WEEK ONE

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WEEK ONE

26 Villagers

After the news from the town hall, Puffin Town might not seem as tranquil as before—if it ever did. But the sun dawns, and the rooster crows on a new week, that seems peaceful enough, for now. There's farming to be done for those who don't want to subsist off the vast canned food selection at Joja Mart, or you could take up your hand fishing or even venturing into the mines.

If you want to lay around on the grass taking count of the shapes in the clouds no one will stop you, an eager duck might even stop by to give you a pillow; but the cost of the harvest looms overhead, even if you choose not to see it.

And so too does: confetti? Monday, at precisely noon, everyone will find themselves showered with confetti from seemingly nowhere. The culprit largely seems to be the ducks, but if you're somewhere closed off like bathroom, there's no obvious instigator in sight. Though if you squint real hard, you might see the wisps of something? It's hard to see through all the colorful paper, though. Regardless, you'll soon find yourself accosted by a duck with a flyer, printed and worn:

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Festival!

The Colors You Want to See Festival!
Do you find the walls of your cottage drab? Do you want to add a special touch to make your home YOURS? Stop by the general store this week and pick up some art supplies to decorate your life! NOTE: Puffin town does not take responsibility for any damage incurred during the decorating process. Participation will be rewarded with an item from the community stockpile! Please see the event organizer in the community center to submit your polaroid photograph of your entry. (Polaroids are available at the general store.)

Maybe calling it a festival is a stretch, but it's certainly a group activity nonetheless. And hey, there's even prizes! The duck, ever eager, presses another paper into your hand, though this one is handwritten, in a cursive elegant hand.

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Gift Giving

Someone told me that receiving a gift is a reward in itself. But if you share with others, you deserve something tangible, don't you? Try it, you might be surprised at what you receive.

(( OOC: Murder proposals are due by Tuesday at 4 PM EST / 1 PM PST, for the current week's murder, but feel free to submit for later weeks if you like!))

MONDAY • TUESDAY • WEDNESDAY • THURSDAY

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WEDNESDAY

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[sorathvau]

[Wednesday morning rolls around and Beelzebub is up bright and early, inspecting the general store once again. This time he's trying out each of the tools in his hands, going from pickaxe to shovel and spade and giving them a hearty downward swing, as if testing them out for something.

He's also eyeing up the jars and chicken wire. Normal interests.

Before it's any reason to cause alarm, he disappears into the mines for essentially the rest of the day. He's armed with a shovel and a torchlamp. He seemingly doesn't react when a slime launches itself at him from the walls, but with a quick flourish of the shovel he sends it flying.

Ah - look, here's someone to help.]

Catch it.

[If it doesn't hit you first.]

mines mines mines

[revelate]

[Catch what? The slime?!

Good thing Noah has sharp reflexes, raising his pickaxe to jab the poor thing in its gooey face and put it out of its misery. Confusion turns quickly to mild exasperation, his eyes on Beelzebub.]

What was that for? You could've hurt someone.

[sorathvau]

Not seriously.

[Its fine. It worked out fine!

…Well, sort of.]

I said to catch it, not kill it.

[revelate]

It would've kept bounding around here and causing problems had I not. You weren't thinking of keeping it as a pet, were you?

mines

[pimpplan]

[ He deftly avoids the hurled slime, his sword sliding out from its scabbard in one continuous movement as he dodges.]

Hey, watch the face! You could've hit me!

[sorathvau]

I didn’t.

[See? It’s fine, Zelos.

Still, Beelzebub doesn’t look that happy. But when does he ever.]

You didn’t catch it.

[pimpplan]

[ no it's not!!!!!!!! ]

Are you kidding me? You know these are monsters, right?

[ These things are basically a joke, of course, but like. C'mon, man!!! ]

[aurevoirx2]

[ At the Corpse Flower Cabin, Sora's making progress on his wall, there's a horse-y white shape with some shading already there and other blobs of shape here and there. He feels like he hasn't made much progress, so he tries to buckle down.

But eventually, he'll need a break though. So he'll relax by going to pet some cute animals at the doggie daycare. Of course, he takes his makeshift sketchbook, though, in case they're being so cute he can't help but draw them. Which, of course, inevitably does happen. He'll give them to anyone who comes by though, if they like them.

For even more fresh hair, he visits the beach to poke at seashells and things that have washed up on shore. He stares at the cliffs and thinks about those somber paintings with cliff faces that seem to reach up miles and miles. Outloud he muses: ] Maybe it's more like a Monet....

doggie daycare

[driftedaway]

[ It shouldn't come as a surprise to anyone that one of Keito's favorite places is the doggie daycare, so of course he stops over when he gets the chance. As usual, some of the little dachshunds try to trip him as he walks, but he still pets them anyway with a grin.

