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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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[ He's only interested if the nickname is an upgrade of sorts. ]
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Things would get weird if I called you a condom.
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And if I stopped wearing the hood, what then?
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I don't know. I've never seen you without it, actually.
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[ Why may be a mystery but fine, he will pull back his hood. Carrot probably works much better, given that his hair is like offensively bright green, damn. ]
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[She's standing on her tip toes to peer at the roots. Not too close or anything, just huh. She's seen some weird hair colors, but no green yet outside of Fern.
And yeah, she's definitely thinking of vegetation too, though not a carrot.]
Heh, it looks like crabgrass.
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[ His roots are even this obnoxious green! It's a pity he can't show her what he means when he fights, though. As for the other comment: ]
Creative choice, usually hear carrot.
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Carrot? But that's... [Oh wait, look at the entire ensemble. She laughs the moment she gets it.] Wait, I understand now. Picturing the whole outfit, you really do look like you were plucked from the ground.
[She still likes her nickname better, but that is pretty good.]
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[ Actually wait, he'll stick out his tongue which is forked just like one. ]
Close enough, I guess~.
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So your true form is both a spirit, and similar to a snake.
[Given Rin's wide knowledge of mythology and the occupation listed on Terumi's profile, this is pinging some bells.
At the same time it feels strange. In all of the myths related to the goddess Amaterasu, Rin's naturally reminded of the eight-headed serpent. But you couldn't call that one a guardian...]
Do you have eight heads too?
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Keh, my true form doesn't really look like a snake but my attacks do. [ If that makes any sense. ]
No, no, that would just be overkill even for me~.
[ Says the man with electric green hair and a neon orange jacket. ]
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I'll keep that in mind, then. [She shakes her head.] In the meantime, I should get back to what I was doing.
[The fruitless search for answers or a way out of here before the weekend. Rin knows it's useless, she she still has to give it her all, on that 1% chance. She turns to go.]
See you later, crabgrass.
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[ Said with a smirk, rather than with sincerity of course. Later, though! ]