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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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[This...isn't helping, is it? Not telling people things. She's not sure her side of it matters so much, except that she wants Alex to feel like she can talk, if she needs to.]
I guess I sort of got...kidnapped by cannibals?
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You... Wha- oh my god?? But- don't you live in, like...London, was it a cult?!
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[She meant that as a joke, but it probably came out pretty fucking dark huh]
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Susan... Jesus, I mean- you're here now so it must've worked out, but- yikes. I hope you...bashed their fucking noses in.
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Long as you're okay... But jeez, what the hell. Does...that stuff happen often?
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[She sounds pretty casual about that, for someone who doesn't seem all that superstitious.]
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One that's not Kirei.
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[But she's got to remember - she didn't really bring this up so she could confide in Alex about her horrible life. Even if it actually feels a little nice to tell somebody?]
Do you want to talk about yours?
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[ 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?
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[It's a slight question, but Susan assumes that isn't it. Wouldn't Alex remember, then?]
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I thought... I thought it was someone else doing it- uh, someone elses? A lot of 'em. But...now I think it's more...the place we're in.
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Rideaux has some kind of dimension powers, normally. Maybe he could give you some useful advice?
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