Week 2.

[trustfelling]

WEEK 2 With the deaths of Sayaka Maizono and Mallick Scott the first week draws to a close. While you all have varying opinions on what happened and who was to blame, one thing's for sure: the Adjudicator isn't messing around. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; on Sunday morning the clock chimes as it always has, but at least there are no bodies to find today. It seems you're safe for now. The night before wasn't necessarily a peaceful one, however; you'll probably feel a bit groggy when you wake up, and it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... However, those weird dreams aren't the only new thing around here; those massive double doors on the southern wall of the foyer have opened up, leading down another hallway and ending in what looks like another corridor to the west. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; consider it your reward for a job well done. Or perhaps for just playing the game. COMPETITORS REMAINING: 28

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week two of Trustfell! Don't forget to save your threads for coins and the activity check, and don't forget to submit this week's activity check and memory regains!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Adjudicator, you can do so here!]

Comments

[glaciates]

Oh. So you're happy because you got revenge on her in the worst way possible.

[...he is absolutely not surprised. He doesn't even sound angry or upset, he is just do Done.]

[hentopan]

Bingo! [ He even claps, he's in that good of a mood.]

Well it wasn't just me, I suppose I should give Kazuma-chan some credit too. He's the one who tricked her friend into believing us in the first place.

[glaciates]

Well, congratulations, I guess.

[It's obvious he has no idea what to do with this and he's not even putting forth much of an effort, I'm so sorry.]

[hentopan]

Thanks, Izzy. [ Oh he doesn't mind in the slightest. But he is curious about something.]

What about you? You didn't dream of something great like I did?

[glaciates]

Isaac.

[That is never going to work, is it.]

I had a weird dream, but it wasn't like that, no. I dreamed that one of the other State Alchemists was trying to kill me, so I splashed him in the face and ran.

[...]

He uses fire, so he's completely useless when he's soaked.

[...]

That was kind of fun, though.

[and the "I was nearly set on fire" part doesn't change that??? okay isaac]

[hentopan]

[ Nope.]

You splashed him in the face? And that's all it took to stop him from attacking you? What a weak piece of shit. [ Hold on a second while he laughs, because that sounds ridiculous and pathetic.]

It's more fun when you actually hit them back. [ You know, in the face. Or something more powerful than just regular water.]

[glaciates]

I could have frozen him if I really wanted to, but that involved getting closer and there were a lot of guys with guns, so I figured escaping would be best.

So I made a bridge of ice between the buildings and destroyed it after I was on the other side.

[The entire Amestrian military was hilariously incompetent, it was kind of great.]

[hentopan]

Haa- next time you should actually attack back, it's much more enjoyable trust me. [ Obviously trusting Terumi is the best route.]

[glaciates]

It was just a dream. Maybe in my next weirdly surreal dream I'll remember that and kill him.

[IT'S SARCASTIC PLEASE DON'T THINK HE'S BEING SERIOUS HE WOULD NOT ACTUALLY LIKE TO KILL ROY MUSTANG]

[hentopan]

Mmm, I wonder~.

Try that, and let me know how it feels. [ Nope too late.]

[glaciates]

[ ]

You know what? Fine. If I dream-kill Mustang, you'll be the first to know.

[THANKS TERUMI.....]