trusthell | Week 6.

WEEK 6
The number of Survivors left is dropping at a quick pace; the King got what he wanted, for better or for worse; Tarrlok and Lynne were victims of both fate and some sort of magic that most in the Vault still don't quite understand, and Misa Amane has been executed, not for her particular brand of "justice", but for murdering two innocent people.

It's been a bad week.

However, 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 sixth floor. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; you've done well. You've earned it.

SURVIVORS REMAINING: 14

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week six 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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But I... I...

[He breathes in, breathes out, tries to manage something a little more understandable for Yosuke's sake. He doesn't know. He doesn't know what the Sea of Death does to people.]

I knew there was a battle going on. I knew that I could come home and my family could be hurt or dead.

[That alone is almost too awful to consider.]

But with this - I could come home and see a monster with my daughter's face.

Edited (is there a tag I don't have to edit what is wrong with me) 2016-04-03 18:45 (UTC)

[ 'A monster with my daughter's face'

There's something instinctively horrific about that phrase. Something Yosuke doesn't need to be a father to understand at least on a deeply primal level. He shudders- Shadows were bad enough, showing your loved ones with twisted expressions and spewing bile. But that was, at least in his world, a natural thing. A part of your self and a part of the swirling deep sea of the unconsciousness that he can't understand but is still a natural part of.

He doesn't need to know details to know this is very much not natural]

But you haven't, not yet...

[There's still hope... if there wasn't he's pretty sure Cherryblod wouldn't be cooking. Or talking at all.]

[He shakes his head. It's true - he hasn't. Lobco could be fine. Maybe somebody's done something. Maybe Wadanohara sealed the Sea of Death away again-

-and doesn't that strike him wrong, that he's actually considering something that would kill a girl younger than his daughter as a possible solution. But it's better than his family being corrupted.]

I - you're right. I'm probably worried over nothing.

I didn't say that.

[Said firmly, but not unkindly]

I'd be more worried if you WEREN'T freaked out... I'm just saying that it's not hopeless, okay? So if you wanna scream and cry it's okay.

...Right. I know that.

[He's still sniffling but he's not crying outright at the moment.]

You're the smart one here, as always.

Hardly. I just got lucky and didn't have that bad of dreams.

[Intense, a little scary, and often utterly embarrassing. But compared to some of the others he's had, these tied up some things he needed closed pretty well. There was still a mystery to solve, but he felt much more secure with where he stood.

He's aware how lucky he is in that regard right now]

Still... if you need to talk you can always grab me, okay? I won't tell anyone.

[He can't stop Cherry from putting on a brave face for the others, but if he can help a little then he'll do what he can.]

[Cherryblod manages an actual smile, finally letting go of Yosuke.]

I will. Even if it's more crying than talking, I'll come to you first.

[There's a good chance that it might be. Especially if he gets more dreams in this vein.]

[He nods, and now that he's free he moves to the stove to turn it off. The eggs are a little over done on one side- but at least they didn't get smoked out]

I think you've fed a whole army already, huh?

[Oh yeah. He was cooking. He forgot.]

Probably. It's something to do that feels useful. Anyway, leftover eggs aren't bad.

Eggs and cupcakes. At least if the Kingmaker ever forgets to restock us we'll be okay.

Not a healthy diet. Remember to eat your vegetables even in a murder vault.

[Okay that makes him laugh]

Wow, sure thing dad, geeze.

[Sorry, did you think he was done hugging you? Because - well, he thought that too, and then Yosuke called him dad and suddenly hugs were imperative again.]