Week 3.

[trustfelling]

WEEK 3 The end of the second week sees two more people dead, and two more rooms sitting empty in the dormitories. Nephenee and Rideaux Zek Rugievit are both gone, but with the start of the third week, it looks as though the game will continue on without them. 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. 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... Meanwhile, it looks like another set of doors have opened up at the end of that southern hallway, leading to another long corridor stretching out to the east. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; you've earned it, after all. COMPETITORS REMAINING: 26

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week three 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!

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Comments

[seventhprogenitor]

I remember more than she does, unfortunately, so I've been keeping things a little more under wraps, but there certainly is someone here with whom I'm familiar with~. She's something of an old friend too.

[Who thinks it's really rude to kick someone in the head when you've just met them. Sheeesh.]

[poultryfists]

...Is it Aligula?

[Yang you can't just group together the old people-]

[seventhprogenitor]

[Yang that's rude af]

I wish~! She and I get along splendidly, don't we? No, no, it's someone much younger than that, though I don't think you'll be able to guess who it is. We don't spend very much time together here.

[poultryfists]

[Right, sure, that makes sense-]

Do you guys get along?

[Might as well just ask.]

[seventhprogenitor]

[Do they... get along...]

More than most. Our conversations, as few as they've are, have been nothing short of civil. I can hardly say that for some of the others who've spoken to me here.

[poultryfists]

I mean, no offense, but you are kind of a jerk.

[And a weirdo! But let's be polite.]

[seventhprogenitor]

None taken. I'm aware that my attitude rubs others the wrong way, though it's their fault for not meeting me halfway if I reach out myself. Fern won't even give me the time of day despite saying I'd like to start over with her.

[He's kind of hurt. Team Mom won't Mom him.]

Walter's a little of a lost cause. At least he seems to dislike all of us equally, though he plays his favorites in that too.

[poultryfists]

...Maybe you could still win Fern over. Your outfits are really nice. You could make her something that isn't green.

[She's helping! Maybe...]

[seventhprogenitor]

She'd be thankful, but she'd still hate me! I wonder if she minds dresses, or if she prefers trousers.

[... He'll probably make her a pretty light brown dress. With sequins and pink trimmings.]

[poultryfists]

She'd look cute in a dress! But probably something a little longer.

[You know, at least to the knees.]

Maybe she'll hate you, maybe not. It's worth a try.

[seventhprogenitor]

[What, we can't have the fussy green woman in a super short dress?]

I suppose so. I'll work on something this week and see if she'll take it, then, and we'll leave the rest to fate. Perhaps my tailoring skills will win her over.

[poultryfists]

[We're trying to get her to like you, not punch you in the face-]

They definitely won me over. This outfit's great!

[seventhprogenitor]

[Neither of those are promise-able.]

I'm glad you like it so much! It looks as amazing as I thought it would. Especially that headband -- would you mind if I added glitter to it, actually?

[poultryfists]

Sorry, but glitter's off limits, at least around my hair.

[Do you know how much of a pain in the ass it would be to wash that shit out-]

[seventhprogenitor]

[Oh, he knows. He's aware.]

Fair enough. What about your dragon? Maybe gold to really make it shine?

[poultryfists]

That I can work with. Why glitter, though?

[seventhprogenitor]

Why not~? Glitter has been one of the greatest things mankind has ever invented! It's so sparkly and it gets everywhere~.

[Perfect for passive-aggressive assholes!]

[poultryfists]

Then why don't you wear more glitter?

[She's got you there, dude.]

[seventhprogenitor]

[Well, caught by the coattails.]

For the same reason you prefer it away from your hair.