WEEK 2.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 2 Two people are dead. Jean Kirstein and Caren have both died due to a tragic accident. Of course, you're not entirely innocent, are you? You voted, you played into this game the Coordinators are running. But you know the stakes now. You know what failure to complete Rule Seven really means. No more excuses from here on out. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; come Sunday morning, the clock chimes the hour at seven o'clock and there are no dead bodies to be found, so it can be assumed that all of you are safe for the time being. That said, you'll be feeling a little groggy when you wake up; it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... Of course, exploring the building from here on will reveal something new: namely, a stairwell in the northeastern corner, leading upwards toward a new floor entirely. Another sign of how things are going to progress around here, maybe; chances are you'll enjoy what you've been given, but was it worth the lives of two people to obtain? PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 33 PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 32

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[OOC: Welcome to week two 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

[sleepytimegal]

It was horrible. It- it was the most...

[ She swallows. ]

Every time, even though...I had to go back, I knew it, a-and I didn't wanna leave everyone, I...I wanted to stay.

[ Just stay with Michael. In that place...nothing else mattered. Nothing else could. ]

[hesperos]

Yeah, for the most part.

[ Unless your name is Flynn Scifo. ]

They're uptight, help enforce stupid laws, and have a hard time helping people who aren't nobles.

[hesperos]

An arte, huh? So it's something anyone might be able to do if someone teaches them it?

[ He thinks it'd probably make sense if it was like that, anyway. ]

[destage]

[...she was actually going to drop that because the last thing she wants is to see Rideaux in an actual pissed off state, but--

Well, she does brighten visibly, though, when he gives her the okay. Ahhh, sweet, sweet!]

I'll do everything I can to keep it so it isn't too much, then, I promise. Believe me, I refuse to let you look like you came out of a five year old's play pretend salon or something.

[She does start digging through the makeup bag, though, contemplating--for something like his eyes, if she were to use shadow, she'd probably want to go with something opposite to them, right? Purple would match nicely, even if red is the low hanging fruit.]

Before we start, though, is there anything you absolutely want me to avoid? I can think of at least a thing or two off the top of my head, but it's always better safe than sorry.

[sleepytimegal]

Suuure... A little at a time sounds good. More like a little run instead of a...five mile marathon.

[ IT'S TOO LATE TO TURN BACK NOW...!!! ]

...I have always liked the punk kinda style. Some bands I like are sorta like that, soo...it could be fun to try out.

[destage]

Oh, they definitely cut off a fair amount of the actual time and effort that goes into it. They get the process down at least somewhat, so it's easy to follow along but they have to cut it for the time the episodes allot. Oh, not to mention all of the chattering in the background...

[something something a whole new world of reality tv???]

[bloodbiter]

I think, if faced with the same situation, anyone would be tempted to do so. But... You kept being pulled away, regardless of what you did?

[Even imagining it makes her stomach churn.]

[sleepytimegal]

[ Strike two... ]

Really? Mmm, well, you're not the only one who hasn't recognized stuff like that, it's just- uh, sorry 'bout that, little mix-up.

[ She's just gonna rummage through the cabinet and- aha! Sleep aids, there we are. ]

[heritrix]

[Sigh.] No wonder you got the wrong idea. Knowing that, are you still interested?

[sleepytimegal]

Huh? Oh- no, it did, actually? Today's just been...it's been a day and a half.

[ She forces a smile. ]

So I just wanna get some rest.

[sleepytimegal]

A good soggy. Sure, it might taste a little bad if you leave it sit forever, but it's a complementary taste.

[evilfrenzy]

[...time to play a game of "technically true".]

Something like that. But it's a very difficult one to pull off that not everyone can.

[sleepytimegal]

[ She nods. ]

I'd always "wake up," every time.

[heritrix]

[That seems to cheer Rin up a little bit. It's selfish, but she's glad that worked effectively, even if Alex has new problems now.]

You look like you need it. Go ahead. I won't keep you any longer.

[matchbreaker]

Sheep, goat, or cow milk?

[destage]

...They must be very horrible individuals.

[She remembers a few of his dislikes from what she read on the profiles--injustice, corrupted nobles and officials...]

They're the kind of people who'd just sit around and let the poor get stepped on, aren't they?

[destage]

[Well! She's got everything set out now, in a nice order. We'll do this the nice low and slow approach.]

I think you'd pull off the style incredibly well. They tend to utilize some very vibrant colors, and a very distinctive style with everything else...

[read: i am going to be bullshitting so much.]

What would you like to start with, then?

[hesperos]

Huh. Well, it didn't sound like it'd be an easy one, so I'm not too surprised about that either.

[ Yuri doesn't know if any of his friends could manage anything like that. ]

So, how long's this arte been around for? Is it something new or has it just always been a thing?

[destage]

Well, of course! What kind of idol would I be if I just gave up on something?

[That actually manages to get a pout.]

[sleepytimegal]

I'll...check in later, then. Hope you feel better soon, Rin.

[ She'll take her leave, with a wave and that forced smile. ]

[evilfrenzy]

Don't worry about. [He kind of...half-heartedly gives a dismissive wave about the whole thing.] It's just one more thing to get used to in this place.

[And since he's right here, he'll note the choice of medication. He's keeping inventory, so this just makes it easier.]

I've been seeing quite a few of those leave the shelves. Not very surprising, unfortunately.

[sleepytimegal]

Uh... I've only ever had cow milk, but I guess you could use any.

[matchbreaker]

Well they do taste different, if memory serves.

[ So if it's a taste thing??? u kno ]

[sleepytimegal]

[ BULLSHIT AWAY MY DUDE ]

I dunno, uhh... I've used some eyeshadow before, like once or twice. Maybe there?

[evilfrenzy]

[That's for the better.]

Oh, it's been around for quite some time. Couple thousand years. It hasn't changed much in that timeframe though. There are still quite a few rules and universal constants revolving around it.

[He went into it a little bit during the week one meeting, after Tabby said her piece about alternate realities.]