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!))

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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. ]

[truthdefiler]

[Erika glances at Walter White berore nodding.]

I believe I know what you mean, but please elaborate.

[liberazoth]

[ bluntly: ] The blocked out information, for one.

And... the fact that they said they weren't trying to hide anything, but their plaques still look the way they do.

[ mysterious and full of secrets. ]

[truthdefiler]

Our plaques aren't much better in terms of giving out information. Most of mine is something you could guess about me based on me being a detective - namely that I'm a deeply unpleasant person with a drive to uncover secrets.

[Well, at least she's aware of it??????]

Not to say I disagree, though.

[liberazoth]

Most of ours don't look like they're obviously hiding information, though.

[ the key words here are most and obviously, because he might be oblivious to some things (rip niles), but a little more astute in others. ]

That said ... Even if it's vague, or not very specific or thorough, you still agree with all the things it says about you, right?

[truthdefiler]

I did say "most", didn't I?

[Erika smiles.]

For one, I don't have a master.

[liberazoth]

So there's things on them that some of us don't know anything about ...

[ hm.

is it just the two of them, though? either way, he's going to be distracted by musing on the point kurapika raises. ]

[driftingknight]

Sampo-san asked me if I felt like something was missing when we first met. Perhaps the unexplained things on the plaques are connected to that.

[Ha ha ha he definitely does not love this thought, but.]

[truthdefiler]

Alright, I'll be blunt. I came to this conclusion before, as White-san knows, but I will state it outloud for everyone now that it's been almost entirely confirmed.

When we arrived here, our memories were tampered with. The tampering seems to range from learned information, to specific moments that are blocked out, to entire relationships.

With just these plaques, this level of reasoning is possible for Furudo Erika. What do you think, everyone?

[theotherww]

[Walter exchanges a look with Erika as well.]

There were a lot of outliers in terms of information, yes.

I'm also interested in why it's so barebones. What's the point in giving our food preferences before anything that'd be more important?

[liberazoth]

What would you say is more important?

[theotherww]

Occupations, for one. You know more about a man with what he does for a living than how he takes his breakfast.

I'm thinking they don't fully want us to know each other. Makes bloodshed more likely if there's a bit of suspicion.

[liberazoth]

Did you want to share what it is you do then ...? [ genuine curiosity here, not a challenge. ]

Either way, they would have said more to make us look suspicious to each other, wouldn't they? If that was the point of them. [ ... ] Still, you're right it's probably easier to hurt someone if you don't know anything about them.

And even with the displays, really, most of us are still strangers to each other anyway.

[theotherww]

I was a research chemist most of my life. I've been a chemistry teacher for the past few years.

[Walter shrugs.] Sometimes what you come up with in your head is worse than the truth.

There's also the memory discrepancies Erika mentioned--someone could end up being a stranger to themself now.

[Probably part of that "living thought experiment" they're in. Oof.]

[liberazoth]

Oh, so you're a teacher, then.

[ hm. but anyway, curiosity aside, what they've been discussing- ]

Do you suppose those memory discrepancies might be enough to make someone who wouldn't normally do so... actually try to kill someone?

[theotherww]

Some of them could. Say you forget that someone who threatened your family was arrested. You'd want to go home thinking they're still at large.

There's also more extreme examples if you open up the possibility of brainwashing or them having the ability to trigger a specific memory. Have you ever read The Manchurian Candidate?

[revengier]

Do you at least have any idea what was blocked out on yours? There may be a common reason for it.

[ Or not. But it's a nice thought exercise? ]

[liberazoth]

I don't. I... don't have any idea what that might have been.

That's why I'm wondering if anyone else feels that way about anything on theirs.

[revengier]

That's a concern. Whatever it is, the spirits that conjured it up know more about you than you do.

[ A beat. ]

I'm sure you've already thought about that, though.

[liberazoth]

The spirits that, as far as we've been told, apparently want us to sacrifice someone for them.

[ like there's a couple extra steps involved, but in the end if they have to offer up fruit cultivated via sacrifice it's basically not that far removed from doing it directly.

the idea that something like that knows more about them than they do is. hm. ]

[driftedaway]

Speaking of which, has anyone been able to see something like these spirits?

I've been looking around town and climbing things I probably shouldn't have climbed, but I didn't see anything that looked like a spirit. But to be fair, I didn't go into the fog, or go too far down the mines.

[ His sense of danger isn't quite that bad. ]

Also, I'm not saying there has to be one, but whenever I hear the word sacrifice, I think of something like an altar? And I haven't seen anything like that either. Unless the twist is that the entire town is an altar...

[truthdefiler]

The implication I got was that the entire town was in fact the altar that people were being sacrificed too.

I'm not exactly sure what a "spirit" is even supposed to look like, but if their so-called magic is infused in the earth, they're probably in the mines.

[driftedaway]

Yeah, I guess that ties into how they said the method wouldn't matter.

[ How very supernatural of this place! ]

That does make the most sense. Otherwise, it'd be something like "the spirits are the ducks" and I'm not sure how to feel about that.

[liberazoth]

[ he shakes his head slowly, hesitantly, at that. ]

The only things in the mines so far seem to be more or less regular creatures— punis, creatures that look like rocks, insects and bats. They just behave like regular wildlife...

[ so a little territorial aggro, but that's normal. glancing briefly at his spelunking buddy first, he continues, ]

I think we made it a decent ways in, but ended up having to head back up after a point. They're ... pretty deep?

[rightmove]

The plaques look random.

[He shrugs.]

There's no pattern other than everyone having the same crap revealed about them. Weird, but run-of-the-mill weird compared to everything else we've got going on.