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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. |
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!]
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And yet. Somehow.
I am the one cleaning your fucking floors.
Getting dragged halfway across campus for some stupid reason.
Because I'm your little side project to kick around however you please.
And I do it all for people too stupid to remember my name!"
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Well. That certainly was a memory.
Luca is normally an early riser, but he doesn't come out of his room until well after lunchtime on Sunday. When he does appear, he goes up the stairs to look for a new floor, only to find...nothing? Huh.
Luca will spend at least an hour exploring the seventh floor, looking to see if the stairs up are in another location. When that proves to be fruitless, he instead heads down to the billiard room to mess around with the pool stuff for a bit. And later, he can be found in the laundry room cleaning his clothes. It's that time again, he's got to stay fresh and clean.
If anyone looks for him at night, he can be found in the bar. It seems as though he has taken up drinking again. And while he has held together pretty well for most of the day, by the nighttime he has started to get a little saltier than he usually is. Watch out for that.]
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Have you found anything new? It's... strange.
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[Maybe this is their last week, and surviving this long means they get to leave.]
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[A small pause.]
Depending on what the end entails, I suppose.
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They would be mocking us if they offered it at all. [...] If I have any choice in the matter, I’m not leaving them alive when I depart.
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Which means we probably shouldn't let them talk.
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[A sigh.]
Perhaps part of me wishes that I was forgiving enough to try to understand whatever reasoning they have, but I know I never will.
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[Ones that Luca is sure will not be met.]
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Bar
Hope you don't mind the company, Luca, even if Sayaka knocks on the wall a bit out of politeness.]
Luca-san? What brings you in here?
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[He can at least rein in the saltiness around her, since he is fond of her and all.]
It seemed like a good space to do some thinking.
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[Sayaka knows better than to push too much, but she's gonna go take a seat by Luca with a smile.]
It must be a lot, if you're here to do so...
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[Since he is hella fired and probably hella deported too. Shit's gonna suck when he gets back.]
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[That's going to get a concerned expression.]
Did...something happen with your family...?
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[The obvious being the son he will be rescuing as soon as they get out of here.]
I just may be without a job, that is all.
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[That is a mildly terrifying thing to think about...]
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[Look at that suspicious pause there.]
I may have...yelled at a professor.
And then made a soldier punch himself in the face.
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...I'm going to take it that he at least...uh, needed a good talking to. But...having a soldier punch themselves in the face seems...interesting, if nothing else?
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He made a rather crude remark about my being a foreigner and tried to shove me around.
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[PROCEEDS TO HUFF. She's gonna deck a man.]
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[But it is nice, to have someone who agrees with him.]
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