Season 2: Veteran Edition (Week 7)
Two Houses: Week 7
Merge House
It's early in the morning, but the contestants are early rises today, for some odd reason. In particular, KT! and Rebecca are awake in the First House side bedroom, chatting away. Let's check in.
Rebecca: What week are we in again? Something like twenty at this point?
KT!: I think it's like - six or seven?
Rebecca: Oh - really? Felt like longer.
KT!: What are you doing up this early anyway, Becca? Shouldn't you be getting your beauty sleep?
Rebecca: I don't need sleep to look this good - but yeah, I should've stayed in bed. Really.
KT!: Go on back to sleep then babe!
Rebecca: I - I don't feel like it anymore.
Rebecca: Sometimes it's hard to get back. Not always. Just sometimes.
KT!: You don't have, like, insomnia, do you?
Rebecca: No, not at all - I would've said something.
KT!: Oh - true. Sorry. I know I'm nosy. It's ingrained in me, you know.
Rebecca: See, it's fine! I can sleep, mostly, just not much today, is all. Nothing wrong with that, you're up too - why are you awake, KT?
KT!: I wake up early a lot, for press stuff, for tours, for performances on morning shows - I'm used to it.
Rebecca: Ah.
KT!: Yeah. It's not perfect. But I have naps, or I usually do, in this house you don't get a lot of a chance to. But it's fine.
Grape: Good morning, Ben -
Ben: Oh my gosh.
Grape: What? Oh - is there something on my face? Did a bunch of pimples pop up in the middle of the night again - please tell me!
Ben: No, it's not that, Grape -
Grape: Tell me!
Ben: Oh, it's just that...well, Grape -
Grape: Telllll meeeeeeeeeee -
Ben: Well, you, uh, look different this morning, is all - your, uh, hair...
Grape: What, bed hair? Nothing wrong with that - ohhhh.
Ben: Finally looked in the mirrors that are behind me?
Grape: Yes. I'm back to normal. Finally.
Ben: Huh?
Ben: You mean to say that wasn't your normal hair, before, leading up to today?
Grape: Well, it had been, for a while...something happened, a sort of change, and I was stuck with lighter hair for a while - it takes longer for it to change back when you're a berry. Anyway -
Ben: You don't look half bad, Grapey.
Grape: It's great to be looking back to normal, finally.
Ben: I'm sure!
Grape: Someone else is awake, then, too...
Ben: Mysti! Sorry...morning, Mysti.
Mysti: It's too early for all this noise.
Learn to quieten down, you two.
Rebecca: So I said to him, I said, I will rock this look for a week, if I can, or else you are helping me find a wig because you did this, Paolo, you did this to me!
KT!: That totally sounds like it should be my story!
Rebecca: Oh - yeah...no, I think it was, actually.
KT!: That totally sounds like it should be my story!
Rebecca: Oh - yeah...no, I think it was, actually.
Rebecca: I don't know if I even know a Paolo. I'm sorry, I think I've been cramped up in this house for too long, I'm starting to think I've done everything everyone else has - like have someone named Paolo cut my hair.
KT!: Don't even stress about it! We all have bad memory sometimes!
Rebecca: So...I can't remember, did you get a wig?
KT!: I got a wig! For sure! Paolo, like don't tell him this, but -
Rebecca: Yeah I don't know him, I won't tell him -
KT!: He just can't follow instructions! He's a free spirit, I suppose, and he likes to do his own artistic vision - so if you want that, go for him! But I wanted something specific. And he messed it up.
Rebecca: Darn it, Paolo.
Grape: You like me back to my normal look then?
Ben: I kinda miss your old look.
Grape: What do you mean? This is my old look - oh, right.
Ben: I got so used to it, Grapey. Now...now I'll have to get used to darker.
Mysti: What a struggle for you, Benjamin.
Ben: Hey - change isn't always easy...
Mysti: You change clothes, is that difficult too, Benny? Sorry...I need to pee, real bad, I'm taking it out on you with my sass.
Ben: It's fine -
Mysti: But no really he should be fine, it's a hair colour. Grape wears a beanie sometimes, too - does that mess him up?
Satan in the Mirror: Hiya baby.
Mysti: Go away, Satan, I need to pee.
Mysti: Ahhh...much better.
Tybalt is awake, now, so time for him to, uh, do whatever he needs to do. Probably pee too? Or shower? Or...well, I won't say the next idea that popped into my head, but he can probably kill two birds with one stone in the shower if he wants to...let's leave Tybalt alone, hey? Good idea. But not forever - I won't abandon you, Tybalt.
Rebecca: It's the sexy who's behind the mask song, it's the sexy who's behind the mask song...genuinely I never can guess.
Where is Rebecca headed? Let's follow to find out...
Rebecca: It's pretty dark out today, or is it just the time? I don't have a watch, hey production dude, can I borrow the time? I promise I'll give it back eventually.
Production Guy Sky: I don't know if I can give ya that sensitive information, like it might not be in my contract? I dunno -
Rebecca: Boo you snore.
Rebecca: For those watching at home and getting a taste of my booty, I'm doing the washing, because someone forgot to put the clean but dripping clothes in the dryer, and we have a tonne of clothes we need to wash - there's a lot of us here! Gee, it's annoying, who decided we needed Laundry Day anyway? Oh, right, the audience, probably. Grr.
Rebecca loads up the dryer, and the washing machine again. Something has caught her eye - the sense of victory, right around the bend, perhaps?
Rebecca: Do we have a Head of Household comp today? I feel victorious. I feel vicious. I feel ready, you know?
Production Guy Sky: I don't think I can say anything, yanno.
Rebecca: I'm about to ring the neck of that production dude - anyway! The washing will take a while, I'll go, watch it for me, 'kay?
Camerawoman Stevie: No - we follow you.
Rebecca: Drat. Okay - new plan. I'll leave it here, I'll tell Tybalt and Skye about it, get one of them to deal with it later, because we all have to do our chores, yeah? I'm not a slacker though.
Rebecca: Heya world! Rebecca becca becks here! Ew, sorry. It's a fresh day, and I feel like things are different in the house, in a way. Yes, we lost someone after just gaining them, but I'm not talking about dynamics or the people...I mean the overall atmosphere of the house we're inhabiting. There's something floating in the air, not caused by us. I have no clue what, I'm not that spiritual, but...I mean maybe the house is trying to speak, for once.
Yeah damn right it is.
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Yeah damn right it is.
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Now, to Skye, dressed and awake and ready for the day ahead. First things first on her agenda, it seems - she's hungry. What to cook up at this ungodly hour? Up to her, of course. Let's have a look, shall we?
Up up up the stairs we go!
Skye: Hmm...cereal? Hmm...no, seems too early for cereal, I'm afraid, that will have to be a mid-morning snack later, but for now...aha!
She retrieves a tray of what appears to be...oh my! She has grabbed the board of fruits and vegetables, my it appears Skye will be making herself a salad this morning...
Mysti: Whatcha making there, Skyler?
Skye: Jeezus. You almost scared me.
Mysti: Almost? I'll have to do better with you then.
Skye: Hit me with your best shot.
Mysti: Anyway! Morning, Skye! How are you doing?
I'll scare you, one way or another.
Skye: Oh will you?
Mysti: Will I what?
Skye: Oh - nothing. Fire away, girlie.
Skye: Anyway! I'm doing quite well, thank you for asking - how did you sleep, one less person beside you? Was it miserable?
Mysti: Not at all. It was peaceful. Less breathing. I slept like a baby.
Skye: You are a monster then?
Mysti: No. Of course I miss Devra very much.
Skye: Of course.
Mysti: *clearing her throat* Whatcha making there, Skyler?
Skye: Salad. I am preparing myself a salad, thanks for asking. Do you like salad? Do you have it often?
Mysti: Mmm. Salad.
Mysti: I actually have a funny story about salad! You'll never believe it, it's actually pretty funny, let me tell it, please, you're not gonna believe it -
Skye: Hurry up and tell it, please.
Mysti: Okay, so, okay, I was eating a salad one day, just your typical salad, and guess what I found in it!
Skye: A cockroach, probably -
Mysti: No, not a cockroach, that's silly - watch out, you're gonna cut your hat.
Skye: Cut my hat - what? That's silly. *she sighs* Finish your story.
Mysti: Okay, my story, sorry, you distracted me with how high you're raising your knife, you know it doesn't cut nicer if you go at it with sheer force from up high above your head - sorry, story.
So I was eating this salad, right, and...and I found a finger in there. The whole thing. Just flopping around.
Skye: Ah fudge I cut myself.
Mysti: Careful!
Skye: You...you found a...a whole finger - a finger in your salad?!
Mysti: I told the story, didn't I?
Mysti: I don't know about you but looking back on it now, I laugh, because it's the most random thing to find in a salad, like as you said a cockroach is expected at this point! But it was this finger, a gross finger, not like all peeled and stuff, but I don't know...maybe it was frozen, it didn't seem fresh or anything - yeah, it was gross, seeing it in there.
Skye: I think I cut my whole finger off -
Mysti: I doubt that, lemme have a look -
Skye: Medic! I don't want her looking at my finger -
Mysti: Rude.
Mysti: You're just being overdramatic, let me take a look and I'll show you it was just a little cut, Skye - come on Skye...
Skye: No, I'm in pain.
Mysti: Surely you can't be!
Skye: Mysti...you don't know how I'm feeling right now -
Skye: Mysti...you don't know how I'm feeling right now -
Mysti: You sure about that?
Skye: I don't know -
Mysti: I've been dead, Skye. I was murdered on my season of The Locomotive. I know pain. A little cut...nothing to me. To you, I get it, it is pain, you think you've cut your hand off...let's call a medic.
Skye: Ow ow it shouldn't hurt this much! Usually I can tolerate pain!
Mysti: This is my fault, really, for talking about the finger I found in my salad that one time, gosh it was gross, never again do I want to find another finger in a salad again.
Skye: Shut up Mysti! Jesus Christ!
Skye: I'm sorry, I shouldn't snap like that.
Mysti: It's fine, I'm a big girl.
Skye: My finger just hurts. Where's the medic?
Mysti: Over here, don't worry.
Mysti: Look, I'm not weak, I can handle someone snapping at me. Go for it, if you want. Snap away. Snap. The. Hell. Away.
Oops.
Skye: Oops?
Mysti: Nothing. Just...nothing.
Skye: Oh thank you, for the band-aid.
Skye: Anyhow! Now that I'm all stitched up and better -
Mysti: You did not cut your finger off, Skye -
Skye: Anyhow! Any! How! It's a new week, Mysti, which means I should turn to you for something...well -
Mysti: I believe I can see where this is going.
Mysti: You want to form a sort of alliance, so you're safe this week, because of course you cannot compete, so how else can you keep yourself afloat, because it does seem as though you're on the outskirts of your side of the house, we can see such -
Skye: Truly? You must be blind -
Mysti: I may have been dead once but I can see as clear as day, honey-pot.
Skye: I don't need your pity support -
Mysti: No, of course, it's not pity support and it never will be. You want to be safe, and I'm a fresh face that weirdly you can trust, because you don't truly know how I was before the merge. It makes perfect sense.
Skye: You should let me finish making my salad.
Mysti: Skye -
Skye: Mysti. It's a little rude to assume things about other people.
Mysti: I was helping you speak your mind, Skye -
Skye: Mayhaps. Perbe.
Mysti: Do you need some help preparing your salad, Skye?
Skye: I can cut up a few tomatoes, I think, Mysti.
Mysti: But you might just cut yourself again, and get eliminated from the competition.
Skye: That doesn't work, does it?
Mysti: You know exactly what I am hinting at, Skye.
Mysti: You need protection this week. Admit that, and we'll be one step closer to being best friends.
Skye: I can protect myself.
Mysti: Oh, I know. Everyone can protect themselves, it's a part of human nature, to be able to put up walls when we truly need walls. Some people struggle with it, of course. But helping others...
Mysti: That is a gift of the game, and you lap puddles of it in your mouth when you can, otherwise...you'll be gone at the end of the week, Skye.
Skye: I -
Mysti: You're the biggest threat now. You got rid of Devra, and truly, why, she was definitely not the target you needed gone.
Skye: She was a threat, everyone is a threat in this game. Even a floater is a threat. As long as someone stands in this game, they shall be a threat until knocked out -
Mysti: Fair point. But...riddle me this: why wouldn't the others turn on you this week, after their target didn't go home?
Skye: How do you know who their target was?
Mysti: Fair point. But...riddle me this: why wouldn't the others turn on you this week, after their target didn't go home?
Skye: How do you know who their target was?
Mysti: I have exceptional hearing. I listen.
Skye: You do now...
Mysti: I can protect you, Skye, if you want, or I can part ways with you, and stick only to the people I care the most for, and play the game safely...
Mysti: What do you say, Skye?
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KT!: I'm gonna wreck you, ghostie!
No, silly, I'm not actually playing against a ghost, I'm just amusing myself.
Yeah, I'm allowed to do that, no I'm not insane, jeez, you sound like my therapist! Hehe, no, I don't have one of those, what are you talking about...
Anyway!
KT!: And the crowd goes wild! KT! has scored, but what's this? There must be a rewind so the referee can make sure KT! didn't cheat! Why would she? She has no reason to cheat - that was fair play, referee sir! No, no, you don't have to look, I swear - and phew! The referee has checked the rewind, and yup, KT! wasn't cheating, why would she? Hehe.
Rebecca: Gee, it is early.
Tybalt: Do you know what time it might be? I was guessing early morning, perhaps 3 or 4?
Rebecca: Well, I asked around - got nothing. I've just settled for 4:00, before or after that.
Tybalt: Hmm. Might be earlier.
Rebecca & Tybalt: Oh look an airplane!
You beat me to it!
No, you did!
Tybalt: Rebecca -
Rebecca: Tybalt...you stole my line! Haha.
Ben: What are you looking at?
Rebecca: Do you ever...do you ever wonder what it would be like to live up there, in the skies? Settled on a cloud, or...or forever flying in an airplane, up in the clouds, not needing to set foot on dry land again...
Tybalt: You're such a dreamer, Rebecca -
Rebecca: Seriously. Think about it, if you haven't before.
Tybalt: I would sink through the clouds and thud down to earth.
Rebecca: But if you lived up there, you wouldn't - you'd be accustomed to it, Tyb, because it's normal for you to live up there now, in the clouds -
Tybalt: Why am I living in the clouds? For my work?
Rebecca: You've retired, Tybalt. Work is done. Now is time to relax in the clouds, where your bed is one long cloud, puffy and fluffy...
Tybalt: Is that a shooting star now?
Rebecca: Wish on it, in case. Tell it you want to live in the clouds, even for a few days, although you probably wouldn't want to come back after...
Tybalt: It's not what I would wish for...there's a part of me missing.
Rebecca: Wish for that, then. Always wish for that.
Rebecca: Oh I think it's just another plane, see -
Tybalt: You're right. It is.
Rebecca: But it was nice to think of what we'd wish for, again. It's been a while since I've seen something that could be a wish - I like to remember my dreams. Don't you, Tybalt?
Tybalt: Of course. When I have them.
Skye: Why am I eating this? It's disgusting -
Don't look at me, you were making salad, I left, you found a yuck hot dog instead, and now I come back and watch you in disgust, all in a day's work, really -
Skye: Suddenly I'm really not hungry.
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Is KT! okay? That face is a little traumatising, huh?
Oh she's just making salad. Huh. What a dramatic expression.
I think that's Skye's salad too. I guess KT! can have it, Skye sure didn't seem to want it anymore. Enjoy that, KT!
Ben: What the heck, did we lose power?
Skye: It seems so. I hope it comes back on soon. I'm sure it will. I think so.
Ben: I'm sure it will, haha!
Mysti: I almost feel like I should go ask what's happen, you know.
PRODUCTION!!
Tybalt: It is indeed quite dark in here, what's happened?
Mysti: Okay, power should be back on soon -
Tybalt: Oh, you asked them?
Mysti: They couldn't damn well ignore me.
KT!: Hiya Rebecca, glad the power's back, hey!
Rebecca: Mhmm. Perfect timing, so I could come in here and get my exercise on. How are you doing?
KT!: Better now, gosh I was so hungry.
Rebecca: Oh, you got food? Yum.
KT!: Yeah, just a bowl of -
Rebecca: Oh hell I almost fell -
KT!: Hold onto the sides then, Becca! No wonder!
Rebecca: I'll be...I'll be fine, don't worry about me.
KT!: At least...at least you didn't actually fall? You're okay, then, that's good...I'll just keep standing here, eating my salad, watching you run...yep.
Rebecca: Shame there are no chairs in the gym.
KT!: I guess I could sit over on that machine if I really wanted to -
Rebecca: Yeah, true.
Rebecca: Oh Ben - you've come to join me.
Ben: If you don't mind, yeah, I've gotta get myself...into shape a little more, I guess, when was the last time we had a physical challenge? Feels like years.
KT!: We haven't been in here for years, silly! Haha. Oh - Tybalt.
Ben: Tybalt's here too?
Tybalt: Good day, all -
KT!: Your burger smells foul, Tybalt -
Tybalt: Oh really?
KT!: There's...there's green stench coming off it, please don't eat that, please, it looks like the patty is about to fall apart. Ewww.
KT!: Good idea, Tybalt, go get something else!
Ben: I didn't hear him -
KT!: He didn't say anything, Benny, he just left to go get more food, I assume so. That burger looked foul. Ew.
Ben: I don't know how he couldn't have noticed that himself.
KT!: How are you doing over there, Becca-Beck?
