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

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[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!]

Comments

[alchemicals]

Mostly just seeing what we've got in here. I specialize in chemistry, after all - it'd be kind of a shame if I didn't know what this particular room's deal is.

[yelling at clouds because why isn't there a good enough thickening agent

that is what he's been doing

like fuck him is he going to have to resort to fucking soap because so help him god]

[feistytrader]

...Did you find anything useful?

[He says, with all the confidence of someone who doesn't know shit about chemistry.]

[alchemicals]

I've found a lot of poison in here, along with some things that might be useful eventually, yeah.

[...You know what...]

...You want to help me get rid of some of the poison and see something pretty cool in the process?

[feistytrader]

[...Kimbley's been nothing but sketchy this whole time, and after that dream last night, the answer is no, not really.

On the other hand, it's probably better to get rid of the poison, and he can send Weavile off to go tattle if he ends up pulling something like Petrel did.]

Yeah, sure.

[Although he's tensing up quite a bit for fairly obvious reasons.]

[alchemicals]

Then go get something to cover the lower half of your face - fabric or something, we've got a lot of that up here and it's just so you don't breathe in anything you don't want to breathe in. Meet me in the men's room after you've got it.

[He is going to be fucking off with so much arsenic, from the look of it.]

[feistytrader]

[...Well, this is it. This is how he dies. Thanks to Kimbley, and in a bathroom. But he is curious, and he doesn't want to chicken out, either, so he nods, then heads off to the men's room; his handkerchief should do just fine, and if it doesn't do just fine then he's probably screwed anyway.

It doesn't occur to him that it's kind of awkward to meet up in a bathroom until he's actually in there, but here he is.]

...So what are you going to do, exactly?

[alchemicals]

First of all? Get rid of it, because I don't like the idea of someone putting toxic shit in our damn food.

[And that is going down the sink, most of it, though he's making more of a thing out of getting a fair amount of it on the inside of the basin itself, coating it rather than pouring it straight down.]

And now that that's dealt with? I'm going to tell you to cover your goddamn nose and mouth and just watch.

[Things Silver is about to learn, in order:

1. Kimbley apparently gives not a single fuck what he breathes in, because he's not bothering to cover his own respiratory system any. Presumably because Kimbley's insane.
2. Kimbley also carries matches from the downstairs room on him.
3. Arsenic burns.
4. ...Arsenic burns bright fucking blue, and that sure is a sink completely awash in bright fucking blue flames in here.]

[feistytrader]

[...Okay look, Silver is totally still keeping that handkerchief over his nose and mouth, but holy shit, that's a bright blue flame, that's the coolest thing he's... well, maybe not ever seen, but it's certainly the coolest shit he's seen in here.]

Cool.

[...His tone is still flat, but the interest is plainly obvious in his eyes alone. That's a fucking blue flame.]

[alchemicals]

Some of the other stuff in there burns purple.

[He is so here for just setting the sink on fire once in a while.]

[feistytrader]

Can I see?

[That pops out of his mouth a little too fast.]

...If it won't mess with the blue stuff.

[...That's how chemicals work, right, you mix them and then they dissolve stuff or blow up or something-]

[alchemicals]

...Wait here and I'll get some of it, sure.

[WE'RE GONNA BURN SO MUCH POTASSIUM CHLORIDE IN HERE AND actually get something to cover the damn openings in his face because things might get unholy in here. He's going to be bringing a few other things with him as well, just in case, but the potassium CHLORIDE is the important thing because purple fire.]

[feistytrader]

[This is some of the tightest shit he's ever seen, god damn. Blue fire is one thing, but purple?]

Is there a color of fire you can't make?

[It's a little muffled because of the cloth in his face, but it's clear enough.]

[alchemicals]

[Life is so good right now.]

I can do pretty much everything but black.

[feistytrader]

...Can you do bright pink?

[Of all the colors, that's the one he's stuck on here.]

[alchemicals]

Probably. It's been a while since I tried it, but I think so.

[feistytrader]

I want to see it.

[He'll make you sandwiches for a week dude come on-]

[alchemicals]

All right, all right. Probably not here, though.

[...can we just leave the sink burning, that's probably a terrible idea but]

[feistytrader]

[...That sounds like a pretty bad idea. At the same time-]

Is water going to put that out?

[Normally the answer here is yes, but who know what kind of rules purple flames have.]

[alchemicals]

It's not made with magnesium or anything, so yeah, it will.

[...]

Magnesium burns underwater, supposedly. I've never tried it.

[feistytrader]

[Well then, uh, let him carefully turn on the faucet. ...He's grateful that he has his gloves to protect him from the heat.]

Do we have magnesium here?

[Because that might just be the coolest thing he's heard all day, and he just saw purple fire.]