WEEK 2.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 2 Adelina and Kyrie Ushiromiya are dead. Regardless of how you felt about them and whether or not you mourned their passing, life goes on. It seems the Wordsmith intends to make good on the rules he's left for you all. Saturday is given to regrouping and rest; on Sunday morning the clock chimes as it always has, but at least there are no bodies to find today. It seems you're safe for now. The night before wasn't necessarily a peaceful one, however; you'll probably feel a bit groggy when you wake up, and it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... Either way, it seems there's nothing to do but move on - or, perhaps, move down. Another door in that holding area near the elevator seems to have opened up, leading into a corridor and a stairwell that seems to lead you somewhere beneath the dormitories, and eventually onto a new floor altogether. Go ahead and explore all you like; after all, you did well at completing your lessons this past week. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 28

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week two 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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[plegia]

[It's later in the day when Gangrel drops by. He's not really here for any specific reason, but he's bored and he's decided his boredom outweighs his fear of unfamiliar technology today, so here he is. He was going to poke around at stuff and see if there's anything mildly interesting in here, but Kimbley is way more interesting than anything he'll find. Probably.]

Looks like you've been busy! What have you been working on?

[He inclines his head to indicate Kimbley's notes. Which he can't read. Do you keep them in code or something???]

[alchemicals]

[...Well, yes, actually, but he also keeps them in German which probably explains a lot anyway, um.

That said, hi, Gangrel.]

Just inventory for now. Seeing if there's something particularly fun lying around.

[...]

There are a few things that are pretty fun. For reference. But I also don't have my alchemy to help me with it, so it's a little touch and go right now.

[plegia]

So I'm guessing you're taking notes on everything you've found so far? You certainly are thorough!

[Please keep being aggressively yourself, it's wonderful.]

[alchemicals]

I'd just be a disappointment to my trade if I wasn't.

[gangrel we can set so much shit on fire with the things in here and some of it will even be purple while it burns]

[plegia]

[WHY ISN'T ANYTHING BURNING RIGHT NOW????]

Well, are you going to keep me waiting in suspense? Surely you've found something you'd be kind enough to share!

[alchemicals]

...Well, there's a downright unholy amount of poison in here, for one thing. And I don't know about you, but I'm getting rid of all of it.

[plegia]

[Good to know his fears of being poisoned are absolutely justified, holy shit.]

That sounds like a wonderful idea! How can I help?

[alchemicals]

I'm here for pouring them out somewhere and possibly setting the remnants on fire if we think we can get a clean burn - stuff like that's usually only fatal if it's producing ash, but there might be other complications that I don't know about. I...actually don't recognize all of the compounds here.

[And that's interesting, if you ask him, and he's going to go full nerd in here later - more than he already has, anyway.]

[plegia]

Set the ones on fire that you know will be safe! I absolutely want to see that.

[LIGHT 'EM UP]

[alchemicals]

...If you're interested in fire doing weird things, I've got a few tricks to show you, if you're looking for something to do.

[plegia]

You can't say something like that and then refuse to deliver! Show me!

["fire doing weird things" SIGN HIM THE FUCK UP]

[alchemicals]

Go get me some bandages from the infirmary and something to cut them with, and I'll show you some things.

[plegia]

You don't have to tell me twice!

[The only time Gangrel will ever do anything for anyone else without being a pain in the ass...

Anyway, he'll come back shortly with both the bandages and one of the knives from the kitchen and hand them both over.]

[alchemicals]

[...you...you got him a- ]

...I'm going to guess you're not big on scissors in Plegia.

[Just. Let him start cutting that into strips for a bit before setting each of them down in some of those shallow glass sample dishes. Said glass seems to already have a few things in there - some sort of chemical or another to soak the cotton in - and that's when Kimbley starts taking out the matches, because apparently he just carries things like that on his person.

And then he drops one into one of those dishes, and the entire strip of bandage promptly goes up in flames, the result burning bright fucking green.]

[plegia]

[NO OF COURSE NOT, WHO HAS TIME FOR SCISSORS WHEN YOU COULD USE KNIVES.

But anyway. That. Is possibly the most impressive goddamn thing he has ever seen in his life. SO OF COURSE IT GETS THE MANIACAL EVIL LAUGHTER AGAIN.]

That's amazing! How many different colors can you get?

[don't tell him how it works because that's not important BUT SET IT ALL ON FIRE, HOLY FUCK]

[alchemicals]

[...you are good at the evil laughter, why are you this good at the evil laughter, what the actual hell.]

I can get a few, let's put it that way.

[The next one he lights up is bright fucking purple.]

[plegia]

[he is very skilled at being Evil

Unsurprisingly, that gets more evil laughter. He could probably do this all day. He might actually try to convince you to do this all day.]

This is spectacular! Can you get multiple colors at the same time? Could you set off several at once?

[alchemicals]

Maybe? Some of these things don't really play nice with each other, though.

[THIS ONE IS BRIGHT FUCKING RED, BUDDY.

NOT RED LIKE FIRE'S USUALLY SORT OF RED, MORE LIKE HOW YOUR HAIR IS FUCKING RED.]

[plegia]

[THIS ONE IS PERFECT, YOU DON'T NEED TO SHOW HIM ANY OTHER COLORS]

Gyahahaha! Magnificent! How many other colors can you create? I want to see all of them!

[...we'll be here all day, won't we.]

[alchemicals]

[...we're going to be here all day but he doesn't mind

we are going to handwave so much fire but by the end of it we're going to have a veritable rainbow of flaming cotton on this table

are you having fun, buddy]

[plegia]

[EVIL LAUGHTER FROM HERE ON OUT, TBH

OF COURSE HE'S ENJOYING IT, THIS IS LIGHTING STUFF ON FIRE AND HE IS SO HERE FOR THAT

10/10 BEST WAY TO SPEND THE DAY]