trusthell | WEEK 1.

WEEK 1.

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

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[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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[That just gets a bit of a dismissive handwave before he speaks again; he doesn't seem bothered by the non-apology, at any rate.]

Oh, don't worry, darling, yesterday wasn't a good look on anyone.

[...Mettaton doesn't apologize either, after all.

That said, he shrugs after a moment of consideration; might as well just- ]

I can tell you a bit about her, if you'd like. Dr. Alphys, I mean - if you're suspecting her, it's probably best to have a bit more information, right?

[Well look at that! An offer to tell stuff, and about Alphys, none the less! And it is coming from Mettaton.

Part of Mouri immediately jumps and shouts in his head "HE'S GOING TO MAKE HER LOOK GOOD. DON'T FORGET YOUR THEORY". The other part shushes it down because this is not the moment for that. Listen first, point fingers later]

I would like that! The more I understand her the better. There's no one in this place who would know more about her than you.

[Forgetting the knives, there's something else to do now]

Edited 2016-03-01 02:20 (UTC)

[That's...yes, let's abandon the knives for now, Mouri, that sounds like a good idea.]

Well, is there anything in particular you want to know? Consider it your chance for an exclusive interview! I don't know everything, of course, but I think I know enough.

That is good enough.

[Mouri sits down nearby and thinks for a moment]

First I suppose it'd be best to have a general impression of her personality. What can you tell me about that?

[Does a created robot feel the need to sing praises to its creator? Mouri wants to see that]

She's a total dork, actually.

[...NOPE, APPARENTLY NOT.]

She's practically a shut-in, she lives in her lab. Completely socially awkward. Spends all her time posing these stupid figurines and watching horrible animated shows. She really likes this one thing based on a...I think it's a dating simulator? It sounds like a dating simulator.

Anyway. She never treated me badly, if that's what you're wondering. Oh, she took her sweet time with my body, and I still don't know what's going on with that...but she's never been cruel to me or anything.

[Mettaton, that is no way of talking about your creator. What a faux pas.

Still, Mouri sees two possible paths to acquire more information. Let's try both, as both could be useful to know Alphys' motives to create something like Mettaton]

What were you created for, exactly? You mentioned yesterday something about another body. Is that related to that?

Edited 2016-03-01 03:35 (UTC)

I was created to entertain, naturally!

[He does seem pleased with this topic, anyway.]

I'm a performer, first and foremost - it's my sole desire in life, to entertain others. So that's my primary purpose.

Of course, my creation did benefit her in a lot of ways, too; certain things about my design were implemented to impress our ruler, and it really must have worked because she's the Royal Scientist now. But overall, I was created as an amusement robot, nothing else.

The other body...well, I got my first one a while back, but she showed me plans to make me a better one. The look of this one suits me, don't you think? So really, it was just a lot of waiting on her to finish this one.

She was almost done with it last I heard, but I hadn't debuted it or attempted to use it properly for any length of time. It was a recent implement, and it was still largely unfinished. Certainly nothing I'd want to use long-term yet! That's why I had to ask the Kingmaker about batteries the other day - from what I remember, I'm not supposed to use this body too much, it's energy consumption is really inefficient and the limbs have a tendency to break if I'm overloaded.

[Alright, so Dr. Alphys created a robot to entertain people. Leaping from that to locking people in a vault seems to be...a bit of a stretch. Mouri supposes now that Alphys wouldn't do that willingly, but still doesn't discard the chance of her being forced.

Still, Mettaton's information is being useful. That is good]

And so far...you haven't got any energy problems or anything like that? Everything is in order?

[It is basically the same situation than with Zagi's arm. Zagi had mentioned discomfort from that, which indicated it was a recent thing added to him. Perhaps Mettaton has something similar to that, somehow?]

...Actually, everything's seemed fine so far. The only problem I've had is that I can't use my magic at all, but that seems to be a common theme.

[Magic. You know what, after the whole end of the worlds, the talking bird and the general situation there's really no reason to doubt magic. What is this life turning into]

So it seems. Give me a minute to think...

[Mouri feels there's something he is forgetting but he can't guess what it is. There's something he feels he should ask but damn, he just can't remember what it is!]

Uuuh...I think...there's only one last question.

What other projects did Dr. Alphys have, besides you? Anything that needed a lot of work, or some sort of personal pet project, got any information about that?

[Oh. Ohhhh, that's happening. That's a question that just happened.

And while normally that shouldn't get him to freeze up, for some reason it does - it's not an obvious flinch, but there's still a good solid buffering period that happens before- ]

...Why...Well, why would I know about anything like that?

[...Oh boy.]

