WEEK 4.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 4 Three more have died this past week. Milla Maxwell was killed for breaking a rule, Chiyuki was murdered, and you all had a hand in executing Yoshikage Kira. It seems like this isn't going to stop any time soon. How many more will join them this week? 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... Despite the Wordsmith's reaction to the last trial, it seems as though you've been rewarded once again for a job that was...well, it was done, even if he didn't explicitly say it was well-done. Another door has opened in that stairway, it seems, leading you further down into the building; once again, there are more rooms down there, more things to occupy yourselves with. Or perhaps just more means to get creative with regards to how you take initiative with your fellow Apprentices. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 23 APPRENTICES REMAINING: 22 APPRENTICES REMAINING: 20

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week four 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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[alchemicals]

[Kimbley's spent the last two days trying to work himself out; the incentive...well, he's not sure what he thinks of it, other than the part where this week is probably going to be fun as hell and not in a good way. But bluntly put, he's tired of being fucked up and he's tired of being angry, because being fucked up and angry for prolonged periods of time isn't really his style, and he's been building up an excess of energy that he needs to get out anyway.

He isn't too interested in the weight machines in the gym (he's fairly sure at least one of them might actually kill him somehow, and then we'd be in for the world's dumbest trial because the Wordsmith is just like that, probably) so for the time being he can be found in the dojo, trying his level best to take Sportacus' advice and actually do something that isn't "destroying stuff" or "wrecking his hands" in the interest of alleviating boredom and frustration. What he is doing looks like some sort of military drill sequence, because it's admittedly the first thing to come to mind, but at least it's halfway productive; he's still having to pause once in a while, though, to rebandage his right hand, but at least he's not quite as...outright bad at it as he could be. It's still awkward doing it with his nondominant hand, but he's...managing, anyway.

Later in the day, he can be found at the vending machine; he gets...well, a fair amount of crap he doesn't want, an acceptable amount of crap that he does, and after a while of just kind of looking at most of it, he disappears back into his room for a second to get a couple of things.

And that's why he can be found sitting on the floor in the hallway, outside the room containing the vending machine itself; he's got his maidenly carry-on bag next to him, it's propped open and full of the stuff he will shamelessly yard-sale to literally anyone, and there's a handmade sign written in sharpie and duct-taped to the wall above it reading "SOMEONE TAKE THIS SHIT, I DON'T WANT IT" with an arrow pointing downward to indicate the unwanted shit in question.

He's got the manicure set he'd procured for Kira with him, having stolen it from the guy's room at some point or another, because holy shit if he went to the effort of getting it then someone should at least use the stupid thing; he can generally be found filing his nails down with it, though sometimes when he gets bored with doing that he'll be sort of playing with the little knitted Chiyuki doll he got, just to give himself something to do with his hands.

And as always, if he's not in the aforementioned two locations, the chemistry lab is still a safe bet for finding him, though he's not playing with the chemicals today – looks like he's working on notes in there again.

Today is better than the last few days have been, at least. Surely there's something to be said for that.]

[tsugomori]

[ Just by hearing this, he's put into a mood. Rewriting history itself--

Even if it was for a good cause. It's still no good after all, isn't it? If it was going to be offered like this ... or "at all". Still, he'll linger, hand going to play idly with a strand of hair, seeming distracted, but carefully listening to hear what the others might say. ]

[quadruples]

[ He'll wait until there's enough people and they have settled down to eat or drink before speaking. ]

...I think the first thing we need to address is what to do now that Mercy is gone. Does anyone here have experience with examining bodies?

[ aka, how fucked are we without our coroner. ]

[firstaid]

[Estelle is showing up looking fab, and normally she's not terribly swayed by these motives, but today...

...she's very visibly swayed...]

You mean I could save...

[Yeah....]

[oyashiromama]

[That's...

Hanyuu listens, and her eyes narrow and her lips thin and he's barely finished when she snorts, face dark. She mutters,] Mocking me now, is he?

[And louder:] He makes it sound so simple. Don't be fooled. It's never that easy.

[feistytrader]

[Well, that certainly struck a chord with him, and he tenses up more and more the more the Wordsmith goes on.]

Who do you think you are, Celebi?

[Either way, he's giving the room a quick glance before heading out. Rewriting history...]

[uncouthhatcher]

[oh my god she's SO ELEGANT AND BEAUTIFUL

-- THIS IS NOT THE TIME TO HIT ON ANYONE

BUT GOD IF GOLD DOESN'T WANT TO MAKE A COMMENT]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Rewrite history, keeping what they know now--]

Talk about a load of shit! That kinda stuff never turns out well.

[But he's not entirely unaffected either, scowling as he is, hands jammed in his pockets.

Fuck that, he's leaving. Like Hanyuu said: It's never that easy.]

[plentyfriendly]

You think I want your help doing that?

[She's scoffing so hard at this.]

No thanks. I don't need it.

[plentyfriendly]

I have a little. It's not much, but it might have to do, depending.

[deofoled]

[ Killia doesn't normally stick around after the incentive, especially after the second week. But he notices Mikazuki's reaction (or lack thereof), and walks over by the other man to stand by him. He doesn't say anything, but offers him a hand if he wants to take it.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[dude, we are So Fucked.]

Shit's gonna be hard if we don't, 'cause I ain't gettin' anywhere near a dead body, screw that.

[uncouthhatcher]

[Fried rice is fine! And Gold's taking some water, no booze for him today.

... He doesn't know how to feel about the meeting being in the bar, but this is fine. Instead of saying anything at first, he's holding up a golden key. Look how it shines and sparkles. kirakira.]

So I did some lookin' around and I found this pretty little thing no where in particular, anyone got an idea of what it could go to?

[quadruples]

[ Viktor just shakes his head once the Wordsmith finishes speaking. ]

I'm going to marry the man I love. [ He runs a thumb over the ring he's wearing. ] There's nothing I want to change.

[tsugomori]

Well... I looked around in the library and found a few things. First, in a book I found this. If anyone recognizes the handwriting please let us know~

Oh and I found this too.

[ He'll gesture to the pink, silk flower he pinned to the front of his clothing. ]

[firstaid]

[She sees you, Gold.]

I suppose I shouldn't be swayed. It's... it's not worth it, I know.

[She's apparently having a conversation with him that he never initiated.]

[foundfate]

[He talked about this with Miyazaki, so.]

I think it might be a good idea to go over what rooms have been searched by someone already. That way we can avoid searching the same rooms twice.

[quadruples]

It's appropriate that you found a golden key, Gold. [ That said, he'll pull out a silver key on a chain. ]

I searched the bar the other day and found this in a hidden compartment.

[quadruples]

...Are they talking about Judy?

[uncouthhatcher]

I wonder if they go together or something like that. Why's it on a chain?

[Sentimental value or something? Maybe it's a diary key.]

[uncouthhatcher]

What other bunnies do we know?

[... does judy know anything about time travel why does time travel have to be brought up on the day the motive is "hey i can send you back in time nbd" what the fuck kinda timing is that]

[uncouthhatcher]

[... Fiiiine, it's cause they're friends.]

The box in the mailroom had a fake bottom.

[uncouthhatcher]

[OH

OH WE'RE HAVING A CONVERSATION NOW]

Yeaaaah, definitely not. Things could just get worse just as easily as they can be better, you know? That whole Butterfree effect or whatever.

[quadruples]

Maybe it goes to the Wordsmith's diary.

[firstaid]

But... I... what if I could save someone, or better yet, not kill someone?

[Her words make absolutely no sense without context. But she's staying here because she knows she needs to be put back to her senses.]