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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[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. ]

i!

[passio]

[ dextera does not usually make himself part of the rescue mission in the well. he’s just not good at it, after all—he has no powers of flight, no nothing, but people have wised up to the tricks of the town, and so there are at least a few methods of escape as long as the person inside has a friend to help.

with everyone else clearing out, though, assuming a job well done… whoops! ]

…?

[ dextera peeks into the well, but he honestly can’t see anything down there. his head, however, is probably silhouetted against the light. ]

Re: i!

[thinshadowed]

[ Thank goodness, he's not too late. Having to spend the night in the well, knee-deep in dubious liquids, would probably not be good for the boy's health. ]

> "Um, is someone there?"

[ Ari's voice normally doesn't carry well (ha), but he's fortunate that the confined space helps direct the sound toward the top. ]

[passio]

[ it’s not a voice dextera recognizes, but it’s unfortunate he can’t sign anything down in response to that question. it’s an important one. ]

…

[ without another option, dextera just tries dropping one of the old ropes down to the bottom. hopefully it doesn’t break! ]

ii

[troubadamsel]

[Maribelle lets out a little shriek as she falls, rather ungracefully. She scrambles to sit up... where did that boy come from?!]

... Is sitting in the middle of nowhere common for you?

Re: ii

[thinshadowed]

[ Being tripped over hurts, but what's worse is the near heart attack he just received. His poor heart won't stop racing in his chest. ]

> "I-I'm sorry!"

[ The flustered boy scrambles as well, albeit wincing a little as he does so, to get up and offer the indignant lady a hand in shameful apology.

He mumbles a weak explanation: that he was just trying to air out his socks and shoes and didn't think anyone would come this way. ]

[troubadamsel]

[She "hmps" a bit, taking his hand as she gets up... but it does allow her to get a better look at him, and his wet clothes.]

Did you just come from the well?

ii.

[messianic]

[The one godsend of being a silent protag is that Minato is pretty used to noticing the people who are really just super forgettable. He gets you, Ari. Which is why he comes to a halt just before tripping over him, blinking.

Ah.]

Hey... do you want to borrow these?

[Minato's got a pair of socks!! It's a weird thing to carry around, until you realize that people always arrive via the well and always get out waterlogged. Sadly he's already given away his last towel, but hey.

A pair of socks is nothing to sniff at.]

At least until yours are more dry.

Re: ii.

[thinshadowed]

[ Ari probably doesn't deserve this cosmic kindness. Bless you, Minato.

Ari definitely still jolts, caught off-guard by the sudden voice, but the boy has been spared some misfortune this day by the observant protagonist. ]

> "Oh... thank you."

[ Although his eyes are wide and his heart is racing for the scare, ultimately the boy offers Minato a sheepish smile as he accepts the unexpected gift.

The socks are... hm. The tap dancing skeletons remind him of someone from back home—James, his master's butler who also happens to be an animated skeleton himself. Probably not tap dancing though. Probably.

Ari pulls them on his feet, grateful to his generous savior. ]

> "It was wet down there."

[messianic]

[You make do with what the town gives you, it's fine... Minato's actually fond of the dancing skeleton socks, but you wouldn't know it by looking at his face.]

Yeah, wells tend to be pretty wet. They wouldn't be very useful if they weren't. [That... is he joking... is he serious...]

It's not a great way to arrive somewhere, but at least you don't have to go down there again if you don't want to.

I.

[good_ideas]

[Thankfully for Ari, whatever Shiho says about any work being too much work, she’s still dropping by the well periodically. She hears him and she’s even prepared to help him.]

Are you sure you didn’t mean “Lassie, get help”?

[Or so she says, even with the lack of dogs around as she’s shooting her gun at a nearby tree, nanowire coming out and wrapping tight around the trunk. Still, she doesn’t know who’s down there so she gives a hard tug to make sure it’s firmly in place and not likely to break.]

Re: I.

[thinshadowed]

[ What's a Lassie?

Probably not the question he should be asking, considering he's lucky anyone dropped at at all, but confusion briefly overtakes his relief. ]

> "Um, is someone up there?"

[ It sounds like it, but hopefully they're here to help and not just heckle him for being stuck in a well. ]

Re: I.

[good_ideas]

Of course! [She’s not going to even think about pretending to be a ghost in case ghosts actually show up.]

We’re not going to just leave if there’s still someone here. [One last tug and she pulls the gun towards the lip of the well.] I’m coming down so try to move as far over to the side as possible.

iii

[stripedown]

[ It's rare for Kisa to approach someone, especially someone she doesn't know, especially when she's still incredibly new here. But she'd been unable to say anything when she'd been with him in the well. And she hadn't seen him since, but sooner or later, when she catches sight of him, she's slowly making her way towards him.

And silently offering him a towel. Just in case any part of him is still wet. ]

Re: iii

[thinshadowed]

[ Ari isn't used to being approached first, but it's nice. Even more welcome is the object she's currently offering to him. ]

> "Thank you."

[ Ari accepts the towel gratefully. His pants are still wet from the knee-down, and he'd rather kneel and try to blot them dry with the towel than take them off.

Shoes are one thing, but he draws the line at pants. ]

> "Are you new here too?"