Rebecca: I'm doing great. Thanks.
KT!: Good good, don't push yourself too hard though, hey?
Rebecca: No I'm managing, I always do. Thank you, KT.
Mysti: Tybalt just walked past me with a burger that smelled like someone's feet stepped on it. Feet with athlete's foot. Feet that had been thumping around a swamp before hand. Like...why was that in the fridge?
Ben: Exactly!!
Rebecca: He wasn't storing it under his bed, was he?
Mysti: Oh that'd be gross.
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After finding something not wafting a stench of green from it to eat, Tybalt is wandering around the house, looking for something to do...or does he have something in mind? What are you up to, Tybalt?
Tybalt: Hey there, Skye, what are you doing?
Skye: Sunbaking.
Tybalt: …we're inside -
Skye: This is the beach room. I'm using it to my advantage, while no one is in here. I'm sunbaking.
Skye: Do I look all nice and tanned now, Tybalt?
Tybalt: *spitting out water* You look red, Skye.
Skye: BUT WE'RE INSIDE!
Tybalt: I...I said that...
Tybalt: Is everything okay with you -
Skye: Did I stutter?
Tybalt: No...you sunbaked inside.
Skye: But I did not stutter. I am fine, Tybs. I need to pee.
Skye: Did I stutter?
Tybalt: No...you sunbaked inside.
Skye: But I did not stutter. I am fine, Tybs. I need to pee.
Tybalt: You promise you are alright, Skye?
Skye: The Head of Household is up for grabs this week, and sure not for me, but you can take it, and we can all be safe. I am not red, you're seeing colour wrong. I need to pee, and you need to study.
Tybalt: Study...for what?
Skye: The Head of Household comp! Doof!
Tybalt: I, uh, don't know what I should be studying -
Skye: Uh, fishing, foosball, gaming, reading, maths, science, painting, other arts, you know, the important stuff - how to hold a conversation -
Tybalt: All of that then?
Skye: That's only half of it, friend.
Skye: You simply have to win this week, Tybalt.
Tybalt: I know this -
Skye: I don't trust everyone else. I trust you.
Tybalt: I trust you - oh gosh you're on the toilet, I'll talk later.
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Ben: You've got this, Rebecca.
Rebecca: It's like a sauna in here.
Mysti: The sauna's across the hall, though - you sure?
Rebecca: I'M SO SWEATY!
Ben: You and me both, sister.
Rebecca: You...you'd be a good...brother -
Ben: Oh yeah - are you sure you're not dying?
Mysti: *under her breath* She doesn't know what death is like.
KT!: What was that, Mysti?
Mysti: Nothing! I...I just ate a ewwy piece of lettuce, all soggy and stale, kind of, but probably not, right? Just that one piece of lettuce you eat and think "wow, who thought that piece should stay in the salad?"
Ben: If I can survive this, Rebecca is - right?
Rebecca: I think...I think I'm just worn out.
KT!: I think she was in here a while before we came in. Explains it!
Ben: Yeah. That would make sense.
You're not pushing yourself too hard?
Rebecca: I need to go rest - oh, hi Grape.
Grape: Hey Rebecca. Hey all.
KT!: Grape grape! Come to work out?
Grape: I think I'm alright, at least for now.
Maybe later?
Mysti: Grape! You don't need to take my dirty bowl for me, I can do that -
Grape: It's okay, I'm turning around and heading back that way anyways.
Tybalt: Morning, Grape. How are things in here?
Grape: Busy, haha. It's a station of in and out in here.
KT!: Oh, it really is, hehe.
Tybalt: I just passed Rebecca. She looks worn down a little, but she said a shower will bring her back to sorts. I said, good idea, and she said everyone was heaped in here watching Ben burn calories and drown himself.
Ben: Hey! I'm...I'm doing fiiiiiine!
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KT!: One...hundred and eighty two...two...I mean...one hundred and...eighty three...see I'm killing itttt!
Ben: You just started -
KT!: Keep your eyes on the road!
Ben: I'm not driving a car!!
KT!: One hundred...and eighty four...one hundred and eighty...five...
Ben: That's your fourth one.
KT!: You! You...are...gonna...kill...yourself...watch!!
Ben: I've stopped now. You would know, if you looked over, aha.
I feel the fat muscles coming in already.
Mysti: I can feel the stench of death burning off me again.
Gnome King: COME OUT, COME OUT, CONTESTANTS! Happy dappy Easter, or whatever you're celebrating, or celebrating, I'm the dang (G)Nome King and you better not disappoint meh!
IT'S TIME TO COME FIND ME AND MY LITTLE FRIENDS, HUNT US, OR ELSE WE WILL COME TO YOU AND KICK YOUR SHINS!
Kidding, kidding, we are not harmful or murderous gnomes, of course not.
KT!: These little gnome bitches are going down.
Did I say that out loud? Omigosh, sorry!!
Gnomes, watch out.
Grape: So it's a gnome hunt you want? Then a gnome hunt you will get. I've always loved hide and seek, just the thrill of it, so these gnomes better have good hiding places, or else...well, I'll do more than just find them. Kidding! Gee, lighten up, camera guys. I'm not gonna murder a gnome. They're already miserable enough, forced to stay in one position. They don't need to be booted by a grape next. But they will be caught.
The rules are simple, contestants. These gnomes here, all seven of them, will go hide all throughout the house, and you must find them. Please note: this is not your Head of Household competition, contestants. It's just a bit of fun! Mwahahaha...THIS IS A GNOME NOW SUCK IT IN AND FIND MY PALS OR I RIP YOUR EARS OFF WITH MY TEETH.
Ben: I doubt they'll actually bite our ears off -
Rebecca: You know nothing, Ben S...ugh I forgot how to pronounce your last name. Shoot me...they will.
Ben: Ben S works! I don't shoot! You look cute!
Rebecca: Aren't you gay? Wait...doesn't matter. I need to find gnomes.
Tybalt: Here, gnomey, gnomey…come to papa.
Yep. Gross.
Delete that from memory, brain.
Damn. Not a robot.
Tybalt: They must be around here somewhere...let's keep looking...or not.
Who knows. This has gotten boring very quickly.
I miss Locomotive days. Or do I?
KT!: You know where a gnome is?
Ben: I never said I did -
KT!: That's not going to get you far, Benjamin.
I ask again...do you know where I can find a gnome?
Ben: Uh - no, not yet.
Ben: I'm just eating first, then I'll jump right into looking, and I'll, uh, let you know when I find one! But for now...none in the room, none in my salad. Sorry, KT! Sorry.
KT!: Are you like one hundred percent sure there's none around us, or in your salad?
Ben: There is not a gnome in my salad.
Ben: That's just crazy -
KT!: They're gnomes, Ben, they can fit wherever they want to and they can turn invisible, or did you not watch Gnomeland last year when it came out? You were too busy making out with a picture of a boy?
Ben: KT!...what's gotten into you?
KT!: I'm a mafia boss, Ben, and the gnomes need to pay their debts.
KT!: I damn well see you, Todd.
Ben: How do you - how do you know his name is Todd?
KT!: He looks like a Todd! Hehe.
Ben: Uh...he kinda looks like a gnome to me.
Maybe...okay maybe he looks like a Simon.
Todd/Simon: Come get me fatty.
KT!: Can I throw a shoe at this gnome? What a little -
Ben: Did it...did it speak to you?
KT!: DIDN'T YOU HEAR THE INSULT?! You are deaf, Benjamin.
Skye: I didn't know you were deaf, Ben -
Ben: I'm -
Skye: Were you about to respond? Can you read my lips? Woah. I wasn't even turned toward you. That's impressive, Ben.
Ben: I'm not deaf -
KT!: Oi, come here, gnome.
Todd/Simon: No. Go away.
KT!: No. You go away - wait, no, stay, I need to grab you! Hey - don't run away from me, you sneaky gnome!
KT!: I'm still going to catch you gnome, and your other friends. It's kinda rude you thought you could just, like, come into our house and think you could kidnap our voice in the sky and pretend like this is some fun game when really you're just a group of meanies, probably like in some cult where you worship bird fountains and those little rocks that are smooth enough to stick up your butts - hey, gnome, I'M COMING!!!
KT!: HERE'S KT!
Dang, I was hoping he'd be floating in the aquarium.
KT!: You actually suck at hiding, gnome.
Are you the youngest? Do you not know how the world works yet?
Are you an idiot, little gnome? That coat hanger is thinner than you!
Todd/Simon: *resisting the urge to speak*
KT!: What do I do, hug you?
Todd/Simon: I guess you found me.
KT!: You made this whole process annoying, mister.
Todd/Simon: Just doing my job.
KT!: Yeah, and my job is to sing a three-minute song over twelve hours.
One down, guys.
Skye: Gnome...gnome...come on, dude! Come out!
Gnomeo: I'm gay.
Skye...you doing okay? You look very red?
Skye: GNOME!!!!
Skye: He's not hiding in the toilet.
Good. I ain't fishing him out of pee water.
Skye: No gnomes swimming in hot tub time machine water.
KT!: Keep guard, Uno. If a gnome comes this way, get him. Hear me? Get. Him. Eat his nose if you have to. No gnome goes free.
Aww, good kitty, lemme check in here.
Love youuu, Uno!!
Skye: Found you, nudie boy.
What the actual hell.
Put some clothes on.
Nudie Boy: No.
Skye: Maybe I drown you in the toilet until you beg me to stop? Maybe then you'll put a pair of overalls on and go tend Grandmama's farm?
Nudie Boy: I ain't got no Grandmama, I'm a gnome, remember? Idiot.
Skye: Shove off, gnome.
Skye: I'm coming to get you.
Nudie Boy: Try. Go on.
Skye: You don't disgust me, your nudie body is pixels, remember?
Nudie Boy: That's just my underwear.
Nudie Boy: Come on, Skye-bye-bye, catch me.
Skye: Well, you're wearing underwear then, so it's perfectly fine for me to yoink you up and throw you over my shoulder.
Nudie Boy: Did I say underwear? *slip*
Skye: Gross!
Skye: I will end you, gnome.
Nudie Boy: Really? A costume change? You have time for that?
Skye: Of course...this only took me one twirl.
Nudie Boy: One more twirl and it'll be the way I like it...
Skye: You are a filthy cretin and I will watch you burn in the oven tonight for the main course.
Skye: Admit it is all over for you, gnome. Your game is done. You tried to hide behind a mirror and that backfired because...well, only idiots hide behind mirrors. True visionaries, true masters, hide in front of the mirror, their back reflected, so no knives can stab stab stab into them.
Or...that's the gist. I got you, babe.
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Mysti: Grapular, my dude.
Grape: Hey Mysti.
Mysti: Something the matter? You sorta disappeared after making that snap appearance in the gym, taking my bowl for me, and I haven't really seen you looking for gnomes, and I heard you love this idea -
Grape: I'm too stressed, I realised, to give myself over to a fun game like this.
Mysti: What's eating you, Grape?
Grape: I...I almost went home last year week, it could have been me, we all know that...I guess I see how much everything weighs on me this week, and I wish, instead of searching out for gnomes...I wish I could be securing myself that HoH first.
Grape: But you go have fun! Have fun...for me.
Mysti: You can't mope around all day, silly. Grape -
Grape: Mysti.
Mysti: I know this game is stressful and after last week we have reason to worry - but at the very least, there are less of them to win this week, with Skye benched. Come find gnomes with us - please.
Grape: How many have we found so far?
Mysti: Last I heard, only two. So that leaves...five? Plenty for you to find, Grapey! Plenty!
Grape: I, uh...I wish Devra was still around to help, too.
Mysti: We all do. Well...our side of the house.
Grape: I...I have no clue if she'd care for gnomes though.
Mysti: So...you've decided to come search with me?
Because if so...THANK SATAN!
Grape: I...I'll come check things out, yeah. I was excited when I heard the news! but...that beginning, wandering around the house, reminded me I could've been on the other side of things, watching you guys still in the house without me. Haha. Sorry. Let's look.
Mysti: Is that what I think it is?
Grape: I - yep, that's gotta be one of them - quiet -
Mysti: This experience remind you of anything, Grape?
Grape: Trying to avoid getting murdered by a serial killer? Yeah definitely.
Mysti: Here's the plan. That's the literal death gnome, we can call him Grime, because these gnomes are trash, too. There are two staircases down, so one of us goes down either side, trapping him near the dining table. We launch, we grasp, we carry him back to where he belongs...the Underworld.
Grape: Okay. Sounds like a good plan, captain.
Did I ever tell you I love when you lead the most? You have it in you, strangely, I don't know why you never came into this roll earlier.
Mysti: I was young, foolish and hadn't died yet...I mean I hadn't lived, experienced, that.
Grape: Ready?
*Uno notices the gnome and startles*
Grape: Uno...baby, what's wrong?
Mysti: Grape -
Grape: You can get the gnome by yourself, Uno seems frazzled...I believe in you, Mysti. You've got this.
Mysti: You've got this, Mysti.
Come to mama, Grime.
Mysti: Come to your damn mama.
Mysti: Frankly, is this gnome actually dead? It hasn't moved an inch and I made the floorboards squeak a little just then, on accident, obviously, I don't even know how it happened, this house is like brand new...guess I just cause accidental noise when I'm trying to sneak up on a deathly gnome - GRIME! SAY STUFF!
Grime: Take me home, spirited queen.
Skye: Tybalt? Hey -
Tybalt: Let me wallow with the fish, Skye.
Skye: Did you give up on searching out the gnomes, bud?
Tybalt: I said...let me wallow with the fish. Please.
Rebecca: I am having no luck whatsoever finding these gnomes.
Give me a sign, gee.
Skye: Come on inside, at least, then you won't need your umbrella that was given to you randomly because at least the producers, I guess, don't want us getting soaked if we're out here when it rains.
Tybalt: What part...what part of wallowing with fish doesn't...whatever.
Skye: I'm not letting my red face get to me, so you -
Tybalt: Go hunt gnomes, Skye...
Skye: I'll pick up the bin first, someone left stinking trash out here.
Was that you? I hope not.
Tybalt: It was not me...
Skye: Trash is rank.
KT!: No...no gnomes in here.
Ben: If a gnome-spy is watching, you can tell me where the gnomes are...I promise you will be rewarded in...what do gnome-spies like? Cookies? Everyone loves cookies! Haha, come on guys - gimme clues!
Ben: No gnomes in here. Onto the next room then.
Darn. I'll find them, eventually, if it's the last thing that I do.
Rebecca: I'm gonna be the one that has to check down in the have-not contaminated room, huh? Drat.
Guess better I look than just play the ew card.
Here we go, Becky.
Rebecca: Oh god it's so much worse down here. Oh how it stinks.
Please never force me to spend a night down here. *she gags*
There better be a gnome down here.
Rebecca: NOT A GNOME IN SIGHT!
Fantastic. I love that.
Rebecca: Well that's a great use of my time and my sniffing nose. I'm disgusted, frankly. Let's get the hell out of here.
Ben: Here gnomey, gnomey, gnomey.
Come out, come out, wherever you are, and meet the man that's about to shove you right back where you came from!
No gnomes feel threatened by Benjamin.
Ben: Drat. Nothing. Next room!
Ben: Nothing in the bin.
Bin: Nothing in the Ben.
Ben: Hey!
Ben: That wasn't funny, whoever did that. Was it you, voice?
My name isn't Bin, is it?
Ben: I need to find one of these gnomes, come on.
Lemme check the other side of this courtyard area.
KT!: These pesky gnomes.
KT!: Big Brother, I can't find the gnomes.
This isn't Big Brother...
KT!: Sorry! Big Brother's baby cousin...Two Houses Man...I can't find the gnomes.
I just won't take offence from that. Take a seat, KT!
Skye: This door won't budge. I should be able to find something around here to help me open it.
This isn't a puzzle game, Skye.
Skye: I can't find anything in this room, but maybe there will be something in the kitchen. Let's go check now. Then perhaps we'll be able to crack open this door and find the final gnome, the boss gnome. Mob boss gnome.
KT!: Big Brother -
I - I think she's doing it to spite me now.
KT!: - gave me the confidence to keep going, to find these gnomes, so I damn well will, I will find these moles, fudge, I mean gnomes, hehe, sorry! I will find moles! Gnomes! Fudge!
KT!: Gnomes?
Fudge. Why did I speak? I'll spook them.
Fudge! Gnomes!
Ben: Aha! I found you. My, you had a good hiding spot, huh, in amongst the flowers right there. You blend right in...well, not for Benny! Haha, gnome, you're out. Another one down.
KT!: Something smells fishy...hehe, get it?
Wait...what is that down there?
Chester: Hello little bitch.
KT!: Wow you are rude.
Chester: No I am cute look at this face you monster.
You are going to make Chester cry.
KT!: Yoink. Might drown you first in with the fishes. Silly little -
Chester: Put me down!
KT!: Nah to the ah to the no, no, no.
Ben: Your time is up, pink meanie. Lemme just plop you down over here with your friends...that comes to -
Ben: Wait - where did that other one come from?
KT!: Benny, you are slowwwww! I did come running, but like, this one was squirming, he thought the game wasn't up until I plonked him down so he really pushed to escape, but no one escapes these hands! Hehe! Two left!
Ben: Good gosh you're impressive.
Skye: Rebecca, wait up -
Rebecca: You can catch up, Skye, I need to sit down -
Skye: Okay, I'm coming, I'm coming.
Uno: *meow*
Skye: Hey Rebecca -
Rebecca: It felt like it took an hour for you to catch up.
