JetPunk: The Mole | Chapter 3

“Okay, I think you guys know the drill by now.” Nickelz typed sporadically on his computer and then folded his hands.

“I will enter your names with no particular order. Whenever your name is called, I will send to you a message to your device. Tap on the screen to reveal one color. If the color shown is green, you are safe. If it is red… that’s the end of the game for you.” Nickelz repeated, like he did every ceremony..

“Noivern and California, you each received an exemption from the various challenges, and so did not have to partake in the quiz.” Nickelz continued.

“In addition, we will eliminate two of you today. As a reminder, your prize pot stands at $2,500."

Literally everyone stared at Noivern, including Nickelz. Noivern did not seem to care much.

“The first name I will call… ItzIngenious.”

ItzIngenious confidently picked up his mobile device and tapped “ITZINGENIOUS”. He was neither shaken nor stirred when it appeared green; he expected this to happen.

“Next… Capybarra.”

Capybarra was also fairly confident that he would have a green screen; he was correct, and he wiped his forehead in relief. “Next… ColinShadow.”

Colin was not confident at all; he had wanted to vote for Noivern, but there was no way the Mole would do something so obviously Mole-like in behavior.

He trepidatiously tapped the screen and closed his eyes.

He waved the screen around the table without knowing what the color was. Missouri gave him an approving look. He turned the screen back toward and was delighted to find that it was green.

“Now… Missouri.”

Missouri was absolutely horrified at the thought of going home so early, but luckily for him, he didn’t need to worry; his screen was green.

“Next… Astana.”

Astana dropped her mobile device on the ground by accident, and she was horrified to find that the mechanism had been triggered and a red screen appeared.

"WHAT?" McKenzieFam exclaimed in horror. "HOW IS SHE NOT THE MOLE?"

Astana wasn't allowed to say anything, and simply stuck his slender middle finger up at McKenzieFam and then promptly left the room as instructed.

(Eliminated: Astana - 9th place)

McKenzieFam and Texas looked absolutely stunned. Only one of them could advance to the next round.

"Only two of you remain. Interesting. You were the two that got corrections on this quiz." Nickelz pointed out.

“The next name is… Texas.”

Texas picked up his mobile device and tapped the screen right away. Red light flashed onto his face, and he gasped in horror.

The people around him were shocked as well.

Texas promptly stood up and started heading outside sadly to leave the house.

(Eliminated: Texas - 8th place)

McKenzieFam was absolutely relieved. He sank back into his seat in absolute relief.

ColinShadow was bent down in confusion. "I could have sworn Astana was the Mole."

“I guess you were wrong.” Missouri laughed.

“Thanks, Craptain Obvious.” ColinShadow rolled his eyes.

10th place - J3n

9th place - Astana

8th place - Texas

Remaining: 7

ItzIngenious, Capybarra, Noivern, ColinShadow, California, Missouri, McKenzieFam

“I think you will like this next challenge. You haven’t interacted or even seen any civilians in many months.” Nickelz offered. The group suddenly looked a great deal more interested, even Missouri, who had stopped attempting to return to sleep.

“We have been in Asia for almost the entire game. Today we will be heading to another location; Europe.”

“Wow!” McKenzieFam looked bewildered.

“No way.” ItzIngenious stared at him in awe.

“We will take a short flight from Singapore to Istanbul, and then from Istanbul to London, England, and then we will drive to Paris, France.” Nickelz explained.

Challenge 7 - Eiffel Tower Challenge

France

The atmospheric differences were apparent upon arrival. A cacophony of bustling noise and voices descended upon them. There were endless streets and a clear view.

Together, the seven players ended up in the large, circular center of Paris. Rows of buildings lined the streets around them as they stared in awe at their new surroundings. Most of the people in the area were just as unfamiliar with the scenery as the seven of them.

The new land they had encountered was distinguished, however, by one iconic figure that loomed very close to the group.

The ornate establishment, the Eiffel Tower, stood opulently in the city center. Windows decorated various parts of the tall construction. A pointy top existed at the peak as it stretched into the sky.

“Hopefully we’ll get to go in.” Capybarra looked up toward the sky.

“For this starting mission, you will be split into three groups. I will take three of you that want to explore the city more and stick around this area.” Nickelz demanded.

