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awash mods ([personal profile] awashmods) wrote in [community profile] awashlogs2018-03-15 06:25 pm

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!

pursestrings: (027)

[personal profile] pursestrings 2018-03-16 10:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Cool bat, but he wants the computer, so he frowns and stops leaning so dramatically so he can affect the traditional thug slouch, with his hands in his pockets. Hmm.]

You think I won't just snap your little toy in half and take it? Don't screw around! What do you want?
chronoshatter: (See the lightning in your eyes)

[personal profile] chronoshatter 2018-03-18 08:29 am (UTC)(link)
His nose scrunched as this guy made his threat, but he ignored it with a soft snort.

"What do you want with this computer, huh? Every place has got 'em. Why not go get one of those? This one's mine."
pursestrings: (025)

[personal profile] pursestrings 2018-03-18 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
You didn't even know it was a computer two seconds ago! How do you know it's yours, huh? They got special codes n' stuff!

[Come on, he's been listening. Just let him see the damn laptop.]
chronoshatter: (I only need seconds)

[personal profile] chronoshatter 2018-03-19 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
He opted to put his bat away, swinging it in an intentional arc over his shoulder to snap to the magnet on his back.

He didn't think this guy was really going to start anything, so he just let that be to fold his arms across his chest.


"Cause I got here first and called it, that's why." His grin was a little too cheeky.

"Alright. That gold piece on that collar of yours, and you can take a look at it all you want, but the computer doesn't leave the room." His head bobbed as if to motion to the piece with his nose, fingers flicking at the same time.

"And you have to show me what you're talking about while you're checking it."
pursestrings: (053)

[personal profile] pursestrings 2018-03-19 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hmm, well. Okuyasu folds his arms and leans against the doorframe, frowning. He's not that easy, please.]

That's not a deal, that's just paying you for me to do all the work. No way.