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!]

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[torrentialroar]

[ She pulls out a blue stone from one of her pockets ]

This is a Dragonstone—it's a precious item of mine.

[cadmiums]

It's really beautiful! I can see why it's precious to you, it's quite dazzling.

[torrentialroar]

There's more to it than that—but here, it's just something reassuring to have. [ It definitely would be nice if it actually had any power. ]

[cadmiums]

Oh? Are you missing a piece to it here? [ It's the only thing he can assume, maybe it's jewelry?]

[torrentialroar]

No, not quite that—I guess you could say... it's a weapon, but it doesn't have any power now.

[cadmiums]

[ He looks to the stone again, curiously.]

Oh, so it's magical? Does it teleport you places?

[torrentialroar]

It is magical, but it doesn't do that. [ She lowers her voice, just in case someone could overhear them. ]

I'll tell you, but can you keep it a secret?

[cadmiums]

[ You can blame Wheatley for that assumption.] Of course! I promise I won't tell anyone.

[torrentialroar]

You see... it helps me transform. [ beat ] Into a dragon. [ In case the name Dragonstone wasn't a tip off ]

[cadmiums]

...you're a dragon?

[ ... ]

That's really cool! And kind of sexy.

[torrentialroar]

[ She's sputters at the compliment, completely unused flat out being called "sexy", and her ears turn a particular shade of crimson. ]

Er, well, in sense, yes...

[cadmiums]

[ He grins, completely unphased.]

That's really amazing, Corrin-chan! I wish I could see what you look like when you transform.

[torrentialroar]

Well, I can't do it here, unfortunately... [ Although, at the same time, part of her is glad she can't. ] But I guess once we get out of here, I could?

[cadmiums]

If you could show me then I'd love to see.

[torrentialroar]

[ She looks off to side, her ears still bright red. ]

I hope when I show you, you won't think that I look... weird. [ Or worst. ]

[cadmiums]

I doubt you could look weird, Corrin-chan. I can't wait to see!