WEEK 9.

[trustwellness]

WEEK 9 The only two deaths this past week were due to rule violations; Bruce Wayne and Kimihiro Watanuki have joined the deceased. The deceased, however, still seem to be among you - that is, if Noir is to be believed. Either way, one thing is clear: for the first time in two months, a week has passed where no one has murdered. With no trial, Saturday is relatively quiet. 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... Once again, there are no new floors available to you; is this a good sign, or just claustrophobic? Either way, the air has been seeming a little heavier nowadays, despite the lack of murder - but who knows, maybe it's all in your head. APPRENTICES REMAINING: 8

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[OOC: Welcome to week nine 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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SUNDAY

[trustwellness]

PAGING CHALKBOARD GHOST

[acherontiastyx]

[...hm. Hmmm. Okay. Yeah. That explains a lot.

...

Things are different now, and Guzma kind of actually understands what was going on with Lusamine there... but it still feels kind of... not great. On the other hand, though... holy shit. Lillie owns.

...

But you know, that leads to the question of "what the heck do I do today." He really doesn't know. It was weird to have a quiet weekend, even if people still died. Kind of.

...well, first off. While he's actually making some edible, not-burnt, kind of good eggs for breakfast in the kitchen, he thinks a bit and puts a note on the fridge.]

hey. yo. does anyone know where we should put ziska? i've been kinda holding on to her but it feels kinda weird to just keep a book girl in your room.

[...ah, right, and he slips a copy under Elda's door because she doesn't use the kitchen.

Right. So. After that... he ends up in the art room painting some kind of abstract, purplish landscape covered in crystals, because he kind of wants to see if he can just... get it out of his head. He doesn't want to draw any Nihilego or anything because screw that, but... hm. It's still bothering him.

...

Well, anyway, he did promise, so. Time to head to the conference room.]

alright so i figured this out experimenting. you're gonna need unsweetened cocoa powder, sugar, salt, boiling water, milk, vanilla and half and half.

That one Post It Note Meme

[matchbreaker]

[ Elda writes in her own note on the fridge below Guzma's note, sometime after she gets up ]

I would say we should keep her in the Foyer, but then there would be a risk Kageshirou would collect her at night. Perhaps you could put her somewhere in the morning and collect her at night?

[trustwellness]

[It takes a moment, but - ]

WOW. YOU DO NOT DO HOT COCOA HALFWAY AND I SWEAR I COULD KISS YOU FOR IT.

Art Room

[elepe]

[...well that memory was disorienting as hell and felt entirely out of place--Lusamine intended to come in to the art room to mess around a bit, but when she sees Guzma painting, she...pauses a bit.

She's got a good idea of what he's doing, just from looking it over...and she speaks up.]

I did not take you to be one for painting. Is there any reason you decided to chose to paint that?

[It's not snide or derisive, and she'll take a seat nearby and watch.]

paging shadow friend!

[firstaid]

[Estelle's up and about, and she's a little more chipper today due to being able to find out everyone was okay. Okay, she needs to just keep herself together. She'll head to the kitchen and actually make a decent breakfast for herself today, but she's... still carrying around Mikazuki's sword. She won't attack; it's more or less like a security blanket for her now.

Next she'll be found in the mailroom briefly grabbing some pens and papers. After that, she's heading back to her room, room 29 where she's going to be grabbing a shitton of various random items and going to the foyer with them -- it will take a few trips to do that, but her plan is clear.

She's going to sit her butt down and they're going to do a science experiment! What corrodes and what doesn't! What can be sent and what can't?

Estelle starts off simple. Writing on the floor she pens out a note:]

This is Estellise. I am sending a test note to see if it is capable of being sent via the Kageshirou.

[And once she's done, she'll hold it out to their shadow friend and see what happens.]

Here, can you send this to our friends on the other side?

[trustwellness]

[...I mean, it will eat it. It will most definitely eat it, it won't...not eat it.

