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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!

remitted: (03. Bruises that won't heal)

[personal profile] remitted 2018-03-16 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Can't say I'm surprised.

Not that this isn't inconvenient, because it definitely is. Impressively inconvenient, really. But if a few of us don't know, chances are the rest don't either. I just figured it was worth a shot.
messianic: (time means succession)

[personal profile] messianic 2018-03-16 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
True enough. I guess we all ended up here in the same way.

[The same...mysterious way.

Well, probably not 100% the same way, or so he's hoping considering his own circumstances, but who knows.]


Have you ever seen a place like this before?
remitted: (04. You look so tired; unhappy)

[personal profile] remitted 2018-03-16 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
Not quite like this. Weird things, sure, but the dead colorless town is a new one on me.

You?
messianic: (In vain we look; in vain uplift)

[personal profile] messianic 2018-03-16 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
Weird things, sometimes. But yeah, nothing like this. Don't you think being able to message each other like this is weird too?

[Like everything was perfectly set up for them to communicate here, despite the state of everything else.]
remitted: (07. I'll take a quiet life)

[personal profile] remitted 2018-03-16 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, yes. It all looks like a nice little conspiracy from here, doesn't it?
messianic: (with rustling shade)

[personal profile] messianic 2018-03-16 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Well.

He wasn't going to go as far as "conspiracy", but it's certainly hard to deny.]


It seems shady either way. But...definitely convenient. It's good to have a way to stay in touch with everyone quickly in case something bad really does happen here.

[The "again" is pretty heavily implied.]
remitted: (03. Bruises that won't heal)

[personal profile] remitted 2018-03-16 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
Hopefully any impending catastrophes can wait until we've got our bearings at least a little bit.
messianic: (for as we know from dreams)

[personal profile] messianic 2018-03-16 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[They can hope for the best, he supposes...]

Right. Either way, sorry I couldn't answer your question better. That's all I know though.