“I wanna see more, it's Paris, duh.” Capybarra stepped forward quickly.

“I guess I will too…” California murmured.

Capybarra raised his arms to invite ColinShadow to their group.

“Fine.” ColinShadow stepped over to join California and Capybarra.

The first team had been selected.

“Next, two players who have the need for speed.” Nickelz asked ominously.

“What does that mean… hm…” ColinShadow pondered quietly.

“I want that.” McKenzieFam blurted out.

“I will join you as well.” Noivern murmured. He faced him with a resolute expression.

“Oh.” He didn’t expect the sudden response. He nodded as Noivern accompanied him.

“Okay, the teams are chosen, I guess. Not sure what we’re needed for, though.” Missouri said, until he realized who his partner was. “Wait… wait a minute.”

“The last two players who will be working as a team are ItzIngenious and Missouri!” Nickelz announced.

“What? Just… no. I refuse.” Missouri turned away theatrically.

“UM? NO? He's going to sabotage me, I’m sure of it!” ItzIngenious protested.

“It’s out of my hands. The teams are chosen.” Nickelz shrugged. “Stand together so we know you are a team.”

“You already know we’re-” ItzIngenious was cut off.

“Do it!” Nickelz demanded.

ItzIngenious rolled his eyes and shuffled slightly toward Missouri.

“By the way, what’s even the mission?” ColinShadow asked.

“The game is called… Electrocution Spire!” Nickelz exclaimed cheerily.

“Oh, what a pleasant name!” Noivern laughed sarcastically.

“The two of you with a need for speed, for lack of a better nomenclature, will be scaling the inside of the tower. All the way to the top. One hundred floors.” Nickelz explained as he pointed to Noivern and ItzIngenious. They looked at each other and back at Nickelz incredulously. “And if you do it, you get a reward.”

“A reward?” Noivern asked.

“Yes, $20,000. And you prevent anyone else from winning an exemption.” Nickelz explained. “Make it to the top, and you win.”

The higher lobby of the Tower had an appearance of some sort of warped dance floor.

The walls were luminous and shone blue, almost hypnotic in design.

“Get ready to run, McKenzieFam.” Noivern taunted him. Physically adept as they were, they both were nervous.

“And then we climb… for $20,000.” McKenzieFam continued.

“Yes. Very quickly.” Noivern eyed the metal door, unsure of what awaited him beyond it.

“So what do we do?” Capybarra asked, feeling exceedingly bored.

“In order for the two climbers to make it past electrocuted sections of the stairs, that’s where your job is. Three petition masters.” Nickelz winked slyly at them.

“Petition masters?” ColinShadow repeated.

Directly anterior to the entrance of the Eiffel Tower, the air was fresh. Three people, lost in direction among the crowd, were Capybarra, California, and ColinShadow, clipboards in hand, walkie talkies, and hats with mole footprints on them adorning their bodies.

“Are you kidding me? We have to get enough people to sign these stupid petitions to help Noivern and McKenzieFam get to the top of the tower?” California groaned.

“Calm down.” ColinShadow laughed, skipping gracefully. “We'll persuade everyone to sign it."

(Confessional: ColinShadow)

"Like I'd ever help ItzIngenious or Missouri get an exemption."

(End Confessional: ColinShadow)

“And lastly, our remaining team, Missouri and ItzIngenious.” Nickelz chuckled a bit.

“Let me guess, we have to feign like the best friends we're NOT.” Missouri spat.

“That would be funny to watch.” Nickelz murmured.

“Don’t tell us that we have to do something involving being suspended in air.” ItzIngenious protested.

“Well, you're half right…” Nickelz grinned.

.

The frigid atmosphere over 1,000 feet in the air was amplified by the metal grating the players were standing on. The platform was in the shape of an octagon, surrounded by four tall structural pillars.

Something was wrong with the platform though; nearly half of the metal grating was gone.

The sun beamed down on them redoubtably despite the chilly atmosphere.

ItzIngenious and Missouri stood on the platform with parachutes strapped to their quivering backs.

“This is a really nice view…” ItzIngenious ogled at the sight.

“Do you think I want to speak to you all of a sudden?” Missouri barked and folded his arms.

“Like I want to talk to you…” ItzIngenious looked away.

