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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[Her shoulders hunch, and she lifts a nervous hand to her throat.]
...I've died, too. A few times. Four or five... [Probably more she doesn't know about. Why the hell not]
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Of course, having died and stuck around means he's going to believe her, but..].
How... how is that possible?
[Is she stuck in some sort of horrible Groundhog's Day time loop??]
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[She can hear the bewilderment in his voice, though she's not quite meeting his gaze.]
It still hurts like hell, but it never lasts...
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That's... that's awful.
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[THANK YOU it really is]
I don't - I mean, I'm not saying I want to die, exactly. But I don't appreciate coming back to life just to get stabbed again a few days later!
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[She runs her hands over her face briskly and straightens.] If nothing else, I've learned that there's usually a way. I hope it does still work here, if only for that...I'll try to get into his facility through the morgue, if I die.
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...In the event that something happens to me, I'll try the same.
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Alright. I'm really not counting on it, but...at least it would be something useful.
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....it would be so much easier if we had cameras.
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Both Blue and Giovanni have indicated that they're smarter than average animals, and that's preeetty clear, but there's still a lot about them I don't understand.
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But however it did it, the bee told him that the thing looked like Dio. They're the best spies we've got.
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They're our only spies right now, for better or worse.
[At least they can actually communicate with people, even if it's only a couple of them.]
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[It seems a shame, even if they're apparently happy to stay in those little balls.]
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It's worth the look, at least.
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[Susan pauses, trying to think of ways to break into the machine. She hasn't actually given it a lot of thought.]
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Maybe if one of found something reeeally heavy.
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