Week 3.

[trustfellowship]

WEEK 3 Grace and Doug are dead. It seems that there isn't anything more to do but mourn your losses and try to move forward. The Transmitter's rules still hang in every room, a reminder of the only means of escaping this place. But surely no one else will give into them, right? Saturday is given to regrouping and rest; the static blares out early on Sunday, but at least there are no bodies to find today - it seems you're safe for now. The night before wasn't necessarily a peaceful one, however; you'll probably feel a bit groggy when you wake up, and it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... Once again, however, it seems your efforts won't go unrewarded; another set of corridors have opened up, much in the same fashion as the other new area did last week. With them come new rooms to explore; maybe some of them will be to your liking. Or perhaps it's better to say that hopefully some of them will; after all, if the Transmitter gets her way, you may be here for a very, very long time. PATIENTS REMAINING: 26

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[OOC: Welcome to week three 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]

[...you know what, he can absolutely understand that.]

What sort of abilities did she have?

[This sounds like A Story.]

[crywiththesaints]

Personally, I think we're missing a lot of things, and there's nothing I dislike more than that.

[ossifragant]

It would be. But at least this room looks relatively safe.

[Though the sure amount of arrows is probably a bad sign to begin with.]

...Though it does look like something must have happened to it.

[He says, moving to touch one of the walls.]

[enhancements]

Outside of what one would expect from someone attempting to kill me, she also had limited telekinetic abilities. [who the fuck is alexia ashford] And there were several of her besides, likely due to one of those little side projects we've discussed.

[You know. Clones.]

[imaginex]

[Well then. She'll carefully lower her bow to the floor and confiscate Wesker's (because she's lazy, though she'll get her own if he puts up a fuss). And the first thing she learns is that her affinity for bows does not translate well to this type of weaponry. She knows how to hold it and aim, sorta, but that's because she was peeking at Wesker.

Actually shooting the damn thing? It might be a testament to her skill that she hits well within the boundaries of the target, but it's not in the bullseye.

She has the nerve to look at the crossbow, affronted.]

This is... different.

[ossifragant]

The Risen's actual motivation for one. Who the hell they are, for another.

...Maybe what they are, as well.

[armamenta]

[So a psychic clone. As you do.]

Sounds interesting, I can see why you'd find that an entertaining dream. How did she end up with telekinetic abilities anyway? Was she created that way?

[enhancements]

...I believe so. She was created by one of our scientists, I'm not altogether sure what he did to her.

[...Or...where he is now, for that matter. Given that Wesker didn't hear from him in ten fucking years, he's probably dead? Huh.]

[positivespin]

[ Everything QQ dreamed about last night can be summarized in one word: airships. She also remembered a bunch of stuff related to the guy who nicely explained how airships to her, but that comes second to airships in her mind. As much as she loved the large ship that sunk, it positively pales in comparison to this flying ship that can take to the skies. And while she can't really quite remember the details, apparently she rode in one? That's so cool!

Unlike last week, QQ is incredibly peppy, even in the mornings. So much so that anyone (except George and Madison) walking around the foyer in the mornings might be greeted with a flying hug. Sorry, fellow patients, she just wants to share her excitement with everyone!

Once she's done hopefully not traumatizing people in the foyer, she'll be off exploring the entirety of the new area. In particular, she'll be examining the pool and the changing rooms. ...Yes, rooms. She'll be entering the men's changing room without a care in the name of investigation and hot bods.

May your local deity save you all from this violator of personal boundaries. ]

[nachetanya]

[ Well, wow. That's a lot of water??? Jesus.

But that said, when she's going through with her investigation into the area. And then she sees Nozomi swimming there and must be the real purpose of swimsuits right here. ]

Oh wow, that there was this much water here.

[ Which smells weirdly chemical too. she reaches down to brush her hand on its surface, taking in the smell of it ]

[armamenta]

[Good job, Wesker...???]

Well, at least you had an entertaining dream.

[carnivorously]

[Bullets and corpse touching. This sounds wonderful!]

Matou did? Can it be fixed?

[MOST PEOPLE WOULD PROBABLY BE LIKE "WOW THAT DOESN'T SOUND GOOD! WE'RE PROBABLY GOING TO BE IN DANGER SOON!" MEANWHILE SHINYA FUCKING KOGAMI IS HONESTLY WONDERING IF IT CAN BE FIXED LIKE THEY'LL HAVE IT TO USE EVENTUALLY, ESPECIALLY WITH BULLETS.

PRIORITIES, MY FRIENDS. PRIORITIES.]

[enhancements]

I take it yours was less so?

Foyer

[nachetanya]

[ Well that sure was a hug? She was kinda sort of en route to the kitchen with a wide path towards it, but. suddenly a hug?

She laughs it off though, brushing the other's back ]

Good morning!

[armamenta]

It wasn't terrible, but it raised some more questions.

I fought Leon Kennedy, but was interrupted by some woman. The fight itself was interesting; shame it didn't end the way I wanted.

[...he guesses??? This is so strange.]

Kitchen

[nachetanya]

Have you considered eating lemons?

[ this might seem like a random question from the bunny girl who is in the midst of eating an apple here, kinda lurking around behind him as he's working on the hamburgers.

... what is this meat prep style? ]

[imaginex]

I'm apart of the school club, yes.

[A small smile] Though I'm only good with a regular bow and arrow... I've never seen the crossbows before.

foyer

[halleberry]

A-ah, QQ-san...

[ Tsubasa can't quite say she was expecting the tackle, and with her headache, it catches her rather off-guard. She won't complain about it, but, she doesn't quite have the strength to return the hug. She does, at least, have the courtesy to offer her a smile, however! ]

You're looking rather lively today. Did something good happen to you?

[ Hopefully Oshino-san won't smite her for stealing his catchphrase-- ]

[positivespin]

Good morning, Nachetanya! Today's a wonderful day!

[ Thankfully, she doesn't spend too long on the hug, opting to let go and spin in place as per her usual happy dance. Yup, she sure is particularly animated this morning. ]

[arebetter]

Yeesh, yeah, that's enough to justify the private army thing.

[imaginex]

... It does look concerning.

[She relents the opinion after a sigh] Given the force, I wonder if someone used the crossbows for something.

[nachetanya]

Sakura.

[ A soft baby bird voice reaches across the room to the other, the bunny girl crossing her arm over her stomach as she's going to talk o the other... honestly, somewhere close to the time that the kitchen would be closing. What's she still doing out? Good question, who knows. ]

[halleberry]

Unless you count long strolls as exercise, I don't do much of it, myself, so the fact that you've even gone so far as to practice like this is something I find very admirable. But I'd rather not see you work yourself to the bone, is all.

[ Is that a bit hypocritical of her? ]

Still, you're quite a good shot, from what I can see, so I don't blame you for wanting to capitalize on a hot streak.

[positivespin]

[ Sorry, Tsubasa, she's been more excited than she has been in weeks. But at least that hug doesn't last too long before she lets go. ]

'Morning, Tsubasa! QQ had a really awesome dream last night about airships. It's so cool how they stay up in the air! To think so much weight can get off ground like that!

[carnivorously]

[It's hard to miss Sakura in the shooting range, especially since despite her appearance, she looks like she's truly in her element. Like she's a traditional Japanese woman. It fits the dishes she tried making, too.

Still, her accuracy is nothing to scoff at. It's good to see she has something to help her now, to keep with her so she can defend herself.]

You must be an archery club member.

[He says this from behind her, but there's distance in case he startles her. After all, he doesn't need an arrow to the body anywhere.]