awashlogs | 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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No arguments here. [ and there's a splash of color for kyle, at least. dave looks poker-faced and calm, a lanky sixteen-year-old who has seen way too much weird shit to even blink at this (maybe) or who at least can convincingly pull off casually unflustered. ] It'd maybe look a little better if everything weren't grayscale. There's somethin' about grayscale that just makes you think "horror", y'know?

[Color is so welcome after seeing nothing but grey around him for so long. He's got his own vibrant outfit, but it's not the same. If he stares a little too long at all the red, it's nothing personal. It's just refreshing.

He looks around soon enough, though, nodding.] I keep expecting something to pop out from around the corner. Zombies, hill people, murderous woodland creatures.

Zombie Disney princess with murderous woodland creatures as an entourage? Perhaps escorted by hill people.

[ ..........why did he feel the need to combine them into a scenario, but anyway: ]

I'm Dave, btw. [ this teenager apparently says acronyms aloud. rip. ]

Jesus Christ, if that's the movie we're in, I want out.

[Except he'd totally watch that hot mess.]

Kyle. [Is he judging that 'btw'? Just a little.] Did you find yourself in the well without explanation too?

Pretty much. But I'm at the point in my life where I'm like, you know what? This weird thing? It may as well happen without explanation or reason, because why the fuck would I be given either of those things. That would be too kind and logical for the universe to provide.

[He doesn't handle the unexplained well. Kyle never has; everything has an explanation, a purpose, a place in the world. He can handle being in crazy situations but there has to be a reason.]

If we can at least figure out how we got here, we can figure out how to leave. Or maybe there's something we have to do to move on. [Because life is comparable to video games.]

Like findin' a gate to another level? Yeah, maybe. I haven't seen any indication of what we're supposed to be doing so far, but maybe the powers that be want to give us a little bit of time to get acquainted or something?

Or it's like Minecraft and we've just got to figure everything out on our own. But in that case it would be more of said powers giving us the world and immediately ollieing out.

If that were the case I'd have some serious complaints about the type of world they decided to give us...? Like, wow. Who'd we piss off to deserve this?

[Kyle flushes a little.]

I don't know about you, but for me I can think of a few. [His friends, the entire country of Canada? Maybe his guilt complex is exaggerating things but... not much, he's certain of that.] Do you think that's possible? That we're here as some sort of divine punishment?

Eh. I think that usually the universe doesn't really punish people for shit that actually like...makes sense. It's more random than that, and less targeted?

I don't know. I thought that once too. Literally the worst person I know inherited a million dollars and bought a theme park that he wouldn't let anyone into. Meanwhile, I got so sick that I wound up in the hospital.

[He had a hemorrhoid. One that almost killed him. It wasn't a fun time.]

Anyway, I thought that too--because why is this asshole getting exactly what he wants, and me, a good person, is sick? But then he lost everything and got in trouble with the IRS and all kinds of stuff. The point is, all of this could be random. But this could also be exactly that sort of situation, where we're either being punished for something bad we did, or we're supposed to learn something through suffering. Which is stupid, but there's not a way to know one way or another right now.

Well. I think that whatever lesson a grayscale town with no people is tryin' to teach us is maybe too obscure to worry about, anyway. What-ifs are fine and all, but we should, I guess, try to focus on...things? Like, practical shit. Like...food. Food is a practical thing we should probably focus on, at some point.

[ someone should get on that.

dave has no idea how to get on that ]

Dude, we're totally fucked unless one of these buildings has stores of food that's not expired in it.

[Okay, there might be edible things in the forest, maybe woodland creatures but it's not like he's got a shotgun or anything.]

I think I saw a few people trying to fish, anyway, so there's always that possibility?

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