Week 6.

[trustmods]

WEEK 6 Losing three people in one week isn't very nice, is it? Morty Smith, Rakka, and Dio Brando have all joined the deceased. It will be hard to forget them. It will be even harder to forget that execution and Dio's flying, screaming head. Life must go on though and 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. Some of your antics have resulted in more rule changes, effective immediately. You might want to avoid breaking those if you're fond of staying alive. But then again, there are ghosts. Maybe dying wouldn't be so bad after all. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 18 PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 17

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[OOC: Welcome to week six 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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[zomgboom]

[Wake up in the morning feeling like - what's an artist that shrieks a lot. That one, because she sure did shriek when she saw that beer keg. She has certainly seen Aaron hook himself up to enough of those that it's not even a question of what it is.

After she manages to drag it into her room (pro of being a superhero: you're just stronger than an average human), Tabby goes to hang out with the chickens. She's actually lying on the floor in the cage, wearing a maid dress and absently talking to one of the white chickens, who's sitting on her chest.

Eventually she gets bored of that, though, and goes to check out their new floor. Office? Boring. Woodworking? Would be more interesting with power tools. Chemistry lab? Oh boy. She's gonna spend some time in here, not actually making anything - just taking stock of what's in there. Surprisingly, she seems to be able to tell what a lot of it is despite having repeatedly said she's not a science person.]

chickens

[announcemyvictory]

[Elise steps into the enclosure and stops, blinking a few times.]

Ah... hello? Are you sure that's safe?