Whether that accomplished anything has yet to be seen, but hell if Kageshirou will turn down food.

It's not exactly going to get any immediate results, though, so. Hi.]

kitchen

[acherontiastyx]

Yo.

[here he is, making eggs.]

You're looking alright this fine Sunday morning.

[oyashiromama]

["I hope that the Hinamizawa I came from will be able to become like this soon, too."
"If I let her go back now, she'll only repeat those sad events again."
"...if I don't go back, I won't get to see Hanyuu anymore. Because I love, love, love Hanyuu~! Nipah~!"
"I'm glad it worked out this way...and that things turned out the way they are now."
"Don't worry about her, I'm sure she'll manage everything just fine. Because...that girl has Hanyuu by her side. Nipah~!"
...Really, truly... Everything's going to be alright.

...

The memory Hanyuu receives seems final. Actually, beautiful. It's a strange, fantastic little day, and- more than anything, it's strange because Hanyuu's memories are never just a day, but-

Oh, with yesterday's occurrence, it's wonderful.

Hanyuu's up bright and early to make breakfast, enough for everyone. Rice, as usual, and eggs, and she's actually trying her hand at pancakes? Breakfasts in Hinamizawa are more often traditionally Japanese, but branching out might be a little fun. She'll be gently humming while cooking, a little lost in her own world.

...The eggs and rice go great, for the record, the pancakes uh. Well they take some trying, but she's determined!!

In any case! She'll leave some food in the dining room with a note, Enough for everyone, please eat! :)

The rest of the day will be spent alternating between the greenhouse and the games room, as they are her favorite places.]

breakfast kitchen maybe idk

[matchbreaker]

[ Elda should not be up bright and early. Mostly because she never is and today is no exception. This morning she actually got up with the alarm but then said she was going back to sleep immediately without really fussing over Hanyuu like usual, as if she wanted to get more of her dream. It's less than am hour later and it's clear that her attempts to do so failed and now still in her pajamas she's in the kitchen sort of pouting at Hanyuu while wearing her sunglasses because it's too bright this morning.

... But no seriously she shouldn't be out of the room, nodding off to Hanyuu's cooking lullaby would be really stupid as a way to go. ]

MONDAY

[trustwellness]

Talking with book girl maybe if that's allowed?

[matchbreaker]

[ You know what sucked that it failed? Killia's cocktail. Between that and the offer that Varric had made her before he died, Elda has gotten curious about just what drunk feels like. And as such, she has a plan today. A good plan! A great plan!

Which is why she's got a bottle of Tequila in hand and she's approaching her friends and colleagues (with the possible exception of Sportacus and Jasper for different reasons) with a bright smile and a: ]

Hey, drink this and let me suck your blood!

[ . . . And because someone is bound to take her up on that, you can later in the day come across her being tipsy all over the first floor, sort of moving around still in her gliding motion, but with a bright smile on her face and seeming a bit disoriented. This is a weird ass fucking feeling. She's giggly! It's... fun? Fun's a good word? Maybe?

... Also she might go to try and drunk write to Ziska in the library. Because that seems like science. ]

[trustwellness]

[You're absolutely welcome to talk to Ziska! But she doesn't start writing until someone's written in her first.]

[feistytrader]

[...Elda, what the hell.]

You want to drink my drunk blood?

[Is that what's going on here?]

first floor

[iaspis]

[Well, seeing Elda giggly and happy looking is.... weird.]

Are you okay?

[Jasper never did drink enough to get drunk, if that's even possible. She therefore has no idea what's going on.]

TUESDAY

[trustwellness]

ANNOUNCEMENT.

[wordsmithery]

Gather in the foyer in ten minutes.

[As always, whether you follow instructions or not, the message comes across all the same.]

I believe we can all agree that your course of study here at Chronos University has gone on for long enough, Apprentices. So, you may all consider these next few days the end, in whatever sense you choose that to mean.

