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

[elepe]

I do not believe I stuttered, Gangrel.

[...

She's looking almost expectantly. Does he have something in mind.]

[plegia]

[HOW DARE YOU INTENTIONALLY MAKE SUCH A TERRIBLE PUN

GIVE HIM A MOMENT TO EVIL LAUGH FOR AWHILE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT THAT WAS AWFUL AND HE APPROVES SO MUCH]

And here I thought your sense of humor was lacking! Who knew all it took to get it to show was something so punbelievably bad!

[elepe]

[That smirk just broadens when he does that. She's so happy she doesn't have to pretend to be decent.]

Hmph! Then again, I did not expect much out of you, either. I suppose, in one regard...that makes us even.

[plegia]

You really shouldn't underestimate me!

[. . .]

Punderestimate me.

[will he ever stop]

[elepe]

[Lusamine turns to look at Gangrel, shaking her head. What on earth has she done...]

Keep that up, and they'll bury you six feet punder.

[plegia]

[GODDAMMIT HOW DARE YOU MAKE HIM LAUGH SO HARD—]

I can't really say I'd blame them! You could even say it would be... punderstandable!

[WELL AT LEAST WE'RE HAVING FUN...???]

[elepe]

You must think those skills of yours are indispunsable...

[15 people are dead right now, what the fuck.]

They'll simply think you've lost your mind. Assuming you were of sound mind to begin with.

[plegia]

How cruel! I cannot tolerate such slander against my name! I'm always of sound mind!

[...]

Or is that a punderstatement?

[absolutely no one asked for this oh my god]

[elepe]

[Ah, that gets some laughter. Tapus damn you, Gangrel.]

Oh my, it appears that I punderestimated your capacity for such things...I believe you win this round.

[plegia]

[He'll give a sweeping bow at that, the sort that's over the top but exactly as proper as it should be.]

I did have a quite a bit of practice with Alani! She taught me to go with the flow. But even without her, it's only a matter of following the current to the most punderful jokes!

[WELL YEAH YOU SAID HE WON BUT HE'S NOT HAPPY UNTIL HE'S OVERKILLED IT]

[elepe]

Gangrel...

[Had to rub it in, didn't you]

You're insufferable. A complete and utter annoyance who can't simply take a win with some grace!

[plegia]

Of course not! My title certainly isn't Graceful, now is it? Gyahahaha!