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!

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Comments

[perpend]

Impossible events started happening-- a singer who leaked national secrets live on television; a man who managed to hold the chief of police captive. Neither should have been possible and yeeeeeet they both happened.

It's not like people will believe you when you start spoutin' theories like that, so I started looking into it on my own.

[forcegalactic]

Well, it ain't impossible if there's a huge conspiracy behind that, but that may well be a crazy theory on its own.

I take it your theory was a ghost was behind all this.

[perpend]

No, actually it wasn't.

I didn't learn that a ghost was behind it until recently.

[forcegalactic]

Oh? What did you think it was before that?

[perpend]

To tell you the truth, I wasn't sure.

Someone was manipulating things, but how, I didn't know. Spent years on it, even after I met the Professor. I learned he was workin' on the same thing I was, and tracked him down.

[forcegalactic]

Right. And I guess that's the "mad" scientist you mentioned before. No wonder you'd call him that; ghosts ain't exactly the most scientifically approved topics of studies.

[perpend]

That's right.

But we didn't know there was a ghost responsible for it-- he didn't even believe me, once I figured it out. It's noooot something a person wants to believe.

[forcegalactic]

Well, then. How did you finally find out? Did it suddenly appear in front of you? If you had no idea, I reckon you realize it existed on purpose.

[perpend]

I was told about ghosts manipulating the world around them-- almost everyone I knew in a room had spoken to one named "Sissel".

But no ghost appeared in front of me-- the one wanted revenge was using his own body, frozen in time, to do it.

[forcegalactic]

...Was this the guy that got hit by a meteor? Reckon he has to figure into the story if you brought that up first.

[perpend]

The very same.

He was killed instantly by the strike, no doubt about it-- but there wasn't a scratch on him. No autopsy could be preformed because it would heal over instantly.

[forcegalactic]

[That's creepy.]

But what about the ghost? Surely havin' your soul control other people doesn't mean your body has self-healin' powers. Unless that man had Martian nanotech, which I know by now can't be the case in your world.

[perpend]

I don't know what any of that is.

Honestly, I can't answer your question about how it's possible, but the corpse went missing-- the only way that could have happened is if it walked out of the morgue on its own.

He can do it; that's enough for me.

[forcegalactic]

Technology from my time, but that's not important.

So you're sayin' the ghost possessed the corpse? But it ain't decomposin' like a regular corpse? Almost like he's still alive.

[perpend]

He was most certainly dead-- no breathing, heartbeat, or brain functions, but his body didn't decompose, and the autopsy couldn't be performed on it.

Now I'm not sure if there's anything more I can learn about how the hell any of that is possible.