WEEK 4.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 4 Walter White and Fern Green have joined the deceased. Their losses will be felt, just like all the deaths before them. While you might be tempted to put that mess of a trial out of your heads, it's hard to forget what happened. It's even harder to ignore the secrets that have been revealed, still burned into the wall of the dining room. You all have a lot to discuss, don't you? 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... The past week's trial seemed to be hard on everyone, including your captors, it seems that you're still being rewarded for your work; a new floor has been opened up to you, and along with it the return of the uneasy sense that they approve of what you're doing here: killing each other, picking one another off, singling each other out in the trials. It's likely not a pleasant feeling, knowing you're giving them what they want. But what else is there to be done? PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 28

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[OOC: Welcome to week four 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

[sleepytimegal]

Mmm, less cleavage. [ she just met you and she's going to drag you, it's how you know you're getting along ] But the same colors. Dark and blending in to the night.

[sleepytimegal]

Aahhh...

[ She hesitates. Doesn't quite seem uncomfortable, just...considering. ]

It's a...bit of a long story? My memories...they seem to be like...variations on the same. So, I keep trying to figure out where the differences lie. What causes them, you know?

[bloodisthicker]

Well, it was practically always my intention to get into politics at some point, so I suppose it never really crossed my radar. Maybe it's something to consider if I retire.

[He doesn't say that terribly seriously, though, because haha, retirement.]

[ninehundredlives]

Oh, that's weird. Like in Groundhog Day?

[ninehundredlives]

Or just locked us in here and had done with it. I'm sure just the thought of escape would have been enough, eventually.

[ninehundredlives]

Dark? That's how I like it, anyway. It'd be funny if your soul tasted like something you didn't like...

[notaccurate]

I never would have taken you for a prankster, Tarrlok.

[Because his mind is jumping right from 'being more than you seem' to 'pranking the shit out of people'. Mostly because he hasn't been given a reason to think Tarrlok is up to anything more serious than that.]

[notaccurate]

[Oh good, she's awake.

Luca indicates to the stuff he collected.]

I decided to practice making some mixed drinks. Since this seems to be where people end up after trials, maybe I could help a bit there.

[notaccurate]

Like a swap meet?

[matchbreaker]

... I am not so certain it is so cut and dry for me. What has been taken from me is something that would, in time, most assuredly kill me.

[ She... shakes her head. ]

Likely not for the duration of this exercise though, at least.

[matchbreaker]

Try guessing?

[ W e w ]

[notaccurate]

[Luca nods in agreement.]

First we'll get out, then we'll find your friends. I promised you that much in the beginning, remember?

[Well he actually promised to help her get to her school, but same difference. 'Home' counts.]

[matchbreaker]

It's their blood. I don't want to make myself a more obvious target.

[ She thinks hard about this, clearly. ]

[evilfrenzy]

[Yuri's getting shoved again for that!!]

It won't have been as good as the one you're going to have when I wipe that idiotic grin off of your face.

[Ooh, how threatening.

...but rather than getting up to continue, Rideaux just rolls back onto his back and lies there for a moment, contemplative.]

I feel weaker here. That is certainly frustrating.

[hesperos]

Cool.

[ When it rains, it pours, amirite. ]

Oh hey, and about that bending stuff... is there anyone who can use more than one element at a time? Or is it just the one?

[ He's been wondering about that, so. ]

[sleepytimegal]

Pretty much, except I...don't really seem to remember it, while it's happening.

[matchbreaker]

I'm near to dead certain he doesn't. I mean, every trial we've got some people who butt out - our two resident gods, some of the younger folks, so on. But they at least seem to be paying attention.

[ :T ]

[hesperos]

Wow, I see how it is.

[ Pretty much. ]

He sounds like the kind of guy I'd like to meet. Dunno if we'd get along, but if we had the same fashion sense, it probably wouldn't go too badly.

[ He's mostly joking because the guy's not even real. Probably. ]

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . Well crap that's- ]

Iunno if I'd put it like "rounds," but- yeah, I guess that'd follow, might'n it?

[bloodisthicker]

Even politicians can have a little fun every so often, although I wouldn't really say it'd rise to the level of pranks.

[notaccurate]

What does a councilman do for fun, then?

[shuttermouse]

A magic crystal that grants you a wish if you gather seven of them.

[ She shrugs. She's just making shit up tbh. ]

[matchbreaker]

See, that's better!

[ Literally tosses it aside despite it being a crystal. ]

[destage]

[...Luca...

Sayaka just kind of beams a bit.]

...Thank you. You're--you're really kind, Luca-san. I...really appreciate it.

[notaccurate]

[Luca just smiles.]

You're welcome. We're in this together, remember that.