Week 3.

[trustmods]

WEEK 3 Two more people are dead. Byakuren Hijiri has been murdered and Undyne has been executed. That brings us up to four deaths and twenty-five remaining Participants. You're doing well. Take all of Saturday to rest and sleep. You've earned it. On Sunday morning, the clock chimes the hour at seven o'clock. With no more bodies to be discovered, it seems you're safe for the time being. That said, you'll be feeling a little groggy when you wake up; it seems you've remembered something else. Or was that another really bizarre dream? Like last week, there's a new floor to explore. A reward for your efforts, of course. There's something else new, however, and as you approach the foyer you might hear the beautiful sound of... chickens? Chickens. Those are definitely chickens. It looks like Tabby's petition has worked, you have chosen chickens. Perhaps even more important are the rule changes, effective immediately. You might want to take note of them. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 25

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week three 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!]

Comments

[crimsonchin]

So what are you proposing, then? Another meeting? Group strategy?

[midnightsea]

Proposing and leading such things is Logan's role more than mine. But it's better than doing nothing whatsoever--if we keep going the way we have been, there may be next to none of us left to escape at all.

[crimsonchin]

Is it, now? And here I thought we decided against having a leader. You enjoy grandstanding and being the center of attention, don't you?

I get that it's still early, but I'm sure you'd get a kick out of berating everyone at one of these things.

[midnightsea]

I'm sure most of them aren't very likely to listen to me, at this point.

[asuka stop before he agrees to it you know not what you do]

[crimsonchin]

Oh, nonsense, you're a very influential part of the team.

[ tumbling down tumbling down tumbling doooown ]

[midnightsea]

Even so, it would be hard to convince everyone we need to be after the Conductor's head when they likely think I'm looking at them like they're a particularly well-constructed sandwich.

I'm not turning down the idea, mind you. I just think it may be futile.

[crimsonchin]

Don't go letting that stop you, now.

[midnightsea]

So what do you suggest, I just move to take control over this utter madhouse? Because that sounds like as much of a headache as herding Tabby's godforsaken chickens.

[crimsonchin]

Oh, hell no, nothing quite like that. Though I do think you're articulate enough to make your suggestions nice and clear, since, for the most part, I feel like you generally make reasonable ones.

[midnightsea]

[when dio is your team's sane one, you have problems]

Even so, I can't very well just post up a note saying 'meet me in the conference room' at this point. With as stupid as some of these people are, they're not 'willingly walk into a room with a vampire' stupid.