Trustfell 5: A Good Day to Trust Fall (
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Week 1.
Despite how unhelpful she seems, one thing has become very clear after talking to the Transmitter: there's no way out of here. It seems like you're stuck here for the time being and the rules the Transmitter told you about are still hanging in every room. You'll be left up to your own devices now – feel free to continue exploring and getting to know your fellow Patients for the next several days. Should you want to eat something you're free to use the kitchen before 10PM, but after that the doors will be locked and no amount of fussing with the locks or trying to break them down will get them to budge. However, your wake-up call in the morning isn't exactly a pleasant one - loud bursts of static over the intercom can be heard early in the morning, pulsing almost as though it's following some sort of pattern, though it isn't possible to discern exactly what that pattern might be. This will happen every morning at 7AM and again in the evenings at 10PM. You'll be able to hear it no matter what room you're in. There isn't any punishment for sleeping through it, but you don't want to waste the day in bed, now do you? (Unless you were out exploring all last night. In which case, go back to bed, damn.) |
MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week one of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!
If you'd like to get in contact with the Transmitter, you can do so through text or the phone in your room!]
kitchen
... Yeah. Thanks.
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[She grabs a plate out, taking the spatula and scooping some eggs onto it before passing it his way.]
There you go! Oh, wait, you'll need a fork—
[And that being said, she grabs one out for him as well, setting it on the plate.]
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Are you used to cooking for others? [ More curiosity than anything. He slowly starts eating with a pretty indifferent looking expression. ]
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Mhm! For my younger brother and sister when I had to babysit.
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He drops his plate and fork onto some counter, fully expecting someone else to pick them up later. ]
You cook often then. [ Mikoto will remember this. ]
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[It's surprised rather than critical of how quickly he ate, but the way her eyes linger on the plate as he sets it down is a bit disapproving. She doesn't voice that sentiment, however.]
Pretty often. It's a good pastime! Do you know how?
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He's very spoiled. ] No.
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[A beat, as she continues to look at the plate.]
But, um, don't you think you should clean that?
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Haven't got any interest in either.
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Cooking with a frying pan is a pain.
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Ice cream?
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[A beat.]
N-Not that I think you couldn't do if it was hard, that's not what I meant!
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Didn't take it that way to begin with.
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[A pause.]
Oh, but I forgot to introduce myself! My name's Rose.
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You gonna be here tomorrow?
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