Skye: Jeez, sorry, I got distracted by the cat. I didn't take an hour though, I swear that much is true.
Rebecca: I was exaggerating anyway.
Skye: How are you doing, anyhow?
Rebecca: I was down in the Pit. It stinks like rotted vegetables and flesh and fly larvae and...everything worse.
Skye: Not an answer to my question.
Rebecca: I think it sums -
Skye: You know you can open up to me...it's like everyone from our side of things is just blatantly unbothered by me today, I see KT! fading away from me every minute -
Rebecca: Why does everything gotta be about you?
Skye: Rebecca...
Rebecca: I just mean -
Rebecca: You know I'm on your side, I didn't mean it as an insult, but...oh gosh your face is so red too.
Skye: I know right! I don't know how to explain it to anyone!
Rebecca: We both rock it, no doubt.
Skye: It is very fitting for us. That is true.
Skye: Now back to the topic at hand. You think I'm being selfish -
Rebecca: You are playing the game, I understand that -
Skye: But I'm not giving you enough credit? Is that what you expect?
Rebecca: Skye -
Rebecca: This gnome game is a great distraction from the game we're playing, yeah, but it also gives me enough time to think that you're going to blow me up eventually.
Skye: So are we severing ties today too? Severing gnomes and ties?
Rebecca: I never said that -
Skye: You can sum it up like that just as I looped a knot in this piece of thread around my neck.
Rebecca: I still want to have you on my side, Skye, we need to rally against the other side of the house as best as we can -
Skye: But I can't be the winner. I can't have power.
Rebecca: It's dangerous when the power goes to your head.
I'm sorry I brought it up.
Skye: Where are you going now? To do the same to Tybalt?
Rebecca: No. He is my rock in this game.
Skye: And I'm chopped liver.
Rebecca: I need to clear my head, and then I...I want to talk again, because I don't think you understand where I'm coming from.
Skye: I should have understood the merge would mean every man for themselves. You off thinking I'm an explosive.
Rebecca: Stay here, please -
Rebecca: Well that was atrocious, you skunk. What were you thinking, even saying words to her? You should keep playing the game it was going, you were safe and there was no need to think she was any threat to you, not right, when there is so much of the game left to play. Rebecca...stupid crazy mess. At it again. You want the end, don't you?
Rebecca: You will burn this week because they will brand you a witch, or they will hang you, you cast a spell on their livestock and killed their children! You witch. Skye hates you now. Is that what you wanted?
I guess it is, you skunk.
Rebecca: I am tearing myself to shreds. Rebecca. Stop this.
Your game is not ruined. You need to fight, is all.
Skye needs to go home this week, and you need to make sure the house likes you enough. You are not the skunk in the house.
Skye: Wait a minute...what is that?
Skye: Found you. Hoppy birthday, you rabbit. You gnome.
That's the sixth one. One to go.
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Ben. What's happening?
Ben: I have no clue where this final gnome is, voice in the sky. I have no ideas anymore. I have looked all over the house, here, there, up, down, under, in the ground, I can't find it -
Did you just say in the ground?
Ben: Yeah! I, uh...thought maybe it burrowed. It did not.
Ben: And he said to me, he said, "You've got this, Benjamin, you can find that last gnome and you'll earn it and you'll get rewarded with food and a massage and maybe a movie and maybe some, uh...oh, some other stuff!" and for a second there I was like okay! I want those things! I want the achievement! But I came back out here...and realised we're looking for the king dude, and by now he could be in the sewers, and say, "Part of the house, you trash contestants!"
KT!: Wow.
KT!: But you have to listen, yeah!? You have to search out what is missing and find it, just what that one weird doctor said to me once, oh I never went back to him again but like that piece of advice was good, you know, always searching out what you are missing. Oh he told me I was growing a hump from my posture sometimes and that my voice is like a fried chicken drumstick so I said "You don't even know me!" and he said..."Oh yeah I don't."
Ben: Wow.
Mysti: Any luck?
Grape: Nope. Nothing. I would have thought gnomes suck at hiding.
Mysti: Before today I thought gnomes, you know...couldn't move, but we learn something new every day!
Grape: Well if that isn't the truth -
Grape: Nope. Nothing. I would have thought gnomes suck at hiding.
Mysti: Before today I thought gnomes, you know...couldn't move, but we learn something new every day!
Grape: Well if that isn't the truth -
Grape: Do you think we have a chance this week?
Mysti: We need to find this gnome first -
Grape: Yes. But...Mysti, is this going to be our victory, or our swan song?
Mysti: We will fight our hardest. No matter what.
Ben: Who is to say if I hop up from this chair that I will find the final gnome? Maybe I'll tire out my legs, maybe I'll trip over something and fall down into the have-not area and break every bone in my body?
KT!: Well, aren't you going to listen to that doctor's one piece of good advice? Don't they say, like, a broken clock works twice a day or something?
Ben: I...I don't know!
Tybalt: Have you found all the gnomes?
Grape: Nope. Still missing the final one.
Ben: The king!!!!
Tybalt: I do hope you find it.
Grape: Why don't you help us look for it? I'm going to go check the back area.
Tybalt: I doubt it would be back there.
Grape: You can check inside again? Maybe you have keener eyes?
Tybalt: I...I don't want to go searching.
Skye: Darn it. He's not in that bedroom.
Tybalt: Hi there Mysti.
Mysti: You better be finally joining the Gnome Hunt Brigade or I swear -
Tybalt: Haha, no, not for me today -
Mysti: I will tear the vocal cords right from out of your throat.
Tybalt: I don't remember the voice ever saying that it was required of me to participate, and I have been feeling, well, out of sorts today. I suppose I am okay now, but...hide and seek is a game for children, Mysti.
Mysti: Hahahaha you're a little sh -
Mysti: Why can't you just live a little? You're in a reality show competition, and you're out here saying "Oh I won't do a challenge because I'm a grown man"...Tybalt, if hide and seek was the Head of Household competition, would you say the same? Would you tell the voice in the sky that you have a little bit of the grumblies in your heart and go sit outside with the fish?
Mysti: You were not my target this week, but if I win the HoH, I will be seriously considering you now, because something like hide and seek is too "childish" for you? I suppose you don't play go fish either? Are you disgusted by Uno because his name is also the name of a game that children play?
Tybalt: Mysti -
Mysti: I know you did the miraculous in your season of The Locomotive and cheated death or had a clone or whatever, but that does not mean you need to become a grown-up whiner that doesn't like to live a little in a game that needs players who want to live!
Tybalt: Mysti -
Mysti: Don't wear out my name!
Tybalt: Mysti...I was only interrupting to say...I will search for the final gnome.
Mysti: Thank you. You are very generous, Tybalt.
Tybalt: This is force.
Mysti: And my name is Mysti.
It never wears out when I say it.
Ben: Do you think there's a prize for finding the last gnome actually and I won't find it and then I won't get the prize? Like the food, the massage, the...other stuff -
KT!: Why are you still sitting here talking to me for then?
Ben: I want to know if you think there is.
KT!: Go find the gnome and find out!!!
Ben: It's so good to get to talk more though! I feel like with everything a stress after nominations, and at the start of last week that unsure stage, we haven't had much of a proper chat...but I'm so glad! You're so down to earth, KT!
KT!: Awww, Ben! I'm glad, too.
Skye: Are you behind the poster, gnome?
*the poster doesn't budge*
Skye: I bet you are.
Rebecca: I'm sick of searching for gnomes.
I just hope I didn't fudge up my game.
Tybalt: No gnome here.
...I feel so silly.
Tybalt: Not a single gnome in sight.
Tybalt: Skye...I'm sorry about how I acted earlier.
Skye: Poster...did you just talk to me?
Tybalt: Skye...it's me.
Skye: Ah...Tybalt. Come to apologise?
Tybalt: Yes, exactly that. I am very sorry for how I treated you earlier, I was just in a state and I didn't want to agonise you with every detail of it.
Skye: How do I know you're not going to tear into me some more too?
Tybalt: Skye - what do you mean?
Skye: Rebecca said to me earlier that I am ticking time bomb that will blow up her game if I don't stop hogging the power and control. Apparently.
Tybalt: Are you sure -
Skye: My ears work perfectly, Tybalt. That's what she said. That our side of the house is a danger to itself.
Tybalt: Our side is strong! If you're just doing this to cause drama, I will - well, I do not know what I will do, Skye, but I will be enraged. The win at the end of the season will easily be from our side, and one of you is creating tension merely from bringing something like this up.
Skye: We can bust in there and ask her ourselves why she decided to launch at me. Shall we?
Tybalt: I have no clue why she would say such a thing...
Skye: No doubt she hopes to target me this week, no matter who wins the HoH...I bet she thinks, praise, Skye cannot win.
Tybalt: I...I will talk with her later.
I have to find this gnome.
Skye: Who flipped your switch on, Tybalt? Different person now!
Tybalt: Talk later, Skye. I swear to you Rebecca does not want you gone.
Skye: And I swear to you if she does I will make her pay.
Tybalt: Where else could a gnome possibly hide?
and why is Rebecca trying to blow up her game?
Tybalt: I wonder if anyone bothered to check in the toilets...
Gnome King: Splish splash little boy you found me.
Tybalt: That's revolting.
Gnome King: I was tame with my words, my friend.
Tybalt: You are dancing around in toilet water.
Gnome King: I could have peed in here first -
Tybalt: Gnomes cannot pee.
Gnome King: You don't know anything about gnomes, mere human. Before today, you thought we could not walk or talk.
Tybalt: The game is over, gnome.
Indeed it is. The gnomes have all been found. All seven. Anything to say for yourselves, gnomes, for having some fun and hiding around the house and delaying the Head of Household competition and causing some interesting interactions today?
Gnome King: Shove off, voice man.
We'll be back.
Good riddance.
Now, with the gnomes gone and the house returning to its sense of normalcy, what will happen next? Soon: the next HoH will be crowned, with new nominations, and more and more contestants will be evicted as the days draw on. But no more gnomes. Please. Can we ban gnomes from this house?
Mysti: There's pizza, yo!
Grape: Omg coming, coming -
Mysti: Gross. I hope you wash your hands first.
Grape: MYSTI!
Mysti: Nom nom nom nom.
Mysti: Why the heaven are you eating peas, when there is fresh, moist, tasty, delicious, sensational pizza right there in front of you?
Tybalt: I just felt like peas.
Mysti: Yep, okay...uh, thank you, for finding the last gnome so we could move on and get this tasty slice of pizza greatness.
Tybalt: Just moving the game along.
Rebecca: Hey, KT! -
KT!: Rebecca! We did it, we found all the gnomes, thank goodness - is something up? Other than the ceiling, hehe.
Rebecca: Can we, uh, talk a bit later? I want to eat first, but then -
KT!: Of course!
Rebecca: How's your slice, Skye?
Skye: Soggy, burnt, going to blow you up eventually.
Rebecca: Skye - I thought we were moving forward from that!
Skye: You can't move forward when something is blown to pieces, now can you? Oh, is that the smell of comeuppance wafting from my piece...
Rebecca: What if I proposed something to you, and to your friends?
Ben: Planning to jump ship, are you?
Rebecca: Slightly. Kinda...offering a lifeboat to another vessel as I shove off one of my crew from the crow's nest.
Ben: I'm listening, I'm listening...
Stay tuned, folks...we'll be right back for more Two Houses very soon.
I hope you're having a fantastic day.
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Welcome back all to Two Houses, Week 7. It's a new day in the house, which means only one thing for the contestants...the eviction looms nearer. Today, from yesterday's uninvited visitors, will welcome the Head of Household competition - who will claim the title this week, and who will they nominate?
All that and more as we continue with Two Houses...
Tybalt: Are you ready for this, then?
KT!: Ready as I'll ever beeeee, Tybby!
Tybalt: You versus me.
KT!: Hurry up and serve then, jeez! We'll be here all day if you take so long to pick up a ball, silly billy.
The first match begins. Tybalt vs KT!
Who will win?
KT!: HERE IT COMES FOR YOUUU!
Tybalt: I can see it! *he hits the ball back* Incoming!
KT!: I'm not blind either, you know!
Tybalt: ...We, uh, better stop commentating then.
KT!: You know, if I win, I'd love that. Hey.
Tybalt: Were you trying to convince me to hand you the win?
KT!: Noooo I'll win fair and square. Definitely.
Tybalt: Keep telling yourself that.
KT!: Hehe, I will!
Uno: *meow*
KT!: Aww, kitty...guess what, guess what?
Uno: *meow*
Tybalt: You played a good game, KT!
KT!: Youuu too! But the best person won.
Tybalt: Easy there, this is all a competition, remember?
KT!: Uh huh! -
KT!: A competition I am acing!
With that, KT! is the first to advance to the next round, and has an even greater chance at winning the HoH. But who will face her?
Tybalt, having been defeated, will face other losers in the losers bracket, for a chance to return to the winning circle. Chances aplenty, because numbers.
Moving onward!
The next match is about to begin...
Grape: We meet in battle at last.
Rebecca: Bring it on, Grape. I want this win, and no doubt you want it too. What with you being nominated last week, no doubt you're worried. This match will be an all-out fight between us, I bet.
Grape: I promise I won't go easy on you.
Rebecca: I'd hate to win too easily.
Rebecca: I'll even let you start by serving, go right ahead.
Grape: How kind of you!
Rebecca: The kindness now ends. Come on, big guy, fire away.
Grape: Good luck, Rebecca.
Rebecca: Keep up, Grape, you might lose.
Grape: Wouldn't you love that!
Rebecca: I can practically smell the fancy HoH soap.
Grape: I'm catching up. As asked.
Rebecca: Only a minor setback, don't you worry. I still have this in the bag.
Grape: What bag? I see no bag?
Rebecca: The bag is my win, and it's coming.
I really tried, you know, to get a good comeback to that.
Uno: *meow*
Grape: Not now, Uno, I've got a game to win!
Uno: *meowww*
Grape: Careful down there, Uno.
Distracted by the cat, Grape misses another shot. Rebecca wins the match.
Grape: Dangit!
No, no, I'm not mad at you at all, Uno. Not at all. I love you, you cute lil cat.
Rebecca: It's a shame, Grape. I wanted success for you, after last week, a great underdog story, but I want this win more, you understand that.
Grape: I have another chance to come back -
Rebecca: True, you can fight for that, but you must fight harder, is all.
Will you win? Who knows. I haven't a clue. But things will be easier for me.
Grape: Good game, nevertheless. Good luck.
Rebecca: You too. While you aren't on my side of things - we can admit there are sides, of course there are - I have enough good bones in my body to wish you well. If you fight your way back and beat me in the end, I'll accept it, and hope for dear life that you keep my name out of the nominations.
With that, Rebecca joins KT! on the winners side of the room, advancing into the next round. One more match remains in this first round. I suppose you can surely guess who is competing, as after all Skye cannot, as outgoing Head of Household. Let's check in with our winners before we approach that next match....
KT!: Us girls are dominating this competition, hey! Like one of us could win this week and then it's been girl-girl since we got to this merge house, we could get rid of a guy, we should!
Tybalt: But who would you be thinking?
KT!: Uh...like...Tybalt?
Rebecca: You realise I'm close to him, right?
Rebecca: If I win this comp, I wouldn't dream of nominating him, you realise.
KT!: Well I only said if, silly! I might win!
Rebecca: And he'd be your target? Interesting...
KT!: You don't get it!
KT!: A girl needs to win this whole season, for sure, so if either of us can win the Head of Household, wouldn't it make sense to get rid of one of the guys, say, evict Tybalt this week?
Rebecca: I understand perfectly, KT. You want Tybalt gone.
KT!: I don't want anyone gone!! I like everyone here! But we have to make decisions, Becca, or else we'll be out next week by a guy's hand!
And now the final match of the first round.
Here comes our final pair-up...
Mysti: Don't stumble, Benny -
Ben: I wouldn't dream of it.
Mysti: Good, good. Now let's battle, fellow soldier, to death!
Ben: Careful what you wish for...oh gosh sorry about that!
Mysti: It's an honour battling with you!
Ben: Oh for sure, you too! Let's end this, soon.
Mysti: I plan on it!!
Mysti: I had this in the bag.
Ben: Congrats, Mysti. You killed it.
Ben: Looking over at the winners over there, I want you to win the most. You'll keep Grape and I safe, and that's what we need this week, more than ever. I wish you the best of luck, Mysti, please win.
Mysti: I will try my darn best, I promise you that.
This needs to be a win for us, I feel like we said goodbye to Devra too many times and it's burnt us out.
Mysti: We need another win, and I think I nail this ping pong business, so here goes nothing. But you...you need to rise back in the loser's bracket too, even if it's just to compete against me in that final round! I believe in you, Ben.
Ben: I would totally love a win for once, yeah.
Mysti: You deserve one, totally!
Mysti: Now I gotta race over there and join the winners, but no doubt you'll be back here in a minute versing someone else, try to win yourself back, boy!
Ben: Oh yeah! I will! Good luck, Mysti!
Mysti: Yeah! Let's kick butt, you know.
Okay, gotta go!
Mysti: What's Grape doing over there? He isn't a winner - sorry, but that's the truth, I'm not even being mean, he didn't win his match, hey. Hey Grape!
Grape: Mysti, did you win yours? Terrific!
Mysti: Scoot out of here, Grape, production just told me you're up next in the, uh, you know...loser's bracket.
Grape: Oh yep! I'll get to moving then!
Rebecca: KT! was saying earlier that it looks very likely a girl will win the HoH, and she thinks the best idea would be to knock out...Tybalt.
