Week 6.

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WEEK 6 Losing three people in one week isn't very nice, is it? Morty Smith, Rakka, and Dio Brando have all joined the deceased. It will be hard to forget them. It will be even harder to forget that execution and Dio's flying, screaming head. Life must go on though and 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. Some of your antics have resulted in more rule changes, effective immediately. You might want to avoid breaking those if you're fond of staying alive. But then again, there are ghosts. Maybe dying wouldn't be so bad after all. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 18 PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 17

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week six 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!

The Letters and Switchboard posts are still active to be used at your leisure, for the sake of contacting the jerk who's keeping you here!]

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THURSDAY

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[announcemyvictory]

[That's a lot of chickens in the chicken room. Elise steps in carefully to feed them and check around for anything amiss. Or a mess, whichever.]

We'll need more space at this rate.

[After that, she'll be eating in the dining hall, then sizing up ingredients in the kitchen for... chocolate cookies?

And, if you come in while she's making them, they don't seem to be going catastrophically wrong? Weird.]

bawk bawk

[forcegalactic]

[There really is no use going to the chicken room if he isn't a farmer nor fond of looking after animals when there's more important things to be done, but seriously. That's a lot more chickens than they started out with.

He stands just outside the entrance, watching Elise walk about.]

We might have to turn the top floor into the all-chicken level.

[announcemyvictory]

There are enough walled-off rooms for it. I do wonder where he's getting them all. In any case, they'll be cramped. I only keep ten to a coop back home, and if I have more, just have a new one built.

chickens

[swirlied]

[ Yuuri's just passing by when he catches a glimpse of Elise walking into the chicken room, so he follows her in. ]

...Whoa. [ That sure is a lot of chickens. ]

[announcemyvictory]

I think we've got too many for the room. We'll have to find space for them.

[swirlied]

[ In the morning, Yuuri can be found at the vending machine with an... interesting assortment of items. For the time being, he's wondering how he's going to lug all of this back to his room.

Around lunchtime, Yuuri will be in the kitchen. He's just made fried rice for himself, and accidentally made too much, so he'll be offering some to whoever comes in.

Then in the afternoon, Yuuri is in the game room. He's playing solitaire, but he'll look up if anyone comes in. ]

Do you know how to play chess?

game room!

[icysemblance]

I play a little. It's been a while, though.

[swirlied]

It's been a while for me too. Do you remember the rules?

[ Because he sure doesn't. ]

vending machine

[sunsong]

Holy shit, that's...a hell of a lot of big stuff.

[ She's drawn to the rose more than the weaponry, picking it up or taking it out of his hands to turn over. ]

Seriously, when will we get a bag of chips?

[swirlied]

That's what I want to know too. Why is all this weird stuff in the vending machine?

[ But he smiles when he notices her looking at the rose. ] You can keep that, if you want.

[nankurunaisa]

[And so another Thursday comes.

In the morning, Hibiki can be found back in the ballroom doing some dance practice in the early morning. It's been a long time since she's felt safe enough to be out alone there, but it doesn't hurt to change where she does her daily exercises, does it? She's not using her iPod this time, but she's upping the intensity.

After she's moved on from working out, she'll be in the sewing room making a few simple things. She has Dorika with her at that point, resting next to her in another chair as she tackles something with black yarn. The objects she's making don't look very big, but she's humming and singing to herself as she works.

♪Right? We''re gonna shine real bright, you know. Right? Not matter where or how far we go.♫

But when she's done with that, Hibiki can be found in the chicken room right before and right after the night bells ring. Sixteen chickens is like heaven to her; she'll be petting to them, or, even stranger, talking to them like she's been known to do. She has to feed them so she can come back in the morning and see if any more arrive.

Between any of those times, she can be found in the kitchen or dining room making herself a meal.]

sewing room!

[swirlied]

[ Yuuri can hear Hibiki singing from the hallway, and he heads to the sewing room. ]

Hey, Hibiki-chan. What are you making?

[nankurunaisa]

Yuuri! Heya!

[Without really asking him if he wants to stay, she nudges the chair next to her out from underneath the table with her foot. The other one has Dorika in it, of course, but she's inviting him to sit.]

I'm makin' slippers! It's kinda gross that we don't have a lot of socks here, right?

kitchen

[announcemyvictory]

[Elise has just finished up at the oven, now setting out cookies on a cooling rack. They're... surprisingly not burned.]

Good afternoon! What are you making?

cluck cluck

[blazeit]

[ Guess who hasn't been paying attention to CHICKEN RIOT? Yeah, this guy. ]

— That's. A lot more chickens than I remember there being?

Chickens

[ninehundredlives]

Does anyone know why this is happening?

[Susan figures it'd be Hibiki, if anyone. There's just...so many chickens.]

[housenurse]

[when she'd first figured out that the amount of chickens was slowly increasing, she'd considered it. now it's the end of the week, Logan is dead, and she officially just does not give a single fuck anymore.

she's corralled twelve of the chickens away from the others, and all but one of them are sitting happily in the corner of the room, munching on a big pile of feed. their less fortunate sister is tucked under Sukuyo's arm as she puts the finishing touches on...]

There! I think that's how it works...

[it's a pentagram. it's made of black paint and also has a weird amount of loose salt just in piles around it. she delicately places the chicken in the middle of the pentagram and looks on expectantly.]

[announcemyvictory]

Er... what is this?

[perpend]

W-What on earth are you doing?!

[Just because he said the Conductor might be working with a demon doesn't mean you should try to summon it!!]

[clearasmud]

Oh, that's not how you do that at all.

[ ...whatever ritual you're attempting to begin with. ]

[icysemblance]

[This has been a week. Since Logan's death, Weiss hasn't been out a whole lot, save for night patrols. She can only spend so much time holed up, though.

Eventually, she'll make it out to the kitchen, scrounging for something at least reasonably healthy, then taking it out to the dining hall.

After a while, she goes up to the music room, plunking the strings of the harp idly. She's not up to singing. ]

dining hall

[oftheland]

...you certainly picked a day to show up for breakfast, you know.

[...what he's eating does not look particularly healthy, but it does look good.]

[rickdiculous]

[Rick is at the machime today! Good thing too, considering the giant goddamn hammer that pops out of the machine.]

Holy shit.

[...GONNA TRY AND PICK THIS UP AND...STRUGGLING BECAUSE OF NOODLEY ARMS]

[ninehundredlives]

[...this is actually pretty entertaining to watch.]

Just drag it.