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

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[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

[nachetanya]

Ah... But what are the responsibilities?

[ That's not too dissimilar to her own throne, really. ]

[protectandselfserve]

Not exactly... it depends more on whether or not we get lucky and have people back home who will take the initiative to use this theoretical messenger as a means to saving us.

Surely someone showing up out of nowhere with information about us would be a clue as to what caused our disappearances, wouldn't it?

[crywiththesaints]

Oh, most likely. But that depends on whether they can.

[georgeous]

[ George takes it off her hands and gives it a glance over. Truthfully, he has no idea if it will, but the heaviness seems... intuitively alright? ]

Doubt we have better options in any case.

[ He turns it in his hands some more. ]

It really looks like someone got angry about the invention of guns and decided to literally stick some more "traditional weapon" on top of one.

[protectandselfserve]

Hahaha, that is true! Though, I'd attribute that to some of the other people here, too.

[yourpiecenow]

[mads has literally forgotten that the lid is a thing and does nothing to prevent this.]

[georgeous]

[ George goes silent for a bit at that. ]

I could say that there may always be a way we can use the Risen's memory loss power to revert the damage in the end, but I myself wouldn't want to let the fate of my world rely on such flimsy hypotheses.

But if you do it, nobody on the trial will show any mercy for it.

[nachetanya]

[ WELP.

... GUESS THEY'RE GETTING DICED UP FRUIT ALL OVER BOTH OF THEM THEN??? OOPS??? ]

A---ah?! Is it supposed to do that?!

[heritrix]

They'll have to catch me first. I'm sorry, but I have a selfish personality and I don't want to die.

[Very matter-of-fact, but not malicious. One would really have to question if she really gets how impossible she's made the tasking of winning for herself, if that's what she intends, or has fully thought through the consequences if not for what she says next.]

But if I'm caught and I do die, I can accept that. If I die, I still win. On top of everything else, I'll be executed upon returning home if my secret gets out, so quite literally I have nothing to lose.

[protectandselfserve]

Maybe she's actually a cat person? I would be less likely to suggest it if it weren't for Dreamy here, but you know!

[protectandselfserve]

Well, hey, that's fun in its own right, isn't it? But this is called "Principles of Private Detection," and I believe it might've belonged to Makkie? It seems like her sort of thing, anyway.

[georgeous]

Oh, we will catch you. If it's about ensuring survival, I won't hold back any on the investigation, regardless of who the killer is.

[ He really, really should be angrier at Rin, but she's being calm and collected about all of this and he can't bring himself to. It's nothing personal, for any of them. It's just a matter of securing yourself the best possible outcome. ]

So then by the end of the week, we'll be fighting for each other's death. Look at how fast it's come to that.

[nachetanya]

Makkie...? [ Oh... Oh okay, she nods. ]

So it's an instruction book for working cases?

[protectandselfserve]

Ah! Well, that would be a good time! Have you been training for it, though?

[barehands]

Madison, you don't know that's true!

[barehands]

If they were drugging us, wouldn't there be some kind of side effect other than the dreams?

[heritrix]

[A curious effect is brought on by his first statement. She holds her head higher, not on the defensive but with something more prideful. She watches him with what could be approval.]

It's a shame. You have a few flaws that can't be ignored, but I like people like you.

[It really, really isn't personal.]

[barehands]

I don't really think I am.

[She doesn't object further than that, though, and reaches forward to take the dessert as it's offered.]

Thank you. [A bite.] It's really good!

[barehands]

...All of us should be allies. We're all trying to get out of here, so it's better if we work together.

[georgeous]

[ He chuckles at that. ]

A few flaws, huh...?

Likewise, however. It's useful to have you in the group and it will be inconvenient to lose you.

[barehands]

[A nod.]

I asked her if there was anything else I could call her, but she said no... I bet she doesn't mind if it's coming from you, though! Besides, Mita is a really cute nickname.

[imaginex]

Then it seems you two will have quite a list of places to visit once this is all over.

[imaginex]

[And then Sakura encouraged Lovecraft to a watery grave because her player was tagging while half-asleep]

Oh? Very little seems to bother you, Lovecraft-san.

[She means it as a compliment, based on her smiling tone. At worst, it's a little envious]

[heritrix]

[Finally a grin, if only a small one.]

I stand true to what I said out there, that I won't try anything until Friday. Beyond survival, we still have a mutual goal in stopping the Risen, so for me that comes first.

[She hums, thinking about that some more.] It's too late to say things like "you can still consider me your ally until then" but if you discover anything, let me know. Like a locked door. I might have something for that.

[protectandselfserve]

We certainly do these days! That's the wonder of industrialization.