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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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After a moment, he nods and turns to face him.]
I'll keep hoping. After all, I'm an optimist, aren't I? Can't give up on that just because things aren't going my way.
They'll be fine.
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They will. Don't give up hope on them just yet. If that was the way, then I'd have given up hope some time ago.
[Ha... haha... He nods.]
A bit of optimism goes a long way in any time.
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[Let's talk about literally anything other than his own problems. Maybe that'll make him feel better.]
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[...Not much of it, but the point still stands.]
That and the bloke, mister Joestar.
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[Reveal to Cherryblod your crush.]
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[He speaks with... fondness. Things he can't quite remember.]
Next thing I know, he saves my life again during some fire, and I find someone taking care of his injuries. [...] Can't say for certain, but I might as well put him down as the bravest chap I know.
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[He says it with nostalgia and fondness, despite the fact that he got himself thoroughly beaten up in that fight.]
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He. He can relate, Cherryblod.]
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W-what are you saying? I'm not... I barely know the bloke! And I dare say he's already gotten someone.
[Which is the real issue here.]
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That doesn't mean you can't date him. You just need their permission.
[Polyamory: more of a thing in Cherryblod's world than in jolly old England.]
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[He sounds mildly shocked. Those 19th century times, man. I tell you.]
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Do you not do that where you're from?
[No, Cherryblod.]
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Well... honestly it's a bit unheard of... I can't count that many sort of relationships that I know of right now.
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[somehow]
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[Embarrassing Speedwagon should not be as fun as it is.]
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[he is]
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[They're gonna get married someday.]