Mysti: Oh!? Interesting...
Rebecca: But on another topic! The losers are gonna be up soon, who do you think is going to be sitting in that final spot for next round?
KT!: Well...I hope it's not Tybalt, of course, gosh I'd feel so embarrassed if Rebecca filled him in on my little chatting!
Mysti: Did you wake up too early today, KT?
KT!: Yes. They told me the HoH started super early. I want bed.
The boys were dominated in the first round, and therefore sit here, in three chairs, waiting for their second chance to get to the next round, where they will compete against either KT!, Rebecca or Mysti...
Tybalt, Grape and Ben, however, are only three people...there needs to be a fourth person, doesn't there? Probably not, I'm sure we could've figured something else out, but nevertheless...someone is getting a chance in this HoH, and that someone will surprise you...
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Just kidding! It's just Skye, getting a chance to win the Head of Household title, but starting from the bottom. Can you imagine if she is able to take out the title and be Head of Household two weeks in a row, just because of this twist? That would be quite stunning.
Skye: I won't waste a second more. Bring it on.
Up first in the loser's bracket...Grape vs Skye.
Grape: Come on Skye, let's playyy!
Skye: I came to win, not to play.
Grape: You have to play to win, silly!
Skye: I win. I win to win.
Up next, of course, will be Tybalt vs Ben, but for now, Grape and Skye battle it out for a spot in the winning's group. Who will it be?
Skye: Try less.
Grape: No. I want to win.
Skye: Try. Less. You. Purple. Baboon.
Grape: Uh...no need for insults...jeez.
And the result is...
Skye: I DEMAND A REMATCH!
Grape: You tried your best, Skye -
Skye: I did not ask for your opinion, but thank you for it, I suppose, now come back and pick up that paddle thingy -
Skye: You gave me this extra chance and I blew it...I shouldn't have blown it.
Grape: It's great you got a chance anyhow!
Skye: But I blew it! Ugh.
Grape: You were Head of Household last week at least!
Skye: You...I suppose you don't understand the stress of needing to stay in power, or power in general, you have never been the HOH...I just wanted to continue my streak.
Grape: It feels good to win something, I guess...I'm not commenting on anything else.
Skye: I'm going back to the main part of the house. Bye.
Grape, as you could tell, moves forward to compete against the winner of the Tybalt-Ben match...which will be happening RIGHT NOW!
Skye: Tybalt you better win. You better.
Tybalt: I can try, Skye -
Skye: Trying is not enough in this game. We are learning this.
Ben: Gosh, Tybalt, are you okay?
Tybalt: I'm determined and I'm about to win. Shush.
Ben: You look a little red and...hellish.
Tybalt: I look determined and about to win, Ben. Shush.
Ben: Ah. Yep. Okay. Sorry.
Tybalt: I have won.
Ben: I can see that, unfortunately.
Well...it was nice to try.
Tybalt: You tried your best, Ben, but unfortunately it is not a win for you this week either. Try again next time.
Ben: You bet your bottom dollar I will. Good luck, I guess?
Tybalt: Thank you.
Ben: Not that I want you to succeed at all.
And now, the final match for the loser's bracket...one of these two, either Tybalt or Grape, will get a second chance at winning this competition...who will it be?
Tybalt: Ready, Grape?
Grape: One hundred percent.
Tybalt: Then let's get this over with. You serve.
Tybalt: You also tried your best -
Grape: Congrats, Tybalt. You can move up, and I promise I won't be salty. There are still people you have to beat that I know will knock you back down.
Tybalt: Would it be so bad if I won?
Grape: Yes I would scream.
Tybalt: I have never heard you scream, that would be thrilling.
Grape: Don't make me drag you into my bedchambers...kidding! I would never, there's like not a single ounce of sex appeal in your entire body...sorry, it's gross thinking about you in bed with someone.
Tybalt: You could have chosen not to go there.
Grape: I know...but I can't help it sometimes, dude.
Go sit with your fellow winners!
The final four...for this ping pong HOH, jeez, don't worry, I didn't just dump Grape, Ben, Skye & Uno out the window...but one of these four will be the next Head of Household, so I suppose we should find out who, hey?
Our first match is...KT! vs Rebecca.
KT!: I won my last match, so...
Rebecca: So did I.
KT!: Yeah but I'm KT!, you miss the point.
Rebecca: Then it'll be more liberating when I knock down the KT, huh.
Rebecca: Come on, then, famous KT!, show me what you've got.
KT!: Stop it you're making me tense up in anticipation.
Rebecca: That's a terrific end result.
KT!: Noo, it's gotta be fair!
KT!: Haha, you missed!
Rebecca: Dang. I almost hit it too.
KT!: One point to K-to-the-T!
Rebecca: This is only the beginning.
Sometime later...
Rebecca: You played well -
KT!: I thought so too, hehe, thank you!
Rebecca: But, was it enough?
I'm afraid not...
Rebecca: I MOVE TO THE FINAL ROUND BOYS!
KT!: Dang it. You win, you win, I'll just hop on out of here, good luck, I wish I won, I wanted to winnnnn.
Rebecca beats KT!, which means she will compete against either Mysti or Tybalt for the coveted Head of Household title.
And now...we find out who she'll be up against.
Mysti: I was born for ping pong, you know.
Tybalt: I did not know this, care to explain?
Mysti: I was born to two loving parents, they raised me kindly, they raised me to be the very best of the best...and then I came here, walked into this room, and woah! Ping pong! I used to play for fun with my uncle, he beat me a few times but I got my revenge...mwahaha...
Tybalt: Your story of origin does not suggest you were, quote, "born for ping pong", Mysti. Try again.
Mysti: Oh! Did I say born for ping pong? I mean I got bored of ping pong, because it's so easy, so easy to whoop a tiny one like you in it!
Tybalt: I hope you get bored today and forget to jump for the balls.
The match draws to a close...
Who has won?
Tybalt: Mysti.
Mysti: Tyb-danger.
Tybalt: Don't call me that.
Mysti: Good game. You're out.
Tybalt: It was nice to battle. I had my second chance.
Mysti: You indeed did. I hope I can annihilate your friend Rebecca in this next match and watch you slide up onto the block.
Tybalt: Of course, it only makes sense you would target a strong opponent.
See you around, Mysti.
And now, the final round. Here we reach the end of the Head of Household competition, where there can only be one winner. Will it be Rebecca, or will it be Mysti? Girl power, am I right? Sorry - let's focus on the match.
It shall begin. An all-out blood bath.
…kidding, it's just a song about ping pong.
Rebecca: I just beat KT!, you know, and she said it would be incredibly difficult because she won her previous match...must be a luck thing for her.
Mysti: I think you're just not giving her enough credit. Maybe you never have.
Rebecca: This isn't a therapy session -
Mysti: I'm not a therapist. I just want to make sure you're not bullying anyone.
Rebecca: Bullying? I'm not bullying -
Mysti: Bullying...might not have been the best word, but it got the idea sort of there. I don't want you belittling KT! in any way -
Rebecca: She's not stupid, Mysti. She's excitable, and sometimes her excitement means she jumps to grand conclusions.
Rebecca: Ha! You missed the ball...and the point.
Mysti: Yup. I missed.
Rebecca: I'm winning this HoH, Mysti, you won't be able to stop me.
Mysti: You know my side needs it more. I will fight to the death.
Rebecca: What do you know about death! Ha!
Mysti: I know a whole lot give me a pop quiz on the lord of Hell himself right now I'll start my timer.
Rebecca: What was that? Haha.
Mysti: Nothing. I was cleaning the ball with my spit.
I will win.
Rebecca: Head up, Mysti, game's not over yet.
Mysti: Oh I know that. I wouldn't admit it was, if this was the outcome. Neither of us has truly fought for it yet, and the winner of this Head of Household better damn deserve it. Yeah?
Rebecca: One hundred percent.
Mysti: Rebecca...no tears, why are you so upset over this?
Rebecca: I know what will happen now.
Mysti: You don't. You have the chance to make the outcome of this week not be what you fear, believe me.
Rebecca: No. It's set in stone, I can see it.
Mysti: Rebecca, you are the Head of Household. The decision is in your hands, why are you miserable...do you have to make the hardest choice of your game?
Rebecca: Something like that, yeah...
Mysti: Well...you have me to help. I may not have won, but I'm here when you need to chat.
Mysti: You beat me fair and square, celebrate that.
Rebecca: I wish I won this any other time but today.
Mysti: But you fought so hard for this -
Rebecca: I wanted my safety, I guess. If anyone from your side won...who knows, I could've gone home, by some upset. Sure, Skye might've been your target after last week..but -
Rebecca: I fought so hard for my safety but it comes with such a burden. This decision...I'm sorry, it hurts already thinking about.
Mysti: Rebecca -
Rebecca: I should be jumping for joy! But...I...I can't, not with all the thoughts and feelings rolling around in my head like loose change.
Mysti: Remember that we are in a game. Everyone in this house will understand, in the end, when they get sent home. We fight as hard as we can, some win, others lose, but every eviction serves the game. If it must happen, it must happen.
Rebecca: I...I promise I won't evict you...at least not this week.
Mysti: I appreciate that! I really do! And...I can help make the decision easier, if you want me to help...I'm not trying to steal your HoH from under you, just here to help.
Rebecca: I - I wish I could...uh...keep the safety but throw away...throw away the duty, the duty to nominate.
Mysti: Something tells me you know exactly who needs to go home.
You're just worried. I get that.
Mysti: Rebecca doesn't want this HoH, I can tell. The safety is perfect for her, but there's something else beneath the surface that I think I'm pulling at, a little. Maybe she wants to derail her own alliance. Maybe she wants to throw up her entire alliance, if possible, and just evict out whoever is least popular. Maybe not the best plan, that one, you'd be enraging everyone and who would be left to defend you...but as this game ramps up, you have to make big decisions.
And I definitely think hers this week will shake the game.
Rebecca: Hello, HoH room...
Tybalt: Rebecca being the Head of Household is perfect, but nominations are coming up, and after what I've heard from around the house...this could prove to be quite toxic, perhaps. Perhaps not. I have no knowledge of whether she and Skye made up after their fiasco yesterday, but I sure hope so. With our side controlling the house again, we better aim to knock down someone bigger - Devra was our mistake, we became too convinced that a certain someone still aligned with us. We go at Grape, or Mysti, we have to. I told Rebecca all of this.
Rebecca: Welcome, houseguests, to the Nomination Ceremony. I, your Head of Household, Rebecca, have been tasked with nominating two contestants for eviction this week. It is...it is forever daunting, having to choose two people, and this decision did not come easily. None of the six in front of me I can say I dislike, or want to get the hell out of the game - sorry.
Rebecca: But unfortunately I had to make my decision -
Skye: Jesus, get it over with!
Mysti: Skye -
Skye: I'm so impatient over here! Grape, Mysti, you're up for eviction!!
Mysti: Hush your mouth before I call in on a little favour from the lord of Death.
KT!: ...why does he owe you a favour? I'm creeped out.
Skye: Grape, you've been nominated because no one wants you here anymore, you may as well quit, you aren't a thre -
Grape: Shut up, please! I'm sorry - but you aren't the HoH!
Skye: Don't tell me to shut up!
Grape: Don't tell me I'm on the block when it's not your turn to speak!
Don't tell me to quit, either.
Skye: But you should, you know? You haven't won a thing, and you mosey around here with your puppy dog eyes for Ben, who probably doesn't even want you, I mean, he rejects you often enough to show he's only using you for cute awww votes from the audience and his friends...I'm sure this will be over and Ben will dump your ass and go back to his hunk of a boyfriend back home.
Grape: What the hell, Skye -
Rebecca: Order! Order in the court!
Tybalt: Not a court.
Rebecca: I don't care. Everyone shush so I can announce my nominees for the week...and before you slam your mouth open, no, I haven't nominated Mysti and Grape, Skye...I'm trying my best to not get another headache!
...I have decided to nominate...
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Rebecca: You, Skye, and I know I don't have to ramble on why, but -
Skye: You're nominating me for my truth of a speech, right? Was that your next point?
Rebecca: Your speech didn't help your case. But you was a planned nominee, I wasn't allowed to change my nominees mid-ceremony.
Skye: Bull.
Rebecca: ...and I am nominating you, Ben, because we've barely spoken and I haven't seen enough commitment in you yet to the game. Had you fought harder, stronger, in that competion, maybe my decision would have been different...but for now, I am placing you on the block with Skye.
Ben: I'm...I understand...but I wish I could throw a chair. But I won't.
Rebecca: With that, this nomination ceremony is adjourned. If anyone wishes to speak to me about...well...what happened today, please come to see me. But if you choose to start screaming at me, my HoH bedroom locks.
Thank you...
Rebecca: I wish I could have just let the nominations fall to someone else...and I suppose I almost did. But this decision is mine, not Mysti's. We talked, she helped me...but I knew I was making this decision for myself and not just resting back on someone else. Skye is a threat, and I could keep her around for the rest of the season for her vote, but...I don't trust her enough to not throw me away when she wants to. I remember what she did to Carlito.
And Ben...if he goes...the other side will be more vulnerable to be wiped out sooner rather than later.
Skye: She's going to pay, that girl. Sure, we had an explosive conversation, but I assumed that was all it was going to be, explosive and then we'd be apologise and agree that Mysti needs to go. She is the threat that almost had the HoH today and yet...I sit on the block like a burnt duck because Rebecca is, what, worried I'll shoot her with my rifle? We're all ducks, Rebecca, but you are just a quack.
Ben: I get it. Our side needs to go, our side needs to go, we're the threats, but me - I'm not a threat, come on! Maybe I should take it as a compliment to be nominated...but at the same time, I'm probably just a pawn, up against Skye. I will fight hard to not go home, but...I should have the numbers, I swear if I don't - no. I have Grape. I have Mysti, right? I'm not going home this week.
Grape: We'll get through this, Ben.
Ben: We better. I don't want to be gone this week, certainly not with Skye on the block with me.
Grape: You have my vote...as long as you still want it.
Ben: Don't tell me you think Skye spouted any truth.
Grape: I have no clue what you'll do when this show ends -
Ben: Don't you trust me?
Grape: I...I do...but...sometimes you do turn me down, sometimes you act like it's a chore keeping up with me, and I don't want to be that burden on you.
Ben: You are not a burden, Grape.
Grape: I hope not. I mean, sometimes I can be a little annoying, I guess, and if you don't want me to be flirty all the time I don't have to...I'm not even flirty all the time, really, but...sorry, I just don't want what Skye said to become true.
Ben: I don't have some hunk back home, aha.
Grape: I mean you could I wouldn't know.
Ben: I promise. Me? With a secret hunk? That's hilarious!!
Grape: Not completely unbelievable.
Ben: Mhmm, what can I say? I'm adorable and loveable!
Grape: Ain't that the truth.
Ben: Wait...I have an idea. I'll be right back.
Grape: Oh - okay. Come back soon!
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Ben: Aww, come here Uno, let papa Benny give you hugs.
Uno: *meow*
Ben: That's right, it's kisses time.
Grape: Awww, you brought Uno! Our baby!
Ben: My baby...hehe, not yours at all!
Grape: Wow. I can't believe you, cutting me out of the family like that!
Ben: Hehe.
Ben: I'll miss Uno the most, I think, if I get evicted this week -
Grape: Not surprising, aha -
Ben: Let me finish...you, I'll get to see you again after this, but Uno...who knows, he might go to another family, or stay here for next season...you just never know. I'll miss him.
Grape: Yeah. Who knows where he'll go.
Ben: There you go, big guy, go run off and play somewhere.
Grape: You won't be leaving this week. I promise. You'll have plenty of time to spend with me, and...and with Uno, of course.
Ben: I really really hope so.
KT!: Rebecca! Are you alright?
Rebecca: I'm fine.
KT!: You don't seem fine...is this about the nominees?
Rebecca: Of course it's about the nominees. I'm just going outside, KT.
KT!: Do you want me to come with? We can talk -
Rebecca: I'd rather be alone, thanks.
KT!: Are you sure? I want to -
Rebecca: I just want the quiet of night, KT, please.
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Welcome back, folks! It's a new day in the Two Houses house, and tensions are flaring as the next eviction nears. Who will place seventh - will it be Ben or Skye? Find out soon. But first...let's check back in on the contestants. After an explosive nomination ceremony that left current Head of Household Rebecca shaken, what will happen next?
Skye: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
And there we have it, folks. That's what's been happening.
And that's how Sue c's it.
Mysti: Top of the mornin' to ya, Grapey.
Grape: Mysti! Play a game with me?
Mysti: Not right now, my wine friend. I've gotta go shower this sweat off me, I'm really working up a stink in the gym lately, for some reason. Guess you could call it a post-death hobby.
Grape: Suit yourself! I'm absolutely destroying the other team, anyway.
Mysti: You are playing against yourself, Grapey.
Mysti: Mornin', Skyeee.
Skye: Hey there, Mysti. My, you smell. You wreak.
Mysti: Why thank you.
Skye: Off to the shower then?
Mysti: Yup. See ya!
Skye: I'd have to check in on her status when we leave the house - oh.
Grape: ...that could be this week for you.
Skye: Let's not worry over that. I - I know it pains you, Grape, but -
Grape: Serial killers fascinate you, I remember. It was...strange, being friends with her. Allies. The whole time I was kept alive so she could stay hidden, in a way. Because I trusted her. I'm a real idiot, Skye.
Skye: She was charismatic, they usually are. The ones that do it over time, rather than at random. The ones that blend in. You learn to trust them, like cult leaders, like religious leaders, like presidents. Some of them.
