trustfell | WEEK 2.

WEEK 2.

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!]

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It's nothing I haven't seen before. [She says that with a huge eyeroll.] Stupid Aaron is always leaking everywhere. What do you think it, like, does?

It's got a coin slot in its mouth? Maybe it was supposed to...drop something out?

[She lifts it up a little, gingerly, to keep from getting oil on her sleeve.]

It looks like it used to be attached to some kind of base, and it's been ripped out. To...be shoved in here, I guess. [why]

[He'll wait until she's finished practicing to approach her. He doesn't know what an "idol" is in the context of her job, but after that, he has an idea.]

You have a loooovely singing voice, Miss Maizono.

[Rin, meanwhile, has slept very little this week and not at all last night (hence 4 AM adventures in front of the clock), which probably explains why it takes a few seconds for Cabanela to get her attention. Even then it's the vacant sort until a spark of recognition flashes in her eyes, like she only realized he was there that very moment. Immediately stands straighter, expression shifting into one that's halfway normal, if on guard.]

Fine. I'm fine.

[ Elda's out of her room round about noon today. That's... uh, well, it's not that late for her, honestly, but it's also not super early either. She's frowning a little bit as she steps out, but then shakes her head, moving past that. She's got a pillow case filled with some twenty or so coins. And thus, her first destination is the vending machine. Once she starts putting things in, she gets a small but interesting collection of items. Some of it like the teas and turnip are discarded out of hand. She doesn't have a need for food. The rest of these, well, you guys can decide among yourself if you want to pick at some of it from her! Most of it she's hauling back to her room in probably more than one trip though. She had but one pillow case.

But still, once that's done? Honestly, the woman isn't sure what to do with the day or with that weird dream she had. She could and probably will explore around the new areas if anyone wants to see her anywhere up there, but, well, she's going to go at something else important! ... Not at all important, but hey. Now wearing that necklace she got out of the vending machine she's going to settle into the Kitchen.

There, she's taking the dollhouse and the naked dolls there within into the kitchen and using soap, water, a sponge, and her toothbrush she's going to be cleaning them off? They seemed a little dusty to her! So like. hope creepy naked dolls don't bother you, but she didn't want something so dusty in her room and this is something nice and mechanical to do with her hands. ]

[If there is something Sayaka is proud of, above all else, it's her voice. She's lucky to have had the ability to sound so good, even with all of those years of training behind her--more than anything else, she knew it was her voice that would make or break her in the industry and with her fanbase.

She'll get done with her singing in fair order, though; she's happy for the chance to practice, and doesn't seem any the wiser to Chitoge nearby as she talks to herself.]

Hmhm! That was a good warm-up, definitely. I think I've got everything down that I want to, as well. Maybe I could improve the cadence just a bit more, but it's better. Much better...

[Oh, hey Kyrie! Sayaka waves to her and nods her head.]

Yeah! It came out with all of the rest of this stuff. [Sayaka's...honestly not sure what to make of a lot of this, um.] I wonder who it was made by, though? It looks like a mother got a portrait with her lovely newborn baby...

[That just gets a quiet, assenting noise out of him.]

Normally I'd be grateful for a room like this, but in the context of the exercise...well, it changes things a bit. Wouldn't you agree, Inspector?

Oh, what the devil's that thing?! It looks so dumb!

[ Well someone sounds upbeat? She's sporting a new necklace with a bat like thing on it she got out of the vending machine (really) but otherwise is as normal as she's leaping up onto one of the chairs to close in on Estelle. ]

[Hey there, Susan! It's a very pretty painting, isn't it.]

I'm honestly with you, there. It's a very different kind of vending machine from normal, if it's just spitting out such priceless pieces of art like that.

[She assumes it is, anyway. It seems one of a kind...]

Hey? Hey, wizard girl? I've got some special tea or something, I think it's time we had that talk.

[ Knock. Knock knock. KNOCK...

This comes at the middle of the day for Elda, which is to say like... 4 PM ]

Yeah, I was considering forcing people to act out something for me.

[ ... When did she get there? It's freaky how silent Elda's footsteps can be., ]

[Ah! She wasn't expecting someone to come in--she's a little surprised, but she'll stand up and take a bow.]

Thank you, Cabanela-san! I'd hope so, after all of the years I've spent improving it! [She beams, though, bright as ever.] I'm glad, though, it's always nice to know my work hasn't gone to waste.

[ Oh, Elda was here to snatch up that glass eye really...

... But then there's that whole scene with the photos and the woman swoops down to try to pick some of them up for Alex, but she goes down just as quick and now they're both crouched and she looks a little teary and... uh.

Well then. ]

If you don't want to mess them up, want me to keep 'em in hand?

Try being chained in place for a few years. [ Said offhandedly as he keeps browsing, though he stops and pulls out a book about mythology. ]

Keepin a list and checking it twice? [ Did he even mean it as a horrible joke? Who knows. Terumi's in here specifically looking at the bandages and such, none of them are black so they won't do with keeping up the appearance of his outfit.

What a tragedy. ]

It sort of feels like it doesn't belong here or whatever? [She's studying it, trying to figure out the best way to pick it up.] I mean, like, where did they even get this from?

I-I am very certain of that, believe me! It's just rude to do, though!

[JUST. GIVE HER THE SIGNAL WHEN YOU'RE DECENT, ELDA, GOOD GOD.]

And more sharp things!

[She glances over at a few of the scalpels before returning her attention to Kimblee- and his side, apparently.]

Are you alright, Mister Kimblee?

Hm...?

[He'll shift at that, though, letting his hand fall back to his side idly as he does so, and he'll seem to settle a bit as he answers.]

...I'm fine. I'd imagine it's natural to find all of this slightly troubling, wouldn't you think?

[...That isn't what she meant, probably, but who cares.]

[ Heh, heh, heh....

But okay after a shirt spell the blood bag is on the bed, she's sitting on the end of it dressed and she's back to brushing her hair and she says: ]

You can look.

[What a coincidence, it just so happens on this fine occasion that it's the middle of the day for Rin too. Elda's knocking is actually what wakes her up. It takes her several seconds to realize it is knocking, actually, and not some incessant alarm clock she can turn off and thus a problem she has to get out of bed for. The world is a cruel place...]

Nngh. [When the door swings open, it's to a bleary-eyed teen who flinches at the light in the halls like she's a vampire herself. Rin rubs at one eye and frowns confusedly at her visitor.] So it's you. What are you hollering about...?

[She heard the knocking, but wasn't awake enough to parse the words coming through the door.

...it's also worth noting, what with Elda's sensitive nose, that there's something absolutely rank smelling in here, like something that was left at the back of the fridge and should have been thrown out a year ago.]

... Holy hell, did you kill someone in here?!

[ She says as she... shoves Rin aside so that she can come inside and shut the door behind her. Which. Isn't pleasant, let her tell you, because this smells awful and it's making her tear up? But that's sure something she's going to attempt to do. ]

[...What a creepy dollhouse. Blue can't help but be a little appalled, but... She's also intrigued, and goes to look it over.]

They're a little under dressed, aren't they?

[The dolls, of course. Maybe their clothes are somewhere else? She is washing them...]

Yeah, they came like that. Actually, it originally looked like seven of 'em were in some sort of Satanic ritual or something.

[ She's saying this with an upbeat tone as she's using the toothbrush to sort of carefully un-dust-ti-fy this naked guy here. ]

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