Week 3.

[trustharder]

WEEK 3 Another week has passed; two more Survivors are gone. Pearl and Caren both had someone to fight for, someone worth killing for; perhaps it's for the best to hope that somehow they've found peace despite not being able to collect on the Kingmaker's incentive. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; there aren't any bodies to be found on Sunday morning. That doesn't mean the night passed easily, though - it seems another piece of your personal puzzle may have fallen into place while you slept... Following that spiral staircase up to the second floor will reveal something strange; those stairs definitely lead far higher than you remember, up to a previously inaccessible third floor. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; consider it your reward for a job well done. SURVIVORS REMAINING: 23

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week two 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!

The text and calling posts are still active, for the sake of contacting the jerk who's keeping you here, to be used at your leisure!]

Comments

[notjustawriter]

[Gabriel can't draw at all, therefore:]

I bet she's really pretty in person.

[cherryblooded]

Beautiful. No one can hold a candle to Lobco.

[notjustawriter]

[He's quiet for a moment, and then:]

Is everything all right?

[cherryblooded]

Not entirely. Though it's mostly my fault, anyway.

[He doesn't know how to go sharing what's wrong without... sharing what's wrong.]

[notjustawriter]

....You had a nasty dream, I take it?

[Normally, Gabriel would pry, but it seems.... wrong, in this situation.]

You don't have to talk about it, if you don't want to.

[cherryblooded]

That's actually not the main reason. Though it wasn't a good dream, either.

[Prying won't get anywhere, honestly.]

[notjustawriter]

I see.

[He'll drop it.]

I had kind of a strange one, myself. Wasn't awful, but it was... well. Bizarre, I guess.

[cherryblooded]

Stranger than tying someone up after hiding in their room?

[notjustawriter]

Well, no. But it was still pretty damn stranger.

I was talking to someone who runs part of a zoo-- and he was tellin' me something about how nature has this "language of death" and how humans have forgotten it.

[cherryblooded]

...Even for a nonhuman, that's creepy.

[What's with that guy?]

[notjustawriter]

...Maybe he's one of the werewolves I'm after. He probably is, talkin' like that.

[spoilers: he actually isn't]

[cherryblooded]

Would explain a lot. Or he could just be weird.

[notjustawriter]

Could be.

I don't know either way. I don't exactly have enough information to go by.

[cherryblooded]

Maybe next dream will help? Or just make things more confusing.

[notjustawriter]

It's the best clue, isn't it?

Kinda unfortunate, but we're all in the same situation. Waitin' to have another dream-memory.

[cherryblooded]

Doesn't seem like there's much to do but wait for clues in general.

[notjustawriter]

Maybe we should start lookin' for 'em.

I mean, it's not much to go by, but with the Kingmaker able to make copies of people....

That has to mean something.

[cherryblooded]

Where would you begin investigating that? It means something, but what can you do with it?

[notjustawriter]

I don't know. I reckon I'll pick a room and start from there.

[cherryblooded]

Good luck.

[Not much else to do, there.]