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

[perpend]

A man named Yomiel. He was a computer programmer-- ah, it means in his case he had the potential to know a number of sensitive things about the nation.

He was brought in for questioning, and I pushed him too hard. I was young, brash; too eager to do things, and I was stupid enough to leave my gun behind in the interrogation room. He broke out, ended up taking a young girl hostage in a park before he was killed in a freak accident before a police officer could shoot him.

[bloodbiter]

...I do not think anyone would fault you for that mistake, especially if you were new to the position.

[But also:]

Was the girl alright?

[perpend]

...She was fine. She grew up the be a police officer, and is my pupil.

[bloodbiter]

[A warm smile.]

That is wonderful to hear. I would like to hear about her someday.

[perpend]

She's a heck of a girl, I'm sure she'd like to know where I've gone.

She's going to be a greeeat police officer.

[bloodbiter]

Then you can tell her all about it when you return.

[There's a certain confidence in those words.]

[perpend]

I'll be sure to.

She'll probably be annoyed she didn't get the opportunity to solve this.