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]

That doesn't mean they don't exist anywhere in your world. Just that you've never met one.

[isafraid]

I suppose that's possible... though, feels like I'd have heard of them at least if that were the case. You don't seem like quite the secretive bloke.

[He means it as a compliment.]

[cherryblooded]

[He takes it as one.]

I'm not, personally. But I'm not exactly famous, either.

[isafraid]

Let me tell you: you come to Britain with me, and as sure as my name is Speedwagon you'd be in the London Times.

[cherryblooded]

You'd cause a stir in the Sea Kingdom yourself.

[isafraid]

But you'd be right famous!

[cherryblooded]

Would you say I'd be making waves?

[I'm so sorry.]

[isafraid]

[....Wow. His eyebrows raise, then...]

I'd say you'd make a bloody splash, no doubt about that.

[cherryblooded]

[He chuckles. Everyone else at the meeting probably wants to smack them.]

Glad to hear it.

[At least that's his only pun... for now.]

[isafraid]

[Probably. What's the worst they could do, though?]

And now I suppose we return to business?

[cherryblooded]

[A nod. Back to business, less with puns.]