WEEK 1.

[trustharder]

WEEK 1 As much as this sounds like a bad joke all around, it looks like one thing is being played completely straight: you're not going anywhere. After the Kingmaker has answered your questions (or, well, perhaps it's more accurate to say he didn't answer them, at least as far as most of those little Q&A sessions went), you'll be left up to your own devices – feel free to continue exploring and getting to know your fellow Survivors for the next several days. Should you want to eat something you're free to use the kitchen before 10PM, but after that the doors will be locked and no amount of fussing with the locks or trying to break them down will get them to budge. And no, the robot cannot punch them in for you. Notably, though, starting bright and early on Monday morning (or maybe just early, since there aren't any windows) you'll be treated to the most unholy damn noise – it's very definitely an electric siren of some sort, probably some kind of klaxon, blaring out over the PA system. It only blasts once, but really, for something that loud, once is enough. This will happen every morning at 7AM and again in the evenings at 10PM. You'll be able to hear it no matter what room you're in. There isn't any punishment for sleeping through it, but you don't want to waste the day in bed, now do you? (Unless you were out exploring all last night. In which case, go back to bed, damn.) SURVIVORS REMAINING: 27

MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week one of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!

There are also two new posts for the sake of contacting the jerk who's keeping you here, to be used at your leisure!]

Comments

[amygdalae]

[Hmmmmm. That's... something.]

Have you tried to ask him yet?

[It can't hurt. The phone's there and everything, after all. As for the next part... he gives a nod. He had been writing pretty much everything down during the entire meeting.]

It's not entirely out of the realm of possibility. [But it doesn't quite make sense. Why would it be specific parts and not just one whole portion? It's not as if selective amnesia didn't exist, but still--its odd.] What do you think of it yourself?

[ratingspoint]

I...haven't yet, no. As as for the theory...

[When he laughs a bit it's almost sheepish, awkward in a way that he usually isn't.]

I don't know. I guess it makes sense? My body was finished, I was transferred over, and then something happened and the world ended. It's the same thing with Zagi, right? He was in the castle, and then something happened and his arm was ripped off, and then his world ended. That...could have happened, maybe?

[He hesitates for a moment.]

I'm sorry, I...I'm an amusement robot, remember? I was built to be gorgeous and rich and entertain people. And I'm very good at those things! But I'm not sure how useful I can be here.

[amygdalae]

[Bruce nods as he listens to Mettaton's response. Flawed or not anything from anybody helps now when they have zero things to go on. Somebody might always somehow think of that that could lead them in the right direction.

At the apology, though, Bruce is quick to raise his hands up slightly, palms facing forward in sort of an awkward gesture to try and pacify Mettaton.]

Oh, no, its perfectly alright. Anything helps right now, honestly. [Attempts... a smile???] Don't worry about that so much. I think we could all use some entertainment around here, personally.

[HE'S REALLY TRYING TO HELP.]

[ratingspoint]

A few others have told me that too. And I do agree with you! Really, I appreciate it.

[...WE'RE...TRYING, THERE'S A LOT OF TRYING HAPPENING HERE.]

It's really sweet of you.

[amygdalae]

[This round should have been called 'try harder' instead.]

We're all stuck here together after all, at least until we find a way out. I think its important we look out for one another.

[If they can at least trust each other enough to not kill one another, surely they can figure something out eventually.]

[ratingspoint]

[And that...strikes him a little oddly for some reason, but he does what he can to dismiss it; it's nothing bad or anything, just...strange, and he doesn't really know what to do with it.]

I'll do my best to keep everyone's spirits up, then. It's the least I can do for the rest of you.

[amygdalae]

I'm certain we all will appreciate it.

[And perhaps it may not be the best, but its the thought that counts. They could all do with a little livening up to keep spirits high.]

Thank you in advance. [Here, he's doing that polite bowing just with his head thing.]

[ratingspoint]

[Ah...that gets him to laugh a bit at least, though it isn't biting.]

You don't have to thank me for it! I've always wanted to perform for humans, actually - this isn't how I thought I'd get to do it, but that doesn't mean I won't give it my all anyway.

[amygdalae]

[Its nice to hear that laugh. Bruce's smile widens just a little, settling into something that feels more assured.]

Treat this as practice, then, for the real thing. Never hurts to do a little warm up.