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

[goodforsomething]

Where the hell is the REST of him?

[He doesn't want to be morbid or anything, but there's more to the human body than a lot of blood]

[bloodisthicker]

...I... I don't know? Maybe the other bits were... cleaned up, or something...

[IT SHOULD BE CHUNKY SALSA? he's kind of glad it isn't chunky salsa but what the hell]

[goodforsomething]

It doesn't look like anything was, uh. Moved.

[Through the blood. No smears or anything.]

[bloodisthicker]

...maybe the blood got everywhere after the body was moved, then. That's the only explanation I can think of, anyway.

[goodforsomething]

So he got the body, and then tossed blood all over the place.

Yeah. That makes sense. [He's not even being sarcastic. Who knows what goes through the Kingmaker's head.]

[bloodisthicker]

It's completely logical if you've got an entire closet full of corpses, probably.

[goodforsomething]

...has anybody asked him what the hell he's doin' with those?

[bloodisthicker]

Do we actually want to know.

[goodforsomething]

[Stan considers this for a moment.]

Yeah, I'd kinda like a heads-up if he's gonna stuff me or somethin'. Least he could do is send folks home.

[bloodisthicker]

...honestly, depending on what happens here, I... really don't know if that would be a good idea. Maybe if he attached a note explaining what happened there...?

[goodforsomething]

A note'd be good. I just know I'd want something, if it was me.

[bloodisthicker]

...

Yeah. It's pretty rough to just be left wondering like that.

[...wait that was almost admitting a feeling, better pretend he doesn't know that feel.]

I'm sure.

[goodforsomething]

......yeah.

[LET'S AGGRESSIVELY NOT TALK ABOUT OUR FEELINGS WOW]

This is a mess. We oughta just pick tonight's drinkin' hole right now.

[bloodisthicker]

...yes, let's go ahead and do that. I guess we could just flip a coin or something.

[goodforsomething]

Maybe we oughta just turn one of the empty rooms into a little place.

[stan those are dead people's bedrooms though...]

[bloodisthicker]

...

Do we have any of the keys to them, though...?

[...IT'S... WORTH A SHOT]

[goodforsomething]

They've gotta be around someplace. Did they even get locked up?

[bloodisthicker]

You know... I don't know? I honestly always thought it would be in bad taste to go rifling through a dead person's things.

[goodforsomething]

[Stan shrugs.]

I just didn't figure they had anything worth it!