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

[acherontiastyx]

yeah it really does. i mean, i guess we get a new floor every week or whatever, though i guess we've gotta run out of those eventually.

do you know how many there are, actually? or at least if there's more than six

[trustwellness]

THERE ARE MORE THAN SIX, I THINK, BUT I DON'T KNOW EXACTLY HOW MANY.

[matchbreaker]

Ugh, this is heavier than it should be.

[ Okay, walking it it over towards the Lusamine. And... ]

Look, where's the Clefable?

[oyashiromama]

If it doesn't have a sound, it's easier to just shut it away.

[sportadork]

We should all try to do nice things for each other, while we can!

[... wow that was a bit of a downer uh] It's been very hard for everyone, but even the smallest thing can help.

[oyashiromama]

Aah... I'm not sure. ...Hopefully, but...even if not, maybe our feelings are reaching them.

[elepe]

[Clefable perks up from the flower beds when she hears her name, looking between Lusamine and Elda.]

Clefable, be a dear and come here for a moment! Elda has something.

[Give her a moment while she toddles on over to Elda with curiosity. Lusamine gets up to go nearby as well, looking intrigued.]

What is it?

[matchbreaker]

Well, that thing's from the moon, right?

[ Aahah.... hahhaa.... ]

This thing [ Sets it down ] Phi's pretty sure is a moon rock.

[acherontiastyx]

oh, okay. guess i'll see if i can pray for actual video games because i miss video games.

[trustwellness]

OH, THANK GOD, SOMEONE ELSE WHO KNOWS WHAT THOSE ARE.

WHAT KIND DO YOU LIKE?

[iaspis]

...Yeah.

But that thing seems to inhabit the walls. If there was a way to approach the walls without alerting it, maybe...

But there's that rule in place now about attempting to destroy the walls.

[oyashiromama]

[i have never been okay

[Oh- ...oh, it's fine, Kageshirou will clean it up at night, that's how this works, right?? Hanyuu giggles.]

Mm! I can't wait to see it finished, aah... [...she holds a notebook behind her back-]

[iaspis]

Maybe.

I wouldn't want to talk to him either way; writing is easier for me.

But it is strange, don't you think? Almost like there's more than one of him.

[oyashiromama]

Aah, nor can I!

[Hanyuu appreciate Mikazuki so much-]

But...aah, I think, if I had a recipe, I could probably...figure out what to include or not to. [...] It might...take some time.

garden

[byday]

This area seems to be a nice change of pace.

[Bruce is strolling through, with a hand tucked in his suit jacket. Can't hurt to say something to her.]

[iaspis]

I agree. I'm just not sure how... He doesn't seem the sort to rise to bait.

[feistytrader]

...Do you have a rival at home, Lusamine?

[How about we gently steer the topic elsewhere.]

[introspects]

My...plans?

[ oh.

well.

see...they'd been stuck here for so long, that plans that come after escaping...she hasn't really given them much thought. she's been so focused on the getting out part that... ]

Um...I think...I'm going to see if I can bring the spirits of the others back into my world, first. And then have a donut party, and invite everyone! Aha, assuming we can all share worlds, that is!

[introspects]

I hope it's even worse.

[ hearing that from orihime may be a little...surprising, but it's clear she isn't fond of the wordsmith, either. ]

If he didn't bring us all here, Yoshikage-san wouldn't have done that to Chiyuki-san.

[tsugomori]

Oh, I have no idea, he only told me how you'd make your way out of one.

[ ... and then tea cake happened.

Well, Gangrel may try to avoid the awkward topic, and maybe it seems like it'd be a good idea. But, he thinks they both know 'anyone' is 'Killia', even if there's a moment before he answers. ]

... It's alright, you can say his name. I've been thinking about writing something for him, yes. I don't know if I want to have it filled with things I've spoken about that could be put into a letter, or other things. All I know is that I do want to send him something at least.

[plegia]

Maybe you should practice writing a letter to him. Just write down whatever comes to mind and see how it sounds. Then write another and another, until you get something you're satisfied with.

[...]

It's good advice in theory, but getting even the first word out is difficult enough.

[sportadork]

I've been trying to be! [beat] Also, murder only seems to happen at night, and I go to sleep very early.

[oyashiromama]

[She nods, not looking at him yet; she can hear who it is, after all!]

Just making sure to switch out flowers, and food, and all that. Can't have it smelling bad, now, can we?

[oyashiromama]

[She shakes her head.]

You've no need to apologize. I know... I've been in times just as hard as yours, Estellise.

kitchen

[oyashiromama]

[Hanyuu's picking up some mochi that she stored in here the other day, but she can't help but stop and smell the stir fry, so to speak.]

Putting together something creative for the night?