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!]

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[destage]

[If it were anyone else, she thinks, she wouldn't let them do this. She's not supposed to be touched. She's already got enough worries about everything she's doing being used against her, just so another idol can get ahead, so she'll be replaced and forgotten and--

Sayaka clings right back, burying her face in Alex's shoulder. She's shaking so hard, between the stress of living in a place like this, her memories of that school and it's lies, and every single standard wearing at her arguably fragile mental state. Everything's just tearing her down and making her even worse, and she's so messed up over everything.]

I--I can't do that again...I don't want to be alone again...I-I'll take anything, anything over that...!

[God.]

I'm sorry...I'm sorry...

[sleepytimegal]

You've done nothing to be. You don't- it's okay. I'm here. [ Like that means anything. Like that fixes anything. But it has to, because it's all she can do. ] I'm not leaving, it's-

[ She swallows, and holds tighter. ]

We'll figure it out.

[destage]

[Sayaka does the same and...stays quiet, for a good little while. She feels so feeble right now, like the whole world is crashing down and all she's got left is what's right next to her.

It's...]

...Alex-san...I'm begging you...

[She unburies her face from Alex's shoulder, looking up with a very tear stained face.]

Please...please don't let something happen to you. I can't--I can't lose you.

[It's probably sad, that she trusts the girl in front of her...honestly, even more than she trusts anyone in this place.]

[sleepytimegal]

[ What did she do...? Alex doesn't quite understand it, but-

...in here, whatever connection they can get, and...she's let so many people down. The people in town, looking at her, like she's- like she'd held him down herself, and-

That's not here. She's not in Camena and- she can at least stay alive. Or try. ]

I won't. [ Her voice is high and thin. ] I'll st-stay alive, I won't...leave you alone.