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!]

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dining hall

[psychoh]

Huh? Oh, uh, sure! Go right ahead. [he's also working on the crossword, but he doesn't seem to be doing very well. he's finished about all of the location-centric ones, but hasn't figured out a single person-related one. not even his own.]

[devastation]

Well... first, I'd like to apologize for not introducing myself sooner. My name is Megumi Sakura.

[She offers a polite bow, and yes, she knows that it's possible that everyone here knows each other's names by now thanks to that bulletin board, but... she still feels it to be necessary to have proper introductions made.]

And you're... Norman-san, right?

[psychoh]

It's alright. There's lots of people here more, uh, exciting than I am.

Yes, I'm Norman. [he nods, then tries to mirror her bow, but doesn't quite pull it off.] It's, um, very nice to meet you, M-Miss Sakura.

[devastation]

It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Norman-san.

[even if the circumstances for meeting are probably less than desirable... but, let's not think about it and instead ask about what he's up to]

How are you doing with the crossword so far?

[psychoh]

N-Not too great, really. It's, um... It's a lot harder than I'd thought. The crosswords in the paper back home are easy compared to this.

... [CONSIDERS LOOKING AT HER PAPER BUT IS CONFLICTED BC THAT IS CHEATING...]

[devastation]

I must admit, this one is different than the ones I've done before too...

[lifting the answers directly off megumi's paper would probably be cheating, but...]

Would you like to work together on solving it? [there's no rule against helping each other out with it, right?]

[psychoh]

[okay don't lose your cool just bc a cute babe asked to work with you.]

U-Uh. Sure? I-If you really want, want to... [cool is solidly lost]

[devastation]

Of course. [She'll sit down now to join Norman, noticing which ones he still has yet to fill in.]

... Would you like a hint for number 6?

[She's referring to the one about the "cute teacher who got a haircut", to be exact]

[psychoh]

[looks at number 6. looks back up at her.

nods. has no idea.]

[devastation]

You're speaking to her right now.

[There's a slight pause, before she's quick to add with some amount of embarrassment--]

A--although, I'm not sure where Misa-san got "cute" from, but um... yes, that's the, ah... answer.

[psychoh]

-- W-Well, it's, uh, obvious, I think. Where she... Because you're, um...

[... goes to fill in the blanks.]

It, um. It fits. So, that's one down.

[devastation]

[these two are a disaster]

Good! So, um... which number would you like to try to fill in next?

[psychoh]

[things that will end well: not this]

Hm... [peers at paper, thinks...] Uh, 12, that's got to be-- Cherryblod, right? Unless s-someone else here is, um, from the sea.

[devastation]

Oh, yes, I do believe you would be right about that--he told me himself that he was from somewhere underwater, so...

[Not a bad guess, Norman.]

[psychoh]

He's a shrimp. [beat] The, uh, cr-crustacean kind, I mean, not the, uh. He's not short.

[devastation]

[haha] It's okay, I understood what you meant.

[shall we try to solve another answer here?]

... I don't suppose you have any ideas for number 8, do you? ["the shy gentlemen who likes to read books"...]

[psychoh]

I was thinking it's Bruce, but, he, uh, he has to be 11... I can't think of anybody else it could be.

[the word "gentleman" is tripping him up.]

[devastation]

[She looks at the crossword for a long moment, thinking...

And then she's looking at Norman.]

Is it possible that your name would fit for this one? [His name has enough letters for it, so...]

[psychoh]

R-Really?

[peers hard at it...]

I remember talking with Miss Misa about popular books, so that might, uh, might be what she's talking about.

[devastation]

And you're also quite the gentlemen, so... yes, I do believe it does fit!

[sure enough, putting Norman's name in does indeed fit in those boxes! another step closer to completion...]