trustfelled | Week 1.

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.)

PATIENTS REMAINING: 30

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!]

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[hear hear. raises her coffee mug in salute.]

Jesus, I know, right? These bitches could at least carve themselves a shiv and leave the fucking cutlery alone.

[THANK YOU. Who knows if it's 100% honest with this crowd, but it's at least more genuine in appearance than George's. Rin turns to spot Madison and nods confidently, one hand on her hip and stirring a finger in the air.]

A shiv would be more creative, too.

And way harder to keep track of. Literally no one in this fucking place is thinking in the long term! [the long term of murder]

I mean, if we're thinking in the long-term, we should be focusing on excavation...

Long-term, we should decide who's good breeding stock so maybe the second generation can escape.

But, like, I guess we can think shorter term than that.

[EW. Rin sticks out her tongue, making a grossed out face. Most of the guys here are old! Or old and a goat!]

I have no intention of staying here for that long. I have something important to get back to.

[...but that's neither here nor there. Rin thinks to change the subject.]

How are you getting along? I remember you were one of the ones who was scrabbling for cigarettes.

Why do you care. [that's not a real answer mads. she shrugs] I've basically just replaced them with coffee. I'm good at switching from one drug to another.

[Rin shrugs.]

I don't particularly, but I tried to help Kogami, who had the same problem. If I could do the same for you but chose not to, the scales would be lopsided.

... What could you possibly do to help with that?

[Not a lot, but every little bit helps, right?]

Ginger. Ultimately, it comes down to treating a single symptom, but if you're experience nausea, I can make a ginger tea to alleviate that.

... I'll be fine. I've detoxed from harder shit in way worse places than this.

Really? That sounds intense.

[But she shrugs again. Suit yourself, Madison.]

I live an intense life. It's why I'm basically completely prepared for whatever bullshit is gonna happen here. [this is a lie]

That sounds like a fun game.

I'm serious! I'd like to see anybody here even try to kill me, even without my powers. [with them she literally died twice]

[You know, she's been seriously interested in talking with Madison. Witch carries a different connotation than mage, and makes Rin a little wary of the other girl, but she hasn't had much opportunity in her life to talk to other magic users.

Until the last day she remembers of being in her own hometown, in 17 years of her life she had only just met one other that same night. Well, not counting Kirei, but who counts him his face is dumb.]

That's what I meant! [She grins.] I was curious what a modern day witch is prepared for.

Well, for the past month and a half I've been avoiding getting eaten by a human voodoo doll, so, yeah. I think even my non-magical skills will translate to this place.

Point taken. Sheesh, a month and a half. That's a persistent abomination.

... Well, I mean, I guess she's my coven sister or whatever bullshit. [... she just felt a twinge of defensiveness for queenie she hopes that never happens again.]

...Then how did that come about? Did a spell go wrong?

Born that way, baby. Pretty much everybody has their weird magical specialty-- like, I'm really good at telekinesis. Queenie can stab herself to cut you open.

[Born that way, okay. Madison must be talking about Origins--]

Telekinesis? And you're born with it--

[A lightbulb goes off over Rin's head, the pieces sliding together. She's been listening with attentive if reserved interest, but now her expression alights with amazement.]

No way. You're psychics!

... No. We're witches. Did I stutter at some point?

[/SWEATS. She got too excited.]

R-Right. I forgot for a second, since that what you'd normally call it. You know, telekinesis, telepathy, precognition. You always see those lumped together as ESP.

I mean, yeah, I guess that's what normal people would call it. But, no, it's witchcraft all the way down. Or voodoo. Or ghosts. I think there's vampires too?

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