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

[deofoled]

Hauteclaire. I don't like her like that

[ That's important to stress! He's mot even sure if it's a girl sword.]

Yeah, I've done the first twenty levels in her item world.

[iaspis]

I'm glad to have such a worthy opponent here; we'll have to fight again sometime.

[deofoled]

[ Huh.]

And you helped her. From a dictator?

[neverheardofhim]

That's what I said, right? The... part about her name. [Why would he say a sword is hot? Aside from the... whole thing with his crossbow, of course.]

That's... Good for you, kid.

[acherontiastyx]

Oh.

[...he doesn't want to explain this, but uh...]

...I kind of punched a punching bag a little too much.

[neverheardofhim]

No, no, nothing like... [But he paused. The Qunari certainly behaved like a dictator, and there was no question that Meredith was just as bad. He'd never thought of it in that sense, never considered it in any other way than the barest of facts.]

Yeah, alright. I guess you could call it that.

[oyashiromama]

[...Such a big family. Hanyuu- ...she hates that jealousy, piling up again, so she squashes it down. Elda lost her husband. There's nothing to be jealous of. She just wishes...

...

Hanyuu can't quite smile, but she touches the drawing, gently.] What's the newest little one's name?

[uncouthhatcher]

They're definitely not fit for what you're doin', but they sure got the job done.

[Off to his room!! They can use his bathroom for easy clean up, and he'll show off the weird... comb scissors.]

Two in one, see? It'll be an easy fix.

[matchbreaker]

Anju. [ She smiles, despite how the name is a little strange on her lips ] My son and his wife are keeping the old family name, but it seems they decided to give their children more Japanese names so that they might adapt to the new environment. Anju and Karin are even going by "Maaka Karin" and "Maaka Anju" in school.

[ She's eager to talk about herself, and this subject. She's... incredibly thankful for this life. ]

[oyashiromama]

[what the hell is zero escape]

I-I... There's some I don't follow. I don't understand...how were you both able to live so long...? Or was it not the same body, in a different time? I initially assumed that, but... How could his past self...?

[She's trying to grasp a lot, but it's hard.]

[introspects]

...I see. So your game was more of a puzzle than here...

[ With a little bit of trust mixed into it, too. ]

That all sounds absolutely horrible, Phi-san. I...I wouldn't have guessed someone like you...

[ Whether you like it or not, Phi, Orihime's going to wrap her arms around you and hold you tight. ] What about Mira-san?

[acherontiastyx]

I'm not really surprised. Tapus forbid any of us get out of here in a way that doesn't involve killing everyone else.

[oyashiromama]

...

[She sighs.]

It seems...war and chaos, they're a constant, no matter the world.

[introspects]

[ Maybe he can hang it on his cellphone?! Like a strap... Unless he really does want to wear it. Orihime will cherish him forever. ]

Y-You think so...? A-Ah, I mean, if that's what you want!

[oyashiromama]

[A-ah...?]

I... I got them from that machine, the gatcha. [...she still thinks of it as that rather than "vending machine."] I- d-do they belong to you? I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to keep them, I-I wasn't sure where to ask-

[quadruples]

[ He really does want to wear it! It's a gift from a sweet girl he's fond of and that makes it valuable to him even it happens to look cheap. ]

Viktor sounds nicer than Nikiforov, doesn't it?

[deofoled]

They are. I wouldn't be surprised if the angels on Celestia went to war among themselves either.

...Christo would know better about that.

[ Still bitter about that.]

[introspects]

[ THIS HURTS ME SO MUCH ]

Eeeh? Two in one? That's--that's the smartest invention of all time!

[ no it isn't but she is impressed. ]

Did you get that from the machine?

[plentyfriendly]

Okay, do you have paper? This might work better with a diagram.

[...well. paper that's not written on already, of course.]

[oyashiromama]

I've always liked the sound of somewhere tropical. Hinamizawa... [...] The heat is sweltering, in a different way. It was when I was alive, at least.

[oyashiromama]

Rose Quartz? She's...among your information, isn't she?

[introspects]

Yes. These...they're mine...I've been looking all over for them--

[ Oh, gosh; she's holding them close to her chest, now, and it looks like she may break down any moment now. ]

They're--they're from my brother...

[oyashiromama]

[She places a hand on Orihime's arm and- ...almost, just almost, smiles.]

So much could break a person, but you're still going. That makes you very strong. [...] I like your hair. For the record.

[introspects]

[ What a nice guy... She loves you, Viktor. ]

A-Ah, it's...easier to pronounce? Then, I'll call you Viktor-san from now on, okay?

[plentyfriendly]

I'd say that for other reasons. Disarming the really big bomb was certainly puzzling... but the condition for getting the passwords was "someone dies".

["If six people die, you can get out!"]

As for Mira, she died in my arms... but not before giving me a horrible disease.