trusthell | WEEK 3.

WEEK 3
As the second week draws to a close, two more have joined the deceased. Christo and Alani are dead, leaving twenty-six of you remaining.

It may not seem like very many have died, but their absence will certainly be felt.

Saturday is given to regrouping and rest; on Sunday morning the clock chimes as it always has, but at least there are no bodies to find today. It seems you're safe for now. The night before wasn't necessarily a peaceful one, however; you'll probably feel a bit groggy when you wake up, and it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost...

Just like last week, a door in the stairwell has opened, leading you down further into the building; there are more rooms open to you down there - possibly even one that you'll find personally interesting.

Go ahead and explore all you like; after all, you did well at completing your lessons this past week.

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[OOC: Welcome to week three of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!

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I'd like to think I'm good at deciphering things. [Not that her last dream made any sense, either but... that wasn't important.] Let's hear it then. [It be the hell out of anything else they could be talking about -- particularly relating to Milla.]

I'm sure it was another part of the Decision Game, but there was no word from Zero at all. Just me, Sigma, and Diana trying to get out of a room.

[They got locked in.]

[He remembered Sigma from their earlier talks, but Diana was an unknown. His expression screwed up in the slightest, a mix of confusion and concern lining his face.]

Just... a normal room? Or something more?

The whole facility was a bomb shelter - and in my time there's some really powerful bombs - so I wouldn't call any room there normal exactly, but...

[How to explain...]

...it had some kind of holographic wall system. It was also full of puzzles, but that seems to be normal for getting locked in a room of any sort.

[An entire shelter needed for a bomb. That's some pretty bewildering stuff on its own. His expression tightened at the thought of it, and he had to struggle to suppress a shudder at the idea of what any of his enemies might do with a power like that.]

So... you had to solve a puzzle to get out. Would anything happen if you didn't, or was this a fun sort of game. [Judging by what Phi had told him already, he doubted fun had anything to do with it.]

Donno.

[Well, when you wake up in a locked room with no explanation...]

We didn't find an exit, but we did find a button.

A button. [Really, he should stop expecting anything better than 'odd' when it came to Phi and her memories.]

Did you happen to remember what this button did?

No, but I'd imagine nothing good based on the "Warning! Do not press this button!" label in flashing red light.

Well. Yeah that... That would imply nothing good, I think.

When Diana pushed the button, there was a siren, and then... nothing. My memory just stops there.

[Very ominous.]

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[That'll... earn a lot of concern from Varric. He leaned closer to her, inspecting her as if he expected to see some sort of obvious signs of cause of death or other brutal injury somewhere.]

You don't think...?

That I'm dead? I don't think so.

[Varric's shoulders slumped in relief, breathing out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding.]

Good. That's good then.

[She debates for a bit over telling him that that Phi likely did.]

Not related to that though... how good are you with anagrams?

[The dwarf offered a shrug, though he remained quiet as he considered his answer more fully.]

Decent enough, I suppose. I'm no expert, but given some time... [And what else did they have but time?

There was... something likely to be one scrawled on the wall of the lounge in what I remembered last week. I've been trying to figure it out myself, but...

[Not a lot of progress.]

It's "When a curious hate oozes calamity".

[After a second of silent pondering, Varric reached into his jacket and plucked out his "notebook." He wrote the phrase down, and then studied it for another long moment.]

It might take me some time.

I was expecting it to. I tried the whole week to figure out what it could mean, and didn't really get much of anywhere.

[She'll keep trying though.]

Because it's called the Decision Game, I thought maybe "choice" or "choose" could be in the answer, but I couldn't figure out what to do with the other letters.

Alright. I can work with both of those.

[He writes both 'choose' and 'choice' down, then crosses out their given letters, leaving "Wn a urius hate ozes calamity" and "Wn a urus hate oozes alamity" respectively. After squinting at it for a moment, he points to the second phrase.]

Choice leaves us with Walrus. That help at all?

Not really. After that snail person, I'd imagine there aren't any other animals involved... except Gab.

Gab? [Other animals?] Your world is... It's interesting, Snowflake.

Gab's an old dog that was with us in Dcom. He ended up in the bomb shelter the Decision Game is being set in... and he can fit through the ductwork, so he can carry messages between wards.

[She just lives in interesting times. Arguably, she was born in interesting times.]

[Even Varric's times could be described as interesting. But not... whatever the hell all that was.]

Sounds useful. We usually use birds for that kind of stuff though.

It's 50 meters underground. Hardly ideal conditions for a bird, wouldn't you say?

[Never mind that the wards don't have any doors between them.]

Yeah well... [He rolled his eyes. Fair point.] You mentioned a snail, too, didn't you?

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i don't even know if walruses exist in thedas tbh... (also I hope i got the lettering right)

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