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

[heritrix]

It's a strange pick for a school though, isn't it? [Hmm, she doesn't recognize any brand names on this shelf either. From the color, it's probably rum?] I've never heard of bars on school campuses.

[greenmamabear]

[everyone betray me]

A college, maybe. But even that's pretty iffy.

[heritrix]

Even for Americans?

[greenmamabear]

Well, I've seen them across the street, at least.

[heritrix]

[Exactly what she was getting at.]

So it's not just a stereotype... [Fascinating.] I bet they all wear giant cowboy hats too.

[greenmamabear]

Oh we do not.

...Well, there's always one guy.

[heritrix]

Only one? Do they check them at the door along with the guns?

[greenmamabear]

No, we pretty much leave them alone.

[heritrix]

[Rin is both Japanese and a mage, so that is alarming.]

What— [SQUAWKING] The bar owners just let them sit down with them? That's a horrible combination!

[KEEP THE GUNS BY THE ALCOHOL, WHOSE BRIGHT IDEA WAS THAT.]

[greenmamabear]

Well, yeah. But trust me, you don't want to get between a gun-owner and his beer either.

[heritrix]

Nevermind that; I'll stick to the casinos if I ever go to America.

[She'd say she just won't go in general, but she's heard good things about Vegas.]

[greenmamabear]

...When you're old enough.

[heritrix]

Of course. They don't let you into those without ID.

[Unlike this bar or her private wine cellar, which she can go into at anytime. She's got the skinny.

Oh but with that game room, she could totally set up a poker ring though...]

[greenmamabear]

[rin why]

Good. You keep keeping out of trouble.

[heritrix]

[Someone's gotta.]

Don't worry. [Rin smiles brightly.] As an honor student and the head of the Tohsaka, excellence and decorum is what I always strive for.

[greenmamabear]

[No one's gotta????]

...Well, good! Decorum is... probably a good thing... to keep a hold of.

[heritrix]

[SOMEONE'S GOTTA.]

Why do you sound so unsure saying that?

[greenmamabear]

Decorum's not something I'm.... familiar with? My life is more "barely scrap by".

[heritrix]

Oh, alright. I thought you—well, nevermind. I forgot what a rough life you've had.

[She doesn't know terribly much about that actually, but just the basics of what has come up in groups speaks to it being a time.]