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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: 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!
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Just followin' up on somethin'. I asked him if his shadow partner can deliver thinks I make for him durin' the night and he said it's possible, but they won't. Just thought I'd test it out.
[Proud of his setup, he steps back and puts his hands on his hips.] Plus, it's an excuse to practice makin' soufflés!
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[And if Susan thought that had even the slightest chance of success, she absolutely would make the attempt.]
It's only going to go to waste.
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...though if it does go, maybe we should put something in the next one.
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...Sure, then. If you have one of those bottles of poison. [But...he doesn't want more murder in this place.] Or we can add sleepin' pills to it.
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[This isn't somewhere she wants to go now. She's already convinced herself there's a point to a good many of the things she does here.]
I don't. But he'd only wake up from sleeping pills. He'd be pissed then.
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You would really be willing to do that?
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...Progress ain't goin' too fast.
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"Human error", he called it.
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[He stops to look at his offering.]
Yeah, you may be right. But it's better than doin' nothin', I guess.
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You should leave one in the kitchen sometime. In case that Dio-thing comes back - it might take your food instead of trying to cook itself.
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[Sukuyo is right: once he's out, his wife is going to love how fit he got.]
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[He does sort of dance all over the place like that.]
I wonder why it does that anyway.
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[She wouldn't have been more bothered by him being in the kitchen at night than she was by anything else he did.]
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[They obviously completely lacked the resources to kill him, even if they were willing to risk execution over it.]
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We'd be afraid of him, but we already know it's hard for him to leave durin' the day. Nothin' much would change, unless one of us wasn't thinkin' and tried to kill him.
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[Even excepting aaaaaaaaall the vampire stuff, the man was enormous.]
All it would have meant was that we might be quicker to suspect him during a trial. Which...I don't think was a problem anyway. [like one person bought that frame job way to go dio]