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

[robosmith]

[ don't dish it if you can't take it, bro!!

but yes, hello dave. dirk sees him lean in and he's Ready. none of the usual instinctive tensing, he just immediately hugs back and if he's kind of slightly smiling like a doof then at least everyone is too preoccupied with rescue and siren shenanigans to notice. hopefully.

he mumbles something that sounds a lot like "good. i'm glad." in response and he holds on for a little while longer before the sounds of splashing water remind him that they should probably get a move on and he gingerly pulls back. ]

C'mon, let's haul ass. I've been dyin' to get off this shitty island.

[parodeity]

You've got it. Be careful with your leg.

[ they can end the hug. it'll probably happen again eventually because they're both hug-starved, let's be honest, but for now this is a good place to end it and they transition into BOATSTUCK.

lucky them!! ]