Week 2.

[trustfelling]

WEEK 2 With the deaths of Sayaka Maizono and Mallick Scott the first week draws to a close. While you all have varying opinions on what happened and who was to blame, one thing's for sure: the Adjudicator isn't messing around. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; on Sunday morning the clock chimes as it always has, 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... However, those weird dreams aren't the only new thing around here; those massive double doors on the southern wall of the foyer have opened up, leading down another hallway and ending in what looks like another corridor to the west. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; consider it your reward for a job well done. Or perhaps for just playing the game. COMPETITORS REMAINING: 28

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week two of Trustfell! Don't forget to save your threads for coins and the activity check, and don't forget to submit this week's activity check and memory regains!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Adjudicator, you can do so here!]

Comments

infirmary

[losthisflower]

[Yeah those double doors are kind of attention grabbing, aren't they now that they're open. Though, seeing everyone else wandering into the new rooms, AZ felt almost less inclined to follow.

But hey, it's more legroom.

He's wandering through, at least to the infirmary because this place is certainly of a different style then the wood flooring and decor would make you think.]

....Have you found anything? [sup]

[greenmamabear]

Blood bags in the fridge. Lots of promising painkillers. Stuff like that.

[losthisflower]

Hmm, as I've noticed.

[...]

These "panikillers" are meant to help, yes?

[greenmamabear]

Uh, yeah. They kill pain.

[Expert analysis.]

[losthisflower]

[Good enough.]

Intriguing. [and he's talking to himself. He clears his throat.] I have not seen medicine as modern as this yet. It is quite different from what I am accustomed to.

[greenmamabear]

Oh, well, it's a bunch of chemical stuff. Does something to your party to dull the pain and stuff.

Not sure how old it is, but at least 50 years for me