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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[rerevale]

A. WELL THIS SUCKS

[ Well, this is miserable.

After spending the appropriate amount of time required for people to panic about finding themselves stuck in the bottom of a well for no discernible reason, Momo breathes. Inhale, exhale. Unfurl fingers, unlock his joints.

Okay, he tells himself. It could probably be worse.

For one, he could be alone— which he isn't, judging by the teeming mass of bodies in here— and for another, the water level could be rising, which it isn't. Small reliefs are enough to bolster him through this objectively shitty situation; he's wading through knee-high water to the nearest warm body, relaxing his expression to warm-neutral. ]

Another day, another prank show... Where do you think they're hiding the cameras?

[ Cupping his hands around his mouth, speaking conspiratorially. As if they're on network television. ]

How should we play this? Wanna play it straight?

B. HELLO, GOODBYE

[ There's nothing worse than walking around in wet sneakers, so. Here's Momo, barefoot with his sneakers in both hands, pants rolled up to his calves, the wet hem of his shirt balled up and tied at his waist. He's looking for a place to dry off and gather his bearings, but it isn't easy— he eventually just plops down somewhere, sprawled out sideways across what maybe passes for a "sunny" ledge.

When he hears nearing footsteps, he sits up and... puts his hands over his clothed chest???? lord ]

Don't look at me— I'm not decent...!!

[ An exaggeratedly bashful sideways glance, and Momo is bouncing right back to normal. ]

—But if you don't mind that I look like a mess, mind giving me a little rundown of this place? I'll make it up to you! ☆

C. WILDCARD

[ got something else in mind? want me to set something up for you in particular? drop me a note at deuil ; i'll be more than happy to write something up! ]

b

[parodeity]

Decency's overrated, anyway. [ dave doesn't seem to care, since 1) he's a dude anyway and 2) he's more interested in a different variety of person, specifically. his shades cover up any glances anyway, although he's mostly curiously verifying that he doesn't know this guy. must be a newbie. ]

We keep meanin' to put out like, brochures by the well but we haven't gotten to it yet. Welcome to Chroma, which is not anywhere in your universe. Probably?

[rerevale]

[ Definitely a newbie, judging by his general state of ignorance and his bare-boned approach to everything. Despite it, Momo looks relatively relaxed— resigned, maybe, but as good-natured about it as anyone can expect him to be.

Curling up, he puts his elbows on the crests of his knees. Rests his chin on his forearms. ]

Probably not! So the brochures seem like a good idea! [ A little grin, sincere. ] Let's pretend I just walked into your travel agency, then.

[ He sits up, mock-serious. ] Sell me on Chroma, sir! What makes this place fun and exciting? Why should I use my hard-earned miles to come here?

[usedlick]

Excuse me?

[Play it straight...? As in, acting? Connor isn't sure he'd really be any good at acting, as it usually involves some amount of pretending and lying, things he isn't generally all that good at.

More importantly:]

You think we're being filmed for our reactions?

[If that's what's going on, why would they include an android. Unless he's supposed to be making sure no one is injured? Likely, except that's not really his job.]

[rerevale]

[ God, poor Connor... sweet android child.

This is mostly a coping mechanism on Momo's part (if it looks like something bad and talks like something bad and presents itself as something bad, just make it something good instead), so Momo is running with it; it might be fake, but it might help. ]

We could be! I've been on a bunch of shows like that— you know, when people jump out from a closet after telling you that your friends got kidnapped and yell "PSYCH!"?

[ He waves his hands in the air. ]

b.

[messianic]

[Poor Momo, he's getting two totally deadpan people in a row for his joke...

Because Minato definitely blinks slowly, glances at Momo's fully clothed everything, and then very deliberately shifts his gaze away.]

Is that better?

[.......... why.]

... But also, I can definitely tell you what we know, even if that's really not much.

[rerevale]

[ IT'S FINE... HE'LL ROLL WITH THIS.

Momo blinks, tips his head, and then. Has the audacity to laugh. ]

What a gentleman...! Ooh, Momoko-chan wishes she had a boyfriend like you!

[ Voice pitched higher, hand to his heart. ]

—But, thanks! Anything you know is gonna be great— one plus zero is better than zero.

b

[scooptimistic]

[ slapping one arm over her eyes? She sure is!! ]

Sure! Any questions in particular?

[ You can put your arm down, Maya. ]

[rerevale]

[ Ah... everyone is super considerate here, apparently?! Now Momo feels bad for teasing...

So here he is, unrolling his shirt and tucking it back into his wet pants. ]

Wait, wait... I'm joking! You can look at me, I promise?!

b!!!

[osuni]

[Even for Sengoku standards of decency, Okuni doesn't seem to mind his scandalous calves... Rather, she's more interested in the sneakers that are drying off...]

Only if you let me look at your shoes!

[She's seen some people wear them, but this is like a prime opportunity to see WHAT THESE SHOES ARE mADE OF... LITERALLY... anyway think fast momo before Okuni swoops down like a gremlin and snatches them up.]

[rerevale]

[ Check out those fly-ass kicks, Okuni... they are, in fact, one of those obnoxious high-top sneakers with rainbows on the sides; the ones that are probably worth a lot more than they look.

They're made out of??? Shoe material??? Momo doesn't even know, either. They're sturdy, though, and pretty comfortable when they're not being bogged down by wellwater. ]

—Whoa?! Careful, careful...!

