WEEK 3.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 3 You all got to witness Yosuke Hanamura's death earlier this past week. You know what the punishment for breaking the rules is. With Chitoge Kirisaki and Blue's deaths, you're painfully aware of just how little trust this group really has. How long until someone kills again? What about that time limit the Coordinators imposed? Will there be another incentive? There are so many questions, but not a whole lot of answers. 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... And when you wake up, you'll discover that a pattern seems to be emerging, at least as far as the building itself goes; a new floor is available to you, a stairwell across a short hallway from the one on the second floor having unlocked itself. There's not too much of a question about it as a result - at least, as far as what it means. It's definitely a reward. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 30

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[OOC: Welcome to week three 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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[matchbreaker]

Rummy?

[ THE OLD LaDY CaRD GaME RETURNS. ]

[firstaid]

I'm somewhat familiar with Rummy.

[She smiles a bit. At least it shouldn't take that long for her to relearn it.]

investigation

[perpend]

["A month ago, I signed the order of Detective Jowd's execution. However... that act wasn't of my own volition. I was being 'controlled.'"
"What?! You never told me about this, Mr. Minister!"
...
"This manipulator comes upon us from somewhere unseen. That's why I've been keeping my distance from everybody. But I never imagined that tonight... I would find out where this kind of power comes from."
"Where it comes from...?"
"Inspector Cabanela... this manipulator is a ghost, a departed spirit."
"A spirit...?!"
"As a matter of fact, there's a ghost talking to us right now."
"Wha... what did you say?! Jowd! Don't tell me you can hear this ghost, too?!"
"I'd say the only person who CAN'T hear him is you."
"Spirit...? Ghost...? Gods in heaven... Excuse me, Mr Minister. I suddenly have some urgent business to attend to!"

And just like that, all of the pieces come into place. It's too bad he's stuck here, with nothing he can do about it. The first step when he wakes up is to head to the kitchen and to make the biggest pot of coffee he can.

Later in the afternoon, he finally starts to explore the newest floor, looking with great interest in the game room. He might not be familiar with D&D and its equivalent on his world, but it is nevertheless pretty interesting. He'll spend most of his day in here, looking through the games and various boxes, trying to catalogue as much as he can.

In the evening, he can be found in the bar drinking out of a glass of what's probably whiskey, but he wasn't paying close attention when he poured it. He's not drunk or anything, but he is hunched over some notes, looking serious.]

investigation!

[sleepytimegal]

[ "When I was younger, I could remember anything, whether it had happened or not. But soon I shall be so I cannot remember any... but the things that never happened."

...What the hell. What the hell, she thought- she thought she was out, and- just what...what did she do?!


Alex gets a bit of a late start this week. As she goes through the kitchen, messing around with eggs (trying to make breakfast but continually getting shells everywhere), she's clearly distracted.

Why not check out the new floor? Once she realizes, in her trek to the second, that there's a third, she goes to do just that with the grim understanding that the floor itself is a reward. ...Some reward, not...much is of interest to her? The billiards room or the game room might be sometime, but not right now, when she's in such a mood. The bar, however...

...The bar, Alex will set out to investigating. There's the strong desire to check out the beer there, but she holds herself back as the begins to just look behind the bar itself and through the spirits, for anything of interest that could give some damn answers.

When all of that's over, she'll spend most of her day in the conference room with some paper. She's taking notes, it seems? Lining up those photos she received last week, separating them into different groups. Murmuring to herself. ]

Kitchen

[greenmamabear]

Need some help, champ?

[Cause it looks like she's having trouble with the eggs.]

[evilfrenzy]

[Rideaux glances toward the door when Sayaka knocks, having just finished throwing one of the darts. He's feeling a little better now, so his response is more on the subdued side rather than curt like it might've been earlier.]

You could say that. It's an activity that I like to partake in every now and then. Keep my accuracy up. [Technically not wrong.] How thoughtful of the Coordinators to provide it here.

[bloodisthicker]

[Well. Even with the situation being as bad as it is, it's nice to have a good dream, isn't it? If these dreams are, indeed, memories, that is. Perhaps he was right when he spoke with Sayaka about everything already being taken care of back in Republic City...

...of course, that doesn't help him here, aside from giving him less distractions to worry about. Still, he's noticeably pretty cheerful when making and eating some breakfast in the kitchen this morning, though he doesn't dawdle much. He's definitely wondering about something... which is confirmed when he encounters the third floor. He proceeds to poke through the rooms just in the interests of familiarizing himself with them, though... he does find himself spending a little bit of time in the game room, apparently searching for a particular game.]

I suppose Pai Sho would be too much to ask for, wouldn't it...

[how dare you not have his canon-specific game with rules the player doesn't really know. how daaare youuu.

He also checks out the bar with, uh, maybe a little bit of a raised eyebrow?]

...well, I suppose it's a school for adults, as well, but...

[...whatever, he'll pour himself something fruity and take a break, because everyone needs one right now.

Later in the evening, he's back in the kitchen, making something that apparently involves Crisco. Lots and lots of Crisco. Also blueberries and blackberries, apparently? HMMM.]

[destage]

[Sayaka's honestly okay with Estelle being there--she probably did notice her when she came in, but if she wants to read in peace, Sayaka will let her.

