Event Two.

[awashmods]

Dust if you must, but bear this in mind, Old age will come and it's not kind. And when you go, as go you must, You yourself will make more dust!

t hasn’t been long since you’ve arrived. The dust has settled, so to speak. And there is… a lot of dust. The town is in disrepair. Some efforts have gone into making it a bit better, but it’s going to be a lot of work, there’s no denying that. There are only a few livable buildings right now, and even those are prone to letting the rain in, or missing stairs to the clearly present second floor, floors crumbling or creaking. So it is that after a week or so to get used to their new living quarters.... There’s finally activity on the forum. Activity that doesn’t come from any of the people living here. There’s a stickied forum post, and in it, a single post, from a user FFFFFF: All-endearing cleanliness, Virtue next to godliness, Easiest, cheapest, needfull’st duty, To the body health and beauty; Who that’s human would refuse it, When a little water does it? Requirements: Everyone They only have a bit of time to try to figure out what, exactly, it wants from them -- and then things begin to happen. Welcome to Awash's first event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

Comments

[dualtone]

The floor is fine with me. [ This isn't even his house that he's destroying, it's worth noting, and there's no guarantee that everyone else is okay with him burning half the usable furniture -- but it's fine, he can just rob another house, if he needs to. ]

I just want it to shut up. [ He's extra cranky because he can't even sleep without something telling him how much of a failure he is. ]

[appraiser]

It can't be very comfortable with just a floor... Why don't you come outside and we can take a walk? If they don't stop talking, that doesn't mean you have to stay here and listen to them.

[ It's okay to walk away! It's not losing. ]

[dualtone]

... I can't go far. [ But he disappears from the window all the same, and exits a few seconds later. The reason he can't make it very far is made pretty clear from way he's limping and the bandage tied around his thigh. ]

If there's a nearby place without furniture, I'll go here. [ He sounds tired, because the idea of trying to avoid his own furniture is so absurd he honestly doesn't know what to do with the concept other than be irritated. ]

[appraiser]

[ Ryoji's quick to approach, offering an arm or a shoulder to help support him. ]

There's the woods, but... What happened? This wasn't the furniture's doing, was it? I thought they only threw insults, not punches.

[dualtone]

It was like this before I got here. [ Which is as much as he'll elaborate on, because he doesn't want to talk about the fact that he, uh, was technically stabbed by one of his own knives. It's embarrassing. ]

I've been stuck resting, so I've had to hear the furniture for hours. [ Anyone would go crazy after that, right? ] I couldn't even sleep...