Event Ten.

[awashmods]

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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[purrsuasively]

[There's a good chunk of silence as he thinks, because HMMmmmMMMmmm. A fall from a great height won't kill a creature such as he, but it will hurt. And that's assuming, of course, that this girl actually can turn into a bird? Mogget doesn't like to rely on assumptions, and he really doesn't like the idea of trusting a complete and total stranger, but desperate times... call for desperate measures...]

I can, [he reluctantly admits,] but if you drop me, girl, or try to trick me in any way, it will not end well for you. And that is not a threat! That is an oath.

[Get him out of here, though, and he'll be... nice. Nice-ish?]

[heirworthy]

I have my doubts that the one in the well tastes better. Is there no other source of water in this town?

[heirworthy]

[ ... sounds like fun! mutated creatures, monsters and hallucinations. ]

I don't sense them in the town so I assume that they're not there. [ how disappointing. one familiar face would be comforting, at least. ] But I sense ...

[ his red gaze flickers at the forest. there's a lot of things he senses in that forest, all of which he can't put his finger on. ] Perhaps it's my imagination, then.

[heirworthy]

[ he knows that look, ok! and he's not having it, whatever her plan is towards his wings.

sandalphon takes another step back, politely distancing himself from her. ]

It sounds like a primal beast, [ nature spirit or demon, has a mortal form. ] —but I'm afraid to say that I'm not at all a 'tengu'. My apologies if the impression I have given you is wrong.

[purrsuasively]

I am hardly surprised.

[Not that he offered his name, either, but you know what? Don't even worry about it! Mogget certainly isn't, which is why he gives Tristan a flat look before setting off at a rather brisk pace. Come along, you weird man.]

You may tell me your name while I keep watch for a fat songbird.

[For... obvious reasons. Quid pro quo!!]

[heirworthy]

[ sandalphon briefly looks up at the voice addressing him, his gaze flickering at the direction of the well, before he resumes drying off his wings. ]

I don't see you moving a finger to help them. [ if anything, he sounds rather amused. either by the fact that sandy's not attempting to go back down there or by the faint yelling from the bottom of the well.

who knows. ]

I'm certain they'll get out of there soon enough. Mortals are quite capable in desperate scenarios.

one

[heirworthy]

[ look, she's not the only one in this kind of predicament. and despite sensing her and sidestepping so as not to bump into her as she panics around, sandalphon fails anyway and he finds himself holding out a hand to the slimy wall to keep them both from plopping into the water.

he lets out an annoyed sigh. ]

Please stop moving. There are other individuals here, not just you.

[noholdsbard]

It is Archer, then. [ But he’ll follow along, shaking his head a little. There’s no guarantee he’ll snatch a songbird for him if Mogget would ask him again though—Tristan sees too much of himself in the critters.

And besides, Mogget is kind of a greedy little shit. Not that he minds. ]

[catlady]

[ Somehow, if the cats back home could talk, this is actually quite similar to what she'd imagine -- cats aren't the easiest creatures to win over and the alley cats are especially temperamental. ]

Of course not, dogs are the worst.

[ Selina kneels on the ground beside the cat, sitting on her knees. ]

I'm Selina, and you are...?

2!

[passio]

…?

[ dextera doesn’t know who yuu is yet, but he has eyes and he can see that the uniform resembles guren’s. of course he has his guesses as to who he’s looking at, but the concern he really has is that this child is darting from house to house in ruga looking for something.

for guren? he already left guren’s house, so dextera doesn’t know what he wants. like some weird ghost, he follows in silence. ]

[regrede]

Hoho! You are so charming for a man who climbed out of a well.

[ like she didn’t do the same thing… but she’s much luckier and more talented than everyone else in town, according to reliable sources. (she is the reliable source.) ]

I believe I do require some assistance.

[noholdsbard]

[ Just as well that he’s feeling a little too cheerful at the moment to remark on the Sisyphean task of climbing out of the metaphorical well of life once you’ve hit rock-bottom and oh gods everything is so so sad— ]

Of course, my lady. [ Here’s a nice and formal bow, as is proper. ] Anything in my power, for I cannot refuse a vision so enchanting.

