dec event overflow.

[crescentviewmods]

prologue

You awake to find yourself in a bed that creaks with your every movement, motes of dust flitting about the sparsely lit room. Whether you wake alone or with another by your side, you exit the worn-down building to find yourself on an old, abandoned farm. It isn’t long before a familiar voice lilts in your ears, carried to you on the breeze—

“Hurry over to the town square. Chop chop!”

Whether you go willingly or find your feet inexplicably compelled to trudge into town makes no difference. Once you arrive, you find yourself surrounded by a small ocean of new faces— some confused, some angered, and others quite chipper. At the center of the crowd is a bright-eyed woman with an otherworldly allure, her white hair tied up neatly in a bun, pamphlets and assorted papers tucked in her grasp.

“Welcome to Crescentview, farmers!”

Spreading her arms out wide — as much as she can without her papers blowing away — she eagerly regales the crowd with some fun facts about the island and the town while also reminding everyone of one very important fact:

“Remember, you’ve been brought here to tend the earth, fall in love, and begin your new lives together. You’re not leaving until you do. It will be quite the experience for you, I’m sure.”

Complain, grouse, or rejoice if you like, but don’t expect the Goddess to budge. Oh, right, there’s that too: she, the Harvest Goddess, is the one presiding over this land. Don’t get on my bad side, she gently warns as she stuffs pamphlets into the hands of Crescentview’s aspiring farmers.

spring breeze

While you’re here, you may as well check out the pamphlet the Goddess insistently pressed into your hands. Within it, you’ll find a handy infographic on each of your neighbors detailing their likes, dislikes, and... ideal dates? Even the Goddess’ profile is there. How invasive! Each farmer’s picture is hand-drawn by crayon into simple stick figures with the only difference being how the hair looks on top of their heads… if it can be called hair with the mess of crayons, that is. Every single stick figure is smiling. In front of each personalized pamphlet, there’s a stick figure on the cover with the same style as the photo. It’s definitely yours with how the hair color seamlessly matches yours. For the ones who have multicolor hair, you might notice the goddess seems a little more huffy with you.

The pamphlet also includes a map of Crescentview and lists the services available in town. There aren’t many on this small, remote island. Learning how to fend for yourself seems like the best course of action. Finally, a hand-printed bingo card has been made up for each new island resident. The Goddess must have spent quite a bit of time making these...

The Goddess gives her new questionably loyal followers a chance to mingle and mix before speaking up with another announcement. A small group of haggard-looking fairies appear at her feet, and clapping her hands, a notice board springs into existence. When the fairies fail to react, she gives one a nudge with her foot, prompting them all to burst into the world’s smallest round of applause. It’s a little... pathetic.

“Ta-da! Behold: the task board. Every season, I’ll give you new tasks to complete, and in exchange, you’ll be richly blessed by me, the Harvest Goddess. Spring is the season of new beginnings, so let’s take a look at what we’ve got cooking, hm?”

task board

The task board is located in Town Square and changes from season to season. In real time, a season is one month long. The following tasks are available from December 1st to January 1st and more tasks may be added mid-month.

Certain rewards are only available through event participation, so please keep this in mind when planning your threads. Multiple tasks may be completed within a single thread, but when turning in, please link to the individual tags in which each task was completed.

Finally, rewards are per character, not per farm, so those with housemates may want to coordinate with one another with regard to what animals you’re bringing home to your farm.

1. Greet your neighbors. For every person you meet, you will be given a random bag of spring seeds. Potato, cabbage, turnip, strawberry, and cucumber seeds are available at this time. Alternatively, random mushroom spores are also available. These include morel, matsutake, and common white mushroom spores. This task can be completed a total of 10 times for rewards. Please specify how much of each you would like when submitting your threads, i.e. “I’d like 5 random spring seed bags and 5 random mushroom bags, please!”

2. Exchange names. Start learning some names and faces: you’ll be seeing a lot of these folks! For each name you learn, you’ll earn a random bag of spring flower seeds. Daffodil, tulip, forget-me-not, primrose, and hyacinth are available this season. This task can be completed a total of 10 times for rewards, and yes, you can cheat the system and introduce yourself to someone you already know, but the Goddess won’t like it.

3. Check out your new farm. Take a look around and settle in! After a bit of wandering, you’ll notice a small cat or dog following you around and looking up at you with them big ol’ eyes. Looks like it wants to stay with you, but will you adopt it? This task can be completed once.

