Trustfell 5: A Good Day to Trust Fall (
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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. |
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!]
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[Understatement. But yeah, you know who 'her' is, Wesker]
I'll stay in this world.
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Well, I'd imagine that you can probably survive here even if the others can't. Benefits of being mechanical and all.
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[He points at the blanket fort]
So I'll be okay. It's--it'll be hard, but I'll be okay out there.
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[He is actually not at all sure, but that's fine.]
Who knows. Perhaps there are people out there - just because it looks like this here doesn't mean it's like that the world over. It's difficult to say.
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[A lot of people here didn't know]
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[The crack on his optic's still there, after all]
Wait, that reminds me: if I'm having new data unlocked into my memory every week then it should all be there already, right? You think you can unlock everything? Just in case.
[Wheatley isn't sure how his own memory works, but it can't be that hard, right? Hah. Too bad, he'll have to keep receiving new memories every week]
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...Possibly, though it may be best to let it run its course naturally until the time comes that we can leave this place. Perhaps then I'll have a better idea of what's been done in the first place.
[He has just enough common sense to know that he probably doesn't want to screw with that until he can kind of look at the Transmitter, point at Wheatley and go "okay but what the hell, though."]
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Okay, that can wait. But how did you humans get your memories scrambled?
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[Wheatley is full of questions today, apparently. Must be because he has a lot to think about]
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My best guess is that we're all missing something important - possibly the same thing, most likely when we were taken - that she doesn't want us to see. Things like that tend to be a little unpredictable with how much they knock out, memory-wise...
[Mm, but - ]
Though that wouldn't necessarily be the case with you, would it, yours would have to be deliberate.
[...]
I've no idea, then.
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I guess we'll know once we meet the Transmitter face to face. It shouldn't take long, there are some people around here who'll make it happen. Like Ryoji! He'll have several dates with her.
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[Why the hell is Ryoji like this.]
...Until then, I think I may have some idea of how to fix that crack in your optic. Meet me in the art room sometime within the next few days.
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[...this is gonna be the glass repair amateur hour, wheatley, here's hoping both your body and what passes for your face are ready. at least given the location he can't possibly fuck it up badly enough to hinder anything?]
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Alright, I'm leaving it up to you. I'm not completely sure this is the best option for me, but I don't really have a choice, unless I ask the Transmitter, and it'd be awkward to ask her to fix the glass right after I want to ask her if she can fit me with wings.
[That's totally for the best, give Wheatley the ability to fly]
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You asked her for wings.
[...]
Dare I ask why?
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[Or a ship. He's aware there are a lot of requirements to get in those vehicles]
I told Osomatsu I'd visit him.