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

[paralogical]

Ask anyway. [ You never know. Shrug! ] But I doubt she and I are the only ones to get these things. If you need them that badly, try askin' around or puttin' up posters to see if anyone wants to trade.

[ Or attend next week's Christmas swap thing because we're in the past. ]

[chessturner]

I'll try to call you that, then. [To your face, that is, because when talking about you she'll still add the honorific] I wasn't sure I should because usually you call other people like that when you're close friends to them, but that's just a custom where I'm from. I can get over it.

[bloodisthicker]

Oh, I see. That is more esoteric than I was expecting, but... I think I understand that? It sounds like something that would be involved with some sort of spirit, or something along those lines.

But I can definitely see how that'd be a problem somewhere like here. Can you go this long without it, or... have you been going for the blood bags, I suppose.

[...like, it's a reasonable assumption.]

[ninehundredlives]

Yeah, I like having a common frame of reference. Not having to explain every little thing. It's probably worse for people with all these magic things - at least my world hasn't got much special about it.

[brandnewday]

Do you really think there's nothin' special about your world? Not even somethin' only you'd understand, or somethin' you think is magical because it makes you feel somethin' in a way only you could?

[Ever the dreamer, this one.]

[ninehundredlives]

[..........]

There's a few things. Not really nice ones.

[heritrix]

[Is it a swap meet when you don't want to swap anything.]

I'd probably have better luck with anyone else. [But she waves a hand.] Anyways, let me get those cigarettes for you. It'll take me a little bit to remember where I put them, so if you pick out a place I can meet up with you when I have them.

[brandnewday]

[Oh. Well, if they're not nice things, maybe she doesn't need to know about them?

...but she didn't say they're bad ones, either?]

Not nice how? Somethin'...bad? Or just somethin' boring?

[paralogical]

[ No, then it's a "check out what everyone else has and make an inventory so they don't surprise you down the line" meet. Also, he's okay standing here waiting but. ]

... hm. Foyer's as good a place as any.

[heritrix]

Okay. I'll try not to keep you waiting.

[And off she goes! She'll meet him in the foyer in about thirty minutes, tapping his shoulder with the proffered carton.]

[ninehundredlives]

No, definitely bad.

[hesperos]

[ ...What has he gotten himself into, good lord. ]

Man, whatever.

[ Ok here you go Aligula, one pinky swear coming right up... ]

[notaccurate]

Something from your more youthful days, maybe?

[introspects]

Ooh, that sounds wonderful! Do you top it with a lot of pepper?

[ actually a normal suggestion, wow ]

[matchbreaker]

Oh it's plenty fun! I could have erased the last four hours with that, normally!

[ Wow, rude, don't swat her hand...

But she'll take it back to herself, smirking. ]

[introspects]

Oh! It looks really exciting and cute!

[ a robot with a microphone! ]

Is it some kind of concert, you think?

[matchbreaker]

Oh, of course I've been using the blood bags. Heavens, I'd be showing my age a little more if I didn't. Starting to starve, probably have ripped out one of your necks.

[ She says this casually. But then she hums, putting a hand to her chin. ]

They're bland though, like they took it from some humans who had never felt anything in their lives.

[matchbreaker]

Oh of course not, it smells awful! I can still smell it on your hair.

[ Don't question vampire smell.

... Oh wait. ]

Oh, did you want those?

[matchbreaker]

For a robot?

[ Robots cans sing... ? ]

[brandnewday]

That's not good. Ah, wait, it's obvious...what am I sayin'?

[She shakes her head.]

If you ever...wanna talk about bad stuff, too, I'll try to listen. I don't know how much I'll be able to help, but I have bad memories, too.

[ninehundredlives]

Yeah? [.....] Thanks. I’ll keep that in mind.

[paralogical]

[ He's questioning vampire smell. ]

... I wouldn't mind taking them off your hands if you don't need them.

[bloodisthicker]

By all accounts, it wasn't really a problem with Avatar Aang, considering he was a fairly easygoing person. The current one is a bit... unpredictable.

[hesperos]

Yeah, though when I'm making it with other people I wait until I've grabbed my portion to put more pepper and salt on it.

[ He's actually surprised by how normal it sounds! ]

[bloodisthicker]

You could say that, yes. University was a fun time, really.