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

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[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

[didntgetdadslooks]

Oh.

[ She's quiet. ]

It's not... an easy thing to think about.

[sleepytimegal]

It's not like last week. Whatever happens...

[didntgetdadslooks]

... things go wrong.

[ ... ]

It's even hard for me, when... it's not just me on the line here.

[sleepytimegal]

Who... Was yours someone...close?

[didntgetdadslooks]

It's... she was. A long time ago.

[sleepytimegal]

[ ... ]

Was she... Mine was...supposed to be dead.

[didntgetdadslooks]

... Yeah. There wasn't even a body left.

[sleepytimegal]

[ Jesus. ]

I'm sorry. ...I know, this isn't...how anyone wants to see someone like that again.

[didntgetdadslooks]

I... dad got rid of all of his pictures of her, after she died. Purged the data. I haven't even seen a picture of her since I... since it happened.

[sleepytimegal]

It must be...almost a blessing and a curse. Seeing her again, but...in these circumstances.

[ ...again, fuck her dad, just, unspoken but still very there ]

[didntgetdadslooks]

It's... it feels really strange. Last time I saw her, I... killed her.

[sleepytimegal]

[ ... ]

Was it...your abilities?

[didntgetdadslooks]

It was when they first appeared. I couldn't control them, and...

[ She looks down. ]

It was fast, at least.

[sleepytimegal]

[ What, really, do you say to that? ]

...My brother, Michael, he... He drowned, 'cause of me. He's mine.

[ A show of solidarity. That's all she can think of. ]

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ For her part, she looks distressed? It's okay when it happens to the doomed girl, not when it happens to Alex! ]

Alex, that's... I'm sorry.

[sleepytimegal]

[ what the heck IT'S NOT GOOD FOR YOU EITHER!!! ]

Yeah. ...Yeah.

[ Alex...takes a moment, and then she pulls something out of her jacket. ]

I, uh...I have something. It's yours? A...picture.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Angel's expression... softens? Something happens to it. ]

Oh, that's... I wonder what that was doing in there.

[sleepytimegal]

What's anything doing in there, really... How long ago was this taken? You look pretty young.

[ And, you know, without robo-parts. ]

[didntgetdadslooks]

It was before the accident, so... I was probably around ten?

[sleepytimegal]

Angel... That's horrible... You really were so young.

[didntgetdadslooks]

It's... when Sirens wake up. It feels like forever ago, from where I'm standing now.

[sleepytimegal]

Do you- like, do you like looking at this? Do you want it gone? I mean- is it...something that reminds you of good things, or...?