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trusthell2016-02-29 11:32 am
trustharder) wrote in trusthell2016-02-29 11:32 am
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.) |
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!]
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It's like those neon jumpsuits; there's got to be a way to make them look good, despite them being so garish.
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[His closet has stayed very firmly shut]
Mind if I take a look at it?
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[He'll actually pass it over easily enough; he sort of wants to see what you're going to do with it, buddy.]
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And start strumming out a song. It's not great, but it's recognizable as something... Mettaton likely doesn't recognize at all]
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i mean other than cause to get kind of excited but this is mettaton so pretty much everything is cause to get kind of excited-]
Oooh - you're a natural at this, aren't you? That's wonderful!
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Hey. No hard feelings about the other day, right?
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[He gives Mettaton a doe-eyed look of confusion, clearly not remembering what he means. When it hits he waves his hands awkwardly to wipe it away]
D-don't worry about it! I got a little worked up and jumped the gun is all. I... had to deal with someone being killed pretty recently so, you know...
[He's a sensitive jumpy teenager, okay]
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[Oh, shit, yeah, that would- ]
Sorry about that, sweetheart, I had no idea - it's fine, I'm not upset about it or anything. Just wanted to make sure that it's nothing that's going to be a problem later.
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[He scratches at his arm]
I... do that. It's not a big deal.
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But maybe that's why we have people like me here - I do a lot of keeping people's spirits up back home. Hopefully I can do that for some of you here, too.
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