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awash mods ([personal profile] awashmods) wrote in [community profile] awashlogs2018-09-08 07:00 pm

Event Ten.





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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[personal profile] purrsuasively 2018-09-16 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
[He's used to humans doing The Most at every available opportunity; the fact that this one is so calm does him credit, but Mogget still gives him a haughty look as he settles across his shoulders.]

There is a difference, boy, between thrashing and climbing. [He's just sayin'.] But if you are offering to take me somewhere dryer, and if you can, then by all means... do as you will.

[He'll just, you know, chill where he is. A wet cat stretching over the back of your neck must feel absolutely awful, but Mogget doesn't care the slightest bit. He's ready to go!]
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[personal profile] umbraportation 2018-09-17 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ To be perfectly honest, ending up in the bottom of a well isn't the strangest thing that's ever happened to him. Since the liquid is clearly water or something non-lethal, Nico isn't worried about getting out. He much prefers this to ending up hundreds of feet above a volcano without a parachute. ]

Looked pretty similar to me, cat. [ If Mogget is going to call him 'boy', then Nico will return the favor. ] All right, hang on then because it'd be a shame if you fell off mid-jump.

[ The feeling of wet fur against his neck isn't all that unfamiliar considering the type of coat he tends to wear but waits for Mogget to settle in. Even sink his claws in if necessary. Nico will give the cat a moment to adjust if need be.

Then it appears as if they melt into the darkness of the well and there's nothing but endless black all around - even trying to see each other is impossible though being able to feel the kid's shoulders will tell the cat that he isn't alone. It's deathly cold, perhaps even more so with Mogget being soaked and there's a series of strange but undefinable noises all around them.

As suddenly as it begins, it ends and Nico steps out of the dark shadow of a tree near the well. Seeing as how it was a short trip with a small passenger, the shadow-travel doesn't drain Nico a whole lot. ]


There you go. Out of the well to somewhere drier.