trusthell | WEEK 1.

WEEK 1
Now that you've had a chance to yell at the Wordsmith, one thing is very clear. He wasn't lying. There's no escape from this place. You can explore all you like, but there aren't any ways to leave. It seems like there isn't much to do but settle in and get to know your fellow Apprentices. You're free to go wherever you'd like for the most part, but come 10PM the doors to the kitchen and the mail room will shut and lock and nothing you can do will get them to open.

While you might be tempted to sleep in, you'll find that the clock in the foyer goes off every morning at 7AM and again in the evenings at 10PM without fail. You'll be able to hear it no matter where you are; it seems it's being broadcast over the PA system. You're welcome to go back to sleep after you hear it, but surely you don't want to spend the whole day in bed?

(Unless you were out exploring all last night. In which case, go back to bed, damn.)

APPRENTICES REMAINING: 30

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[OOC: Welcome to week one of Trustfell! Feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend. Don't forget to save those threads for coins and the activity check!

If you'd like to get in contact with the Wordsmith, you can do so through letters or the switchboard!]

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[...he's toasting a pastry and just like....]

Did... these berry strudel things personally insult you or something.

I wouldn't know, I've never tasted them.

[ You know last night was okay.

So she'll give hm a pass.

Sort of. ]

...Oh, wait, is this because of the whole vampire thing? Dang, that kind of sucks, though.

Once a vampire become an adult, they can't taste anything except blood.

[ Which for the most part... she doesn't have a problem with.

But u know. ]

Well, that sucks. Do you have to, like, suck people dry or something in order to get by?

No. [ A beat ] Everyone seems to be assuming that, what sort of legends do you guys have? No, vampires usually don't klll humans they feet on these days.

I never really got the impression it was that grody, but there's enough warm bodies around here that you could... I don't know, ask, maybe.

[ Okay, then her eyes will flash dangerously and, ]

Are you offering?

...if it'll keep you from glaring at me while I eat my strudel, yeah.

[ wait what- ]

Seriously?!

...yeah? What, do you think I'm some kinda wuss who can't handle getting bitten?

Not that-! But what sort of human's okay with getting fed on?!

Edited 2017-01-31 02:35 (UTC)

Well, I mean, it's not like you're gonna bite my arm off or anything, yeah? If you wanted to like, eat a limb or something that wouldn't replenish itself, I'd be down on it, but this isn't a problem.

And humans donate blood to each other anyway, so it's just a little more direct, I guess.

[...wait. is this... gonna be like needles. shit. he fucked up, he should've thought this through]

[ Why would she even bother talking him out of it. Sure, she'd surprised and a little bit suspect of someone who would so willingly offer their vital fluids, but on the other hand she's hardly in a position to refuse. And so humming a little at his response she slinks off the counter and takes several long (well, as long as a petite woman like her can do) strides over towards him, holding a hand up to her lips as she does.

Her eyes fix on his, appraising him ]

[...he suddenly feels weirdly self-conscious.]

...what.

[(it should be noted he eats a lot of sweets, if that would affect the smell or taste or anything.)]