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

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[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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[...He'll start playing with his hair after a while, just for something to do with his hands.]

Don't apologize to me for this. It's fine.

...I know you're mad at me and you have the right to be. We can talk about that or not talk about that, that's fine, whatever you want.

But I don't want to lose you, not to anything. Maybe that's selfish too, but it's scarier than anything else that could happen here.

[Dying doesn't even come close.]

...It's not like I plan on dying here.

[It's. Not much. But it's something.]

Know you don't. Had to say it anyway.

[His voice is still kind of muffled on the basis that he doesn't seem to want to take his face away from Mettaton's chest.]

[He's just...quiet for a moment at that. Give him a second.]

If you want to talk, then fine. But if I decide I don't want to discuss it anymore, we're going to stop. All right?

That's fine. Whenever you want to stop, we'll stop.

[He scoots back a ways.]

Good!

[...]

...Where are we starting, then.

[okay look we can have "trying to be sane and rational" or we can have "not an emotionally constipated clusterfuck," we can't have both]

You are or were mad at me. Start there?

Well, it's not like that's news to anyone.

[And...?]

Could you explain why?

...You said yourself that I have the right to be angry with you.

Tell me why you think that, first.

Admitting to my history publicly makes me an 'acceptable' target and is, admittedly, pretty stupid.

More or less, sweetheart.

If this many people weren't dead, I'd ask you to have a little more faith in my ability to protect myself. But that's a stupid thing to say now, so I won't.

...It would be easier not to care if stupid people got themselves killed, wouldn't it.

[And that...sounds weirdly like a trick question somehow, but.]

...It always is.

[It's not intended to be, really.]

I envy you for that. I couldn't manage it. No matter what stupid thing you could possibly do to get hurt, I would still cry buckets.

It's always been really easy for me, actually.

[And so is that admission, and everything that comes after it, even though he suspects it shouldn't be.]

Everyone here seems to have some sort of problem with being that way. But I really think they're overcomplicating things... It doesn't have to be as hard as they're making it out to be.

Apparently that's messed up. But that doesn't really matter to me.

You're not messed up.

[It matters to him, so it comes out firm.]

You're better at keeping your distance emotionally than the rest of us. That's not wrong or bad. It's a skill I don't have and I'm not sure I'd want to, but it's not wrong.

...I just don't see why people wouldn't do that sort of thing.

[He shrugs a bit.]

If you want to get anywhere in life, you have to be prepared and willing to cut people off who hold you back. You won't get what you want without sacrificing important things, that's just how the world works.

You're not wrong - everyone makes sacrifices, there's no one who hasn't done that. It's just that people have different priorities, that's all.

I'd rather keep my family close to me than 'get anywhere in life'. Even here.

Well, here "getting ahead in life" means "staying alive in the first place." And really, I can't care about people who aren't going to do whatever they can for the same goal. It's just holding me back.

So you can do or say whatever you want to everyone else. I'm not going to stop you, because it's not my choice to make. But I can't care about people who are going to point targets on themselves.

Sorry.

...Mm. That's fair.

[It hurts, but it's fair.

He leans back in again to lightly kiss Mettaton's forehead, just for a moment, then stands up.]

I'll get out of your way, then.

I understand if you don't want to talk to me anymore, knowing that.

[He shrugs again, the gesture light and vague; his expression is dissonant as hell, given the situation.]

But it doesn't mean I don't like you.

Not at all. You're my dear son and I love you no matter what you say or do.

[Even if it's painful, it'd be more painful to try and avoid him.]

Fantastic! Because you've been really great, and I do like talking to you.

So it's good to know this isn't going to come between us like that.

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