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

[evilfrenzy]

It's not. But you are not the first to say something like that.

[Okay, he does sound a little annoyed now, but it's not really Alex's fault. He had a bad discussion with Tabby about it.]

There isn't a "French" where I come from.

[sleepytimegal]

[ Strike two... ]

Really? Mmm, well, you're not the only one who hasn't recognized stuff like that, it's just- uh, sorry 'bout that, little mix-up.

[ She's just gonna rummage through the cabinet and- aha! Sleep aids, there we are. ]

[evilfrenzy]

Don't worry about. [He kind of...half-heartedly gives a dismissive wave about the whole thing.] It's just one more thing to get used to in this place.

[And since he's right here, he'll note the choice of medication. He's keeping inventory, so this just makes it easier.]

I've been seeing quite a few of those leave the shelves. Not very surprising, unfortunately.

[sleepytimegal]

Really...? Yeah, you know, not a shock. Guess it's a good thing I'm part of a crowd... It's either this sucker or tossing and turning and waking up at whatever o'clock. [ She grimaces. ] So...here's hoping we don't run out.

[evilfrenzy]

Well, being in a situation like this will do that to many.

["Many".]

I've been keeping track of the stock though, so if I see them run out, I suppose I can ask Alena about it.

[sleepytimegal]

Mm... You know, they'd probably actually be kept up, you can, like...you can kill people with too many of these, so they'd probably want 'em around.

[ She says this dryly, but it's something she means, disturbingly enough. ]

[evilfrenzy]

[Rideaux takes that in stride, at least.]

Oh, I'm aware. That's what I figure this room is around for, more than the ability to treat potential patients.

[sleepytimegal]

...That's... Is that rough for you? You're a...doctor guy, right?

[evilfrenzy]

I am.

[He's quiet for a moment, but eventually sighs as he leans back in his seat at the counter.]

It's tacky, that much is certain. But that is the unfortunate truth about medication. What is helpful for your body can just as easily poison you when either prepared improperly or taken in excess.

[sleepytimegal]

Is that why you're...you're keeping track of it, aren't you? That's what you're doing with all the...paper and that. ...It's bad any of us are here, but- it's good there's someone dedicated like that, I guess.

[evilfrenzy]

You got it. Should a suspiciously large amount go missing around the time of a hypothetical murder, it'll help us narrow down what exactly went on.

[It's not foolproof, but it's another semi-helpful tool.]

I believe there are a few of us keeping track, but you can guarantee that I keep mine up to date. I completely update it by Night Time every night.

[sleepytimegal]

Every day? That is diligent... Not like we got anything better to do here, though... I hope it'll pay off, doc. ...I mean- you know, I don't hope someone gets OD'd but- you know. That it helps.

[ oh she tried.... ]

[evilfrenzy]

[He shrugs.]

It's not much different from what I do in my own office.

[Because he doesn't trust his subordinates to keep better track than him, um.

Also, that'll at least get him to smirk a bit.]

I got what you meant. Hopefully it doesn't need to come into use, but at least it's around in case it does. That said, how many of those do you plan to take?

[sleepytimegal]

The, uh...recommended dosage by my doctor?

[ Eyebrows raise hopefully? ]

I tried just one the last few nights and it worked okay.

[evilfrenzy]

Good answer.

[The smirk stays!]

Thank you, though. I will mark that down for the inventory tonight.

[sleepytimegal]

Welcome, doc. You uh...have yourself a good day, then?

[evilfrenzy]

[With a nod,]

And you as well. Good luck getting your sleeping in order.