WEEK 2.

[trustharder]

WEEK 2 Two people are gone from the group. Zagi and Kamui are dead, twenty-five of you are still alive, and the first week in the Vault comes to a close. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; on Sunday morning, those klaxons are as annoying as ever but at the very least there aren't any bodies to be found. It can be assumed, perhaps, that you're safe for now. The night before wasn't necessarily a peaceful one, however; you'll probably feel a bit groggy when you wake up, and it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... However, those weird dreams aren't the only new thing around here; one of the previously closed-off section near the vending machine has opened up, revealing a spiral staircase leading up to the next floor. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; consider it your reward for a job well done. SURVIVORS REMAINING: 25

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!]

Comments

[cherryblooded]

Even so. I'll help with even shallow feelings, if I can.

[Young man, there's no need to feel down.]

[ratingspoint]

[...is now really the time for the Village People who are we kidding it is always time for the Village People]

I'll keep that in mind if any happen, then, darling! It's appreciated.

[...]

Really, it is. You're keeping at least half of us sane.

[cherryblooded]

[Why would it ever not be time for the Village People?]

That's giving me too much credit. I'm sure most of you would do fine even without me here to fuss over you.

[ratingspoint]

...I normally make people stand by their final answer, but do you want to look at the group of people we have here and try that again?

[cherryblooded]

No, actually, I'll stick with that. I have faith in you. Some of you are nervous, or bitter, or impulsive, but I'm sure as a group you'd be able to handle things fine.

[ratingspoint]

I'm pretty sure we're going to handle it right off a cliff. But I guess we'll see, won't we?

[cherryblooded]

Want to make a bet?

[ratingspoint]

I would - if there was any way to collect if I end up being right.

[...mettaton you can't just flippantly say shit like that]

[cherryblooded]

Then why don't we put a time limit on it. I'll bet we end up escaping in a certain number of weeks, and if I'm wrong...

Hm. Can't exactly bet with money, can we.

[ratingspoint]

Looks like favors and useless crap or nothing, baby.

[...dear god]

[cherryblooded]

I already owe you one favor. But I suppose I could owe you a bigger one.

[ratingspoint]

We can decide on the terms later. Right now I just want to know how long you think this is going to take.

[cherryblooded]

...Three more weeks. A month total.

[That sounds about right to him.]

[ratingspoint]

And if you win...?

[cherryblooded]

Obviously, you have to take enough time off your busy schedule to visit me and my family. You might have to be in a magic bubble of air the entire time to deal with the 'underwater' part, but I'm sure it's not that embarrassing.

[ratingspoint]

...I'll definitely agree to that, because I would have done it anyway.

And because I think we will get out of here, just in a longer time than you're throwing out there - if I win, you get to be on stage with me to put on a performance of my choosing back in the Underground.

[cherryblooded]

I'll definitely agree to that, though I'll tell you ahead of time that I don't sing all that well.

[ratingspoint]

A month it is, then.

[...]

For what it's worth, hopefully you'll win this one.

[cherryblooded]

Certainly hope so. And my luck is usually fairly good.