Week 4.

[trustfelling]

WEEK 4 Three more Competitors died this past week. Chitoge Kirisaki tried to take matters into her own hands only to be punished as a result while William Flemming and Archie both tried to take the Adjudicator up on his word and escape. Three more of you are gone, but there's no going back now. 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... Once again, another set of doors has opened up - this time at the end of the western corridor, leading up and toward the north. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; consider it a reward for surviving another week. COMPETITORS REMAINING: 23

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week four 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!]

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[greenmamabear]

[Another day, another loss. Its almost comforting, in a horrifying way, to know there's a way out. But she has too much she cares about to even consider it.

She spends her morning in the infirmary, a pile of books next to her. A lot of H. G. Wells and similar moral dilemma stuff. She wants to be on hand, in case anything should happen. That said, she's pretty invested in reading whatever this book is about. What could a title like "Understanding Concept Cores" even mean?

She ends up spending the rest of the day in the dining room without even thinking about it. She just came in for some food, but she's found herself writing down a bunch of notes, flipping through the book's pages throughout. She's practically surrounded by paper as she tries to wrap her head around this whole core concept.]

dining room

[glaciates]

[Isaac's been particularly restless today, but he eventually goes to eat which is when he sees Fern hard at work on... something.]

...Making any progress?

[greenmamabear]

[She doesn't look up from her work.]

I think that I'm perceiving something like progress?

[glaciates]

Sometimes that's really all you can hope for.

[He takes a seat across from her, but he's not intentionally trying to get a look at her work.]

Can I ask what you're working on, or is this something you'd rather keep to yourself?

[greenmamabear]

[She drags a hand through her hair.]

A second pair of eyes couldn't hurt, I can barely make sense of it myself.

...Unless a second pair of eyes could hurt? But Maggie said there's always a second pair of eyes, so maybe it doesn't matter... [She's trailing off in confusion again.]

[glaciates]

[...Well this sounds, uh. Fun...???]

Why don't you start from the beginning?

[greenmamabear]

I don't even know where is starts myself, but...

[She fumbles through her papers until she finds a paper to hand to Isaac. Its a drawing of a bunch of worlds inside a circle. Just outside of it is a few boxes and one just on the line with a question mark by it.]

So I think we all come from within the grey zone. Uh, the circle.

[glaciates]

[He'll take that and look it over, head tipped slightly.]

Tell me about the grey zone. What is it?

[greenmamabear]

As far as I can tell? Its like....

Okay, everything out here? [She gestures outside the circle.] Has no idea what death is. Or sometimes what permanent death is.

[glaciates]

...So this is stuff from your world, right? Do you think where we are now is connected to this?

[greenmamabear]

I'm not sure really? My son and I [She puts a finger on a random world before dragging it to one of the boxes.] were taken from home to here. But I don't know if this place is outside or inside of the greyzone.

[glaciates]

I'm assuming there's no easy way to tell or you would've figured it out already. What are some of the differences besides death? Maybe you'll find something you hadn't noticed before.

[greenmamabear]

Everyone I've met from a different zone is... off.

Like worse than Aligula off.

dining room

[meanttobe]

Hey, Fern. Uhh. Whatcha working on?

[Brady's got a bag of sweet rolls and a notebook of his own.]

[greenmamabear]

Fabric of the universe stuff. [Pretty casual about it.]

How you doing today, stewball?

[meanttobe]

Fabric...of the... Huh. [He sits down across from her. Of course she is.] Me, uh... ...Pretty okay.

[Which feels a little wrong to say, after everything with AZ, but.]

[greenmamabear]

[She smiles at that.] That's good! Sometimes pretty okay is good enough.

[There's an unspoken "especially in this place".]

[meanttobe]

Yeah. [...the little smile on his face kind of says he's more than pretty okay also but he's totally moving past that right now.]

And you? Mysteries aside.

[greenmamabear]

Doing pretty well. Uh, all things considered.

[That's probably a lie but whatever.]

[meanttobe]

[Fern please...]

That's good! You...need any help with the universe? [He gestures about at her papers.]

[greenmamabear]

[She shrugs in good humor.]

If you want to? Its all pretty weird stuff.

[meanttobe]

I can roll with just about anything now. Lay it on me.

[greenmamabear]

Okay, well, uh, first off: what do you know about alternate universes?

[Believe it or not, she's not about to talk about half a-presses.]

[meanttobe]

[Thank god.]

Hmm. Uh, I'm more familiar with altered timelines? [that is likely not what anyone would expect to come out of brady's mouth] But...I guess it's kind of the same concept? Things are different in one place, but it's not like everything changes, they're just...different.

[greenmamabear]

That's about right.

I don't really get it but my friend Maggie says there's some kind of... layers of perception and existence and stuff. Like, we're here looking at these papers and somewhere else the papers are looking at us.