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

[hentopan]

[ I mean, he totally agrees. ]

If I wasn't so pissed off, I'd be more curious at all the shit that's gonna get aired.

[zomgboom]

It's, like, a thing right? When you're intimate with someone and stuff you, like, call them by their first name.

[She may have wildly misunderstood what "intimate" means.]

[shuttermouse]

Death by bottle of alcohol. Sounds like an awful way to go.

[ ...But probably not as awful as death by toaster in the bath. At least Chitoge wasn't conscious for it. ]

At least we've got booze now. What a coincidence that it showed up right after I talked about asking Alena for alcohol.

[ninehundredlives]

Can I bring you anything?

[Just gonna straight-up ignore that question tbh]

[destage]

[...ah, that. Well.]

...Tea would be very nice right about now. Chamomile is the kind I prefer.

[She's a little surprised?]

[ninehundredlives]

Oh. Okay.

[She'll just keep on at what she's doing, then.]

I don't think either of us wants to talk about it, but did you have another one of those dreams?

[ninehundredlives]

...this is a weird question, but was there a sort of...big spidery heart thing full of narcotics in it?

[ninehundredlives]

Mine does, technically. Probably not really in the way I do it. This woman downstairs has some kind of awful yappy little dog.

[perpend]

I don't understand that, either-- clearly they're after something when it comes to them wanting us to investigate this place.

[ninehundredlives]

Both, I guess?

[She shrugs.]

He's not going to bother me anymore. Or...he's not going to have done it already. [?????] But that doesn't make me feel better.

[ninehundredlives]

...oh. Yeah, that's just what we need.

I'm not the most formidable person here, you know? Physically. [She leans her head on her hand, thoughtfully.] I wouldn't be that hard to kill. But I do try to be careful, so maybe.

[ninehundredlives]

All right.

[She's not sure how this keeps happening to her, but go on.]

[ninehundredlives]

All right. I can do that.

[In fact, if you don't stop her, she's just gonna go now and be back in a few?]

[destage]

[...Susan, are you sure you're okay.

Sayaka is not sure and mam, you are doing her a concern. Uh.

...She's gonna wait, though, and...uh. Look very, very confused and concerned?]

Ashworth-san, is everything okay? You...didn't answer...

[She's not sure how to take that, are you just kind of aggressively trying to help or is something up???]

[icysemblance]

I can understand that. If you want to talk about anything...?

[She's just going to nod.]

[greenmamabear]

...there was a walking, oddly curvy waste disposal bag for a nurse?

[heritrix]

You said it twice!

[Gagging, Rin's hand flies to her mouth and she bends almost double in her seat.] I-I think I threw up in my mouth a little.]

Nngh... I think I threw up in my mouth a little...

INVESTIGATION

[ninehundredlives]

[Today in the dining room, as Susan drinks her coffee and eats her eggs, she's got a bunch of stuff sitting out on the table in front of her. She's barely even looking for a trade, to be honest; it's all junk to her. Except one thing, and she'll comment to anyone who passes:]

Do you know if anybody here can play the guitar?

[There's no reason to waste a perfectly good musical instrument, after all.

Later, she goes to the billiard room. There's nothing here of particular interest to her, not even the dartboards really, but she can't recall anybody saying that they'd investigated in here. Maybe she can make herself useful by poking around a little? If I haven't missed someone investigating in here already, she'll start by looking over the cue racks up against the wall. Cabanela found a hidden door, after all...

In the evening, earlier than her usual time, Susan will be in the ballroom playing the piano again. She'll look up if anyone enters, but won't immediately stop playing.]

[matchbreaker]

Well some people here apparently can use magic. I know I've had some of senses cut a little short too.

[ But... yes. They clearly did. ]

[perpend]

...That's horrible!

The poor girl...

[perpend]

Tarrlok is supposed to be capable of using one of the elements, but he told me when he arrived here he wasn't capable of it, something that shouldn't actually be possible.

[heritrix]

[Glancing up, Rin looks distracted at first, but follows Estelle's line of sight to the flower petals.]

Are they? I thought they were sakura petals.

[They reminded her of someone, so she was going to find something to keep them fresh in...]

[firstaid]

[Estelle gets in close to look at the petals. She's held them before en masse, not to mention the fact that the city itself practically rains petals due to the tree's power. The scent, the way they look, and she goes in to touch one-- no they're definitely petals from Halure's tree. She knows that city like no other despite only having first visited it not too long ago.]

I'm not sure what sakura petals are, but those are definitely flowers from Halure. I'd like to think I know that tree very well.

Bar

[ninehundredlives]

[Susan, for her part, just cocks her head at the glass. Legal drinking age in Britain is 18, it's not as if she's a child.]

What's that?

[bloodisthicker]

I feel like it's possible that the library could also serve as a classroom of sorts, even if they're typically more likely to be used as quiet study areas.