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

[amygdalae]

...I noticed.

[The fact Mettaton is delivering that gently kind of surprises him a bit. But in a good sort of way.]

It's not that I don't appreciate the concern, but I know myself best, at least in this matter. Even without the dreams and everything that's happened I'm already not a stranger to sleeping problems.

[Having them just kind of... made them more prominent, he supposes.]

[ratingspoint]

[Okay, how do you...attempt to have tact about this. He's been trying very hard to have tact lately.]

I'm not trying to say that you don't, sweetheart. But the penalty for falling asleep outside your bedroom is probably a little rougher here than it is back home.

[...It's in poor taste to say it, maybe, but it is a concern.]

[amygdalae]

[When Mettaton says that its quick enough to see where his concerns lie - and obviously, Bruce has of course thought of that. He's not so foolhardy as to risk himself out like this... despite his history.]

I know. [He gives a small smile, hopefully of reassurance.] But I'll make sure it won't happen to me, so don't worry. If I do start to get tired I'll be sure to get back to my room.

[He's got it all covered.]