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

[protectandselfserve]

You know, it didn't kill me and it didn't taste horrible, even if the problem was really that it didn't taste at all, so hey! I've got to hand that to the little guy, at the very least. It's a start!

[journalname]

A first baking attempt could certainly be worse! He has the idea of it, something clearly just went wrong in the execution. I could not say what; I am not quite that discerning, taste-wise.

It was a very ambitious project, though. Layered cakes are quite a bit of extra work.

[protectandselfserve]

Oh, definitely! I can't fault him on enthusiasm, really. I think he just needs help from someone with a mouth and a tongue.

[journalname]

I'm sure there are plenty of us who would be willing to help! It is very good of him, being so interested in a hobby that cannot benefit him at all.

[protectandselfserve]

Honestly, I have to say that I feel sorry for the poor little fellow. Why would whoever put him together not give him a mouth, if they could do things like give him olfactory capabilities?

[journalname]

Does he have olfactory capabilities?

[news to him]

[protectandselfserve]

Apparently! I was pretty surprised to hear it, but that's what he told me.

[journalname]

I would not have thought that.

[He considers this a moment.]

Smell makes up a great part of taste, does it not? I am no scientist, but it seems as though taste should have been an easy enough thing to add as well.

[protectandselfserve]

See, I think the fact that he has the ability to smell but not taste might be impacting things a bit. Sometimes things that have nothing to do with smell can impact how you taste something, after all.

[journalname]

At least it is a little better than missing both. He could smell if his cake was burning?

[protectandselfserve]

True enough! Although, I do have to say that I find it a bit sad that he can't enjoy the fruits of his labor.