WEEK 3.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 3 As the second week draws to a close, two more have joined the deceased. Christo and Alani are dead, leaving twenty-six of you remaining. It may not seem like very many have died, but their absence will certainly be felt. 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... Just like last week, a door in the stairwell has opened, leading you down further into the building; there are more rooms open to you down there - possibly even one that you'll find personally interesting. Go ahead and explore all you like; after all, you did well at completing your lessons this past week. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 26 APPRENTICES REMAINING: 25

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week three 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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[plentyfriendly]

[It was at that moment that Phi had doubts about Guzma's mental well-being.]

Slow down there, Striker. Nothing wrong with drowning your sorrows, but you might want to manage to avoid drowning yourself in the prcess.

[acherontiastyx]

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

[he tries really hard not to do what he wants to do, which is take a napkin to his tongue to get the taste out.]

Why can't this stuff actually taste good.

[plentyfriendly]

...Don't tell me it's all cheap knockoffs?!

[This might be the most distressed she's been in recent memory.]

[acherontiastyx]

...I have no idea. It all tastes kinda bad to me...

[he sounds kind of ashamed.]

[plentyfriendly]

I hadn't considered it might be an acquired taste...

[She was looking forward to this.]

You like hot chocolate, right?

[acherontiastyx]

Yeah. It's definitely an acquired taste. Like, I tried some in hot chocolate once, but all it did was make the hot chocolate taste like garbage.

[plentyfriendly]

Well, that one at least makes sense. It sounds like you just mixed them without thinking, and that's not a good way to make a decent cocktail unless you're lucky.

[acherontiastyx]

Yeah... I mean, the first time I tried I definitely know where I screwed up.

...

Because I made the hot chocolate with milk.

[plentyfriendly]

On its own, that's better than making it with water, isn't it?

[Then the problem was adding another thing.]

[acherontiastyx]

Oh, yeah, no, that's how I like it best.

...

But alcohol and milk do not play well together.

[plentyfriendly]

I don't think I would have guessed.

[It could make sense though.]

Still, you'd think there'd be some drink that uses chocolate syrup.

[acherontiastyx]

...I mean, I don't know literally anything about booze, so I'm sure you're already ahead of me.

[plentyfriendly]

Maybe less than you might be thinking.

[She is only 20...]

[acherontiastyx]

...

Well, you seem to know your stuff better, anyway.

[plentyfriendly]

The selection here's a lot better than it was on the moon, though. I'm not sure what to do with more than half of this...

[Maybe there's a cocktail book in the library, though. They might need it.]

[acherontiastyx]

...

Yeah, I'd... imagine there isn't much booze on the moon.

[plentyfriendly]

It would have been hard to get more, considering the circumstances.

[acherontiastyx]

Well, yeah. I'd imagine you can't just call up the space center and ask for a brewski.

[plentyfriendly]

That's the least of someone's concern getting it. The space center would need your "brewski" in the first place.

[acherontiastyx]

...oh, what, can't they even afford a brewski? Tapus, man.

[plentyfriendly]

Like I said, there were... circumstances.

[Really, really big circumstances.]

[acherontiastyx]

Dang. Sorry about your space program.

[plentyfriendly]

Don't worry about it. It got put on hold for... reasons I'm going to prevent from happening.

[The end of civilization puts kind of a lot of things on hold!]

[acherontiastyx]

...what. Uh. Are you doing time travel? I don't... know if that works out well.