trusthell | WEEK 4.

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!]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[That's a start.]

I...know many have already spoken with you...but I am Hanyuu. I've- ...I didn't want to simply call you a creature, so the Wordsmith said... He said you wouldn't mind a name. Kageshirou. Do you have any objections to this? I can...choose a new one.

[NO.

...Apparently no objections here. Kageshirou it is.]

[She breathes a sigh of relief.]

I'm glad. ...Now... Have you always lived here? In these walls?

[NO.]

Did you arrive here with the Wordsmith?

[That gets neither a yes nor a no; just an utter nonanswer in the form of refusing to interact with the paper altogether.]

[Alright, that's fine.]

Excuse me. Aah... ...Did you know the Wordsmith before all this?

[YES.]

Would you say you're friends?

Associates?

Did he bring you here?

[Once again, neither a yes nor a no.]

...Forgive that, Kageshirou, it wasn't clear. Did you two arrive here together?

[There is a lengthy pause, but eventually -

NO.]

Thank you. [...] I want to know...if you always look like this. Do you have another form?

Is it humanoid or...something like that?

[There is a pause, and the YES that follows is less assured than the usual. If this thing could shrug, it'd be doing it, let's put it that way.]

[HA-] I know asking what species you are is...a little reductive. I tried with the Wordsmith, I just wanted to see if you were the same.

...Do you...want to kill all of us?