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

[evilfrenzy]

I told her that her parties were growing stale, but I... Well, I suppose I should have expected that her definition of a step up would be...that.

[Ugh.]

[matchbreaker]

Oh.

[ . . . ]

Estellise's descriptions of the thing barely made sense to me, if I'm honest.

[ She leans back on the bar stool, holding onto it to prevent herself from falling off. ]

[heritrix]

Familiars aren't afraid of dust bunnies, that'd be silly.

[heritrix]

Heh. Now that one is fitting. He does sound like the kind of person who would crawl out of a toilet bowl.

[...]

Do you think he could be right, though, about what we have in common? I was too worked up to go to the meeting on Tuesday, but I thought about asking if anyone else remembers something like that.

[heritrix]

Because it was amusing, of course.

[destage]

[...Rin, you little shit.

It takes a couple of seconds, but have some paperwork chucked at your head for that, Rin.]

[heritrix]

[...Man, even if she dodges or tries to catch, it's paper, so it's going to go everywhere. Spsh, spsh, spsh, paper fluttering all around! Dodge she does, though, weaving behind the wall for protection, with a smile and a placating tone of voice.]

Come on, I couldn't have known you'd take it so seriously.

[destage]

That's still rude, though!

[...she didn't think this through, ugh, what a mess. Let's go with something else, uh--

Sayaka sees a Life Preserver and throws that instead!]

[hesperos]

For all the crap he's been spewing about being able to save worlds from going to hell, I think he was right about the current state of some people's worlds.

[ Yuri gives a bit of small pause. ]

My world's in a similar state too, so that's why I'm even considering that it might be something a lot of us or a few of us can have in common.

[ He is not exactly sure all of them would have such a thing in common but Yuri considers that it might be because he doesn't want to subscribe to the bastard being right about anything out of spite, and so. Yeah. ]

[sleepytimegal]

[ ...Has she accidentally stepped on a landmine? Just the name... ]

Is that...an important duty you have? From back home?

[sleepytimegal]

[ Tea's next to the cookies! ...You know why doesn't she...pour that now- ]

It's not something you can see! I've got it hidden.

[sleepytimegal]

What's the technology level you guys're working with in Republic City, anyway?

[sleepytimegal]

Guess so. [ A little smile. ...Oh- oh, she should get those cookies out of the oven, shouldn't she? She's. Gonna do that. ]

[sleepytimegal]

[ Oh! ...Oh, it's a normal head pat, that's...nice, actually. ]

Uh... Well, I still wanna try. [ but, you know, thank you ]

[matchbreaker]

[ I mean Elda's shorter than her so she needed to reach for it but hey, that's normal.

... But okay, whatevs. That's fine. As long as they had the moment. ]

[bloodisthicker]

Yes.

[OH, HERE'S WHERE THE FUN STORIES START]

The aptly named Koh the Face-Stealer happens to be a spirit who can steal your face if he sees you show any emotion other than calm detachment.

[bloodisthicker]

...hah, yes, I really kind of did.

[destage]

[PUFFS OUT CHEEKS.]

Not even the tiniest hint? So unfair...!

[...she doesn't seem too put out though, and honestly, her eyes light up a bit at the tea.]

[bloodisthicker]

Wouldn't it just. It's a little convenient to just hope for, but...

[bloodisthicker]

You wouldn't think anybody's definition of a step up would be that, but here we are, I suppose.

[perpend]

He's been a little too confident so far, to be sure. I'm not about to give up the chase.

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . ]

What.

[hesperos]

Glad you agree, old man.

[ ... ]

Well, for better or worse, looks like there's enough time on our hands to do a lot of thinking, so there's that too. Let me know if you ever need any help too -- it's something you're going to need to mostly figure out yourself, but having someone around to reinforce your conviction to change for the better or start over can help.

[hesperos]

[ At least she didn't burn them. Probably.

He waits for her to get a good look at them, not moving from his spot just yet. ]

How'd they come out?

[bloodisthicker]

Well, we have things like cars, radio, airships, and photography, but we haven't quite gotten to the point of widely accessible moving pictures outside of a rumored project by an eccentric capitalist who might just lose interest in the whole thing when he gets a new idea.