Current Pot Value: $2,500

Maximum Reward For Completing This Challenge: $20,000

Potential Pot Value: $22,500

Noivern and McKenzieFam bursted through the beginning door.

“Oh, that's…” McKenzieFam gasped loudly in shock. The sinistral wall of the stairs was an astonishingly radiant sight of the entirety of Paris. With each flight of steps, it became increasingly alluring.

“After the first thirty or so floors, we should take a brief break.” Noivern demanded with reverberating confidence.

(Confessional: Noivern)

“McKenzieFam can’t fool me. He's trying to make himself seem so suspicious that people will say ‘there’s no way he's actually the Mole’ well, guess what? I’m not falling for that. Besides, I'm already doing that."

(End Confessional: Noivern)

McKenzieFam increased his pace slightly, with Noivern alongside him. Noivern still had enough energy to maintain a smug smirk as they ran up the tall building.

After almost ten minutes, they paused on the side of the staircase to catch their breath on the thirtieth floor. Noivern could still smile despite his heaving and erratic breathing.

“What if the purpose of this game is for us to relax?” Noivern asked sinisterly.

“What?"

The plethora of people was swarming in front of the Eiffel Tower. The timer had just commenced, and yet the three petitioners made their way into the crowd. They needed bravery and signatures on their side.

“How do we do this?” California asked.

“It’s pretty easy.” ColinShadow scoffed.

“Hello!” Capybarra politely greeted a passing woman.

“Good morning!” The woman replied happily. She was a tourist from the United States, clearly.

“We are trying to petition for an environmental cause and we want to obtain signatures,” Capybarra asked kindly. “Would you please sign to help our cause?”

“Well sure, little guy!” The lady beamed, and began signing the paper.

“Hi!” Capybarra's mood quickly changed as another person approached. “Would you sign our petition?”

“Sure!” The man smiled, but as he held his pen to the paper, his smile deflated quickly. “Wait… a petition… to tear DOWN the Jeppy statue of France?” He gasped, alarmed.

“Oh, NO! Good heavens! I will absolutely NOT sign this atrocity… what are you? A band of misfits? Hmmph!” He slammed the pen down and stormed off.

The three of them were left, stunned.

“That went well.” California marveled sarcastically.

“Should have known. What kind of degenerate would want to sign this petition?” Capybarra asked hopelessly.

“We should just split up for the signatures. How many do we need to unlock Floor 50?” California asked.

“Only thirty, not a big deal.” Capybarra chuckled optimistically.

“THIRTY?” ColinShadow repeated.

The wind blew strongly and the sun attacked their eyes. Missouri and ItzIngenious had to keep balanced on the high placed grating, and shield their eyes from the adversarial sun.

They didn’t speak to each other for five minutes.

“… ItzIngenious…” Missouri finally broke the silence.

“Oh, EXCUSE MEEEEEE? I thought you said you didn’t want to speak to me?” ItzIngenious snapped.

“It’s about the game.” Missouri glared at him.

“Oh, then by all means, what is it?” ItzIngenious rolled her eyes.

“I am only speaking to you for my own well being.” Missouri clarified.

“You’ve made that obvious.” ItzIngenious shook her head.

“I need some help.” Missouri began.

ItzIngenious raised an eyebrow. “OH, HOW THE TURNS HAVE TABLED!”

“I think my side of the grating will drop soon.” Missouri admitted with quiet urgency. “If you could please move, so I can jump to your side?”

“How do I know you won’t push me off when you get over here?” ItzIngenious asked.

“I’m not going to-”

And as Missouri began to protest, the grating below his feet fell.

“JUMP!”

ItzIngenious managed to grab a hold of Missouri at the last second, and with their combined effort, Missouri could be lifted onto the remaining platform.

“Uh… thanks.”

Signatures: 13/30

“Hey, uh… what’s good?” California began to a middle aged old man with a fancy jacket and polished loafers. “Would you sign our petition? There’s free money too.”

“But we don’t have any money.” ColinShadow whispered.

“Shh.” California silenced him.

“Oh, but of course!” The man beamed. “Too bad I’m not in the mood to be scammed today, especially by the likes of YOU.”

California covered her mouth. Capybarra's eye twitched.

“Likes of… you? WHAT DO YOU MEAN?” ColinShadow indignantly inquired.

The man simply walked away with a smug smile.

