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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[tropism]

An angel, huh.

[ of course it stands to reason that they should exist in a world demons do, as well. ] But that just means you can talk to her again, right?

[tropism]

There are plenty of monsters to fight in the forest, not to worry. [ a slight laugh. ] I'm sure if we waited long enough we'll stumble onto one.

What did you do back in your world? [ he doesn't look old enough to get a regular job. ]

[usedlick]

Half a year. That's a long time for people to go missing... Unfortunately I didn't have access to files on missing persons cases, though. [So if anyone is missing from Detroit that would correspond to that time frame... he wouldn't know.]

Was there anyone in this town when you arrived? [So far, he hasn't met any natives.]

[theshowsover]

[Folding is for people with very little space! Akira has had to keep all his clothes in a box for months.]

This is my room, so it's probably not.

[But who knows? Stranger things have happened...

Wait, no, it's definitely not in here. But Akira isn't mad, anyway.]

[promissum]

Yes... I have a chance to fulfill my promise by scaring her. Then I'll finally be able to drink human blood again. [The smile is faint and quick. Nobody in his little group of rebels is and there's a strange sense of longing.... it's boxed up and put aside.

He'll make comrades here until he can go back to his comrades at home.]

She's not here, so I'll have to think of ways to scare her until I get back.

[usedlick]

That's the information I've been getting. I really can't stay here... I have very important things to do back in Detroit, and I'm sure others do as well.

[Which is what makes this all so frustrating. Connor is used to roadblocks in his investigation (especially, with increasing frequency, those of his own making), but this isn't just a roadblock - he's been removed from the road entirely.

His LED flashes yellow for a few moments, before going back to a calming blue.]

And there's no access to any sort of network? Radio or phone?

[finalize]

[ aigis is pulled into the hug quite easily--how can she refuse? it's a reminder of minato's presence, of his past absence... and it's that thought that moves her hands so she can grip at the fabric at his back lightly. his gentle words and reassurances both help and hurt as she struggles to understand, to come to terms with it all, and bat away the shame.

because his sacrifice made it so hard to live.

because it made her want to regress into what she once was--just a machine, looking to emotionlessly fulfill an objective. feeling hurt too much.

and he wouldn't want that, would he? it hurts, knowing and hearing that that was his choice, when she wasted away in the grief.

(he'd hate to hear the instinctive reflex to his words in her mind--that is, she would've rather that choice be the one she could've made, for him.) ]

Minato-san...

[ honestly, the words are stuck in her throat.

and she finds the arguments she can but shouldn't offer are melting away into background static, nudging her to remember them and her guilt as she tries to focus simply on him, his kindness. all she can manage is hiding her face in his shoulder weakly, as even the heartfelt thank you she said on that rooftop so long ago is too difficult to parse.

(though he deserves at least that. deserves more than that, more than her just. wetting his shirt with tears.

... sorry, minato.) ]

[glaciers]

I didn't realize so many of them ended in death or people getting eaten. [It's... a little gross, actually? He's not fond of these things.

The suggestion gets a thoughtful look. It's... true. He's never asked any of his friends about movies before. Usually they were too busy with things for that kind of casual conversation and it's never crossed his mind.]

I'll ask them.

[tropism]

I don't think we've had luck getting a calendar to work here. [ that doesn't make sense in explaining, so he tries again - ] It's only recently that the colours of the sunrise and the sunset were restored, for example. It's a lot harder to track days and nights like that, you know?

More than that ... I don't really think your phone will work here. [ a pause. ] Especially if you were just in the well. But you can try.

[tropism]

That's really nice. [ adorable, even. giorno wishes him the best. ]

How will you eat here, by the way? Do you need volunteers too? [ he makes a face as he says this. ]

[usedlick]

[The lack of clocks is a serious issue. He'll have to come up with a way to fix that, if they're going to be spending any serious amount of time here.]

Alright. I'll see you then.

[usedlick]

...Yes. I suppose I should find a new mission, and fulfill it to the best of my ability, until such a time as we find an escape, or are rescued.

[Of course. Obviously.]

Normally at this point, I default to providing assistance to humans. However, I am not properly equipped for domestic uses, grueling manual labor, healthcare, military services, or retail work. My primary function is as a police android, more specifically as a detective.

[There were a few other things he could have specified he's not equipped for, but he doubts Zelda wants the entire list, especially considering some things that are on it.]

Is there any sort of law enforcement in this town?

[promissum]

[It's not like that.]

Does this world have sardines? I suppose any kind of fish... [He's not about to die because of his pickiness.] but sardines are highest in nutritional value.

[usedlick]

I calculate that there is at least a ninety-two percent chance of success, yes.

[Connor says this without a hint of irony. It's true, after all.

