Trustfell 5: A Good Day to Trust Fall (
trustfellowship) wrote in
trustfelled2017-07-02 11:45 am
Week 5.
Another week has passed; another two people have died. Tsubasa Hanekawa and Nachetanya Loei Piena Augustra have joined the ranks of the deceased. Whatever you may have thought about them in the end, one thing hovers heavy over the group: the fact that neither their compassion nor their ambition was enough to keep them alive in here. Is yours? 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... And of course, with another successful trial comes a new addition to the building, another corridor opening up on the west side of the building. The doors leading to it branch off of the hallways leading to the second and fourth sections of the building; have those doors always been there? You can't remember... It's a new week. Of course, that means you've been here for over a month, and your stay doesn't seem to be coming to a close yet. |
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week five 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!]

WEDNESDAY
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anyone entering the kitchen today will find this note on the fridge:
hey if anyone has access to a dead person's hair like from a comb in their room or some shit bring it to the dojo tonight i have an idea - mads
they will also not be able to find any salt in the kitchen today.
anyone brave enough to actually go to the dojo at night will find Madison sitting at the edge of a large circle of salt. she has a metal bowl in her lap and boxes of matches at her side-- and a large knife. she doesn't notice you come in; she's too busy pouring over a piece of paper, writing and scratching out lines of words as she mumbles to herself.]
Calpriziana, offina alta net-- no, that's not it. Fuck, Madison, this is not the time to start forgetting your fucking lines...
[so this is happening.]
dojo?!
He stands around like an asshole for a while until Madison speaks. ]
What's all that even mean?
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What are you doing?
[Besides something that Kimbley would ban right away, of course-]
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dojo
...Madison, what are you doing?
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Dojo
[He hasn't brought anything without knowing what the deal is, but he's open to it.]
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In any case, he doesn’t feel like going on a hunt for it, so he’ll just keep the capsule in his pocket as a reminder.
The kitchen is his next stop for some meal plans, maybe a sandwich will suffice for lunch today. Something simple, really.
He can be found in the library for a bit picking up some new reading material. He’s looking at some Earnest Hemmingway now, so a bit outside his usual he’s been seen with before.
With that in hand, he’ll go back to room 8 for a bit to read. He’ll keep his door open in case anyone does want to come by otherwise, he’s content just to smoke and read. The open door is simply a sign that he’s not hiding nor is he sulking or anything like that. Sure, the motive stinks, but he’s calmed down quite a bit.
That doesn’t mean he won’t find his way to the media room just to get his reminder for what’s at stake this week. At a keyboard, he’s trying to see if he can do anything—maybe put in some prompts, but he knows it’s all useless. It’s just he can’t sit there and do nothing and wait for Friday this time. Especially with Friday being far too soon.
After a bit, he’ll go to section 5 and knock on the locked door, as if he would get some response. He doubts it, but it’s worth a try. After that, to the arcade. Kogami is at one of the more old school cabinets and he’s actually playing whatever game he’s on pretty well. Then again, is it weird a guy from the future would know how to play games despite the fact he seems to have a stick up his ass? However, it’s fun, and if the game is two player, he wouldn’t mind them joining him. He actually likes a little competition. He’s not the best at video games, but he plays with a guy who’s always playing video games when he’s not working back home…]
EY YO KOGAMI
nouns are overrated.
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Kitchen
At which point she'll playfully poke him in the side, waving the carton of cigarettes she got out of the vending machine like a swimming fish in front of him. Look what she got~, hehehe.]
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...Who are they? The person you know that they have, I mean.
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... Even though a glance is all she needs to know that she's going to hate this room. Hand-eye coordination? What is that? Can you eat it?]
Which one are you playing, Shinya-san? [At least watching Kogami win at video games is somewhat entertaining. She'll stay for that]
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investigation inside!
