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

[ratingspoint]

She'd probably throw them at you.

[...he says, like that isn't a deterrent and is instead something you'd probably appreciate.]

[blastiarm]

[!!!!!!!!!!]

Okay, so I'm definitely going to your world.

[Shirazu's, Yosuke's, and Mettaton's. Dear god.]

[ratingspoint]

Oh, we'd love to have you. It's not often we see humans, after all, and it's always cause for a lot of interest when they show up.

[ahahahahahahahahaha, dear god she'd kill you

That said, though, the idle string-plinking is actually starting to sound like something; it's pretty easy once he's actually figured out a starting point. Maybe the dumb little stringed thing won't be so bad.]

[blastiarm]

I'm definitely going to drop by, then.

[He listens to that with his head tipped slightly to the side.]

...That one sounds really nice too.

[ratingspoint]

It's from a stage show I'm working on. You'd like the ending, it involves dropping my true love into a dungeon and trying to set them on fire.

[...This is why he likes you, by the way.]

You can play with it a bit, if you like. I don't mind.

[blastiarm]

That sounds incredible! I hope you finish it up by the time I get to your world!

[zagi how do you plan on accomplishing that-- okay never mind, you never have plans.]

Oh, yeah, sure, let me try!

[He'll be careful!! With the metal hand, at least.]

[ratingspoint]

Go ahead, then.

[And he'll just pass it over - honestly, he wants to see what you produce with it...]

[blastiarm]

[plink plink plink

...

plinkplinkplink]

Huh. How'd you make this look so easy?

[He doesn't seem too frustrated, just confused. Zagi's never played a musical instrument and he has no talent with music, so this is going as poorly as you'd expect.]

[ratingspoint]

I make a lot of things look easy, darling.

[It's light, though. Still not terribly self-aware, but light.]

Some of it is experimenting, some of it is watching other people.

[blastiarm]

Well yeah, I do a lot of that too.

[zagi.........]

I don't really have any interest in music, but this is kind of nice.

[plink plink plink]

[ratingspoint]

Any reason...?

[like, do you dislike it or is it just something you don't have time for or what]

[blastiarm]

Nah, not really. It's not something that ever caught my interest, I guess. I always preferred fighting.

[ratingspoint]

[Huh.]

So it's something you've been doing for a long time, then...

[blastiarm]

Since I was a kid, yeah. I've always been the best.

[He says, like this is a fact.]

[ratingspoint]

...You really would like Undyne.

[dear god.]

I was built for both, personally - entertainment and combat. I prefer performing, obviously, but once in a while I'll broadcast my fights. People in the Underground like watching that kind of thing, the more intense the better.

[blastiarm]

Oh yeah? What do you fight? Monsters?

[...........uh]

[ratingspoint]

Of course!

[I MEAN HE'S NOT WRONG????]

[blastiarm]

Cool! What kind of monsters do you have in your world? Are they shadows like Yosuke's or are they animal-monsters like the ones I'm familiar with?

[Except the ones that aren't animals, obviously.]

[ratingspoint]

[...uh]

Oh...no, no, they're neither - they're more like Cherryblod. They're people.

[blastiarm]

Oh.

[He tips his head a bit, thinking about that.]

But they're still called monsters? I guess your world's a lot different than mine.

[ratingspoint]

Well, what else would we be called? We're not humans, darling.

[blastiarm]

...Huh. Fair enough!

[And that seems to be it as far as he's concerned. Here you go, take your ukulele back.]

Hey, maybe you should teach me those songs sometime. If I'm really bored, that is.

[ratingspoint]

You can come see me at any time, sweetheart; I never mind company.

[blastiarm]

Yeah. I'll keep that in mind.

[METTATON NO DON'T OFFER HIM THAT, YOU'LL REGRET IT]