Meanwhile in The Pit(tm)
Suddenly, losers from the smaller round are herded into The Pit (tm).
There is ominous laughter.
Then a smiling golden-eyed twink peeks over the edge, which is much taller than it had been back when the Masters had been thrown in. At least 10 feet tall cement walls surround them.
"My partner says the numbers aren't working out," The twink announces. "And I think y'all deserve another chance. So. um. Stay here until we figure it out mm'kay?" He says before disappearing. As if they have a choice.
He's back like 20 seconds later.
"I forgot! Not you, daddy." And Kimblee is yanked out of The Pit (tm) in much the same manner that his arm is yanked out of its socket.
And he's gone.
This time it sticks.
The remaining villains are left to languish.
Their fate is up to you, lovely viewers!
In: Technically Not Election Fraud!
There are 20 open spots and anyone could take them!
So there are 44 winners and winning teams of round 1, I could just do some randomly assigned rounds of 3. but that's boring So we're bringing 20 contestants back to get a nice 2^n-y 64. Or smuggle in new contestants it's all fair game!
You can check as many boxes as you like, but I ask that you only do that once. Honor code.
But also there is no honor here and I'm accepting bribes in the form of lore. (This is one big game and I want y'all to play with me).