Event Nine.

[awashmods]

Thus, on Life’s gloomy sea, Heareth the marinere Voices sweet, from far and near, Ever singing in his ear, “Here is rest and peace for thee!”

t's a dark night, and the sounds of feet in the darkness are further dampened and hidden by even more magic, as they are lured away by the soft sounds of dreams that are too good to be true, leaving the Town much, much emptier than when it began. On one side, an island, and a ticking clock to a gruesome death. On the other, the slow realization that those bonds everyone has been forging might mean much, much more than they first thought. Welcome to Awash's ninth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Please be sure to very clearly mark where your characters are in your prompts, so people know which they can tag depending on which group they are in. Thank you!

Comments

[scooptimistic]

You don't have to apologize, Zelda. I'm pretty sure no one told you here that there was a limit on complaining.

... Actually, since I don't think I've ever heard you complain in the first place, there's definitely no limit!

[withwisdom]

[ a snort. ]

Complaining doesn't really solve anything. [ but then again, what is the solution to their situation other than wait for help? she has no doubts the others will come for them when they realize what's happened. ] ...I really am sorry for snapping at you though. You're not at fault for anything happening here.

[scooptimistic]

It's hard when there's nothing really to take your frustration out on, huh? I didn't mind, Zelda.

[ she's used to that much. ]

It sure would be nice if we could beat up a Siren or too, though--!!

[withwisdom]

Ahaha - wouldn't that be just the perfect mood boost. Too bad they're a cowardly lot. Can't quite face us without their singing.

[ it'd make anyone feel better right about now. a shame they're all hiding away. ]

[scooptimistic]

Do you think Sirens could get laryngitis?

[ a girl can dream. ]

[withwisdom]

Nothing can stop us from hoping.

[ but no, not likely. ]

[scooptimistic]

But hope only gets you so far.

Okay, then next, I punch them in the throat!

[withwisdom]

My, that would certainly hurt just about anyone really. Throats are one of the more fragile parts of the body. I'd suggest going for the solar plexus as well.

[ she points to maya's mid-section, just in case she doesn't know what zelda means. ]

Knocks the air right out of you.

[scooptimistic]

Yep! I'd say the groin works well, too, though I'm not sure how effective that'll be on Sirens...