“I’m SPEAKING to you!” ColinShadow repeated angrily.

“Oh, you want to fight?” The man asked.

“That boy and man are arguing!” A little girl exclaimed, and a crowd formed immediately.

The large number 𝟓𝟎 shined from the staircase wall, Noivern and McKenzieFam surmised.

Noivern's eyes fell upon the elevator door, and his expression deadpanned. “The Mole wins again.”

“Huh?”

The entire front part of the elevator door glowed a radiant yellow with electric currents.

A message was imprinted on the elevator’s front.

“An elevator 𝟓𝟎 floors up! 𝟓𝟎 + 𝟓𝟎 equals… 𝟏𝟎𝟎 floors! Taking an elevator isn’t cheating per se… so no penalty. You won’t lose any money, you won’t gain any either.”

“I think the entire grating is going to fall.” ItzIngenious gulped.

“But to where would we jump to?” Missouri exclaimed with disbelief.

As soon as the words had escaped their lips, the timer struck 60:00. They had survived.

“SIGN MY PETITION!” ColinShadow screamed and held it forcefully at a little boy with one hand, ice pack in the other. The little boy dropped his ice cream and ran away, crying.

“Stupid kid.” He snapped.

“COLIN! You can’t say that on national television, dumb [censored]” California yelled.

“This is not an ideal approach.” ColinShadow held ice to his forehead; it could be presumed he lost the fight with the French man.

“Don’t worry, guys! I got 44 signatures.” Capybarra announced.

“What? When? How?” Colin hollered in incredulity.

“When you were getting beat to a pulp, I intercepted a tour group.” Capybarra beamed smugly.

Ding!

The elevator opened finally on Floor 𝟏𝟎𝟎, and Noivern and McKenzieFam dashed out with haste.

“ 𝟏𝟎𝟎!” Noivern and McKenzieFam cheered simultaneously. They both leapt forward to open the metal door.

And they were both electrocuted and swept back. They were a moment too late.

Tension was rampant in the air. The feeling of denial and disbelief plagued the minds of the players, except for ItzIngenious and Missouri.

“I commend you all for playing this fate-deciding mission.” Nickelz continued. ItzIngenious and Missouri were standing on either side of Nickelz, trying to muster the most innocent expressions possible, though laughing maniacally inside.

“Because of the decision to use the second elevator, by Noivern and McKenzieFam, no money will be gained from there. Valiant effort."

“However, the $20,000 for this challenge is lost. Missouri, ItzIngenious, surprise twist!"

"What?" ItzIngenious inquired.

"Play rock paper scissors for the exemption!" Nickelz exclaimed.

"WHAT?" Missouri yelled, but ItzIngenious already had his fist out.

"Rock paper scissors!" Both yelled in unison.

Missouri put out rock, while ItzIngenious triumphantly ejected paper.

"ItzIngenious, you have won the exemption. Congratulations."

Challenge 8 - Fortune Cookie Challenge

The cooks could be seen fabricating different kinds of food. The bustling restaurant had no particular items of interest, except that Nickelz was seated alone at an adorned table with different cups, bowls, and the like on it. Accompanying the table were seven empty chairs, and the eighth chair was occupied by Nickelz.

(Confessional: ColinShadow)

"So we got to the restaurant, and it had the most delicious smell wafting through the air. I don't want to do any dumb challenges, I just want some food!" 

(End Confessional: ColinShadow)

ColinShadow was the first to approach the table.

"Hello! Take a seat." Nickelz gestured toward ColinShadow as the other players followed closely behind him.

ColinShadow sat directly to Nickelz' right. Much to ColinShadow's chagrin, California sat to his right, with Missouri to her right, Noivern to his right, McKenzieFam to his right, Capybarra to his right, and ItzIngenious right at Nickelz' left.

"Here is your next challenge." Nickelz blurted out.

"Ugh. I was hungry." California rolled her eyes.

"There are seven of you here. I have arranged for us all to enjoy some fortune cookies." Nickelz beamed, with a glint of cunning in his eyes.

Smiles popped up on almost everyone's face, though perhaps these emotions were misappropriated.

"Four of these cookies contain cash for the pot... and for the other three cookies... two contain exemptions, one contains a correction." Nickelz explained.

"Wow..." ItzIngenious attempted to peer through the shell of his fortune cookie to see what was inside, but to no avail.

