week 7

[thecastle]

Week 7

Sunday - Thursday

With the loss of two more warriors, the castle has grown even quieter still. Such a thing was always bound to become a consequence of your stay here, though the actual reality of it may be more unpleasant. There's been little in the way of parties, which isn't too much of a surprise given your dwindling numbers, but it's still better than nothing, correct?

As with every other week, new locations have been unveiled for you all to either explore or use to casually gather within. If you've been keeping an eye on the cherry blossoms, you'll note that they look just about ready to bloom. The important thing is, of course, that they haven't. But it's only a matter of time, now.

SURVIVING WARRIORS: 12

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(OOC: Welcome to Week 7 of Ukimiya! Feel free to comment to the weekly top levels and thread as you like, and redeem coins at the wishing pool.

You can contact the sage with your pendants here, and the teishu here.)

Comments

[divertimento]

Pfft -

[Okay, no, he can't hold back that peal of laughter. He may be a sweet, pure cinnamon roll, but he is also a teenage boy.]

Ehehe... Maybe we should be more inspirational, but honestly, I kinda wanna just do it. [GOOD JOB BREAKING HIM, SAGE-CHAN?!] And you oughta know by now that telling me not to worry never does any good. [He offers her his own sheepish smile.]

[gyakusatsu]

[She'd hug you if you weren't covered in dye, Elliot Craig.]

I mean.... why not, at this point? I'm sure the Sage could use a couple of obnoxious reminders of his popularity from time to time.

[...She's not usually this juvenile, but at the same time... really, fuck the Sage. She shakes her head as she drops off the four sleeve pieces for Elliot to dye. Obviously, they'll cut things more precisely after dying is done.]

But I guess we share that in common. It's not like people telling me not to worry does any good either.

[divertimento]

Right? I mean. He did kinda kidnap all of us. I think this is the least we can do.

[He flashes a devilish little grin. Turns out, he's not completely dead inside! Yet!]

Yeah. It's just... once you get something like that in your head, it's just gonna eat at you no matter what anyone else says. That's how I've always been.

[Dyeing Round 2 Faito is going. Well. Marginally better than whatever the previous attempts must have been.]

[gyakusatsu]

[Whatever it was, it was the stuff of Rhoda's dreams, clearly.]

Alright, let's go for it then. It's about time the Sage had to deal with some color induced headaches.

[She cuts another strip of fabric for him to dye. Seems that'd be faster than attempting to dye each letter individually. Unless....]

Do you want the letters to be the same color or...?

[She'll address that bit about worry after this tiny wrinkle gets ironed out first! AND WHY IS THAT YET THERE.]

[divertimento]

Hm. I think we should change out every other word. Every other letter might be a bit overkill, even for this, but every other word should add the right amount of pop.

[Why is he thinking this through this hard. Elliot, please.]