trustfell | WEEK 3.

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.

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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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[What exactly does this attempt look like]

[ ...well it's scrambled that's for sure, but she's noticing more and more shells in it by the second... And it's kind of unevenly scrambled? Some parts are more runny than others. ]

[Ah. Okay.]

Is this your first time making eggs?

Yep. ...I mean- I helped my mom with cookies and cakes and stuff as a kid, but that was just crackin' 'em into a bowl.

[ ...which hopefully she did a better job at than here. ]

[Hopefully.]

...that sounds nice.

...It was. I kinda...miss doin' it, now but...well, nothing to it.

...yeah. Guess not.

[...it's the dreams, obviously. Susan thinks she should probably ask about it, but then she might have to talk about her own. And anyway, Alex probably doesn't want to talk...]

I was going to make some, anyway. [Eggs. Probably better than yours. If you wanted them for something?]

[ For a moment, Alex doesn't quite connect it. Okay, a few moments. A few long moments, and then- ]

O-oh, are...you offering? Uh. I'm not really looking to eat, I'm...practicing.

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?

[ Ohhhh ha a dark look passes across Alex's face. ]

Suuure did alright. Take it you did too, since...you're asking?

Mmmmmmmm-hmmmm.

[And, like she said, we're just gonna not talk about that.]

Funny how those happen.

[ Not talking is good, that's a good idea. ]

Two times is a pattern, isn't it?

A coincidence, I think. [And three is a pattern? That's the saying.] But not this time. Not all of us on the same night.

...What do you think's triggering it?

I don't know. Maybe Jericho? I think if it were just...us, recovering on our own, it wouldn't happen all at once.

I guess... Think we'd get a real answer from Alena?

I guess it couldn't hurt to ask. The worst she'll do is say that she can't tell us.

[you wouldn't know anything about that would you alex]

[ s w e a t s ]

An annoying answer but not the worst in the world.

No. I don’t really see the point in talking to her, most of the time, but at least she doesn’t seem to make things up. It’s...not trust, really, but I don’t think she lies right to our faces.