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Week 5.
Two more are gone this week. Luna and Chie Hori have joined those who are present only in memory now, and their passing seems to have left a lot of emotions raw and exposed. But as usual, the group has at least a little bit of time to recover. Saturday can be dedicated to rest and sleep; on Sunday morning, the clock chimes the hour at seven o'clock. The stairwells are clear of bodies; there's no more death to be dealt with for the time being. Unless, of course, you happened to recover something particularly unfortunate in your dreams... Once again, there's a new floor to explore; your reward for doing your job well. And since you've survived for a month now, you are doing your job well. However, the new floor isn't the only thing that's changed; there are a few things about the building that seem a little...off. A few things that weren't there before might be, or a few things that should be there aren't; you'll just have to see what the week brings, won't you? That is, if you're not going to be investigating all the goings-on personally... |
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[OOC: Welcome to week five of Trustfell! Save your threads for coins and the coming week's activity check; don't forget to check in to this week's activity check and submit your memory regains as well!
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chickens ofc
-- Oh, you're trying to race them! [just immediately understands this. that's how weird this idea is.]
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Ah, good evening, Sukuyo. Yes, that's what I've been attempting to do.
[SEE SHE GETS IT]
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[peers at the chickens]
Haven't you bribed them with anything? Animals aren't gonna race unless there's something tasty at the other end!
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[...So how much feed should we use.]
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[Give him a moment...
So. An entirely too large pile of chicken feed later--]
Hmm.
[The chickens sitting at the other end of the room are looking over curiously, but they don't seem too inclined to move immediately.]
...Perhaps they need more motivation?
[But this is a lot of food, good lord.]
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... wait!]
We need to scare them! All races start with a gunshot, to motivate the runners to do their best out of fear of being killed! We need to put that fear into the chickens' hearts!
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[OH MY GOD SUKUYO NO--]
That's-- That is not why races start with a gunshot...
[OH MY FUCKING GOD]
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Regardless! Scaring the chickens into running seems like the best bet! If they're unmoved by hunger, terror is the only thing they'll listen to!
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[SUKUYO PLEASE THINK OF THEIR POOR LITTLE HEARTS]
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[that was the worst idea.]
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Well, I do appreciate the thought...
[Hmm. Okay, so food is probably the best incentive, but clearly the chickens aren't going to move from that spot...]
...Do you think a trail of feed might help?
[You know. To lead them to the finish line.]
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Very well, let's try that then.
[this sure is a trail of chicken feed leading towards that massive pile at the end
...
OH WAIT, a couple of the chickens are totally interested in it now, hang on this might actually work...]
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Ah, it actually worked...
[He sounds very pleased with that though, despite not really looking any happier than usual.]
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Though considering that's what they do in Brightwall, I have no opposition to betting.
[IT'D PROBABLY BE HILARIOUS NGL]
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[This sounds interesting, do tell.]
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It's home, though!