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!]

Comments

[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.

[meanttobe]

Okay that I don't get.

[greenmamabear]

Yeah its... weird. Its all about like... Okay, something sees us as real, right? So we can exist and think and stuff. And then we see paper and chairs and whatever so they can exist and think on some other... place? I think?

[Basically bullshit science mumbo jumbo.]

[meanttobe]

I'm...observed, therefore I am...?

[This is all flying right over his head.]

[greenmamabear]

I.... think?

[Honestly, Fern's pretty close to the same level of understanding as him. She tosses some papers away in irritation.] Maggie and Staph say people like us don't... get to understand this stuff. But it still makes me feel dumb.

[meanttobe]

That's kind of mean of them. [Grumble.] Who are they, people from your home?

[greenmamabear]

Maggie and Staph? I, uh, don't know them from home, but I met them in the Hospital. They're nice enough.

[meanttobe]

The place you were before all of this? [He asks, judging from the hospital gown.]

[greenmamabear]

That's the one. Explains why my occupation is "patient" huh?

[She tries to sound more blase about it than she is.]

[meanttobe]

More than a little. If these people were talking about stuff like thinking paper, though, it doesn't sound like this was a normal hospital.

[greenmamabear]

It was...

[Awful, terrible, incompetent, horrifying, opening up moral questions about humanity, smelly.]

Something.

[meanttobe]

Eegh. Say no more, sounds like an experience.

[Hon you have no idea]

[greenmamabear]

Yeah. It was that. Some of the patients were nice though. Staph, Maggie, and Celia too.

...Still not sure why I was there, but maybe they were trying to figure out the green thing.

[meanttobe]

You mean your whole- [Bites tongue.] The whole... You know about that?

[greenmamabear]

Yeah. I still don't see it but. I know.