[regrede]

[ oh no, she loves this. nevermind the fact that he reminds her of someone whose death is still fresh in her mind, because she’s so good at compartmentalizing and not having feelings about things she doesn’t want to feel. woo! ]

Would you escort me through the town, so that I can explore? I’m a lady traveling alone, you see, and I can’t trust a village full of strangers.

[thinshadowed]

i. well, well... well?

[ This is certainly a new take on his bleakest nightmare. Instead of aimlessly running through a dark endless expanse, Ari finds himself standing uncomfortably in what—oh no, he hopes—is knee-deep water. It takes him longer than he should to realize that he's not asleep, not dreaming, and definitely not alone.

Or at least, he isn't initially. He's not the only new arrival who has found themselves at the bottom of the well this day, and as the others find various means of escape, it belatedly dawns on Ari that there's a very real threat of him getting left behind—ignored, even if unintentionally so.

He just doesn't have much presence, unfortunately. ]

> "H-hey! A little help here?"

[ The red-haired boy's voice breaks nervously as he tries to make himself known, before everyone else moves on without him. ]

ii. an unexpected trip

[ Ari somehow made it out of that whole well situation, and now that he's out his first thought is to try and dry his sopping wet feet. His black boots drag with every step, waterlogged as they are, and the squish of his toes against the wet fabric of his socks only makes the experience even more uncomfortable.

No one can blame him for drawing away from the others to attend to his unfortunate situation, sitting down so he can remove both of his shoes. He gives each boot a shake in an optimistic effort to jostle loose some of the moisture that's seeped into his footwear before moving on. His socks soon follow, freeing his poor damp feet from their dreadful prison.

He's so focused on wringing as much moisture from each sock as possible that he doesn't notice your character approaching. ]

> "—!"

[ Unfortunately, your character doesn't notice him either, and they end up tripping over poor unlucky Ari. His presence really is just that forgettable, especially for someone in a hurry. ]

iii. wildcard

[ I'm open to anything! Surprise me, or hit me up at evilkingmarz I'm always down to kick around some ideas. ]

[smaaaaaash]

1. well that was easy

HA HA HA HA! It's fine, because I am here with you, in this well!

[Anyone stuck at the bottom of the well is going to be deafened by a booming voice, echoing all the way up the well. A giant of a muscled superhero is scooping up anyone who looks like they might need help getting out, picking them up effortlessly in his arms or letting them ride on his back. It's fine if you're too proud to tell him you're a distressed citizen who needs a hand, he can tell!

Then, with a single leap of superhuman strength and speed, he manages to clear the well, landing on the ground above and setting down any rescuees on the cobblestones. The strange surroundings earns a confused stare, but no immediate dangers present themselves, so he turns his attention back to the well. He yells back down it:]

Please clear some space! I am here jumping back down to rescue you! [aaaand back down he goes, leaping all the way to the bottom again.

...Anyone still at the bottom is going to get Texas Splashed, sorry about that.]

2. around the town hall/community board

[Once he's finished rescuing the many new citizens in distress, All Might moves on to exploring the town. Yet many buildings look rundown, if not outright abandoned, and somewhere he might ordinarily report to -- like the town hall -- stands empty. There isn't even a police force, just the mention of a defence group on the community board.

All Might can be found at either of these places, rubbing his chin, completely at a loss. Do people really live here like this? When he spots a passerby, he'll call after them in that usual booming voice:]

GOOD AFTERNOON! Are there any leaders in this town I can speak to?

3. incognito... sort of

[The longer All Might spends getting his bearings and learning about the town, the more it becomes increasingly obvious he needs to sneak off somewhere and find a change of clothes from his hero costume. Fortunately he founds a suitably oversized outfit from one of the shops, and now some painfully skinny guy no one would have seen in the well is wandering around looking for the residence printed on his letter. He eventually finds it in the quiet, overgrown area of the Flavo district, which strikes him as completely different to the other two districts.]

Do they think I want to live like a hermit...? [He mutters sheepishly to himself, before heading inside. They wouldn't exactly be wrong.]

