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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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[The man before him looks at the other from the edge of the water, resting on his sword in front of him.]
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The movement is in Ryoji's eyes, a glance down at his reflection in the water, lifted back up to meet Nanji's eyes. A smile. ]
Like it's holding its breath, waiting for something... in no hurry to get anywhere.
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I see...a rather poetic way to describe it.
[He looks over at the boats. Just as worn down as everything else in this world.]
Do you see any semblance of life in the water? Fish or mollusks perhaps?
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[ It's murky, and if it weren't ice cold, he might have imagined the ocean during the Dark Hour, thick and impossible to see through, that same foreboding that warns people away. ]
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[Would using a boat be a risk at this point? Well, without any of his friends around, he has to do some work...let's see which of them has the least of holes and looks usable.]
Maybe with a better source of light we'd be able to view it more efficiently.
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He turns back to the body of water, regarding it with a tilt of his head. ]
But if it's fish or other aquatic animals, we don't have to see them in order to catch them, do we? We simply have to cast a net, and hope they exist and come our way.
super late tag do you wanna continue in the overflow or not?
[He was shown how to fish a bit, mostly because rich people like to do this type of sport and use it to talk business. Personally, he hates it. Fox Hunting is far better.]
The problem would be securing such a net first.
since it's intro, we can handwave most of this I think!
[ There are boats out here, houses floating on the water... If there are any fish to be had in the water, it would make sense for the supplies to be kept close. ]
but seriously I think we can fade to black then :|b
[And off they went?]
o7