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trustfell2017-09-17 11:48 am
trustfellows) wrote in trustfell2017-09-17 11:48 am
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? |
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[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!]
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[He'll release her, then, though he's still reasonably close; good lord, this entire thing has been an experience, hasn't it.]
Though you do make me wonder what sort of world you come from, if people would be disappointed in you for being upset at watching people die in particularly abhorrent ways.
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I...I don't know. Maybe it's just something I need to get out of my head while I'm here.
[She'll laugh a bit when she says that, but it's...kind of clear her heart's not in the gesture at all.]
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...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.]
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That...actually causes her look to go a little more neutral--not necessarily a smile or a frown, but very kind of...cold? Let's call it that.]
People like to nose around a lot into the personal lives of Idols. We know people are always watching us and what we do so they can follow our growth into proper stars. But there are plenty of people who get a little too nosy in our lives, that don't really care what happens or what they say. [Dislikes: paparazzi.] And if they find something particularly interesting, well...whose to say they can't spin it around like we're breaking the rules, or doing something we shouldn't be doing? People will just eat it right up, and then you're done and with nothing left to you. And whose to say that Larimore-san and Jericho-san don't have that same kind of power?
[...she kneads her fingers into that plush again.]
In...a business like mine, there are no second chances. No transfers, either. You have one shot, and if you want to get ahead, you have to be willing to keep a squeaky clean image. No slip-ups, no weaknesses. And certainly no leaving to parts unknown where they can't even reach you.