[Hah! Mouri does notice the slight pause but keeps himself carefully neutral. He already jumped the gun once, doing it twice and with the exact same person would be real stupid]

Because you are her creation, of course. You had access to her laboratory - I doubt she created you in the kitchen, so to speak - and yesterday you yourself said her work table is right there in the open, which to me shows she doesn't really try to hide what she does. It doesn't sound like she would hide projects anywhere...

...and especially not from somebody she created.

[...All right. All right, let's just...try to avoid mentioning a few things here and there and see how far this gets us.]

She doesn't hide her projects from me, no. We're friends. And there are a few things that I know about that she doesn't tell anyone.

None of her projects have anything to do with something like this, though. She couldn't go through with it. Even if somebody tried to force her, she wouldn't.

She'd sooner die than hurt anyone. That much I know is fact. No lies, no acting. Just the way things are.

...Mettaton-san, I didn't ask for anything related to this. Any side projects, even if it seems irrelevant, could be useful in some way.

[Not really. Any of Alphys' side projects are irrelevant. All Mouri is attempting is to evaluate how willing would Mettaton to cover for Alphys.

If there's one thing Mouri at least has a decent grasp on it is interpersonal relationships. One didn't need to be very perceptive to notice Mettaton is being protective, so Mouri is trying to see how far that would go.

He is even trying his best to memorize Mettaton's exact wording. That's how serious he is about this all right now]

[There's really only one option here, isn't there. He can't talk about everything, because no? Honestly, talking about most of it would be bad in this sort of setting - it's both about Alphys and himself, if he's going to be honest.

He smiles after a moment; it's about as fake as his tone was earlier.]

I'm sorry, but it's not really any of my business. Or yours! It's best left underground, where it belongs.

[Don't worry, Mettaton! Mouri may have progressed in his deductions but he doesn't have the slightest idea about anything that isn't what Mettaton has said. Everything secret is still secret.

Mouri laughs boisterously, trying to make as if he hadn't noticed Mettaton's earlier reticence at all. With some luck the robot will believe it, especially if yesterday's shenanigans really killed any sort of belief in Mouri's perceptiveness]

Hahahaha! That is fine! At least everything you said about your creator is helping to dispel any suspicion I had over her. I can see already she isn't the type to be involved in this Vault problem in any way!

[...more like Mouri has hit a wall. Mettaton was virtually his only chance to find out stuff about Alphys, and although it's clear by now Mettaton isn't bound by loyalty due to, um, being created by her, he IS hiding something about her. What it is...Mouri has no clue. Bah. The point is that now there's no way to find out about Alphys through some other way.

Looks like the only option is to prod the Kingmaker about other stuff, but for now...it is time to leave the Alphys theory aside]

Edited 2016-03-01 13:36 (UTC)

[Well, whether he believes it or not, it seems to relax him a good amount - at least, as much as something literally made of metal can give off that impression, you know how it goes. His demeanor is easier, anyway.]

I'm glad to hear it, darling! Tensions are high enough as it is without dragging Alphys into it.

...Particularly with some people being interested in the butcher block over there. Was there something wrong with the knives earlier?

{...You know, the knives you were staring at when he came in.]

Ah? The knives are fine. It's just that I don't like how they are so easily accessed by everyone. With the current situation having weapons around in plain sight isn't going to be of help.

[And it isn't like Mouri can take all the knives and keep them in his room. Nobody would accept that]

Oh! Well, if that's the concern, we might as well just confiscate everything but the tables. You can make anything into a weapon with enough force and a can-do attitude.

[...HE SAYS, CASUALLY, LIKE THIS ISN'T A CONCERN.]

...are you making fun of me?

[Because wow, Mettaton, that sounds so condescending it's amazing!]

Not really! I mean, am I wrong?

[...He's a really condescending person. Also amazing! He's pretty damn amazing, too, if he does say so himself.]

...well you are not wrong, practically anything can be used as a weapon. I sure know that very well.

[The amount of cases about bludgeoning made with random objects he has heard/investigated sure is astonishing]

But the knives are especially obvious. The problem is that nothing can be done about that, it isn't like we can go and destroy them, and no one in this place is trustworthy enough to keep them in their bedroom or something.

It is frustrating.

Well, we could always just arm everybody, so they all have a fighting chance if something happens.

[...That...that probably is not the solution anybody was looking for, but he's saying it in all sincerity anyway. It's a valid solution! Not a good one, but a valid one.]

...

[Mouri now wants to leave the kitchen. How is he expected to deal with this]

That suggestion was almost as bad as the one somebody made about eating your Majesty and Cherryblod-san.

[He wasn't there but word gets around, even if it may have been a bit modified...at least that is what Mouri hopes]

Oh, it was not - Cherryblod and the King are very much people, and it's not my fault that humans don't understand that right off.

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