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!

Comments

[purrsuasively]

[He glances up at Dave, tail swishing low and slow. Supposedly? That reminds him of... well. It's interesting, that's all.]

Does the walker choose the path, or the path the walker?

[But then, without any further ado, he pads right over to the water's edge and peers down at the strange-looking water.]

Tell me more about these... creatures. Have you seen them?

[parodeity]

It's both. [ the walker the path and the path the walker ] And it's easier to walk the path that chose you if you let yourself choose it.

[ but he's a time player, and he has Ideas about that kind of fatalism... ]

Anyway, I didn't see the merfolk, but I did see the sirens last month. They're like...creepy fish people who kidnapped about half of us, and apparently did so in order to eat people? I'm pretty sure they didn't actually succeed in eating any of us, because someone would have spoken up by now. Even if they had, people don't really stay "dead" here, although they do come back as weird-ass sketchy blobs before they come back normal. So that's fun, by which I mean it ain't fun at all.

[purrsuasively]

[There's a lot that Mogget could say about that answer, but philosophical discussions with strange teens aren't exactly his cup of tea. He much prefers learning more about this weird and wacky place, which is why he silently bats at the water as Dave just lets it all out. It's interesting! Until, of course, Dave mentions the whole no-dying thing; then Mogget glances back his way, because this cat is, uh, sort of an expert about death and what comes with it? And this is... buck wild...]

The living cannot die in this place? You speak the truth?

[Water forgotten, he turns right the heck around to study Dave's face.]

Is no one concerned by this? You say it is no fun at all, yet the casual manner in which you speak this is... most strange.

[He should be terrified! HORRIFIED! What the fuck!]

[parodeity]

I mean, we can die. But then we come back?

[ so there's that. ]

I'm maybe more used to that kind of bullshit than I should be. Someone else who hasn't died a lot might mind more?

[ dryly said...look...homestuck is not a kind canon, mogget!! ]