Week 4.

[trustharder]

WEEK 4 And as the third week in the Vault comes to a close and the fourth week begins, the Survivors are once again down by two. Mion Sonozaki died on her own terms, and Yato died fulfilling his duty as God of Fortune in the best way that he knew how; the shrine built in the game room on Saturday stands in their memory. Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; there aren't any bodies to be found on Sunday morning. But that doesn't mean the night was uneventful - it seems something else may have brought you some newfound clarity. Or perhaps not... Once again, that spiral staircase leads farther than you remember, clear up to a previously inaccessible fourth floor. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; even if the Kingmaker sounded a bit unhappy with you last weekend, the fact remains that you're still doing what you seem to have been brought here to do. SURVIVORS REMAINING: 21 SURVIVORS REMAINING: 20

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

[ratingspoint]

[...Well, that's...]

How?

[...That's a really morbid question, hang on, that's not quite what he meant- ]

People don't just explode for no reason, sweetheart - do you want me to take a look at it, I specialize in...

[...]

...Well, in things blowing up.

[sleepingkogoro]

I already took a look and there doesn't seem to be anything to make him explode, but it isn't like I know about explosives.

If you think it can be useful then go ahead, but...it is not a nice scene. Humans are chock-full of blood and now it's all in display.

[To say the least. Poor kid, really]

[ratingspoint]

...I'll look it over. Just to be sure. I'll be quick about it.

[Just let him make his way in there, then.

...Oh. Ohhhh, this is a lot of blood, you weren't exaggerating- ]

My, my... This certainly wasn't done halfway, was it.

[He will, as he said, be quick about it; he spends most of his time checking out the place it all seems to have radiated from, as is probably expected, but he'll be looking the walls over briefly as well, where the blood hit. He doesn't seem particularly disturbed by all of it; he's more confused than anything, and he's shaking his head a bit when he leaves the room.]

...That was...interesting. Thank you.

[sleepingkogoro]

So? Did you at least find something?

[Was this the work of SMALL BOMBS?]

[ratingspoint]

Nothing at all - and that's the interesting part. There should be shrapnel, at least, or...more of the body, I'd think? Should humans just explode into blood like that?

[He doesn't know what the hell you people contain.

He shrugs, though.]

I'm more bothered by the part where none of us felt that. Through the walls or the floor, you know?

[sleepingkogoro]

...if there's enough explosive it could happen.

[Sigh]

I don't want to discuss this right now, if that is okay.

[Leave that all for the meeting]