Intro Log.

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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

[heartsteals]

[ hmm. Lupin tilts his head at the other man. Of course, he has no reason to doubt him - he'd been the one who asked - but there's something about that expression that screams "don't trust me." He's run in the streets long enough to recognize a nasty smile when he sees one.

Only one way to find out, he supposes. ]

I certainly didn't. They dragged me here without even asking. Pretty rude, if you ask me.

[crowsigliere]

Why, it certainly is the face of someone you shouldn't trust. Don't humor him, Lupin, it'll make him want to bother you more.

"I'd be inclined to agree. I wouldn't imagine a polite host to be the type to kidnap dozens of people for the fun of it." They could at least make themselves known...

Still, he only offers a smile, perhaps a shade less malicious than the first, and nods his head in some close approximation of a half-assed bow--because frankly, introducing oneself is tedious, but if Caramia isn't here to do it for him he supposes it has to be done somehow.

"Given the chance of us running into one another again--my name is Kyrie. Who might you be?"

[heartsteals]

Dozens of people, hm? What happened to everything being a ruse?

[ that didn't last long. He crosses his arms, seeming skeptical about the bow, too, but he won't turn down an introduction, at least. ]

Kyrie, huh... You can call me Lupin.

Twelve years late--

[crowsigliere]

"I would ask if you're really so dim to believe such an obvious joke, but then you did ask the question in the first place." Come on, Lupin, keep up. You gotta roll with the punches here.

Kyrie only turned his attention to the dreary scenery around them, nodding to himself as if satisfied with the answer.

"Well then, Lupin, I don't suppose you've any way to make yourself useful beyond your stellar observational skills?" To be totally fair, he does make it sound like an honest question.

[heartsteals]

As it so happens, I'm a man of many talents, but if that's your way of asking for my help, then you really must work on your manners. My generosity doesn't go that far, monsieur Kyrie.

[ he doesn't actually have any clue about what's going on yet, other than "something really weird." But he has confidence in his own ability to problem-solve and explore this place safely, so he figured he'll be able to put the pieces together sooner or later. ]

[crowsigliere]

It is, but he most certainly won't be admitting that. Rather, he gives a light laugh as though the idea amuses him.

"Is that so? Generally speaking, to find someone staring dumbfounded at their surroundings for one reason or another is to find a dullard or a fool--I'm sure you understand my confusion.

But, if you are as accomplished as you say, I'm sure you must have at least an idea as to why we've ended up here?"

Just think, if these two were to actually put their minds together, they might just have their situation figured out in full within the week. If only.

[heartsteals]

[ okay, he has a limit for douchebaggery he's willing to tolerate, especially from a stranger who he's just met in a weird situation he's still getting a grip on. His brow twitches. ]

Of course. If you say the magic word, I'll be happy to share it with you.

[crowsigliere]

His smile doesn't falter. Rather, somehow he looks all the more pleased with himself, despite the distinct lack of assistance he's gathering.

"Ah, now that explains it. I'd had you pegged for someone a bit more mature--I wasn't aware you were as much a child as the others."

[heartsteals]

That didn't sound like "please" to me.

[ he's not giving in to this... ]

[crowsigliere]

So this is what it's like when an immovable object meets another immovable object... Fascinating.

"No, you're absolutely right. Your observation skills are as acute as ever."

Boys, boys, you're both pretty.

[heartsteals]

As ever? My friend, we've only just met. It's not good to assume things about people.

[ he's about had enough of this guy, though. This is just a waste of time... So Lupin nods his head in his direction with some finality. ]

Anyways, if you don't have anything else you need, I'll be on my way. I've got a lot of ground to cover.

[crowsigliere]

"Nor is it good to assume someone you've just met to be your friend."

Still, he'll let him go if he pleases! He'll even offer him a smile as he goes.

Guess they're both back to square one--posturing at each other is definitely a good use of their time!