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

[gorira]

[ Well, that's an interesting design, if she ever saw one. It's not like anyone else's gonna see them either way, so the cuteness isn't particularly important, but, good God, those are... ]

Even if they're not cute, they're definitely...unique?

[ That's a word. ]

I guess beggars can't be choosers, though. Place like this, you take what you can get, right?

[ She'd sooner trust that over, say, a pair she got from the vending machine. Something about that just screams skeeve... ]

[withabigsmile]

Here at Blue's Underwear Emporium, we have plenty of selections in all sorts of shapes and sizes!

[...Like the pair of underwear she's holding up instead. They're still a little large and grannyish, but otherwise they look like standard underwear. Simple, boring, grey...]

Is this a little more to your taste?

[gorira]

[ Well, given the choice between the two of them... ]

Actually, I think I prefer the lace ones to those. They at least have a little more personality...

[ She can't help but be a bit amused, though. Running an underwear shop from here, of all things...but Blue's so enthusiastic that she really can't even question it too much. She'd make for a good saleswoman, that's for sure. ]

What do you have in white?

[withabigsmile]

[Well, Blue rummages through her underwear and pulls out... A thong! A white thong. ...The front is a little wonky, smallness aside.]

It's a prototype! What do you think?

[gorira]

[ of course she does ]

Probably not the best thing to wear with a skirt like mine...

[ No security, after all. ]

But I admire the creativity, if nothing else. I'm sure you'll work out the kinks.

[ Because seriously what's going on with that thing-- ]

[withabigsmile]

[The triangle's a little lopsided. Blue has yet to find the golden panty ratio, but she'll remain diligent in her quest.]

Working out the kinks, huh? That's one way to put it.

[Tee hee. Kinks.]