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

[doublecrowss]

Interesting. So it's a color that matches your personal preference, even though you had no say in it...

[ He falls silent for a moment, pondering over this new bit of information with a hand on his chin. It might look harmless upon first inspection, but once you dig in a little deeper, it comes with unfortunate implications: ]

If it's the same for all of us, it would seem our captors may have put a little too much research on each specific individual brought to this place. Nobody is here by chance.

[ Meaning they all must have a purpose. But what is it...? ]

[parodeity]

Well, what kinda color would yours be if that were the case?

[ out of sheer curiosity. ]

[doublecrowss]

[ ... well that was a mightily anti-climactic question. ]

A color...? [ Hmm. Well, if it's supposed to match his image, then: ] I like a pristine white; it reflects my will to bring light upon the wrongs of the world. Although it might not work so well for a typing font, haha.

[ Well. It matches the image he likes to put up, at least. ]

[parodeity]

Well, if you have hex code #FFFFFF we'll know if there's a pattern, then?

[ or not...it's more a flippant suggestion than anything, since he isn't sure there IS a pattern. ]

Or maybe if someone doesn't have a specific thing, it's like, chosen at random?

[doublecrowss]

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