Trustfell 4: Trust Fall or Die Hard (
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Welcome.
You wake with the unshakable feeling that you shouldn't be here. Perhaps you were in the middle of something, perhaps you weren't. Either way, you're waking up in an unfamiliar location with no recollection of how you got here. The room you've woken up in is sparsely-decorated, though that might be difficult to tell at first given how nice the beds are...but eventually you'll notice a few things that are a little...off. Maybe the scent is striking you wrong - it's clean, but it's not yours. Maybe your bed back home doesn't support your back in quite this way. Maybe you should be seeing sunlight through your window by now. Maybe you should have a window in the first place. This isn't right, but leaving the room won't give you any more answers. You might want to grab the silver key sitting on your trunk on the way out. Don't worry though, you aren't all alone here. Once you step outside your room into the hallway, you'll notice that a few others are emerging from their rooms as well. It looks like they're just as confused and concerned as you are. Feel free to talk to them, but none of you know how exactly you wound up here and maybe some useful information can be found by exploring. If you follow the hallway to its end (and it's a very long hallway), you'll eventually arrive in the foyer. You'll find some very interesting information about yourselves on the wall near the clock. Perhaps even more importantly, if you look on the other side of the multi-pendulumed thing, you'll find other framed information that you might want to pay attention to. It could very well be the key to escaping this strange place, after all. Don't worry if you forget the rules, you can find them in every room of the building. Of course, search as you might, you won't find a doorway or a window of any sort. Getting out won't be so easy, it seems. But who knows? Perhaps your fellow captives have something to say about all of this. Welcome to Chronos University. |
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YAAAAADon't do that! You're gonna give someone a heart attack!
[Watanuki? On edge? No, never.]
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Shit, shit, sorry. You alright?
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[He does still sound a touch annoyed, but the fact that Varric seems apologetic instead of defensive is definitely helping here. He does take that hand, though.]
I, er. I guess I'm a little jumpy, that's all.
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Guessing you have no clue what's going on here either, then?
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I have a guess, but I don't know for sure. Yuuko likes to send me off on weird jobs, but usually she gives me some kind of warning first. So this might not actually be her doing.
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Interesting as your theory is, you're probably right: it's not how you got here. Unless your friend likes picking on random dwarves, too.
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[He peered down the hall, toward more faces he didn't recognize. Of all of what he was witnessing, the randomness was most troubling.]
Even if I was, who would wish to wake up in a place like this? [Especially without Bianca. Definitely not like him.]
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[Translation: this absolutely could be step 1 in a complicated wish.]
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[He squeezed his eyes shut, waited the space of a heartbeat or two, and then opened them once more.]
Guess your boss really wasn't involved.
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[he stops suddenly, and he just. Sighs. It's not really worth getting worked up over, it's not like he can show Varric how wish-granting works.]
But it's fine, point proven.
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Me? I've got an angry, wannabe god who wants me and my friends dead. But I don't know what he'd want from you.
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[Yuuko did say she was 'making gods' that one time though...]
And I don't know what he'd want from me either, unless he's looking for a chef or something.
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[It's a 15/15 split for genders, but that's still not a lot of women.]
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[Good job getting a rise out of him, though. He's easy to prod into reacting.]
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Easy, easy. [He snorted.] I know what you mean. And I won't tell any of the girls what you said.
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W-well it's fine, they'll know what I meant too!
[He's so defensive, and yet it's nothing to be defensive over. Hissy cat mode: engaged]
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[He says through gritted teeth.]
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