Once he notices Sora though, he'll stop the petting for a moment to wave. ]

Hey, Otonashi! Are you here to draw the dogs?

[ One of the dachshunds then proceeds to lightly tackle him for the crime of stopping. This is fine. ]

[aurevoirx2]

[ He laughs at the image of this giant being tackled by such a tiny thing. ] You want one?

[driftedaway]

[ Yeah, he's absolutely losing to the tinies. ]

I think I already have one!

[ Or multiple because now the other dachshund is getting in on the action, forcing him to regroup so he can start calming them down more with pets. ]

[driftedaway]

1. ghost orchid farm (with a bit of general store)

[ After Keito finishes his now daily farming tasks, he runs over to the general store to grab a frankly absurd amount of stuff: most noticeably a few scarecrows, blankets, and a lot of paint. Through the power of other general store merchandise (and probably multiple trips), he eventually manages to bring this haul all the way back to the Ghost Orchid farm. And he sure doesn't waste any time, placing two of the scarecrows as decoration in front of the house.

The last scarecrow finds a new place around his area of the farm. Unlike the others, however, Keito's out to decorate it. Using the blankets, a sharp object, and paint, he tries his best to make comfy-looking clothes for the scarecrow.

After a while (and a few more adjustments here and there to its head), he wraps a green-dyed makeshift scarf around its necklace. ]

...It doesn't feel like it's enough?

2. town

[ Sometime after that, he can be found running around the entire town, radiating a lot of nervous energy that he's clearly trying to burn. ]

Did you need help with anything? Anything at all?

[ Something that feels like he's making headway with anything. ]

town;

[enkiboo]

[ Enkidu can be found with around town. ]

I do.

Are you any good at baking?

[driftedaway]

I wouldn't say I'm great at it, but as long as I follow a recipe, my baking tastes fine. [ Not that he does it a lot... ] Are you trying to make bread or something?

[enkiboo]

I see.

[ So maybe they should ask someone else? Well, might as well see what happens first. ]

No. It'd be a dessert. Any kind of pie, to be exact.

ghost orchids;

[liberazoth]

[ vayne is probably in the cottage with his own haul of stuff from the general store- namely... a fair amount of cloths, felts, and fabrics? and some stuffing. i hope all this stuff is in the shop but if there isn't we can pretend he took apart a pillow for this. he's all ready to do a fair amount of needlework, is what it looks like.

which is to say he probably sees keito doing his thing at the front of the house, so eventually he'll poke his head out to check on him, and. ]

Is it too small, or something...?

[ what's not enough. ]

[driftedaway]

[ He mulls over that, crossing his arms. ]

Hmm~ Maybe? I don't think he should be much taller... I guess he seemed tall back then?

[ This totally makes sense in his head. ]

[liberazoth]

Who's tall, exactly...?

[ is... the scarecrow supposed to be someone? ]

I just thought you were saying it wasn't enough because, I don't know, you didn't have enough fabric to make it more clothes or something. Did you mean something else?

MEETING

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[Early in the morning, a text message goes out to the entire village.

Good mooooorning, everyone! We'll be meeting in the salloon at 10:00 AM for a discussion held as a group about our options, our findings, and how to proceed.

Don't be late.

Even hours before the meeting, Erika can be found there still, having an intellectual discussion (with herself).]

DISCUSSION

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[Switching from Japanese to English in the way that she does whenever she wants to sound cool, Erika speaks to the gathered would-be farmers and felons.]

(Let us begin.)

[Back to Japanese...]

To start with, I wanted to get an impression of everyone's opinions on our benevolent overlords and the terms as stated by them. A lot of this game relies on us cooperating with a particularly far fetched magical ritual.

[moonblades]

Correct me if I'm wrong, but did the Alderman draw a Blade to show someone that she could at our last meeting?

[Mio can say things in a Particular Way, too, Erika. "Draw a Blade" is said with a certain emphasis makes it sounds more powerful than just describing Adela pulling a knife on them.]

If that's the case, they may have found a way to access things that we haven't, or they already had it.

RE: THE PROFILES

[liberazoth]

[ sure, let's get some discussion going--

vayne is. here. lurking around the walls somewhere, probably, after showing up when everyone else filters in. he is going to slowly raise his hand like he's in class waiting for the teacher to call on him, and once he gets at least a decent amount of the room's attention on him he's going to shrink away from all the attention for a moment before rallying and asking: ]

Um... I know some of us have probably talked about them among ourselves already, but since we're all in one place right now, I was wondering...

Does anyone else think some of the things on the plaques— for themselves, or other people— are kind of... weird? Or... not quite right?

[ resident haver of one of the two profiles with blocked out info on them, reporting. ]

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