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]

[...Oh? Rin blinks once, surprised, before narrowing her eyes. That's a new wrinkle.]

You've spoken to them?

[If anything, Rin feels like she's more on the money than she was before; "wraiths" and "apparitions" are two separate classifications of spirits in her world.

An apparition is more or less the traditional ghost; very few can even perceive them. A wraith, however, is more powerful. They're capable of physical interference, even if it's low, and have the ability to communicate.

What concerns Rin is that to do so...]

[sleepytimegal]

[ That tone in Rin's voice isn't doing anything to shake Alex's nerves. She for a moment tries to act casual about it, with a shrug, but... ]

They were- yeah. Mostly...they spoke to me, but...a few times.

[heritrix]

[That—]

What were they using as their medium?

[That was the thing she was concerned about. Rin can again only base this on how spirits operate in her world, but it's rare for them to communicate with the living in the first place. They generally can't, without a medium.]

[sleepytimegal]

[ She doesn't look at Rin, instead choosing to focus on her photos. ]

Well...most times it was a person.

[heritrix]

[...her voice is gentler.]

Was it you?

[sleepytimegal]

[ That's a tone of voice she wasn't expecting- nor a question. She looks up with...almost a laugh of surprise, though there's nothing humorous in it. ]

Oh, no. They liked to talk to me, instead, they....had their favorites, of my...friends.

[heritrix]

That's unusually persistent. Were you trespassing? Were they trying to make you leave, in other words?

[sleepytimegal]

[ She stiffens. ]

Not- no. They didn't really want us to leave. [ Is. Leave. Possible. ]

No. It wasn't like they were protective of this place, they hated it there. They wanted out.

[heritrix]

Prisoners, huh? [She taps her chin.] Yeah, that would be a grudge if I ever heard of one. Though it's strange; the spaces in those photographs looked more like an abandoned housing complex than anything.

[sleepytimegal]

It's an island. An...old military complex.

[heritrix]

[Oh, that's interesting.]

What made it close down? The answer might lie in that.

[Like a fire, or a similar tragic incident. Rin's line of thinking is soldiers could have been living there with their families before something went wrong, and cost lives when they were trapped inside. Or maybe they were prisoners of the military? Something like that.]

[sleepytimegal]

Disuse, mostly.

[ She feels so bad, Rin's trying to genuinely help and Alex is kind of...stonewalling her, because she knows why they're there, but-

And we keep the girl.

Nnngh- ]

There was no more need for it, once the war was done. Someone...bought the island, turned it into a bit of a...museum, so people wouldn't forget.

[heritrix]

[She bought an island, huh... Wait, that sounds familiar.]

The woman you told me about? The one you wanted to meet, I mean, who built a memorial for those soldiers. Maggie Addleton.

[Maggie Asher? It was an A name, she thinks.]

[sleepytimegal]

[ Oh. Oh, Rin was the one she told that to, wasn't she? With everything, it's a little hard to keep straight-

That very thought chills her. Alex nods dully. ]

Adler. Maggie Adler.

[heritrix]

[...this is starting to feel even stranger to her.]

And the island didn't have a reputation of being haunted before her death?

[sleepytimegal]

[ Huh? Alex realizes where she's going with this and- ]

Ohhhh no, oh, Maggie's not haunting the island. There were...stories, for a long time, like...since the 50's about weird stuff happening. ...We were just...the first to...accidentally tap into it.

[heritrix]

[Actually, that wasn't what she was getting at, but Alex's answer satisfies the question on her mind all the same.]

Here I've been spinning my wheels, but it sounds like you already have a good understanding for what's going on.

[sleepytimegal]

Mm... Some ideas. I don't know...how they got there, or...the lead up or even how anything works. But...I know the urban legends, about...creepy stuff, weird broadcasts. And apparently, they are all true.

[heritrix]

Most mysteries in the world are.

[Because that's not spooky.]

I'm not sure what you're trying to puzzle out with them, but if you ever need someone else's take on it, you can find me. I won't force you or anything, but I know a few things.

[And barring that, she knows Kirei. There are only so many things she'll praise the fake priest for, but he has superb talent when it comes to spirits. His insight could be useful.

But you know, only if she has to bug him. Rin's not sure how important this is yet, other than it seems to be weighing heavily on Alex's mind.]

[sleepytimegal]

[ Ah... Oh, that's...actually nice? She's a little surprised there, but after a moment she offers a weak smile. ]

...Sure. Yeah, a second pair of eyes might be...pretty cool, sometime.

[ Not right now, unfortunately. Sorry, Rin. This is still something too fresh and too...well. Upsetting, honestly. ]

[heritrix]

[No, she gets that. Primarily, she knows she intruded too. If anything, Alex is too polite for humoring her.]

I'll leave you to it, then. [Rin sways to the door with a smile.] See you around, Alex.