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]

[ ...That is not "I just hurt my hand" that's "I went to town on something and should've probably stopped but didn't" it's the kind of thing Alex recognizes, but- ]

I'm...hanging. Sure. [ ... ] That looks a little more than...a little.

[captainobnoxious]

One's made from snow, the other isn't. It's got a different kind of everything to it.

[Texture, crystal sizes, etc etc.]

We make it a lot when it comes down in droves back home!

[sadisticwarfare]

Have you learned anything interesting about her? I assumed she wouldn't say much to anyone.

[icysemblance]

We protect the people from Grimm - monsters, basically.

[gorira]

Even the doors are, like, absurdly idiot-proof. I wouldn't be surprised if a battering ram couldn't get through them...

[ But even though she knew that, it still didn't stop her from trying. ]

I guess it's gonna be a blanket? I'm not really doing it to make anything that looks nice. I just wanted to keep my hands busy.

[ And keep herself from punching something else. ]

Think it's beyond saving?

[captainobnoxious]

Yeah, she pretty much keeps to herself about stuff. I've learned little things here and there, but it's not like anything really important. Like the vegetable-fruit question on here, that level of important.

[So nothing like, to bring up. She's very much keeping her eyes on the paper over actual contact though, notably.]

[sadisticwarfare]

[Huh, that's strange...]

I see. I'm not exactly surprised to hear that.

[...]

Is everything alright?

[Given the incentive and everything yesterday decided to be maaaaybe that's not the right question to ask.]

[withabigsmile]

Oooh, harsh! Don't worry, I'll have the cute underwear down in a few days.

[Rude, Aligula. Rude!]

Socks I can do now! Pick a color, any color.

[captainobnoxious]

[Maaaaybe not.]

Yup. Just sort of bored. There's a lot of stuff here that just aren't my speed, you know? There's not even anything to roll around for jousting.

library

[gorira]

Shit, you weren't kidding when you said you were quick...

[ That book looks pretty dense; most fantasy novels are, after all. But they've only had the library a few days, and she's breezing through this stack...

Chitoge can't help but be impressed. The hardcover book in her own bandaged hand seems minuscule in comparison, but judging from where the papers jut out from the inside of the pages, she's made decent progress herself. Through the Looking Glass, the fairly minimalist cover reads; it doesn't seem to have much else on it, save for a the backside of a blonde girl with a red ribbon. ]

[sadisticwarfare]

Ah, I see. It's unfortunate that none of the new rooms are providing anything for you to do, but perhaps you can find something to occupy yourself with otherwise...?

[don't look at him, he's the least creative person here, probably.]

[withabigsmile]

[In that case, uses her thumb as a slingshot and fires her current pair directly at Sigrun.]

I'm pretty useful back in my world, too! Now go try them on and tell me how they feel.

[Because that's what's important at this point.]

[destage]

Ah...that could explain it. That's a bit of an odd thing to dream over...

[ahahahahahahaha she's...kind of averting her eyes at this point. But at least Elda's distracted enough with her own thoughts, so maybe she can avoid it.]

Hopefully Karin-san sees that it's not a good idea, at least. Girls like her...they're young, and kind of silly sometimes. They need someone to make sure they're still going in the right direction.

[captainobnoxious]

[...]

What's a perfect day for you?

[I'M SO SORRY ARCHER.]

[captainobnoxious]

[-- Caught it!! It... does not look like something she's going to like, frankly, because lace isn't exactly in high demand where she's from, but hell if she won't try it.

... Yeah, it's kind of weird. But it's not like she can give it back to Blue? That sounds kinda gross. But Sigrun'll return making an X with her arms, the pair in one hand.]

No go on the lacy bits. They're too weird for me.

[sadisticwarfare]

[You know, he was kind of hoping to avoid this, but here we are anyway.]

...I suppose I'd have to say a day where I can work uninterrupted - preferably on what I was looking into back home instead of just busywork.

[he really is this boring, wow.]

What about you? Would your perfect day consist of fighting?

[withabigsmile]

[...Sigrun really is a lady that would be happy in granny panties, isn't she.

Blue rummages through her pile- yes, pile, she's been at this for a while at this point- and pulls out a pair of lady boxer briefs. They're black! another pair, right over at Sigrun.]

How about these? I think these might be a little more your style.

[withabigsmile]

Here at Blue's Underwear Emporium, we have plenty of selections in all sorts of shapes and sizes!

[...Like the pair of underwear she's holding up instead. They're still a little large and grannyish, but otherwise they look like standard underwear. Simple, boring, grey...]

Is this a little more to your taste?

[destage]

...At least if we see it somewhere now, we'll have a good idea of who to look at first.

[She does not even put it past Tabby to do something like that.]

That...is true, though. I mean, I'm not familiar with a good portion of this stuff. But at least these plush things are cute? They'll make good room decoration.

[Promptly pulls up the moogle. Look at this thing. Isn't it precious.]

[didntgetdadslooks]

It's fine. I was just... pretending to be this guy from home, I guess.

[withabigsmile]

Let's go with black, then!

[She'll get right to work, but while she's working on her art project over here-]

Hey, I'm curious! What is your favorite color, anyway?

[captainobnoxious]

Fighting, coming home to big meal, and maybe a nice dip in the river! But that's also kind of normal, so I want to fight a mean giant, one that'd give any other monster a run for its money. Finish it off all cool like with a new scar in the making.

[Strive to improve your day, Archer!! Make it exciting!!]

What were you looking into back there?

[greenmamabear]

[Seems straightforward.]

Huh. Never given that a go, I guess. Do you just pluck it from the ground or is there some other set-up?

[chessturner]

[Kyrie looks up]

...you are aware of how little sense what you're saying makes, right?

[She's not insinuating you're lying about anything, it's just that the hospital you keep mentioning is so freaking weird she's having a hard time wrapping her head around it]

[greenmamabear]

Oh, absolutely. Its, uh, pretty much crazytown central.