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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!

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[personal profile] redigere 2018-03-17 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
[She has to be careful. She doesn't want to say too much here and now, when she doesn't know her way around speaking to him yet, when he's likely to overwhelm her with the sheer force of his personality. Naminé shakes her head.]

I know of them. Like I know of you. I-- I'm from a time when Riku has become a skilled Keyblade wielder in his own right. Do you remember Riku?
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[personal profile] buriedearth 2018-03-17 01:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It gives him pause because Terra's not exactly expecting this to circle around to the boy he had bestowed the power of the Keyblade on. But it seems that he's managed to not screw up something, if Riku's become a skilled Keyblade wielder, and not ended up with a fate like his. ]

I remember him. Riku told you about me?

[ Another question occurs to him. He struggles with this one a bit because on one hand, he wants to believe they're alright. But, on the other hand, it's been awhile, and he's lost track of time. He vaguely wonders if she would even know, but she recognized his appearance, so maybe... ]

And...Aqua and Ven -- are they alright?
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[personal profile] redigere 2018-03-19 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Ah, so he remembers Riku. She knows from Sora's visit to the Timeless River that it's better not to mention the future to those in the past, so this bit of information is helpful to pinpoint what memories he's seen and what he knows. But it's also frustratingly vague. He could have seen so much, done so much after meeting Riku for the first time.

Still, she forges ahead, wanting to at least put some of his worries to rest.]


They're in trouble, but they're not in immediate danger. Riku and his friends are making plans to help them.

[A pause, and then looks down at her feet.]

The last I heard, at least. I was brought here right as they were making plans to set out to the other worlds again.

[Left behind again, nothing but a quiet presence in the back of Kairi's mind.]
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[personal profile] buriedearth 2018-03-20 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ 'They're in trouble--', makes his hands clench into fists, but when she finishes with the rest, he relaxes slightly. He wishes he could be there too, making plans with Riku and the Keyblade wielder's friends, to help out.

At least...their lights haven't been smothered by darkness. There's a moment of silence at the thought as he gazes down at his hands. Then he takes a look back over at the blond-haired girl. ]


...Thanks, for telling me that.

[ He can at least say that much. He isn't some ungrateful bastard. She...tried to tell him as much as she could and helped him out, he thinks. That's more that could be said of some people. ]

You already know my name, but I don't think I ended up getting yours.
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[personal profile] redigere 2018-03-25 08:12 am (UTC)(link)