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

[nachetanya]

Does that mean that nothing can arbitrate those? The weight of history, or the future, perhaps? OR in your society's case, I suppose that would be Sibyl.

[carnivorously]

Sibyl wouldn't decide for someone to become a hero or a villain if only because that would impede on society's happiness. After all, Sibyl's main function is to chose the path of least choice and greatest happiness.

[Which, given by the fact that someone like Kogami exists, probably is telling it's a really fucked up system.]

[nachetanya]

A "hero" impedes the happiness of society? Wouldn't a hero rather be someone who protects it, saves it?

[carnivorously]

What do we need to be saved from?

[It's a rather rhetorical question, but she can answer it if she chooses.]

[nachetanya]

Who's "we?"

If it's the twenty-six of us, I think the answer's obvious. But if it's your society, haven't you said that it's Makishima?

[carnivorously]

'We' is whoever you want it to be. And as a group, you're right it may be obvious. However, what if it's not?

[nachetanya]

Do you think you and I need saving from different things, Kogami? I'm not sure I agree.

[carnivorously]

Then perhaps you're the hero of your own story.

[nachetanya]

[ Narrows her eyes ]

If a story would even be written about me.

[carnivorously]

They say that you're the protagonist of your own story, though I suppose depending on your outlook in life, that saying could be taken with a grain of salt.

[nachetanya]

I'm not sure I'd even think of my life as a story.

[ She tilts her head ]

What about you, what do you make of that, Kogami?