Week 8.

[trustfellows]

WEEK 8 Regardless of what you think of the most recent deaths, four more people have died this week. Milla Maxwell, Angel, Susan Ashworth, and Aligula are gone now, leaving you with about a quarter of your original number. Thirty-five down to twelve - this can't keep going for much longer, can it? Is there anything you can do? 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... Unlike the previous weeks, however, it seems that either you've reached the end of the line or Jericho has decided to stop rewarding you for your effort; where there would usually be a stairwell to a new floor, you're met with nothing but solid wall. Perhaps it's distressing; perhaps it's a good sign. Only time will tell, and time isn't something you have a lot of around here. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 12

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week eight 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

[matchbreaker]

Hah. You know, Sayaka's neglected to do that this whole time? I wonder if she figures because I am there it will be fine.

[ Elda pulls her hand back and then pulls over a stool to set closer to the girl, by the drums. She grins. ]

Shihaba's a small city in Japan's central region. It's bordered by the Okura River, Sanjou City, and Amamiya City. It's a quaint little place, but as far as humans are concerned, it's a warm city.

[destage]

Hey, Yuri-san's at least taught me how to throw a punch! Maybe I'd be lucky to leave a bruise...

[...she does deflate a bit, conceding the point.]

...I hope karma gets both of them, for your sake. That's so horrible...there's gotta be something you can do, isn't there?

[evilfrenzy]

[He's...not...sure how to picture this... He's especially thankful to have the shades on now, so Rin can't completely see how confused he looks.]

A horse that one drives. [...] Right. I'll take your word for it. And are sunglasses a common accessory for riding these things?

[chessturner]

Yes, it did. The island exploded and there's only one survivor -- one of my in-laws. It's a long story, and it's not fun to tell. Sorry.

[She sure is taking rather well the deaths of her husband and the son she wanted so much]

I think Ange will be well taken care of, but knowing who is likely to adopt her, my odds of seeing her again are pretty much zero. I'm all by myself and with nobody to have by my side. It's depressing.

[matchbreaker]

[ Exploded? Holy shit? ]

... A...ah? Can't you just go to her once we survive this?

[ She's not sure what to say, but. ]

[chessturner]

Yes, we Ushiromiyas give Western names to our kids. It's like family tradition at this point. That poor girl could have been saddled with a much worse name, if you ask me.

[Like Battler. Blame Rudolf for that one]

She is six, and is the cutest girl you'd ever meet.

[notaccurate]

Exactly. I have stopped trying to use them at this point. A shame, really, because it would be so much faster to clean things up around here with them.

[...yeah he's a loser who wants his powers back for more practical reasons than murder.]

Besides, many of those remaining have a stronger will than me. I wouldn't be able to force them to do anything.

[notaccurate]

[Whoops incoming rant. He's not yelling, but he's not trying to hide his annoyance either.]

Yuri! He keeps making messes out of some attempt at defiance, but who has to live with the messes he makes? US! And he couldn't even paint a real picture, he just made marks on the wall! If you're going to deface the building, at least do it artistically!

[matchbreaker]

Oh, certainly! I'd snap you neck before you moved one of my fingers!

[ ... reassuring???? ]

[destage]

Anju-chan made it for you? That's so sweet of her...I hope that it serves you well, then.

[That's so sweet, what the hell. Though, Sayaka's eyes light up and she pounds a fist against her hand with a grin.]

Ohh, I didn't even think of that! That'd make the most sense, to just keep a nice little apartment upstairs. I'd have to make sure it's not accessible to customers, but--

[--record scratch.]

Wait, wait--who told you that I was gonna make a bar...?!

[notaccurate]

[Honestly, there's nothing that can be done. Luca's position isn't that great of one back home. But he feels like he shouldn't burden her with those thoughts, since it is an injustice that won't be fixed anytime soon.]

Hopefully so. Maybe my knowledge from here will help me navigate my problems back home.

[notaccurate]

[SO REASSURING.]

...yes, thank you, Elda. At least I know you will stop me if I ever start down the path towards villainy.

[notaccurate]

What else? The liquor, of course.

[chessturner]

Not really. I pretty much relinquished any rights to Ange to her right before the one survivor killed me. By now she must be gone with her somewhere far away, there's nothing left for them where we lived.

[...]

If my birth family doesn't meddle first. More complicated stuff. It's better for Ange to be far away without leaving any clues behind.

[Even though Kyrie trusts Elda more than she trusts most people here, she's not willing to reveal the ugliest sides of her life and actions]

[matchbreaker]

I don't know if she made it or bought it, really... she must've made it, right? I only got it from her in my most recent memory this week, once I was back from punishing the Brownlicks.

[ As for that next part though, the woman smirks. Her eyes flash a little, becoming cat-like as she does. ]

Oh, no one. I approve though, it means you'd keep closer to nocturnal hours.

[matchbreaker]

Oh, you're welcome.

[ She said without a hint of irony. ]

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . Um? ]

... I don't think I understand that, honestly. You're saying it's better for your daughter not to be with you, even if you have, obviously, survived?

[sleepytimegal]

[ HOLY SHIT PLEASE LECTURE THE SUNKEN. There's a slight fluctuation in the static, but nothing more. ]

I'm just trying to get a way for them to...I don't know, talk to other people? Maybe it'd be handy! But they're worried it'll be taxing. But hey, I'm the one moving around here! [ She flicks the radio. ...even though they aren't there, it feels good to do okay ]

[notaccurate]

But now I need a counter-measure in case you are the one to 'snap', as you so elegantly put it.

[sleepytimegal]

Sh- she hasn't...? [ Alex shakes her head a little, with a fond smile. ] Sayaka...

You know, I've never been to Japan in general...but it sounds like it's got some things going for it. How easy is it, to get to those other cities?

[matchbreaker]

Oh, do go on then. I'm curious to see what you figure would work.

[matchbreaker]

Sanjou's easy to get to by train, it's the next station over if I recallright, and Amamiya... honestly, both are within biking or walking distance, if you're willing to go a ways. Nowhere in Japan is ever that far though. It's a few hours train ride - after a transfer or three - to both Kyoto or Tokyo too. It's a little less than a half day's trip up to where the Assembly is in the north too.

[ She shrugs. ] Not that I ever need to do it much.

[chessturner]

...when you put it like that I sound like the most insensitive mother in existence. No, that just won't do.

[Way to trap her with your expectations of Kyrie being a good parent]

You're right. I should see what I can do to get her back -- if I get out of here alive.

[matchbreaker]

Of course I'm right. No parent should abandon a child.

[ She hangs her head and... ]

I am sorry, about your son and your husband.

[ And yourself. ]

[destage]

...Well, he just has absolutely no decorum at all! And what, the Coordinators didn't even try to clean 'em?

[HUFFS. Just a bit.]

He will be spoken to, Luca-san, don't you worry.