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!]

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[sleepytimegal]

[ Today's...going to be a day. A big day. Alex has some jitters, as she pops in some coins at the vending machine. Tea, hair dye, a sword, cigarettes (she doesn't smoke stop giving her these--) and- .... ]

...It's. It's. ...Is this actually made of diamonds. ...Golly. [ the butt stallion statue will fascinate Alex for some time

Later, she pops up to the second library, thinking there may be something to look for? ...Or maybe just to play with the cat, sue her, but-- Well, what she does find leaves her surprised, because it wasn't there the day before? It's this fucking thing, an old, slightly water-damaged armoire. What's inside? Well, Alex tries to open it, but lo and behold. It's locked.

She starts laughing. ] Of course it would somehow end up here. Of course I still can't open it. [ Bonk. She slumps her head against it, it's...honestly kind of funny.

...So later in the day, in the afternoon, Alex then sort of...takes over the kitchen? She's got that tea she received earlier, because even she can boil water, and it seems weeks of cooking with Sayaka have left her able to do something with the stove. She's mixing up dough, and there's chocolate chips... Is she baking cookies?

...

And, around dinner time, she'll be setting things up for something special in the music room. She's...oh, there's a blanket, and cookies, and fresh-made tea.

No intrusions, everyone. This is for Sayaka only. ]

sparkles at

[destage]

[...Sayaka Maizono has never gone on a date in her entire life.

Oh, sure, she's seen plenty of dates on TV--she knows how they typically go, there's banter, there's drama, there's typically friends watching in the background to make sure it goes well, there's food, and there's pretty much always something sappy attached at the end. And they were strictly forbidden in her line of work; if the paparazzi caught sight of such a thing, they'd be all over it and she'd be done for.

Sayaka can't help but be a little bit nervous. God, there's so much she should be doing--she never had the chance to ask Aligula to make her that outfit she said she'd look good in, and she doesn't have much in the way of outfits that are different? She...well, she does have a couple dresses--the one she wore for the halloween party weeks back, and a rather simple pink one she and Rin made.

She winds up picking that dress out--simple, short sleeved, and cute. Okay. She told Alex she'd be there, and it's...going to be fine, right? It'll be fine. Just calm down, get makeup on, and go and meet Alex. No pressure. Absolutely no pressure. She has got this.

Sayaka walks into the music room at the planned time, taking a breath before tapping the door lightly and entering. No turning back now.]

Alex? I'm...I'm here.

[sleepytimegal]

[ Unlike Sayaka, Alex doesn't have a wide variety of things to wear. The skull tank doesn't seem appropriate for a date, and the school uniforms are...eh, not the look she wants to go with. Therefore, there's not much she can really do to fancy up. Leave the brother-jacket in her room, can't have that security blanket all the time. Re-dye her hair, the other day, since her roots were starting to show. Try to do something with it, get frustrated, stick to her usual ponytail.

Focus on the preparations instead, that's what Alex settles on.

So, as she sets the tea out, gently, she's a bit surprised- is it time already, is it-- ]

Oh... Uh... Hi, Sayaka, you... You look amazing.

[ ...Promptly stunned silent. ]

[destage]

Well, how could I not? I wanted to look really cute for you...it's a date, after all. Seems only fair, right?

[Ah, Sayaka flushes a bit at the compliment--she twirls a bit of her hair in her fingers, before looking around the...room...and...

...Oh no. OH NO.]

...Oh no, don't tell me I showed up too early! You aren't--I didn't even give you a chance to finish setting everything up! I thought I was right on time!

[sleepytimegal]

[ Oh- oh no, GIRLFRIEND CALMING MODE ACTIVATED...!!!

Alex swoops over, hands up in placation. ]

No, no, you are, I just lost track a bit! Look, all I need to do is pour the tea, promise!

[destage]

[Wahhh, but she still feels so rude...!

Sayaka winds up looking down a bit, but...okay. Breathe Sayaka, breathe, you...marginally got this.]

Sorry...I just felt so rude, and I don't want to mess this up for us...! But...okay. Okay. Um, should I step out of the room for that and re-enter, or...?

[sleepytimegal]

[ She puts her hands on Sayaka's arms. ]

Tell you what, how about you just turn around for a minute and when I tell you to, you can look back.

Second Library LETS DO ANOTHER SURE

[matchbreaker]

Want me to try to beat it open?

[ This is Elda. This is Elda with a somewhat spooky looking syringe in hand? But she's got a smile on her fact as she sort of just appears from behind a bookshelf. Her freakishly silent footsteps allow her to do that, you know. ]

[sleepytimegal]

[ ELDA JESUS Alex shrieks and bonks her head harder against the armoire, with a wince. ]

Where'd you come from?!

[matchbreaker]

Behind that bookshelf.

[ See? She points to it with the syringe? ]

[sleepytimegal]

But when did you get here?!

[matchbreaker]

Just now!

[ She said with a smile!! SMILE!! ]

[sleepytimegal]

Ninja vampire...

[ SIGH. ]

second library

[bloodisthicker]

...

Wait, did the Coordinators seriously drop an armoire off for you?

[sleepytimegal]

APPARENTLY!!

[ how ridiculous it is has started to set in, perhaps ]

[bloodisthicker]

Why, though!?

[sleepytimegal]

[ Alex shrugs, exaggerated, and makes a noise like grumbling mixed with...a scream, probably. ]

Just 'cause?! [ Slump. Against the armoire. ] I guess they thought it matched the decor.

[bloodisthicker]

...Well, you can't really say it doesn't, honestly. If it hadn't suddenly appeared and you didn't recognize it, I probably would've thought it belonged here.

[sleepytimegal]

'Cause it's probably from the 50's or 40's or something.

kitchen;

[hesperos]

[ Yuri strides into the kitchen, because he's up relatively late today.

... Hm. ]

Baking something over there, huh? What's the occasion?

[ For making the cookies, he means. ]

[sleepytimegal]

Hey, Yuri. They're for Sayaka.

[ Here she is, SUPER FOCUSED on her baking, making sure they don't burn, therefore just defaulting to truth. ]

[hesperos]

They are, huh?

[ He'll lean against the counter, and... well. ]

They don't smell bad at all. If this is for Sayaka, I'm guessing it's because you two are going to be having some kind of girls' night or something?

[sleepytimegal]

Uhh... Something like that, you could say.

[ She... Oh jeez, it's written all over her face, honestly. A dopey, doofy grin, even with her attention to baking. ]

It's a little more...you know, special.

[hesperos]

[ Oh ho ho. So a date, eh. ]

Oh yeah?

[ ... ]

I'm sure it'll be something that'll go pretty well, but I'm going to hope you guys end up having fun with it.

[sleepytimegal]

[ SO A DATE. ]

Thank you! ...I hope it'll go alright. It's...a little unorthodox here...but it's the people who matter, not what you do, right?