Week 3.

[trustfelling]

WEEK 3 The end of the second week sees two more people dead, and two more rooms sitting empty in the dormitories. Nephenee and Rideaux Zek Rugievit are both gone, but with the start of the third week, it looks as though the game will continue on without them. 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. 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... Meanwhile, it looks like another set of doors have opened up at the end of that southern hallway, leading to another long corridor stretching out to the east. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; you've earned it, after all. COMPETITORS REMAINING: 26

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week three 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!

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Comments

[meanttobe]

That...is a pretty good question. [Dang. Hm.] I think I saw Luca had a wedding ring? But it might've just been a normal ring...

[didntgetdadslooks]

Hm... maybe Ferid? I mean if nothing else he's, you know... really old. Or Jean? The profiles said Flemming has a daughter but I don't know him very well, and I know Walter has a family, but... he doesn't seem like the type to go to for this.

[meanttobe]

Hmmm, Ferid's my dude, but you know, he also wants to date Juri? Flemming seems alright but I don't know him well either, and... Jean, maybe.

[He snaps as a sudden thought comes to him.]

Fern! She's got a kid too, maybe she's got a good point of view.

[...well you can try]

[didntgetdadslooks]

I mean if nothing else she's pretty... momly.

[Angel that's not a word.]

Couldn't hurt to ask if we see her around, I guess.

[meanttobe]

Yeah. [Nods. Nods again. Nods once more, for good measure.]

...So, uh. Good luck? [And we will never speak of this again?]

[didntgetdadslooks]

[A firm nod.]

Good luck, Brady.