Sayaka will definitely be practicing her song, though--the dance and song at once, and hopefully that isn't annoying. She's far more energetic this time around, putting everything she has into the performance. Like...maybe if someone's there and watching, they'll actually see her, maybe Chitoge would, and she'd be happy--

...It'll end off fairly quick, though, and...Sayaka just kind of frustratedly lets herself fall to her knees and stare out at the stage. She seemed to be doing well, but...]

No, no, no...come on, Sayaka, she wouldn't want you to mess this up...

[shuttermouse]

Some kind of shelter, maybe?

conference room;

[explosivecombat]

[You know, sometimes he'll come through these areas just to see what's going on, and he's not really expecting Sayaka in here but she certainly seems hard...at...work oh no that's precious- ]

Enjoying yourself...?

[destage]

Ah, so this is a hobby of yours, then. That makes sense. It's good to keep up other hobbies alongside your work.

[Maybe she should take her own goddamn advice--I mean.

Well, never the less, Sayaka doesn't go over to him or anything--she's gonna look around the room a bit, just kind of giving it a general scan...]

This room is kind of interesting, compared to the other ones we've found. I'd say that goes for this whole floor, honestly--I wouldn't have expected a school to have these sort of places.

[destage]

...That would make sense, but combined with Jericho-san's liking of 'saving', I'm not sure if this is a shelter anyone would want to go to. At least, I'd hope they wouldn't go anywhere near it.

[matchbreaker]

Oh good! I don't need to go through the plays, then? Or do I?

[destage]

[Sayaka was admittedly a little too engrossed in her work to notice the door opening--trying to mimic the goddamn petals of a chrysanthemum from memory is a hell of a task, and she's really not sure why she bothered with it at all.

...Point is, she kind of jolts a bit and turns to him with a look that's like a child getting caught with their hand in the cookie jar.]

A-ah--well, um--yes, I am, I...

[...She was not expecting him to walk into this place.]

...Surprise, I suppose...?

[explosivecombat]

[Oh dear. Well, at least he seems amused.]

Don't worry, it's charming. Just toying with designs...?

[innocentloveholic]

Gooood morning~ and of course I am! After all, idle hands... something something something? [ She doesn't know the saying about idle hands, she doesn't care— ] Anyway, I totally psyched myself for good food last week, sooo I thought I'd like... give cooking another shot!

[ ....... ]

It's not, like, going as bad as I thought it might, but pancakes are totally easy anyway. [ Even if she keeps overcooking them. They are too brown. Not really burnt but— yeah. ] What're you up to?

Bar

[ninehundredlives]

Inspector.

[Susan's just gonna go behind the bar to fix her own drink, because lol this is what they all needed, isn't it?]

How are you?

[destage]

[Sayaka just...laughs a bit, before sliding the current little mess she's got going toward him with a nod.]

Yeah, I thought I should give it a try, at least, to see what sort of things I could think of. The ones over there were more trying to imitate what I saw from that one on the gauntlet, but this one's more something I wanted to try.

[She pauses for a bit.]

These things, they look like they have some kind of...flow to them, right? The one there did, at least. I thought that if I went for something like this, though, it'd be a little nicer while still getting the point across. Does it look okay?

[bloodisthicker]

...you know, Chie is handling entertainment for this week, but I would really not put that past Aligula at this point. I don't really play card games, though.

[matchbreaker]

Oh no, really? What do you play?

[ she is Determined it seems. ]

game room

[matchbreaker]

Oh are you looking into those magic looking tome things?

[ She asks as she wanders back in here, to get v new deck of cards... for. Something or another. ]

[firstaid]

I think a refresher would be good.

[She thinks she remembers it, but still. It would be good.]

bar

[hesperos]

[ Yuri slips down into the bar himself because he needs to check the place out too and what better time than now? ]

You know, I didn't think they'd actually have a bar hidden around here somewhere.

[hesperos]

[ Well, that was...certainly a dream of sorts. When Yuri wakes up from it, he sits up in bed and places a hand on his face. Of course, he's super awake so lounging in bed isn't an option. Or it wouldn't be if he weren't who he was.

So, he decides that today is a day where he'll just laze around in bed for a few hours because the dream has him in a bad mood and he doesn't want any of that to show.

Once Yuri manages to make it out of bed, he'll head down into the kitchen to make himself a late breakfast because it is that type of day, and he does whatever the hell he pleases.

After that, he's going to be easily found meandering the halls, for a short amount of time. During the late afternoon, however, one of his stops is going to be over at the game room, checking out the deck of cards for poker. If someone stops in and he notices he'll just nod. ]

Hey, you in the mood for some games too?

[ Because what is the point of a game room if you don't play games in it? ]

[ninehundredlives]

["You'll feel a sharp scratch."

Susan seems possessed with a certain poise today. Her posture is straight and tense, and though she's never exactly been the warmest person, there's something particularly frosty in her eyes. Breaking with routine, she goes to see the new area first. The bar in particular gets her interest; she standslooking over the liquor for a while, and then spends some time leaning against the bar, listing something out on a sheet of paper. If you wait until she's done, you'll see her pin it up on one of the bar shelves at her eye level; it's titled DO NOT DRINK WITH:, and what follows is a list of medications available in the infirmary.

Don't mix alcohol and drugs, kids.

That done, she moves back to the kitchen for what's basically brunch. She's quiet, but her motions are sharp and hard as she prepares a sandwich for herself. She seems angry...?

Later, she sits in the library. There's an open book in her hands, but she's not really reading it, just staring hard at the shelves across from her. Something must be on her mind.]