trusthell | Week 4.

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!]

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... you... aren't still with them now though, right?

[He has a wife, a kid...]

No, I'm not. I left that life two hundred years ago.

[If there's anything he can say in his own defense, it's that it's been a long time since he's been a gangster.]

...

Is that why you're like you are now. Because of who you were?

I'm how I am now because of my family, mostly. If it wasn't for her, I don't know if I ever would have reformed, and my daughter brings out more kindness in me than I would have imagined I could have, back then.

...But, Yosuke. Even if you do hate me for this - nothing I've said to you has been a lie or fake. You're dear to me, and you always will be.

[He needs Yosuke to know that.]

It's... not my job to judge you or anything like that. It happened way before I was born.

I'm not saying it's okay, but... I think you're doing what you can to make up for it.

[It's easier to say when it's not people he knew or loved. He wonders if this is how Yu felt when they confronted Adachi, who had been his friend]

[The first time someone had heard this story and told him they didn't hate him, he had burst into tears.

Apparently that's just a thing with his sons, because he's sniffling again now.]

Thank you - thank you...

[He makes his way over to the bed, sitting down. If just to show he's still accepting of his friend]

I'm... still not sure how to think of the whole thing, but... hell we gotta stick together right now, right?

[Don't mind him while he wipes his eyes a bit.]

Nothing will be helped by turning on each other. You're right.

[It's just that people so easily forget that.]

[He wonders if he's doing the right thing. If he's a huge hypocrite for... well not forgiving, it's not his place to forgive anything. But for accepting this. If Saki hates him.

But he can't accept the idea of not having Cherryblod here. He just can't. He's never hidden the fact that he's selfish]

...it's scary though. If everyone finds out... someone might not take it well.

[Might see Cherryblod as a threat that needs to be removed. Or someone they can attack without guilt]

Mettaton knows already, so there's one person who knows who doesn't hate my guts.

...There is another person who didn't take it well at all...

[And he's still not sure if mentioning her name is the right thing to do or not.]