awashlogs | Intro Log.

Ding, dong, bell,
Pussy's in the well.
Who put her in?
Little Johnny Thin.
Who pulled her out?
Little Tommy Stout.
What a naughty boy was that,
To try to drown poor pussy cat,
Who never did him any harm,
But killed all the mice in the farmer's barn.

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.

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

Welcome to Awash's first intro log, everyone! Please review the FAQ and rules before playing. 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.

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.

Further information can be found here at the OOC post, and don't forget to greet your fellow players here!

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[The glowing mask is definitely unexpected, but Kyle won't complain about it. After all, the person behind the mask comes in the form of help. He glances away from Keith to look up at the wall again.]

Yeah, dude. I used to play ninja all the time.

[Which is a little different, technically, but he's confident in his ability to get up the wall.]

Nina huh? All right. Guess you've got this then.

[Keith will give the kid the benefit of the doubt that he knows what he's doing. He moves closer, crouching down and interlacing his fingers, giving the kid a place to put his foot.]

Get your balance. Count of three I hoist and you reach. I'll give you a platform as long as I can reach. Sound good?

[Just gonna fling a kid at the side of a well. This is fine right?]

Of course I do.

[He'll possibly come to regret this later, but he has to make an effort to try. Kyle rests a hand on Keith's shoulder as he steps onto his hands. He's got this. He can do this. Totally.]

Okay. [He gets himself properly balanced, and glances up at the well wall. There's got to be something he can reach.] I'm good. Let's do this.

All right.

[Keith waits for the kid to have his balance, glances at him briefly.]

One... [He tenses, braces himself to get ready to boost Kyle up,] Two...

Three! [And with that he lifts, a significant shove upwards, though he makes sure to keep his hands braced against the boy's foot and not just flinging him.]

[Kyle braces himself as Keith counts. When he gets to three, Kyle reaches up with all his might. His hands run across wet-slick brick, eventually finding a piece of brick--or something, he can't be entirely certain in the poor lighting--but it's enough to hold onto.]

I got something. It seems like it's just one brick, but if I can find more, I might be able to climb up.

[He can climb up a rope in gym, this can't be much different.]

[Keith sets his feet and looks up.]

If you've got a good grip, I can give you a few more inches.

[Maybe that'll open up another hand hold or something. Keith is watching, eyes of his mask glowing from the dimness of the well.]

[He's holding onto the brick with both of his hands.]

Yeah, go for it. I'll see if I can find another to grab.

[And as soon as he's pushed up a little more, he'll start reaching out with one of his hands.]

Okay. Here we go.

[And with that he hoists Kyle up a few more inches. Really, it's full on cheerleader style is what it is. Keith is just choosing to not think of it like that.]

Got anything?

[If it helps at all, to Kyle this isn't thinking about this being like cheerleading (that's for girls anyway, isn't it?); rather, he thinks it's pretty fucking sweet that Keith is so strong! He'll have to ask later whether this is the sort of thing where the glowing outfit adds to Keith's strength or not. Never mind that the kid is small and not heavy at all.

Kyle reaches out with one of his hands, feeling out the surface of the wall for anything he can grip. He almost wants to celebrate when he does--but there's a long way to go, and he's more than aware of that.]

Yeah! I got something. It's a bit higher too, so if there's more I should be able to climb up.

[It'll be a lot easier once he can get some of the ledges under his feet.]

You can let go now. I'm ready.

[Less with the suit more with the fact that he now spends every day of his life getting his ass handed to him a bunch of aliens as training. Never mind the actual missions and battles.

But he releases Kyle's foot so that the kid can scramble. For now Keith will stand below and watch.

Just in case the kid's ninja skills fail him.]

Go for it.

[He climbs a few feet up without too much of an issue. The hard part is not being able to see clearly enough to plan his movements ahead of time. It's slow-going, but Kyle's trying his best.

After about ten feet, he looks up, realizing he still has quite a ways to go, then back down.]

At what point do I have to worry about dying if I fall?

Depends how you fall.

[Helpful and reassuring, Keith. He's a kid. Come on. But Keith adds,] Don't worry about it and don't look down. If you fall, I'll catch you, okay? Just keep going. One handhold at a time.

[And he will do his best to catch him if he slips. He's not just going to let a kid fall and get himself killed or break a leg or something. No way.]

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