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trustfell2017-10-01 11:52 am
trustfellows) wrote in trustfell2017-10-01 11:52 am
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? |
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[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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[That way, they'll both have some sort of alibi in case this goes south.]
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[ she asks this as she's jacking one of the crossbows. ]
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[He's picking one up off the wall as he speaks.]
We don't have much in the way of tools to break them down with, so we might have to make use of the incinerator.
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To be honest, I've never intentionally destroyed something to see whether or not a new version of it pops up. You want to try both, just to make sure?
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[ They both have a crossbow here. Let's get destroying to see if things come back. ]
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Time to throw one of them down the stairs, apparently?]
You want to give it a shot?
[...This is so dumb, but here he is.]
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[ and here we go! She's going to throwing this down the stairs. Like full on tossed downward towards the top stair to let it fall the whole way. Parts of it get bent or crack and a few things might even fall off, depending. But... not as much as you'd think? They are high quality crossbows, after all. ]
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Impressive!
[He doesn't mind that it's not as much damage as it could be, walking down the stairs to pick it up.]
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[ she's all but skipping down the stairs after him, a smile wide on her lips. She's beaming from the praise. ]
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[...In hindsight, this is a really dumb plan.]
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[ To the incinerator. She'll pick up the broken thing so as they bring it downstairs. Let's get on it Inspector. ]
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Of course.
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