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trustfell2017-10-29 12:05 pm
trustfellows) wrote in trustfell2017-10-29 12:05 pm
Week 8.
Regardless of what you think of the most recent deaths, four more people have died this week. Milla Maxwell, Angel, Susan Ashworth, and Aligula are gone now, leaving you with about a quarter of your original number. Thirty-five down to twelve - this can't keep going for much longer, can it? Is there anything you can do? Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; come Sunday morning, the clock chimes the hour at seven o'clock and there are no dead bodies to be found, so it can be assumed that all of you are safe for the time being. That said, you'll be feeling a little groggy when you wake up; it seems you've regained something that you didn't realize you'd lost... Unlike the previous weeks, however, it seems that either you've reached the end of the line or Jericho has decided to stop rewarding you for your effort; where there would usually be a stairwell to a new floor, you're met with nothing but solid wall. Perhaps it's distressing; perhaps it's a good sign. Only time will tell, and time isn't something you have a lot of around here. |
SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
[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 Coordinators, you can do so through private meetings with Hilda!]
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[A small intake of breath.]
My father, during his rule, never cared much for the safety of his people. Or, rather... He cared more for his own life than for their fates. I can't afford to make his mistake.
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Good, that is as it ought to be, for your circumstances. Even if I resent the burden being on one your age.
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You have nothing to resent. It isn't that I'm being put in a position of authority against my will... Rather, it's by choice. I know that things cannot continue as they are, and I can't rely on anyone to change that but myself.
[Then, her grin grows a bit more wry.]
You told me I had the bearing of a warrior. Why not a leader?
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I'm just too old and too soft these days, that's all. Think nothing of it.
[ She sighs again, shaking her head. ]
I have a granddaughter your age, is all.
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[She can understand that well enough.]
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[ She picks up a book off the shelf, mostly so she doesn't smash up the chair more. ]
It seems the more time passes, the longer people are permitted to be children.
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My first memory is seeing a gryphon fly over our castle, a creature that could have killed many. When I was twelve, I was nearly killed for the first time. When I was sixteen, I left home for the first time, and there... It happened more times than I might count.
[She's glancing at the ground again.]
I have happy memories from when I was younger, but I'm not certain I was permitted a childhood. It's not something I want pity for. It made me strong, and that has helped me survive this long.
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I grew up a spoiled noble. I wanted for nothing up until my early twenties, when the world I knew basically ended. But I'm not ignorant as to think that was regular for the time. These days, though, human kids go to school until they're a little older thna you, and then can opt to do even more school. Japan's coming of age point is twenty.