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

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[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!]

Comments

[ninehundredlives]

Maybe an extra week will help. They can...have a chance to get to know each other. A lot of our people sound decent.

[destage]

...I think they do, too. I think they stand a very good chance of being okay, due to how kind they all seem.

[There's always certain caveats, of course, but...well, Sayaka turns back to get back to preparing her food.]

I...honestly hope they make it, though. It'd be good for everyone involved if they did. A lot less stress, and I'm sure everyone will want to see their friends and loved ones again.

[ninehundredlives]

Yeah. That'd be a nice end to all of this.

[If only. Susan's not too quick to pin her hopes on a peaceful round over there either, but you know...just because she thinks it doesn't mean she needs to voice it.]

Maybe keeping an eye on two groups will help distract Jericho, a bit. Do you think he's got another person on the ground over there?

[destage]

...It honestly wouldn't surprise me. He was able to get Alena-san's sister over here so quickly, after all--it wouldn't surprise me if he had an endless amount of people here, ready and willing to run another one of these.

[It's...horrible, honestly.]

I'd certainly hope he'd be distracted, but...it might be too much to hope for. Maybe, though...just maybe.

[ninehundredlives]

How many of them can there be? It's not that I really believe in people in general, but...there's only so many out there who would put up with something like this. Surely.

[destage]

You'd hope so, but... [Sayaka doesn't like looking at things too realistically, but welp.] The world can be a horrible place sometimes. If the head of these sort of things gets some kind of leverage on people, then it's just...a matter of holding it over their head.

[...Sayaka shudders at the thought.]

It's terrifying, and I'm sure that girl is an exception, but...I don't know, honestly.

[ninehundredlives]

They don't act like it's about leverage. Hilda doesn't, anyway. Maybe Alena...

[Maybe? She's vacillated on her judgments of Alena, even now.]

I never knew her well.

[destage]

...I talked to her a bit, but...I wouldn't say I knew her all that well either.

[Sayaka runs a few fingers through her hair when she says that, though.]

But...I don't know. She struck me as a lonely sort of person, even in a place like this. It was strange, but...she wasn't entirely cruel.

[ninehundredlives]

There was something more important to her than mercy.

Sometimes I thought she was trying to be kind, with all her talk about remembering us when we'd died. Sometimes I thought it was cloying. The last few times I talked to her didn't go very well.

[destage]

...She was honestly sad for the people who died, from what I spoke to her about. But...no, I think that's right. She wanted to remember us, and I think...she wanted to understand us, too.

[...Sayaka's smile goes almost wistful.]

If it weren't for this place, I think she'd be a lot more like the rest of us.

[ninehundredlives]

You'd have to go farther back than that. She'd done it before.

[There's more she could say, but she doesn't feel like beating Sayaka about the head with Alena's terribleness.]

And she was so young, too. I wonder how long ago it started.

[destage]

...I'd hope it wasn't too long ago. She'd have to have been a teenager if she started too many years ago...

[And that's. Borderline horrifying to think about?

...Granted, Sayaka knows nothing about Junko Enoshima, so she doesn't have a point of reference.]

[ninehundredlives]

Yeah. It just...seems like it'd take a long time to set all of it up. Even if they did one right after the other.

If there's more of them, maybe they've got other people to help stagger it.