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!]

Comments

restrooms

[deofoled]

[ So he heard the sound of the glass and that's why he came in, but he honestly doesn't blame the guy.]

...that was probably still better than punching the wall.

[deofoled]

[ So he's kind of still confused, because Varric's talking about her more like a person, but they've established that she is not in fact a crossbow spirit.

...but he's heard weirder things here.]

Probably with my sword, hauteclaire.

Room 24

[elepe]

[...you know, after today, this...is just kind of getting weirder and weirder and not in a good way. Lusamine was just kind of wandering around in a bit of a daze until she comes across Guzma's door being opened.

...The idiot. Doesn't he know that's just gonna leave him wide open?

...And like a parent, Lusamine just opens the door further and looks inside at Guzma and...the redecorating.]

You left your door open, you know.

[trustwellness]

[Neither yes nor no; that's apparently another kind of weird nebulous question.]

[deofoled]

Is it yours?

[...]

I'm a lot older than you.

[trustwellness]

[Good idea, Victor. That said, for now it looks like the entity gives not a fuck regarding being photographed; it seems to disregard the light entirely in favor of just...continuing to do its own vaguely disgusting flowing thing.]

[acherontiastyx]

Yeah. It's still weird, though. Did the guy making the pasta have an accordion?

[trustwellness]

[For a moment it doesn't really seem to pay attention to the question, it just keeps on flowing down the wall and behaving much like a lava lamp that's eaten people you love.

However, eventually it'll eat the thing. Why not.]

[oyashiromama]

...I'm... I must say I'm incredibly surprised.

[That should be clear from her voice.]

I hadn't... I hadn't thought someone else would have...something like that.

[feistytrader]

[...He's gonna learn from the demon guy. Didn't Gold say something about him making good curry?]

Aren't you more than a thousand years old? How do you survive for that long without learning how to cook?

[This is still baffling him, give him a minute-]

[foundfate]

[Watanuki is beginning to wonder if the shadow isn't answering some of his questions because it doesn't want to, or because the answer is more complicated than 'yes' or 'no.' He'll have to test this later, when he has much more patience and 26 pieces of paper.]

...

Can I touch you? Without dying or getting absorbed by you or anything, I mean.

[He might as well figure out how solid this shadow is, while he's here.]

[deofoled]

[ Looks at it briefly, sure is a shiny crown alright. It's good Gangrel took it because it's not like Killia would know what to do with it.]

So that means you won?

[ More blinking at the evil laughter though.]

[acherontiastyx]

Yeah! There you go, that was pretty good! Now, try with your other hand so you know what you're doing when you wanna throw a combo.

[sportadork]

[okay he can do this. takes out another orange piece.]

... Hanyuu decided to name you Kageshirou, since we don't know your real name. Is that okay? [he doesn't want to do anything without the consent of the murderpuddle.]

[firstaid]

Why would he want to send a letter with her handwriting? It seems... tactless.

[Then again, so are these motives.]

[firstaid]

I'm glad you were able to get a weapon, then. [She smiles at him.]

It seems like one you have a proficiency with.

[trustwellness]

[NO.]

[firstaid]

[She shakes her head.]

Nothing like that. He just made the pasta for the dogs. Nothing else was written about him.

[iaspis]

I... see.

[She really doesn't get it.]

[trustwellness]

[...Yes, apparently.]

[oyashiromama]

[There may not even be a "right thing" to say right now. Just the faith...it's appreciated.

Gently, she disengages, almost hesitant, and wipes at her eyes.]

You've d-done...you've done enough.

[oyashiromama]

[Well...]

I mean...things unrelated to our escape. Mostly, I've been asking him questions that are- well, curiosities to me, or...about the way he views the world.

[iaspis]

[Her head tips.

It has seemed to have some sort of awareness, so she'll see if she can actually get the eldritch abomination to respond to something.]

Can you understand me?

[Maybe it can nod a tendril or something.]

[firstaid]

[Estelle slowly lets her go, making sure she's okay.]

Is there anything else I can do for you?

[Clearly, she didn't hear that 'you've done enough' or if she did, she's interpreting it she's done with the hug and words for now.]

[quadruples]

[ Aw, he was hoping for something to happen, but he supposes no reaction is better than accidentally pissing the thing off.

That said, he decides to step closer to the wall, turn around and... take a selfie with the darkness doing the flowing thing in the background? This is really a thing he's doing. ]

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