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!]

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[preciousking]

[ As she speeds up, he slows down and watches her expression carefully. He's seen similar pouts before on Anna and on Totsuka. Rarely, Yata and Kamamoto too. Usually he's watching from afar and doesn't have to react to them directly, much less soothe them.

... Well, he doesn't have to soothe her now either.

...

With an annoyed click of his tongue, he slams his hand down on the piano keys. He doesn't say anything, only watches her to see how she'll react. ]

[blunders]

[Well, if he wanted a reaction, he certainly gets one--Felicia practically jolts at the sudden slam of the keys, hands flying off to immediately defend herself. It seems to have worked to get her out of her own head, though!]

...D-did I sound that bad?

[...she kind of doesn't. Really realize how fast she was going, oops.]

[preciousking]

[ It should be a crime to do something so violent-sounding and yet look so calm about it. Yet here he is, free and clear.

He even looks back to the piano like that wasn't an extremely jarring experience worthy of scrutiny. ] No. [ He doesn't plan on explaining why he did it, especially since she looks like she's stopped pouting.

Sorry, Felicia. You deserve better. ] Let's keep going. [ 'this time he doesn't wait for her to start. He starts pressing the keys. ]