I do assure you however, that the only way to leave this place alive remains compliance with Rule Seven. Take that fact as you will, and I advise you to spend the rest of the week wisely.

[matchbreaker]

[ God this man. She knew it was coming to the end and she really can't help but get a chill for it, but as she looks around the room and hears that she- ]

We're going to work it out.

[ Says that to steel herself. Maybe other people too. ]

[iaspis]

You don't have to worry about that.

Because when I find you, I will kill you.

[elepe]

[...man, Lusamine's actually been doing okay for the past couple of days. She's not dead, thankfully, and that's a weight off of her shoulders. Even with the end around the corner, as the Wordsmith proclaims...she's not too worried. Maybe that's determination speaking up for once.

But for the most part, Lusamine's gonna be holed up in two places throughout the day--the first is the kitchen, where she's...actually doing some cooking rather than all salads every day! It's a modern day miracle. It mostly looks like she's got cookies being made. Chocolate chip, sugar cookies, snickerdoodles...it looks like she's trying to make every kind under the sun, really. Still, they're eventually brought out to the dining room with a note:

"Please feel free to help yourself."

...She won't actually be out there to moderate the taking, but. You know. Free cookies that aren't actually gonna be full of poison.

The other room she'll be holed up in, surprisingly enough, is the sewing room. She's got multiple kinds of fabrics out, and it looks like she's making huge bags. Up to eight in total--one might be able to find colors they commonly wear among the bag colors that Lusamine makes, but it looks like she's preparing for something. Either way, she's gonna be busy.]

WEDNESDAY

[trustwellness]

SECRET FRIENDS DAY

[matchbreaker]

[Earlier in the week, everyone was assigned someone to give gifts to. Today's the day to make good on that. The dining room isn't exactly decorated, but there's a large banner lovingly crafted from paints in the art room that reads "Secret Friends Day," and the dining room is filled to the brim with fruit, because fruit is absolutely delicious and nutritious.

As a special reminder for everyone, a few days ago the assigned gift giving pairs (giver -> receiver) were:

Who is Giving Who Gifts
HANYUU -> ESTELLE
SPORTACUS -> ELDA
ELDA -> JASPER
GUZMA -> SPORTACUS
JASPER -> LUSAMINE
LUSAMINE -> SILVER
ESTELLE -> GUZMA
SILVER -> HANYUU

Also, in addition to all of this attempt at FRIENDSHIP there are games. Or well, there is one game, one which can cause bonds among each other. Namely, there is twister set up here. Show you flexibility, friends.

But yeah mostly eat fruit and give gifts. ]

THURSDAY

[trustwellness]

PAGING CHALKBOARD GHOST

[acherontiastyx]

[...man. Quiet week, huh? Well, it's... sort of nice to just... chill, even if man, that message still feels kind of ominous.

So... he's just gonna hang out today, reading Tales of the Jade Planet in the first floor library, with hot cocoa and some of that delicious curry he got out of the machine. Because... why not. Nobody died eating machine curry.

...just still a quiet day. Hm. Well. Anyway.

...

He should probably go down to the conference room and see what's going on. You know. For kicks.]

yo. it's your boy guzma. how's it going?

[feistytrader]

[Silver's pretty busy today; between shoving all of his belongings that he actually cares about in the bag Lusamine made him, trying to see how many important supplies he can fit into the remaining space, and readying his damn maidenly utility bag to be worn around his waist, he's got his hands full. Literally.

But eventually he's done, he's got all of his belongings in place, and he leaves them in the room for a moment in favor of heading to the incinerator to burn an absolute fuckton of papers. Goodbye, so long, fuck you on the way out.

A little later, he heads to the conference room and... puts up a tic-tac-toe board, with an X in the center.

But it's a mostly uneventful day; some time in the dojo, one last swim before who knows what is out there, a nice long shower... Later in the evening, he eventually makes his way to Room 20 and knocks.]