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trustfellows) wrote in trustfell2017-10-22 12:34 pm
Week 7.
Orihime Inoue, Estellise Sidos Heurassein, and Kirei Kotomine all died this past week. One of your Coordinators died as well, leaving you with a new face but still no end to this. Several of you are finding yourselves at a crossroads: either keep moving forward, or accept the inevitability of fate. It's your own choice, your own decision; no one's going to make it for you. Over half of you are gone now. 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... Once again, a new floor has been opened to you; unfortunately, either this is a particularly strange reward or Jericho is starting to get downright sarcastic. Perhaps there's something in it for you despite the setup; who knows, though there's really only one way to find out. |
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week seven 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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[ Even if she does. ]
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[ Whatever Hilda says. ]
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[ And here they are again... ]
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... Alex, if we're being truthful, can I make one thing clear to you?
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Go ahead. Shoot straight, what's on your mind?
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Un...derstood. [ On some level, she's...bitter, because whatever happens, it would be her fault, in Elda's eyes. She understands this. Whatever she does, she's the girl who failed, or will fail, inevitably. Just like home, just like...
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But Sayaka loves her.
That should, that has to be enough. She can bear this. ]
...And if you try, I'll figure it out and send you down there in a heartbeat. So you understand me too.
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[ she claps her hands together, her eyes shifting from that catlike mode into a loud old lady laugh. She leans back a little bit on the seat next to the harp. ]
I can't fault you for survival, if I end up that way. I can't deny it's possible. The way I see it, myself and Sayaka are the worst for this one.
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It wouldn't be just for survival. So you know. It'd be for the same reasons you'd hate me for it.
[ Same reasons she...already does, Alex suspects.
...She starts up a light drum. ]
I don't want her to go through that either.
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That'd be enough to convince the girl she's "evil" for real, I'm sure.
[ She exhales a little. Still, for her to admit to vengeance like that, it makes her feel better. ]
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[ ...
What...now...? ]
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