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

[blastiarm]

Yep. I was taken in by an orphanage there. I didn't really get along with the other kids, but that's not really surprising. I don't really get along with anyone.

[Clearly this isn't a big deal at all.]

[clubleader]

Really? We seem to be getting along just fine, though.

[blastiarm]

Huh, yeah. That's probably because you don't know me at all.

[clubleader]

But you can't be that bad. Unless you've got some big secret you're hiding from everyone.

[blastiarm]

Maybe I am. Wouldn't that be hilarious?

[MAYBE HE ACTUALLY IS, UM]

[clubleader]

That'd depend on the secret.

[ She stretches, sitting on one of the tables. ] We all have our secrets, though.

[blastiarm]

Exactly. I don't think there's any reason to worry about it right now.

[clubleader]

Probably not. If the time comes for us to worry about it, then we'll worry about it then.