Week 4.

[trustharder]

WEEK 4 And as the third week in the Vault comes to a close and the fourth week begins, the Survivors are once again down by two. Mion Sonozaki died on her own terms, and Yato died fulfilling his duty as God of Fortune in the best way that he knew how; the shrine built in the game room on Saturday stands in their memory. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; there aren't any bodies to be found on Sunday morning. But that doesn't mean the night was uneventful - it seems something else may have brought you some newfound clarity. Or perhaps not... Once again, that spiral staircase leads farther than you remember, clear up to a previously inaccessible fourth floor. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; even if the Kingmaker sounded a bit unhappy with you last weekend, the fact remains that you're still doing what you seem to have been brought here to do. SURVIVORS REMAINING: 21 SURVIVORS REMAINING: 20

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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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room 13

[captainobnoxious]

[Knock knock, get the door, it's Sigrun.

... That doesn't work so well since she's practically coming in and depositing herself on the bed, putting a ring on his nose.]

I like what you've done to the room. What's the weird wing thing, by the way? I see it in the music room too and if you're marking your favorite things, you need to put it on me too.

[ratingspoint]

[Oh my god, Sigrun, really -

Just...let him retrieve that from where you've just kind of adorned him with it before glancing over at that rune.]

It's a prophecy, darling! The triangles below symbolize the monsters of the Underground; the design above it is supposed to be some sort of angel that will ensure the Underground goes empty one day.

It's either really hopeful or...really not. Depending on who you ask!

[captainobnoxious]

Well, you're the only monster I know, so is it hopeful for you?

[Also: He's the only monster that matters, so. You know.]

[ratingspoint]

You know I don't like depressing things; would I be painting it everywhere if it wasn't?

[...]

Maybe something like that will happen here too. Who knows.

[captainobnoxious]

It's still a little depressing, you know. 'Cause your king declared war on humans and all.

[... You know it'd feel weird to lay down next to a robot, but she's gonna lay down next to the robot. This is fine. Who cares for personal space. Not her. She wants to see his envelope anyway, okay, hers is back in her room and she has not touched it.]

But maybe it'll be peaceful after all, who can say. It's not like you'll be there for it anyway. You're coming home with me to become a famed troll hunter.

[ratingspoint]

[...It's a really ghastly shade of pink.

That said, though.]

Well, the fully depressing interpretation of it is that the angel is the Angel of Death, and the Underground goes empty because there's no one left by the time they're done with it.

[No points for guessing why he's mentioning that.]

But you're right, it doesn't matter to me anymore.

[captainobnoxious]

[It looks like what his soul does right now. It's kind of cute.

... Speaking of cute that is the thing she needs to get exposed to so she stops feeling embarrassed about feeling her awesome weird feeling thing. Ugh.]

Kind of sounds like what's happening here. [...] I don't think the guy keeping us here's all that good of a guy anymore, by the way, haven't told anyone else yet but he totally somehow blew Goggles up. Now I think he's got a tree stuck up his ass.

[He already had a straightened rod. That's much certain. But now he's got one of her furry trees.]

[ratingspoint]

[You know what, he acknowledges that that was actually half an apology and he appreciates it but at the same time, he also suspects that actually saying anything about it requires more emotional competence than either of them have.

So! Let's talk killing things, shall we.

Also it might be kind of nice to have her also on the bed, just saying.]

...That's what I thought, that it was an explosion - it definitely looked like one when I went in there. I just have no idea how it was possible. Even my own magic can't do things like that.

[...Granted, he's never tried to pink mist a person, but the point still stands and he's fairly sure it wouldn't be that, uh. Devoid of anything but blood?]

[captainobnoxious]

[The less they talk about her acknowledgement of her being wrong the better, yes.]

I know kitten said that his psychic power thing can do something like that, and technically I think the Mages I know back home can do it too? But they only do stuff on trolls. No idea if they can do it to humans. Because we have a dying population as is.

