Week 2.

[trustmods]

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!]

Comments

[withabigsmile]

[...Isn't that the police dude with the wrecked everything?]

Sure! What is it, sir?

[Better be extra polite to this one.]

[perpend]

[No need to be extra polite, though he won't immediately make any sort of correction.]

What sort of animal is that?

[He asks as he points to Ditty.

...Look, she was wearing it was a bra the last time, which was... weird.]

[withabigsmile]

[...Oh.

Yes, that's a totally reasonable thing to be curious about and not, you know, cop stuff--]

Ditty's a Pokémon, not an animal! Before I got here, I never even heard of an animal before.

[perpend]

A Pokemon, huh?

[Didn't Giovanni ask him something about that a while back...?]

So what kind of Pokemon is he?

[Or her. It's... a little hard to tell with a blob.]

[withabigsmile]

Ditty's a Ditto! Normally it can transform into whatever it wants, but right now, all it can do is turn into a bra.

I'm not complaining, of course! This place is really lacking in undergarments, you know? But at the same time, something that could help us get out of here...

[...That is the point where Ditty starts to wriggle around and make distressed noises, so Blue plucks it right off of her head and gives it a hug.]

It's not your fault, Ditty, don't worry about it! I know you're trying your best.

[perpend]

[That poor animal.]

I... I hope that isn't usual?!