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!

Comments

[usedlick]

[This is all very good information to have, even if he doesn't make any logical sense. An entirely monochrome world? Colors coming back through missions? Is this some sort of video game?

But it lines up with the information he's gleaned so far, so he can't exactly refute it. He nods.]

I do not eat, but thank you for the warning, anyway. [If he needs to, he can pass it on to other humans/beings that have to eat.] Does the missing color affect anything else?

[parodeity]

[ A SHRUG.... ] I'm not really sure, honestly. Plants without color seem to grow normal and shit, and like...I guess water looks weird? And tastes weird if it isn't from certain places, so.

[usedlick]

So it effects the water, but doesn't stop plants from growing. [That's good to know. It might only be safe to drink the colored water, though, for humans.]

This is all very good information, thank you. And what did you say your name was?

[parodeity]

Dave Strider. I'm in the red district, in the purple house with a bunch of ivy on, if you ever need me. Or I'm hex code E00707 on the network.

[ he figures a robot will be able to remember that. ]

[usedlick]

[He certainly will! In fact he thinks hexadecimals are a great way to categorize everyone, but maybe he shouldn't say that.]

Dave Strider, E00707. I'll remember.

I'm Connor. I don't know my hex code designation yet, but once I do I'll let you know.

[parodeity]

You should feel drawn to like...a specific district. When you find a laptop that works for you, it'll have your code on it.

[ helpful! if vague. ]

[usedlick]

[Extremely vague?? But it does give him his next objective.

> Find the laptop.]

This seems like an inefficient system, but alright. I'll go look for it. Thank you.

[parodeity]

No problemo, my dude. Feel free to send me a message if you have any more questions or just wanna chat. I'm up at weird hours.

[usedlick]

You should really go to bed at a good time and get a solid eight hours of sleep. It's especially important for someone your age.

[Not to lecture Dave but... okay, yes, he's lecturing.]

[parodeity]

I get enough sleep??? [ probably false tbh ]

[usedlick]

You said you were up at weird hours.

[Suspicious!]

[parodeity]

Well...yes. But that's only by the society-approved standards of "normal" hours. I shouldn't have to be oppressed by totalitarian sleep schedules?

[usedlick]

[Totalitarian... sleep schedules?

Connor hasn't had much experience with teenage humans, but he's starting to wonder if they're all a bit like this.]

Regardless, it's still good to keep a regular sleep schedule. Your brain executes a lot of necessary functions while you sleep.

[parodeity]

That makes it sound like my brain is some separate entity that just wants the kids to go the fuck outside to play so it can finish up the housework.

[ he kind of likes the mental image, to be honest, because it's completely stupid. ]

[usedlick]

An interesting mental image. [It is completely stupid, though.] I guess it is... something like that, though. If you want to be imaginative about it.

[parodeity]

I'm very good with metaphors. [ HE'S NOT ]

[usedlick]

I... see.

[Doubt at 98%.]

You'd probably be even better, if you had regular sleep.

[parodeity]

You sound like my mom. [ ... ] If I had a mom. So my hypothetical mom, who I do not actually have?

[usedlick]

Well if you did have one I'm sure she would agree with me. [Is that insensitive to say to someone who just said they don't have a mom? Connor has no idea. The most he knows about familial bonds is that the death of Hank's son has made him a raging alcoholic.]

[parodeity]

Are you in the mom coalition?? [ what is a mom coalition ]

[usedlick]

I'm sorry, the what?

[parodeity]

Like, the PTA. The society of concerned parents for children. The prototypical soccer mom.

[usedlick]

[Okay, that actually does make sense to him.]

I'm not a parent, and I'm not built as a woman, so I would say no.

[He's just an annoying busybody.]

[parodeity]

But you seem concerned about my sleep habits?

[usedlick]

It's simply in my programming to care about the well being of humans.