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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Comments

[theotherww]

[Walter nods in confirmation.]

A good party trick, maybe, but that's all it was if you ask me.

[pimpplan]

Really? All this, and it's still just magic tricks to you?

[ river in Egypt, etc etc. ]

[truthdefiler]

Magic isn't real.

[She's a witch.]

[theotherww]

I'm hardly going to attribute something that still has several possibilities for a scientific explanation as simple "magic". I'm not a fool.

[moonblades]

Really? It looked similar, though not exact, to how we draw our weapons where I come from, so it wasn't all that odd to me.

... Rather, that's exactly why it was odd. [Because Mio obviously cannot call forth her Blade, the same as anyone else here who has found their abilities, magic or otherwise, to have been restricted.]

[revengier]

It isn't dissimilar to how I conjure my weapon either.

[liberazoth]

The same goes for me.

[theotherww]

What? How does that work, some advanced sheathing technology?

[moonblades]

[Well... Mio pauses a little; formulating an explanation for someone unfamiliar with her world is getting easier, but there are so many things she once accepted as commonplace.] It's something like that, but our Blades are bound to us. We can call them into our hands when we need them.

[theotherww]

And I'm guessing you don't have the device to do so now. Otherwise you'd be able to threaten those women easier.

[moonblades]

Basically. I can't access any equipment or do anything that relied on it now. I still have my own physical ability, but you could say that Blades are innate to us, too, and it's just missing.

[There are a lot of things, the more Mio thinks about it, that were taken for granted as natural fact on Aionios. The way the world - the way life - worked was accepted by them all so easily.]