Intro Log.

[awashmods]

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!

Comments

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[worlds]

[Blankly,]

Friends?

[... That probably makes it sound like he has no idea what friends are, when he does in fact have some (none of whom he expects to see here, given that last he saw them, he was running away from them...). As it is, though, he's caught off-guard by the question.]

[redigere]

[She blinks at his reaction, and then nods, hesitantly continuing:]

Yes. Or...someone you know from where you're from?

[Doesn't even have to be a friend, she's just curious.]

[worlds]

I haven't seen anyone like that.

[Besides, the only person he kind of really wants to see here is, um, the opposite of a friend. Luckily for everyone, Ouni doesn't have to commit murder on Day 1.]

Doesn't seem like they're here.

[redigere]

[GOOD Naminé doesn't need her white dress stained with blood on the first day.......]

Ah.

[She glances back behind them to where the well is standing, large and ominous despite how far they've gone away from it.]

I wonder...why we were chosen to come here, then. I'm not-- of all the people that could be brought from where I'm from, there are so many that would be better as explorers or survivors.

[Or maybe it's because she's not that kind of person that she was brought here, and she isn't sure which option is better.]

[worlds]

[It's okay, Ouni has no tact and will say it anyway.]

Maybe they don't want us to survive.

[redigere]

[Welp.

Luckily for Naminé, in this moment her confusion outweighs her sense of dread, and she makes a face as she considers his words.]

I was already barely existing, though.

[worlds]

[Uh.]

What does that mean?

[redigere]

[continued here]