4. Till your field and begin planting. Find the beat up farming tools in your beat up house and begin beating your farmland into submission. Plant some seeds and be rewarded by the Goddess with a single chicken or rabbit to keep in your coop. This task can be completed once.

5. Visit another farm. Pay one of your neighbors a visit to receive a stationary set blessed by the Goddess herself. There are no cell phones or Internet on the island, so get used to sending all your “LOL”s and “XDDDD”s by hand. This task can be completed once.

6. Make a new friend. Isn’t friendship wonderful? For each person you proclaim to be your friend, you will receive two random gacha items. This task can be completed 3 times.

7. Pray to the Goddess. Whether you do so grudgingly or willingly doesn’t matter much to her so long as you’re doing it! Clasp your hands together and bow your head or throw an offering into her pond— she’ll hear you either way. Praying to the Goddess will net you a barn animal of your choosing: a cow, sheep, alpaca, or goat. This task may be completed once.

Caution: throwing certain items into her pond may have consequences. Choose your offerings wisely.

mod notes

⬥ Welcome to the game's opening and our first event!
⬥ A second event post will go up in mid-Dec.
⬥ Please plot over at the Dec Plotting Post.
⬥ As a reminder, please keep all plotting on the OOC post as not everyone has Discord or Plurk.
⬥ Please submit your completed tasks at the top-level below.
⬥ Have fun!

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Comments

[feralheart]

She's pretty sensitive about some things. ...And she has good hearing.

[ Sure, he was complaining earlier about the state of the house. But those were objective facts she had to have noticed. Maybe she was the type to feel really strongly about her weird movie taste, he doesn't know.

He rubs his ribs a little wryly at the memory. ]

[pyronic]

[Mira's forward-thinking approach is refreshing, of course. Only time will tell if he can count on them, but he's willing to gamble when there's relatively little on the table. Diluc nods.]

Naturally. I have no intention of talking to her at present, but if my reconnaissance manages to turn anything up, I'll let you know. In the meantime... what do you intend to do about your card?

[The bingo card, he means. Seeing as Mira is of a similar mindset to himself, it doesn't hurt to see if they are looking to make quick work of their bingo card. Diluc is all but dying to know what wish the Goddess might grant him upon its completion.]

[catarou]

[ Oh, that's nice to see. Gentaro smiles and holds his pinky out. ]

Shall we make a promise, then?

[framestory]

[ Ellis shows absolutely no hesitation when he links his pinky with Gentaro's. One thing he might notice is that Ellis isn't really all that warm. He's more lukewarm. ]

[pyronic]

[...Well, doesn't that sound familiar? Let him hazard a guess:]

So he's a layabout.

[In so many words.]

[irresponsibly]

[ Oh, wow. He scarfed that down real fast, and she actually does wonder if he's got brain freeze? So while she goes back to the stand, she looks up at him curiously. ]

Does your head hurt or anything? You ate that pretty quickly.

[ Which is also good, because it just means he really liked it! ]

[edamamepon]

You got it. He doesn't even know the meaning of ho--hard work.

I guess he might accidentally check off some of these, at least.

[ Makoto waves his bingo card around in a little huff before he sighs and his hand drops. ]

Sounds like you know the feeling.

/opens arms

[edamamepon]

Mmph!

[ Makoto does indeed get whacked, and it's more of a surprise than it actually hurting. But all of his notes and plant research drop, some fluttering past her.

Don't worry, he's not actually bleeding. ]

[blankpoint]

Thanks. I'll do the same, then.

[ It's nice to have something close to an ally here. They're still not totally sure they can trust anyone here, but at the very least, it's a start. They'll still be on their guard just in case, but they can't deny that Diluc's convincing.

... Ah, right. Mira withdraws their card and holds it out for Diluc to see. ]

If we have any at all that match, I'm not too picky.

[pyronic]

[ho work........................ He's sure Laurent knows the meaning of that, but anyway,]

Unfortunately, I do. I'm stuck living with a man who is capable in theory but entirely useless in practice. I expect I'll be stuck doing the bulk of the farmwork.

[While Kaeya goes around hoing himself out for housing upgrades, as it goes.]

Though I'm sorry to hear you can relate to my plight. How unfortunate for both of us.

[blankpoint]

[ At that, they laugh quietly, but there's something a little more to it. It's a sharpness, something building up behind that brief sound. ]

I was just making sure. It would be a shame if we cut this short, wouldn't it?

