Trustfell 4: Trust Fall or Die Hard (
trustwellness) wrote in
trusthell2017-02-12 11:44 am
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: 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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Right. So. He calms down a bit, maybe. Takes a few deep breaths. Changes into his generic school outfit and arranges it so it looks disheveled and unkempt.
Yeah. Okay. He's... he's gonna go head to the vending machine and do some gambling to see if it makes him feel better. And surprise, it actually does, because along with a bunch of other shit, whenever he excitedly tosses that Pokeball, it's... it's his giant three foot long spider friend, who immediately scuttles up to him as he kneels down to pet the shit out of him.
Yeah. Okay. He's feeling a little better now. He's doing alright. And anyway, he now has an idea. Ariados gives him a little more range to explore, doesn't he? So does Masquerain, but a spider's a little better for climbing things and getting real close.
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So yeah. He's gonna investigate the fuck out of the kitchen. For a good portion of the afternoon, Guzma is going to be in there along with a giant spider that's currently crawling on the walls and ceiling looking for secrets.]
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M- my goodness...!
[she's not scared really she's seen worse just WHOA THAT IS NOT WHAT SHE WAS EXPECTING]
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[...he knows this is gonna freak most people out so he kind of puts a hand on the Ariados's abdomen to keep him from walking on up to investigate.]
This is one of my good old buddies!
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[approaching...slowly...and reaching out a hand]
What's his name?
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[Guzma lets him go so he can investigate, which... well. He looks up at Hanyuu expectantly.]
...and, uh, lots of people.
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[Does he want to shake?]
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He's very polite.
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[...he doesn't sound as put upon as he probably intends to.]
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Yeah, definitely. They're really great, and I'm glad I have most of them back. It was... way too quiet before I got 'em back, you know?
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I...can only imagine. If you're used to growing up with them... How many do you have? You...drew pictures, didn't you? Before?
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...I mean, they're probably doing alright, but it still gets my blood boiling.
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...he has an idea. Let's see... he'll get a plate while he's looking that over, and a knife...]
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...so. he's gonna take that plate and put it in... one of the cabinets behind some shit nobody eats, like... oatmeal or something. he's gonna get a piece of paper out of his pocket and write it down.]
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