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- !event,
- akashi kaoru,
- akihiko sanada,
- akira kurusu,
- arsene lupin,
- balthazar,
- cairngorm,
- caramia,
- charlotte,
- crow,
- dave strider,
- dextera,
- eijirou kirishima,
- ekko,
- elizabeth,
- emma,
- estelle bright,
- goro akechi,
- gran,
- guren ichinose,
- henry,
- ignis scientia,
- izuku midoriya,
- john egbert,
- joshua bright,
- kei nanjo,
- keith,
- kenny mccormick,
- kyle broflovski,
- kyrie,
- maribelle,
- minato arisato,
- misaki yata,
- mitsuru kirijo,
- momo yaoyorozu,
- momosuke yamaoka,
- morag ladair,
- nagito komaeda,
- namine,
- noctis lucis caelum,
- nyx ulric,
- ochako uraraka,
- okuyasu nijimura,
- ouni,
- rex,
- riku nanase,
- rin okumura,
- ryo asuka,
- ryoji mochizuki,
- saruhiko fushimi,
- shiho sannomiya,
- shouto todoroki,
- tenya iida,
- terezi pyrope,
- terra,
- terra branford,
- tonbokiri,
- vriska serket,
- yusuke kitagawa,
- yuuya sakazaki
Intro Log.
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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. | |
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. | |
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.
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For real...? Okay, okay. You got anything you never want to see again, ever? Or like a rock or something.
[This is going pretty much exactly where it sounds like it's going.]
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[ why did he offer up even bigger targets ]
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A bench'll work. Uh, don't get in the way if you want to keep being in the real world?
[There's now a bench here, conveniently where it has been out of frame until now, and Okuyasu and his floaty pal approach it. There's not any showmanship to speak of, just The Hand making a big, sweeping arc as it swipes at said bench, which is then momentarily missing a big chunk in the middle. It's just for a second before the two pieces snap together and form a solid, but slightly shorter bench.]
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So his schtick is erasin' shit? The space in which you had left to walk, most of that bench...
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[He emphasizes this with a hand gesture that's just aggressively clapping, but it's pretty basic except for deleting matter from existence, anyway.]
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[ does okuyasu know ]
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Hell if I know. I don't wanna find out, either. But I know it's not coming back.
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How am I supposed to get the video back to watch it?
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Probably shouldn't waste a camera anyway, 'cause it's still not coming back.
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[ dave says, fully planning not to bother either... ]
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Oh, I know! Maybe we can just leave a mark on the ones someone's already gone in! Like a scratch or something. [genius!!!!!]
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I can take a piece out of 'em, y'know, [with magic hands] Not a big one or anything.
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What kinda mark do you think people can remember?
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