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

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[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]

[ Okay, circles, like that alchemy stuff? she nods with a smile, leaning forward. ]

That would make you strong, would it not? Unless you got to draw on the man's arm.

[notaccurate]

[SMILE SMILE SMILE]

Officially I am unlicensed and cannot do Sfeer Theory.

[matchbreaker]

So that's what's up with the secret?

[ Jerking the thumb over her shoulder at those. ]

[notaccurate]

Yes, that is 'what's up' with that secret. Officially, I have no license.

Unofficially, I excel at a very specific kind of Sfeer Theory, one that most people don't try to learn. Outside of that I am nothing special, I can manage to make fire or gusts of wind. But in certain situations, that changes.

[matchbreaker]

You know, just in case this comes up at a trial or something when you snap, any chance you want to admit to being a terrorist or something now?

[ She's saying this with good (if dark) humor ]

[notaccurate]

[It's funny as shit, so it's alright.]

Oh, trust me, if I ever did snap I wouldn't kill everyone.

I would just use my Sfeer to make everyone vote for the wrong person and win that way.

[It's not like he hasn't thought this out, nope.

Spoilers he's only sharing this because at this point he wouldn't do that even if he did get his powers back.]

[matchbreaker]

[ She nods ]

The way I see it, the way to victory depends mostly on who you kill, if you're doing it that way. There's... maybe three key people left. Actually, possibly less.

[ Still, that - ]

Not like you have those powers here. If they thought mine were unbalanced, no way they'd let you have those.

[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.

[matchbreaker]

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

[ ... reassuring???? ]

[notaccurate]

[SO REASSURING.]

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

[matchbreaker]

Oh, you're welcome.

[ She said without a hint of irony. ]

[notaccurate]

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

[matchbreaker]

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

[notaccurate]

If necessary, we could stand on top of the cabinets.

[END HEIGHT JOKE]

[matchbreaker]

Bzzt, that's no good!

[ She taps a finger on the table, grinning. ]

[notaccurate]

[Oh so she wants a real answer, not something cheeky.]

Probably we would have to overpower you, by having several people grab you at once.

[matchbreaker]

At least four of you would die like that, you know.

[ She laughs at it, leaning back on her chair. ] Well, maybe. That Rin girl's strong.

[notaccurate]

Oh come now, I thought you were fond of most of the people here.

[The ones still alive, that is.]

Would you really hurt them?

[matchbreaker]

I am, but I have another awareness here, you know. That action taken to end the exercise... that kills everyone. It doesn't matter how dies earlier or who dies later. It's all or nothing.

[notaccurate]

You would just get caught, so I doubt you would plan out a murder. A crime of emotion I could see happening, but in that case the one to try to subdue you would probably be the one person I cannot picture you harming at all.

[Even at her most emotional, Elda still didn't hurt Sayaka. And Sayaka is absolutely the one who would throw herself at Elda first to try to stop her.]

[matchbreaker]

[ It's just like her to wear her weaknesses on her sleeve, isn't it? Elda's eyes turn catlike, but she nods a little. She... ]

The only people I'll never harm are my family.