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

vending machine

[paidinblood]

[...Okay, but what do you say to that other than-]

It suits you.

[-Because those damn teeth. ...That's a pretty big thing to come out of the vending machine, isn't it?]

[ignorantly]

[ It does, but he feels like the universe is having fun at his expense... ]

Do you think it was programmed to spit out a shark at me or was it just pure luck?

[paidinblood]

Luck would give you something you need. Wouldn't this be fate?

[...Well damn, looks like we're getting all philosophical over the shark today-]

[ignorantly]

[ ...kamui why ]

Fate is an asshole. "Haha, you get a shark because you have sharp teeth!"

[paidinblood]

Look on the bright side. If anyone tries to murder you, you can bite them to death.

[ignorantly]

...I'd rather beat them unconscious.

[ biting people to death is bad. :|a ]

[paidinblood]

...You can bite them as a back-up.

[...Yeah--!]

[ignorantly]

...Sure. [ Here's hoping he won't have to bite anyone, that's disgusting. But, moving on- ]

Have you gotten anything from the machine yet?

[paidinblood]

I haven't bothered with it.

[Not for a lack of coins, mind you. He's just a moron.]

[ignorantly]

...Why? Are you afraid you'll get a vibrator?

[paidinblood]

...I'm sorry, what?

[That thing spits out vibrators?]

[ignorantly]

Shrimp guy got a vibrator the other day.

[paidinblood]

...There's another reason to avoid putting anything in that thing.

[News flash: Short guy can't handle vibrators.]

[ignorantly]

You could just toss the vibrators in the incinerator...

[paidinblood]

[...]

Or I could chuck it in the storage room for someone else to find.

[ignorantly]

Absolutely not.

[paidinblood]

Don't want to find one while looking for duct tape?

[ignorantly]

I don't want His Majesty to find that crap!!

[ gotta protect the birb who is 2pure. ]

[paidinblood]

[His Majesty- right, right, the King-]

The bird won't know what to do with it.

[Because this clearly fixes the problem, right-]

[ignorantly]

That doesn't matter! We're not letting him find that stuff.

[paidinblood]

The bird's an adult. He can handle it.