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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[acherontiastyx]

[So alright, Guzma had an idea that he's definitely not going to credit to Christo, even though he is the least bad of the Nerds Guzma Doesn't Like. ...okay maybe he deserves kudos for it. Maybe. But in any case... he's on an artsy-fartsy roll after yesterday, so he's gonna go and paste some new, slightly stylized and janky artwork of large and somewhat worrying bugs, respectively labeled Golisopod, Ariados, Masquerain, Pinsir, and Scizor, on the vending machine. Below the drawings is a little message.]

IF YOU FIND THESE DON'T PANIC. JUST TELL THEM YOU'LL GET THEM TO THEIR BOY GUZMA. THEY WILL TREAT YOU FINE, THOUGH I'M PRETTY SURE THEY'LL TRY AND MOOCH OFF YOU BECAUSE THEY'RE ALL BIG MOOCHERS.

[...yeah, that's good. Okay, time to do a little gambling. Put in one coin, then a...nother...

...well okay the picture of that Masquerain didn't last long up there, so after that, he'll be in the dining room feeding his newly regained Bug/Flying buddy some small pineapple chunks and trying not to look too stoked.]