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!]

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[alchemicals]

[Kimbley's spent the last two days trying to work himself out; the incentive...well, he's not sure what he thinks of it, other than the part where this week is probably going to be fun as hell and not in a good way. But bluntly put, he's tired of being fucked up and he's tired of being angry, because being fucked up and angry for prolonged periods of time isn't really his style, and he's been building up an excess of energy that he needs to get out anyway.

He isn't too interested in the weight machines in the gym (he's fairly sure at least one of them might actually kill him somehow, and then we'd be in for the world's dumbest trial because the Wordsmith is just like that, probably) so for the time being he can be found in the dojo, trying his level best to take Sportacus' advice and actually do something that isn't "destroying stuff" or "wrecking his hands" in the interest of alleviating boredom and frustration. What he is doing looks like some sort of military drill sequence, because it's admittedly the first thing to come to mind, but at least it's halfway productive; he's still having to pause once in a while, though, to rebandage his right hand, but at least he's not quite as...outright bad at it as he could be. It's still awkward doing it with his nondominant hand, but he's...managing, anyway.

Later in the day, he can be found at the vending machine; he gets...well, a fair amount of crap he doesn't want, an acceptable amount of crap that he does, and after a while of just kind of looking at most of it, he disappears back into his room for a second to get a couple of things.

And that's why he can be found sitting on the floor in the hallway, outside the room containing the vending machine itself; he's got his maidenly carry-on bag next to him, it's propped open and full of the stuff he will shamelessly yard-sale to literally anyone, and there's a handmade sign written in sharpie and duct-taped to the wall above it reading "SOMEONE TAKE THIS SHIT, I DON'T WANT IT" with an arrow pointing downward to indicate the unwanted shit in question.

He's got the manicure set he'd procured for Kira with him, having stolen it from the guy's room at some point or another, because holy shit if he went to the effort of getting it then someone should at least use the stupid thing; he can generally be found filing his nails down with it, though sometimes when he gets bored with doing that he'll be sort of playing with the little knitted Chiyuki doll he got, just to give himself something to do with his hands.

And as always, if he's not in the aforementioned two locations, the chemistry lab is still a safe bet for finding him, though he's not playing with the chemicals today – looks like he's working on notes in there again.

Today is better than the last few days have been, at least. Surely there's something to be said for that.]

Dojo

[officerhops]

[As Judy usually tends to be anymore, she's as busy as a bee today. But once that incentive goes out...she decides some more time in the gym to clear her head is needed. Of course she'd never act on such a thing, but the last memory she seems to have had wasn't exactly a good one. It's pretty difficult to think about. Instead of going to the gym, though, she decides to try the dojo to see what different sorts of equipment it has.

She hops a little in place on the balls of her feet, shaking out her hands as she looks across the room, only to suddenly spot Kimbley there. Kimbley...she's admittedly been avoiding since the trial, if only because she doesn't really know what she could have said to him. That, and he was a certifiable Mess(tm) that she didn't want to accidentally upset.

At least now they're a couple days past all that. Maybe it'll be...fine...]

Looks like we've got the same idea.

[She calls out as she stands awkwardly at one end of the room, like she's...here now, but isn't entirely sure what to do with herself now that she is here.]

Gotta say though, I think I prefer the gym so far.

[alchemicals]

[Oh, hey, Judy. At the very least he doesn't seem on the verge of some sort of psychotic meltdown today? And he's bluescreening decidedly less, let's put it that way. He'll get up from what he's doing and actually pay attention to her, which is more than he's been offering most people lately.]

Looks like it, yeah. Though I'm not too used to the machines and stuff they've got in there - they're a bit beyond me, really.

[officerhops]

[She's glad for that! Good on you, Kimbley. As long as you don't mention everything you mentioned during the trial, Judy is entirely willing to pretend she never heard it.]

I wish I could tell you I knew how to get good use out of them. I mean, I know what they all do, but that's like expecting me to pick up an elephant for exercise. I'll just stick to the punching bags myself.

[alchemicals]

Yeah, I'd rather not risk injuring myself more than I have already.

