Trustfell 4: Trust Fall or Die Hard (
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WEEK 2.
Adelina and Kyrie Ushiromiya are dead. Regardless of how you felt about them and whether or not you mourned their passing, life goes on. It seems the Wordsmith intends to make good on the rules he's left for you all. Saturday is given to regrouping and rest; 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... Either way, it seems there's nothing to do but move on - or, perhaps, move down. Another door in that holding area near the elevator seems to have opened up, leading into a corridor and a stairwell that seems to lead you somewhere beneath the dormitories, and eventually onto a new floor altogether. Go ahead and explore all you like; after all, you did well at completing your lessons this past week. |
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week two of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!
If you'd like to get in contact with the Wordsmith, you can do so through letters or the switchboard!]
room 21
Watanuki? Oh... Ohh, goodness.
[He's not great at woodwork huh.]
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Hanyuu! I just-
[And there goes one of the parts, falling off.]
...er...It's...it's a work in progress!
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Are you...making something to dry your kimono with?
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[He looks back to his pile of...stuff.]
If I can actually make it, that is.
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[She teases.]
But maybe you need an extra pair of hands?
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I know, it looks terrible, doesn't it? I may be good with my hands in a lot of ways, but not at building stuff, clearly.
A little help wouldn't be too bad, I think.
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[Not that he would make fun of Hanyuu anyway, regardless of her skill level at something.]
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Not at all. ...Aah, it has been long since I've seen something like this... Are you an old-fashioned kind of person?
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[He looks a little embarrassed.]
Honestly, not really. I only dress traditionally at festivals and when I'm at work. I don't even know how I ended up here in a kimono anyway, I should have been at school. And I don't even own a kimono like this.
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Not in clothes you should have been...? Could it be part of our memory problems?
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...I really hope I'm not missing 100 years worth of memories, though.
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Nor...do I, really, but... It's clear we're missing some.
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Honestly, I'm missing some pretty big chunks of memories from a lot of my life. I wish they would just hurry up and come back.
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[Thinking about it, he frowns now.]
Honestly, the only amount of time where my memories are fully clear with no gaps are the weeks we've spent here.
[He looks up to Hanyuu curiously. He's not the only one, right?]
Isn't that the same for you too?
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No other bits of lost time, not from when I was younger. ...aah, younger from my current perspective.
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Maybe I'm getting my memories out of order?
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And will make the motive in week 3 that much worse for him.]So...I'm the only one, then.
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W-well- it might not be the kind of thing everyone speaks of! Like you, they could aah, assume otherwise, and... [...] I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...worry you so.
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It's alright, it's better to know about it than to be left in the dark.
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If you're sure... If, aah...if you need any help with it, sorting anything out, then I'll be right here, alright?
[She reaches over and touches his arm as a show of comfort.]
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