Week 7.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 7 Orihime Inoue, Estellise Sidos Heurassein, and Kirei Kotomine all died this past week. One of your Coordinators died as well, leaving you with a new face but still no end to this. Several of you are finding yourselves at a crossroads: either keep moving forward, or accept the inevitability of fate. It's your own choice, your own decision; no one's going to make it for you. Over half of you are gone now. 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... Once again, a new floor has been opened to you; unfortunately, either this is a particularly strange reward or Jericho is starting to get downright sarcastic. Perhaps there's something in it for you despite the setup; who knows, though there's really only one way to find out. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 16

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[OOC: Welcome to week seven 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 Hilda!]

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[matchbreaker]

[ That was anticlimactic.

...

... Well, you know what she doesn't like this ghost anyway so let's move on with her plan of heading further upstairs and see if she can't find other ghosts. And while she's doing that maybe get something sharp or pen-like to write/carve into walls if need be ]

[trustfellows]

[...Actually, she'll be greeted with someone when she turns to leave; the person doesn't seem to be staring at her, but rather something past her - or maybe something through her would be more accurate. This person's gaze seems fixed on Kirei in a conflicted, sort of startled way before she turns and gathers a few books from a nearby shelf, hurriedly pulling things down before leaving abruptly.

Kirei glances up and watches her go, then returns to his reading; he doesn't seem surprised that Estelle doesn't really want to talk to him.

For good reason, really.]

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . Yeah, for obvious reasons, holy shit. Elda considers for a moment - if the girl is leaving, she could follow Estelle to see if that leads to other ghosts, or she could just go up to the bar...

...

You know it might have been worth following Estelle, but the thing is while she's defrosted some, she's still no the biggest fan of her. So let's head towards the bar. ]

[trustfellows]

[Well, once you leave the stairs to the third floor, you can see directly into the game room - where it once again seems that someone is in there. They've got a Monopoly board out, and they seem to be playing a rather one-sided game with themselves, complete with visible but inaudible yelling that probably involves accusations of cheating and - ...there goes the board onto the floor.

But then, it's entirely possible that this person isn't just screaming at herself; the mannerisms shift between rounds of it, between the normal loud indignant behavior and the over-the-top acting of Lady Celia.

...Looks like Fern's keeping both of them entertained over here.]

[matchbreaker]

[ What the fuck is this. That's Green arguing with... herself...

no, wait. No, she's arguing with... the bacteria...

Oh holy fuck. She's-

... She's going to write on the wall. She's going to write: ]

I CAN SEE YOU, GREEN

[ On the wall in front of Fern, tapping it a few times ]

[trustfellows]

[Nothing.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Damn.

... Well, is the monopoly board or the pushed over table still there when she pushes up her goggles? If it's still pushed over she'll push it up, if it's not pushed over, she'll push it over.

Either way, she'll be leaving to the bar. ]

[trustfellows]

[It does not seem to be out at all, actually - looks like something that's only there on the other side, whatever that might happen to be.

The bar contains a couple of people that seem to be spending time together - they're both standing at the bar, one sitting near it and the other leaning up against from the other side, and they seem to be having a reasonably good time: one of them is making a veritable glass mountain of fragility by stacking the hell out of every glass she can find while her companion watches.

Sigrun had said she wanted to get Kimblee into the bar with her at some point, before all the murdering happened; seems she's on far better terms with her killer than Estelle is with hers.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Huh. That's... sure a sight, man. She watches them for a moment and then decides...

She's going to watch this and lean up against the bar next to them before glancing around. No one else in the bar, right? Hmmm. ]

[trustfellows]

[No one else seems to be here, no!]

[matchbreaker]

[ Hmmmmmmm.

Okay, then let's do this. She smirks, and then she's going to go and she's- Biting her finger. Blood flows from it, and with it she's going to make as best she can approximate Sayaka's array from memory in front of ghost Kimblee. ]