Event Ten.

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Little Willie, mean as hell, Pushed his sister in a well. Mother said, while drawing water, "My, it's hard to raise a daughter."

t's pretty dark and miserable down in the well. The cavernous area feels much larger than a well should be, bodies milling about in the darkness and knee deep, frigid water. So you're here -- and you're not alone, and the only way out appears to be the thin circle of sunlight from above, the opening of the well. (And elsewhere, in the Town, everyone's waking up to gifts of various usefulness, but hopefully they remember to check the well today even so!) What now? Welcome to Awash's tenth event log, and the intro log for this month, everyone! All new characters have found themselves waking in the well in the middle of the Town. Hopefully they can get a hand out! For more information, please go here! Meanwhile, the current characters have some new gifts. If there are any questions, please ask them here, and have fun! Thank you!

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[promissum]

She wasn't in the well. I suppose she could've arrived before me.

Have you met a pink haired angel? She answers to Vulcanus or Artina.

[extrapolating]

[ It's fascinating to listen to, because it's really not what she had expected. Considering her familiarity with detective work comes from books like Sherlock Holmes, her immediate assumption had been simpler. An android, as far as she could grasp the concept, seemed like it would be a fantastic detective. They're more machine than person, so their logic would be better, right? That was roughly what she thought.

But naturally, it makes just as much sense that they would be able to do much more than that. It's just also pretty far beyond her imagination for science fiction, even though she lived in a floating city. ]

That's incredible. It must be very helpful, since it sounds like you're less likely to miss something.

[ Though there is a simpler question she has... She knows she's seen the acronym before, but she doesn't really remember anything about it. ]

And, sorry, since I'm sure my questions must seem silly, but what is DNA?

[extrapolating]

[ She smiles a little, since serious conversation aside, he's, uh. Kind of intimidating. Even though she'd offered, she wasn't really sure he was going to accept, so it helps her relax a little. ]

It's a simple soup, and it might not taste like what you expect, by the way...

[ She starts to explain as she beckons for him to follow her towards the kitchen ]

There's food here, so we're not starving, but anything that doesn't have color, well... It tastes like nothing.

hm, guess who never hit post...

[underwraps]

[It's definitely strange to consider the thought of them facing no villains; whatever is behind this, it would logical for it to be sentient to some extent in order to pull off the sort of psychological manipulation its accomplished thus far. However, they still know so little that he can't be 100% certain of that either.

When All Might mentions the defense force Aizawa snorts again.]

Figures Guren would get to you. [The man has more energy than most despite his seemingly
aloof personality, but Aizawa appreciates his efforts nonetheless.] The defense force is a good start and everyone in Chroma as a whole seems to be both cooperative and proactive. The fact that we're all on the same page here is at least one less thing to worry about.

[tosa]

( That gets a laugh from him! )

Hah! I think I know a thing or two about history. ( But he won't go into details there! Souza and the others are pretty sure about Nobunaga being a guy though and he's going to trust them over this guy!!! ) Right back at ya, Archer-san.

( That really is a weird name!!! )

[kryptomight]

( it's been a while since he's met someone like this. jon--gives a brief nod of his head in return, still beaming up to tristian. with a soft murmur of "there's a good boy, more treats later", he gives krypto a pat to his stomach and gets himself up, krypto following after and running off to do--who knows what, dog things. )

Dad has his own house, so it's just you and me here. We're roomies.

[culpa]

Oh.

( man, that sucks. being stuck here alone, being stuck here at all kind of sucks but at least yuu has someone he knows. which means guren was stuck here by himself for a while too, right? even if mika was also here for a time. )

I'm sorry. But you have friends now, right? So you're not totally alone or anything.

[culpa]

Haha, thanks! I'm really bad at fixing stuff so I'll definitely remember that.

( yuu is absolutely useless when it comes to mending shit. destroying it? super easy. )

If you ever need someone super strong, you can call me!

[culpa]

( don't judge him crowley. )

A while? Or something.

[culpa]

( it's an honest answer. one yuu appreciates, too. he's--a little naive when it comes to observing behaviors, figuring out what's going on with people. reading guren has always been a little difficult, too. it's just guren's nature to hide stuff, after all.

but yuu won't let him fight stuff alone. they're a team, regardless of what comes out of guren's mouth. and he'll fight beside him for as long as it takes. )

I'll keep an eye on him. I won't let Guren overwork himself.

