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

[enhancements]

...I'm sure.

[His words are a bit tense when he says it, but. Right. Of course.]

[armamenta]

[He's quiet for a moment, just watching the robot with his arms folded.]

Will you be alright?

[It's sort of stiff, like he's not sure that's the question he should really be asking.]

[enhancements]

Of course.

[That much is immediate.]

I don't see why I wouldn't be. Either this is going to work out in my favor or it isn't, and if it doesn't then I'll handle it.

[armamenta]

Right.

[Which doesn't exactly answer the question of if he'll be fine in the worst case scenario, but Krauser doesn't really believe that they'll be facing the worst case scenario.]

I wouldn't expect anything else from you.

[enhancements]

[He's quiet for a moment after that's out there; god, just let him pick up the poor stupid thing and set it upright again- ]

I'll be fine, Krauser.

[It's...a little less abrupt this time.]

[armamenta]

...Yeah.

[It's not like either of them need the reassurance, but it helps anyway, somehow.]

So are you going to occupy yourself with this thing tonight?

[Since it's probably a bad idea to spar somewhere the night someone dies.]

[enhancements]

Seeing as it's for the best to not be out tonight...? Perhaps.

[...]

If it keeps us awake, it can always be shoved into the trunk we've been given.

[Or maybe the stupid thing sleeps. Who knows.]

[armamenta]

That'll probably just make it even more terrified. But I'm not complaining.

[this poor frankenturret doesn't deserve this]

[enhancements]

Probably.

[...]

I seem to have received more of those plants, by the way.

[He doesn't fucking want them??]

[armamenta]

Seems you're luckier than I am.

[congrats on your plants!!!]

[enhancements]

You're welcome to them, seeing as I don't have any use for them.

[armamenta]

[...]

I don't really have any use for them right now either. Maybe I'll take them off your hands if I get injured, somehow.

[enhancements]

...I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't curious about their effects.

[...so like if we're going to be bored tonight anyway- ]

[armamenta]

I'll show you, then.

[SO I GUESS WE'RE DOING THIS TONIGHT what a way to spend the evening]