Week 3.

[trustmods]

WEEK 3 Two more people are dead. Byakuren Hijiri has been murdered and Undyne has been executed. That brings us up to four deaths and twenty-five remaining Participants. You're doing well. Take all of Saturday to rest and sleep. You've earned it. On Sunday morning, the clock chimes the hour at seven o'clock. With no more bodies to be discovered, it seems you're safe for the time being. That said, you'll be feeling a little groggy when you wake up; it seems you've remembered something else. Or was that another really bizarre dream? Like last week, there's a new floor to explore. A reward for your efforts, of course. There's something else new, however, and as you approach the foyer you might hear the beautiful sound of... chickens? Chickens. Those are definitely chickens. It looks like Tabby's petition has worked, you have chosen chickens. Perhaps even more important are the rule changes, effective immediately. You might want to take note of them. PARTICIPANTS REMAINING: 25

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week three 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

[announcemyvictory]

...I see. It's hard in here, isn't it? None of us knows what to do.

[sunsong]

...Yeah, I just... [ At least she knows the answer with Elise. Elise has never killed, until coming here - until they started voting people to death. ]

What do you do when you break a promise to someone?

[announcemyvictory]

If it's important, you apologize, but you've already set to work doing that. Make it up to them, somehow. Though I must admit that's harder some times than others.

[sunsong]

It's...about the votin' we've been doing. We've been killing people, and I swore to never...

[ She waves a hand. ]

...You can't make up for that shit, can you?

[announcemyvictory]

...That's true. I know he's making us vote, and you haven't actually raised your hand against someone, but that's not very reassuring.

[sunsong]

...Yeah. I mean...it's just that it's killing, no matter how you spin it. We vote people to death. Yeah, if we vote wrong or not enough of us were to vote, we'd die, but it's...what it is. It's still breaking that damn promise.

[ And she hates that. ]

[announcemyvictory]

I'm sorry. For, for what it's worth. Our hands are being forced, so maybe they'll understand, but that's not a comfort either.

[sunsong]

It's not something you have to apologize for, you know? You didn't bring us here, you haven't made us kill anyone, so...

[ She tries a smile. ]

I know...it's possible he'll understand. But I never should have put anyone in the position where they'd have to understand something like that, should I have?

[announcemyvictory]

...But by that logic, it isn't yours, either. I'm sure you're not the mastermind, after all!

We're all in the same position too.

[sunsong]

Well, thanks for that! [ She offers up a grin. ] And...yeah, I guess you're right, but -

[ "it's different" probably won't make any sense, will it? She just...can't not take responsibility. ]

[announcemyvictory]

But this place is a mess. [sigh] I know. We can't just live happily in here.