Grape: There...there will always be someone trusting a president.
Skye: You are right.
But with...with her...she had to pretend she was the same as you. A regular Hansel.
Grape: Fool me once.
Skye: She fooled you twice though, right?
Grape: Purple fudge. She did.
Fool me twice. Shame on me. Shame on me.
Grape: But that's in the past, the memory is behind me - I'm moving forward, and I have been. I'm sorry, Skye...I just don't want to talk about her anymore.
Skye: Oh, that's okay, Grape...if I have other questions, maybe I'll pester Mysti.
Grape: The wound is, uh...deeper for her, too.
Skye: I wonder if she'll tell me how she came back.
Mysti: I made a deal with the devil, I thought that was clear.
Grape: Mysti! You scared me.
Mysti: Oh. That was part of the deal. I have to terrorise normal human beings. It's why I starred in some many horror movies after I came back. Under a different name, obviously.
Skye: Fascinating.
Mysti: See ya, peeps.
Skye: She is so strange. I've gotta step back out of serial killer-obsessed brain and get back in this game, or else you're gonna beat me. Literally.
Grape: Right. You're on the block -
Skye: Can't we go one conversation without it coming up?
There must be some sort of test we failed multiple times today...
Grape: We lost the game?
Skye: No, never, it is always still happening - oh. I understand. The game.
Ben: Fuck you guys.
Grape: Ben - what the?
Ben: I thought about the game in forever.
Skye: Now that is foolish, that is probably why you are a floater and cannot win a single challenge - oh, wait, he is still talking about The Game. Fascinating.
Ben: EVERYTHING IS FASCINATING TO YOU!
Grape: Hey - Ben...it's okay.
Skye: The boy did give me an idea on how to win.
Grape: I don't know if you're in the right position to think about winning, Skye, you're on the chopping block this week -
Skye: I scored another point. I win.
Grape: Oh you're right. You meant the game of foosball. So many games going on right now, I'm getting kerfuffled.
Skye: Good game, Grape.
Grape: Indeed, it was, congrats. If you can pull something like that off this week - you'll have another week under your belt. But you're in a sticky spot.
Skye: I don't suppose I have any chance with your vote.
Grape: Oh I doubt it.
Skye: Rematch?
Grape: Let's do this thing. I want to win this time.
Skye: If I crush this game again, can I count on your vote?
Grape: My game has changed much since The Locomotive. But I haven't caved in to listen to bribes or competitive deals, Skye.
Bring it on.
Hello there, Uno. No clue why he chose to sleep here of all places - but perhaps he is an honorary nominee? NEVER. Uno will not be leaving until a winner is crowned. He will be sitting on the lap of said winner.
Uno will choose the winner.
Now that is a twist no one saw coming.
Keep on napping, Uno. I would never put so much stress on you. You lazy, lazy cat. Keep snoozing, as we check back in on the contestants.
Tybalt: Ben. You haven't came and talked to me yet.
Ben: I know what you'll say, Tybalt. Ain't much of a need to bother trying to be friends with you.
Tybalt: You don't know me, Ben. That is harsh.
Ben: I know your friends, Tybalt. A plague on your house.
Tybalt: No need to be so angered and frustrated, Ben.
Ben: It isn't a fun feeling being nominated, but you wouldn't know much, would you, not-a-threat-at-all Tybalt?
Tybalt: You make quick instinctual decisions, don't you?
Imagine if you just made the connections.
Ben: Would it be a fairy tale with you?
Ben: Would it?
Tybalt: Why, we should move this conversation to the lounge and we can talk through this, start to properly get to know one another, Ben?
Ben: So I give more information to the enemy in their plot to evict me this week?
Ben: I don't think so.
Tybalt: If that is the way you will be - I will bite.
Ben: Oooh, I'm so scared. Ha.
Tybalt: Stop underestimating me, Ben. I am not a threat to you, is it? I am just a weakling who just has some clones to replace him every time he fails to survive murders, Tybalt always getting himself in trouble? Ha.
Tybalt: You will find the tables can turn on you, Ben.
Ben: Without your leader, how will you survive?
Tybalt: Skye is not my leader.
Ben: I never said it was Skye alone. I'd have thought your side of the house was strong. But everything seems to be falling.
Tybalt: I hope you have a good day. Goodbye, Ben.
Ben: Walk away then, Tybalt.
Tybalt: I want to talk to you, Ben. Listen to that and come find me.
Ben: Are you a quest in a video game? You must be optional.
Tybalt: See you on eviction day, then.
Ben: Why are you talking to yourself, Ben?
Why are you asking yourself questions?
Nevermind.
Grape: Everything okay?
Ben: Just stressed. That's all.
Grape: Are you sure, Ben? You look...more than that, really. Like there's plenty on your mind but stress is the easiest thing to blame.
Ben: Stress is an umbrella, Grape, and I'm protected from the rain because of it...somehow.
Ben: I'll be fine.
Grape: Are you sure you don't want to talk about it? You walked up to me...I assumed it was to talk about something, not to just pass me by after you say hi. Ben?
Ben: I had a strange conversation with Tybalt earlier, it left me feeling...I don't know, it's fine, I'm okay.
Grape: You seem less angry now at least.
Ben: I'm a hothead, Grape, I know.
Grape: It's a good thing. It's good for looking forward. Though - I want to think everything will be fine for us this week. Just don't piss everyone off.
Ben: I try not to! Haha.
Ben: KT! Hey there.
KT!: It feels too dark in here, doesn't it?
Ben: A little bit, yeah. How are you?
KT!: I feel too shadowy. I need bigger brighter lights, and cameras. I'm kidding. There are cameras! Hehe.
Ben: That is true.
KT!: Where were you headed, Ben?
Ben: Oh, nowhere! Really, nowhere. Just thought I'd go for a walk and then - hey, it's KT! Yay! What about yourself?
KT!: I gotta pee! But I can hold it in, I've gotten better at it, with tours and meet-and-greets and The Mole and everything.
Ben: Well - I should let you go, but I wanted to chat first! Surprise! I did have an intention after all!
KT!: Benny! No, no you didn't, that's not possible! Haha.
Ben: I just...I wanted to know -
KT!: You wanted to know? You wanted to know?!
Ben: Oh, I was just wondering what the plan was for dinner - I'm kidding. I want to know who you plan to vote for, of course.
KT!: You, silly! Of course!
Ben: Oh - good.
KT!: You have no need to stress! Oh, and dinner - ask Rebecca, she's cooking. HOH control and all.
Rebecca: Hey there you two.
Mysti: Rebecca. How are things with you? Grape and I were just headed outside for a little bit, get some fresh air.
Rebecca: Oh that sounds great. Can I talk to you for a moment, Mysti?
Grape: I'll go on outside. We'll talk later too, Rebecca.
Rebecca: Of course, Grape, of course - don't worry, I'm not turning Mysti to the dark side. Not at all.
Grape: That doesn't sound ominous.
Rebecca: Grape! I'm not even on the dark side!
Grape: Ahh...fair.
Rebecca: Okay, I did want to talk, that part is true too.
As you know, Skye used to be an ally - but things that came up have made me reconsider. But moving forward - I need allies. I won't die without fighting, you know that, you do the same.
Mysti: Your side continues to try turning me away from the people -
Rebecca: The ones you keep protecting but get nothing in return?
You can see which side of the house has power, if not numbers.
Mysti: My argument would have logic too - I get rid of Skye this week and then it's just you and Tybalt on a raft.
Rebecca: And KT!.
Mysti: Right.
Rebecca: Mysti. You're teamed with a cutesy couple that won't hesitate to remove you from the game come final three - next to me, it's woman vs woman.
Mysti: You drop your friends awful easily -
Rebecca: I haven't dropped my friends -
Mysti: "I nominate you, Skye".
Rebecca: It's a game, Mysti. Skye is a threat I don't know if I could beat in the final two - you and I, on the other hand, it's every woman for herself at the end. We fight for the guns and the bullets come at both of us.
Mysti: For someone that barely knows me, you sure trust in me.
Rebecca: Trust is, uh, a tricky thing for me, has been in the past, I'll just lead you with that...but I promise you I'm not shooting you in the foot.
If anything - I'll shoot myself if teaming with you backfires.
Mysti: All this gunfire talk...
Skye: KT! Can we talk?
KT!: Oh uh duh! But may we? Now that is a question!
Skye: KT. I need to turn to you. I also need you to turn around.
KT!: Hehe. Okay!
Rebecca: Is that a "I'm onboard, withdraw the anchor" from you?
Mysti: You gotta give a girl a few hours, 'kay?
Rebecca: That'll give me a few hours to plan our moves from this week - it should be obvious I want Skye gone, I practically burst it out just before. Ben isn't a threat to me, we can knock him out next week.
Mysti: Why not Grape, hypothetically, in your little plan?
Rebecca: Hmm...now that's the thinking I like.
Mysti: You wanna keep Tybalt around for a while, obviously, but what, winning against him would be too easy?
Rebecca: I don't know if I'd say that - haha. He's a cheery guy, he's a good friend, but facing him in the finale....I don't know. Something about it, to me, screams "boring"...expected. You and I are two of the strongest competitors this season - doesn't it make sense that we'd be in the final two?
Mysti: The strongest actually there at the end -
Rebecca: Not just fan favourites.
Rebecca: Can you imagine how boring a final two between you and, say, Grape would be? His boyfriend, if that's a legitimate romance, would vote him - you'd get my vote, but the others? They'd barely care at all. Ha.
Mysti: How do I know this isn't just your shot at winning?
Rebecca: If it is - I'm shooting it, aren't it?
Mysti: You bring up some valid points, Rebecca.
Rebecca: Think on it. The eviction is coming up, think about that too. Absolutely no stress.
Mysti: I just wanna finish this drink first. Priority number one.
Rebecca: Of course. Of course.
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Skye: Grape!
Grape: Hello there, Skye. How are things?
Skye: Well - oh, you know. I won't dance around it - it's not a bonfire, it's not a dead body, or a whole horde of them burning on a bonfire serial-killer style. Although - would fit more in line with mass-plague/influenza outbreak.
Grape: How can I help you, Skye?
Skye: I want to sway you to keep me around.
Grape: Do you know who you're talking to? Did you hit your head?
Skye: No, I did not - I wear this hat for fashion!
Grape: As cheesy as you probably view it, I'm not evicting out Ben.
Skye: I'm a bright red tomato and you still will not budge?
Grape: You are a threat, Skye. You evicted my friend, Devra.
Skye: As a part of the game, Grape.
Grape: Exactly. We're playing a game. You are a threat.
Skye: You know who to call when you are defeated, Grape.
Grape: I will call you, invite you out for lunch, maybe do some shopping - you can help me pick out a hat?
Skye: I don't want to scramble here -
Grape: Talk to the others, Skye. You might be able to sway them - just not me.
Grape: It's better for my game to keep around my allies - Ben is one of them, you're just turning to me with your behind on the line.
Skye: I promise you I am serious about teaming. Rebecca is firmly against me now - and she will want you gone next.
Grape: Then let her enter the ring and fight me.
Rebecca: Gosh, Skye is doomed.
With the eviction nearing, the contestants are gearing up to say goodbye to yet another - and who will it be, in the end of things? Ben or Skye? Tensions are flaring up, stress is implanting itself on everyone, and no one is sure of their future as the game becomes more and more entertaining for its audience - but surely there must be relaxation to be had...
Indeed. This time in the house is not always horribly stressful.
KT!: Mysti mist!
Mysti: Ah! KT!, what's up? How are you hanging?
KT!: I'm not hanging, silly! Heh, I'm doing good, I think, it feels good to have another week of sitting back and weighing options and uh...not winning challenges, sad face.
Mysti: You'll win next time...is what my agents used to tell me at award shows. Always you'll win next time, never I'll go change their minds with money...
KT!: Hehe.
Mysti: I haunted them for a few months though. It was fun to just throw around their expensives or float an urn of ashes as if it was an award.
KT!: Oh you're serious - oh my!
Mysti: It gets very boring otherwise.
Sorry. Did ya wanna talk, miss KT?
KT!: I...I'm still so startled! Hehe.
But...what was happening between you and Rebecca?
Mysti: Why? Did it look like something bad was going on?
KT!: It looked very hush hush.
Mysti: She wanted to know where I'm standing this week, and in the game overall. She seems to think you're loyal to her.
KT!: She does?! Uh oh.
Mysti: I think she might notice you're slipping away, but she doesn't want to believe it's true, she wants to think you'll side with her in the end and that you're just a softie - but we don't have to let her win.
KT!: What can we even do?
Mysti: I have an idea.
Mysti: Rebecca has power this week, and she'll get rid of Skye or Ben - obviously we've gotta knock down Skye, even in the chance they'll rekindle things after this week. The numbers will be on our side - but that next HOH is crucial. We just gotta beat Tybalt.
KT!: Easier said than done!
Mysti: Rebecca will be vulnerable next week, but going after her might not be wisest....we might want to bring down her support system so she's even weaker and wants to fall back on us. She's already come to me looking to jump ship.
KT!: Why not just nominate them both next week?
Mysti: That's likely. But keeping around Tybalt is boring.
KT!: He is very silent and...not-Rebecca.
Mysti: Once those two are gone eventually, we'll be fighting it out amongst ourselves - the ultimate battle. You're one of us now, KT, if you agree on all this.
KT!: I'd sleep in Devra's old bed if I could!
Mysti: Yeah...they haven't changed the sheets, I'd say maybe not.
KT!: Ew. They do ours weekly.
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Mysti: Hi. I'm Mysti. Do you have rectangles cutting the space around you, like me? Are you tired of being tired? Do you poop out at parties? Allow me to introduce to you - reality television. It doesn't remove these things - frankly, it only makes them worst. But there's a 1/16 chance you'll go home much much richer - now that's something to sleep about.
Skye: Hello again, Grape.
Grape: Skye - don't try to guilt me again.
Skye: I would never. I have never.
Grape: "Keep me around Grape I'll go loco crazy at home."
Skye: I never said that -
Grape: Roll back the tapes -
Skye: I never said it!
Grape: Yeah I know haha, I'm just messing! It's very stressful being in this house - I need to have fun somehow.
Skye: Maybe I will vote for Ben at the eviction after all.
Grape: You can't vote -
Skye: "Yeah I know haha, I'm just messing!"
Grape: Oh - ahaha, funny.
Skye: Hey over there Rebecca.
Rebecca: Hey, Skye.
Rebecca: All should be going to plan, Two Houses voice man. Skye is on thin ice here in the house and everyone can see I've made the right move putting her up on the block this week - I just hope that she doesn't flip the boat when she's stumbling out the door - but she shouldn't, yeah? She's a mature adult, she can understand this is a game and her time is up. That's the way it should be seen, voice in the sky man. Her time is up.
*buzzer sounds*
Grape: Anyway - as I was saying, I was commissioned to do a piece a few weeks before I came onto this show, and she was a huge huge reality show fan, and I mentioned some of the other reality stars I've met - and she asked me, she said, have you met people from Abnormality like Carlito and Skye and...and...others, but I'll be able to message her back once I leave here and say "I wonder if Skye will agree to meet you!"
Skye: Hmm...she likes art, does she?
Tybalt: Who has an interest in art?
Grape: Oh, hey Tybalt! I was just talking about a friend of mine - well, I guess she's a friend now, we really hit it off when I was talking to her about what she wanted out of the art and what parts of my style she liked, that sort of things.
Tybalt: Ah yes - well, I'm just passing through.
Grape: You know she probably wouldn't complain about meeting Tybalt too -
Tybalt: I'm not some celebrity -
Skye: He always says this, he's just a man that survived a psycho killer on a train. Again, serial killers, fascinating.
Grape: I've turned my...unfortunate experience...into an opportunity.
Skye: And you're doing a mighty fine job with it.
Grape: I...I can't stop thinking about my past lately, while I think about...why I'm here, why I can be called a veteran...
Skye: Best to not dwell on it.
Grape: Why did people willingly watch my friends die?
Skye: Well, you know I'm here to listen and support you, Grape. I know the ins and outs, I know what must be done to cleanse a soul of the bad serial killer vibes. If you keep me here...
Grape: You'll wash away my pain?
Skye: Of course.
Grape: That's...a nice attempt, Skye. Good one.
KT!: How was your workout, Mysti? hehe
Mysti: It was good, as good as expected - I see Rebecca is stalking you like a crazed fan. Ha. I'm just kidding. Did you two want to chat?
Rebecca: We did, actually. You got a sec?
Mysti: I do, yeah.
KT!: Rebecca and I were just randomly chatting in the hallway and she brought up your earlier chat apparently for some reason I can't even remember how she brought it up! but she did and anyway we had ideas.
Rebecca: Yeah that's the gist of it. Mysti?
Mysti: Hmm? What are your ideas?
And you want to include KT in this?
Rebecca: I'll admit I was hesitant at first, because I've noticed she's...well, our side is not as strong as it used to be, that's for sure. But an all female final three is what needs to happen. Just for...ratings.
KT!: Yeah! Totally! For ratings! Because apparently I'm not enough!
Mysti: It's interesting...sorry, I'm stretching.
Mysti: What's our eviction order? What are we thinking?
KT!: Skye this week, silly!
Mysti: One of us has to win next time, basically?
KT!: I'm a competition beast!!
Rebecca: You two are strong competitors, and the others...haven't really won much of anything so far, except saving themselves from the block. The week after - I'll win again, we'll keep the pattern rolling.
