Week 5.

[trustmods]

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... PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 21

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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!]

Comments

music room

[charcoalfeather]

[It felt like it has been a while since Rakka saw Sukuyo anywhere, or opened a conversation with her. That's why she pauses in the doorway of the music room when she sees her there, apparently decided to make some music of her own.

It was a little odd, but the sound was nice, and she looked happy. Which was making Rakka happy herself.]

Sukuyo! [She walks into the room this time, all smiles.] Do you know how to play that?

[housenurse]

Not even a bit! [strum strum strum] But, you can't let not knowing how to do something stop you from doing it, if it makes you happy! And that applies to everything: dancing, singing, organ transplant, sports...!

[charcoalfeather]

....Oh! [Well then.]

I-I'm sure that's-- O-organ transplants? [Sukuyo, why.] I mean... I guess that's good?

[housenurse]

You can do whatever you can put your mind to, Rakka-chan! And don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

[charcoalfeather]

Umm, okay...?

[Whatever you say, nursemom.]

Is that why you're playing the harp? Because you're putting your mind to it?