Event Twenty-Five.

[awashmods]

I'd like to creep into the wood And see the bonnets blue, And hear the bluebells ringing loud, I wish I could -- don't you?

t's another day, another month, and another time for people to show up in the well. You'd better go rescue them! Never mind the fact that you woke up with a flower in your hands. It's probably fine. Don't mind it at all. It's not like it's hard to ignore a little flower. (At least, not until the effects start to kick in. Better go rescue the people in the well before they do.) Oh, right. Even the people in the well have flowers, so... things are going to be a little ridiculous very quickly, when all of those side effects kick in. Have fun! Welcome to Awash's Twenty-fifth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs and posts for this event! If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[whitelotus]

[ The teasing gets a slight shake of the head. Was his question too vague? It's possible but the information swiftly follows and Binghe let's it slide. Besides it was a little funny.]

So you don't belong to this place either? [ People have been here for a few months? Not the best information to be hearing with things going on back home! Curse this place already.]

At least Summer brings the nicer weather. Are you not going home?

[allfornothing]

[ She snorts, slightly, though her expression darkens because of that last question. ]

Nah. There's no 'home.'

And no, I don't think anyone - anyone human-shaped, at least - belongs to this place. Not sure of the things like sirens and such. But the residents? All imported.

[whitelotus]

Most people have one to go back to.

[ Binghe wants to ask about it but he knows when to keep his mouth shut on occasion, opting to have mercy and not be his usual blunt self due to the flowers taking their hold.]

So everyone who looks human is not from here. And that is a lot of people, yes?

[allfornothing]

Yeah. Most.

[ There's bitterness and mirthless laughter to that, but she's not going to foist her tragic backstory unless outright asked. Doing that to one person and in the forums at that should be more than enough, anyway. ]

It's all right to be one of the most. Better, really.

And no, I'd not say that many. Haven't done a headcount, but at a guess... maybe around fifty, max. Might be as few as half that, at times.

[whitelotus]

Depends on what they are going back to, not all places are good.

[ Luo Binghe is thinking about the Abyss; if he had been there and turned up here he'd be doing everything he could to not go home. Such is life.]

A lot of people here and some information, but nothing says on how to return if this one wishes to. Is there no way home, young miss?

[ It's only through virture of flowers that Binghe is being a bit nicer than normal.]

[allfornothing]

And some aren't even alive there, so good or bad doesn't matter.

[ Crowe raises her eyebrows slightly at 'young miss' but, whatever. She's not exactly too picky. Then she sighs, shaking her head. ]

Sorry. Haven't been looking, but the person I know who went back and came back, he didn't do anything special - and certainly didn't plan on it. It just happens.

[whitelotus]

Some aren't alive in a lot of places, what makes this place so different?

[ It's curiosity more than anything. This new person seems to be talking about things that Binghe hasn't quite yet grasped and so he does the only normal thing he can think of and jumps on up to the roof, taking a seat next to Crowe and saving himself from neck strain.

This is fine though, this is just two people hanging out like old friends, one of them still holding on to a flower that seemingly came with them.]

It is strange to see somewhere lacking colours.

[allfornothing]

[ Okay. That's an impressive jump. She slightly raises an eyebrow.

Then again, it's not the oddest thing she's seen. ]

I mean, I'm alive here, and not there. Not exactly the most motivated to try to get back. Strangeness and all.

[whitelotus]

[ Had Binghe been the proud owner of the other flowers he would have more likely missed said jump, the building collapsing on top of him for good measure. At least this way the half-demon can sit down, cross-legged as he listens to what Crowe has to say.

That's a difficult one to figure out, give this one a moment please.]

So you died and then woke up in the well?

[allfornothing]

[ Beat. ]

Yeah, more or less.

[ Does she make a little more sense, now? ]

[whitelotus]

[ It sounds impossible, but then if anyone had told Binghe he'd be waking up in a well in a strange place he would have said that was impossible too.

So he just accepts it, giving a small nod to himself. ]

Then this one is sorry to hear it. You don't look dead.