Intro Log.

[awashmods]

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

[bufudyne]

Fascinating.

The technological and cultural aspects of Earth differing due to one small event and then set on an entirely different course in history...

[Mmhmm. And there have been artworks focused on such concept, definitely not new though if they're given actual proof of such a thing... Yusuke's nodding to himself, itching for a canvas.]

[lonered]

Fascinating sure, but also a pain in the quiznak. Parallel realities are weird. And confusing.

[He remembers the not!Shiro in that one, and the whole evil Alteans thing. Just. Really unsettling all around.]

So... aside from the no color thing, you're taking all of this in stride pretty well.

[bufudyne]

[What is a quiznak he's about to ask but he pauses.]

I will say that I'm not yet completely convinced this is some manner of dream or-- [in a Palace, or in Mementos but those won't be understood and he ought to keep his Phantom Thieves thing on the down-low] --or something else.

However, if this is to be my reality, I should have an open mind so I am ready for unusual occurrences. It would not be the first time I have had my perspective and worldview challenged utterly.

[lonered]

[No one knows. But that doesn't mean that Keith will still correct the use of it so there's that.]

A dream? Seems like a pretty messed up dream. And if you're dreaming it, I'm dreaming it too.

[Not cool. Keith refuses to be the fragment of someone else's imagination or subconscious.]

It wouldn't? So you've seen some weird stuff before, huh? [He knows that feeling.]

[bufudyne]

[Yusuke nods, his fingers brushing back his hair.]

I have. At this point, more than I feel I could accurately count.

[...Though he doesn't elaborate. Very secret. Shh.]

[lonered]

So... do you do the cool mysterious type thing a lot? Do you practice?

[Very secret. Keith doesn't know what to make about so vague a statement. But then he has his own secrets (none of his secrets are secret anymore honestly, back home, so it's almost weird here) so he can't exactly complain about someone keeping theirs, when they just met.]

It looks like it takes practice.

[But he's not above poking Yusuke for it. ...he seems like an okay guy. Keith might even be playing.]

[bufudyne]

[Well doesn't Yusuke look pleased as punch that he's being called cool and mysterious. Even if he's being played with (he doesn't even realise that he's being poked at, STRAIGHT OVER HIS HEAD).]

Hmm. That is not something I hear often.

Perhaps I ought to keep things to myself more if that's how I'm seen? A mysterious artist is bound to generate quite a bit of interest.

[lonered]

[Oh. Oh he took it real seriously. Keith, who has been in a mood since he arrived in this place, can't quite help a smile.]

Yeah, no. I think you're onto something. Mysterious, brooding artists are a type.

[A romance novel trope, but Keith is kind enough not to say that. This guy is okay.] ...you're an artist? Like... you paint or something?

[KEITH MAKES CONSPRIACY THEORY WALLS. That's like art, right?]

[bufudyne]

[Yusuke will totally take it anyway, though he'll have to strike off brooding. He doesn't brood. (He absolutely broods when he's caught in an art block.)]

Yes, I paint. I sketch, draw, though I don't have any canvases or any of my other art supplies with me.

Just a few pencils, and a sketchbook.

[show him the conspiracy theory walls pls]

[lonered]

I guess none of us really got any warning about packing for a trip.

[Keith has his blade and his Marmora uniform and that is it. Not that... he has much... other stuff. At all.]

Are you any good?

[That is Keith's way of asking to see his arts. Oh well.

And if there is something to be investigated here, there will be a wall. It helps his thought process!!]

[bufudyne]

Of course.

[AT ONCE. He's confident in his art!] Though I am always learning, nevertheless I am proud of what I have achieved thus far.

[He flips the bag over one shoulder to his front to pull a sketchbook out of it. It's, well. It's mostly empty, but the first page is still full and he flips it so Keith can see. It's obviously sketches of people in motion, passing by or pausing, stopping to check their phones or in the midst of speaking to others. They aren't complete pictures, but his eye for detail is plain.]

[lonered]

[Oh hey good he gets a peek. Cool. Keith leans in to look, curious, nodding to himself.]

Huh! You are good.

[Okay. So the mysterious artist thing might actually work for this guy.] I get the whole color thing now.

[If Keith were the artist type the lack of color might have made this worse for him too.]

[bufudyne]

[Yusuke nods, smiling in thanks.]

Thank you.

[Closing the sketchbook, he tucks it away again for the moment.]

I am glad that you understand. Honestly, I would very much like to do something about the lack of colour immediately but I've never faced something like this.

[lonered]

[A shrug at the thanks. Less a compliment and just Keith telling it like it is. But hey, at least he got the mysterious artist to smile. Total success for Keith, given his track record for first impressions and friend making.]

Yeah, this is new for me too. I don't even understand how it works. Like, with physics alone, shouldn't there have to be color? That's how light works, right?

[How can everything be some shade of washed out gray?]

[bufudyne]

[Yusuke hesitates before he replies--his speciality isn't the science of it, but the, well, application of colour.]

Yes. And it is how our brain interprets it. Which is why some people may see colours we would not.

[Yusuke shakes his head. He has no idea what could take out the colours like this...]

[lonered]

But everyone here is seeing a whole lot of nothing, right?

[Very odd.]

I wonder if this place was always like this, or if something happened to it.

[And more than that, he frowns arms crossing over his chest.] For that matter, who brought us here and what the quiznak do they want?

[bufudyne]

That I wonder as well.

[He said quiznak again... What does it mean.]

I do hope that there is some reason we have been brought here and it isn't simply random.

[lonered]

[Don't question the quiznak, Yusuke. Just go with it. It's an alien bad word very appealing fun to use five stars.]

It can't be random. There's so many of us. Things like this can't be nothing but coincidences.

[That's what Keith is telling himself anyway.]

[bufudyne]

...Thinking about this will only get us so far. We know too little.

[They need to explore... break into places... be detectives!]

[lonered]

You're right. We can go around in circles in our head all we want, but it won't change anything.

We need some hard facts. Evidence. Anything.

[Explore! Detective-ing! Breaking things! ...no yeah that sounds right.]

[bufudyne]

Leads, for certain. If there is truth, there must be a lead we can find.

[Yusuke gazes at him a long moment... and then oh, something hits.]

I have been remiss in introducing myself. I am Yusuke Kitagawa.

[lonered]

Oh right. Sorry. I'm Keith.

[He holds out a hand to shake. See. HE can be a good boy with good manners.]

Good to meet you, Yusuke. Even in this weird place.

[And it is. This guy is weird. But pretty okay.]

[bufudyne]

It is good to meet you as well.

[HAND SHAKE]

I'm certain whatever mysteries this place contains won't remain mysteries for long.

[Not when there're so many motivated people around!!]

[lonered]

Here's hoping. I'm ready to get out of here already.

[To say the least. Even if he's pretty sure that getting out of here means he goes to his death. Still, he'd rather be sure that it worked and his friends are going to be okay. So even that he's eager to get back to.]

[bufudyne]

[Perhaps where he's from the situation isn't as urgent as Keith's... but Yusuke acknowledges in his head he ought to get back as soon as possible.

Even if it itches at the artist part of him to leave a world so... colourless.]

I am certain that we will find the way.