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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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Yo. Guess this ain't Kansas anymore. Or Troll Kansas, whatever. It's probably a place with that added in front, right?
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What? No, don't be stupid. We don't have Troll Kansas or whatever. What the hell is Kansas?
[ there's a pause. ]
Wait, are you talking about that movie? Troll Wizard of Oz?
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[ why are homestuck linguistics the way they are. let him lean against the fourth wall in aggravation.
he's also just trying not to address anything serious here, but. ]
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[ she just does not care. ]
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[ they're friends but come the fuck on ]
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That sounds just like him! Good to know some things never change, like that goober being the biggest loser ever to grace troll-kind. [ a beat. ] It is good to hear he's alright.
[ HAHA LET'S NOT TALK ABOUT THIS!! vriska tries to flip her hair and then just looks annoyed when it's all braids and shit. ]
God dammit. These were such a bad fucking idea.
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Why don't you undo 'em if they're that annoying?
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[ why can't she stop talking.
someone make her stop talking. ]
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eyes her. is she having a mental breakdown right now?? he can't handle that, wtf. ]
Okay, well, we have time now. If you sit your ass down I can try to do it for you?
[ apparently he's just straight up not even responding to the jibes about his schedule or whatever else for the time being, because not addressing things solves them. ]
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Why. [ flatly. ] There is basically zero chance you want to be anywhere near me.
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If you were the juggalo, you might have a point. [ he's not going to claim he likes vriska, because he doesn't. dave doesn't know her, and found her vaguely over the top in the dream bubbles but not enough to do more than enforce the whole "no dream bubble ghosts on the meteor" thing that they were trying to keep up (which he completely abandoned trying to do anyway when damara wandered in). terezi hadn't had a lot of good shit to say back in the day, but they'd never really talked about her since.
john had liked her, but john likes pretty much everyone so dave doesn't really use that as a guideline. ]
Do my motives really matter if they ain't sinister and basically don't exist?
[ it's a distraction, more or less. for one or both of them. ]
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and then she'll turn away from him and sit her ass down, pushing all her hair back over her shoulders. ]
Fine.
[ her voice isn't wet. she's fine. she's not rubbing her face. it's fine. ]
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so he just kneels behind her and gets to work, trying not to tug at her hair too hard. what the hell did meenah even do here, christ. ]
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Eventually she will pipe up, watery: ]
Thanks. Don't -- just tug. It's fine.
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he finds it equally hard to find the right words to comfort them, admittedly, but.
there's a snort, although he takes her at her word enough to be a little firmer - but he's still fairly gentle on the whole, sorry vriska. ]
Why is every girl I know a consummate backseat driver? Not that I mind, but does it say somethin' about me or the universe in general?
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[ she sounds very nasal but her voice shakes a little on a laugh. ]
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God. I forgot that you never shut up. [ another wet laugh. ] Karkat's like that with everyone. I am pretty sure it was the only way he knew how to show affection.
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[ dave is one of the latter assholes. ]
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Yeah, like me. I've never had a single fucking clue.
[ she's sniffling still, but her crying has mostly slowed down by now. ]
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[ or it just wasn't something you knew how to handle, because you weren't used to it. dave still didn't know how not to freeze up when someone hugged him.
he's got most of the braids unknotted, now. ]
People aren't really easy, are they? Guess if they were we wouldn't have most of the songs that exist.
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[ .... that was a lot of oversharing. vriska will lapse into silence. ]
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