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!]

Comments

[crywiththesaints]

What, a mass human sacrifice ritual?

[arebetter]

I don't know.

[ ... ]

I offered to be a second Transmitter if they'd let Stormer go, and they said they don't have any interest in that. So. You're supposed to do experiments a bunch of times if you just want data, right?

[crywiththesaints]

Of course. But their end goal is the desperation and the death, or at least that's how they've got to reach it. No other shortcuts.

[arebetter]

Yep. Wonder what's going to happen if we get down to like five.

[ She said bitterly, with a bitter expression. ]

[crywiththesaints]

With this group's luck, a free-for-all.

[arebetter]

Sounds about right. Ugh.

[crywiththesaints]

I have no reason to go for this one, at least, but most do.

[arebetter]

Whatever else you can say about the Risen, they know what buttons to push to run this thing.

[crywiththesaints]

Of course. They know the people they've chosen, to an extent. Even if the Transmitter does like to mix us up.

[arebetter]

... Yeah, sure.

[ Guess who has a surprising fondness for the Transmitter, oops. ]

[crywiththesaints]

It isn't as if I blame her, don't misunderstand. There are a lot of people here.

[arebetter]

There are. She's pretty good at the names by now though, I think.

[crywiththesaints]

Well, she has had enough time. Even if some of it is spent addled and recovering from what her superiors do regularly.