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!]

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[iaspis]

[Well, that was...

She doesn't know how to even describe that. Clearly another memory, but what the hell does it mean? first thing is first, she checks out the new floor. She's surprisingly please with the dojo, and can be fond there for several hours, practicing her skills. While her fighting style is clearly not martial arts, she is still a brawler. She looks surprisingly graceful for such an obvious brawler.

Later on, she can be found in the pool. Keyword in. She's sitting at the bottom of the pool, seemingly perfectly okay with being underwater and not... needing to come up for air for some weird reason. Either way, she's not there for very long-- not long enough that it would become a real concern at any rate. She can be found drying her hair off with a towel no more than thirty minutes later.

And, of course, in the evening, she can be found in the bar, an empty glass next to her, examining an incredibly wicked set of knives with interest.]

pool;

[alchemicals]

[You know, Kimbley is pretty content to just kind of...autopilot his way around for the next foreseeable ever, but at some time it occurs to him (vaguely, briefly) that he should probably see what's on the new floor. He isn't all that thrilled about it, but it'll be for the best to see what's there.

The pool normally wouldn't have his interest, but the person down there does.

He's not too concerned about her being dead, but he'll stick around just to see how long she's down there; the answer is, apparently, "a damn long time", and he's there by the wall when she eventually does come up, just kind of watching.]

Guess you really don't need to breathe. That's impressive.

[iaspis]

No.

[It's said in agreement, but it's fairly cheerful. Clearly, hanging out at the bottom of the pool wasn't due to sulking or anything like that.]

Many things that would affect organic life do not affect Gems. Of course, there are disadvantages to that.

[She motions to the pool.]

Our bodies automatically adjust to changes in gravity. It means I cannot float in water.

[alchemicals]

If it's any consolation, I probably don't either. I probably couldn't swim to save my life.

[Landlocked...countries...also living out in the sticks but y'know. Details.]

[iaspis]

[She laughs quietly.]

That would make the pool inconvenient, wouldn't it?

[alchemicals]

A little bit, yeah. Not like I'm planning on spending too much time in here, anyway.

[He shrugs.]

I was just seeing what was in here, it smells like chlorine? I've got no idea why it smells like chlorine in here, it was weirding me out.

And then you got my attention, and here we are.

[iaspis]

Chlorine?

[She hadn't really noticed before, but....]

Outside of its gaseous state, I believe chlorine can be used to clean certain substances.

[alchemicals]

...In the water, though?

[But why would you bleach the - ]

I mean, I guess? Kind of a weird practice, though.

[iaspis]

....Maybe one of the others would have an answer.

Maybe it keeps the water from stagnating. Though it's indoors, so maybe that doesn't have anything to do with it.

[alchemicals]

Maybe.

[This whole place is weird as hell, Jasper.]

What were you doing in there, anyway?

[iaspis]

I was cooling off.

[You know. As you do when you're a giant woman who can't fit inside the shower.]

[alchemicals]

...You know, that is both entirely fair and not at all what I expected. Any reason?

pool

[acherontiastyx]

[...is that normal for alien rock people. should he go... make sure she isn't drowning.

...

it'll probably be fine. he'll just... keep an eye out, wait and see if she comes up on her own, and make sure things don't get Weird.]

[iaspis]

[...Don't worry, Guzma! She's fine!! Probably. It's not long before she emerges, and when she does, she has to use the stairs to get out of it, because she doesn't just rise back up to the surface of the water.

She notices him staring and raises a brow.]

Is something wrong?

[acherontiastyx]

...yeah, uh, I just didn't know if rock aliens could breathe or... whatever underwater. It's cool.

[iaspis]

No, Gems don't need to breathe.

[She smirks.]

Don't worry; I wasn't in any danger. I just wanted to cool down for a bit.

[So she sat in the pool instead of using a shower like a normal person.]

[acherontiastyx]

Yeah, I figured that kinda might be the case. I mean, heck, if I didn't have to breathe, I'd probably do that, too... but you know. Lungs.

[if only he was, like, a rock]

[iaspis]

There are disadvantages. Gem bodies are designed to automatically adjust to changes in gravity. It means I can't swim, and in situations with low gravity, I would not be able to float.

....I think that's something certain organic beings would enjoy, anyway.

[acherontiastyx]

I mean... yeah, those don't sound like the worst thing in the world. At least, as long as you avoid quicksand, but that never actually ended up being as much of a problem as I thought it was gonna be in real life.

[iaspis]

Quicksand....?

Fortunately, I don't think there's anything like that here.

Besides, so long as it wasn't here, I could just turn myself into a ball of energy and escape.

[acherontiastyx]

Yeah, it's some weird mix of sand and water that's supposed to be really hard to get out of. Since we're indoors I doubt it's gonna be an issue.

But anyway. Dang. That's cool as heck, but it sucks you can't do it here. If you could, I guess you could find a way in and punch the heck out of that Wordsmith jerk.

[iaspis]

With our luck, he might try and make a room filled with quicksand, now.

So far, the rooms have seemed randomly assorted. I wonder how long it took him to change the appearance of the rooms in this place.

[acherontiastyx]

Oh snap. Well, I guess I could try and pull you out or something.

...and yeah. Do you think this is all new, or if he had something before and just retooled it into a murder hellhole?

[iaspis]

....I don't know.

Did anything look like it had been used before? We've been here for weeks; I'm sure there must be some sign of wear. Scratches on some of those cooking cylinders, maybe.

[....she means the pots.]

[acherontiastyx]

...uh. Yeah, I didn't... see anything like that? I guess it's something to look for, I guess.