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awash mods ([personal profile] awashmods) wrote in [community profile] awashlogs2018-08-11 07:22 pm

Event Nine.





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!

theshowsover: (done my time and served my sentence)

[personal profile] theshowsover 2018-09-07 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Akira startles a little with that hand on his shoulder, but he doesn't pull away. It feels nice, warm. He appreciates it, he really does, and maybe the small smile on his face conveys that.]

Thanks, Lupin-san.

[But he's been talking all about himself, or at least until he was able to divert the attention to Akechi. But he still remembers that everyone else got sick. So.]

Are you doing okay though?
heartsteals: (and if it takes a little long)

[personal profile] heartsteals 2018-09-07 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he only leaves it there for a few moments - much like Akira only leaves the conversation spotlight on himself for a few moments. One of those types who doesn't like talking about himself, perhaps? They really do have a lot of things in common. ]

My arms are killing me from carrying this big rock around earlier, [ he responds with a dramatic sigh. that rock was his friend but it's fine. ] And I still feel a bit like I'm having a terrible hangover. But it's nothing I can't handle.