trusthell | Week 3.

WEEK 3
Another week has passed; two more Survivors are gone. Pearl and Caren both had someone to fight for, someone worth killing for; perhaps it's for the best to hope that somehow they've found peace despite not being able to collect on the Kingmaker's incentive.

Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; there aren't any bodies to be found on Sunday morning. That doesn't mean the night passed easily, though - it seems another piece of your personal puzzle may have fallen into place while you slept...

Following that spiral staircase up to the second floor will reveal something strange; those stairs definitely lead far higher than you remember, up to a previously inaccessible third floor. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; consider it your reward for a job well done.

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[OOC: Welcome to week two of Trustfell! Save your threads for coins and the coming week's activity check; don't forget to check in to this week's activity check and submit your memory regains!

The text and calling posts are still active, for the sake of contacting the jerk who's keeping you here, to be used at your leisure!]

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Can't exactly lump them into one heap, though. Everyone's got secrets... but there's no telling how big one is... until it's out there.

[Stan shrugs.]

That's what I'm sayin'. There's no way to know what anybody's hidin'.

There is an easy way to solve that!

[...look, somebody's got to be That Asshole suggesting that we all just stand on a table and yell our secrets to the room at large]

...yeah, we'll probably all tell the truth. 'Cause that's a thing people do.

W-Well! You'd think they would, if it came down to saving their own life and all!

[...Mettaton. Honey.]

I would, if I thought mine would make me less likely to be stabbed rather than more.

Unfortunately, it's not the case.

[Oh, for fuck's sake- ]

So you'd prefer he just hold it over your head to use at his leisure. Fine. Fine! Just don't say I didn't present the option when we had the chance to take it.

[...Mettaton...]

It's not a bad idea.

Of course it wasn't! How the hell was I supposed to know that you just prefer sitting under the Sword of Damocles?

...If I'm waiting to see if someone will dump me into a boiling pot, should I jump into it myself?

No, but you shouldn't stand on the edge and yell "So does anybody want to push me?" either. And that's what you're doing now.

That's fair.

[Not much he can really say about that.]

...I'm with him on this one. [Gesturing to Mettaton.] Ya can't just say things like that.

Thought we were in agreement that you can't expect people with secrets to spill them.

Sure, but you don't keep secrets by tellin' everybody you've got one.

Doesn't everyone?

One that would make people wanna stab 'em?

That's the kinda thing you don't advertise specifically.

That's fair. Always possible I'm exaggerating.

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goodforsomething - 2016-03-14 18:53 (UTC) - Expand

I'll have to be in agreement here. Knowing a man's secrets might just do him in like anything else the Conductor could throw at you.

Thank you.

[At least someone isn't mad at him for being an idiot.]

....Then again, putting it out there that you are hiding something just begs to make itself known.

[He crosses his arms.] Should watch out for that.

...Sorry.

[It's guilt cropping up, he guesses.

He's usually better about that.]

No sense in apologizing to me.

[He already accepts, Cherryblod.]

That's a hypothetical, right? I'm sure that's entirely hypothetical.

[please don't do this, Cherryblod, he thought you had sense]

[He's not answering that question out loud. Draw your own conclusions.]