KT!: It's foolproof!
Mysti: It's gonna hurt so much to vote out Grape.
Rebecca: It's fine. We can keep him around long enough that he thinks he's good with you - and as friends, he will be. But this is a game, remember?
KT!: You win some, you lose some!
Mysti: Yeah - okay. And you're completely on board with this, KT?
KT!: Oh for sure! I don't even want to go against one of the guys at the end! Girl power!
Mysti: I'm glad to hear it.
KT!: As I said...win some, lose some, they have to understand that.
Rebecca: So the plan is in motion then. Choo choo. Sorry. That was, wow, not something I ever really say, I think I'm still on my high from winning the HoH this week. Anyway!
Mysti: Go take a nice relaxing bath and prepare for the ceremony, Rebecca.
Rebecca: I will, I will, yeah.
Rebecca: You two know who to vote out this week, and you know to push hard for the next challenge. If someone else wins - at least we haven't broken our ties yet. Our only mistake will be keeping Skye in...
KT!: She's totally gone this week, yeah, Mysti?
Rebecca: I would say so.
KT!: Mysti?
Mysti: I need a shower.
But yeah. Skye goes home. No question about that.
Ben: Mysti, KT!, I just passed Rebecca. What was she in here about?
Mysti: Should we?
KT!: We can trust Ben, I think so!
Mysti: Rebecca has formed a final-three alliance with the two of us. She wants to get rid of either Tybalt or you next, depending on who wins the next challenge.
Ben: Can't say I'm surprised.
Mysti: I don't know how long we can keep her around. Best case - you or Grape win next week. We need to keep our options open.
KT!: 100%!
Ben: You know I try my best, always and forever.
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Rebecca: Skye. Hey.
Skye: Oh, Rebecca. Hello there. Traitor.
Rebecca: Okay - do you want to talk?
Skye: I would love to.
Skye: Out here seems best. Right by the door, in case anyone tries to come near us and interrupt, and I can slam them away.
Rebecca: Seems a bit aggressive -
Skye: Targeting your ally does too, doesn't it?
Rebecca: I can nominate who I want, Skye -
Skye: That doesn't give you the shot at getting rid of an ally just because you have one argument and suddenly realise "oh boy I'm friends with someone that's stronger than me oh no". Rebecca, we're barely into the merge.
Rebecca: But we are in the merge. This is where big moves are made.
Skye: I see that, I see your point. But you threw me straight under the bus knowing there would be absolutely no way the other side of the house would turn around and keep me. They're so loyal to their doggy Ben they'd give him his own two-storey doghouse with air conditioning if they could.
Rebecca: Skye -
Skye: Oh it is just a game, I am aware.
Rebecca: You can't act like you value loyalty and friendship so much more and wouldn't do the same - I can't recall your season of Abnormality perfectly, but I don't remember Skye, runner-up Skye, being the vision of not making game-moves.
Skye: Nominating a friend out of the blue because of one argument is not a game move.
Rebecca: Who said it was from just that one argument?
Skye: I admire that you think I'm a threat.
Rebecca: You make strong moves and have a good competition game strategy. Wait...I can't believe I didn't think of it...you voted out your old pal Carlito this season.
Skye: He was from the other side. I can't trust that.
Rebecca: Right.
Skye: Okay, hah, so maybe things have been reversed in a way in the past, but things here are different, Becky! We're in a committed alliance!
Rebecca: Why'd you call me Becky all the sudden? Seems random, haha.
Skye: I don't know!! It just flew out like that!
SHOOT ME! Haha.
Rebecca: I'd be real worried if I tried to shoot you the bullet would spin right around and hit me in the eye with your metal-bending skills you probably have, mutant super-villain.
Skye: Harsh.
Rebecca: You're the one yelling at me! Hah.
Skye: You are...not wrong there, Rebecca.
I can come across sometimes as the villain. Blame it on how I play the game sometimes, or my extensive research into serial killers, or my parents or something, I'm sure I have a deep-seeded backstory buried inside of me that you don't need right now - my point is...I thought we were closer.
Rebecca: Skye, it's a -
Skye: Game, I know!!! You're hilarious!
Rebecca: Skye. I'm just trying to play the best way I can, to keep myself in the game for as long as possible. I do not want to be sitting there beside you in the end.
Skye: You really think I'll beat you -
Grape: Oh - sorry, ladies.
Rebecca: Go on -
Skye: What?
Rebecca: Go on, slam the door in his face and do your stuff, Skye.
You know you want to.
Grape: Oh - sorry, too late, I've moved on. Maybe next time?
Skye: I am not that cruel - see you, Grape.
Grape: Yeah. See ya.
Rebecca: But you understand my logic, Skye, I'm sure of that. This is a game, as much as saying that resurrects the cringe fairy. I want to get to the end - and knocking you down and making friends with the majority will help me.
Skye: You think the others will trust you?
Rebecca: They see how powerful I can be.
Skye: I just warn you, Rebecca.
Rebecca: I don't need your warning.
Skye: You're on the outs. If you'd kept me around - maybe a final three with you in it would have been possible.
Rebecca: You're not a seer, Skye. Be gone!
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KT!: Oh hey Grapey!
Grape: Good evening, miss KT! How are things in here?
KT!: It's very warm - which is perfect. I need the warmth right now to burn off the bad spirits of lately - hehe.
Grape: I guess I came to the right place then.
KT!: Is something troubling you too? Aww no. We really do know the world is ending if someone so bright and purpley is suddenly down and under. Down under. I miss Australia.
Grape: Yeah - I've got a couple things on my mind tonight.
KT!: Don't we all! This place is stressful!!
Grape: It is. I've just...started thinking too long term.
KT!: Live in the moment, mister! What's so exciting about the future? Isn't it riddled with death and plague and destruction, like the news says?
Grape: Uh - yeah, it is, you're right!
KT!: Of course I am! I'm a seer - just kidding, I'm just chirpy like a bird.
One sec.
Grape: I know I can't just avoid the future forever. It knocks on the door every single day for me, constantly telling me I need to think, think, think about what I'm doing and where I'm going - do I like where I'm heading?
KT!: Ask yourself very quickly then - do you?
Grape: I...I want to think parts of it, yeah.
Am I a horrible person for having doubts? I don't think so...
KT!: But what are you having doubts about? Sorry I'm just a really curious person, hehe. You can talk to me if you need to!
Grape: I know I can. Thank you, KT! Talking helps.
KT!: What are you having doubts about? Your work?
Grape: No...not my work. I'm worried...maybe the stuff with Ben is just an in-house thing. Maybe there's no future there after all...
Tybalt: Hey there, Grape.
Grape: Ooh this is interesting, a rotating cast in the hot tub.
Enjoy your shower, KT!
KT!: You know I will!
Tybalt: Mind if I join you?
Grape: Hop on in, we don't spend much time together at all.
You're not going to shank me under the water are you?
Tybalt: You do not know me at all, do you?
Grape: I know we both somehow survived serial killers.
Tybalt: Somehow, yes.
Grape: If you call standing awkwardly behind me "joining"...it's kinda creepy, Tybalt, I feel like you're staring at my back trying to find any stray hairs or scars or something.
Tybalt: Oh, my apologies. One second.
Grape: Yeah come on, my neck's getting sore, haha.
Grape: It's like you're worried I'll shank you instead -
Tybalt: I am not worried of that. Just - slow.
Grape: I won't try to make a move either.
You're safe, boyo.
Tybalt: I do think it is a good idea we sit down and chat - in a hot tub is a strange place for that to be, but we've both got time, don't we?
Grape: I'm not too tired yet.
Tybalt: Good lord it is hot in here.
Grape: Burns away the spirits. The bad ones - not our friends.
Tybalt: I won't start on about the game straight away - I am sure you are tired out from Skye beating you down with her attempts to stay. I would love to see the day with her remaining - but I am a realistic sort.
Grape: I can't keep her in - I'm sure you're aware.
Tybalt: Thus - we circle around that and bury it.
I would like to get to know you better.
Another day ends in the Two Houses merge house...so the One House house. As a new day dawns, eviction lingers...with every hour, Skye or Ben is that bit closer to packing their bags and saying goodbye for good. At least until the finale. When they return as part of the jury.
Another day is dawning, folks, let's keep paying attention...
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Rebecca: Something smells horrid - it's not the food, right?
Ben: It's the tea. Someone left it in the machine overnight and I guess it's gone off, does that work, it's definitely something in that tea machiney -
Rebecca: Okay. Thank god. I'm too hungry to make more food.
Ben: That's fair.
Uno: meow.
Ben: Unooo, what's wrong?
Rebecca: Is he okay, lil kitty?
Ben: I think he's a little scared of something. Uno?
What's up, little man?
Rebecca: I hope he's okay.
Ben: He's calming down already. Just startled, hey buddy.
Uno: meow
Rebecca: Poor thing.
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In the bathroom...
Ben: Back off, Skye, we get it!
Skye: Calm your farm, Benny boy.
Ben: Why'd you call Rebecca in here anyway? Just to launch at her again? She's just trying to eat, not in the bathroom either - yeah, ew, even the air in here must be ew.
Skye: No, I did not invite her to chat in the bathroom and turn said chat into an argument - I didn't even realise she had food. I just wanted to check in -
Ben: Holy moly you're red.
Skye: I can't explain that!
Ben: I...I think Rebecca deserves an apology.
Ben: And not some half-assed "I'm sorry" you hear from little kids, tell her you like you mean it and give her some space - it seems like ever since this nomination you just keep bumping right into her, like when Grape saw the two of you awkwardly standing near the door yesterday.
Rebecca: Oh - what else did he say about that?
Ben: Not important - Skye needs to own up to how much she's been attacking you, and everyone in this house.
Ben: Rebecca has the power and control this week, she can do what she wants, you don't get to belittle her for not honouring your friendship and keep you around as an ally, she wants to make her decisions!
Rebecca: Ben - you can stop now -
Ben: Skye hasn't said anything yet!
Skye: I...I didn't intend to harass her today -
Ben: What, it just spilled out on accident then?
Skye: The pair of you coaxed it out of me.
Ben: I don't think you can put the blame on us. You don't have to say things if you don't want to say them, or know you shouldn't.
Rebecca: Can we...can we just table this?
Ben: I still haven't heard an apology!
Skye: Alright! Alright! I'm sorry, I am incredibly sorry!
Ben: Thank you...sorry I had to yell.
Rebecca: I have to make myself like a wall between the two of you. We don't need to make such a big deal out of this - one of you will be evicted today, remember that, and the decision is not yet final.
Skye: That is indeed true.
Ben: We know where the dead fish rots.
Rebecca: I don't want to talk to either of you between now and the eviction, when I must force myself to look at your faces...I appreciate that you stood up for me, Ben, but I can do that for myself. I'm an adult, I handle things.
I hope you both cool off, maybe take a lap in the pool, and good luck today.
Skye: I think perchance you could be going today.
Ben: How? Rebecca doesn't have a vote.
Skye: If the vote does in fact come down to a tie...my chances aren't so shabby anymore. Ha. Good luck, Ben.
Ben: Fuck you're annoying.
Skye: Excuse you.
Ben: Go away, Skye, you're frustrating.
Skye: Very mature.
Rebecca: Morning, Tybalt.
Tybalt: Tell Benjamin to yell quieter next time. Please.
Rebecca: I told him not to yell at all, next time.
Tybalt: I need another year or so of sleep.
The eviction looms overhead like these clouds...will the result be expected, or come out of the blue? How will our contestants vote, knowing the rest of the game will ultimately be impacted by who leaves out those doors today?
Let's keep tuned...
Skye: Can we talk, Rebecca?
Rebecca: Directly going against what I said earlier...but sure, take a seat.
Skye: I won't take too much of your time. I swear by it.
Rebecca: Then get right to what you have to say, Skye.
Rebecca: Every minute is just that much closer to this house being that much emptier, you know.
Skye: I know that. I know one of us, Ben or I, will be gone today. I know you probably no matter what lean towards it being me. I just - I do not want us to end on a throat-strangulation note.
Skye: We've been a team of sorts for a while now - I would hate to feel, even though you are taking out your threat, that things between us are crushed and mass-murdered.
Rebecca: You know I don't hate you -
Skye: I know. Let us keep it that way.
Mysti: I wonder what those two are chatting about...
KT!: What did Skye have to say?
Rebecca: She'll understand if it's her going this week.
KT!: She wasn't just saying that so you don't angrily tell everyone to get rid of her? Reverse psychology...is that what that is?
Rebecca: No...she just doesn't want bad blood.
Grape: We're still on track, yeah?
Mysti: Not much has changed in the past few days - except it feels like it has. Just from appearances. But you and I are strong, and this eviction will go as planned. What we talked about when the nominations were finalised.
Grape: You know I'll never not trust you, Mysti.
Mysti: Then make sure you don't believe every word out of my mouth when company is around. Mysti's gotta do some lying.
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It is eviction time. After the vote is cast, one more contestant will be evicted, and they will join the jury as we move closer and closer towards that inevitable finale. Tonight is like every eviction - crucial to your game, no matter where you sit. One more player gone could mean you suffer or you prevail - so the choice is in the hands of the four who aren't sitting on the block or in the HOH chambers...how will they vote?
It's Skye vs Ben tonight...one will saying goodbye to the Merge House.
Who will it be?
Skye?
Ben?
Both?
Neither?
Who can say?
Contestants. It's time to vote.
Mysti: Good luck to the nominees.
KT!: Yeah! Best of luck!
Ben and Skye cannot vote...
and as usual our current HOH, Rebecca, cannot either.
So the decision comes down to Tybalt, Grape, KT! and Mysti.
The chance of a tie is possible.
In that case, Rebecca would decide who leaves the house.
Let the voting commence.
Tybalt and Skye were in the first house together, so a connection between them has likely formed quite strongly...but will he support his friend the Head of Household?
Tybalt: I will keep this short tonight. I vote to evict Ben from the house. Skye deserves to stay in the game.
Grape sits on the exact opposite side of the house - he is quite close to Ben, but with his recent doubts, will he decide to flip on his ally?
Grape: I vote to evict Skye this week. Why keep her over Ben? Why get rid of Ben...fudge. But I don't know. Shush, Grape. Skye goes home this week.
Thank you. Bye.
Grape: Good luck in there, KT!
KT!: I gotta be quick, I gotta be quick, I need to peeeeee!
Grape: Oh gosh you better be quick!
KT!: IvotetoevictSkyebecausesheneedstogo - I need to pee!
Can she repeat that, but slower?
KT!: I vote to evict Skye. Sorry. She's a threat.
Please let me pee now.
The current vote is 2-1. Mysti's vote will now decide whether the vote is drawn at a tie and Rebecca must decide, or if Skye is evicted from the game.
How will she vote?
Let's find out.
Hello Mysti. Please cast your vote to evict.
Mysti: Tonight's vote has been plaguing me all week. Multiple people have come to me with different plans, including the nominees themselves. I can't exactly say who had the best plan, or who offered me the most safety, but I do know this...someone must go home tonight. Two Houses voice man, I cast my vote: I vote to evict Skye from the house. Thank you.
It's official. With a vote of 3-1, Skye has been evicted from the house. In a moment, the news will be broken to the contestants - but for now, let's enjoy this moment of knowing things before they know it. Ahhh.
That time is up - let's reveal the result to the contestants.
CONTESTANTS! The vote has been cast - one of you, Ben, Skye, has been evicted and will say goodbye tonight.
With a vote of 3-1...
Skye. You have been evicted from the One House house. Heh.
Ben: Sorry to see you go, Skye -
Skye: You are not sorry - but thank you, Ben.
You have a unspecified amount of time to say your goodbyes and leave the house, Skye.
Rebecca: It was great getting to know you, Skye. Getting to bond with you - getting to knock you out of the game.
Skye: You're welcome.
Rebecca: I'll see you at the finale. I expect to be accepting your vote.
Skye: We shall see.
Tybalt: I tried to keep you around, Skye.
Skye: I know. I root for you now.
Tybalt: We shall see.
Skye: It has been fun, it has been wild. It has been a time I will not forgot - but a time that is not technically real. I shall see you all at the finale - some of you sooner, when you join me in the jury house. Good luck to you all - may the best two make it to that grand finale. And Mysti?
Mysti: Hmm?
Skye: Good luck.
Mysti: You already said good luck -
Skye: Goodbye, everyone.
And with that, another one bites the metaphorical dust. Skye places seventh overall, joins the jury, and will be at the finale to make that crucial final vote. For now - she can retire to the jury house and watch the rest of the season play out from the comfort of a chair or a sofa or bed. Ah, comfort.
Only six remain. Who will win? And what will happen when we return, very soon, for the very sharp eviction that'll happen in five...
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I hope you're having a fantastic day.
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All that and more as we continue with Two Houses...
Today's competition is simple - head to head battles of ping pong will advance our contestants further and further, until one is crowned the winner in the end. The beginning matches have been randomised, and the losers of each first match will square off for a second chance at the winning title.
First up...
KT!: Ready as I'll ever beeeee, Tybby!
Tybalt: You versus me.
KT!: Hurry up and serve then, jeez! We'll be here all day if you take so long to pick up a ball, silly billy.
Who will win?
Tybalt: I can see it! *he hits the ball back* Incoming!
KT!: I'm not blind either, you know!
Tybalt: ...We, uh, better stop commentating then.
Tybalt: Were you trying to convince me to hand you the win?
KT!: Noooo I'll win fair and square. Definitely.
KT!: Hehe, I will!
KT!: Aww, kitty...guess what, guess what?