Then, for the rest of the day, she's straight up just in the arcade, mostly lighting things up in one of the lightgun shooters. Here, at least, she seems to have decent aim, even if she is offering very loud and very angry commentary. Yeah, she's That Guy at the arcade.
And then, late at night she's uh. Well, she's in the Workshop! She's either trying to make something or slamming a bunch of nails into some wood, it's Unclear. ]
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Looks like the key's going to work; you heading in?]
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[Sakura has just walked in and is hanging around in the doorway.]
What are you building?
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Curious about it, he wanders over to see what the commotion is.]
Is something wrong?
[She doesn't look hurt or anything...]
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You're really good at this, Pizzazz-san.
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Wow. That soundproofing is both a blessing and a curse sometimes.
[Having fun nailing away there, Pizzazz? Leaving the door open a crack, Rin takes a second to look at Pizzazz's project before scooting over to the benches along the wall, as if looking for something.]
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The rest of the day is spent in either the library where he's picking out new horror books to read (Tsubasa had given him recommendations for mysteries, but he suddenly doesn't feel like looking at those for some reason) or the shooting range, which is where he'll be working with crossbows today. His aim is exceptionally good and the recoil on these doesn't seem to faze him at all. It looks like Krauser's having a decent day, at least.
Later at night, after the static blares, you can find Krauser in the arcade. He doesn't have any interest in the shooting games, surprisingly, but he is hanging out near the DDR machine just setting a song to play and watching it go without actually doing anything. That looks... fun??? No, that's not fun, Krauser what are you doing.]
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/just sliiiides on over.]
This is catchy. I didn't know you were into music like this.
[What are we listening to?]
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early o'clock
[Grandma, that is not the adjective normal people would use for a hostage vault.]
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After she's set the pyramid aside to dry and it's hit a decent hour where most people will be awake, she makes a quick stop at Room 4. And following that, only then does she go to wash up and change her clothes—ooh, and pick up some coins. Well, looks like it's off to the vending machines for some prizes!
...Okay but she does have to put in a complaint.]
Why do I keep getting all the weird costumes?? [She waves around the head of the red yeti.] This is the third one.
[Also this Santa outfit? Not even sexy. She sighs and stuffs it in a corner too.] Why can't I get a cute shirt or pair of jeans out of this machine? I've seen them around.
[As for the rest of her haul, she doesn't have a lot of time to sort it out today or give most of the items heavy attention. The weapons are all hidden quickly, of course, as is the booze. The diamond rings bring on an absolutely delighted face for all of two seconds, until she quickly realizes they're fake. Then they're being thrown down the hall.
The acceptance notice from Grace Academy and the weird plush (?????) give her some pause, if you want to see her gawking at the latter or trying to figure out who the former might belong to. The cigarettes just get a sly look. But otherwise? Come barter if there's anything you want!
Around noon, there is a magenta ribbon tied in an even prettier bow than the last few have been, on Tsubasa's door. After some deliberation, a plainer one is added to Nachetanya's door as well, when no one is looking.]
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Rin-chan? [ Give him a second to wake up and remember he dropped the honorific. ]
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[He says, indicating the yeti costume Rin's holding.]
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INVESTIGATION
Duty kept Asgore from wallowing too much in misery at home. Here, where no one really depends on him for anything, he has allowed himself to slack. But just because he is not as vital to Beacon Hospital as to the Underground (for good or ill), it does not follow that he should not...do something. Help.
So in the morning, he goes to the kitchen to pick up another breakfast shift. The sign-up sheet (in Gant's hand) goes untouched, and he still seems to be weighed down by something, not exactly the monster he was when he began here. But he can flip a pancake. There's some tea set out to brew too - pu-erh this time, not remotely floral.
After, he goes to the games room. If there is something to find here, he will find it, starting by methodically searching through the boxed game sets.
Most of the rest of the afternoon, he will be in the external foyer, trying to get his flower some light. He has his pen and paper, but he's not writing anything anymore, just staring rather blankly into space.]
External Foyer
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