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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investigation inside!

[arebetter]

[ Well, she might have been really really angry yesterday after that motive (more than she's told anyone, even), and she might have still been reeling a little after a shitty memory regain, but now she has something she can do, so in the morning it's straight to the locked room to see if that key she has will fit!

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. ]

[trustfellowship]

[Hi there, Pizzazz! Seeing as you've got your key with you, it will insert easily enough - it won't even shock you horribly in doing it!

Looks like the key's going to work; you heading in?]

[arebetter]

[ Hi there, investigation narration! She is absolutely going to do that thing, and be very glad to not be electrocuted! ]

[trustfellowship]

[The door opens into a short hallway, leading a bit further back into the building; it's incredibly dark down here, though, and there doesn't seem to be a lightswitch - all you've got is the light streaming in from the corridor you're starting from, and that's...a little rickety at best, as it tends to be.

It's also dark down here because it looks like there's another door leading into the room itself at the end of the hallway, so there's not a lot of light coming in from whatever that room is at the end of the hall. Save for what's managing to get through the small crack between the door and the floor and the seams at the walls, anyway.

Proceed toward the other door?]

[arebetter]

[ Sounds like a plan! Keeping an eye out for like. Jutting nails or used needles or whatever on the floor, thx Risen for not caring about tetanus.

Is it open when she tries it? ]

[trustfellowship]

[It is - it swings inward rather easily at her touch, actually, to reveal...well.

You know how the arcade looks completely out of place in this hospital?

Turns out it's not the only room that does.

While it might not be comforting to picture brain surgeons tossing back drinks, that hardly matters now, does it? Either way - welcome to the bar, Pizzazz, it is fucking nice.]

workshop

[crywiththesaints]

Popular, isn't it? This place, I mean.

[Sakura has just walked in and is hanging around in the doorway.]

What are you building?

[arebetter]

It's a birdhouse, can't you tell?

[Pizzazz there is literally no hollow space inside this monstrosity. ]

I cannot punch the Risen in the face for holding my family captive, so I needed something more constructive.

[ She holds up her bandaged knuckles for emphasis, her poor bedroom wall... ]

[crywiththesaints]

Your hostage, then. Most of the people in here had similar reactions.

[arebetter]

Yeah. I called them after and tried to negotiate, but then they laughed at me, which was super nice. But at least I know death is literally all they want, now.

[crywiththesaints]

The Transmitter tries to discourage death, her superiors want only death. There's got to be a reason.

arcade

[cthulwho]

[Lovecraft's been poking around at the arcade games as of late, but today's experience is a little different when he hears Pizzazz yelling at her own game.

Curious about it, he wanders over to see what the commotion is.]

Is something wrong?

[She doesn't look hurt or anything...]

[arebetter]

Well, the enemy placement on level three is complete nonsense! This game, I swear to god...

[ AND YET SHE KEEPS PLAYING?? ]

[cthulwho]

What do you mean? Are they more difficult to eliminate...?

[He hasn't even touched the shooter games yet, he has no idea what's going on.]

[arebetter]

They're just... there's so many of them at once! It's unfair!

[cthulwho]

I see. It is a shame that you only have such limited stamina... Your avatar must not be very strong.

[Maybe this game has a special invincibility cheat-]

arcade

[imaginex]

[Pizzazz might be That Guy right now, but Sakura is watching her wide-eyed and impressed as she shoots the hell out of her enemies.]

You're really good at this, Pizzazz-san.

[arebetter]

I play a lot of games in my downtime at home. Usually shooters.

[ She is absolutely the one who yells into the mic, this is canon. ]

[imaginex]

[Being someone who missed the video game hype (lol mages + technology = tire fire), Sakura seems intrigued with the entire system, even glancing around the other girl for a better look]

What's this one about?

[arebetter]

[ Mages sound dumb, video games are awesome. That's Pizzazz's hypothetical professional opinion. ]

Uh... you have to break into this compound to save the president. I think? Also there are dinosaurs later on.

[imaginex]

[Yikes, video games have no chill.

Excellent]

May I try after you're done?

Workshop

[heritrix]

[This is a notably tired Rin wandering into the workshop tonight, wincing as she opens the door.]

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.]

[arebetter]

A loud workshop is a happy workshop. Or something.

[ She wipes her brow and sighs. ]

It's been a long and awful couple of days.

[heritrix]

[She kind of hears that, barely, but isn't sure if she made it out right.]

Or something. [Repeating that half-heartedly, Rin thinks to leave it at that, but...] You have too much on your mind to turn in for the night, I take it.

[arebetter]

It was this or hang out in our nice new bar, and this doesn't leave me with a headache.

[ ... ]

That's what was behind the locked door, by the way. A bar.