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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her room

[meanttobe]

[Knock knock! Guess who is here with a shark and a...sentient sludge monster.]

Mack? Hey, you in there?

[destinycalling]

[It takes a moment for her to answer, but eventually she opens the door.]

Did you need something? I'm kind of. I don't feel very good.

[meanttobe]

[He frowns.] Uh. I just wanted to say- I could find any materials for the thing, maybe drop by for Head It, but. What's going on?

[destinycalling]

I don't know. After the meeting yesterday, I started feeling awful - it was better this morning, but I guess I just ate something bad. [She shrugs, and then looks over Brady's shoulder to Sharpedo.] Sorry, Sharpedo. I'll play Head-It with you tomorrow.

[Oh, but! She disappears into her room for a second and comes back with her Too Much Effort Yarn Ball.]

Brady can play with you and . . . What's your name? [what ARE you.] Are you one of Arhie's pokemon too?

[meanttobe]

Aw, no. Food poisoning? That sucks.

[Sharpedo seems a little disappointed, but what matters most is that you rest, human! So it's alright.

Brady takes the ball, reluctantly, and Muk moans and nods...with his whole amorphous body.] That's Muk. I got his Pokéball a few days ago? He's real sweet. [Surprisingly.]

[destinycalling]

Hey, Muk. Sorry I can't play with you either. [Mack waves, but then kinda slumps against the doorway.] Sorry. I'm just kinda. I should go take a nap.

[meanttobe]

[Brady touches her shoulder, reassuring.] Hey, it's alright. You can't help it if you're not feeling good. I can keep 'em occupied, you get some rest, and I'll come back and check on you in a bit. Anything I can get you?

[destinycalling]

You don't have to do that. [But she knows he's going to anyway, so.] I guess some food might be good? I haven't really . . . eaten today.

[meanttobe]

[Aw, you know him!] You got it. I'll- ...an omelette would be too heavy, huh? I'll find something and bring it to you in a few hours.

[...it's possible he's going to just bring her a lot of food to try and test]