[ He says, as he. Sits up and almost rolls himself right off of the ledge he's sprawled out on. ]

Those smell bad...!! [ OKUNI LOVE YOURSELF ]

a

[eusford]

[ The kicker here is that Crowley's the furthest from warm, the second being that those that are within the well are heard loud and clear before they even speak up -- in his perspective there's heart beats racing with confusion and urgency, all of which are valid, but make for a mild headache.

Newbies suck. ]

Don't be so loud, you'll scare them away. [ Who? The cameramen? The producers? None of the above?

(The answer is none of the above.) ]

And if by straight you mean me chucking you out of here, then sure. Let's play it straight.

[rerevale]

[ Momo's a bit of a contradiction: his heart is hammering, but his breathing is steady. A cacophony of calm-confused, topped off with amiability curling the corner of his lips.

He blinks, scratches his chin, and turns his brows down. His palms come together. ]

Sorry, sorry. [ Voice pitched down to a whisper. ] —I don't think I'm built to fly like that, though!?

B

[troubadamsel]

[She is... not charmed. Really resisting the urge to roll her eyes, honestly.]

Well, what do you know so far? I'd hate to waste time by repeating things.

[rerevale]

[ Ah, misstep. Momo can read that half-grimace, so he settles into warm neutral; professional but amiable. ]

Well, I've gotten the general gist, so I'll try not to bother you too much with the questions! I'll just ask one: what can I do to help bring color back to this place? How quickly can I get started?

b

[ditherer]

[... humans are always so funny.]

"Not decent"...?

[either this is a joke or a culture clash, and he's not quite sure which it is.]

[rerevale]

[ Unfortunately... Momo is someone who runs with his own jokes, so here he is: extending one leg, showing off his. Ankle. ]

Completely indecent! How scandalous of me, right...?

B

[heartsteals]

[ oh boy, one of these types!! Here he was, rushing over, thinking the poor man was passed out or in need of help, but no. He raises an eyebrow. ]

It's fine. You haven't got much to cover up.

[ not INTERESTED in your flat beshirted man-chest, buddy! Lupin stays put anyways, resting a hand on one hip. ]

If you can keep your indecent wiles in check, I should be able to explain the town to you. What did you want to know?

[rerevale]

[ Not much?! Momo looks mock-distressed for a moment, arms hugging his torso while he shakes his head side to side.

But with that done, he perks back up. Easy smile, languid posture, open body language. ]

I'll try not to seduce you too much. [ A wink, and he continues. ] But I was wondering how everyone's eating? Do we take turns looking for food?

b;

[dualtone]

[ Have you ever seen someone look really, really unimpressed? Like someone promised a really fancy magic trick and instead guessed the magic card wrong? That's basically how Fushimi looks. ]

What. Do you think ankles are indecent?

[ Is he... is he just kidding? Fushimi can't tell. He's bad with normal people, much less someone like Momo, so Fushimi just settles for looking vaguely disgruntled.

He isn't just walking off, though, so he's either sticking around to help or... insult Momo. It's really 50/50. He might do both. ]

[rerevale]

[ Water off a duck's back, insults off a Momo's shoulder. Even though Fushimi is hard at work judging Momo for his attempts at moodmaking, all Momo does in return is blink, sit up, and exhale in a way that's entirely sincere. ]

—Ahaha, sorry! I got distracted by how good-looking you are. Do you model?

[ ???? ok momo

With that done: ] Anyway, you can never be sure about what counts for decency in a new place! Better to be safe than sorry.

[windeity]

[Give him a moment to look Momo up and down for a bit before there's an exaggerated widening of his eyes.]

You're right, this is totally scandalous. [There's even a show of closing his eyes? Look, sometimes you just have to play along when people are being weird.] Please don't make anything up to me, but I can probably answer whatever questions you have about this place. What have you learned so far?

[rerevale]

[ Tough crowd!! Except not really— John plays along, and Momo laughs under his breath. ]

No equivalent exchange? You don't need to be so humble, you know! [ A wink, because... he's like this all the time... RIP. ] But, okay— I've learned about the colors and the quests and how to find food, but is anyone in charge of this place? Is there a head honcho I should know about?

B!

[doublesharp]

[It's always just a little nerve-wracking when new people show up in the town — there's no telling who's going to show up, and without any real system of organization, likewise no way to figure out how many newcomers there are.

Still, after realizing that there are definitely new people here, Riku's taken to doing the only thing he can to help: bringing a couple of towels from his home and heading toward the well. That water is bone-chillingly cold, after all.

But even though the possibility to run into friends is always there, he can't say that he was expecting to suddenly stumble upon—]

Momo-san?!

[Before Momo can continue, Riku cuts him off, surprise almost laughably clear in his voice. Blinking a few times in rapid succession, he leans forward on his feet as if it'll give him a better viewpoint before bounding over almost a little too exuberantly.]

It's really you? I'm not dreaming, right?!

B

[awamori]

[Ryuu opened his mouth ready to apologize for surprising them when he recognized the voice.]

Momo-san! You're here too?

[He didn't expect to see Momo here, especially without Yuki, but he's very happy to see him! Ryuu quickly walks over to him.]

Sure! I can let you know about this place, you don't have to make it up to me it's fine! Here, we can go back to my home. I bought some towels back that you can use. When did you come?