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

[plegia]

[He'll give a slight bow at that. It would probably be sweeping and over-the-top enough to knock anyone off of a chair if they were sitting nearby.]

I'm very pleased to have that much figured out, at least! Perhaps your memories will also make sense in time!

[alchemicals]

Better if they don't, at this rate - I'm all right with it just being an absolute carnival of out-of-context shit. Who knows, maybe it'll keep my life interesting now that I can't annoy the weird bastard with the hand fetish.

[Holy shit, a mention of Kira that isn't completely depressing, clearly life moves on.]

[plegia]

[Well that's going to get him to evil laugh for a moment because holy shit.]

You said it, not me!

[But we were all thinking it, so thank you for that.]

I'm sure there are plenty of other ways to keep your life interesting besides ridiculous memories. But now I'm curious... Would you care to share any of your out-of-context dreams?

[alchemicals]

The ones I've had really just prove that I need better taste in people or something - I'm pretty sure I was so interested in following Kira around because he reminded me of a guy I knew back home. He's my superior officer now, I guess, because he got me reinstated to the military.

For some reason.

...Knowing damn well that I killed my last set of superior officers.

[plegia]

Well that just sounds like a terrible decision, but perhaps he was stupid enough to believe he'd be the exception! People that arrogant are such a pain, aren't they?

[...........look in a mirror sometime]

[alchemicals]

[...He's been doing such a good job at keeping a reasonably straight face, but no. No, that is going to be what actually gets him to laugh, even if he looks a little like that particular reaction startled him at first, it was so goddamn unexpected -

bless you and your self-awareness zero, gangrel, seriously]

Yeah. Yeah, they are.

[plegia]

[he's a regular comedic genius, he knows!! he's absolutely perfect and flawless and has never done anything wrong ever!!]

Well, since you shared one of your memories... I suppose I can tell you about what I just remembered!

[you just wanted an excuse to talk about yourself shut up]

Apparently we went to war with Ylisse at some point and while I did have a dream about capturing the Exalt - that's their leader - and their capitol city, we were in Plegia for some reason. We're planning on executing the Exalt for her crimes against my people and because she's a self-righteous pain in the ass who needed to die at least five or ten years ago.

So her darling little brother, the ever-tenacious Prince of Ylisse - whom I had forgotten all about because he leads and army called the "Shepards" and if that's not an embarrassing name for an army, I don't know what is - comes charging in and I suppose we probably fought at some point, but I don't remember that. My tactician took out most of his flying troops to save the Exalt so I handed him an ultimatum.

His sister's life or the Fire Emblem. He wasn't taking it too well! But then the dream ended, which was a bit of a disappointment.

[alchemicals]

[...jesus.]

...So is your life just...constantly that interesting, or is this a special case?

[plegia]

Oh no, this isn't nearly as dull as my life usually is! I've been trying to start a war with these infuriating, peace-loving dastards for years! Normally the only thing I have to look forward to are assassination attempts! Gyahahaha!

[alchemicals]

For the life of me, I can't imagine why.

[plegia]

It's difficult being such a popular, beloved ruler!

[well at least he's got some self-awareness about this???]

[alchemicals]

Look at you go, you're horrible.

[he appreciates it, all right.]

[plegia]

The absolute worst!

[more evil laughter...]