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

[crimsonchin]

Germans are always angry. It's just the way it is.

[ She smirks, knowing she damn well fits that stereotype. ]

[rickdiculous]

Hey. You guys - y-you basically invented the Pretzel. So you guys get a lot of points for that.

[crimsonchin]

Mm, the cuisine from Germany is the one thing I miss, compared to Japan. The portions in Japan are so....modest.

[rickdiculous]

You want portions that aren't modest, go to America. They like - they pile that shit on your plate. There's like mountains of food. Most people don't even have the fucking dignity to use basic table manners.

[crimsonchin]

Sounds like my kind of place. Dinner in Japan is so fucking formal. I mean, I'd rather it be that than be fucking gross, but even so, I want to eat, not make it into a whole goddamn ceremony.

Maybe if I get out of here and all the Angels are dead, I'll make a stop by America. Beat the crap out of those NERV Main HQ bastards in Massachusetts. Get a frankenburger.

[rickdiculous]

I can dig that. I'm an - an "elbows-off-the table" kinda guy. But there's these fuckers who will roll up to McDonalds and get like...a Big Mac or whatever they fuck they sell and just shove all that shit into their mouth. That's - it's not cool.

Also, on that note. Frankenburgers are shit. W-we're talking about something I could've made in like 20 seconds if I was re-[eerrrghh]-ally interested, and what, it takes one guy 5 years or so to come up with something that tastes like a dry-ass turkey burger? Fuck that. I'd Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs that bullshit.

[crimsonchin]

I feel like it's something I have to try at least once, though, as long as I'm in America. Isn't that what you Drecksauen are famous for, anyway? I've heard those things can potentially end world hunger...they've got so many damn preservatives, they don't spoil, right?

[ A burger to surpass Metal Gear. ]

[rickdiculous]

We're famous for plenty of other things. L-like being the worst country ever, for one thing.

[crimsonchin]

I'm sure there are others who have it worse than you.

[rickdiculous]

Canada, probably. Y-you walk into a TGI Fridays in America and it's 20 bucks for a whole rack of ribs, th- then you walk into Canada and it's 20 for a half rack. The fuck is that. Cut that out.

[crimsonchin]

A million things to complain about; economy, infrastructure, literally anything, and you choose to whine about the ribs being overpriced at their fucking family restaurants.

Your priorities are truly amazing.

[rickdiculous]

Government sucks in every country. W-we can talk about the ribs first.