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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I'm not shy about it! I just didn't want to tell you when you could talk back.

[how could she be shy about this when she told the meeting yesterday that she hits her boyfriend and he likes it]

... Because I wasn't really sure what you'd say. Mostly. [She rubs her finger against the bench, staring forward determinedly.] Plus, how weird is it just to come and tell someone that? You seem weirded out by it. And I mean, I want you to feel weird, sure, but not like that. Get it?

[Humans are weird, fascinating creatures.]

I'm not weirded out!

[...]

All right, I'm slightly weirded out, but it's more because it's not something I'd considered...?

[He's. He's trying really hard.]

Is there anything else you're waiting to tell me? We can have another talk like that tonight, if you want.

[... Oh... Okay. That makes her feel better, and she'll sit up so she can lean on him.]

I'd like that. But there's nothing I want to tell you then that I can't just say right now, not really, since they're not half as weird. I just like touching you.

[...God, he's good at this, look at him go.]

Well, that's the other reason I'm offering. You're not the only one who likes that.

[Good job, Mettaton... You're really getting better at this.]

I still wish you could touch mine, as dangerous as that could be. I bet it feels nice. I mean, it's nice holding yours, anyway, really warm and kind of soft and so you. There's no denying that. I mean, I'm sure all monster souls are like that, but... yeah.

I've actually never held anyone else's, so I wouldn't know.

[Just the same, the discussion is...nice? He doesn't know why, but. It is.]

...It's good, though. Knowing that you like holding mine.

[...IT'S NICE BUT IT'S AWKWARD.]

[... This is nice but it's awkward.

But like, the nice is really winning out, and since she so really wants to kiss him she's just going to hold his hand instead. That. That works.]

Why wouldn't I? I mean, I guess you can't hold your own soul, so you wouldn't know, but it is really nice. Kind of like a quiet kitten.

[...]

Except it's not really fuzzy. And your frame of reference for a cat is one I frankly don't trust, so I'm going to cover you in them when we get to Dalsnes.

...I'd like that, actually. I mean, I do know someone else back home that looks a bit like my employee does, so I'm going to guess that she's also a cat. But she's...something else. Not bad! Just convinced that she's going to marry me someday.

[...Catty is. Interesting. Um.]

[.................]

Well, she's not. So. Yeah.

[... man why is she bothered by some fan thinking she's gonna marry her boyf it doesn't even matter anymore]

Anyway. I like your laugh too. It's really nice, and I like making you laugh. Even over stupid stuff.

[He wouldn't have married her anyway, don't worry.]

...You manage that better than most people, you know.

[Ah, there's a nice punchy feeling again. Don't mind if she just plays with his hand then. She needs something to busy hers.]

... Yeah?

Mhm.

[He'll very gladly let her do that, don't worry, if for no better reason than it gives him something to focus his gaze on in the meantime.]

Don't worry too much about it, because I'm not usually upset, but sometimes I'm happy because I genuinely am and sometimes I'm happy because other people would find it depressing if the celebrity they're living vicariously through isn't doing well. So I have to perform in front of people a lot, even when I'm not working.

You told me not to perform in front of you, and honestly, I don't.

[Ooooohh my goooood she knew it and that nice feeling still isn't going the fuck away. It's like a twisty tentacle sea beast has just dragged itself onto land, knotted itself against a rock, and is slowly dying.

Don't mind if she just makes some happy noises instead of talking at first. Cross her legs to resist kicking her feet. Lean against him a little more because she hates that she took up a challenge where she can't kiss him until he kisses her again this was the worst idea in the whole world and Cherryblod cannot be proven right.]

I... Um. [Sigrun's clearing her throat a little, very sternly not looking at Mettaton and squeezing his hand tighter.] Thanks. I thought you might not be, but hearing it is different.

[It's... a nice different, obviously. A very "I'm going to deck someone" feeling.]

... You make me feel the way troll hunts do.

[And somewhere in there he acknowledges that that's probably the highest compliment she could have given him, and while he's both used to and deserving of praise and compliments in his opinion, something like that is...

It's. Something. The sort of feeling that makes you want to put somebody's head through a wall? Either way, it gets him to shut the actual hell up for a good long moment, and that probably says more than actual words.

...Either way, she's not going to be waiting long for him to actually kiss her, because that kind of warranted it.]

[-- Oh, oh good, she did a real big good, she gets to tell Cherryblod that she won and Misa that she got kissed again and both of them that she told Mettaton he makes her feel the way troll hunts do but most important of all

is that she gets to kiss her boyfriend back, like she's been wanting to do. Very sweet? Like, if she had to describe it, this is a Very Sweet moment.

... Probably something Cherryblod's going to sparkle at, she's realizing when she leans back a little.]

I like it when you kiss me first, too. [While she's uh. Being embarrassing and telling hard truths.] I mean, not that I have a problem with doing it first or anything like that.

Week 6.

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