[ And they mean that, genuinely. It's been such a long, long time since a fight made their blood run hotter and heart pound faster. Mira rolls their shoulders back, then rushes forward. At the last moment, they shift and move swiftly to his side, then ram their shoulder into his right side. ]

[blankpoint]

[ Oh... well. Mira isn't at all the type to enjoy someone's discomfort when they don't deserve it, so...

They look at the bartender. ]

I'll have one too.

[ The bartender gives them a Look, but Mira doesn't at all budge or give an indication that they're anything but serious. Once they get their nightmare of a drink, they also down it in one.

It tastes absolutely terrible. They have so many regrets, and they can't keep it off their face. ]

[blankpoint]

R-right.

[ Is he single? If so, why? ]

I, uh... You can choose what to cook. I'm not picky.

[edamamepon]

[ Hey, he doesn't need everyone knowing the only person that knows him from back home is that shady, okay. Ho work might get farm upgrades, unlike dishonest work. ]

Me too, he'll probably just whine about his stupid complexion or something. But you know what? I'm going to show him.

They can't stop us from being as successful as we want around here. We can do whatever we want.

[ Makoto keeps going, itching for a cigarette but stubbornly ignoring it. ]

But seriously, does the goddess hate us or something?

[ Under his breath, realizing where he is just in time to glance around like he expects her to jump out of nowhere. He is a little scared of her, honestly... ]

[blankpoint]

[ Don't worry about it, Ellis, it's Fine. It's weirdly easy--not by much, but still--to relax around him. Maybe it's the way he doesn't mind touching them, or how he swings their hands... ]

Anything look good to you?

[framestory]

[ Ellis plucks out an ice cream sandwich, because he's never seen this before. What is this? How do you eat it?? He turns to Mira, waving the ice cream sandwich around. ]

[blankpoint]

[ Flora is in heaven. She purrs even louder and kneads at the ground, ears twitching happily. ]

Mira. Nice to meet you, Souji. [ They look around, gesturing to the farm. ] I'm not the only one kind of bewildered by this, right?

[associative]

[ He taps Ellis on the shoulder.

If that doesn't work, Gaku will attempt to lift him by the chin again. ]

Hey. Don't worry about it.

[sluice]

If you say so.

[ Maybe they can go to a place where the only noise that can be heard is the sound of ocean's waves. The notion's so romantic. Trailing behind He Xuan, he's not as quick to set-up, very leisurely with nabbing one of the brushes and working out how to prop up the easel.

One of his sisters used to paint by the sea, and he's thinking of her— how she must be doing now— as he's uncapping the acrylics and peeling off the lid, pouring colors on the palette until they run together. It'll be a bad portrait of He Xuan. Childe's earnest with his efforts all the same, glancing every so often at him for reference.

Predictably, the portrait comes out badly. Aside from its complexion, the painting hardly resembles He Xuan. Rather than a real artistic endeavor, it's more akin to some scribbly mess. But Childe's stretching in success regardless, after twenty minutes of diligently poring over his terrible masterpiece. ]

How'd it go on your end?

[sluice]

What else, but the squares? I've already done a few. I can attest that it works.

[ even if i haven't marked down any of them yet as of this tag..... living life on the edge......... ]

Seeing is believing, right? So let's do one together.

[associative]

Why'd you wait so long? Afraid some of us would bite?

[ It'd be weird to wait so long, but... maybe it makes sense too. It's hard to say. ]

[sluice]

[ ok but when will you fight him ]

Your favorite meal, then? Everyone has something they prefer.

[framestory]

[ When lifted by the chin, the redness spreads across his entire face. Stop? Let him be embarrassed in peace!! ]

Kaspar Blumlund | tinchel

[bluminescence]

[ there's a lot more leg room over here, so-- ]

[sluice]

It would. I've been craving a real challenge, you know.

[ Maybe that could be them.

This go-around, Tartaglia takes the full brunt of the blow, all so he can insinuate himself closer, faster than terror or conscious thought. Back into the fray he goes, pushing up against that friction, one crude fist taking a stilted trajectory for Mira's jaw. If he doesn't manage to land it, he'll drive closer to the edge of self-control, so wanting in his attentiveness that Mira can probably feel how deep this wickedness in him runs— like delight's synonymous with torture or something, daring hours of bodily pain for a never-ending adrenaline rush. ]