WEEK 8.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 8 Orihime Inoue and Mikazuki Munechika are dead thanks to the Wordsmith's motive. While only two have died this past week, it feels much emptier around here now. There's only ten of you left. There's so few of you now. 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... Unfortunately, regardless of how well you may or may not have done this week, it seems that there's nothing else for you here. No new floors have opened up below the seventh; it looks like for now, that truly is all. Perhaps it's a good sign. Perhaps it's one of the worst yet. Only time will tell. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 10 APPRENTICES REMAINING: 8

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[OOC: Welcome to week eight 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

[feistytrader]

I can catch up on sleep when we're out of here.

[His vision isn't great, but...]

Is that some costume from the vending machine or something?

[He looks a little like... What was he called again? Gligarman? He's got way less purple going on, though.]

[bynight]

You wish.

[Even with the joke, his tone doesn't change.]

I just think it's a bit late for someone to be in here by themselves. Especially after the message that your group received today.

[feistytrader]

I'm doing what I can to look out for our group. If you're not a part of it, what I'm doing is none of your business.

[Although he also pretty clearly explained what he was doing at the meeting for everyone to hear.]

[bynight]

I have eyes and ears. I can figure it out either way.

[It'd be pretty dumb for him to repeat anything that was stated during the meeting, because there was no bat-themed vigilante at that meeting.]

I might not be part of your group, but I'm trying to make the protection of your group my business.

[feistytrader]

[...Logically speaking, there are only a few conclusions Silver can draw at this point. This guy is either someone working for the Wordsmith, someone out of their group in some dumb outfit, or a third party... Somehow. Despite the fact that they haven't seen a person besides them in almost two months. Sure, the Wordsmith presumably has to get around somehow, but- whatever the case, it pisses him off.

...

He kind of reminds him of those weird knife things that came out of the machine.]

By doing what?

[bynight]

I have my methods.

[feistytrader]

...I don't trust you. More than that, I don't want to be saved by some outside help. I believe we can all get out together.

[Which is the complete opposite of what he believed when he first got in here, but a lot changes in a couple of months.]