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WEEK 8.
Another two Survivors have died this week. Shirazu and Aiden both cared deeply for their families and ultimately, their lives were lost because of an incentive targeting their loved ones. Who will fall victim to an incentive this week? Who will survive? That's up to you all, isn't it? Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; there aren't any bodies to be found on Sunday morning. But that doesn't mean the night was uneventful - it seems something else may have brought you some newfound clarity. Or perhaps not... If you venture up to the seventh floor, you'll find that there aren't another set of stairs leading upwards. It seems that this is as high as you can go. You're free to explore, of course, but you won't have any new rooms to discover. |
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[OOC: Welcome to week eight of Trustfell! Save your threads for coins and the coming week's activity check; don't forget to check in to this week's activity check and submit your memory regains!
The text and calling posts are still active, for the sake of contacting the jerk who's keeping you here, to be used at your leisure!]
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It really does work better with a beat.]
I said a hip hop,
The hippie, the hippie,
To the hip, hip hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.
Now, what you hear is not a test - I'm rappin' to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet.
...that's as much as I remember.
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Not really sorry. But yes. Laughing her goddamn ass off. Give her like a goddamn minute, man.]
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[Okay, now he's really embarrassed.]
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It does make her wish she'd found more to surprise Mettaton with though.]
It's not if you're good or not I just-- It's so weird to hear you sing like that! It's not even really a song, it's more like... I guess it's kind of like what I do, but it's different somehow, and that's weird.
[Ah, ah... Let her wipe a tear... So good...]
Ahh, it kind of makes me regret not asking bombshell to sing for me... He could do it all, you know? Kind of wish I could've gotten a song out of him. It would've been nice since I did one for him.
[Such regret. But that's something she'll write more later.]
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He would have if you'd asked.
[Let's talk about literally anything other than his rapping.]
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[Flattered and pleased like the egotistical swamp eagle he was.]
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[So... as abrupt as it was, as it felt, they did spend a good amount ruining his reputation and causing his ratings to suffer.]
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[He'll try to keep his regrets at bay.]
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And yet it feels like it's not enough. There's so few things I'd give just to talk to him again, mostly so I could remind him how damn stupid he is. Stupid asshole.
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[As soooon unfair as that is, because Cherryblod should absolutely get first dibs on Mettaton. But reprimands come first, hugs and kisses second.]
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[Now he's actually worried that's a possibility?]
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[... Admittedly licking him isn't the same as crying on him but still.]
Sides! Nothing I can't fix probably if it ends up happening! I haven't got much mechanic skills, but I know a few things about what might be inside that guy.
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[What... else would she have done...]
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[........]
I just took some advice from pigtails. That ended up going as badly as her other suggestions.
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[???????]
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this is fine.]
She told me to French him.
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-wait, how do you French a robot...?
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[......... yeah.]
He was very surprised by it. So I won.
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...That's not normally how you do it, but I suppose I can't blame you.
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[Closed mouth kisses are perfectly fine and soul touching is the most intimate action she's ever getting.]
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[Why is he considering it now.]