WEEK 1.

[trustharder]

WEEK 1 As much as this sounds like a bad joke all around, it looks like one thing is being played completely straight: you're not going anywhere. After the Kingmaker has answered your questions (or, well, perhaps it's more accurate to say he didn't answer them, at least as far as most of those little Q&A sessions went), you'll be left up to your own devices – feel free to continue exploring and getting to know your fellow Survivors for the next several days. Should you want to eat something you're free to use the kitchen before 10PM, but after that the doors will be locked and no amount of fussing with the locks or trying to break them down will get them to budge. And no, the robot cannot punch them in for you. Notably, though, starting bright and early on Monday morning (or maybe just early, since there aren't any windows) you'll be treated to the most unholy damn noise – it's very definitely an electric siren of some sort, probably some kind of klaxon, blaring out over the PA system. It only blasts once, but really, for something that loud, once is enough. This will happen every morning at 7AM and again in the evenings at 10PM. You'll be able to hear it no matter what room you're in. There isn't any punishment for sleeping through it, but you don't want to waste the day in bed, now do you? (Unless you were out exploring all last night. In which case, go back to bed, damn.) SURVIVORS REMAINING: 27

MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week one 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!

There are also two new posts for the sake of contacting the jerk who's keeping you here, to be used at your leisure!]

Comments

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[goodforsomething]

It's not a bad bunker. [Stan admits entirely grudgingly.] Almost everything you'd need to survive the apocalypse. Wonder if he's been buying gold...?

[lackinginfaith]

Buying g-- wait, that's one of those conspiracy theories, isn't it.

[goodforsomething]

Hey, you're gonna need it when civilization collapses.

[Yes.]

[lackinginfaith]

You people have too many of those. Either way, he seems to think it has.

[goodforsomething]

Right, so he should've been buying some!

Eh, guess we'll never know. Obviously he wouldn't leave it in here with us...not that I'd complain if he did.

[lackinginfaith]

What, pray tell, would you even do with a hoard of gold in here?

[goodforsomething]

Here? Nothin'. But when we get out...

[lackinginfaith]

[s i g h .]

Well, you... have a goal in mind, anyway.

[goodforsomething]

Sure! I could use a big cash influx like that! Might as well get something outta this mess.

[lackinginfaith]

You do that. I'd rather just get back. Even if the world hasn't ended, who knows what's going on back there.

[goodforsomething]

Yeeeeah, well, that's another good reason to bring something back. The kids ran the store okay last time I let 'em, but that was only for a day or two.

[lackinginfaith]

You run a store.

[goodforsomething]

Tourist attraction with a gift shop in it. I know my niece, she can give the tour as good as me. The kid's got some real talent!

[lackinginfaith]

Heh. At least you can trust some people back home. That's good to hear.

[goodforsomething]

Yeeeeeah, I still shouldn't leave 'em alone too long. I'm supposed to be watchin' them, not leaving them my house.

[lackinginfaith]

How old are they? Hopefully enough to take care of themselves.

[goodforsomething]

They're twelve.

[So, ehhhh? He got up to some shit when he was that age, but he's pretty sure "abandon children to fend for themselves" wasn't part of their parents' summer plan here.]

My handyman would've been by in the morning. They're probably stayin' with him.

[lackinginfaith]

Hm. So almost old enough, but... Well, hopefully they're all right. It must be hard to have people waiting on you.

[goodforsomething]

Yeah. Lucky they don't really live with me - they've got a home to go back to no matter what happens.

[lackinginfaith]

You mean, if our worlds are still there but we can't come back.

[goodforsomething]

Yeah. That's what I mean.

[lackinginfaith]

They have to be there. No matter what he says about it.

[goodforsomething]

There's no way. Worlds don't just end like that. When I left, everything was good.

[lackinginfaith]

It doesn't make sense to me, either.

[goodforsomething]

Gotta say, though, the guy kinda sounded like he believed it himself. He must be a few coins short of a dime-roll.