[stripedown]

[ She nods, carefully. There seem to be a lot of "new" people, but she doesn't know why. And if she's here, why is it only her? Why not Yuki, or Hatsuharu, or Momiji?

She... doesn't like being alone. ]

ii

[promissum]

[Valvatorez usually has something or other to occupy his thoughts. A way back to the Netherworld, to his comrades, to his friends. There doesn't seem to be any easy way back- unfortunate.

The well was where they came from, but it didn't have any leads back home.

So he trips over Ari without noticing he's there.]

Lad, what are you doing in the middle of the street?

Re: ii

[thinshadowed]

[ Ari doubts he can squeeze all of the water from his socks, but maybe if he really twists them—

He's distracted from his hopeless quest when a vampire trips right over him.

The boy yelps, surprised, his alarm soon turning into flustered dismay when he realizes the other person might be hurt. Fortunately, they seem to be fine? ]

> "Oh, um. Drying off?"

[ This town is so strange and run down that he didn't realize it was a street he was sitting in the middle of, exactly. ]

[promissum]

[As a demon, he's sturdy. As a high level demon, just tripping over a human isn't going to do much more than inconvenience his day.]

You should move out of the way before more people trip over you.

... Fires are usually best for the drying off business.

iii

[smaaaaaash]

[Well, it had been a long day, but after some nonsense just as he found his assigned home, All Might finally parts way with his student and returns to the house. He feels physically and mentally drained, not to mention daunted by the task set out in front of him. How can he help everyone return to their homes? Without a clear enemy, it's something beyond his reach...

But there will be time for brooding about that later. He finds his laptop and takes a seat the dusty old table, getting his assigned colour -- #FFFF00 -- and clicking through to see just how far the internet extends here.]

It's just a forum...? What's the point?

[As he's muttering to himself, the fact his house might be inhabited by someone else completely escapes his notice. In fact, he won't immediately notice if Ari is in the same room as him.]

Re: iii

[thinshadowed]

[ It's been a strange day for Ari as well. He woke up at the bottom of a well, was tripped over at least once by someone who didn't even notice he was there, and now...

He did eventually follow the directions of the letter he found tucked neatly within his vest. The letter leads him to the Flavo district, and even though the gray and colorless scenery is strange, Ari feels slightly more at home here than he did elsewhere in Town. It's closer to what he's used to, back home. ]

> "Is this...?"

[ Ari checks the letter again, just to be sure, but he thinks he's come across the right house. It's with only mild trepidation that he heads inside, soon relieved to find no ghosts or monsters waiting for him. The cottage is dusty, clearly in disrepair, but he's seen worse.

He finds his laptop—and another, although he leaves it be—and wonders what sort of ancient technology this could possibly be. It seems more complicated than the voice recorder, after all.

After a little trial and error, Ari figures out that the device connects to some sort of... record of peoples' conversations. It reminds him of a book, only instead of paper, the words show up on this device's screen. He may not realize the significance yet, but his laptop is tied to the color #FFEE00.

Ari closes his laptop, tucking it under his arm. He's decided to explore the rest of the house he's apparently going to be living in from now on, but before he can take even one step, the front door suddenly opens. Ari freezes.

What happens next he's not even sure how to describe, but he can only stare with widened eyes as the scene plays out. Once the man leaves out a window in the back, Ari isn't at all sure if he should breathe a sigh of relief. Is he... gone? Will he becoming back? There is second strange device on the table, after all.

The answer to both of those questions is yes, it turns out. Ari puts his plans to explore the house on hold, instead hovering uncertainly in the front room in case of the man's return, and sure enough the door does eventually open again.

This time, he comes in like he belongs here, sitting down at the table and claiming the second device. As the man mutters to himself, Ari hesitantly tries to speak up. ]

> "Um... hello...?"

[smaaaaaash]

[The sudden timid voice behind him startles All Might enough that he coughs up blood and lets out a strangled yell--]

--Who's there?!

[He turns around, noticing the boy who looks like he's been standing there the whole time watching. Which definitely isn't creepy at all. Coughing and wiping blood from his mouth, he laughs sheepishly.]

A-ah, hello there, young man... I don't remember leaving the door open...?

[He's trying to ask in the nicest way possible: where did you come from and why the hell are you in my house???]

i

[windeity]

[As one of the only people in the town who can fly on his own, John tries to take part in rescue missions when he can. He's heard about the new batch of arrivals and he makes his way toward the well. As he's watching several new people find their way out, he suddenly hears someone calling from the bottom of the well and he leans forward to look down.]

Still stuck? Wait just a second! [And into the well he goes! Just. Kind of floating his way down, don't mind him.]

Re: i

[thinshadowed]

[ Perhaps he was lucky and the well helped the sound of his voice carry farther than it would have normally. Whatever the case, Ari is grateful for the rescue and John's arrival is a welcome one. ]

> "Sorry for the trouble."

[ He smiles sheepishly. ]

[windeity]

It's no trouble, dude. All of us ended up in the same situation when we first got here but some people had a harder time getting out of here than others. [He hovers above the water a bit as he gives Ari a once-over.]

Are you afraid of heights at all?