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. |
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[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!]
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[He finally stopped with his shadow boxing, turning to face Sol with his hands on his hips.]
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[ She holds her hands up in slight surrender, but doesn't appear to feel the need to leave as of yet. ]
...So, hey, do you have like, a favorite blood type? [ SORRY, DIO, SHE'S CURIOUS... ]
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[...jeez it almost sounded like he had friends or something]
To be perfectly honest, I wasn't aware there were different types until Giovanni pointed it out. I'm hardly a doctor, so I assumed the detailed labeling was some medical terminology I wasn't aware of.
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[ WHY...DO YOU CARE, CHILD...why does she sound disappointed...why is she even asking about this... ]
But of all of us, you forgot the most, huh? I mean, with over a century to remember...geeze, I can't even imagine that. You must have a killer headache whenever this shit happens.
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[...you're weird, but he's not really one to talk.]
I'd not quite call it a headache. So far, it's merely been difficult to place when something I recall happened, relative to my last memory before arriving here. I'm fairly certain this one was more recent, but I've no way to assign a specific year to it.
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[ were people wearing clothes in your dream, dio... ]
...I wonder if what people eat has anythin' to do with how blood tastes?
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[believe me that wouldn't help]
[banana yellow clown shoes were never in fashion]
It wouldn't surprise me if it did affect things, but I can't very well test the hypothesis right now.
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...I guess. Honestly, people back home wear some pretty weird shit, too, so...
[ but Mutants, maybe that's why???? ]
Lemme know if you remember anythin' about that. I've never met a non-mutant vampire before you.
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...'Non-mutant'? I don't know what you mean by that.
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[ Actually, she's never explained that to him, has she? ]
Uh, where I'm from there are people with powers - Altered - that seem to be more or less like mutants where Tabby an' Bakugou are from. So, they're not like...real vampires? They just have abilities and stuff like them.
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So, I dunno, maybe they were into vampires? The Altered like that.
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[if slightly unclear.]
I wonder if their change is affected by their state of mind, if it comes down to their profession or things like that.