WEEK 3.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 3 You all got to witness Yosuke Hanamura's death earlier this past week. You know what the punishment for breaking the rules is. With Chitoge Kirisaki and Blue's deaths, you're painfully aware of just how little trust this group really has. How long until someone kills again? What about that time limit the Coordinators imposed? Will there be another incentive? There are so many questions, but not a whole lot of answers. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; come Sunday morning, the clock chimes the hour at seven o'clock and there are no dead bodies to be found, so it can be assumed that all of you are safe for the time being. That said, you'll be feeling a little groggy when you wake up; it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... And when you wake up, you'll discover that a pattern seems to be emerging, at least as far as the building itself goes; a new floor is available to you, a stairwell across a short hallway from the one on the second floor having unlocked itself. There's not too much of a question about it as a result - at least, as far as what it means. It's definitely a reward. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 30

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[OOC: Welcome to week three of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Coordinators, you can do so through private meetings with Alena!]

Comments

[evilfrenzy]

[Rideaux is quiet for a moment as he processes this.]

So, this disease. How does it operate, exactly? Just so I can better understand the situation.

[captainobnoxious]

Like, symptoms and stuff?

[evilfrenzy]

Yes. How it affects the body as well, if your people have an understanding of it at least.

[captainobnoxious]

We've got enough.

[Where to begin. Huh.]

So we don't know how it came to be or where it started or anything, just that there was no stopping it and it killed pretty much the whole world. About one in ten people turned into the things I hunt now, trolls and giants, but they're not human anymore. All mammals but cats can be infected too, and don't ask me why cats are the only ones that're Immune because techy wise I don't know, the stories say they're blessed by the goddess Freya.

Anyway, the non-Immune can't breathe in any air that's been infected by the disease, and wounds that break skin can get them to catch it too, so they've gotta wear protective gear or not go out in the first place. Starts off with wound stuff like throbbing and heat, but a rash develops pretty quickly and from there it spreads over the whole body, infecting muscle and bones and all that. Pretty sure most patients died from organ failure? Something like that.

We don't know how to cure it or treat it, we pretty much quarantine anyone who's got it and send them off elsewhere... probably to be given different treatments to see if any of them work. The ones who turn into trolls start hearing stuff only Mages can hear, from what I've heard about it. They're closer to the veil at that point. I guess. Trolls and beasts are never bigger than what they started as, giants are pretty much trolls melted together, and there's some pretty weird looking ones that differ 'cause of how they developed.

... Sort of like how you can make different shapes with fruits by growing them in molds?

[that. sort of thing.]

If I had some of the reports we've found I'd give them to you, but they'd all be in Danish anyway.