Week 3.

[trustharder]

WEEK 3 Another week has passed; two more Survivors are gone. Pearl and Caren both had someone to fight for, someone worth killing for; perhaps it's for the best to hope that somehow they've found peace despite not being able to collect on the Kingmaker's incentive. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; there aren't any bodies to be found on Sunday morning. That doesn't mean the night passed easily, though - it seems another piece of your personal puzzle may have fallen into place while you slept... Following that spiral staircase up to the second floor will reveal something strange; those stairs definitely lead far higher than you remember, up to a previously inaccessible third floor. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; consider it your reward for a job well done. SURVIVORS REMAINING: 23

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[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

[goodforsomething]

It's hard to.

Growin' up with someone like that, it's...it ain't even the same as havin' a normal brother or sister. [He pauses for a moment.] Hope there aren't too many more of 'em in here. Just Black, I think, but he seems to be doin' okay. Considering.

[cherryblooded]

We talked a little already. Think he'll do alright.

[He'll definitely keep an eye out for him - just in case some genius decides to blame him for the next murder, if there is a next murder.]

[goodforsomething]

[lbr there's gonna be a next murder]

Yeah...

[.....]

...y'know, most of my life I've kept one big secret. The kind worth killin' over, maybe. And now - [He chuckles a little.] - if those are memories we're gettin', it doesn't matter anymore. After all this time...

I've got a twin brother, too. Stanford. [Did he tell Cherryblod his name was Stanford earlier...?]

[cherryblooded]

[Yes, he did, and Cherryblod remembers that.]

I thought you said that was your name.

[goodforsomething]

Ha ha, yeah.

[He's gonna have to go through quite a few rounds of that at some point. Or he already has? Memories, ugh.

He offers a hand.]

Stanley Pines!

[cherryblooded]

Cherryblod. [He takes that hand and gives a firm shake.] Pleasure to meet you.

[goodforsomething]

You too!

[Yeesh, that's weird. He obviously has to shake off the wrongness of giving his actual name for a second. But hey - he can't just keep Ford locked in the basement forever, they're gonna have to do this.]

See, I'm great. Heard that Stanford jerk threw a phone at ya.

[cherryblooded]

Oh, don't worry, I'd already forgive him for that.

[It's a natural reaction to seeing someone of a species you don't recognize. Probably.]

Didn't even hurt much.

[goodforsomething]

Good!

[Well, that was fun! Probably no further explanation is needed as to why he was pretending to be his twin brother!

...that's not gonna fly, is it.]

[cherryblooded]

...So am I going to hear why you were pretending to be your twin, or is that an even more secret secret?

[He'll drop it, if the subject's obviously touchy.]

[goodforsomething]

It's kinda a long story.

The short version's that he's been away for a while. Not really by choice. I needed to keep access to his things to help get him back, and it's not like I was doin' much with my name anyway...so "Stanley" had a little accident. Bein' Ford was a lot more useful.

[Yeah he basically faked his death and erased his own existence, legally speaking. He doesn't seem to view this as a loss, though, so eh.]

But he's back now! I ain't gonna hold onto his identity while he's around to use it! It'd kinda defeat the purpose.

[cherryblooded]

I see. That'll be difficult to explain to everyone else, I imagine.

[Faking your own death is a messy thing to undo.]

...Thank you for trusting me enough to say.

[goodforsomething]

[He shrugs.]

I'm gonna have to get used to doin' it anyway, right? Feels weird, usin' my name after so long.

[cherryblooded]

Imagine it would. Think it suits you better, though.

['Stanford' sounds like a nerd.]

[goodforsomething]

Yeah! Stanford's only the nerdiest name in the galaxy.

[Stanford is a nerd!]

[cherryblooded]

With a name like that, you know you're expected to get fifty degrees when you grow up.

[goodforsomething]

Oh, he's got some of those. More than anybody really needs, if you ask me.

[cherryblooded]

One or two should be enough... especially for a human with less time to waste.

[goodforsomething]

You'd think that, wouldn't ya? I found like five diplomas in his house, just layin' around...

[cherryblooded]

That's too many. Do something productive with your time instead.

[goodforsomething]

That's what I'm sayin'!

[Stan sighs.]

He always was a brainiac.

[cherryblooded]

It's good to be intelligent and educated - certainly won't argue against that - but there's moderation to everything.

[goodforsomething]

Buddy, you have no idea.

[Going to endless college one day, building horrible dimension portals the next. Yeah, fuck that.]

[cherryblooded]

Really that bad, huh...?

[Yeah, he has no idea at all.]

[goodforsomething]

Let's just say that you don't gotta investigate every weird, fucked-up thing out there.