4. wildcard

[Pick your own starter! Feel free to add me on moonsilver or discord at moonsilver#4734 if you want to plot/chat. As a note to castmates, we're still ironing out details on canon point differences and how to handle them icly, so please check with me first when it inevitably comes up in our threads to avoid any ooc confusion. Thanks! o7]

[rerevale]

[ He's used to blunt— comfortable with it, really, thanks to a certain someone from his homeworld who used to weaponize his words without ill intent. The brushoff is similarly familiar, so he doesn't respond with anything more than a vague hum and a little scrape of chair legs across scratched flooring. Offering her the seat, as he moves his way across the room. ]

Me? I'm— [ a little beat here, as if he has to think about it. ] —ah, I guess you wouldn't have heard of 'Re:vale' if you're not from my world, huh? You can just call me 'Momo'! All of my friends do.

[ Hands on his hips, mock-proud. He gentles into something less obnoxious a moment later. ]

I'm a Scorpio, I'm 5 foot 8, and I'm not a dangerous person. What about you?

[noholdsbard]

[ It’s not like he’s any better at dealing with his own passions anyway, especially considering that the last time he’d escorted a woman through parts unknown had turned out so well for him.

Hence: ]

Of course, my lady. I would be honored to accompany you. [ He even offers her his hand all proper-like. ]

[rerevale]

[ There's something charming about a physically imposing person who carries himself with an air of timidity... which is to say that Momo watches Jion shift from nervous to nervous-relieved with an air of gentle scrutiny, brows turned down to match his vaguely protective instincts kick in. ]

Haha! Well, if you fought me over who had to stay back, you'd probably beat me in a second.

[ He pretends to flex, but mostly only for show. ]

You'd probably beat the wolves, too! I'm suddenly not worried at all...

2

[troubadamsel]

[Maribelle had been about to add her own list to the community board when SWEET MERCIFUL CRAP THAT'S A LOUD VOICE. She resists the urge to jump, and turns around. Must be a newcomer, to ask such a thing.]

Ah... well, no, not really. We're all equals in this place. Has anyone given you the rundown of the situation we've found ourselves in?

[rerevale]

Well, we usually have to play around with the scenario for a little bit.

[ Still whispering under his breath, even despite that tidbit about there probably being nothing around. The bit is something to commit to while Momo thinks of better courses of action, which all inevitably prioritize the safety of this well-dressed young man.

So. On one hand, he's making a show of being 'scared'; one palm pressed against the side of the wall, brows turned down in mock-anxiety.

On the other hand, he's calmly pulling off his jacket and pulling it as taut as he can manage. ]

"—Oh no! I can't believe we're stuck down here... I might have left the stove on at home! What a disaster!"

[rerevale]

[ Flashed... how brazen of her. But he leaves that alone (no need to dig up images of him being unsightly!), and segues right into answering Maya's question. ]

Haha, you could say that! I'm a fresh young face in a new town, so treat me kindly! [ A half-laugh, punctuated by a bit of a headscratch. ] ...What exactly are we supposed to be doing here, again?

[smaaaaaash]

Not yet! When I arrived, it was in a well of distressed citizens, so after everyone escaped I ran ahead to find more information!

["Ran" not being a figure of speech here. He's literally been dashing around to scout the place out. He looks cheerful enough despite being completely clueless, though.]

Could you please share what you know, young lady?

C2

[troubadamsel]

Oh!

[Maribelle is a little startled. She looks down... then her eyes widen, her heart breaking.]

A... a child?!

[One could make the argument whether several teenagers in this town could be considered kids or not, but this...!]

This wretched place is actually taking children now?! By the gods...!

[She gets down on one knee, trying to brush some hair from Kisa's face.]

Are you all right, darling?

[rerevale]

[ The playful theatrics of Momo's straight-backed, attentive bystander act fade by the time Dave reaches the tail end of his explanation; it's replaced with something a little wistful but mostly content, an uptick of lips and a slight narrowing of big eyes. As if he's looking at something that's a bit too bright. ]

—Haha! I'm glad to hear that. It sounds like you've all been working really hard.

[ He nods, slow and deliberate. ]

Thanks for making this place better for newbies like us.

ii

[scooptimistic]

Oh.

[ Unlike Nanjo, Maya is nowhere near as subtle, and once Maya realizes the rather foreign (by now) sensation she's picking up from this robotic-looking girl, her eyes are widening slightly. ]

You're a Persona user! It's been awhile.