He steps into Sidon's hands, steadying himself on his arms before straightening up completely. He's ready!]

[rerevale]

[ His grin spreads wide when Maya says that last bit; he winks at her, both hands pulled up in perfect peace signs. ]

You think so? [ and, as if he's talking to a studio audience: ] Did you hear that, everyone? Momo-chan got a vote of confidence!

[ A laugh, and he puts his hands back at his sides. ]

Thanks to you, I got my courage back! I owe you one.

[usedlick]

Right. I've been unable to connect to any networks since the moment we arrived. [No wifi, no LTE, no satellites, nothing.]

If I can't, it's no surprise your cellphone can't, either. [Not to brag, or anything, but he is a way more advanced piece of technology than that thing.]

At this point it's more imperative that we get out of the well.

[scooptimistic]

Pretty sure you managed that on your own, but sure! You're welcome!

If you've got a journalist backing you, you're already well on your way to nonstop victory.

[ no one says that, Maya. ]

✧ walks in several days late with an intro log post and two memes

[overlayed]

1✧ if at first you don't succeed...

[ Ever helpful Ghost Quartz has spotted you down the well! They were patrolling the area after they got out and situated, so it was pretty easy to hear you down there. They came prepared!

Sort of. They had tied a not-so-great rope to the end of their scythe to extend the length some. It wasn't the best D.I.Y. escape plan, but hopefully it's enough. They're dropping the rope-half in without nary a word, though. Does your muse take it? ]

2✧ havin' fun isn't hard, when you've got a library card!

[ ...Is something Ghost Quartz would like to say, if they knew where the library was. Cairngorm The little one had mentioned Bluo had a library offhandedly, and such a familiar place was naturally where Ghost gravitated towards. However...

Well, they weren't sure if they were even in Bluo right now. Maybe they were... or maybe not. They figure there's no harm in asking you, though. ]

Hello. [ Hope them suddenly walking up behind you and tapping your shoulder doesn't scare you! ] I'm sorry to bother you, but... [ There's a sigh, like they're embarrassed. ] The little one was remiss to give me directions... Is the library near here?

3✧ i'll just warn you now. i don't know how to use a computer.

[ Once they've finally found their way to the library, you might notice that Ghost has been carrying something this whole time... A laptop. It seems they've mistaken it for a very big, very thin book and are trying to find a way to fit it into one of the bookshelves. It's not going so well- it's clear they're off-balance from the way they sway on their tiptoes. Maybe someone would like to advise them before things go awry? ]

4✧ wildcard

[ It's a choose your own adventure! If you need some info on Gems as a species, look no further than this info page! Contact me @ preshtagonist if you have any questions, want to plot, or just chat a little! Also note that my permissions list is right here, so please read it first! Especially if you're interested in Houseki no Kuni and want to avoid spoilers.

edit: some links may still need to be updated, sorry about that ; ]

[rerevale]

[ That sounds vaguely ominous, Maya?! ]

—You think? Sometimes the paparazzi can be kinda harsh, you know...

...Are you a journalist?!

[regrede]

Perfect.

[ sierra won’t make her do it now, since there’s not much for her to write with out here anyway, but she does decide to briskly usher kisa along to the house with a gentle hand at her back. ]

Let’s get inside, shall we?

[scooptimistic]

You're looking at one of the editors for a popular teen magazine that--

... Probably no one's heard of here.

But I'm a very honorable journalist, so I promise I'm not about to go digging up any dirt unless you're part of a world-ending cult!!

[ Her life. ]

[regrede]

I’m making progress. You can think of me as a vampire hunter. I’d say it’s more accurate in some ways.

[ as if she’d never been troubled at all, she smiles. so she had to kill two of her once-closest companions recently… it happens. ]

[stripedown]

[ Yes, new mom. Guess she won't be writing her name in her own blood.

-- Which is to say, Kisa is amiably trundling along, aided by that gentle push, into the cottage.

Only to bring one sleeve up to muffle a sneeze because damn is it dusty in here. ]

[rerevale]

[ A blink, a stare, and—

—he laughs, with his hands up in mock-surrender. ]

I've definitely never been in a cult, no way! Are there a lot of those?! [ He laughs again, because surely... those don't really exist, right... ha ha... ] I do love teen magazines, though. [ he's been on the covers of most of them, incidentally. ]

[swordfucker]

...Thanks.

[There's the world's smallest smile, if Yuu catches it quick enough, when he bumps him like that. He pushes right back, a little harder than Yuu. By now, though, they're in the kitchen, and his steps slow to a stop, anyway. He leans back against the counter, grabbing a few strawberries from a basket on the counter to hold in his hand. He was just hungry, okay. He never stops to have real meals.]

So, is there anything confusing you that no one has gone over yet?