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

[matchbreaker]

You-- why would you assume such a thing?!

[ninehundredlives]

......I don't know, I've seen the both of you before? Everybody knows you're important to her.

[matchbreaker]

I'm not the girl's mother or anything!

[ :T :T :T :T :T

.... Goes to touch up Sayaka-pire painting. ]

[ninehundredlives]

...no, I guess not. But you don't really have to be.

[Watches that. Oh, is she meant to be that pale...wait, those aren't human ears.

Oh my god.]

I'm not sure how much I think of her parents anyway. I know she loves what she does, but it's a lot of pressure on a young girl. I never realized the music industry was as competitive as she says.

[matchbreaker]

Oh, she... she only has a father, and I've nothing pleasant to say about the man from what I know of the man. [ She continues to work. ] Hands off, and in the context of what she's gone through for the job, utterly irresponsible.

[ninehundredlives]

I can’t understand people who let their children go into show business young. They usually end up getting all the profits anyway...them and all the other horrible adults that leech on. Child stars end up really screwed up, most of the time.

And her...you can tell she hasn’t got enough support. It’s a testament to how strong she is that she’s not as messed up as she could be. [Not not messed up at all. Because, ha, that’s very much untrue.]

[matchbreaker]

If that is the case for her, I wouldn't peg that on the father. The father's a nothing entity as far as I can tell - the blame is more on her masters within the industry. It's they who have profited, controlled, consoled, and encouraged violence.

[ Paint... paint... she frowns at the shade of blueish in Sayaka's hair. ]

She's so repressed, that girl. She's afraid to let anyone catch some glance of who she really is.

[ninehundredlives]

Leeches. What kind of people can only profit off exploiting children?

[She leans over, watching.] Try mixing in a little more black?

[matchbreaker]

I don't know? Humanity's sins are hardly surprising to me these days.

[ . . .

She will mix in some more black, though, thank you. Just a smidge. ]