WEEK 1.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 1 You may not have learned much about the Coordinators (besides how unhelpful they are), but one thing's for sure: there's no way out of here. It seems like you're stuck here for the time being and the rules the Coordinators told you about are still hanging in every room. You'll be left to your own devices now - feel free to continue exploring and getting to know your fellow Participants for the next several days. Should you want to eat something you're free to use the kitchen before 10PM, but after that the doors will be locked and no amount of fussing with the locks or trying to break them down will get them to budge. Every morning at exactly 7AM the clock in the foyer will chime, welcoming you to a brand new day here in Graceside Preparatory Academy. This will happen every morning at 7AM and again in the evenings at 10PM. You'll be able to hear the clock chime no matter what room you're in. There isn't a punishment for sleeping in, but you don't want to waste the day in bed, now do you? (Unless you were out exploring all last night. In which case, go back to bed, damn.) PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 35

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[OOC: Welcome to week one 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!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Coordinators, you can do so through private meetings with Alena!]

Comments

[bloodbiter]

I see. Did you enjoy living in that sort of environment?

[ninehundredlives]

Not at all, really.

[bloodbiter]

[A pause.]

I am sorry to hear that. Do you have any way to relocate?

[ninehundredlives]

I was in the middle of trying to before this. But it didn't seem like it was going to work out anyway. And now, it really doesn't matter.

[bloodbiter]

But it will matter when we all leave this place, won't it?

[ninehundredlives]

It'll matter if my rent's overdue, and they've thrown all my things out on the street.

[Yeah...that's a problem she hasn't paid much mind to, given everything here, but it definitely is one.]

[bloodbiter]

The people you live with would do such a thing?

[ninehundredlives]

They're my landlords, not my friends. I pay for the room, and if I'm not paying, they're going to want to make room for someone who will.

Oh, I'm sure they'd call the police about it, too. Just as much to have me thrown out properly as to see if I'm lying dead in a ditch somewhere.