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

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[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 5

[cherryblooded]

[Around dinnertime, Cherryblod will push the door open all the way with his elbow, carrying a plate of smoked salmon.]

Your dinner, as requested.

[captainobnoxious]

[-- Oh she totally forgot about that, wow, Sigrun will clear the surprise from her face and set the lyre aside to take the plate.]

Smells just like home. How's it going?

[cherryblooded]

Fairly sure Yosuke's not going to disown me, which is nice. So all in all, I could be worse.

[He has three people he can still talk to if this all goes to shit. That's something.]

[captainobnoxious]

[A vast improvement from just one, as is this food from the usual vegetarian meal everyone seems to be rocking.]

Mm-mm-mm! That's good! Not bad for a guy under the sea. The thing with Yosuke's good too, glad we've got ourselves a little party here. I think Black'll be fine too, honestly, he doesn't exactly seem the type of guy to just turncoat like that.

[cherryblooded]

That's four people, not bad. I can live with four friends.

...Not planning on telling the detectives, if I can help it.

[captainobnoxious]

Yeaaah, I wouldn't either. Featherhead's a good girl, real energetic and honestly a blast to be around when she's not working, but between her and dilly-dally...

[Sigrun shrugs.]

Wouldn't be surprised if they locked you up just in case. And then we'd have to break you out.

[cherryblooded]

You'd do that for me?

[He seems amused at the idea, at least.]

[captainobnoxious]

If I didn't, Mettaton would. And I already swore I'd die before he got hurt.

[So. Of course she would!]

'Sides, I do like you well enough. No skin off my back to help out a friend.

[cherryblooded]

Alright. That's one more relief for me. I've never been imprisoned, but I don't think I'd like it very much.

[captainobnoxious]

I've only been stuck in a room like that once and it was because I decided that trying to wrestle an infected bear with just my hands was a worthy challenge to show off to the team I had.

[...... She was bedridden, that is.]

It sucked! I couldn't do anything! I mean, I skinned that thing front and back no problem and it only cost me my arms and a leg, but still! No reason to keep me in a room.

[cherryblooded]

You're quite impressive as always. I'm sure boredom is a much more powerful enemy for you than any of us would be.

[If any of them even dared go up against her.]

[captainobnoxious]

[This is why her vouching for him is effective, because if anyone tries to cross her they risk getting something sharp stuck in them the moment they step in to hurt.]

It's a wonder I haven't just snapped yet, huh. That's because I've got a purpose right now and that's enough for me.

[cherryblooded]

[He feels so much safer.]

A purpose, hm. That'll keep you going for a long time, in my experience.

[captainobnoxious]

[Everyone should. As long as they're on her good side, which is generally everyone at the moment.]

I hope it lasts me as long as it has you. All five hundred years of it, pure willpower. Humans don't last that long, sure, but I'll be the first.

[cherryblooded]

I'll be rooting for you. If you make it five hundred years, I'll take you out for drinks.

[captainobnoxious]

I'll hold you to that, pinky, I'm looking forward to seeing what you call a drink in the sea.

[Sigrun's not bothering to savor her fish anymore, eating what's left so she can reach for her lyre and just

stop, because what she's been practicing is kind of. A thing. The moment's hesitation passes as she grabs it though, chuckling it off.]

How drunk do you get down there, huh?

[cherryblooded]

Pinky...?

[There are worse nicknames, he guesses.]

When there's something to drink over? Drunk enough to loosen my tongue a little. Not good at letting my guard down enough to drink past that point.

[captainobnoxious]

Well! You can loosen your lips all you'd like around me, so let's have a contest sometime to see who falls out of their seat first! How's that sound, old man?

[Not that's he's really old, according to himself.]

[cherryblooded]

[He chuckles, not really minding the old man comment coming from her. Does she call anybody by name? Probably not.]

Sounds like fun. Don't expect me to be an easy opponent.

[captainobnoxious]

[Only when it's an important situation... People like it when you call their name like you need them for something.]

I'm never underestimating you again. I was seriously surprised by your physique, totally was not expecting that, so a shrimp being able to keep up with me in drinking is something I can easily wrap my mind around.

[cherryblooded]

I did tell you I was one of my home's strongest physical fighters. Don't think I'd be able to say that if I was flabby.

[captainobnoxious]

You'd have to excuse my disbelief. I don't meet many sea creatures who aren't already on a plate, no matter how big or tough they are.

[So. You know.]


Are you any better on land though? Fighting in the water's harder for me, for example. Too much drag.

[cherryblooded]

About the same, I'd say. It's been a while since I've fought on land to test it, so I could be wrong.

...Why, do you want to spar?

[captainobnoxious]

I'm picking fights with everyone this week, so why not?

[Nothing says camaraderie like the bloodlust you feel for your companions.]

[cherryblooded]

It sounds fun, but don't beat me up so badly I can't defend myself from would-be killers.