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

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[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!]

Comments

[uncouthhatcher]

Always are! This place is special, after all.

[... Even if a good friend of his died here a few days ago, um. Let's not talk about it. Aibo tilts his head curiously at Vanille; which girl's that one?]

Oh, this is the girl that kicked the shit out of the vending machine with me first day we got here. [oh.] Vanille, this is Aibo! Silver got him outta that thing yesterday, just like he rescued Polibo. Hate to say it, but I owe that guy twice over now.

[Which he's repaying in the form of like, three meals a day, it's fine.

... He has something to ask her though but it's such a weird thing to ask out of the blue.]

[uncouthhatcher]

Savor it, buddy. Or try to anyway. I put all my love into it!

[gross]

[uncouthhatcher]

Yikes. And he went on national TV with that, I'm guessin'?

[oyashiromama]

[Oh, well- she nods and helps Weavile off her lap, and accepts his hand.]

For me? Whatever sort of thing is it?

[ravagers]

You telling all your buddies about that? [ Because she's totally here for that. She's not as strong as most of the others she fought with, but!! ] 'Cause I don't mind at all.

[ Vanille goes on over and gives Aibo a pat. ]

Hiya, Aibo! Nice to meet you. Is Gold treating you nice?

[ She's totally teasing him; she knows Gold definitely takes care of his pals. ]

[feistytrader]

[He pulls Hanyuu up, then goes to fetch Weavile a towel.]

You'll see. I think it will be better as a surprise. Could you watch Weavile for me for a moment? I'll meet you outside of the pool.

[He's ducking into the men's changing room to get his clothes back on.]

[oyashiromama]

[H A]

Among...other things. I want to urge everyone not to be tempted but...I know better than to think all will turn away from it. Repeating a sequence of events- it's not as easy as some would think.

[feistytrader]

[...Well damn, when you put it like that...

Silver does his best to eat it slowly- he still ends up eating it entirely too fast, but it's clear that there's a concentrated effort in slowing down. He'll take his time substantially more with the second bowl, at least, although the whole thing looks a little uncomfortable.]

It's really good.

[alchemicals]

I'm not expecting it to be easy.

[And that's out there before he really thinks about it, before he can stop himself; it's debatable whether he would have stopped if he could.

Well, he's sort of committed now, isn't he.]

Even if this were to be something I went after - there's not going to be anything "easy" about it and I know it.

[oyashiromama]

The only other option is t-to...to give up...and let her die...and be alone again.

[And she says it like that's not actually an option, at least from her perspective.]

...Th- thank you...I- ...I shut myself away but I- ...I'm grateful...for you, and the others who have, coming to ch-check on me.

[plegia]

No, I didn't. If we fought the current rulers then Plegia would be nothing but bloodied sands! No, the previous ruler was killed by the Grimleal for speaking out against them.

[which you know. he does. every single goddamn day he's been here. so uh.]

[oyashiromama]

Aah... Of course I can.

[And she'll grab a towel on her way out, to pat down her damp clothes, and waits for Silver to be finished.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[... He cannot believe that worked. Gold'll wave a hand at him.]

Thanks. Go ahead and pig out on it if you want, I'd rather you'd be enjoyin' it then lookin' like it's killin' you to go so slowly.

[plegia]

People really can be terribly stupid.

[And there's a moment there where his words sound nearly angry and bitter as opposed to mocking and sarcastic, but he shrugs and whatever emotion was there is gone in an instant.]

Of course it's terrible! I'm not about to claim I'm doing everything for the good of Plegia and I'm in the right - I'm a horrible person and I'm proud of it! I wouldn't be the "Mad King of Plegia" otherwise!

[...because sometimes you've just gotta make a name for yourself, i guess???]

[plegia]

[GIVE HIM A MOMENT TO STOP EVIL LAUGHING...]

I would agree with you, but mages never have anything worth flaunting! Now if you put this on a class with actual muscle then maybe I'd agree!

[oh my god]

[oyashiromama]

[...Ah. She doesn't seem mad at him, or cross. The frustration's still there, but that's just a holdover. Rather, she says evenly:]

You'd have a single chance to fix whatever it is that would be wrong. Do you think you could accomplish it?

[plegia]

As far as I'm aware it doesn't help in casting dark magic. However, the only classes capable of using dark magic are ones that wear outfits like this, so...

[...maybe you have to be half-nude in order to use dark magic?????? aversa has a unique skill that lets her use it, but she's also half-nude, so.]

[ravagers]

Hey now, I know plenty of mages with muscle! One of my good friends, he's over six feet tall and practically made of muscle, and he wields magic like a pro!

[plegia]

[Well that gets him to settle a bit, though now he just looks confused.]

We have Mages - that's it, just Mages. I've never heard of Mages specializing in anything to a point where they get a different class name like that. I imagine a Red Mage would study fire... but I don't know whether Green would be wind or thunder.

[#priorities...?]

[feistytrader]

...I still appreciate it, even if I eat quickly.

[But he's definitely going to speed up, at least at a rate that he's comfortable with.]

I don't get to eat good stuff like this often. You can tell the difference in the taste.

[plegia]

Well some of us do have to be exceptions to the rule!

[...W O W]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Mugetsu no, he's got a tough guy look to maintain-- oh okay you're hanging with Aibo, that's fine, Aibo'll get to know pipefox hello.]

He's a lot cuter than I thought he'd be, honestly, especially with how you were describin' him. Is he gonna get any bigger than this?

[ravagers]

Us? You mean like you, huh?

[ this is going somewhere, probably ]

[uncouthhatcher]

[NOOO SINCERITY, HIS WEAKNESS, STOP THAT!!!]

Yeah, well, you'll be havin' all the time back home if you live with me. And if that ain't a good enough reason, I ain't got anything else to offer.

[But he's just teasing.]

[plegia]

Of course I do! My primary method of attack is through magic, actually! But you certainly wouldn't think it looking at me, would you?

[...he's 6'3" and wearing a glorified jester outfit but i guess he's not too scrawny...???]