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

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!]

Comments

[gymasstics]

[Nozomi wasn't necessarily upset over her dream last night, but it filled some gaps she didn't quite understand and filled her with a sense of purpose; as a result, more or less the entirety of yesterday was spent in the dojo or pool doing her best to do exercises and trying not to get too frustrated over the lack of proper equipment.

She had every intention of spending today a lot like yesterday, but after breakfast, it occurs to her that she should probably explore the new rooms. Of all things, the workshop is what catches her attention, and she lights up like she found the solution to all the world's problems; after a short trip to the storage room, she starts tying some wood together, then ties the other end of the rope to her waist. With a good amount of weight tied firmly to her hips, she starts sprinting up and down the hallway with the wood awkwardly clanking behind- at least she's wearing some elevated boots she got from the vending machine instead of her damn stripper heels.

After spending a good amount of time doing that, she'll go and explore the arcade... And her demeanor more or less switches like a lightswitch from before. Everything in here is a novelty, and she needs to try out every game at least once, although ultimately she ends up parking her butt by the DDR machine. But when she's there- or even before that- she'll eagerly stand in front of any machine and call out to whoever shows up with-]

Come on, join me! It doesn't cost a thing.

[...While she'll be good at the ddr and rhythm games, Nozomi pretty much sucks at everything else.]

Hallway

[georgeous]

[ George is coming to see what makes this much noise and.......... uh. Alright.

He'll just stare for a while. ]

[gymasstics]

[Down the hallway she goes!

And back up!

And back down once more before she finally stops in front of George- both because she finally noticed him and because she needs to catch her breath.]

Good morning! I'm not in your way, am I? I can head somewhere else.

[...Is that all you have to say for yourself Nozomi, really-]

[georgeous]

[ At least George knew better than to expect a more reasonable greeting, but... ]

Good morning....... are you quite sure this is an efficient training method?

[gymasstics]

It's not ideal, but I have to make do with what I have. It would be nice if it was heavier...

[That is not at all what George meant-]

[georgeous]

This raises a lot of questions about how you usually train.

Do you tie tires to your waist? [ Wait....... ]

Tell me you don't.

[gymasstics]

Alright, I won't tell you. The tire's getting pretty light these days anyway.

[...Nozomi, everybody--!]

[georgeous]

[ ........................ ]

Why?

[gymasstics]

You'd lift weights to strengthen your arms, right? This is for your hips.

[Hmm... How does she get him to understand?]

You want to give it a shot?

[georgeous]

.... I'll pass.

I think my hips are doing fine from normal work-outs and martial arts training, thank you.

[ Because that's........ normal? And not... this. ]

workshop

[crywiththesaints]

Is that some sort of Keijo training device?

[gymasstics]

Yeah. We don't have any tires around here, so it's gonna have to do for now.

[crywiththesaints]

Tires.

[why.]

[gymasstics]

It's good for all the muscles around your hips and butt.

[Kashima-san are you saying you wouldn't drag a tire around with your ass-]

[crywiththesaints]

I don't know why I asked. With your dedication, you'll still be an accomplished player should you escape.

[gymasstics]

I better be. I can't just fall behind because I'm in here.

[For some reason, the way Nozomi says it seems to hold a little more weight than usual. She's certainly not angry about it, but there's a calm, firm determination to her words that doesn't quite match with her early enthusiastic dreaming. She certainly isn't yelling about money anymore, at any rate.]

[crywiththesaints]

You dreamt something important, didn't you?

[gymasstics]

Yeah. I don't think there's been a week where I haven't.

[crywiththesaints]

None of them have been mundane?

[gymasstics]

I don't know if that's how I'd put it, but... They've all been important to me, you know? Most of you guys seem to have bigger problems than I do.

[The reasons people end up killing is proof enough of that.]

What kind of things do you dream about, Kashima-san?

[crywiththesaints]

Business ventures. The little girl I've taken in -- Kougami got a photo of her out of the prize machine.

[Sakura pulls out a photo of a strangely serious seven-year-old.]

Her name is Akane. He seemed a little thrown by it.

arcade

[enhancements]

[...you know, he came in here to fuck around with the rhythm games for a while and he actually has absolutely no clue why he didn't expect Nozomi to be in here. That said, though - DDR, of all things...]

You sound as though you've been enjoying yourself.

[gymasstics]

An arcade like this is a real treat, don't you think? You don't even need to spend any quarters.

[Isn't it wonderful-]

Oh wait, right, you're rich. Well, who cares? Come on, this song's pretty tough to beat.

[enhancements]

...Whether I can afford it or not, I've never actually played.

[I mean, he'll...go, but he obviously is not used to this, good lord.]

[gymasstics]

Don't worry, we'll figure it out together, even if it takes us all night.

[AND THERE GOES... A SONG, I DON'T WANT TO LOOK FOR A DDR SONG WHILE MY INTERNET HATES YOUTUBE, IT'S NOT PLUTO RELINQUISH BUT IT'S A REASONABLY CHALLENGING START.]