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Week 4.
Three more Competitors died this past week. Chitoge Kirisaki tried to take matters into her own hands only to be punished as a result while William Flemming and Archie both tried to take the Adjudicator up on his word and escape. Three more of you are gone, but there's no going back now. 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... Once again, another set of doors has opened up - this time at the end of the western corridor, leading up and toward the north. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; consider it a reward for surviving another week. |
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[OOC: Welcome to week four 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!]
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Ah, turned down by another beautiful lady...
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I didn't realize there was anyone else in here, because you're definitely not talking about me.
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Perhaps one day my handsome smile will win you over~
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Is he. Is he making fun of her. Because she does not look amused or anything. Actually, she looks pretty annoyed. Or. More than annoyed--
Oh god, that's a fist flying at either his face or his stomach, whichever you prefer honestly. ]
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The force of the fist hitting his stomach knocks the air out of his lungs, and he staggers backwards before he loses his balance and falls into a conveniently placed bush. ]
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That's for flirting with me. And during trials.
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[ He's clutching his stomach and looks up at Katniss. ]
S-Sorry...
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She holds out her hand for him--she'll pull him up. ]
Just don't do it again.
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...I won't. [ At least not for a while, he may attempt to flirt with her again in few weeks. ] And I'll be more serious if there's another trial.
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[ She pulls her hand away. ]
... Why do you do that, anyway?
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[ ...at least he's honest? ]
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Dancing's a better way to pass the time than flirting with every girl in this place.