WEEK 5.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 5 Tabitha Smith, Sigrun Eide, and Solf J Kimblee are all dead. Regardless of what you think of the trial or the events leading up to it, there's no denying that you can feel the dent in your numbers now. After all, ten people are gone now. It may be hard, but all you can do is keep going. 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... What with Jericho's excitement at the last trial, it's evident now more than ever that the new floor that's opened up to you is a gift, a reward for a job well-done. Because while surviving is something that you'll continue to try to do of your own merit...well. Let's say that he's so, so very proud of you. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 25 PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 24 PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 23

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[OOC: Welcome to week five 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]

...yeah. You're right. Maybe we'll just need to rely on spite instead of hope, after all.

[destage]

It seems to be our best bet. Live out of the spite Jericho-san feels for our continued existence, and just use it to keep going. It's not the best fuel, but...well, we're not in the best place. It's best to take what one can get.

[ninehundredlives]

He's such a condescending ass, isn't he?

[But Sayaka isn't one of her usual Salt Buddies]

Whatever it takes, I guess. We can't all just lose our minds in here, or let somebody get away with murder.

[destage]

He really is kind of an a-- [EHEM stopping herself there.] a pain in the rear, yes.

Yeah, though...if we let ourselves fall that far, someone's gonna wind up winning.

[...She takes another peer at what Susan's drawing, idly, just kind of stopping her writing for a moment.]

Or...well, all of us could end up like that, if no one decides to act. It'd be about...200 hours, if I've got it right.

[ninehundredlives]

I wonder if they'd really just keep going.

[It's Elda!]

It seems like a waste, after they were so set on this murder thing. Not that I really want to test it, either.

[destage]

It was unintentionally tested last time. I don't think anyone is gonna want a repeat of that.

[Of course, she could be wrong. Someone could want just that to happen.

...Still, Sayaka does smile a bit at the portrait.]

That's a really good portrait of Elda-san. You really weren't lying about your skill.

[ninehundredlives]

Oh, good. It's yours, when I'm done with it. I assumed you would want one of her...

[destage]

...Wait, really?

[...That...gets her to pause a bit, but--she remembers, she just figured that she--]

...I can't believe I almost forgot. That's...almost ironic. [...Her voice seems a little strained and she's staring away.] Thank you, Ashworth-san, I...I really appreciate it, you know?

[ninehundredlives]

.....yeah. Of course.

[oh god EMOTION? She's just going to quietly not acknowledge all of that for the moment.]

I hope it can help, if anything happens. Of course she'd still be there, but the fact that you'd have a picture of her... [you keep those of people you care about]