(Confessional: Missouri)

"What the actual [censored]?" Missouri yelled explosively. "If three people get some sort of quiz reward, my chances of staying in the game drop significantly! This SUCKS!"

(End Confessional: Missouri)

(Confessional: ItzIngenious)

"I want to have the exemption. Naturally. But other than that, there are some people at this table that I would hate for them to get an exemption."

(End Confessional: ItzIngenious)

"Each round of this game, you will vote off a player and the contents of their fortune cookie from the table until there are four cookies left. If a person makes it to the end with cash, they earn it for the pot. As there is four cash cookies and four spots in the final round, you are guaranteed to earn cash in this game."

"This is a simple game of lying with style. If you make it to the end with a correction or an exemption, you earn that exemption."

(Confessional: Capybarra)

"A phenomenal idea for a challenge. It gives me the opportunity to observe the lying capabilities of the other players."

(End Confessional: Capybarra)

"If all four cash cookies make it to the end, the pot will increase by a whopping $37,000."

"We need that. Like, we really need that." Capybarra glared at Noivern, who ignored him.

"It is now time to choose your cookies." Nickelz concluded.

Gradually, each person reached for the cookie in front of them to see what the green slip of paper inside held.

ColinShadow was first, as the big bold 🅴🆇🅴🅼🅿︎🆃🅸🅾🅽 letters contrasted with the green on his slip of paper. "Yes!" He murmured to himself.

Capybarra opened his cookie, and saw the $20,000. "Dammit." He was unsure if he could muster up a convincing guise.

ItzIngenious broke open his cookie, seeing the $5,000. "Eh."

Missouri opened up his cookie, viewing the $10,000. "Ugh." He was annoyed that he didn't get a 'good reward'.

McKenzieFam broke his cookie, and was doing cartwheels in his mind when he saw 🅴🆇🅴🅼🅿︎🆃🅸🅾🅽.

California seemed uninterested in the challenge in general, but grasped her cookie and cracked it forcefully. She saw the 🅲🅾🆁🆁🅴🅲🆃🅸🅾🅽 on the paper and her eyes lit up a little bit more.

Finally, Noivern opened his cookie and saw the $2,000. "Insulting." He muttered inaudibly.

The seven of them slipped the papers into their pockets.

"Alright, players. Time to see what we have." Nickelz clapped his hands cheerfully. "Game starts now."

The seven momentarily stared at each other in silence until ItzIngenious broke it.

"I have $5,000 cash." He blurted out.

"I have $5,000 cash!" ColinShadow demanded suddenly.

Noivern noted. "I will swear on everything that I do have $2,000."

"I have $2,000, actually." McKenzieFam piped up.

(Confessional: ColinShadow)

"I have the exemption, so my best bet is to go against ItzIngenious. I think I can convince them to vote him out."

(End Confessional: ColinShadow)

"I want to believe you, ItzIngenious..." McKenzieFam muttered.

"ColinShadow is telling the truth, ItzIngenious is lying." California interjected.

"If you want to vote for him first and then vote for me next, I'm okay with that." ColinShadow nodded.

"Why shouldn't we vote for you first?" Capybarra asked.

"It's time. Vote someone off the table." Nickelz demanded.

The seven of them brandished their elimination devices and a stylus, and each pressed on the person they chose to vote off.

"Let's see... we have... one, two, three, four... four votes for ItzIngenious... and... one, two, three... three votes for ColinShadow." Nickelz listed off.

"Dammit." ItzIngenious snapped his fingers in defeat.

"Show us what was in your fortune, ItzIngenious." Nickelz requested.

ItzIngenious exhaled deeply, and pulled the slip completely out of his cookie, revealing the $5,000.

"Oh god... we [censored] up..." Missouri muttered.

"So show us what is in your cookie, ColinShadow."

ColinShadow proudly displayed his 🅴🆇🅴🅼🅿︎🆃🅸🅾🅽 slip, much to the umbrage of the other players.

"Show off." Capybarra muttered.

ColinShadow reveled in his exemption card as ItzIngenious left the table.

"Now... we have more pressing matters to attend to." Nickelz diverted the conversation back to focus. "Noivern and McKenzieFam are both claiming to have $2,000. Only one is telling the truth."

