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

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!]

Comments

[matchbreaker]

... Oh, really?! None at all, huh?!

[ a spark comes into her eyes...... ]

[icysemblance]

No! Why would I even want to wear something like that, anyway?

[Trying to back up slowly....]

[matchbreaker]

Why not? It might be entertaining for me!

[ Wait what?

Elda's advancing with a somewhat evil giggle... ]

[icysemblance]

Because! I -

[Wait. What?]

- hey! What? No.

[matchbreaker]

Why not! Come on, we don't have to do it here, but let's get going already!

[ If Weiss isn't putting her foot down she might be being literally physically cornered now. ]

[icysemblance]

Don’t be ridiculous, I’m not putting that thing on -

[Weiss is not going to scream - not here in murderschool where we’ve had three people die, because false alarms are bad. The noise she makes is, instead, a squeak.]

- and I am not changing in the dining hall, because people could come in here!

[matchbreaker]

Okay, let's go to the bathroom then.

[ L O G I C.

That was the issue, right? ]

[icysemblance]

[DAMMIT GRANDMA]

...if that will get you off my back, fine.

[matchbreaker]

Wow, really? You're pretty impressionable.

[ WELL, okay! Holding the outfit under one arm, she's gong to grab hold of Weiss by the... ponytail. ... Not to drag her, of course! Just to coax her to the bathroom. ]

[icysemblance]

Hey, don't grab my hair, that hurts!

[Not really but she really does not like people grabbing her hair, that's rude]

[matchbreaker]

Well then hurry it up!

[ Unless like, stopped? This is keeping up until you make it to the bathroom. ]

[icysemblance]

[UGH WHATEVER]

Fine, just let go of my hair.

[And to the bathroom.]

[matchbreaker]

[ She smelled that bat jerky btw she'll get that on the swing back.

But for now, the bathroom and with a wave at one of the stalls and shoving the nurse thing towards her. ]

Well, go on. Change!

[icysemblance]

Fine, fine...

[She'll change and just kind of shake her head. She's so not made for this kind of thing.]

Happy now?

[matchbreaker]

[ Oh my god she actually changed into the nudist nurse thing?! She bursts out laughing into an evil old lady laugh as weiss comes out, smirking some and ]

Oh lordie, I should draw this!