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

shooting range

[nachetanya]

Oh, do you know what might've caused this damage?

[ She said, poking her head out from the storage area where all the crossbows and such are. She's actually carrying one of the bullets, looking at it with some awe before she focused on Greed. ]

[dangerousfool]

[Hah! That's for the better]

Okay, that can wait. But how did you humans get your memories scrambled?

[dangerousfool]

Very bad news. I'm not going back to my world. Ever. She can't catch me if I'm not in the same world than her. It's a foolproof plan.

[ossifragant]

Maybe. It kind of looks like a battle went on in here, doesn't it? It doesn't look like it was just disrepair.

[He runs a hand against the wall carefully.]

There are a lot of weird mysteries in this place, aren't there?

[enhancements]

There are ways to do that to humans, and to other people that aren't. [Like, you know. Asgore.] I've worked with nerve gasses and the like that are designed to induce memory loss, for example. It's medical, as opposed to mechanical.

pool

[nachetanya]

Oh, is that a swimsuit too?

[ That doesn't look at all like Nozomi's bikini.... ]

[nachetanya]

Oh, is it? Why's that, QQ?!

[ That's a lot of dancing and excitement we've got here. That said, she's actually well pleased to be released. Not that she's got anything against hugs, but she didn't expect that!! ]

[gymasstics]

It's wonderful, isn't it?

[Jesus, she's excited.]

Hey, Nachetanya! When are you hopping in?

[was that a fucking pun]

[carnivorously]

They're tart and sour, so no. Why?

[His prep style is just getting some ground beef, adding some spices like oregano, chopped onions, garlic, and pressing it into a patty before he throws it into a frying pan.]

[imaginex]

[She's less startled and more drawn out of a daze, glancing curiously behind her. With that awareness also comes the sensation of pain - having been too eager to get started, Sakura had forgone the usual attire that comes with archery. Her left arm is gonna be nursing that bruise for days.]

Yes, I joined my freshman year. [After a pause, she lowers the bow all the way and turns towards him.] I was surprised to find this in a hospital, but... it shouldn't go to waste, either.

[nachetanya]

Well, mixing them with water could remove the smell of ash from my hair. So eating it might clear out your mouth too.

[ #logic.

She never said she knew chemistry. ]

[nachetanya]

I don't have one of your swimsuits!

[ but she is sitting here on the edge, sniffing her hand again. It's such a sharp smell. ]

[imaginex]

It's possible there were a lot of people here at one point. The dining room and infirmary were both made with a lot of patients in mind, it seems.

... I always wondered why it's just us here.

[crywiththesaints]

Ah, so an enemy. We've certainly heard enough about those in the past week.

[positivespin]

Airships! QQ saw an airship with own eyes!

[ She stops spinning there for a moment, but that's probably only because that much spinning would make anyone dizzy. ]

It may be dream...but from what people are saying, it is actually memories? If so, that means QQ might have rode an airship!

[crywiththesaints]

Much like the laundry room, I'd say. Don't you think that one looks like it was hit with a calamity?

[ossifragant]

It does seem like people were meant to live here, a little.

I mean beyond the patients. Are live-in staff common in hospitals?

[This seems to be a genuine question.]

[imaginex]

[If nothing else, at least Tsubasa provides her with an out, and Sakura jumps on it immediately] Y-yes, I didn't want to lose my concentration.

[She rubs her arm, but the (slightly guilty) smile stays in place]

It's silly to think of school at a time like this, but since I'm being given the opportunity, I don't want to lose my edge, either.

[dangerousfool]

[An invader? On his fort? Say it ain't so!]

What are you doing up there? Did you come to invade? What's that in your hand, a flag claiming this place as your possession?

[It doesn't seem like Wheatley's playing along, more like...he's not sure about this development]

[imaginex]

... Tanya-san.

[At this point, Sakura has been scolded by a few people - and yet always looped back here, seeking adrenaline and peace of mind that comes from emptying your thoughts. But now she's well and truly tired, scratched up, and probably looking shallow from the lack of food.]

Um... what time is it?

[dangerousfool]

Now that I mastered the use of chocolate, there must be other options I could use...what do you think? What should be my next move?

[positivespin]

Yup, this place looked like it needed a flag! What do you want on it? QQ got a blue one because you look like a blue.

[ She prooobably should have asked that before she made her way up there, but QQ is definitely doing before thinking today. ]

[dangerousfool]

Why? It's inside my fort.

[And since it's his fort and his cake, he doesn't see the problem]

I needed a place to put the cake at for a while. Looking better than last week's, right?

[halleberry]

Airships, you say? Like a zeppelin? I've always found the aerodynamics behind those rather interesting, as well. With the rise of airplanes and helicopters, airships nowadays are actually a bit out of style, at least, where I come from.

However, there is certainly something to be said for the sort of...aesthetic of an airship. While a plane is faster, and easier on a budget, there's something to be said about that sort of slow, dignified way an airship cruises through the skies at a comfortable pace.

[dangerousfool]

I'm not sure, but I think San Francisco is far away from Michigan...maybe I should start getting there.

[Or...to this world's version of San Francisco, at least. Madison's bitterness flies over his head, he doesn't even notice it]

Of course I'm alive. Why wouldn't I be?