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

[enhancements]

[Wh...]

I don't...know?

[he sounds so fucking bewildered but at the same time that is said with all the goddamn certainty of someone who knows he's going to absolutely regret answering that way within the next twenty seconds]

[relieable]

[Osomatsu pauses for the full effect, waggling his eyebrows a few times before he stands up straight and announces]

Microchips!

[and he laughs, slapping his thigh. he lives for this, you know? to make people laugh, to make himself laugh. as long as someone laughs, boy did he need this!]

[enhancements]

...I see.

[HE SAYS, WITH ALL THE BITE OF SOMEONE WHO REALLY MEANS "OH MY GOD FUCK YOU" BUT HAS TOO MUCH OF A STICK UP HIS ASS TO ACTUALLY SAY IT.

but then, what sort of pun is it if the answer isn't "oh my god fuck you", really]

[relieable]

Nothing? Geez! [don't get upset, Osomatsu, you'll lose him]

Okay, okay. How about this. Did'ja hear about the Adam and Eve Virus? It takes a couple of bytes out of your Apple.

[enhancements]

It takes a couple of...

[Oh, oh my god. That.

That is one of the dumbest things he's found amusing in a while, hang on, you are not winning that easily.]

Really.

[relieable]

[Osomatsu holds up a hand] Hang on, I got one more for you!

[ahem!] An infectious bacteria walks into a bar. The bartender says "we don't serve infectious bacteria here." The infectious bacteria says, "well, you're not a very good host."

[enhancements]

[oh fuck all right all right- ]

Go tell Rin she owes you money.

[relieable]

[was that... a laugh? well, even if it wasn't, Wesker says that Rin now owes Osomatsu money! Osomatsu whoops and hollars, jumping into the air, doing a little boogie.

he is about to leave the dojo, but then stops, and turns to look at the other man]

You, uh... You take it easy, all right?

[enhancements]

[IT WAS CLOSE ENOUGH...]

...Of course.

[relieable]

[heh! Osomatsu gives him a grin, and then he's heading off to let Wesker go back to beating up that wall.

that was not as bad as he anticipated! next, Osomatsu's got to find Krauser!]