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

[destage]

[...honestly, thank you for saying exactly what she was thinking--]

No, I...I think that's the case. It makes sense, doesn't it? We played the game and...well...

[Jericho kind of had too good of a time up there.]

[withabigsmile]

Sheesh, as if this place wasn't morbid enough.

[Because that's better than her initial thought- that they're going to have to keep playing Jericho's game if they want to get out of here.]

I'm surprised the whole place isn't in dark and dreary colors just to complete the look.

[destage]

...It's clear that they pay more attention to some places than others. Maybe they just didn't get a chance to touch this room.

[It's...weird, though, she agrees with that much.]

They can't even keep it consistent.

[withabigsmile]

I'd call it lazy, but if they really were lazy, they wouldn't put care into anything at all! Let's see... Is there some kind of pattern between the cared for rooms and the afterthoughts?

[destage]

...Have you checked out that sewing room at all? Because honestly, that's got to be one of the oldest things I've ever seen.

[...she took a peek before going into the infirmary and it just kind of hit every single button of 'BUT WHY THO', christ.]

[withabigsmile]

It's completely archaic! But as long as I can make myself some more underwear, I'm not complaining. ♥

[destage]

[...wait, what--]

You--you can actually make your own underwear? ...With those things?

[She's not sure if she should be in awe or kind of terrified but fuckin' go Blue??]

[withabigsmile]

I could hand sew some simple ones, but those old machines seem a little faster than that, don't you think?

[It shouldn't take too long to figure them out.]

[destage]

...I imagine they would be, but anything sounds better than poking my hands full of holes with a needle and thread.

[She kind of sucks at this stuff, Blue.]

You make your own clothes, though?

[withabigsmile]

Sometimes! I'd much rather buy clothes than make them.

[But sometimes you just have to take things into your own hands.]

Want me to make you anything? I won't even charge.

[destage]

That does tend to be much easier in the long run--

[Ah! Sayaka...seems surprised, admittedly, but also kind of averts her gaze? She can't ask somebody for something like that, especially not--]

Is there anything I can do for you in return? I wouldn't want to just ask you for something for free...