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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. |
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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...mostly back to normal. There are a few rooms he's avoiding, but as long as nobody calls him on it, it's fine.
He spends much of the day in the game room, messing around with a deck of cards. Seems he's been playing solitaire for a while. He's got a piece of paper and a pen next to him, but it's blank for the moment.
The other place he can be found - the other place he thinks Mettaton won't be - is the dojo. He's doing various exercises: stretches, push-ups, the works.
In the evening, his door (22), is open, though he isn't seeking out company exactly. It's just an option, if somebody needs it after the announcement. That's what he's there for.]
Room 22
Mettaton won't be just...coming in, though, he's found enough decorum to knock today. So there's that.]
Sweetheart, do you have a minute...?
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Don't I always for you, my dear?
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[He's not going to push that angle, though, and he'll close the door behind him after he enters the room proper.]
Are you doing all right?
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[This is a lie.
Cherryblod's sitting on the bed, and there's enough space for Mettaton to join him, so it'd seem strange if he didn't invite him to sit down, right?]
Have a seat.
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...You owe me a favor, you know. I don't know if you remember, it was weeks ago. But I traded you some things and we agreed you would owe me a favor later in exchange for it.
Is that still good?
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Are you calling it in now?
[Cherryblod folds his hands in his lap, unfolds them. He's trying not to look tense and probably failing.]
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Game Room
Are you winning? [ He knows he's playing Solitaire, but still.]
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Not winning enough that I wouldn't rather play something with another person.
[It's solitaire, really, who cares.]
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What do you play?
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All types of poker, blackjack, I've played go fish with my nephew before too.
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[He played it with Misa for secrets - that's how she found out first.]
Poker I can do.
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Dojo
And look at that, some company!]
Hello, Cherryblod. Do you mind if I train with my Pokemon in here with you?
[Klinklang is already making its way over to Cherryblod to say hi too.]
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Not at all. I'd like to see that, actually.
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My goal today is to work out Beheeyem's moves, to see if he is able to use the ones that I remember from my dream.
[As if on cue, Beheeyem appears from behind Colress. A shy one, this guy.]
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Hello, Beheeyem. How are you doing today?
[...Not that Beheeyem can answer in words, but Colress will probably be able to read his body language better than Cherryblod can.]
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He offers a wave, making an eerie ringing noise which must be his voice.
Colress indeed offers a possible translation!]
He is still getting used to his surroundings and all of the new people. I believe he is doing rather well though, all things considered.
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That's good to hear. I'm looking forward to seeing you do your best today.
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game room
Teasingly, ]
I think it'll be a tight race for the victory.
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The game's been close so far. It's anyone's guess who'll win.
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Well, you'll both be winners, as far as I'm concerned.
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How are you doing?
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As well as I can be. And you?
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[This is a lie, but he's pretty good about not making it sound like one.]
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