[culpa]

I know Guren from back home. Before I got here.

( with a loose shrug of his shoulders. guren is guren is guren and he's not going to change any time soon, and yuu is pretty fine with that. )

I figure it's kinda like the teams he put me in back home so it's no big deal.

[culpa]

Oh. ( that makes sense? like as long as he doesn't think about it too deeply it does. though honestly nothing here makes sense and nothing back home makes sense so the lack of sense is starting to feel like sense anyway. percy explains it simply, and that's always a plus, too. )

What kind of stuff have you done? Done a lot of quests, or?

[stripedown]

[ Oh, sure! Kisa rummages for a second-- and holds up the letter. Here you are, Ari. ]

[noholdsbard]

I’m more a warrior than a bard, I’m afraid. [ Though granted, he gets that question a lot anyway. ]

[noholdsbard]

Haha, well…I think we can both agree that Lord Nobunaga is a formidable warrior regardless.

[ Anyway, it’s Mutsu’s funeral if he really wants to press the issue. Take it up with the woman herself, buddy. ]

[noholdsbard]

[ He cocks his head to the side. Why split up a family? But Jon doesn’t give him time to be overly concerned about it— ]

Haha, yes. It appears we are. [ Man, he still can’t get used to this modern lingo. ] Then I promise to be a worthy roomie indeed. But…I don’t suppose you mind music?

[ditherer]

[doubt.png]

... Well, given the circumstances, I suppose it's understandable. Most people's first priority wouldn't be trying to blend in.

[ditherer]

Well, some of us have been here for a while. We've gotten it out of our systems.

... Then again, most are fairly lax about the entire thing, so who knows? Perhaps you'll fit right in.

[messianic]

That's what I want.

[He wants her to stay close by. He wants her to be with him, as if they're at home. It might be selfish, but... right now, that comfort is more than anything he could ask for.

It means more to him than he could ever say.]

I'd feel better to have you close by, Aigis.

[And so, he starts to walk, slow measured steps towards where he's been living.]

[messianic]

Super...strong...?

[... huh...]

Well, I'm sure that'll come in handy someday, so I'll be sure to let you know.

[atomicals]

It's a little long, but uh--

[He wrinkles up his nose some before he just helplessly rattles it off:] F-F-E nine hundred. It's a hex code, 'cause we're all assigned colours and those are our usernames.

[atomicals]

They're more than just machines, there's something about them that kind of has a will of their own.

[It's difficult to describe, to say the least. Especially since it's all a nebulous, emotional thing.]

They're pretty amazing, actually. They can connect to us in a way? Or we connect to them?

[eusford]

A long while.

[ But that actually makes him question something. ]

What's the last thing you remember before waking up in the well?

[smaaaaaash]

[Even before he ducks his head to hide it, that expression isn't lost on All Might; sometimes Izuku is easy to read as a book. But in this case... He stares at him for a long moment, frowning. The emotions might be obvious, but he has no idea what he's thinking.]

The same as usual. In fact, none of you are missing back home, and it's like none of this was happening at all. The last time I saw you, it was to escort both you and young Bakugo to see Recovery Girl after your practical exam.

[And he got a good scolding from Chiyo as usual, though he doesn't regret it. Izuku and Bakugo gave as good as they got, and the memory of it makes him rub his cheek sheepishly.]

You've got a mean right hook these days, you know.

[oomfies]

[ Lottie lowers the dress a fragment, brows scrunching up as she tries to pinpoint what exactly she feels.. looking at this poor, definitely ye olden times, girl. Her eyes trail the fabric wrapped around her arms, down her torso and all the way to her shoes.

She thinks she feels bad?? That has to be it. She's felt awkward since she tried to hide behind nothing, so it definitely isn't that. Yeah.. she probably feels bad that a pretty girl is suffering the woes of having nothing good to wear. ] Wow.. That's all that's here? [ It still looks good, kind of? Lottie isn't sure how to express that, or any real condolences for the fashion in this place, so she simply continues with a softer, less incredulous, tone. ] Stuff like that?

[ Her body slouches when she isn't being looked at by the understanding stranger, hovering above her as she decides to put the dress back in the pile. ]

Not really.. No one's even asked about when. [ Only where. It catches her off guard, but she still answers after an odd stare. ] 2018, why?