Uno: *meow*
KT!: Youuu too! But the best person won.
Tybalt: Easy there, this is all a competition, remember?
KT!: Uh huh! -
Tybalt, having been defeated, will face other losers in the losers bracket, for a chance to return to the winning circle. Chances aplenty, because numbers.
Moving onward!
Rebecca: Bring it on, Grape. I want this win, and no doubt you want it too. What with you being nominated last week, no doubt you're worried. This match will be an all-out fight between us, I bet.
Grape: I promise I won't go easy on you.
Rebecca: I'd hate to win too easily.
Grape: How kind of you!
Rebecca: The kindness now ends. Come on, big guy, fire away.
Grape: Good luck, Rebecca.
Grape: Wouldn't you love that!
Rebecca: I can practically smell the fancy HoH soap.
Rebecca: Only a minor setback, don't you worry. I still have this in the bag.
Grape: What bag? I see no bag?
Rebecca: The bag is my win, and it's coming.
I really tried, you know, to get a good comeback to that.
Grape: Not now, Uno, I've got a game to win!
Uno: *meowww*
Distracted by the cat, Grape misses another shot. Rebecca wins the match.
Grape: Dangit!
No, no, I'm not mad at you at all, Uno. Not at all. I love you, you cute lil cat.
Grape: I have another chance to come back -
Rebecca: True, you can fight for that, but you must fight harder, is all.
Will you win? Who knows. I haven't a clue. But things will be easier for me.
Rebecca: You too. While you aren't on my side of things - we can admit there are sides, of course there are - I have enough good bones in my body to wish you well. If you fight your way back and beat me in the end, I'll accept it, and hope for dear life that you keep my name out of the nominations.
Tybalt: But who would you be thinking?
KT!: Uh...like...Tybalt?
Rebecca: You realise I'm close to him, right?
KT!: Well I only said if, silly! I might win!
Rebecca: And he'd be your target? Interesting...
KT!: You don't get it!
Rebecca: I understand perfectly, KT. You want Tybalt gone.
KT!: I don't want anyone gone!! I like everyone here! But we have to make decisions, Becca, or else we'll be out next week by a guy's hand!
Here comes our final pair-up...
Ben: I wouldn't dream of it.
Mysti: Good, good. Now let's battle, fellow soldier, to death!
Ben: Careful what you wish for...oh gosh sorry about that!
Ben: Oh for sure, you too! Let's end this, soon.
Mysti: I plan on it!!
Ben: Congrats, Mysti. You killed it.
Mysti: I will try my darn best, I promise you that.
This needs to be a win for us, I feel like we said goodbye to Devra too many times and it's burnt us out.
Ben: I would totally love a win for once, yeah.
Mysti: You deserve one, totally!
Ben: Oh yeah! I will! Good luck, Mysti!
Mysti: Yeah! Let's kick butt, you know.
Okay, gotta go!
Grape: Mysti, did you win yours? Terrific!
Mysti: Scoot out of here, Grape, production just told me you're up next in the, uh, you know...loser's bracket.
Grape: Oh yep! I'll get to moving then!
Mysti: Oh!? Interesting...
Rebecca: But on another topic! The losers are gonna be up soon, who do you think is going to be sitting in that final spot for next round?
Mysti: Did you wake up too early today, KT?
KT!: Yes. They told me the HoH started super early. I want bed.
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Skye: I won't waste a second more. Bring it on.
Grape: Come on Skye, let's playyy!
Skye: I came to win, not to play.
Grape: You have to play to win, silly!
Skye: I win. I win to win.
Skye: Try less.
Grape: No. I want to win.
Skye: Try. Less. You. Purple. Baboon.
Grape: Uh...no need for insults...jeez.
Skye: I DEMAND A REMATCH!
Grape: You tried your best, Skye -
Skye: I did not ask for your opinion, but thank you for it, I suppose, now come back and pick up that paddle thingy -
Grape: It's great you got a chance anyhow!
Skye: But I blew it! Ugh.
Grape: You were Head of Household last week at least!
Grape: It feels good to win something, I guess...I'm not commenting on anything else.
Skye: I'm going back to the main part of the house. Bye.
Skye: Tybalt you better win. You better.
Tybalt: I can try, Skye -
Skye: Trying is not enough in this game. We are learning this.
Tybalt: I'm determined and I'm about to win. Shush.
Ben: You look a little red and...hellish.
Tybalt: I look determined and about to win, Ben. Shush.
Tybalt: I have won.
Ben: I can see that, unfortunately.
Well...it was nice to try.
Ben: You bet your bottom dollar I will. Good luck, I guess?
Tybalt: Thank you.
Ben: Not that I want you to succeed at all.
Tybalt: Ready, Grape?
Grape: One hundred percent.
Tybalt: Then let's get this over with. You serve.
Grape: Congrats, Tybalt. You can move up, and I promise I won't be salty. There are still people you have to beat that I know will knock you back down.
Tybalt: Would it be so bad if I won?
Grape: Yes I would scream.
Grape: Don't make me drag you into my bedchambers...kidding! I would never, there's like not a single ounce of sex appeal in your entire body...sorry, it's gross thinking about you in bed with someone.
Tybalt: You could have chosen not to go there.
Grape: I know...but I can't help it sometimes, dude.
Go sit with your fellow winners!
Our first match is...KT! vs Rebecca.
Rebecca: So did I.
KT!: Yeah but I'm KT!, you miss the point.
Rebecca: Then it'll be more liberating when I knock down the KT, huh.
KT!: Stop it you're making me tense up in anticipation.
Rebecca: That's a terrific end result.
KT!: Noo, it's gotta be fair!
Rebecca: Dang. I almost hit it too.
KT!: One point to K-to-the-T!
Rebecca: This is only the beginning.
Rebecca: You played well -
KT!: I thought so too, hehe, thank you!
Rebecca: But, was it enough?
I'm afraid not...
KT!: Dang it. You win, you win, I'll just hop on out of here, good luck, I wish I won, I wanted to winnnnn.
Rebecca beats KT!, which means she will compete against either Mysti or Tybalt for the coveted Head of Household title.
And now...we find out who she'll be up against.
Tybalt: I did not know this, care to explain?
Mysti: I was born to two loving parents, they raised me kindly, they raised me to be the very best of the best...and then I came here, walked into this room, and woah! Ping pong! I used to play for fun with my uncle, he beat me a few times but I got my revenge...mwahaha...
Mysti: Oh! Did I say born for ping pong? I mean I got bored of ping pong, because it's so easy, so easy to whoop a tiny one like you in it!
Tybalt: I hope you get bored today and forget to jump for the balls.
Who has won?
Tybalt: Mysti.
Mysti: Tyb-danger.
Tybalt: Don't call me that.
Tybalt: It was nice to battle. I had my second chance.
Mysti: You indeed did. I hope I can annihilate your friend Rebecca in this next match and watch you slide up onto the block.
Tybalt: Of course, it only makes sense you would target a strong opponent.
See you around, Mysti.
It shall begin. An all-out blood bath.
…kidding, it's just a song about ping pong.
Mysti: I think you're just not giving her enough credit. Maybe you never have.
Rebecca: This isn't a therapy session -
Mysti: I'm not a therapist. I just want to make sure you're not bullying anyone.
Mysti: Bullying...might not have been the best word, but it got the idea sort of there. I don't want you belittling KT! in any way -
Rebecca: She's not stupid, Mysti. She's excitable, and sometimes her excitement means she jumps to grand conclusions.
Mysti: I don't know her enough to say whether that is true or not, or if she just likes being cute, adorable, and grand, so I won't try to overstep. I know things are tough for you right now -
Rebecca: You don't know anything about me.
Mysti: I'm observant...even more so since I...well, anyway, I am. I notice the little things. You seem off recently, which probably explains this focus on KT.
Mysti: Yup. I missed.
Rebecca: I'm winning this HoH, Mysti, you won't be able to stop me.
Mysti: You know my side needs it more. I will fight to the death.
Mysti: I know a whole lot give me a pop quiz on the lord of Hell himself right now I'll start my timer.
Rebecca: What was that? Haha.
Mysti: Nothing. I was cleaning the ball with my spit.
I will win.
Mysti: Oh I know that. I wouldn't admit it was, if this was the outcome. Neither of us has truly fought for it yet, and the winner of this Head of Household better damn deserve it. Yeah?
Rebecca: One hundred percent.
Rebecca: I know what will happen now.
Mysti: You don't. You have the chance to make the outcome of this week not be what you fear, believe me.
Rebecca: No. It's set in stone, I can see it.
Rebecca: Something like that, yeah...
Mysti: Well...you have me to help. I may not have won, but I'm here when you need to chat.
Rebecca: I wish I won this any other time but today.
Mysti: But you fought so hard for this -
Rebecca: I wanted my safety, I guess. If anyone from your side won...who knows, I could've gone home, by some upset. Sure, Skye might've been your target after last week..but -
Mysti: Rebecca -
Rebecca: I should be jumping for joy! But...I...I can't, not with all the thoughts and feelings rolling around in my head like loose change.
Rebecca: I...I promise I won't evict you...at least not this week.
Rebecca: I - I wish I could...uh...keep the safety but throw away...throw away the duty, the duty to nominate.
Mysti: Something tells me you know exactly who needs to go home.
You're just worried. I get that.
And I definitely think hers this week will shake the game.
Mysti: Skye -
Skye: I'm so impatient over here! Grape, Mysti, you're up for eviction!!
Mysti: Hush your mouth before I call in on a little favour from the lord of Death.
KT!: ...why does he owe you a favour? I'm creeped out.
Grape: Shut up, please! I'm sorry - but you aren't the HoH!
Skye: Don't tell me to shut up!
Grape: Don't tell me I'm on the block when it's not your turn to speak!
Don't tell me to quit, either.
Grape: What the hell, Skye -
Tybalt: Not a court.
Rebecca: I don't care. Everyone shush so I can announce my nominees for the week...and before you slam your mouth open, no, I haven't nominated Mysti and Grape, Skye...I'm trying my best to not get another headache!
...I have decided to nominate...
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Skye: You're nominating me for my truth of a speech, right? Was that your next point?
Rebecca: Your speech didn't help your case. But you was a planned nominee, I wasn't allowed to change my nominees mid-ceremony.
Skye: Bull.
Ben: I'm...I understand...but I wish I could throw a chair. But I won't.
Thank you...
And Ben...if he goes...the other side will be more vulnerable to be wiped out sooner rather than later.
Ben: We better. I don't want to be gone this week, certainly not with Skye on the block with me.
Grape: You have my vote...as long as you still want it.
Ben: Don't tell me you think Skye spouted any truth.
Ben: Don't you trust me?
Grape: I...I do...but...sometimes you do turn me down, sometimes you act like it's a chore keeping up with me, and I don't want to be that burden on you.
Ben: You are not a burden, Grape.
Grape: I mean you could I wouldn't know.
Ben: I promise. Me? With a secret hunk? That's hilarious!!
Grape: Not completely unbelievable.
Grape: Ain't that the truth.
Ben: Wait...I have an idea. I'll be right back.
Grape: Oh - okay. Come back soon!
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Uno: *meow*
Ben: That's right, it's kisses time.
Ben: My baby...hehe, not yours at all!
Grape: Wow. I can't believe you, cutting me out of the family like that!
Ben: Hehe.
Grape: Not surprising, aha -
Ben: Let me finish...you, I'll get to see you again after this, but Uno...who knows, he might go to another family, or stay here for next season...you just never know. I'll miss him.
Ben: There you go, big guy, go run off and play somewhere.
Grape: You won't be leaving this week. I promise. You'll have plenty of time to spend with me, and...and with Uno, of course.
Ben: I really really hope so.
Rebecca: I'm fine.
KT!: You don't seem fine...is this about the nominees?
Rebecca: Of course it's about the nominees. I'm just going outside, KT.
Rebecca: I'd rather be alone, thanks.
KT!: Are you sure? I want to -
Rebecca: I just want the quiet of night, KT, please.
And there we have it, folks. That's what's been happening.
And that's how Sue c's it.
Grape: Mysti! Play a game with me?
Mysti: Not right now, my wine friend. I've gotta go shower this sweat off me, I'm really working up a stink in the gym lately, for some reason. Guess you could call it a post-death hobby.
Grape: Suit yourself! I'm absolutely destroying the other team, anyway.
Mysti: You are playing against yourself, Grapey.
Skye: Hey there, Mysti. My, you smell. You wreak.
Mysti: Why thank you.
Skye: Off to the shower then?
Mysti: Yup. See ya!
Skye: Morning, Grape, how are things in make-believe outside?
Grape: There's no chance of rain! Not that I hate rain - it's just nice to not get it all over yourself when you want to play foosball. How are you, Skye?!
Skye: Oh. You know.
On the block. Is a fun time. Slept like a baby on that military cot.
Grape: Yeah. I do not miss it.
Skye: I know she sees me as a threat, I know we all do, but - oh this week was the wrong week for it.
Grape: What's up with you this week?
Skye: I've been feeling weird, Grape, been feeling weird. Hey, camera, get out of my face - I look like a bloodied corpse.
Sorry.
Skye: I just... it's like my body is rejecting being on the block and I can't control it and there are knives in my chest and the blood had splattered on my face and I am digging myself into a deeper hole I'm sorry I keep forgetting you survived an actual mass murderer.
Grape: Skye - it's fine -
Skye: It must have been brave to survive. Oh, and you were friends. Fascinating.
Grape: I tend to, uh, block out parts of that time. Like how I thought I could trust a murderer. But it's... it's the past, truly. I haven't ever missed...her.
Skye: Do you ever think she could be watching you, from afar someplace?
Grape: I - I don't like to think she's kept up with me all these years. What's the point? And...I thought they caught her anyway. I...I would have hoped they'd thrown away their only key.
Grape: ...that could be this week for you.
Skye: Let's not worry over that. I - I know it pains you, Grape, but -
Grape: Serial killers fascinate you, I remember. It was...strange, being friends with her. Allies. The whole time I was kept alive so she could stay hidden, in a way. Because I trusted her. I'm a real idiot, Skye.
Grape: There...there will always be someone trusting a president.
Skye: You are right.
But with...with her...she had to pretend she was the same as you. A regular Hansel.
Skye: She fooled you twice though, right?
Grape: Purple fudge. She did.
Fool me twice. Shame on me. Shame on me.
Skye: Oh, that's okay, Grape...if I have other questions, maybe I'll pester Mysti.
Grape: The wound is, uh...deeper for her, too.
Skye: I wonder if she'll tell me how she came back.
Grape: Mysti! You scared me.
Mysti: Oh. That was part of the deal. I have to terrorise normal human beings. It's why I starred in some many horror movies after I came back. Under a different name, obviously.
Skye: Fascinating.
Skye: She is so strange. I've gotta step back out of serial killer-obsessed brain and get back in this game, or else you're gonna beat me. Literally.
Grape: Right. You're on the block -
Skye: Can't we go one conversation without it coming up?
There must be some sort of test we failed multiple times today...
Skye: No, never, it is always still happening - oh. I understand. The game.
Ben: Fuck you guys.
Grape: Ben - what the?
Ben: I thought about the game in forever.
Ben: EVERYTHING IS FASCINATING TO YOU!
Grape: Hey - Ben...it's okay.
Skye: The boy did give me an idea on how to win.
Skye: I scored another point. I win.
Grape: Oh you're right. You meant the game of foosball. So many games going on right now, I'm getting kerfuffled.
Grape: Indeed, it was, congrats. If you can pull something like that off this week - you'll have another week under your belt. But you're in a sticky spot.
Skye: I don't suppose I have any chance with your vote.
Grape: Oh I doubt it.
Grape: Let's do this thing. I want to win this time.
Skye: If I crush this game again, can I count on your vote?
Grape: My game has changed much since The Locomotive. But I haven't caved in to listen to bribes or competitive deals, Skye.
Bring it on.
Uno will choose the winner.
Now that is a twist no one saw coming.
Ben: I know what you'll say, Tybalt. Ain't much of a need to bother trying to be friends with you.
Tybalt: You don't know me, Ben. That is harsh.
Ben: I know your friends, Tybalt. A plague on your house.
Ben: It isn't a fun feeling being nominated, but you wouldn't know much, would you, not-a-threat-at-all Tybalt?
Tybalt: You make quick instinctual decisions, don't you?
Imagine if you just made the connections.
Ben: Would it be a fairy tale with you?
Tybalt: Why, we should move this conversation to the lounge and we can talk through this, start to properly get to know one another, Ben?
Ben: So I give more information to the enemy in their plot to evict me this week?
Tybalt: If that is the way you will be - I will bite.
Ben: Oooh, I'm so scared. Ha.
Tybalt: Stop underestimating me, Ben. I am not a threat to you, is it? I am just a weakling who just has some clones to replace him every time he fails to survive murders, Tybalt always getting himself in trouble? Ha.
Ben: Without your leader, how will you survive?
Tybalt: Skye is not my leader.
Ben: I never said it was Skye alone. I'd have thought your side of the house was strong. But everything seems to be falling.
Ben: Walk away then, Tybalt.
Tybalt: I want to talk to you, Ben. Listen to that and come find me.
Ben: Are you a quest in a video game? You must be optional.
Why are you asking yourself questions?
Nevermind.
Ben: Just stressed. That's all.
Grape: Are you sure, Ben? You look...more than that, really. Like there's plenty on your mind but stress is the easiest thing to blame.
Ben: Stress is an umbrella, Grape, and I'm protected from the rain because of it...somehow.
