Week 2.
Two people are dead. Ken Kaneki has been murdered, Reaver has been executed - and perhaps most uncomfortably, the Conductor is proud of you all for adhering to due process. (As always, by which he means that there is a process, and you all are certainly doing it.) 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... However, once you've shaken that off, there are new things to be looked at; the previously closed-off area near the kitchen has been unlocked, and there's a new floor to be explored - consider it your reward for a job well done. |
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[OOC: Welcome to week two 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, for the sake of contacting the jerk who's keeping you here, to be used at your leisure!]

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Okay... Is it always the most visible one?
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[Scribble scribble, one of her key traits is Academic for a reason.]
That's handy, though. What else?
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They should be monitored the entire time, of course, just to make sure they're stable. I...hope that doesn't actually come up.
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It'd be nice if one of use could save someone for a change.
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I wish those rooms weren't quite so quiet. That would help.
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[She's already offered that to Elise across the hall, and the only room next to her is Cabenela's, so that's all right.]
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[Susan hesitates. She thinks he's to be trusted. But is she certain enough to stake someone else's life on it? That's bigger than just trusting him herself. How could she live with it if she were wrong?]
...seems alright. I don't know Marty that well.
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Well, you're welcome to come see me, but my room's nowhere near yours. [There's a good excuse too, if Ashley doesn't trust her that much either.] Who else is down near you...Giovanni? Don't ask him.
[Nothing against Giovanni in particular, just...]
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[She's not really for blindly trusting people either, but-]
Any reason why?
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He's just not one of my top choices. [You know how it goes.]
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It's okay. I...there are a few people near me I trust.
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...have you gotten any of those weapons from the machine?
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...I wish this thing would spit out some cigarettes.
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[Don't smoke, kids]
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