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

[trustfellows]

[Up here you can find more books! Wow, so shocking!! What's important to note up here is that none of the books have dust on them.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Mostly, yeah. I mean, if they have stuff for stitches she might test out how easy it is to sew together some gauze and try slicing into the counter with the scalpels. She's not really sure what she's looking for so she's mostly... playing around, really. ]

[trustfellows]

[Be careful not to cut yourself! There doesn't seem to be anything off in here, though.]

[spiritform]

[Milla nods. She is very happy to have an opportunity to talk about her friends both new and old.]

Jude is a very good friend of mine. We spent a lot of time travelling together a year ago. He is very kind. And intelligent. It would seem he became a researcher after he completed medical school. Ludger I do not know as well but he is a nice boy. His cooking is exceptional, although his luck... does not seem to be as good, considering his current debt.

[matchbreaker]

[ she won't, probably.

... She will take one of those scalpels. Okay, spinning that... guess she's got to check the drugs. She learned the other day that there was sleeping pills and aspirin and harder painkillers here the other day, but let's get to reading some labels? ]

[firstaid]

[Wow books! ...how come these books don't have dust on them. Is there dust on the shelves up here or is it just there's no dust on the books?]

[sleepytimegal]

[ That's... ]

...It- ...not here. Could...you help me get all this...stuff back to my room? [ From glass eyes to chickens to...well, the photos. ]

[trustfellows]

[Reading is always a good thing to do! Unfortunately, the labels are all pretty typical drug labels and if that doesn't put you to sleep, there isn't to be anything off about them.]

[paralogical]

[ Absolutely makes less sense. And stopping was probably a bad idea, Suoh would've just followed Terumi out because, eh. Why not. They could've both "coincidentally" been on their way to the exit.

Now though? Now he walks past Terumi and expects the weirdo to follow him. ]

Maybe not. Which ones are you talking about?

[trustfellows]

[There's no dust on the shelves either! No dust up here at all!]

[destage]

...I'll ask Kimblee-san about him when I see him next. Even if they aren't lethal, keeping these out of anyone's hands would be for the absolute best...

[AND LIKE FUCK IS SHE TRUSTING TABBY WITH THESE?]

[spiritform]

[That's just. Milla. She'd had to be told what exactly she meant to the people of Nia Khera a year ago. At least now she understands how people think a little better but still--]

They would be incorrect, but I am indebted to them for all they have done for me.

[But about her clothes--]

You think so? I'm rather fond of them.

[Yeah she sure is. Girl wears it all the time. Elda, you'd probably understand better if you could meet the idiot that picked them out.]

[firstaid]

[Does it look like it's been cleaned recently? Or one unable to tell?]

[matchbreaker]

I mean I guess I can get the top, even if it's hugging you a little bit too tightly. [ In fact, here, have another boob poke. ] But what even are those leggings? What, did this Ivar guy lust after your legs constantly?

[destage]

[...Sayaka feels her fists clench beside her. Even if her expression...tries to ease back into that calm, placid smile, it's clear that she knows what Weiss means. And she already wants to punch this man in the face.]

You'll both be better than him, Weiss-san. I can assure you of that much. Karma has a way of coming back for men like him.

[firstaid]

I got a machete from the vending machine.

[She's like the last person one could probably see wielding a machete.]

[destage]

Of course, Alex-san. I'll help you gather all of this stuff up.

[She'll let go of Alex, at least, so they can do just that. Let's get all this stuff gathered and right over to her room, then!]

[trustfellows]

[It's hard to tell.]

[destage]

Omurice! It's basically an omelette, but with fried rice inside--it's something I've known how to make for a long while. And honestly, one of my favorite breakfasts...

[She gets back to work--putting some salt and pepper on the eggs with a smile. Though, now that she thinks of it...]

Would you like some?

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . Well fooey, she thought there might be some super poison hidden in there. Or a bomb.

... Ah well. Okay, once she's bored of that she's standing, stretching, what else is in here?

... Maybe on or under the cover blankets of the beds? ]

[trustfellows]

[Nothing suspicious about the covers (or under them) either! Sorry, Elda.]

[hentopan]

[ Well he doesn't mind following because it's not following if he has to leave too, so hah! In any case he's right behind, maybe a bit aggresively so. ]

The type you make to do whatever you want, not a plastic toy but something with real function. 

[sadisticwarfare]

Precisely what I was thinking. I'm a bit curious why they felt the need to open up a second floor with more for us to do when leaving us trapped on the first would have gotten the results they're after.

[yeah why didn't they just bore us to death???]

[matchbreaker]

[ Man, all she's got to show for this adventure's this blood packet. Well, she'll just ... you know what she's just going to sip on that when she hops on a bed, kicking her legs a little.

... is there anywhere else in the room one could look? It'd probably be weird to try to dismantle a sink? ]

[sleepytimegal]

Sayaka...

[ That sounds...almost worse than this place. Somewhere that's supposed to be safe and normal, somewhere you knew you were going to go, except in the end, it was...

...just like Edwards Island.

Alex puts a hand on her shoulder, squeezing gently. ]

What happened then? Do you remember anything else?