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Week 2.

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.

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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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hashtagafreakingghost: the secret's not worth keeping (and in the end)

[personal profile] hashtagafreakingghost 2015-11-13 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
O- oh, I just meant- [She can't speak now because she literally does shove part of the sandwich in her mouth. Give her a moment, she doesn't speak with food in her mouth.]
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[personal profile] rickdiculous 2015-11-13 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. You just - take your time there, kiddo.

[As gross as he is, Rick actually does kind of respect table manners? It's weird. His plates are always clean.]
hashtagafreakingghost: ('cause it's all coming back to me) (be still‚ my heart)

[personal profile] hashtagafreakingghost 2015-11-13 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Okay, there we go, thanks disgusting old man.] I've never...you know, started any fires, but. There was this time...at college, when I tried melting butter. For popcorn. I...underestimated how fast it'd go, and it set off the smoke alarm.
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[personal profile] rickdiculous 2015-11-13 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
...See, that's why you don't use actual butter for popcorn. Y-you always like, use the fake processed oil shit. That's what makes it yellow.
hashtagafreakingghost: i can't stop now (i know we'll never make it but)

[personal profile] hashtagafreakingghost 2015-11-13 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[She snorts humorlessly and sighs.] Yeah, we wanted to try all-natural. Never again. Processed and unhealthy for me.
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[personal profile] rickdiculous 2015-11-13 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Good shit. Make that the f-fucking country's motto and it'd work perfectly.
hashtagafreakingghost: but there's no light behind me (there is a shadow here)

[personal profile] hashtagafreakingghost 2015-11-13 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
...Why aren't you being a total asshole to me?

Like. I don't- it's appreciated but- ...never mind. [She just eats more sandwich.]
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[personal profile] rickdiculous 2015-11-13 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Have you ever looked at the way I walk into a room? In case you haven't noticed, I-I'm the kind of guy who looks like he just walked in - right into a room fulla shit. Like, there's shit everywhere. Just all over the walls. A-and I walked right into it. It's on my shoes and my fucking shirt and CHRIST, the whole place is shit. I - I got resting shit face.

Basically, what I'm trying to say is that...that I know shit when I see shit. You look like shit. So I'm trying to make you look a little less like shit.
hashtagafreakingghost: you couldn't hold on to (remember a promise)

[personal profile] hashtagafreakingghost 2015-11-13 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[She hadn't noticed, to be honest- at least, not in a way that she could place it. Just figured, there's this old man, this mean, crazy old man and... Well, you learn something new every day.

She wipes a few crumbs from her mouth with the back of her sleeve.]

It really was- freaking horrible... [No, okay, she is not spilling her guts to Rick of all people.] ...I guess, thanks. For the food and...all that.
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[personal profile] rickdiculous 2015-11-13 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Figured. [He just kinda shrugs. He doesn't care all too much about what she thinks.]

No problem. Glad to know the food I make isn't - it's not inedible.
hashtagafreakingghost: no rest for the soon departed (i hear you calling out for me tonight)

[personal profile] hashtagafreakingghost 2015-11-14 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
It's...actually really, really good? Didn't expect that. ...No offense.

You cook well. Uh, Rick.
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[personal profile] rickdiculous 2015-11-14 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
It's a sandwich. It's a sandwich I scienced the living fuck out of, sure, but - but still a sandwich. Cool yer jets.
hashtagafreakingghost: or are you running away? (did you learn to take cover)

[personal profile] hashtagafreakingghost 2015-11-14 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
Alright, fine, gratitude rescinded. That better?
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[personal profile] rickdiculous 2015-11-14 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
A little. Thanks.
hashtagafreakingghost: we'll stop and count to ten (before you walk‚ you'll learn to fall)

[personal profile] hashtagafreakingghost 2015-11-14 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
[This could be a moment for a heart-to-heart but really would anyone here want that? What now.

...What now is she's going to finish this fucking sandwich and continue being a mess, probably.]
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