Week 1.

[trustfellowship]

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

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[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!]

Comments

[armamenta]

[His expression's sort of irritated, but that might just be how his face usually is. It's kind of hard to tell with him.]

It would be strange for them to take your arm off for some reason and leave everyone else unharmed.

[nachetanya]

[ She nods ]

Also, I was heading into a serious conflict last I remember right now. I could have lost an arm during it.

[armamenta]

A battle of some sort?

[Yikes. Wouldn't that be awful. Going off to fight and not remembering it, only to wake up and find yourself missing an arm.]

I'm impressed you're taking this so well.

[He certainly wouldn't have been anywhere near this calm or rational about it.]

[nachetanya]

The battle of my life, actually! I'd been chosen to be one of the Braves of Six Flowers.

[ . . . Which, she knows, in this hospital won't carry the same obvious weight it does at home, but still. She laughs a little, glancing again at the clock- she- ]

Panicking and raging wouldn't help matters right now, though.

[armamenta]

No, it won't. But it's understandable why you'd be furious with them.

[There's plenty of reasons for all of them to be mad, but it sounds like Nachetanya was about to (or already has?) take on something big.]

[nachetanya]

[ She... pouts a little, but then sighs, focusing back on Krauser ]

Mmm! There is, I won't deny that. ... But what about you, did you learn much else new?

[armamenta]

Nothing from the Transmitter. Couldn't get any information out of her.

[He's as subtle as a sock full of batteries to the face, so that's not exactly a surprise.]

The only thing I've got is the soundproofing in the rooms, but I think most people have figured that out by now.

[nachetanya]

Oh yes, I noticed that as well! I tested it out with Corrin the other day, you actually can hear through the door just a little, if it's particularly loud, I believe.

[ She - makes a motion like she meant to clap her hands, failed, and then sort of shrugs it off ]

[armamenta]

Probably so you can hear if someone's pounding on your door.

[What was that gesture supposed to be...]

[nachetanya]

[ Forgetting she has one hand... ]

I was thinking that too. But... it also means that rooms could have very private things happen in them.

[armamenta]

[Poor Nachetanya...]

I'd imagine the soundproofing is to keep us in the dark about any murders happening in the hallways. Or in the rooms, I suppose. If anyone's willing to risk letting someone into their room in the first place.

[nachetanya]

Mmm, though sharing an intimate moment would be a way to stop being watched, if the Transmitter is to be believed the other say.

[armamenta]

[. . .]

The idea did seem to fluster her. Though I can't say what good it'd do right now.

[i mean like hell if he wants any part of that but if it works, it works...???]

[nachetanya]

It's still something to bare in mind, perhaps even to test, if it's a way to prevent being monitored.

[ Like this conversation no doubt is, actually. ]

[armamenta]

Good luck finding people willing to participate.

[Is that sincere or a joke...??? He's kind of smirking so who knows.]

[nachetanya]

[ Tease intensifies, but: ]

You're unwilling, Krauser?

[armamenta]

Of course. You won't get me to budge on that one.

[But at least he's aware that it's teasing?? Oh my god it's sad when that's a good thing.]

[nachetanya]

I feel like you're underestimating me!

[ She says with a serious looking pout! ... Leaning in! ... until she pulls back and laughs, shaking her head. No, no, of course she was joking. ]

[armamenta]

I'll give you points for being brave enough to try.

[Okay, that is absolutely a smirk that I don't have an icon for so at least our senses of humor align?? Wow, this is so dumb.]

[nachetanya]

[ She hums, giving an innocent looking smile, making the rabbit ears shift a little. But then she course corrects and leans back a bit in her chair. Hmmm... ]

Do you have any thoughts on the other twenty-eight people here?

[armamenta]

[...]

Are you really asking me if I'm interested in anyone here? Now you're getting a little too bold.

[hot or not HOT OR NOT]

[nachetanya]

Oh no, silly! You can answer if you want, but I meant more generally!

[armamenta]

Generally? As in people I'll actually let joke about this kind of thing with me?

[nachetanya]

Well, that too., but... [ She leans in a little, and more seriously: ] I meant more if you see any potential allies or enemies among them.

[armamenta]

Usually I work alone, you know.

[It's a careful answer more than anything else; he's already found some people he thinks will be useful, but he's also not the most trusting person here.]