Grape: Are you sure you don't want to talk about it? You walked up to me...I assumed it was to talk about something, not to just pass me by after you say hi. Ben?
Ben: I had a strange conversation with Tybalt earlier, it left me feeling...I don't know, it's fine, I'm okay.
Ben: I'm a hothead, Grape, I know.
Grape: It's a good thing. It's good for looking forward. Though - I want to think everything will be fine for us this week. Just don't piss everyone off.
Ben: I try not to! Haha.
KT!: It feels too dark in here, doesn't it?
Ben: A little bit, yeah. How are you?
KT!: I feel too shadowy. I need bigger brighter lights, and cameras. I'm kidding. There are cameras! Hehe.
KT!: Where were you headed, Ben?
Ben: Oh, nowhere! Really, nowhere. Just thought I'd go for a walk and then - hey, it's KT! Yay! What about yourself?
KT!: I gotta pee! But I can hold it in, I've gotten better at it, with tours and meet-and-greets and The Mole and everything.
KT!: Benny! No, no you didn't, that's not possible! Haha.
Ben: I just...I wanted to know -
KT!: You wanted to know? You wanted to know?!
KT!: You, silly! Of course!
Ben: Oh - good.
KT!: You have no need to stress! Oh, and dinner - ask Rebecca, she's cooking. HOH control and all.
Mysti: Rebecca. How are things with you? Grape and I were just headed outside for a little bit, get some fresh air.
Rebecca: Oh that sounds great. Can I talk to you for a moment, Mysti?
Grape: I'll go on outside. We'll talk later too, Rebecca.
Grape: That doesn't sound ominous.
Rebecca: Grape! I'm not even on the dark side!
Grape: Ahh...fair.
As you know, Skye used to be an ally - but things that came up have made me reconsider. But moving forward - I need allies. I won't die without fighting, you know that, you do the same.
Mysti: Your side continues to try turning me away from the people -
Rebecca: The ones you keep protecting but get nothing in return?
You can see which side of the house has power, if not numbers.
Rebecca: And KT!.
Mysti: Right.
Rebecca: Mysti. You're teamed with a cutesy couple that won't hesitate to remove you from the game come final three - next to me, it's woman vs woman.
Rebecca: I haven't dropped my friends -
Mysti: "I nominate you, Skye".
Rebecca: It's a game, Mysti. Skye is a threat I don't know if I could beat in the final two - you and I, on the other hand, it's every woman for herself at the end. We fight for the guns and the bullets come at both of us.
Rebecca: Trust is, uh, a tricky thing for me, has been in the past, I'll just lead you with that...but I promise you I'm not shooting you in the foot.
If anything - I'll shoot myself if teaming with you backfires.
Mysti: All this gunfire talk...
KT!: Oh uh duh! But may we? Now that is a question!
Skye: KT. I need to turn to you. I also need you to turn around.
KT!: Hehe. Okay!
Mysti: You gotta give a girl a few hours, 'kay?
Rebecca: That'll give me a few hours to plan our moves from this week - it should be obvious I want Skye gone, I practically burst it out just before. Ben isn't a threat to me, we can knock him out next week.
Rebecca: Hmm...now that's the thinking I like.
Mysti: You wanna keep Tybalt around for a while, obviously, but what, winning against him would be too easy?
Mysti: The strongest actually there at the end -
Rebecca: Not just fan favourites.
Mysti: How do I know this isn't just your shot at winning?
Rebecca: If it is - I'm shooting it, aren't it?
Rebecca: Think on it. The eviction is coming up, think about that too. Absolutely no stress.
Mysti: I just wanna finish this drink first. Priority number one.
Rebecca: Of course. Of course.
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Grape: Hello there, Skye. How are things?
Skye: Well - oh, you know. I won't dance around it - it's not a bonfire, it's not a dead body, or a whole horde of them burning on a bonfire serial-killer style. Although - would fit more in line with mass-plague/influenza outbreak.
Grape: How can I help you, Skye?
Grape: Do you know who you're talking to? Did you hit your head?
Skye: No, I did not - I wear this hat for fashion!
Grape: As cheesy as you probably view it, I'm not evicting out Ben.
Grape: You are a threat, Skye. You evicted my friend, Devra.
Skye: As a part of the game, Grape.
Grape: Exactly. We're playing a game. You are a threat.
Grape: I will call you, invite you out for lunch, maybe do some shopping - you can help me pick out a hat?
Skye: I don't want to scramble here -
Grape: Talk to the others, Skye. You might be able to sway them - just not me.
Skye: I promise you I am serious about teaming. Rebecca is firmly against me now - and she will want you gone next.
Grape: Then let her enter the ring and fight me.
Mysti: Ah! KT!, what's up? How are you hanging?
KT!: I'm not hanging, silly! Heh, I'm doing good, I think, it feels good to have another week of sitting back and weighing options and uh...not winning challenges, sad face.
Mysti: You'll win next time...is what my agents used to tell me at award shows. Always you'll win next time, never I'll go change their minds with money...
Mysti: I haunted them for a few months though. It was fun to just throw around their expensives or float an urn of ashes as if it was an award.
Mysti: It gets very boring otherwise.
Sorry. Did ya wanna talk, miss KT?
KT!: I...I'm still so startled! Hehe.
But...what was happening between you and Rebecca?
KT!: It looked very hush hush.
Mysti: She wanted to know where I'm standing this week, and in the game overall. She seems to think you're loyal to her.
Mysti: I think she might notice you're slipping away, but she doesn't want to believe it's true, she wants to think you'll side with her in the end and that you're just a softie - but we don't have to let her win.
KT!: What can we even do?
Mysti: I have an idea.
KT!: Easier said than done!
KT!: Why not just nominate them both next week?
Mysti: That's likely. But keeping around Tybalt is boring.
KT!: He is very silent and...not-Rebecca.
KT!: I'd sleep in Devra's old bed if I could!
Mysti: Yeah...they haven't changed the sheets, I'd say maybe not.
KT!: Ew. They do ours weekly.
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Mysti: Damn this is frustrating to keep up.
Skye: I would never. I have never.
Grape: "Keep me around Grape I'll go loco crazy at home."
Skye: I never said that -
Skye: I never said it!
Grape: Yeah I know haha, I'm just messing! It's very stressful being in this house - I need to have fun somehow.
Skye: Maybe I will vote for Ben at the eviction after all.
Skye: "Yeah I know haha, I'm just messing!"
Grape: Oh - ahaha, funny.
Skye: Hey over there Rebecca.
Rebecca: Hey, Skye.
*buzzer sounds*
Skye: Hmm...she likes art, does she?
Grape: Oh, hey Tybalt! I was just talking about a friend of mine - well, I guess she's a friend now, we really hit it off when I was talking to her about what she wanted out of the art and what parts of my style she liked, that sort of things.
Tybalt: Ah yes - well, I'm just passing through.
Tybalt: I'm not some celebrity -
Skye: He always says this, he's just a man that survived a psycho killer on a train. Again, serial killers, fascinating.
Grape: I've turned my...unfortunate experience...into an opportunity.
Grape: I...I can't stop thinking about my past lately, while I think about...why I'm here, why I can be called a veteran...
Skye: Best to not dwell on it.
Grape: Why did people willingly watch my friends die?
Grape: You'll wash away my pain?
Skye: Of course.
Grape: That's...a nice attempt, Skye. Good one.
Mysti: It was good, as good as expected - I see Rebecca is stalking you like a crazed fan. Ha. I'm just kidding. Did you two want to chat?
Rebecca: We did, actually. You got a sec?
Mysti: I do, yeah.
Rebecca: Yeah that's the gist of it. Mysti?
Mysti: Hmm? What are your ideas?
And you want to include KT in this?
KT!: Yeah! Totally! For ratings! Because apparently I'm not enough!
Mysti: It's interesting...sorry, I'm stretching.
KT!: Skye this week, silly!
Mysti: One of us has to win next time, basically?
KT!: I'm a competition beast!!
Mysti: It's gonna hurt so much to vote out Grape.
Rebecca: It's fine. We can keep him around long enough that he thinks he's good with you - and as friends, he will be. But this is a game, remember?
KT!: You win some, you lose some!
KT!: Oh for sure! I don't even want to go against one of the guys at the end! Girl power!
Mysti: I'm glad to hear it.
KT!: As I said...win some, lose some, they have to understand that.
Mysti: Go take a nice relaxing bath and prepare for the ceremony, Rebecca.
Rebecca: I will, I will, yeah.
KT!: She's totally gone this week, yeah, Mysti?
Rebecca: I would say so.
KT!: Mysti?
But yeah. Skye goes home. No question about that.
Mysti: Should we?
KT!: We can trust Ben, I think so!
Mysti: Rebecca has formed a final-three alliance with the two of us. She wants to get rid of either Tybalt or you next, depending on who wins the next challenge.
Mysti: I don't know how long we can keep her around. Best case - you or Grape win next week. We need to keep our options open.
KT!: 100%!
Ben: You know I try my best, always and forever.
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Skye: Oh, Rebecca. Hello there. Traitor.
Rebecca: Okay - do you want to talk?
Skye: I would love to.
Rebecca: Seems a bit aggressive -
Skye: Targeting your ally does too, doesn't it?
Skye: That doesn't give you the shot at getting rid of an ally just because you have one argument and suddenly realise "oh boy I'm friends with someone that's stronger than me oh no". Rebecca, we're barely into the merge.
Rebecca: But we are in the merge. This is where big moves are made.
Rebecca: Skye -
Skye: Oh it is just a game, I am aware.
Skye: Nominating a friend out of the blue because of one argument is not a game move.
Rebecca: Who said it was from just that one argument?
Rebecca: You make strong moves and have a good competition game strategy. Wait...I can't believe I didn't think of it...you voted out your old pal Carlito this season.
Skye: He was from the other side. I can't trust that.
Rebecca: Right.
Rebecca: Why'd you call me Becky all the sudden? Seems random, haha.
Skye: I don't know!! It just flew out like that!
SHOOT ME! Haha.
Skye: Harsh.
Rebecca: You're the one yelling at me! Hah.
I can come across sometimes as the villain. Blame it on how I play the game sometimes, or my extensive research into serial killers, or my parents or something, I'm sure I have a deep-seeded backstory buried inside of me that you don't need right now - my point is...I thought we were closer.
Skye: Game, I know!!! You're hilarious!
Rebecca: Skye. I'm just trying to play the best way I can, to keep myself in the game for as long as possible. I do not want to be sitting there beside you in the end.
Skye: You really think I'll beat you -
Rebecca: Go on -
Skye: What?
Rebecca: Go on, slam the door in his face and do your stuff, Skye.
You know you want to.
Skye: I am not that cruel - see you, Grape.
Grape: Yeah. See ya.
Skye: You think the others will trust you?
Rebecca: They see how powerful I can be.
Rebecca: I don't need your warning.
Skye: You're on the outs. If you'd kept me around - maybe a final three with you in it would have been possible.
Rebecca: You're not a seer, Skye. Be gone!
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Grape: Good evening, miss KT! How are things in here?
KT!: It's very warm - which is perfect. I need the warmth right now to burn off the bad spirits of lately - hehe.
Grape: I guess I came to the right place then.
Grape: Yeah - I've got a couple things on my mind tonight.
KT!: Don't we all! This place is stressful!!
Grape: It is. I've just...started thinking too long term.
Grape: Uh - yeah, it is, you're right!
KT!: Of course I am! I'm a seer - just kidding, I'm just chirpy like a bird.
One sec.
KT!: Ask yourself very quickly then - do you?
Grape: I...I want to think parts of it, yeah.
Am I a horrible person for having doubts? I don't think so...
Grape: I know I can. Thank you, KT! Talking helps.
KT!: What are you having doubts about? Your work?
Grape: No...not my work. I'm worried...maybe the stuff with Ben is just an in-house thing. Maybe there's no future there after all...
Grape: Ooh this is interesting, a rotating cast in the hot tub.
Enjoy your shower, KT!
KT!: You know I will!
Tybalt: Mind if I join you?
You're not going to shank me under the water are you?
Tybalt: You do not know me at all, do you?
Grape: I know we both somehow survived serial killers.
Tybalt: Somehow, yes.
Tybalt: Oh, my apologies. One second.
Grape: Yeah come on, my neck's getting sore, haha.
Tybalt: I am not worried of that. Just - slow.
Grape: I won't try to make a move either.
You're safe, boyo.
Grape: I'm not too tired yet.
Tybalt: Good lord it is hot in here.
Grape: Burns away the spirits. The bad ones - not our friends.
Grape: I can't keep her in - I'm sure you're aware.
Tybalt: Thus - we circle around that and bury it.
I would like to get to know you better.
Another day is dawning, folks, let's keep paying attention...
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Ben: It's the tea. Someone left it in the machine overnight and I guess it's gone off, does that work, it's definitely something in that tea machiney -
Rebecca: Okay. Thank god. I'm too hungry to make more food.
Ben: That's fair.
Ben: Unooo, what's wrong?
Rebecca: Is he okay, lil kitty?
Ben: I think he's a little scared of something. Uno?
What's up, little man?
Ben: He's calming down already. Just startled, hey buddy.
Uno: meow
Rebecca: Poor thing.
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Ben: Back off, Skye, we get it!
Skye: Calm your farm, Benny boy.
Ben: Why'd you call Rebecca in here anyway? Just to launch at her again? She's just trying to eat, not in the bathroom either - yeah, ew, even the air in here must be ew.
Ben: Holy moly you're red.
Skye: I can't explain that!
Ben: I...I think Rebecca deserves an apology.
Rebecca: Oh - what else did he say about that?
Ben: Not important - Skye needs to own up to how much she's been attacking you, and everyone in this house.
Rebecca: Ben - you can stop now -
Ben: Skye hasn't said anything yet!
Ben: What, it just spilled out on accident then?
Skye: The pair of you coaxed it out of me.
Ben: I don't think you can put the blame on us. You don't have to say things if you don't want to say them, or know you shouldn't.
Ben: I still haven't heard an apology!
Skye: Alright! Alright! I'm sorry, I am incredibly sorry!
Ben: Thank you...sorry I had to yell.
Skye: That is indeed true.
Ben: We know where the dead fish rots.
I hope you both cool off, maybe take a lap in the pool, and good luck today.
Ben: How? Rebecca doesn't have a vote.
Skye: If the vote does in fact come down to a tie...my chances aren't so shabby anymore. Ha. Good luck, Ben.
Skye: Excuse you.
Ben: Go away, Skye, you're frustrating.
Skye: Very mature.
Tybalt: Tell Benjamin to yell quieter next time. Please.
Rebecca: I told him not to yell at all, next time.
Tybalt: I need another year or so of sleep.
Let's keep tuned...
Rebecca: Directly going against what I said earlier...but sure, take a seat.
Skye: I won't take too much of your time. I swear by it.
Rebecca: Then get right to what you have to say, Skye.
Skye: I know that. I know one of us, Ben or I, will be gone today. I know you probably no matter what lean towards it being me. I just - I do not want us to end on a throat-strangulation note.
Rebecca: You know I don't hate you -
Skye: I know. Let us keep it that way.
Rebecca: She'll understand if it's her going this week.
KT!: She wasn't just saying that so you don't angrily tell everyone to get rid of her? Reverse psychology...is that what that is?
Rebecca: No...she just doesn't want bad blood.
Mysti: Not much has changed in the past few days - except it feels like it has. Just from appearances. But you and I are strong, and this eviction will go as planned. What we talked about when the nominations were finalised.
Grape: You know I'll never not trust you, Mysti.
Mysti: Then make sure you don't believe every word out of my mouth when company is around. Mysti's gotta do some lying.
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Who will it be?
Skye?
Ben?
Both?
Neither?
Who can say?
Mysti: Good luck to the nominees.
KT!: Yeah! Best of luck!
Ben and Skye cannot vote...
So the decision comes down to Tybalt, Grape, KT! and Mysti.
The chance of a tie is possible.
In that case, Rebecca would decide who leaves the house.
Let the voting commence.
Tybalt: I will keep this short tonight. I vote to evict Ben from the house. Skye deserves to stay in the game.
Grape: I vote to evict Skye this week. Why keep her over Ben? Why get rid of Ben...fudge. But I don't know. Shush, Grape. Skye goes home this week.
Thank you. Bye.
KT!: I gotta be quick, I gotta be quick, I need to peeeeee!
Grape: Oh gosh you better be quick!
KT!: Gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta peeeeee!
Can she repeat that, but slower?
KT!: I vote to evict Skye. Sorry. She's a threat.
Please let me pee now.
How will she vote?
Let's find out.
Mysti: Tonight's vote has been plaguing me all week. Multiple people have come to me with different plans, including the nominees themselves. I can't exactly say who had the best plan, or who offered me the most safety, but I do know this...someone must go home tonight. Two Houses voice man, I cast my vote: I vote to evict Skye from the house. Thank you.
That time is up - let's reveal the result to the contestants.
With a vote of 3-1...
Ben: Sorry to see you go, Skye -
Skye: You are not sorry - but thank you, Ben.
You have a unspecified amount of time to say your goodbyes and leave the house, Skye.
Skye: You're welcome.
Rebecca: I'll see you at the finale. I expect to be accepting your vote.
Skye: We shall see.
Skye: I know. I root for you now.
Tybalt: We shall see.
Skye: Good luck.
Mysti: You already said good luck -
Skye: Goodbye, everyone.
Only six remain. Who will win? And what will happen when we return, very soon, for the very sharp eviction that'll happen in five...
FOUR...
THREE...
TWO...
ONE..
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