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

[uncouthhatcher]

[Aibo is so pleased, Hanyuu's getting both of them.]

Man, if you wanna see someone who's got the same face as me, then you've gotta meet Togebo -- he's my little Togepi, just a baby, but me and him look just alike. Same handsome smirk and everything!

[oyashiromama]

...a little baby. [...] I would love to meet him, though I hope...he's not here, in this place.

[uncouthhatcher]

I'd rather him be here than at home.

[It's an odd sentiment, especially... considering the everything that this place is, and Gold looks discomforted for a moment before he shakes his head.]

At least I'd know that he's safe.

[oyashiromama]

...That's true.

[She...ah... She's equally unsettled.]

If...if you could watch over the ones you love, it'd be easier.

[uncouthhatcher]

Yeah, no joke.

[he's quiet for a moment before he reaches over to scratch aibo's head]

I think'd he'd be safer here than at home, least for the time bein'.

[oyashiromama]

Then... you too, keep remembering things that are...troubling. Is that so?

[uncouthhatcher]

Yeah, nothing out of the ordinary though. Same kinda thing that always happens.

[But there's something in his tone that says otherwise, that it's more troubling than he wants to let on. Despite that, though, he's brightening up with a carefree wave of his hand.]

[oyashiromama]

[...She should ask him.

She wants to ask him. She wants to know, what is wrong, she knows something is wrong but- her face scrunches up, a visible sign of her internal struggle, and she glances away.]

As long as it's nothing...terribly bad. [She just kind of. Can't handle thinking about anything else. Not today. She can't bring herself to ask, and she hates that.]

[uncouthhatcher]

Nothing my partners and I can't handle, Hanyuu, I promise. Who knows? Maybe it's already solved.

[The dreams are memories, after all, and he's certain of it from how he and Silver's kept matching up.

... He'll take her hand and squeeze it though.]

Maybe it's solved and I've finally gotten Crys and Silver to slow down for a little bit, take some time off to hang out. There's a lot of things I wanna experience together after all.

[oyashiromama]

[She can't manage a smile, but that's appreciated.]

I'll pray that you have. Kids your age... You should be able to be kids, and enjoy your youth.

[A little squeeze back. Her hand's shaking, just a little.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[... He can't do anything too obvious about the shaking, but Aibo can. The Ambipom's gonna braid her hair. How dexterous.]

Oh, you can bet that I am! I'm travellin' all I want, seein' all the sights and eatin' all the local foods! It's been a blast! I already told Silver I'm draggin' him along when we get him too, no matter what he says, and we're gonna take Crys to Alola since Lusa invited us. If she needs an excuse, she can tell herself it's a business trip.

[oyashiromama]

[...Oh, Aibo, bless you? The novelty of having her hair braided in the doorway of a university dorm by a four foot something moneky with two hand tails is- ...well it doesn't haven't every day, so Hanyuu's a little taken aback.]

A vacation... Yes, I think everyone will need one after this. That's so nice of her to offer.

[uncouthhatcher]

Right? Can't wait to see it -- apparently it's tropical, which means it's warm as hell! Silver's gonna die there.

[Black fleece jacket and all.]

[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.