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!]

Comments

[firstaid]

W-well no, b-but...

[She's trying to talk to Sayaka, but she's clearly intimidated by her.]

I... figured... maybe you might like someone to talk to.

[It worked on Sunday so she thought she would try again.]

[destage]

[...Estelle does not deserve this, good god. Sayaka shakes a bit, her gaze not really letting up, and just...]

There's nothing to talk about. Everything's going to be revealed anyway so...why even bother with it? I'll deal with whatever comes when it does.

[...She is absolutely not okay, but the fight is leaving her tone. She's never really been good at keeping it up, but...]

[sleepytimegal]

Not really. I'm more...video games or, uh...simpler puzzles.

[ She'll choose...which one goes first again? White? Yeah that one. ]

[firstaid]

[As much as she's received hostility she's still not quite used to it. Her hands go up to her chest, almost defensively as she hunches just a bit. It's clear Sayaka is the dominant one right now.]

M-maybe, but that... doesn't mean you have to deal with it alone.

[A deep breath.]

I can start by telling you the secret my envelope said.

[destage]

[...Congratulations, Estelle, that manages to completely throw her.]

What? Why--why would you trust me with that?

[sleepytimegal]

Trying to figure how to make 'em scrambled.

Room 2

[greenmamabear]

[Something to do. Gotta find something to do.

Knock knock.]

H-hey Sayaka. Its, uh, Fern?

[destage]

[There is...a significant delay in getting the door. Like, literally a few minutes. Fern's someone she's wanted to keep the approval of because it felt...nice, to be cared for? If she found out about this, it wouldn't be good. At all.

...But all it's gonna do is make her even more worried, isn't it. Fucking catch-22s.

Sayaka opens the door a crack, peering out. Her voice is a little hoarse when she speaks.]

Yes, Fern-san? Is there something you need help with?

[heritrix]

[She tried to think of people Sayaka would like! And as Rin gets her list back and sees the names on it, she laughs lightly, amused.]

I haven't even spoken to two of these people yet. If they turn up, I'll have to make a point of seeking them out.

[firstaid]

Even if everyone knew I don't think it would change anything.

[She's trembling a bit so she's scared, but... it's not something that has to do with her character so she thinks it will be okay.]

[greenmamabear]

[Fern was about to go look elsewhere before the door opens, but to her surprise.

That... that hoarseness can't be good. What's wrong with her little girl? She automatically reaches forward, before she catches herself and pulls her hands down in front of her.]

W-well, I was just...

Just...

...thinking about making some lunch for people! Do you want anything I could bring by for you?

[destage]

Weirdly enough, everyone you've picked out is someone I've talked to. I guess it was bound to happen, though...

[She chuckles a bit, the levity kind of nice.]

What's next?

[ninehundredlives]

[What exactly does this attempt look like]

[destage]

...I assume you want mine in return, then?

[She...doesn't exactly sound amused. If anything, she's utterly apprehensive. If she's just getting it from Estelle's mouth, she can't trust it.]

[firstaid]

[She shakes her head.]

You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. I just thought it would help things out.

[Really, she won't force it.]

[destage]

[fern, asking that question is walking into hell

...It takes a couple seconds for Sayaka to just...think on it.]

...Could you bring by some ice cream? I know it isn't a proper lunch food, but I...that's what I could really use.

[matchbreaker]

Wow, mine too. ... on it being sort of creepy. I got to see my granddaughter's boyfriend fail to kiss her for like five minutes.

[ admitted that was more last week and this week was the fallout from it, but. Still. ]

Who does that?

[destage]

[...]

You're far too kind for your own good. You have absolutely no reason to tell me any of this.

[She...doesn't get it, and grips on the door a bit.]

[matchbreaker]

Oh, likewise, actually.

[matchbreaker]

... Do uh, do you all know your blood types?

[firstaid]

Well, I don't mind because we're friends, right?

[...right?

Well, she's decided this on her own, but it's all good. She... trusts her friends.]

[destage]

[...Elda, she is kind of trying not to shoot a look, what are you doing.]

Type A. Is something wrong...?

[heritrix]

Those are all quiet activities; it's the same as curling in on yourself, because it gives you too much space to get further lost in your head. You want to do the opposite and get those feelings out.

[Rin turns halfway back towards the door, stroking her chin.]

Something aggressive, then... [Blessedly, she's starting to sound like she's talking to herself, but she's saying some pretty out there things.] But we don't have a gym, or even a boxing ring. Maybe the storage room has balloons...?

[matchbreaker]

Well, it's related to what I found.

[ Shrug...? ] See, your type's normal enough. In Japan, most of you would have that one. I just thought it was interesting the infirmary's blood bags have an even enough spread of everything? ... Obviously that's not important, but it's all I've got.

[firstaid]

I... I don't usually do things like that to that kind of energy out.

[People like Yuri do, but Estelle is a lot different. She's usually a master of escapism, but she can't do that right now.

There are other methods she uses, but she hasn't used them here for a lot of reasons.]