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

[notaccurate]

I can guess why. Military invites politics and violence. I'm not a military man, but even I can see that.

[glaciates]

Exactly. I haven't had it as bad as some of the other State Alchemists, but a lot of them are ridiculed by the general population as well.

[He has no idea why though. Is it because we're a bunch of nerds??]

I don't blame anyone for being upset with us. I guess it's sort of like selling ourselves to the military and being willing to do whatever they tell us.

[It's not exactly wrong either, but some alchemists were just idealists who thought they could help.]

[notaccurate]

Fear, most likely. If you have someone who can freeze water just by thinking about it, then the people who can't do that and don't understand how it works grow fearful of it. How can one protect themselves from something they do not understand?

And it doesn't help that the military is made of men and women as well, who are just as human as everyone else. And who fear the unknown threat as well. Put jumpy men with lots of firepower in a situation where there are many unknown factors, and that is how wars start.

[glaciates]

Yeah. I know.

[Hell, he's seen how terrified the soldiers get. He's been right there with them. Isaac shakes his head.]

It's not something I'm proud of. Being a soldier. It took awhile for me to become a State Alchemist and I am proud of that, but... I don't know. I guess I thought I'd be able to do more than I've been able to.

[notaccurate]

...

[Uh oh, did he stumble upon something important?]

Have you been in war, Isaac?

[glaciates]

[For a moment he considers lying, but his expressions have always been very open and he's pretty sure he's making a face right now (he is) so ultimately he decides to tell the truth.]

...Yeah. I was stationed out in the desert before I arrived here.

[notaccurate]

...I see.

[That look right there tells him quite a bit.]

In my world, being a Cyclist isn't directly tied to the military. But If it were, then I could see myself making the same choice you did.

[A pause.]

If I had the ability, that is.

[...]

My point is, I don't blame you for it.

[glaciates]

...Thanks.

[He's not sure why he needed to hear that, but it does help, even if it's not very obvious by his expression alone.]

I can't say I completely regret making the decision to join because that's... Alchemy's what I'm good at. It's what I should be doing with myself and I enjoy it. I just... I'm not suited for the battlefield.

[y e t]

[notaccurate]

[That's good, he doesn't want to see Isaac with the sads.]

It's too bad you're not from my world, then. You would be a scholar, not a soldier.

[glaciates]

Yeah, I'm definitely better suited for researching. I think a lot of the other State Alchemists are too.

[But then you have some like Armstrong who are egotistical as hell and Kimblee who is... Senpai's a little weird.....]

[notaccurate]

[That is the understatement of the year.]

With how similar our systems are, I can't help but wonder if we live in the same world without realizing it. That would be quite the surprise, wouldn't it?

[glaciates]

It really would be. It could be possible, I guess?

[It'd almost be comforting, in some very strange way.]

[notaccurate]

Wouldn't it be something if it were true?

[It might be fun, to find someone from here back in his world.]

What year is it for you, back in your world?

[glaciates]

1908. Or uh... I guess if the Adjudicator's to be believed about the profiles being accurate... it'd be 1915.

[He doesn't want to believe that the Adjudicator is right, but it's looking like he might be.]

[notaccurate]

Hmm...either way, that's a good 40 or so years after my time.

[Luca grins.]

I would be an old man in your time, then.

[glaciates]

Heh, that'd be pretty weird. It's strange that our worlds are that close, though.

[Because Luca is absolutely not from the past that's just weird. Other worlds, sure whatever. People from the past??? NAH.]

[notaccurate]

[He shrugs.]

If there are really an infinite number of universes with an infinite number of differences, then you are bound to find two that are similar. Though honestly, time travel seems more possible than different universes.

[glaciates]

They both seem pretty impossible. It's a little easier to accept other universes because we have so many different people here. Though I guess time travel could explain some of it, maybe.

[game of thrones and homunculi, seems legit]

[notaccurate]

[So legit.]

I suspect that we only have one of the two here, to be honest. So either everyone is from a different world, or we all live at different times in the same world.

Or it's even possible that we all live in different countries, which are severely cut off from one-another.

[glaciates]

I know of the countries surrounding Amestris, but I'll admit that my geography knowledge isn't as good as it could be. It could be possible that there are others from my world.

[. . .]

But in that case, how are we all understanding each other? I'm assuming you don't speak Amestrian.

[...he means german, we're anime germany]

[notaccurate]

[He shakes his head.]

I'm speaking Warassian right now.

[AKA fantasy!English.]

...but does this sound the same to you?

[The second time he speaks is still understandable, but it is much more fluent. The odd pauses at different places are completely gone, and it sounds more like he is speaking naturally, rather than struggling to speak a second language.]

[glaciates]

Yeah, it is... wait, are you speaking a different language?

[He's not picking up on the slight differences, but the context gives him enough to go on.]

[notaccurate]

I was, yes. And the weird thing is, it sounded different to me. But when I hear all of you speak, I hear you speaking Warassian, not Sevallian. Which is strange, because Sevallian is my first language, so I would not, er...struggle as much with it? I suppose that's the most accurate term for it.

[Oh boy it's more to investigate!]

[glaciates]

Huh, that's really weird. I only know Amestrian, so it's not like I can speak anything else. I didn't even think about it before now, but it makes sense that we're not speaking the same languages. How can we understand each other, then...?

[notaccurate]

...

Magic?

[He sounds extremely unsure as he says that, though.]