Week 4.

[trustfelling]

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. COMPETITORS REMAINING: 23

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[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!]

Comments

[seventhprogenitor]

[Out of it? Perish the thought.

... Though the fact that Ferid jumps a little at the voice, something he never does, says that things are, in fact, not alright.]

I'm fine, I'm just...

[...]

At a loss for what to draw. Would you mind being my model?

[glaciates]

...I have never seen you startled like that before.

[That's kind of Weird, actually, but some people are just like that. More pressing is the fact that Ferid did just jump.]

Are you sure you're fine?

[seventhprogenitor]

[Why are you the way you are. Let sleeping dogs lie, Isaac!!! Literally lie!!!]

Betrayed, but healthy.

[glaciates]

[NO THERE IS A PROBLEM AND HE IS GOING TO HELP!!!!!!]

Uh... What happened?

[this sounds like A Story, come on spill]

[seventhprogenitor]

[YOU..................]

I made the mistake of crossing a woman, I think.

[glaciates]

[#HELPING!!!]

...Who'd you piss off?

[seventhprogenitor]

If my hazy thoughts are on the right track... Aligula. It seems she skips the usual steps of petty revenge and dives right into the deep end.

[who the hell drugs someone as part of their revenge plot]

[glaciates]

What the hell did she do?

[you're... you're not in danger, right...???? oh god]

[seventhprogenitor]

[honey bunches of oats if he was in any danger at all, there would be someone's blood smeared on the wall]

She poisoned me, in a sense of the word. Though nothing toxic. [EXCEPT IN DOSAGE, TO NORMAL PEOPLE.] Just... some sleeping pills, I think.

[...]

Which is something I wanted to speak to you about, anyway, I just-- [a yawn, and a frustrated look that's quickly replaced with a tired smile] I just wish it hadn't been used against me.

[glaciates]

Oh. Well, it's good that it's uh, not toxic.

[IT WOULD BE KIND OF UNFORTUNATE IF YOU DIED?? Weird.]

Maybe you should sleep it off? That'd probably work, right?

[...hell if he knows t b h]

But what was it you wanted to talk about with uh... that.

[seventhprogenitor]

[He doesn't know either and frankly he isn't going to waste the day trying. Now then, let him... take a moment to gather his thoughts, staring at the sketchbook before writing a message down on it and handing it off to Isaac.

Like, it's his usual curvy bullshit of lettering, but there's a certain neatness he's tried to achieve with his tired everything. Legible at least.]

It wouldn't be against the rules to do what Aligula did to me to our host, since it's non-lethal, though someone can certainly make it lethal if they really wanted to.

[... Not that anyone would, for their own safety.]

Chitoge thought there might have been something in his office that we could use to get out of here -- she hadn't gone in without a plan, exactly, though it was only a hope. Just as it's my hope that if poison works on him, perhaps other things do as well.

[Such as sleeping pills. Or something. He'll await Isaac's reaction with a less than eager look, but rest assured he is!!! quite eager!!!]

[glaciates]

[Well that's interesting. Isaac looks fascinated by this.]

It definitely sounds like it would work. We know what the stakes are if we take a risk like that again, so we need to be certain it'll work. The Adjudicator clearly isn't human - do you think we'll be able to give him enough of this without him becoming suspicious? He probably won't accept food or drink made by any of us anymore.

[Isaac knows absolutely nothing about sleeping pills or poison, so he's a bit out of his element here.]

[seventhprogenitor]

[Good... good... He is thrilled, really...]

At the very least, it will slow him down, and a greater concentration of it may allow someone to incapacitate him somehow.

As for the method: Food and drink may not work, but what do you think of perfume?

[glaciates]

Perfume? Can you really poison him with that?

[Points for creativity, holy shit.]

[seventhprogenitor]

In theory. There's been times in history where gassing others proved to be the most effective means of eliminating threats, and if we can manage the same then I think it may be worth the risk. Especially if whoever tries it out refrains from causing harm to our host.

[glaciates]

I think that'd count as "causing harm" anyway because of the poison. If it doesn't kill him, that's putting someone at risk. I want to take the Adjudicator down, but I don't want to sacrifice anyone to do it. If we're going to go through with something like this, we need to have it planned out perfectly so there won't be any mistakes.

[seventhprogenitor]

[Isaac... Sometimes, you need to let people be the result. Even out the numbers Another yawn, doodling some flowers on the corner of a new page as he considers it.]

Of course. But even the most perfect plan can fall apart in the moment.

[Just a warning, simply showing it to Isaac this time before flipping to another new page and idly tapping his pencil on it.]

I'm more concerned if I'll be alright for the party tomorrow. I'd hate to do a dead man's float in the pool.

[glaciates]

[WE MUST NOT LOSE ANYONE ELSE!!]

I promise I won't let you drown.

[He's content to move on though, so!]

[seventhprogenitor]

[LISTEN.......... BUDDY...................]

Oh, really? You are too kind, Isaac, really. I'm overjoyed at how much you care.

[... There's such a distinct lack of energy and tease in that.]

[glaciates]

[...he can't even get properly embarrassed when it's like that...]

You really do need to rest. Hopefully that'll wear off soon.

[seventhprogenitor]

[do you miss it, isaac.

or do you prefer this ferid.]

I... think a good night's rest will do me well, yes. Though in all honesty I hadn't expected that to work on me...

[You learn something new every day.]

[glaciates]

[well he sure as hell doesn't miss it!!!

...but this is Weird]

They must be pretty powerful drugs, huh?

[maybe?? hell if he knows what ferid's deal is]

[seventhprogenitor]

[...]

Maybe. [eh. this probably won't bite him in the ass.] No, I believe they're simply ones found in the infirmary, but...

[Well. He tilts his head to one side, resting on his hand after another moment.]

I suppose you might guess from my age that I'm not exactly human, wouldn't you? Much in the same way Aligula isn't human.

[But also Kind Of Different.]

That's why.

[glaciates]

Yeah. I figured you weren't. I don't know what you are, but I thought it'd be kinda rude to ask.

[he... he tried.........]

[seventhprogenitor]

[this group is the most polite group of humans he has ever met

like most people would be suspicious of him and wondering what the hell he is, not taking "good genes" for an answer, but you guys are just

i guess there's more important things to wonder than about whatever the hell someone is, like not dying and stuff, but still you guys are just so. polite.]

And I appreciate it very much. If you have a favorite animal, or a pet from home, I'll make you a toy to order as thanks.