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!]

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[matchbreaker]

[ Cotton balls up her nose, some red paint smeared on her hands and knees, another spray can in her hands as she's in the middle of drawing a forked-tongued skull, she turns to see- ]

What?

[sportadork]

[what to even say... how to begin...]

It's good that you're being so creative! [okay that's a good start.] You don't seem to like this room very much, though.

[matchbreaker]

There may be no crosses, but a church is a church. It can afford to endure my ire for one day.

[ Wordsmith will probably fix it, she knows. She ... actually laugh a little at the creativity thing, but punctuates her words with a swing of the warhammer into some candle set ]

[sportadork]

-- Ah. Is that what this is? That makes sense. [because of the vampire thing. and the genocide thing.]

As long as it's just for one day... Some of the others might want to use this place, you know.

[matchbreaker]

Then they can wait a day as well.

[ She... She sets down the hammer, sighing ]

Sportacus, have you remembered more about your child?

[sportadork]

[he brightens at the question, smiling.]

Yes! She forced me to take my first vacation in my life, and took over protecting the town as a real superhero! [clearly proud] She did a very good job, until the robot dog started attacking people!

[matchbreaker]

[ A robot dog...

How absurd.

She motions him inside this desecrated chapel, as she's drawing a few more skulls ]

[sportadork]

[... eh okay, just shrugs and walks inside, what's the worst that can happen.]

[matchbreaker]

Tell me more.

[ she demands. She'll keep working, and he'll talk. ]

[sportadork]

Huh? Oh, okay! Let's see... [thinks...]

There's another boy in town, Pixel-- he's very intelligent, always inventing new gadgets! He's very close to building a working rocket ship, I think... One time, he made a machine that turned things invisible! He was using it to slack off his chores. [grins, shakes head] I got turned invisible for a little while. It was kind of fun!

[matchbreaker]

[ A rocket ship? ... Amazing. Amazing, that a child is near to that. She smiles, still making the skull. She's listening, but she doesn't respond yet. ]

[sportadork]

Hm... There's Ziggy; he's the youngest out of everyone. He wants to be a superhero too, but he's much too young for it, so I just encourage him and try to make sure he doesn't eat candy for every meal... The machine gave me his teddy bear, for some reason. I'm worried, since he needs it to sleep at night... [but, to be honest, so does he now.] He calls it Teddycus. It's dressed up like me.

[matchbreaker]

[ Teddycus?

A bear...

A dirty bear...

... Ah. Ah. She- she nods. ]

Is he a rebellious child, to seek candy so much?

[ After all, it's apparently toxic to sportacus ]

[sportadork]

No, he's very good! Or at least, he always tries to be. He just has an awful sweet tooth... But, he's getting much better at eating healthier, and only eating candy sometimes! I'm very proud of him.

... Now, Trixie. She is very rebellious! Always pulling pranks on her friends, making fun, drawing on the walls... I think you would like her. She is very spirited.

[matchbreaker]

Do I seem so rebellious?

[ she said, as she drew a knife jabbing into the eye of this skull. ]

[sportadork]

Just a little bit.

[pause] Should I... keep going?

[matchbreaker]

Yes. Fors long as you want, Sportacus.

[ It... it should hurt, really. That he has these pleasant memories, and she's left with uncertainty. But that's probably karmic to some extent. Her second and third memories were blessings.

And ... well.

Why not hear more? ]

[sportadork]

... Elda. Are you... [ugh, of course she's not. don't be stupid.]

Would you like to talk?

[matchbreaker]

[ Would she...? She- ]

I realized earlier today, though I now have memories of my three grandchildren, of Ren and Karin and Anju - that with the exception perhaps of Ren, the time that I know I've spent with them is less than the time I've spent with those here.

[ IE: the sum total of her new memories, at least as far as she can actually remember, is less than a month.

She knows more time has past, just based on the seasons, but she's not been blessed with the gaps between ]

[sportadork]

... You'll get to spend more time with them when we escape from here. I am sure they'll be very happy to see you.

[and he somehow manages to at least sound confident about it.]

1/2

[matchbreaker]

[ Will they? Will Karin- ]

[matchbreaker]

[ ... she smirks ]

I know. I know they will! I'm going to play with little Anju's silvery hair and pet Karin. Oh and dear Ren, that body hasn't had near enough of me.

[sportadork]

[smiles] You know, you owe me stories about your children, now.

[matchbreaker]

Alright, alright, I can do that!

[ she laughs, shaking her head ]

... Well, I only have one child, even if he's quite grown now. [ She knows the spirit of the thing was her grandchildren, and she'll get to them. But she couldn't help but rib a little ] Henry, that is! Oh, he was always a sweet boy. Sensitive, maybe even a little bit dandy in his youth, but with a strong jawline and a noble heart. I remember whne I used to clean the boy's ears, because they could end up so messy. [ She shakes her head ] We lived together for many years, just Henry and James and I. Until James found him a fiancée.

[ Calera... ] I can't stand the shrew, but Henry seemed to take to her quite quickly. It was so... so frustrating, and yet so endearing to see the poor boy's attempts to impress her! Still, his charms did win in the end. They're long married now, and have given me those three grandchildren I just mentioned.

[sportadork]

[he listens intently, smiling. there's really nothing better than people talking about what they love.]

You are very lucky, to have such a wonderful family... Do you think, if we ever get the chance, that I could meet them?