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!]

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Shooting Range

[chessturner]

You're missing way too often. Here, let me help you.

[She doesn't touch Sayaka, but she does show a good position to shoot those arrows. She's no archery expert, but she has excellent aim, so maybe she really can help with that]

[destage]

[--Hi there, Kyrie, you're not someone she expected to see. She'll follow her directions and get everything a little more steady and...

It's not quite a bullseye, but she manages to get a nice big crack in the DVD, and it causes her to beam.]

Ah, thank you, Ushiromiya-san! I really appreciate the assistance.

[She...admittedly is a bit wobbly still but she smiles a bit once she gets herself still.]

[chessturner]

[Kyrie claps when Sayaka hits the DVD, pleased]

Of course. I didn't think you'd grab a bow and try something like this, though. It's so strange to see you with a bow.

[destage]

...I...have a lot of pent up anger toward what's on this disc. I didn't want to make too much of a scene or try to operate the incinerator, so once I saw this? I thought it'd be a good idea.

[Despite the almost jovial tone she states that in, there's...definitely an undertone of unhappiness with all of this.]

[chessturner]

Did the masterminds give that strange disc to you?

[Why else would someone be unhappy or angry at something like that?]

[destage]

Ah...no, neither of them did. This one was from the Academy itself.

[Her own lovely little reminder of murder school.]

...I just remembered what was on this disc after that dream last night.

[chessturner]

...I see.

[Kyrie takes a crossbow, having gotten used to it already]

If it's any consolation, you're not the only one who was in a bad situation before arriving here -- but mine seems to have been solved before anything bad happened. Don't lose hope, you can't be sure yet anything went wrong. Hold onto your hopes.

[...she doesn't really completely mean that last part because hope is for chumps, but yeah, don't break down anytime soon, Sayaka!]

[destage]

[...She still remembers her thoughts, when Naegi was done comforting her--telling him to stay by her side, to be there for her, all while those inkling little thoughts poked their way through her brain. How she could use him to get out of there...

She picks up the bow again, aiming another shot.]

...I plan to. What's...happened there is there. I need to focus on what's happening here.

[She can't help but just...feel disgust, rising up. She doesn't even know how the rules play over there. Is it the same as here, will they all die if she tries to escape?

She fires. It's a shot that winds up almost dislodging the thing from the target.]

I'm not...I'm not who I was there.

[chessturner]

Is that good or bad?

[Kyrie stands to aim at a different target, holding the crossbow with inexperienced hands, and fires. It's almost a bulls-eye. Despite her inexperience, she still has excellent aim and can deal with the recoil]

[destage]

...I think it's good. If I were still...that person I was there, I...

[...]

It'd be bad. Really, really bad.

[chessturner]

[Kyrie rests the tip of the crossbow on the ground]

Good for you, then! It's good you feel you're a better person than you were before.

[Then she adds, sounding sincere enough]

I think you're a good young woman who deserves better than you have gotten so far. I don't know how much of that would apply to the past you, but Maizono-chan I know here is someone I'd support.

[Yeah, in these few weeks she has gained more appreciation for you than she has for most of the people she knows in her world. That is...good?]

[destage]

[That...actually gets Sayaka to pause for a bit, kind of stunned. Of all of the people to really think that or say that...actually, when she thinks about it, it makes sense? She was willing to give her such good advice, even if everything got revealed anyway.

It gets a very genuine smile out of Sayaka, before she bows her head.]

...Thank you, Ushiromiya-san. That...really means a lot to me.

[How many people have just believe in her, and not the perfect idol she was supposed to be? Not a lot. Not even herself.]

[chessturner]

Don't mention it, it's fine.

[She reloads her crossbow]

I'm sure there are several people here you can rely on, right? You seem like the type that'd get along with a lot of people.

[destage]

Oh, here, definitely. I get along with just about everyone, I'd say...it's honestly really nice? I don't have to worry too much, unless it's a Thursday night.

[...that's surprisingly honest from her, at least.]

Marker-san, Kimblee-san, Alex...-chan [There's a noticeable pause, like she forgot to add the suffix there for a moment.], you, Ashworth-san...and so many others, really.

[chessturner]

[That's a lot of people!]

I don't think you have anything to worry about -- but it'd be prudent to not leave your room on Thursday night, anyway.

[Who'd attack Sayaka? Not many, Kyrie guesses]

[destage]

[You never know, in this place.]

I try to get in fairly early, when that happens--that seems to be the best way to avoid anything, right? It's not like anyone here could rip the hinges off the door.

[chessturner]

I'm pretty sure that'd be against the vandalism rule. Do you have a weapon with you already? If you don't, you should have one with you, just in case.

[destage]

Ah, I...

[...that's definitely a no, though the pause in her statement is...probably odd, before she manages to reign in her look.]

I haven't seen the need for one, but...it might be a good idea. I'm not sure what would be good to use...

[chessturner]

Idols need to deal with paparazzi too, don't they? Were you ever thought of a way to deal with particularly nosey paparazzi?

[Do you know how to bodyslam someone, Sayaka?]

[destage]

[...Kyrie, please look at the twigged limb individual in front of you and ask that again...]

Not...really? I'm more used to them, than anything, so I just put on a good face and stay polite with them. If worst were to come to worst, I'd probably just excuse myself as fast as I could...

[...yeah.]

[chessturner]

[You don't need to be like Sakura Oogami to know how to bodyslam someone. Have some spirit!]

I see. It's going to be difficult to think of a weapon for you. If push comes to shove, a way to distract any attackers will be--

[Wait a second...Kyrie takes out a stun grenade]

You got some of these, right?

[destage]

[Sayaka's eyes light up in recognition, and she nods her head.]

Yeah! I got some of those from the machine, and they're in my room...they're...stun grenades, right? They seem awful dangerous, even if they're not meant to kill...just from what I was told, anyway.

[chessturner]

Yes, they're non-lethal. All they do is make a lot of noise and show a bright burst of light. It'd be an effective way to stop an attacker.

[As long as you make sure not to stun yourself, of course]

[destage]

...Oh! I...

[...she feels kind of silly, she thought it was something a little worst than that, so she rubs the back of her head.]

I...probably could stand to carry a few in my sleeves, at least. It'd make everything feel a little safer.

[Because she doesn't have pockets. ...Or a bag.]