Whilst you wait, I might as well let you know that the post I had put down for automatic team leadership in task 4 was post #1280... I'll let you hunt that down whilst I wrap up this story :spin2:

Oh and thanks guys :love: I feel a bit better, have been wrapped up since about 3am watching action movies and trying to eat LOL.

Won't be here in the morining :(

Lol Shaun.....pick again :laugh:

http://www.thisisbigbrother.com/foru...postcount=1280

DTM is the leader again then :laugh:

oh fgs, I made a typo

the post is 2680

Angel annie, come on down. <3

bloody deathlist distracting me

hopefully this'll be done before 2014

Oh......I knew I should've shut up last night :laugh:

On the way back from handing Ieva her dinner meal in solitary confinement, Livia's heels clicked and echoed along the halls. In the utility room, Arnaud filed his nails with a makeshift tool, fashioned from a crusty old loofah the prison. He'd spent the whole afternoon dealing with these strange visitors who'd arrived to the prison workshop, asking for various repairs to their goods in a program that the ICB facility started up, in order to try and prove that prisoners have some value to society. They were paid a measly 10p per item repaired, and this would go to their luxury budgets. He heard about Ieva's treatment and didn't feel particularly sad for her: he was one of the people who believed she was guilty. As he put the finishing touches to a bird cage brought in by a boy who looked curiously like RJ Mitte, Arnaud tucked away a semi and began to turn off the lights.

"Mariya! Hayley!" he barked, "tidy away those boxes."
"Who the **** made you boss?" Mariya sneered.
"Livia. Are you deaf? Do what you're told." Arnaud left in a flourish and slammed the door behind him, as a pair of guards locked up the room from outside and left for home.
"This fag needs to be put down," Mariya spat, as Hayley looked around and felt uncomfortable.
"Haha, yeah..." she trailed, putting a box of wire cutters back in the lock-up. She wondered to herself why they were trusted with so many tools and potential weapons given their history, but then figured they could only harm themselves. Maybe they didn't matter.
Hayley didn't have any plans to commit more violence, though - after the death of her boyfriend at her own hands, a vicious and horrific cycle of detoxification had been her battle; she didn't care about the prison sentence, she knew her guilt. Now clean from heroin for 2 years, she had gotten back in touch with her mother. Things were still frosty.

As Mariya shoved a large box of planks of wood into its place at the back of the room, a piece of paper fell from one of the shelves above her.
"Meet me in the kitchens", it said. She wondered if this was really meant for her, but pocketed it regardless and hurried about the rest of the work. Everyone else had left to return to their cells, except Hayley who was struggling with a crate of aprons and gloves to go to the washing machine.
"A little help?" she called after Mariya, who ignored her.

Aw hard luck Sam <3 :sad:

Ah. I understand, nice simple task.

I'm alive :amazed: RIP Sam :(

I don't get this task though

Anyone any preference on when they want to post?

I'm around all morning, so I can post soon if you want?

Can someone explain what we have to do? Also, I'll be around most of the day till 5pm

You just have to make 5 choices out of the grid.. so for example.

Z4, E42 etc...

And they can reveal clues, if you got 5 clues single-handedly then you are more than likely to be immune.

Well done Niamh, RIP Sam... hope you feel better Shaun

Ok, and do we have to wait for when Shaun says to make a choice is it? And go one at a time or what?

Anyone else around today?

Shaun do you need the order before we start to post?

nope :p

So what do we do exactly? I'm sorry for being a bit slow this morning but do we need to post our guesses at specific times or what?