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

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[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

Naoto was somewhere

[fortunatedetective]

[...well that's interesting. Were you looking for her? Maybe Ferid noticed Naoto had piano skills when he peeked into that depressing afterparty for like ten seconds!]

...it doesn't come as much surprise to see there's another social event planned already.

[Not that Naoto is complaining, judging by the slightly noticeable smile! This seems much calmer than a soulmate searching party]

[seventhprogenitor]

Of course not~! With how well the last one went, and how obvious we are in need of a distraction considering... many things, and certainly now with that announcement we received, I thought it was high time we allowed our musicians the chance to shine as brilliant as they can.

[... He's gonna have to move some instruments into the foyer himself, but honestly that's not too many. No pianos will be moved after all. Just the manageable ones.]

Anyone's allowed to sign up, of course, if they'd like to play. I have a feeling there's very much a goldmine of talent within these walls.

[fortunatedetective]

[Pshaw. Go hard or go home, Ferid. Move that piano]

What kind of music do you have in mind, exactly?

[seventhprogenitor]

[It's much too far for one person!! He's a delicate maiden with no muscle mass.]

Anything and everything. Music's always been important to bond with others, wouldn't you agree? It stands to reason that I'd ask people to play what was familiar to them, what they liked themselves. Maybe we even have similar enough worlds that the songs are the same~.

[fortunatedetective]

[what kind of vampire doesnt have super strength. ferid is worst vampire]

I'll make sure to attend the event. I don't think I'll play anything, but I admit the thought of listening to music is appealing.

[seventhprogenitor]

[excuse he doesn't have it anymore he once hung seven bodies by their feet it was awesome and like, 800 years ago, but still]

I thought it would be~! I hope everyone can enjoy the event, musicians and audience alike, and that others come -- there's not the threat of Aligula, after all...

[fortunatedetective]

Who has accepted to play in it, so far? I'm not sure who among us have musical talents of any kind, but I suppose you have made your research about that.