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Week 5.
Two more are gone this week. Luna and Chie Hori have joined those who are present only in memory now, and their passing seems to have left a lot of emotions raw and exposed. But 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. And since you've survived for a month now, you are doing your job well. However, the new floor isn't the only thing that's changed; there are a few things about the building that seem a little...off. A few things that weren't there before might be, or a few things that should be there aren't; you'll just have to see what the week brings, won't you? That is, if you're not going to be investigating all the goings-on personally... |
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[OOC: Welcome to week five 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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Well, Morty isn't the best at learning... anything, but he seems to have gotten a hang of it after a while? It pretty much sounds like a 3 year old plunking at keys - the rhythm is off but at least the notes aren't...
He looks pretty proud of himself though, despite everything.]
Hey, I-I think I'm getting good at this... Maybe? A - a little?
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You're doing well. It will take a lot of practice, but I believe you'll easily get the hang of it.
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Maybe I'll be able to play something by the end of everything? [Whenever the end even is...]
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[He'll have to poke around for some sheet music in here to see if there's anything Morty could play. Oh god, does Morty know how to read music. That might be our next lesson.]
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Oh, yeah - y-yeah, I hope we're not either. [He stops playing at that, perhaps looking just a bit troubled.]
But.. b-but it'd be nice if we could stay just a little longer.
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Oh? That's an interesting opinion.
[but why would you want to be locked in here???]
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[you'd understand if you were a 14 year old with absolutely no friends besides your own grandfather]
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Ah... I hadn't even thought of that.
[He certainly wouldn't miss Rick, but nearly everyone else...]
...Parting from everyone will be difficult.
why is logan morty's go to whenever he needs to talk about Feelings and Worries
I-in the past, I could've just asked Rick to take us anywhere using his portal gun, but... I-I saw it get destroyed, last night. I'm not gonna be able to see anyone ever again after it's all over.
...morty you need to find someone better at Feelings
Ah... I see.
[He can't build another one??? Okay, probably better not to ask, that's getting into Technology, and Logan kind of hates any discussion about technology.]
We don't know that for certain, however. The Conductor brought us all here somehow. Perhaps there is another way.
[...does he really want anyone here worldhopping to Albion? Yikes.]
well i mean it could be rick
What, like a - l-like another portal or something? Do you think he'd do something like that for us?
...(unsure)
[...unless it's magic. Or whatever a god uses to transport people into murdergames.]
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[He seems kind of apprehensive though, at the mention of Rick.]
He told me he'd make another portal gun now if he had the stuff for it, so - so if we got to Mr. Conductor's lab or whatever...
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[He doesn't want to think about that though.]
I hope he can find the parts he needs to create such a thing.
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Uh hey, by the way - s-sorry for springing this on you all of a sudden, dad. [...wait, what]
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[OH GOD WHAT
HE'S 32 (maybe 33??) HE'S NOT OLD ENOUGH TO BE A DAD
WHY WOULD YOU CALL HIM THAT, MORTY]
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SECOND OF ALL...
there is no second of all, actually.]
H-huh? [Obviously by the look of confusion on his face he hadn't caught what he said himself, yet.]
What - what's wrong?
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and uh. oh no. does he say something? does he try to write it off as nothing??? help]
You ah... called me "dad".
[TRYING NOT TO LOOK TOTALLY DISTURBED BY THIS what did he do to deserve this]
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A-aw jeez, I-I did? [He looks absolutely embarrassed, and even scoots a little bit away from Logan on the bench just because of how embarrassed he is.]
I-I'm sorry I - I-I-I don't know why I.. i-it just out-- s-slipped out!
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[really embarrassing, tbh]
Don't concern yourself with it. We'll just pretend it never happened.
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Which.. probably makes it even more awkward, with him just sitting there quietly like that.
..but I mean, he called Logan dad. How are you even supposed to move on from that]
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Would you care to run through the lesson again? To make sure you remember it, of course.
[THIS IS SO AWKWARD, HE'S NOT GOOD AT HANDLING AWKWARD SITUATIONS or any social situations, really]
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He'll just kind of wordlessly plunk at the keys again, this time missing a few notes because flustered and he admittedly.. forgot some.... good job, Morty.]