Week 2.

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WEEK 2 Two people are dead. Ken Kaneki has been murdered, Reaver has been executed - and perhaps most uncomfortably, the Conductor is proud of you all for adhering to due process. (As always, by which he means that there is a process, and you all are certainly doing it.) Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; come Sunday morning, the clock chimes the hour at seven o'clock and there are no dead bodies to be found, so it can be assumed that all of you are safe for the time being. That said, you'll be feeling a little groggy when you wake up; it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... However, once you've shaken that off, there are new things to be looked at; the previously closed-off area near the kitchen has been unlocked, and there's a new floor to be explored - consider it your reward for a job well done. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 27

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week two 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 as well!

The Letters and Switchboard 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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the ballroom

[blazeit]

[ Bakugou's trying to keep up some vague sense of routine here, so when she comes through the ballroom, he's going through some stretches, but breaks for when she comes on. ]

Yo, falling gi... uh.

[ She's crying.

Bakugou isn't equipped for this. ]

[charcoalfeather]

[so sorry, Bakugou. Rakka's just been hit with a case of the Feels. She notices him standing there, at least, which leads to more sleeve wiping.]

I... I'm fine.

[Nope. Still crying.]

[blazeit]

Your eyes are still dripping liquids [ crying, Bakugou, the word is crying... ] so I kinda don't believe that.

[ He points at her, not accusingly or anything, just kind of... pointing. ]

Make a fist. Don't ask questions, just do it.

[ THINGS ARE ABOUT TO GET SHONEN, RAKKA, IS YOUR BODY READY. ]

[charcoalfeather]

I-I'm sorry... [hic, sniffle.] I'm trying... not to...!

[Unfortunately, Rakka was not strong enough to resist the force of breaking into tiny, hiccup-y sobs. Kaneki died. And it was right there.

And she almost doesn't notice Bakugou pointing at her. What is... what is going on right now.]

Uhh... [WHY... NOT?] O-okay?

[She's making a fist now. SHE'S A SLICE OF LIFE, WHAT IS THIS?]

[blazeit]

[ We're about to get seriously shonen here, Rakka, hold onto your metaphorical hat. ]

Okay, now grip really hard. And then...

[ Time for a practical demonstration. Bakugou also makes a fist, holds it for a few moments, and then points accusingly at nowhere in particular. ]

Screw you, Conductor!! We're better than that, so you can fuck right on off!!!

[ There's a pause. He relaxes his posture and turns back to Rakka. ]

Okay, now you.

[charcoalfeather]

[She's holding on for dear life right now, and following his lead up until he decides to let out that shout at nothing. Now she's kind of lost.]

Uhh, you want me to... [Hmm...

Actually, sure. Why not? She's going to embrace her inner shonen and give this a try!]

Okay. Here I go.

[Breath in, and out, and with one fist clenched, she points at a bit of wall in the ballroom.]

S-SCREW YOU, CONDUCTOR! JUST, uh, EFF OFF ALREADY, AND LEAVE US ALONE!

[Just two kids, screaming at the air.]

[blazeit]

[ cathartic ]

So, how was that. Usually telling somebody to fuck off makes me feel better.

[ We don't all have massive superiority-inferiority complexes, though. ]

[charcoalfeather]

[Rakka still feels a little foolish for shouting at a wall like that.]

Umm, it's... okay. I guess? I've never done that before.

[Sure is a little flustered now because she sure did swear. Good thing her parents - whomever they are - aren't in this place.]

[blazeit]

There's a first time for everything, yeah? Besides, when you're in a shitty situation, you gotta do whatever you need to, to make it through.

[ And gosh, there's no shame in swearing!! Okay, he doesn't think there's any shame in it... ]

[charcoalfeather]

Whatever you need to do? [There's a lesson to be learned from that. but did it need to involve swearing?]

I guess that means that if I ever need to shout really loudly at something, then I'll be okay. [Giggles. A little joking never hurt anyone, right?]

[blazeit]

Hey, you never known when your niche talent is gonna come in handy.

[ And if not, Bakugou has got everybody covered on being a Loud Person... ]

[charcoalfeather]

I guess so. But, I wouldn't want to take your talent from you. [hehehehehe....]

[blazeit]

It'll be years before you can compete with me on loudness!!

[ ... Which is probably true, Bakugou has years of yelling loudly for no reason on him. ]

[charcoalfeather]

[Oh, it is absolutely true. Someone like Rakka wasn't going to reach the level of anime loudness that Katsuki processed without some work.]

You're probably right. You do have the "Volatile" title, after all. [Which pretty much hits the nail on the head, honestly. If this conversation has meant anything.]

I guess I'll just have to find whatever my talent is and work on that.

[blazeit]

... If your talent's got anything to do with being unerasable, then, well. I think that might be kinda tough to figure out.

[ He isn't sure what not being erasable even entails, honestly. ]

[charcoalfeather]

Hrmm.... maybe it somehow means that I'm permanent! Like a marker?

[....Bless her, but Rakka's been grasping at straws for a while now.]

[blazeit]

[ Bless her indeed, that's precious, but... yeah, Bakugou gets the feeling that's not what the Conductor meant. ]

... Yeah, I don't think that's it. And I guess the Conductor isn't just gonna tell you, huh?

[charcoalfeather]

[Just a quiet groan of frustration.] I can't remember! How am I supposed to know what it means?

.... He hasn't, but I mean, I've never asked before.

[hmmm.]

[blazeit]

He probably won't tell you, but you may as well ask, yeah? Maybe he'll let slip with something.

[charcoalfeather]

[Rakka thinks it over, putting the whole plan into perspective. Might not work, but how did they know?



No, he probably wouldn't tell her.]

Okay, I'll give it a try. If it works, maybe I'll remember everything from before again!