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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!

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[ She doesn't carry around any weapons, so she's half twisted around to grab something from the kitchen drawers when she's shoved into the chair and her leg taken and she yelps in surprise, kicking out reflexively— with that same injured leg... you know... and this time it does hurt enough to cry out. ]

Let go!! What're you doing!?!!

Shut up. What does it look like?

[His hands are large, and he sure doesn't handle her with care, but nor is he purposely hurting her. His fingers skim down the bone, and he rolls his eyes.]

Yeah, you sure fucked it up. You know how to fix it?

Is it broken?! You're supposed to snap it back in place, right?? Do that! Fix it!

[ Is that how you fix broken bones? who even knows ]

I don't know, I heal myself.

[So his usually do just snap in place, but he's also pretty sure this isn't broken? Just a little fucked up. Sprained? Fractured? He's no doctor, who the fuck knows.]

Shit, girlie, how the hell do you get through life like this? Be more careful, huh?

[But he's releasing her, poking around to see if he can make some ice pack or something. That helps humans, right?]

[ It's a good question, but with school nurses and sheer determination, Mafuyu's managed to not die so far, and she doesn't intend to do so now. There's no exposed bone, so she's got that going for her, but looking down at her bare leg, it's definitely red and swelling up and making it hard to see just how bad it is. ]

What're you looking for? A knife?

[ She hops out of the chair, leg raised like a flamingo. It hurts a lot more to hop around like this than it would be to simply drag the leg, but okay. ]

No, I'm-- sit.

[It's most definitely an order, barked out and not to be argued with.]

[ sits down right on the ground ]

YES SIR.

[Oh . . . well. Good? He didn't actually mean on the ground, but he's not going to yell at her for obeying, what kind of leader would he be if he did that.

So he leaves her there for a few minutes, until he returns with some ice in a bag. It's not ideal, but it's better than nothing.]

Here.

[He squats down next to her, setting the bag on her leg.]

Keep it on there for a few minutes, all right? And tell me-- hey, tell me how old you are.

[ There's a sharp intake of breath when the ice touches her skin, but it quickly becomes numb and the cold is appreciated. It feels nice, especially since the days have been warm. ]

Me? I'm sixteen— so whatever it is, I'll heal really fast, so you don't have to worry about this!

Mm. Probably, yeah.

[At least he knows that younger humans heal quicker, he's not that hopeless. Greed leans back, falling on his ass so he can lean his back against the cabinet and look at her.]

Bet you'd tell me you'd be fine even if your bone was jutting your leg, though, huh?

Yeah?

[ Yeah she would. He's not making it out to be a big deal, so Mafuyu doesn't either, locking her elbows as she leans back with her palms flat on the ground. ]

'cause all I gotta do is snap it back in place, right? If it's my arm that's broken and I can't do it with one hand, then I'll call you!

. . . you ever actually broken anything before?

[The more they talk, the more he is legitimately worried for this small child.]

Lots of times when I was really little! Like my arms and stuff!

[ But they all healed up just fine, and it's long enough ago that she doesn't remember the pain anyways, so all of that ends well. Besides, there's that saying, right? ]

Something like... "What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger"? So I'm super strong!! Guess it doesn't matter to you, though-- I kicked you real hard and it didn't even look like you felt that.

Yeah, but you gotta actually keep making it into the second category, kiddo.

[UR GONNA DIE WITH THIS ATTITUDE, is what he means, but at least the swelling seems to be going down a bit . . . never doubt the power of ice, apparently.]

But nah . . . it takes a lot more than that to make me feel something. Even a knife wouldn't've done much.

Can you feel stuff that's not pain? Like ice on your skin, or when it's really hot out during the summer? I should've made you get the—

THE EGGS! THE EGGS ARE STILL BOILING— GO TAKE THEM OUT! THEY'RE WAY OVERDONE!

Shit--!

[That's honestly more for the way she's shouting than anything. Like he cares about the eggs? Ling will eat them regardless, so it's probably fine, but still, he gets to his feet. Fingers change into claws, and he dips them into the boiling water, pulling them out and setting them on the counter.

They are indeed way, way overdone.]

[ Mafuyu doesn't get up from her spot on the ground, mostly because she doesn't want to eat those eggs. They'd be real hard and rubbery, right...? Besides, it's just eggs; they didn't even have time to throw in other stuff to make a proper soup. ]

You can't feel stomach aches, right...? It'd be no good to let food go to waste.

Yeeeeah, no, I'm not eating this.

[It looks gross. But!]

I'll save it for a guy I know. He'll eat most anything, he'll like this. or at least he'll eat it, so.

I don't think it'll kill him, but it's not my fault if he dies, okay?

[ It'll be fine, as long as they don't leave the eggs out and forget to put it in the fridge. But human beings are strong!! That's something Mafuyu will always believe in. ]

It'd take more than that to kill him, believe me. The guy's survived about ten million assassination attempts already.

[He says it almost fondly.]

Heh...

[ She sits up a little straighter, looking almost impressed at the thought. The idea of people coming after you to kill her isn't unfamiliar, if a little different in scale, so she's immediately intrigued. ]

Is he rich and famous, or is he a real criminal with lots of enemies? A bounty on his head? How much is it!?

Nah, nah, not like that. He's an emperor! But he used to be a prince, one of about fifty, so all his siblings were after him to try and lessen the competition.

But he beat em.

Fifty siblings...!!

[ is the only thing she cares about from all that, never mind being royalty or having one's own family out to kill him, these are the shining, jealous eyes of an only child. ]

I'm so jealous! Having fifty people to play with you all the time! I'm an only child, so I never had anybody to play with growing up, it's not fair!

Nah, he didn't grow up with them. It's-- hang on--

[He gets up, off to find his magic box. Finding it, he plops back down in front of her and gets to work.]

So there's his country, right? Xing.

[Exhibit A.]

Except it's divided into fifty different clans, each of them hating the others.

[Exhibit B.]

So each clan sends a woman to bang the emperor, so there's fifty heirs and nobody's got an unfair advantage to the throne, theoretically, except it doesn't really work out like that? But anyway . . . so Ling's from the Yao clan, and he beat out all his siblings because he went out to a different country, met me, and together we figured out how to bring home a hell of a prize and make him the most valuable heir.

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