Week 6.

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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: 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!

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Comments

[housenurse]

Oh!

[considers this...]

You're going to balance on the ropes? Like a tightrope walker?

[openterrain]

[ Jean braces himself when Sukuyo thinks about the options, but honestly that's way less out there than it could have been. ]

Not on them, from them.

[ He pets the odd belt around his waist and the various straps wound around his legs. ] I have to be able to stay upright in this thing.

[housenurse]

... Why?

[openterrain]

[ Oh geez, how to explain this... It's not that Jean thinks Sukuyo is stupid, exactly, but he doesn't think she's gonna be all there for a prolonged explanation. ]

Cause I'll fall out if I can't, and then a Titan'll eat me.

[ ... that might be too simple. ]

[housenurse]

... Oh, okay! [this makes perfect sense to her.]

Titans... They must be pretty big monsters, right? They're what the soldiers where you come from fight against?

[openterrain]

[ Well at least she seems at peace with that explanation... ]

They're huge. Most of them are five to ten meters, but the biggest of them is sixty meters.

And yeah, they're what we fight. It's pretty difficult, which is why I can't slack off.