[Noooot exactly the kind of thing you do when humanity's just recovering.]

[ratingspoint]

The humans from my world might have been able to do that at some point, but I don't know if they still even use magic? From the sound of it, they don't seem to - at least, that's the idea I get from the media.

[...Unless you ask Undyne. It's all magical girls and giant swords and gundams up there if you ask Undyne.]

The point is that something that could create the Barrier could probably do something like that, too.

[captainobnoxious]

Well, that magic's not gonna help him much once someone puts a knife through his eye. Unless he's got healy abilities. Then we might have a small issue.

[Just a small one. No biggie.

Also... she's gonna experiment on him. By putting her hand over his speaker-looking thing. See if it muffles his voice. So casual.]

I'm still pretty sure I could take him down though. I mean, if a god compliments you, then you know you're well on your way to the highest table of Valhalla.

[ratingspoint]

Is that what you're planning on doing, then? Killing him?

[It's a valid question; it's not like people have really discussed what we're all supposed to do.]

[captainobnoxious]

Sure. Got a better plan?

[Like, no matter what she thinks as a whole, that guy's gotta answer for shit.]

[ratingspoint]

Oh, don't get me wrong - it's a completely fitting ending, and the only one I'd really find satisfying! It's just not something most people are coming out and saying.

I'm not going to stop you, though. Far from.

[captainobnoxious]

[This is why she likes you, Mettaton. Murder's fine when people deserve it. Then it's called justice.]

I don't think I'll be in the minority this time, that's all I'm saying. I just bet they'd all want to get a hit in first.

[ratingspoint]

Well, I'd certainly hope so. The last thing we need is everyone deciding to have a conscience at the worst moment possible.

[captainobnoxious]

Seriously. Anyone who wants to spare him is gonna be on my mutiny list and you do not want to be there.

[It includes, but is not limited to, leaving your ass in a goddamn snow drift as night comes upon you.]

Like, why in the gods' name would you even want to risk that? He blew up a guy for just napping outside his room. Something tells me he wouldn't hesitate to kill any one of us if he got the chance to defend himself.

[ratingspoint]

[And that...actually seems to strike him strangely.]

...Well, it wouldn't be for the sake of betraying you, darling - hope springs eternal for some people, I guess.

[captainobnoxious]

[... She can never tell if it's strange in a good way or a bad way. Facepat facepat. Sigrun wants to make him feel strange in a good way.]

I'll keep that in mind. I won't kill anyone, since there's few enough of us as is, but I won't be light on anyone who stands in the way either.

[ratingspoint]

[Well, he vastly prefers feeling strange in a good way, let's put it that way.]

I know of someone back home who would try to spare him no matter what - due to neverending faith that he could change, probably. We all tend to be optimistic like that, but that one is just unreal.

[captainobnoxious]

[Sigrun can not find a way to word her thoughts that isn't "that's stupid" or "that person wouldn't last a week here".

... But saying that might upset Mettaton. And then he'd ask her an unfair question again. And then she'd yell at him again and want to do something weird, maybe? That sounds like a trend to follow.]

Why? That seems pretty dumb if there's someone who actually wouldn't blink about killing you.

[-- Good enough.]

[ratingspoint]

[...It honestly wouldn't upset him because it's objectively true; Papyrus...

Well. Papyrus.]

They do say our souls are made of love, hope and compassion! Or something like that.

[I MEAN THAT'S KIND OF TRUE AND KIND OF UTTER BULLSHIT ALL AT ONCE, BUT.]

[captainobnoxious]

[YEAH, WELL.

HER STARE IS SAYING AS MUCH.]

Are you for real?

[ratingspoint]

Entirely.

[...HE DIDN'T WRITE THE RULES.]

[captainobnoxious]

[She's gonna sit up to stare at his soul.

That, inside of him, is made of bullshit. She's gonna touch his....... stomach??? Is that a stomach area for him? She has no idea how monster anatomy work.

Is it warm?]