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

[paralogical]

Not those ones.

[ He's a difficult person, Estelle. And immune to pouting. ]

kitchen

[paralogical]

Is it missing? [ He looks over to where it usually is and—huh. Sure is. ]

Guess somebody didn't feel like sharing.

library

[icysemblance]

[Weiss has been spending most of her waking hours in the library since it's been unlocked. She'll wave when she sees Estelle.]

Hey, Estelle. How are you?

[matchbreaker]

[ Nah, nah, she's not clarifying. She already did her shrug!! She she's going to gesture around the room for if Terumi's in here which he's probably not or at other people. Most people lost abilities. ]

[paralogical]

[ A sigh. That's it, that's all he does. ]

[trustfellows]

[So where are you investigating in the infirmary?]

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . Well perhaps unsurprisingly before she really gets her sleuth on, she's going to get a blood packet to hide in her pockets. Are these things labelled at all, actually? If so or there's anything weird there she'll study them, but if not, well. That's done and she can move on to real looking around!

... Starting with the drug cabinets, really. ]

[bloodisthicker]

You shouldn't say that aloud, you know. She might hear you and decide that she needs to take you up on that challenge.

[firstaid]

That doesn't really help...

[Muuu, she's trying to be helpful, but even she knows Mikoto is difficult.]

[trustfellows]

[Let's back up to the blood packs for a second! They're labelled with blood type! So if you've got a preference for one type over another, you can be picky!]

[trustfellows]

[There doesn't appear to be anything off with the books or bookshelves, but that's just at a glance! Do you want to get a closer look?]

[paralogical]

[ The whole scene doesn't leave much of an impression on him. If you attack someone like that, you can't be surprised when they retaliate (or someone retaliates on their behalf). As far as he's concerned the brat was the one in the wrong here—though kids tend to do stupid things when they feel cornered.

Laughing, though, that's a pretty weird response. He's not entirely surprised when he looks over and sees the koala's the source of it. Right, him. ]

What's with you and dolls?

[matchbreaker]

[ Well, ... Blood type is less of a factor for Karin than in other places but - you know what, she's going to go for Type B.

... You know is there an even spread of these blood types? As long as no one's in the room, let's see if she can work out a rough ratio. Might as well know what she's got. ]

[greenmamabear]

Let's not go that far. I'll eat something better. Promise.

[firstaid]

I'm doing well, how about yourself, Weiss?

[She's always happy to see Weiss since Estelle's decided she's one of the people she gets along well with here.]

[greenmamabear]

[100% shoving that into her hands right away.]

Feel free to take it. I was just gonna take it apart otherwise.

[bloodisthicker]

...Yes. I know. Just...

[...CARRYING THIS TEENAGE GIRL...]

Look, it's not going to take too long. Just breathe.

[firstaid]

[She'll definitely take a closer look. Anything that's off, anything that looks like it's out of place, that's what she's looking for.]

[greenmamabear]

[She's kind of just puzzling over the thing in fascination before she sees Angel.]

Oh, hey there. Kinda weird, right?

[She puts it... over her own face... experimentally...] Booga booga, and all that, huh?

[ooh god.]

[spiritform]

[Ah the smell of fresh food. Milla often picks up on that before she does just who's making the food. Still, she smiles in turn when she looks up at Sayaka.]

Good morning, Maizono-san. [But then back at the food--] What are you making?

[trustfellows]

[Maybe pick a specific section of books to look through? They're grouped by type of books, then ordered in alphabetical order by author's name.]

[sleepytimegal]

[ Alex shakes her head in confusion. ]

Nope, just woke up... Did someone take it? [ who would take a toaster??? ]

[trustfellows]

[There's an even spread, yes! You're also welcome to consume your blood packet at your leisure; there's nothing in it. Who would put something in a blood bag anyway??]

[spiritform]

[Milla's face scrunches up thoughtfully. She doesn't doubt the other girl... after all, her studies have only just begun. However, what she takes from this first is--]

...legit? [...] Hella?

[Sorry Chitoge, the Lord of Spirits is not familiar with this type of slang.]

[matchbreaker]

[ who knows man, that seems pretty gross. While she was checking for ratios she didn't even feel around for stuff in there because of it.

Okay, well, she wont' eat in public here, just... pocket it. And now we're on to- well, she'll look into these cabinets. Most of them are drugs and bandages and such, right? ]