Week 9.

[trustharder]

WEEK 9 For the first time since your stay in the Vault began, no one died this week. That doesn't mean there weren't casualties among you, however – namely, trust, interpersonal relationships, and comfort in the group dynamic as a whole. Hopefully no one else pays the price for it. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; there aren't any bodies to be found on Sunday morning. You're safe for now – unless your dreams have told you otherwise... SURVIVORS REMAINING: 10

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week nine of Trustfell! Save your threads for coins; don't forget to submit your memory regains! There is no activity check this week!

THE FINAL INVESTIGATION BEGINS ON THURSDAY!
THIS IS THE LAST WEEK TO REDEEM COINS!
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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[captainobnoxious]

[So even that, huh.

She hesitates for a moment, then steps out of his way.]

I'll always be here for any one of you, if you need me. You might not want me, but I am always going to help. Maybe not as a leader, as much as I'd still like that, but I'll be around.

... And even if I won't ever get even a smidge of trust back, Bruce? You've got good people around you, too. Stan's an earnest man for all he's done.

[So if there's anyone he can trust to go to things, at least him, probably.]

[amygdalae]

[In a much later time he might appreciate that, possibly. But right now he just really wants to clam himself up somewhere and not deal with this. Even if he knows its not possible. But its only been a day or two and the wound is still all too raw.]

I'm in no position to stop you on what you want to do.

[It's all that he says, perhaps not too kindly. But either way once he says that he tightens the hold he has on his items and walks past her out of the room, never looking back.]