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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Comments

[truthdefiler]

That's not going to work, you know.

[Objectively hilarious that she's trying though.]

[collisionheart]

[ guh. ]

You're probably right...

[truthdefiler]

Run me through your thinking, though. I'm curious.

[collisionheart]

[ Guh. She’s going to be mocked by the fake detective, isn’t she… Amy sits back on her legs and looks at her pile of cans in dismay. ]

Well… they said we need a corpse to grow things… but who knows how fresh it really needs to be, so… uh, maybe it’s up for interpretation…?

[truthdefiler]

Are you... under the impression that there's human flesh in the cans?

[She's already mocking, sorry.]

[collisionheart]

No! I-It says it's chicken!

[ bibi save her. save her bibi. ]

[truthdefiler]

So you think an entity that's asking for a human sacrifice would be satisfied by a proportional amount of processed chicken meat. Am I understanding your thinking here?

[collisionheart]

[ some detective erika is, taking the kidnappers at their word. ]

Yeah.

[truthdefiler]

[She absolutely doesn't but the specifics of what she doubts is very different.

In a Japanese accent, Erika suddenly switches to English in a way that sounds smooth and normal from her perspective but is pretty bizarre from anyone else's.]

(Amaaaazing)

[Then back to Japanese.]

Human sacrifices to bring about a bountiful harvest originate from various pagan religious, but particularly the practices surrounding the Norse faith.

It's less about the blood and more about the act of murdering someone to satisfy a higher being. You can't substitute things like it's a recipe from a poorly made cookbook. And that's buying into the plants grown through murder premise already, which is already a questionable choice...

[collisionheart]

[ If Erika’s not going to help her, she could just say that in a lot less words and leave her alone. ]

I didn’t realize you knew so much.

[ Amy puts all her weight into pulling out the next weed. It comes out when a sudden crumbling of dirt, and she sits back hard on her calves from the force of her own intertidal. Into the weed pile it goes. ]

Um, what’s your plan, then?

[ please don’t say murder. ]

[truthdefiler]

Find another way to escape that doesn't rely on the good will of our captors, ideally. Be they Makima-senpai and Adela-san or whatever higher power they claim holds power over us.

[She will detective her way to finding a way to kill God.]

[collisionheart]

[ ......................................so no plan. ]

Like what?

[truthdefiler]

Like killing them.

[She shrugs.]

The specifics of it beyond that wouldn't make any sense to you.

[You have to have an extremely high IQ to understand Rick & Morty, etc etc.]

[collisionheart]

[ Wouldn't that still be relying on them, in a way. Amy goes back to weeding. If Erika keeps hanging around, that's on her. ]