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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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[Well, at least one other person isn't going to freak out about it.
One cup of rose-hip tea, coming right up.]
That it is. I could probably wear my outfits twice before washing them, but I'd rather put in the extra work and feel cleaner.
[Fussy about cleanliness? A little.]
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[After roller slipper sessions, apparently???]
At least it looks cute on you. Bet your wife would appreciate it.
[WINK WINK oh my god]
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[Pictured: the face of a man who knows he is pulling this off.]
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Definitely. Who knows, maybe you'll pull some other fun stuff out of there.
[............]
Like the slippers with wheels on them, not the... never mind.
[BRING A VIBRATOR HOME TO YOUR WIFE, JUST DO IT]
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I know what you mean. Though, I'm not sure how well those slippers would work underwater.
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Oh, yeah, I guess they might not... Well, there's definitely gotta be some stuff that will work underwater!
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I hope so. I'd like to come out of this experience with something to show for it, aside from fond memories.
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[He means to include meeting Zagi in there, for some reason.]
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[cherryblod no]
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[He's smiling, so apparently they're still in 'joke about people dying' mode.
Disaster friends.]
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oh wait.]
Huh?
[nnnnnno wait, hang on--]
Some of your fond memories are with me?
[It's not that he can't believe that, because he is awesome, but it's not something he was expecting to hear. No one strokes his ego.]
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[HIS EGO IS ALREADY PRETTY RIDICULOUS...]
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[why is he making it worse]
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[he's a bratty not-teenager who likes to rub it in the adults' faces that he's better than they are, do you blame them]
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[Not really. Not at all.]
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[And despite the cocky tone and smirk he's actually really touched, okay.]
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[And he really is. He gets the feeling not many people are in this position.]
Your tea's ready.
[He sets the cup down in front of Zagi. Enjoy.]
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Oh, great.
[He'll just hop up on the counter again and pick up the teacup to wait for it to cool a bit.]
Thanks.
[And it sounds sort of awkward because he's not used to thanking people, but it is appreciated.]
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You're welcome.
[He'll just settle down with his own cup of tea.]
Any plans for the day?
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[He doesn't usually sleep for long periods of time and just takes naps throughout the day but uh. That's not very useful here...]
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[...Not all the way to death, of course. That'd make the investigation really easy.]
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[Even though they are friends, somehow.]
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