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awash mods ([personal profile] awashmods) wrote in [community profile] awashlogs2018-05-15 07:00 pm

Intro Log.





It's raining, it's pouring.
The old man is snoring.
He bumped his head and went to bed
And he couldn't get up in the morning.





ou wake in knee-deep water, cold as ice and stagnant, in a space that is far too echoey and spacious. It feels like a massive cave, but looking up... there's only one small, circular opening that shows grey sky and shines any sort of light.

It looks like a long trip upwards, a small cylinder with walls of brick that's just a little too high to reach, even when jumping. Getting out is probably going to be a bit of a task, especially considering the water is more than cold enough to make limbs go numb.

The dark makes it impossible to see much further, but the space seems large, all filled with water, but with no other way out, stone walls the only thing for an intrepid explorer to find. Oh, and to make things even better, it's raining today. Water from below (though thankfully only like, knee-deep), and water from above... how fun.

But most importantly of all... you're not alone.




Welcome to Awash's second intro log, everyone! Please review the FAQ and rules before playing. New characters have all woken at the bottom of the well in the middle of the town (which seems a lot bigger on the inside, somehow), and it looks like they'll have to put in some work to get out. Thankfully, they have some friends on the outside, this time.

Once out, they'll be free to explore the various locations the Town has to offer at will. Just try not to die on any of the far-too-rickety walkways.

Please feel free to ask any questions here and don't forget to greet your fellow players here!

hypertoxic: (ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ⇒ [annoyed])

"calm" .................... what does this strange alien word mean

[personal profile] hypertoxic 2018-05-23 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ just. keeps glaring at him sourly in response. you don't know her life, dude. ]

I am just great. Now stop asking me stupid inane questions and tell me if you were the last one out or if I have to fish anybody out of there.
batsuits: (bm – lurk。)

it means go take a nap

[personal profile] batsuits 2018-05-23 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ THAT'S WHY... HE ASKED, VRISKA!!!!!

but her acerbic attitude definitely gives him pause, he doesn't really understand it and doesn't think he's done anything to deserve it. it's hard to figure out which him to give when she's like this right out of the gate -- so he goes with the default quiet and straightforward. ]


... Most of them are out. The rest have it handled.
hypertoxic: (ᴏғғ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴏʀ,ʜᴏʟᴅ ɪᴛ ⇒)

naps are for fakey weak LOSERS

[personal profile] hypertoxic 2018-05-23 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ Vriska blows water out of her face. ]

Good. Because there's always some weak asshole who can't climb out and then I gotta fly in there and blah blah blah. You're positive?

[ she's gonna briefly lean over the edge of the well, peering down into the darkness below. it's impossible to see clearly in these conditions so vriska takes a step back, pushing her wet hair away from her face. ]

God. Okay. Great! I don't know about you but I am getting out of this fucking rain.
batsuits: (bw – ah。)

uh huh ok

[personal profile] batsuits 2018-05-23 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ He honestly does not know what to say to that, Vriska. So, Bruce does what he does best and says nothing. At all. Instead he just watches her look over the edge of the well and watches her fuss with her hair a bit before... dismissing him.

Or, at least, he takes it as a dismissal. So, he just nods and says -- ]


Hope you find some place more pleasant then.

[ Might as well be nice ??? Because he's so baffled by why she seems to have something against him. Or maybe it's just the world. Either way, he's expecting her to fly off now like she said she would. ]
hypertoxic: (pic#12162355)

ok but: would bruce ever consider taking a nap

[personal profile] hypertoxic 2018-05-23 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
What? Don't be stupid, we're getting out of this rain together. Unless you have a better idea on where to go, newbie?

[ brusquely. though she does pause a moment in trying to pull her knotted wet hair into a ponytail to stare narrowly at him. ]

You're taking all of this unusually well. What's your deal?
batsuits: (bw – uh。)

no never

[personal profile] batsuits 2018-05-24 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Okay, and now he's confused. There's just a brief ??? expression on his face before it goes blank again and he's just going to... slowly shrug. Yeah. ]

The rain doesn't really bother me. [ Being cold is a STATE OF MIND, after all. ] And there's no point in panicking when I need information first. I've been kidnapped before, I know how this goes.
hypertoxic: (ɪ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ⇒ [annoyed])

[personal profile] hypertoxic 2018-05-26 10:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ just kinda stares at him for a second or two. ]

You sound like someone who has seen some shit. I am almost kind of impressed. Get your ass in gear, then! Let's go somewhere a little less obnoxiously waterlogged and I will answer your questions.

[ she will gesture and lead the way, simply assuming he will follow her. ]
batsuits: (bw – hm。)

[personal profile] batsuits 2018-05-27 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ he just smiles, appearing harmless for a moment. ]

I'm from a really strange city.

[ but ohhhh okay, now he's being roped into following the girl who was just yelling at him? alright? well, he's trying to stay open and accessible, learn as much as he can through observation and this is... part of it. so, sure.

yeah, sure, he'll follow vriska. ]


... Alright, here's a question. Where am I?
hypertoxic: <user name=bootycall> (ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴏʀ ʙᴇᴀᴛɪɴ' ⇒ [amused])

[personal profile] hypertoxic 2018-05-28 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Gives him kind of a look like she's not sure if she believes that, but perhaps surprisingly, she leaves the issue alone. ]

Haha! That's a good question. Garbageville. Chroma. To be honest, none of us really knows. The populace decided to give it a quaint little name, but we aren't any closer to figuring out where the hell we are or how we got here. It's a mysteryyyy. [ she draws out the word, wiggling her fingers. ]