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

[explosivecombat]

I'm aware. Although again, this is my first time seeing this one in a while... It's been about six years, I'd say. The war came to an end, and I lost track of it after I returned to Central City.

[...i mean

that is technically what happened.]

[captainobnoxious]

[... Kimblee is smart, smart people know what to do with things like this.]

I don't think I'm allergic to it. Which one is it? They can't say you killed me if all you do is point it out to me, right?

[matchbreaker]

[ She grits her teeth. She grinds them together. What, the hell. Is that,

What.. the hell... is that and why does Sayaka have that? ]

[sleepytimegal]

[ That's always how it works, doesn't it? ]

We got...a sewing room now, maybe...someone could make you a sorta punching-thing. So you don't tear up your hands next time.

[ ...next time. ]

[explosivecombat]

[...]

...It's all right, you know. I have no interest in telling anyone anything that you say to me.

[He's not really going to press the matter; it's just kind of a generalized "you do you." If you want to keep doing your thing, go right ahead; if you're not feeling it right now, go on and not feel it right now. It's not like anyone else is going to know either way.]

[destage]

Chi-- [Cough.] toge-san, that's just-- [Cough, sputter.] gonna make me choke-- [Cough, hack.] on that!

[JUST LET HER CATCH HER GODDAMN BREATH FOR A MOMENT, MAYBE TWO MOMENTS OR SOMETHING.]

[explosivecombat]

...There.

[And he will, in fact, point it out; if she keels over and dies within the next couple of days we will know whether or not she was allergic, he supposes.]

Do try to follow the instructions, at least.

[gorira]

A punching bag would probably be nice. We don't have a gym here, so it'd probably be the best we've got...but I'm hoping there isn't gonna be a next time.

[ Even if something else happens, there's gotta be a better way to channel that anger. This may be the best way she knows, but here, it isn't doing anything other than ripping her knuckles apart. ]

No way in hell I'd be able to make that myself, though. And if someone made one, I'd feel bad keeping it to myself.

[ Maybe they can stick it in front of the office; it might get a lot of use out there. ]

[matchbreaker]

Short of making a bomb or getting a sledgehammer that's what I was thinking too.

[destage]

...Marker-san...?

[MAM, YOU ARE DOING HER A CONCERN]

[sleepytimegal]

[ ... ]

Worlds where...he could've been there. [ That is...something she needs to consider, and it seems that hits her even harder? Her hand trembles. ]

Where he didn't... [ She lets her teeth sink into her lower lip. Mmmnngh- mmmmm. ]

[matchbreaker]

To 'even' the playing field i what I've been told.

[ Which she clearly thinks is. stupid. But. ]

[gorira]

You're not gonna choke, I promise! This is what you get for trying to rub your fancy idol lungs in my face!

[ She gets behind her and starts patting her back with the heel of her hand, in rhythm with her coughing, just to clear her airway a little... ]

Breathe in through your nose, out through your mouth!

[matchbreaker]

[ She's fucking pissed okay?? And she looks up with sharp, red, catlike eyes before looking away. ]

What.

[sleepytimegal]

[ A hug would be nice. A hug would be very nice. ]

But how would it be just what happened? In the dream, we- he said, we should take a picture, just to see if anything else showed up, and...some of these didn't, but- this one. [ She pulls up one of the group shots. ] Nona took it. A-and- [ this photo ] I remember this one too, but they're all mixed in.

[ She can't quite figure it out. Because it all has to mean something, doesn't it? Especially- ]

Why do this, I don't...understand.

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . Elda sighs, and she... hits Alex lightly on the head with what's in her hand. ]

Look, you've got no reason to tell me what's eating you, but you've also got no reason to make a mess of yourself where everyone's looking. Let's get you to the bathroom and wash off your face.

[destage]

...I'm sorry.

[She just wants to bury her head in her stuffed animal again, just to make it all go away--]

[matchbreaker]

I'm not, but I'm also not about the explain the details. ... Which I think is understandable.

[ She has decided that's how she's going to handle things... It's not like she can deny, given how much she hates denying that and that everyone seems to guess it anyway. ]

[destage]

Sorry.

[In that case, she'll look away too. If...they need to talk, they could do so later, probably.]

[heritrix]

[...well if that doesn't put her off:]

Plain toast would pair well with it. Actually if my appetite comes back once I start eating, toast with marmalade might be better.

[Toast is quick cook too, after all.]

[matchbreaker]

... You're a vampire too?

[matchbreaker]

[ Stupid girl. Why are you doing that again? ]

[innocentloveholic]

String 'em together and use them to decorate your room or something.

[ Like.... ugly failed stockings for Christmas??? ]

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . Why is she apologizing. Why is she reacting like this? Is ... she's too rough by half, of course she is. Elda hesitates a long moment. and she then advances one step, two. and then reaches her palm out to press it on Sayaka's forehead. ]

If you're in trouble, call on me. You can rely on me, and trust that much.

[matchbreaker]

[ Look we don't kill people on screen, okay. ]