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

[ossifragant]

Nah, it's fine. Curiosity is a healthy thing, in my opinion.

[nachetanya]

Actually, on that note-

[ she opens her palm, for the bullet ]

Do you know what this is?

[ossifragant]

[He doesn't need long to look at it.]

Looks like a bullet for a gun. It's a projectile weapon.

[nachetanya]

...but it's not round? How do you load up this down?

[ossifragant]

I honestly have no idea. I've never seen a gun that's not front-loaded before.

Maybe ask Krauser? I think he's military.

[nachetanya]

[ . . . SOMEONE ON THE SAME-ISH TECH LEVEL AS HER? DO YOU USE ARCQUEBUSES TOO? ]

I'll have to do that.

[ossifragant]

[He's never touched one, but he'd probably know what it is!]

Hopefully you're able to get an answer. This place is pretty confusing; there's a lot of things I've found completely foreign.

[nachetanya]

Oh same. The same for me, there are so many oddities here that seem normal for the others.

[ Sigh.

... Pockets the bullet. ]

[ossifragant]

It seems like we all come from a variety of places. I wonder what it means, if anything.

[nachetanya]

Twenty-eight worlds, as much as I can tell.

[ Maybe less. Worlds are big, after all. ]

[ossifragant]

...Sounds pretty lonely, if you ask me.

[nachetanya]

Does it? Each of those worlds is no doubt vibrant, alive, and has many people on it. I'm sure they have their own troubles, but it's something to return to.

[ossifragant]

But we're alone her, when it comes to those who would understand our worlds.

[nachetanya]

To begin with, at least... but that does mean that we have the ability to give others many, many new experiences.

[ which is a little exhausting, but also interesting? She hums, and... ]

I don't disagree that thinking about it like that is lonely, though.

[ossifragant]

Maybe things will change. I don't know.

[nachetanya]

They can, of course. With communication for the mental concerns and for practical concerns... Investigation, right?

[ she taps the wall again ]

We can find out why this hospital is so damaged, and find the truth.