WEEK 6.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 6 With the deaths of Viktor Nikiforov, Varric Tethras, and Killia, you're down to half of your original number. There's only fifteen of you left. How much longer before your number drops again? 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... Of course, that doesn't mean that you've gained nothing else among the many, many losses you've faced; it seems that another floor has been made available to you for surviving another week. Congratulations and well done, even if you might not necessarily appreciate the reward. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 15

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week six 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]

The swords, of course! It's good to have something familiar here.

[. . . uh hang on]

Wait, actually... The Fire Emblem. Definitely that.

[right, definitely the thing he really wanted back home and yet never actually got until now, yep]

[matchbreaker]

Wha... really?! What happened to the audio dramas to the storytellers and such?!

[ . . . Okay so that was more like the 40s and the 50s... ]

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . ]

What's that? A flag?

[plegia]

No, it's a shield. Not a particularly useful one, mind you. It's more of a magical artifact of great power than anything else, but it can't do anything without all the gemstones.

[He sounds sort of puzzled, like he's genuinely not sure what to make of this. Gangrel is one again having A Feeling and it's very difficult.]

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . ]

Wait, so you got a magic shield that gives a lot of power? That's really something!

[ So why does he look confused... ]

[feistytrader]

[...Silver doesn't respond to that for a moment; he takes a good long moment to look Gangrel over and consider something. He's drunk, so maybe what he's considering isn't particularly deep, but either way, after a little while:]

Hey, Gangrel?

[tsugomori]

Yes. Food for me?

[ He'll smile at her...trying to have the mood light. ]

[iaspis]

Are you?

[She looks a little amused. Not in a malicious way, just in the normal sort of way.]

Was it one of those truth or dare games?

[matchbreaker]

Well, something similar! I applied a wager to a different game and... lost.

[ ... Man, she can't even point well with this thing on. The stupid yeti hands get in the way! ]

[iaspis]

Thank you!

[She's so pleased.]

I'm the Ultimate Quartz; I am one of the best warriors in all of Gemkind!

[She's so modest.]

Maybe I will come back with you. There are many worlds I want to see.

[iaspis]

[Welp, that sucks, doesn't it?

But she's not really here to humiliate Elda, so she's fairly content to let it drop. Though she's not done with the WHAT questions quite yet, even so.]

Where did that costume come from, anyway?

[matchbreaker]

I... believe it was something from that vending machine. She made these ears [ And she nods her head, making the cat ears shift just a little ] herself though, if I recall.

[ She's...

Man, now she's in front of people this is really embarrassing! Ugh. ]

[iaspis]

From the vending machine?

[Well. That makes sense.]

It's... creative, I guess.

[...]

How long do you have to wear it?

[matchbreaker]

The rest of the day.

[ SIGH.

Least she can do tho. ]

Incin.

[plentyfriendly]

[Phi typically avoids this room since she remembered the time(line) and she died in one. But just in case there's something important or useful here...

nope.]

A rock? I think the machine might have hit a new low.

[matchbreaker]

Actually I got some rubble the other day. At least this rock is on one piece.

[ Even if it is, you know, a rock. ]

[plentyfriendly]

And fairly large. About the...

[There is something off about that rock. Phi picks it up with both hands (but her legs do most of the work.]

...Really?

[matchbreaker]

Hey, careful. You do have those chicken arms.

[ ... But what's up? Isn't it just rock...??? ]

[plentyfriendly]

If there were two guys on the Moon, and one killed the other with this rock, would that be fucked up or what?

[Not just any rock, this one in particular.]

[matchbreaker]

[ . . .

. . . ]

Probably more like confusing? Why would that be a rock? And weren't there more guys on the moon?!

[plentyfriendly]

I can't tell for sure, but I think I was almost killed with this rock.

Fortunately, Dio's an idiot so he didn't actually follow through.

[matchbreaker]

[ Um ]

A rock's a rock, isn't it? What makes you think it's that rock?

[ She's trying to be nice and all but... ]

[plentyfriendly]

The brain's processing speed increases during a crisis. Because of the imminent peril I remember more clearly.

The fact that rocks from the Moon and Earth have different qualities doesn't hurt, though.

[matchbreaker]

[ It's not nearly as agile as normal because, you know, mascot costume, but she stands! So she might better examine the rock.

... Increases during a crisis.

.... Don't focus on that ]

Oh yeah, what gives it away as a moon stone?

[iaspis]

[.....]

At least it's only for one day, I guess.