Week 1

[trustfelling]

WEEK 1 Unfortunately (or fortunately, for those of you who decided he ranks at an 8 or higher) the Adjudicator has made an appearance and he doesn't seem to be lying about anything that's happening here. There's no way out. It seems like you're stuck here for the time being and the rules the Adjudicator told you about are still hanging in every room. While the Adjudicator himself is around, you'll be left up to your own devices – feel free to continue exploring and getting to know your fellow Competitors for the next several days. Should you want to eat something you're free to use the kitchen before 10PM, but after that the doors will be locked and no amount of fussing with the locks or trying to break them down will get them to budge. You'll notice that the clock in the foyer goes off periodically, however. This will happen every morning at 7AM and again in the evenings at 10PM. You'll be able to hear it no matter what room you're in; it seems it's being piped in over that PA system in the walls. There isn't any punishment for sleeping through it, but you don't want to waste the day in bed, now do you? (Unless you were out exploring all last night. In which case, go back to bed, damn.) COMPETITORS REMAINING: 30

MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week one 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 Adjudicator, you can do so here!]

Comments

DINING ROOM BC I DO WHAT I WANT

[meanttobe]

[Hey there, Katniss! She seems kinda- well, okay, Katniss always seems kinda, but she has some weird feel about her today, so you know who's here to make her smile? ...Maybe?? It's Brady, that's who.

He's got a half-eaten muffin in one hand and he plops down across from her. Doesn't quite notice what she's looking through, mostly because she's got some food and he is a Growing Boy, why would a book take presidency over food?] Hi there. Whatcha got?

i'm banning you

[flagitate]

[ Brady, you pure, sweet, innocent ray of sunshine. Katniss is going to need more than that to make her smile.

She dips a pastry into her cup of hot chocolate--Luca really had made it great, and while hers isn't as good as his, it's an Attempt. She looks up after taking a bite and chewing it. ]

A notebook. [ She's holding it up. ] I got it out of that vending machine. [ ... Along with some other really weird stuff. ]

:D

[meanttobe]

[He'd meant the food, actually, but of course Katniss has the right priorities, thank you. Of course, the moment he sees it, he kind of...freezes.]

You did? It... Have you looked in it?

bye ashley!!

[flagitate]

Yeah.

[ .... His tone's kind of. ]

Is it yours?

[meanttobe]

Uh... I mean it looks like mine, but it's a common journal design it's probably not, uh.

[Haha awkward and indecisive, boy oh boy this must be surprising to hear from Brady!!]

[flagitate]

[ ... A little surprising, yeah. Honestly, Katniss has no idea what the drawings inside are supposed to be, so she slides it over. ]

You can look through it.

[meanttobe]

'Kay, great.

[He opens it and...yeah, that's a familiar handwriting. Incredibly neat, incredibly detailed. A bunch of calculations, measurements. And...]

...Yeah, this is mine. [He sighs.]

[flagitate]

Well.

There you go.

[ ... She's glad, really, that it found its way back to its owner. ]

What are those things, anyway?

[meanttobe]

[He keeps flipping through, eyes on the page.]

They're, uh, surfboards.

[flagitate]

[ what's a surfboard ]

... What's a surfboard?

[meanttobe]

[Unlike with Jean, he doesn't launch right into a shocked explanation. He...waits a moment.]

Do you have the ocean by your district?

[flagitate]

Yeah. But I've never seen it.

[meanttobe]

So the ocean's got waves...and when people surf, they go out on them, on surfboards and they...ride them.

[flagitate]

[ Huh. ]

Sounds like a good way to get yourself killed.

[ ... okay. ]

[meanttobe]

[hahaha]

You don't go out when there's storms! And you, like, you start small and know your limits, but it's just-

[awkward shrug]

It's pretty fun.

[flagitate]

I'll take your word for it. But it must be fun, if you have a whole notebook of designs.

[meanttobe]

[Aw, well. This is nice! He flashes a nervous smile.]

It's kinda all I do with my time. Surf, or write songs.

[flagitate]

I bet the music room's where you spend a lot of your time?

[meanttobe]

'Course. Since there's no surf here, it's all I can do to unwind.

[flagitate]

Maybe you should ask the Adjudicator for a mini-ocean.

[meanttobe]

...You think he'd give it to me?

[wait]

That...was a joke, wasn't it.

[flagitate]

[ Brady. ]

It was. Don't worry. I would've told you before you went to him.

[meanttobe]

Get my hopes up why don't you...

[Katniss made a joke... He is so pleased...]

...You're being a lot less... [Hm. How does he put this.] ...You don't think it's dumb, right?

[He pats the notebook.]

[flagitate]

Why would I think it's dumb? It's important to you.

[meanttobe]

'Caaause back where I come from, you don't wanna grow up and build surfboards or sing, you gotta...go off to college and get an education and...

[He sighs, he shrugs.]

It's a thing back there. You're supposed to be some level of book-smart, not this.