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

[hentopan]

What's a brat like you doing messing with pocket dimensions anyway?

[sleepytimegal]

...It was an accident.

[hentopan]

Heheheheh...

That so? Well now you know what you have to do, so problem solved right? Just destroy the whole fucking thing till there's nothing left.

[sleepytimegal]

...somehow.

[hentopan]

[ ........ ]

How big is this pocket dimension anyway? Depending on the size, you have options.

[sleepytimegal]

It's about the size of a small island.

[hentopan]

Not the worst. You really can't think of anything you could blow it up with? Hard for me to suggest things when I don't know what you have at hand.

[sleepytimegal]

I...don't really have anything but a radio and some gumption.

[hentopan]

Hah, more than some idiots have. You should talk to K+, explosions aren't really my thing.

[ Not that he's beyond them, but might as well give out proper recommendations you know? ]

[sleepytimegal]

[ ... ]

Who's K+?

[hentopan]

Kimblee!

[ Like this is obvious or something. ]

[sleepytimegal]

...where'd you get the plus from?

[hentopan]

Potassium's natural state as a cation.

[ ...he uh, may actually be kind of a nerd when you get down to it. ]

[sleepytimegal]

...Youuu weren't kidding about knowing science stuff. Well, okay then.

[hentopan]

I know a lot of things, icepop.

[ Just hard to see beyond his crazy. ]

[sleepytimegal]

...Do you have a nickname for like, everyone? [ this is honestly just curious we've moved into...casual conversation talk even though terumi is, well, terumi ]

[hentopan]

Do you really think I wouldn't?

[ !!! ]

[sleepytimegal]

Well, I don't know you very well, so I didn't know what to think.

[hentopan]

I could use people's names, but I don't.

[ This is just how he is. ]

[sleepytimegal]

Hm. What's icepop mean?

[hentopan]

Your hair. Never had a raspberry blue one?

[ He really would have called that that but its too much effort. ]

[sleepytimegal]

...Oh. Oh, well, I mean, duh, who hasn't, it just wasn't my first thought. ...Creative, I'll give ya that.

[hentopan]

Not what you were going for, huh?

[ But it actually wasn't an insult, given all the hair colors he's used to seeing. ]

[sleepytimegal]

Not...really, but you know, I'll take it.