WEEK 6.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 6 You've lost a lot of people this week, haven't you? Katniss Everdeen and Weiss Schnee were killed for rule violations, while Chie Hori and Frank Archer were murdered by Mikoto Suoh and Yuuki Terumi. It doesn't really matter how they died, though, does it? After all, they're dead now and the only thing you can do is keep moving forward. It seems like there's no end in sight. 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... Changes were promised to you this week; while Sunday dawns seeming no different from the previous weeks, it seems one change is going to remain a constant - namely, a new floor has been opened up to you. Whether this is a promising sign or not is something that you're going to need to decide for yourself. The important thing, for now, is that you continue to do well. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 19

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[OOC: Welcome to week six 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 Hilda!]

Comments

[ninehundredlives]

[Susan opens her mouth to point out that she's an adult who isn't likely to pass out after a single glass of wine...ah, but Sayaka is smiling.]

I hope you're right. Accidents don't really seem like what we need to worry about, with this. [She rinses the glasses in the sink for a second.] There's...going to be a lot of people needing something, after today.

[evilfrenzy]

Oh. [...] It gets even worse when you point out the actual remaining hours as well. And that's not even considering the possibility of more multiple victim and culprit situations.

[Because a body pileup is clearly what they need right now.]

You're probably right, though. Unless alternative exits are within their "rulebook" [he puts on a different tone for a moment there with motioned airquotes, unimpressed] or they need a specific number of us at the end, I don't see why they wouldn't just continue to let us off each other until an end is forced.

It's infuriating to be forced to deal with it though, with hardly any information to go off of apart from the cryptic bullshit Jericho keeps giving us about "a certain four".

[ninehundredlives]

[Susan moves to sit on the piano bench, facing Alex rather than the keys, nodding.]

That sounds good.

[ninehundredlives]

Yeah. The sort of thing I've done before probably won't matter much, if someone kills me right to begin with. So...how do we start?

[ninehundredlives]

I wouldn't give his words a lot of weight myself. But I'm not so inclined to believe old myths or stories either...

[Shrug]

It doesn't matter. We're not likely to meet her.

[ninehundredlives]

Brain cancer. It's a kind we haven't got any way to cure. It's...I hate that she might die there, but I wouldn't kill for that short amount of time. She wouldn't thank me for it if I did.

[But, okay, that's actually really interesting.] That man you don't like?

[ninehundredlives]

I'd imagine you can only work with people for so long before you start getting...used to having them, even if you tell yourself you don't care for them. Unless you're a sociopath or something. Which doesn't seem entirely out of the question.

[hesperos]

Yeah, I get you with that.

... It makes me wonder how we managed to forget all of that stuff at all. A couple of times I did think of it being because we might've been knocked over the head a couple of times, but then we probably would've felt it when we first woke here.

[ But sometimes he still considers it. ]

[didntgetdadslooks]

True. And there's still all kinds of wildlife out there, don't worry.

[didntgetdadslooks]

No, but I do live in a bunker away from everything outside.

[hesperos]

[ You know he is going to make it something like "YURI AND RIDEAUX LIKE TO PARTY", which is probably not too bad but it'll look pretty silly. ]

On it.

[ He dips the brush into the red paint enthusiastically! ]

[evilfrenzy]

Similar to Walter White's lung cancer, then...

[An illness that is beyond recovery through most means... Ugh.]

Yeah, that's the one. [He doesn't seem thrilled about it for obvious reasons.] I cannot deny that he is still important to me, just as I am to him.

[bloodisthicker]

[...]

Yes, I did. I always tried to find the best course of action.

[evilfrenzy]

Considering what the Coordinators have at their disposal, it isn't a stretch to imagine that they have an ability to tamper with memories. But, as with many other things about this situation, the question is "why?" Was the removal of our memories intentional? Was our dreaming about them intentional? [...] How long did they have us before letting us awaken?

[The list goes on.]

[evilfrenzy]

Ah, well that is one small mercy. From what you've told me, it would be very difficult for you to have to deal with something like that.

[And he doesn't mean offense by it or anything, but...yeah. If she's usually immobile, how would she do anything against a thresher, for example?]

[hesperos]

... I got another one.

'Why' does everything gotta be so complicated?

[ Yuri. ]

[evilfrenzy]

[Lord. Okay, so maybe he won't regret that. He may be overestimating Yuri's penchants for bouts of immaturity this time around.

While Yuri plays with the paint, Rideaux heads over to the fabrics to start sorting through them. His back is to the door, so Yuri is free to surprise him with whatever tag he comes up with.]

[bloodisthicker]

[...MMMM THEY'RE GOOD let him finish this bite before he replies]

I guess on some level, it's just really dramatic last words, thinking about it. There's no getting out of it, really.

[matchbreaker]

... Weird. So are you like two people?

[bloodisthicker]

...

I know of someone who did that once. It didn't go well.

[matchbreaker]

No, I suppose not. Not unless he comes back to life.

[ Which, you know, gods. ]

[matchbreaker]

Amazing, when you put it like that, isn't it? The world is so big these days.

[brandnewday]

[The hamster on the label sure looks happy, though! That's important. She almost wants to pick Trivial Pursuit just because it seems like the game Rin would like most but not even Hibiki is that masochistic.

...Actually, playing any game with skill could be a death trap. Rin seems like the kind of girl who plays eight different kinds of chess. Are there different kinds of chess? Don't tell her.]

Let's play this one! [She pulls out Candyland from the stack.] I've never heard of this one before, but it looks fun.

[matchbreaker]

I mean, if you put it that way, about a quarter of the people here qualify.

[ Just saying. ]

[bloodisthicker]

[...]

Right. Yes. That's me. The leader of the bunch.

[YOU KNOW HIM WELL.]