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

[destage]

[...admittedly, that...gets a bit of an awkward pause out of Sayaka, but she'll...at least try to smile at that? There's no need for Rin to know anything.]

Well...maybe if we can get ourselves out of here, that can be something on the agenda. I wouldn't mind it.

[heritrix]

What's with that pause, like you were trying a vegetable?

[destage]

...Okay, first of all, I like vegetables that aren't any of those spicy peppers.

[That...gets some puffed cheeks, in return.]

But...no. It's fine, honestly. It's just not something I think about a lot.

1/2

[heritrix]

If you say so.

[It's not her business, so she won't push. But she does give Sayaka a look that implies a certain degree of concern.]

[heritrix]

[...it vanishes quickly with the shut of a supply drawer, in favor of an expression that's more sly.]

But you did fall for my vegetable trap. Even role models have a least favorite when you get down to it.

[destage]

[...see, she was fine with this until that last bit, and that gets her to look indignant as hell.]

Hey! I just can't handle spice, okay? I've never been a big fan of burning my tongue off...peppers are just the worst, honestly, even if I know how to cook them alright.

[She'll huff a bit, but...]

Shall we get started, though?

[heritrix]

[HEHEHE. Rin looks entirely too pleased with herself right now, but she won't push it.]

Okay, okay. I have the tape now. Arms up!

[And then fashion happened, the end. \o/]