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

[yourpiecenow]

Despite what Lovecraft might tell you, photos don't actually hold any pieces of your soul.

[beat]

But, I mean, I'll try it if you want. I'm flying half blind here to begin with.

[preciousking]

All right.

[ He shrugs and kinda... turns to leave?? He's not explaining it but Madison can probably figure out he's going to get the photo. 'cause that's what he's doing.

As quick as his unhurrying ass is capable of, Mikoto leaves the dojo, heads to the vending machine, picks up the picture of Gant he left behind earlier, and brings it back. Presuming Madison doesn't try to lock him out for some reason, he hands it to her.

It's probably been like five minutes. ]

[yourpiecenow]

-- What the fuck, not him! Are you insane? I'm already technically becoming the bride of Satan here; I'm not bringing back one of the crazy ones!

[preciousking]

... Does it matter who it is? Quit being so picky and try it already.

[yourpiecenow]

Of course it fucking matters! I wouldn't try it with, I don't know, Tanya either! On the off chance my corpse gets possessed by someone, I want to be sure it's not someone I fucking hate.

[preciousking]

Now it's corpse possession?

This is starting to sound like a waste of my time. If you were going to complain this much, why bother making that note in the first place?