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

[perpend]

He's obviously in this building-- but maybe he's cut off from her, not able to easily come here.

It's strange, though. He sounded actually concerned about her; that's not something I thought he'd be capable of.

[ninehundredlives]

He never has seemed to care much about her. And, to be fair, you can't really tell if she cares about him, either. I don't know if people like that can really have friends.

[perpend]

I doubt it.

This-- whatever this is supposed to be-- is rather cutthroat. They'd probably sooner throw each other under the bus, which makes his concern for her all the stranger.

[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.

[perpend]

...I can't imagine they're anything but, to be honest.

[ninehundredlives]

Lots of people do awful things who aren't really. But I could see it.

[perpend]

...You do have a point. It's probably not entirely wise to think too hard about our captors. It's not like it's going to do any good.