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

[cherryblooded]

[Cherryblod had been staring at his own note in silence, but at Yosuke's shriek, he looks over.]

-Photos?

[garudynamic]

[He shoves them right down his shirt]

NOPE, NOPE.

[cherryblooded]

I'm sure it's not that bad.

[That doesn't seem like the reaction he'd have to something that was more incriminating than embarrassing.]

[garudynamic]

[Oh Cherry you know him too well. He's less horrified and more beet red and looking about to rant at the ceiling in his over the top way]

Still-! N-no one wants to see that....!

[cherryblooded]

Well, alright.

...But it's a relief to know that yours is something like that.

[Not that he expected Yosuke to kill anyone ever, but it's nice to know the worst the Kingmaker could dig up on him is just embarrassing.]

[garudynamic]

...well honestly, you already know my real secret.

[He looks worried, now that his panic is calmed. Cherry had looked really distant when reading his own note]

[cherryblooded]

[Distant, no way. Doesn't he look totally fine right now?]

If anyone wanted to give you trouble over that, they'd have to go through me.

[garudynamic]

[...

He sighs, reaching into his shirt and pulling the now slightly crumpled papers, holding them out for Cherry to take.

Isn't your son cute, Cherryblod?]

[cherryblooded]

[Cherryblod takes the photos, and while his smile does get bigger, he doesn't laugh or anything.]

Not that bad. Like I said.

[garudynamic]

At least him exposing my Shadow or... you know... at least that'd be respectable.

[cherryblooded]

It's just a little embarrassment, dear. I'm sure everyone in this vault has done worse.

[garudynamic]

Well, maybe not like, Megumi. Or Speedwagon.

...

[He doesn't outright ask 'what about you?', but it's clear in his eyes]

[cherryblooded]

[Ah. Cherryblod's smile quickly fades.]

...Mine is bad. I'll tell you if you really want to know, but...

Later. In private.

[garudynamic]

[He nods]

Only if you're comfortable with it.

Just... no matter what it is, there's no way I would hate you. Okay?

[Be mad. Be horrified. Probably. But hate? No, he can't even fathom the idea]

[cherryblooded]

...Don't say that until after you know.

[Cherryblod's well aware that it's a good reason to hate someone.]

[garudynamic]

If it's that bad I... probably will get pretty upset. I'm not gonna lie about that.

[cherryblooded]

I know.

But I'd rather you heard it from me instead of the Kingmaker.

[garudynamic]

Shit, yeah. If he's showing us this stuff, he's gonna spill everything if no one kills.

I just... can't picture anything that'd be worth killing over in here. Even if you killed a bunch of people or... I dunno, molest goats or something. It's such a huge risk!

[cherryblooded]

[That actually gets him to crack something of a smile.] What if they're intelligent and consenting goats?

[garudynamic]

Well then it's not molesting, is it?

[cherryblooded]

Suppose not.

...I think I'll be having lunch in my room today. You can find me later, if you still want to.

[garudynamic]

Got it. I got some stuff to do this morning, but I'll stop by.

[He pauses.... then tosses the photos on the table. Whatever, let everyone see his great legs]

[cherryblooded]

[He's proud of you for not letting the Kingmaker get to you, son.

...now let's just hope this doesn't end as badly as he thinks it will.]

[captainobnoxious]

[excuse her she's taking one

she needs it to show shirazu that any man can crossdress and look moderately cute]