Week 5.

[trustfellowship]

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. PATIENTS REMAINING: 22

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[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!]

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somewhere in the halls

[georgeous]

[ George is in the foulest of foul moods himself today and he really would not have bothered with Lovecraft if it wasn't for this.... very strange utterance. After all the death they've seen, he has very little tolerance for vague threats left so he decides for the rudest possible approach and just snap a question at Lovecraft. Uh. Oops. ]

What enemy?

[cthulwho]

[W o w, George. But it's a completely valid question, considering everything else going on. Unfortunately, Lovecraft's answer isn't going to be very useful.

He pauses for a moment before tilting his head toward George. It's...a little unsettling.]

Those who would...interfere with Fitzgerald...

[Whoever the fuck that is.]

[georgeous]

[ .... uhm. Okay, so are we sure Lovecraft is human? Did that ever get established? There was that question mark on his profile..... George needs to look into that so he's prepared for whatever weird movement Lovecraft makes next time. Uhm, yes. ]

... this whole author's name thing is really pervasive among people around you, huh?

[cthulwho]

[Is he human? A very good question...!

He frowns slightly. He's growing a little irritated, only because this topic is getting brought up again when he's already feeling disoriented enough.]

Again with authors. People keep confronting me with this information... I have nothing to say about that...

[georgeous]

Then who is Fitzgerald?

[ Let's approach this backwards...? Maybe that will... help. Probably not. Getting anything reasonable out of Lovecraft apparently only works when it's about (rightfully) incriminating Nachetanya. ]

[cthulwho]

[It's actually easier than George might think. Honestly, it's only because of the group setting that Lovecraft gets so nervous and stubborn with speaking up. George will find that he's much more willing to speak now that it's just the two of them, despite his current daze.]

My employer...and the leader of the Guild.

[georgeous]

And you'd kill for him.

[ He could also ask what the Guild even is, but this seems more immediately pressing given the murder game situation they are in. ]

[cthulwho]

[Lovecraft's gaze briefly drifts up toward the ceiling before his head rolls back into another unsettling angle.]

Yes. He...already ordered me to eliminate...

[Holy hell he should not be saying this. Coming off of his most disorienting dream yet, he isn't even in the right frame of mind to be having this conversation.

But there it is anyway.]

[georgeous]

[ George is starting to feel like just locking Lovecraft into his room and occasionally feeding him might be a sane idea, but he knows that's irrational. Someone visibly disturbed and dangerous is not.... as threatening as someone unexpected. Last week proved as much. ]

He's not here.

[ He says it firmly, hoping to get through to Lovecraft a little. ]

Whoever you need to eliminate is not here either.

[cthulwho]

[He lets that sink in for a moment.

...

Blinking blearily, he straightens out his posture somewhat.]

R-Right. That is...right. This is the hospital, isn't it. [Internally, he confirms this to himself. George wouldn't be here, otherwise. Ah. It's George...] I apologize if I startled you...

[georgeous]

[ Oh thank God, you can actually get through to this guy! George smiles. ]

I know those memories can be startling, but losing your grip on reality like this will be dangerous for you and others.

[cthulwho]

I...

[Well, he really can't refute that.]

This doesn't usually happen. The dream I had was...incredibly disorienting.

[georgeous]

Do you suppose talking about it will make it easier to stomach?

[ He's in no way asking this to be nosy, shhh. ]

[cthulwho]

I don't think so...

[...but he'll give some more information anyway.]

I was just in the middle of a fight that I have no memory of... I couldn't even say what brought it on. I did not recognize the targets, though I apparently was ordered to eliminate them.

[As George knows, since he overheard the mumbling.]

[georgeous]

[ That info is interesting, asking was worth it! ]

Do you have issues with memory loss in your world or would you say there was a memory... missing between what you saw now and what you last saw?

[cthulwho]

My memory is quite good...so, the latter. And it wouldn't be the first time this has happened with my dreams here.

[georgeous]

... I see. Mine have all been in order.

Did you find the contents of your memories to have any relations to your experiences here in each of the weeks they came?

[cthulwho]

[He blinks. ...That's an interesting way interpret the dreams.]

Ah, I don't believe so... Though I keep wondering what sort of event happened to get me admitted here in the first place, and if it will become apparent in one of these dreams.

[georgeous]

If there were any obvious hints in our memories, I doubt they would let us regain them. Though we cannot know for sure until someone can say with certainty that they're caught up on memories.

[ Which is... kinda hard to achieve since you don't really know what you don't know. ]

[cthulwho]

That is true... [Hm.] Though, the Transmitter ensured that we would become aware of it in time.