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

[sleepytimegal]

No, it's like...it's like I was just drifting through the mist...

[ She shakes her head and shuffles the photos together, so she doesn't have to look at them all at once anymore. ]

I don't know. We...we were all safe but I feel like...something horrible kept happening. [ ... ] A-and with these here, I- don't know if it was...just a dream.

[ What do the pictures with Michael mean, then? Why? ]

[destage]

[...Mmph. She's not really sure what to say there, because that's honestly horrifying to think about. How many times would this have had to repeat, to get all of those images...?

She'll pull Alex a bit closer.]

...If we have a meeting this week, perhaps someone will bring these up. You can't have just been the only one to have something like that happen to you...and I'm so sorry, if it did. You don't deserve this.

[sleepytimegal]

[ She cracks the smallest of... Well, it's not a smile. Alex doesn't really smile to this. But she does let out a sigh and close her eyes, taking comfort in the contact. She likes it, really. Like reminding her she's here...even if she can't put her finger on why. ]

...Thank you. I- yeah. I'll...keep listen for that. ...Um. You're a...good friend, Sayaka. To listen to all this.

[destage]

...It's really no trouble. I love to help people, and you've been a really kind person. I appreciate it just as much.

[It's nice, honestly.]

[sleepytimegal]

Well, I- ...maybe not right now, but...if I can ever return the favor...

[ She wants to do something for someone. That's a strong feeling. ]

[destage]

...I'll keep it in mind, but...

[Her tone goes...softer, and she's smiling a little more.]

Please continue to be yourself, okay? You're a precious friend of mine. I wouldn't want something to take away that spark from you.

[sleepytimegal]

I'll... I'll try my best. Promise.