"Well, I know who I'm voting for," California said "because remember when he left all in that cold damp building?"

"I do remember that. He's not the most honest." Noivern nodded.

"Like you're one to talk. You just bet almost our entire pot on an exemption last time. Who's to say you won't forfeit larger sums of money for an exemption?" Capybarra replied.

"Intriguing. Anyhow, it's time to cast your votes."

The signaling devices were in hand again as the players voted.

"Well, it looks like we have... one, two, three, four votes for McKenzieFam, and one, two votes for Noivern." Nickelz recapped.

"Dammit." McKenzieFam grumbled.

"Care to show us what's in your cookie?" Nickelz asked.

McKenzieFam unraveled his slip of paper and showed the word 🅴🆇🅴🅼🅿︎🆃🅸🅾🅽.

"Yes!" Missouri high-fived California. "That's another $2,000 for us."

McKenzieFam promptly stood and left the table.

"One more elimination, guys."

"Well, I have the $20,000." Capybarra exclaimed.

"No, I have the $20,000." California replied.

"You're lying." Capybarra said.

"No, you're lying." California smirked smugly.

"California and Capybarra are both claiming the $20,000. But only one is telling the truth. Can you vote off the liar?"

"Well, I think at this point in the game I've proven that I'm relatively trustworthy. Minus the monitor challenge. But that's being selfish, not necessarily Mole behavior. I never claimed to be a team player. But I've never sabotaged a mission before." California argued.

"That's all true." Noivern nodded.

"Also keep in mind that he attempted to sabotage our mountain mission by being 'scared' of crossing the line. Plus, I still think he lied about the phone booth challenge." California continued.

"All good points. However, she mentioned the monitor challenge. While you didn't necessarily sabotage anything, it indicates that you are very willing to give up large amounts of money in exchange for exemptions." Capybarra responded with vigor.

"Also true." Noivern nodded more insistently.

"I don't know who to believe." ColinShadow shook his head.

"Time to vote." Nickelz interjected.

The signaling devices pinged, and the five of them picked up the devices.

"One, two, two votes for California, and one... two... three votes for Capybarra." Nickelz replied.

"You can't be serious." Capybarra shook his head.

"Show us what was in your cookie." Nickelz demanded.

Capybarra sadly opened his cookie and displayed the slip with the $20,000 on it.

"Oh, we're so screwed." Missouri covered his mouth in shock.

"Capybarra, please leave the table."

Capybarra stood up promptly and left the table.

"And what was in yours, California?" Nickelz asked.

"A correction!" California announced jubilantly.

(Confessional: Capybarra)

"I'm so mad that I didn't get an exemption card. I would have loved the opportunity to sow more suspicion in the group. The less trustworthy I am, the better. All the more wrong quiz answers for everyone else."

(End Confessional: Capybarra)

(Confessional: California)

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I ate that!" She laughed mischievously to the point of falling out of her chair.

(End Confessional: California)

(Confessional: Noivern)

"I think we've shown we still are a dysfunctional team. We just threw away $20,000 on a whim."

"This means that you earned $12,000, bringing your pot up to $14,500." Nickelz announced.

"Respectable, for now." Missouri gave a long, long, long hug to California.

"ColinShadow can coast onto the next round with the exemption he earned." Nickelz pointed out.

"Good job, Colin." Noivern and Nickelz clapped loudly for him.

"Additionally, California received a correction, which will mark one of her incorrect quiz answers correct."

"For the rest of you, your fate may be decided by the next quiz." Nickelz frowned, and his brow furrowed as he stood up and left the table.

Current Prize Pot: $14,500

Chapter 2 complete! Thank you for reading.

For those competing, here is the quiz. Please take the quiz within 48 hours to remain in the game. 

Some of the questions will be information that can be found in the chapter, and some you will simply have to make educated (or non-educated) guesses about.

I suggest that you split up your answers between multiple possible Moles in order to get at least some correct. 

ColinShadow and ItzIngenious are exempt from taking the elimination quiz. 

California gets one correction on the elimination quiz.

For McKenzieFam, Capybarra, California, Noivern, and Missouri, the quiz is mandatory. The player with the least correct answers will be eliminated.

Only respond to the form if you are one of the players listed above. 

Also, yesterday I reached top 1,500 quizmakers. Thank you so much!