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

[ninehundredlives]

They might. I'm sure we wouldn't be allowed. But even though this place looks old, they both talk like modern kids. Jericho in particular...he talks like an obnoxious teenager.

[innocentloveholic]

It's not that obnoxious.

[ says the other person who talks like an obnoxious teenager, ]

But it does get kinda irritating after he's been gabbing on for a while. [ She can concede to that one, at least. ] Get to the point or don't talk at all! And stuff.

[ninehundredlives]

Yeah. It's his own fault he doesn't have many opportunities to talk to us. Not that I'm all that eager to get him on the phone or something...

[innocentloveholic]

Oooh, I am! I super wanna meet him, honestly!! [ of course you do. ] I got told that he's, like, not my type? So he's proobably ugly, but I still wanna see that for myself, you know?

[ninehundredlives]

I can't imagine a world where he's handsome. He's probably got a skinny neck and an awful haircut.

[this is all very silly but also susan is 100% here for petty dragging]

[innocentloveholic]

[ finally, something to bond over. ]

What's wrong with skinny necks? Unless you mean like... Liiiike... [ ...snrrk, hold on, she's giggling— ] Like a goose's! Ooh, ooh, or a giraffe! Something super freaky and gross and long!

[ninehundredlives]

[Snnnrk]

Exactly like that. With an enormous Adam's apple just sticking out in the middle.

[innocentloveholic]

[ Oh man. ]

He'd look like a total cartoon character! A caricature of a human being!! [ It sounds like this is the best thing she's ever heard, actually? This is it, the peak of comedy? ] Do you think it bobs up and down when he walks?

[ninehundredlives]

Of course it does? And it probably goes all funny when he talks. That's why he won't let us see him.

[innocentloveholic]

That's gotta be it! I totally won't take any other explanation, nooooo way!

[ ... ]

You know, Adroit, you're totally not so bad.

[ninehundredlives]

......thanks...

[She guesses.]

You too.