Week 6.

[trustharder]

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!]

Comments

[cherryblooded]

You'll find a way. It'll be hard, probably agonizingly painful, but you'll keep on going, somehow. And it'll get less painful.

[It's not experience that tells him that, exactly, because he's never lost his family - but...]

It's natural to shut down for a while after something like that. I've never had to go through it, because I've never been through that much trauma, but I've seen it in my daughter.

[penduli]

What happened to your daughter?

[ —asking about other people's traumas isn't something you do, ordinarily, and Black winces. ]

Sorry, it's not my place to ask, I... you don't have to say.

[cherryblooded]

...it might help you, so I think she wouldn't mind.

Lobco was tortured for a few months. For the longest time after that, she was barely functioning. I could barely get her to eat, she didn't talk, she wouldn't leave the house... I worried she'd be like that the rest of her life.

She's doing better now. Not a hundred percent, because that kind of experience leaves a mark. But she can smile and mean it, and she has dreams again, and she's forgiven herself for what happened.

It's not the same, but people can recover from nearly anything with time and support.

[penduli]

[ Ah. ]

I'm happy to hear she's doing better. It must be terrifying to see your child go through that. [ ...it must be terrifying to think of people he cares about going through it here, too. Black squeezes Cherryblod, then leans away. Not pulling away entirely; the hug is too nice for that, and he gets the feeling they sort of both need it right now. ] I... won't make promises, because I'm sure I won't really be in the mood to do much of anything, so... thank you in advance for worrying?

[ ...right? ]

[cherryblooded]

[He'll be here for this hug as long as Black needs it, and honestly it's helping him a lot, too.]

It's nothing you've got to thank me for. Just something that comes along with caring about people and having friends - having to support them in their hardest times.

[penduli]

You should take gratitude when you're given it, Mr. Cherryblod, or people'll start taking you for granted.

[cherryblooded]

You're probably right, but it's a hard habit to break.

[He just wants to help.]

[penduli]

Just start accepting thanks instead of saying there's no need for it. [ Aka: Just shut up— ]

[cherryblooded]

...Okay, then I accept your thanks.

[This feels really weird?]

[penduli]

[ ...snicker. Sorry, Cherryblod, you sounded sort of funny— ]

You'll get used to it hopefully.

[cherryblooded]

You're laughing at me.

[Black's so mean.]

[penduli]

No I'm not! [ yes he is ] Promise. I'm just... happy you tried?

[cherryblooded]

Alright, I suppose...

[He's not sure he believes that, but he'll try.]