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

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[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

[becauseicould]

[...She's not even sure what to make of the scene in front of her. Anime taught her absolutely nothing about this, and hell, monster life didn't either. She's staring at something she can't even begin to parse in her head.

Comfort is not her forte.]

...I shouldn't have asked. I didn't think something like that was going to happen if I tried to ask.

[The control thing doesn't even matter to her at this point, and it's...weird. It's pretty damn weird.]

I thought-- [She shakes her head--she knows this is going to sound utterly asinine, but...] --I thought it might help you if you didn't feel like you had to bear that all by yourself.

[decrees]

...I didn't have to. Back home, I... Reaver had experienced what I did. Not... to the same extent, but he...

[He can feel what little control he has over the situation slipping and Logan shakes his head. He draws himself up, squaring his shoulders. He's not letting that happen again.]

I am not angry at you for that thought; it's an understandable one. Unfortunately, that is not the case for me. It is not something I can discuss and now... it is not something I can allow anyone else to handle.

[It's nothing personal, of course. It's just... well, look at what happens when he gets close to talking about it.]

[becauseicould]

...Yeah, I understand that much now.

[She's definitely starting to see that. She's still gonna wonder--that's pretty much a definite, but she'll hold her tongue on any further questions.

Still, she's going to look directly at him when he speaks again, looking...really, really serious.]

Just don't go following in his footsteps, alright? I don't know if we're going to be able to keep up if someone else decides to get ideas, but don't go killing yourself over some attempt to get out. No matter what happened there, you're still here.

You're stronger than you think you are.

[decrees]

I won't kill anyone to escape this place. That is a risk I cannot take and... I do not wish to harm anyone else.

[He's done enough of that and if he can save even one other person here... well, it would be nice.

He's not sure what to do with Undyne's words though and eventually he nods. He's really not that strong, but it's nice that someone thinks he is.]