[He shifts a bit, making those bandages on his right hand a bit more visible.]

It's been a rough week already, might as well not aggravate anything further.

[officerhops]

[Yeah, Judy sees that hand...it's a little concerning, though she's pretty sure she can guess what happened.]

No sense in breaking your knuckles over it, yeah...

[She pauses for a moment, shifting on her paws.]

So uh...This is probably a bad question after...everything, but. ...are you doing alright?

[alchemicals]

...I'm doing pretty all right, yeah. I was really messed up this weekend, but I'm not really one to stay that way too long.

And I'm not going to go on some sort of spree where I take out all the women and children or anything - Varric's already cleared that much with me.

[officerhops]

Oh, no, no no I wasn't implying-

[She shakes her head a little, stopping herself before she can cram her paw into her mouth.]

I'm glad to hear it. At least you've been able to keep busy, otherwise. I feel like my mind won't stop racing long enough for me to dwell on...well, anything.

chemistry lab

[oyashiromama]

[She's not really searching him out, but well, Hanyuu passes the chemistry lab and spies a familiar form and...

And she approaches, footsteps loud as usual.]

You are...not mixing anything today?

[alchemicals]

[Oh, hey Hanyuu.]

Just trying to keep my head clear for the time being. Today's been kind of on the interesting side.

[...Incentive and all.]

[oyashiromama]

...Yes, you could put it that way.

[like what the fuck]

So you're writing down your thoughts, or...?

[alchemicals]

Something like that.

[There's not a lot of writing getting done, admittedly, but there's some.]

You holding up all right?

[oyashiromama]

Well, I'm alive and there's no way I would ever act on the Wordsmith's latest incentive, if that counts.

[...nope]

[alchemicals]

[He's quiet for a moment at that, before just...]

...Come here and sit down for a while, then. It's not good to be alone, right?

[...he tried.]

[oyashiromama]

[Bless him, he really did.]

...Right. [So, she sits, across from him, not next to. It'd be rude, to be in a position to read his notes, after all.]

You seem...less bad. ["Better" is a charged word in here.]

outside the vending machine room

[ravagers]

Wow, that's a lot of stuff!

[ ... and then she spots that kitty hairpin and gestures to it. ]

I guess you don't mind if I take that off your hands.

[alchemicals]

[He'll look up from where he's doing his nails, shrugging a little once he sees what she's pointing out.]

Ah, come on - it's almost a shame for me to keep it if a cute girl wants it.

[...Apparently today is much better than the others have been.]

[ravagers]

Thanks!

[ Excellent. She takes the hairpin and fixes it in her hair. ]

Well, what do you think?

yard sale

[matchbreaker]

[ it is decidedly unclear as to if she considers their beef over or she's just ignoring it. But like any good old lady she loves a yard sale. And so she is here, looking at this stuff of not wanting. Specifically, she's fiddling with the camera, holding it up to her eyes. And also poking and prodding at the other stuff.

She does this with only a real wave of introduction. Hmmmm ]

[alchemicals]

[...You having a good time there, Elda...]

Looking for something in particular?

[matchbreaker]

[ She hums a bit, holding the camera up to her eye.

(does it look weird there or does that only happen at the film development stage I honestly don't know) but either way, ]

This one looks different than the one I got.

[alchemicals]

[(who the hell knows bro we make up our own camera rules) anyway, ]

I wouldn't know why, but then, photography's not really my thing.

[matchbreaker]

[ She points the camera at him and clicks the button. ... Yep. no photo came out, unlike her cheap one. This one also feels heavier and more real

(But can she see his electric discharges through the lens I say yes for funny but you can mod veto idek) ]

I've always thought it was odd how they managed to make them so small these days, actually.

[alchemicals]

Seriously.

[He is totally in agreement on that because dude.

(also go for it? go for it.)]

I haven't seen anything like the ones they've got here, they're all weird as hell.

[matchbreaker]

[ . . .!! Whoa! ]

And this one makes you look purple! Did you try that before?!

[ Because this is way more interesting than the fact both of them are used to more early 20th century cameras ]