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

[associative]

I know I will. Even experiencing just one from your group is enough, if you ask me.

[framestory]

I don't know what your relationship is now, but it's obvious that he is or was important to you.

[ He's not buying this. He's seen kid Kaeya. ]

[pyronic]

[He's no expert masseur, as he warned them, but Diluc knows what tense shoulders feel like. He would know, seeing as he carries tension like it's his civic duty.

Diluc begins, and his hands are surprisingly strong for someone with such a deceptively slender frame. He digs right into those knots and works them loose like he intends to exterminate them, which... yeah, bad habit, perhaps. He loosens up for a moment to peer over Mira's shoulder.]

Am I hurting you? I can ease up if you like.

[pyronic]

[He can only hope Makoto isn't the type of man who says he'll do the thing and then finds himself incapable of doing the thing once it's time to, you know, do it. Best of luck kicking out Laurent or making him work, Makoto. Diluc will be eager to hear how that went later.]

Indeed. If my "housemate" doesn't contribute at least as much as I do, I have no intention of letting him linger about and mooch. I have no issue disposing of those who insist on being useless.

[And he sounds like he means it too. Oof, Diwuc is mean!]

[pyronic]

[never, we're in it for the long haul now]

Very well. Please pardon any messes my roommate might have left behind.

[After ringing up the chess board and promising to pay for it in tomatoes or some shit later down the line, Diluc heads off in the direction of home. Fun fact: the mess he's referring to is Kaeya himself, but Trahearne can discover that all on his own.]

We've made reasonable progress on updating our farm, at the least. If you require any assistance on yours, do let me know. I'm not unfamiliar with manual labor.

[bluminescence]

[ Kaspar looks over again. Interesting. He can't remember a time anyone said that about him without having seen him fight or forced him to bleed. It flushes his ears. He wants to counter that vampires are far more interesting, or that Noé is too even beyond that. Instead, he succeeds in not crying.

To the question of war, Kaspar's smile almost flattens as he nods, slowly, but it hangs on for dear life. His tone is still light, an undercurrent of something deeper. He is only talking about blood. And he would rather not speak of war at all right now. Now Noé knows, and is the only one that needs to. ]

... would you still like to try some?

[archivists]

[ Noé catches a glimpse of that blush and it's nearly impossible not to smile fondly, his own cheeks feeling much warmer than before. The change in the smile is also noticeable and the undertones don't escape the vampire, even if he can't quite recognize

... Yes. [ His voice is much softer than usual, but he at least tries to look directly at Kas while giving his response. ] I mostly used it for investigations before or it was accidental, but... it's also a way to get to know someone better. And I want that.

[bluminescence]

[ Kaspar can feel him looking, but it's the softness that eventually calls Kaspar's gaze back to Noé's. It slows his pace, though they aren't that far from Kaspar's farm anyway.

There are many responses that a responsible person might give to that admission. But Kaspar, perhaps a bit selfishly caught up in the whiplash of war and finality and the gut twisting possibilities of being understood on that level without words, slightly breathless despite the delay and the smile-- ]

... I'd like that.

[chevaliered]

[ well, he hasn’t seen much to suggest otherwise… ]

Like I said. Even the divine get bored eventually. I guess we’ll see who lasts longest.

[bluminescence]

...

Are you also familiar, with other types of music?

[calla]

Oh, can you not in this world?

[ It's an innocent-enough question! He's not doubting her abilities or anything like that. :) ]

[calla]

Of course. In fact, I've noticed that there's a tavern in this town. Perhaps you'd like to join me for a drink right now?

[ i'm counting it as a question ok, along with kaeya's own question so we're at 12 questions now!! ]

[calla]

[ Kaeya is still going to deny! Deny deny deny! so it's okay if we end this thread early due to kaeya being a Baby ]

Perhaps, but that still doesn't mean that I can or cannot stop him from doing what he pleases. Whether I'm worried or not won't change anything.

[blankpoint]

[ The thing about being sturdier than most humans is that they can take a hell of a beating. This is no exception, but they still react embarrassingly. They hold their breath, stiffen for a couple of seconds, then release and relax about as much as they can.

When they'd agreed to this, they hadn't thought they would act like they've never been touched. Diluc's touch is close enough to their neck that they know they've turned pink. Especially when he peers over to check in. ]

No, uh... you're doing fine. Don't worry about me. I can handle it.

noé gacha edition

[tarotcards]

( from here )

Sadly, you can't gacha here, but you can always try to gacha in your heart. Just imagine what it's like to occasionally lose a part of yourself in name of your favourite character.

[ noe shouldn't talk to souji again ]

[esurientabyss]

[ To be quite frank, no one usually holds sparring matches with Calamities, for what are obvious reasons — they are dangerous creatures, who rival the strength of even gods who have passed their own Heavenly Calamity to ascend in the first place. If one can, they would evade a direct fight, and He Xuan rarely has anyone traverse to his lair. As such, one would assume He Xuan doesn't see much face to face battle, but that isn't quite true either.

Due to over hundreds of years in being dragged along to missions, well. Martial arts skill has been cultivated decent enough, enough that even in the long, black robes he's wearing, he easily dodges around each strike once more, like a slippery fish flopping around and slipping irritatingly through a desperate fisherman's hands. It does not reach him. ]

Everything? Even if gods dare stand in your path?

[ ...Yet, this isn't the domain of Black Water Island, nor is it Nether Water mansion. Childe isn't an enemy who is chained up either.

The spear makes its first mark tonight ironically in that piercing motion. But He Xuan never stated it would end when first blood has been spilt. And despite the fact it goes through the ghost king's shoulder, he doesn't cry out in pain, though it's something he certainly registers. Instead, he raises one hand to daringly grip onto the summoned spear, tugging on it with a inhumanly powerful motion, the intention being to further bridge the gap between them...so he can try to knee the other man, hard as he can, in the stomach. ]

[pactmarshal]

[ Will he ever find out they're roommates? ] I appreciate the offer--I wouldn't want to impose on you, but if we ever need an extra hand, I'll be sure to let you know.

[ He smiles at Diluc. ] I'm impressed, though. You've been hard at work. [ Some of these squares he isn't even sure how to tackle... ] Where is it you live?

[esurientabyss]

[ Yeah, He Xuan doesn't care about that person, absolutely!! He feels negative nothings about this individual who is no longer a thorn in his side.

Though, he supposes it isn't surprising that such an impression has already been gleaned, he stares at the other man purposefully anyways before speaking up again. ]

It's what made being around him so irritating.

[ Anyway, at the question, he scoffs. ]

...No. Why would I?

[ Says the liar. ]

[associative]

Yeah, but I've mostly studied pop and rock music. Do you have certain music you like?

[pyronic]

[Ah. This is baby's first massage, so he doesn't know what to make of those pink cheeks. It is... normal for someone to flush like that when they're getting a massage? In that case, he might reconsider letting Mira return the favor.]

...Pardon me, but you don't seem alright. If you need a breather, say so.

[bluminescence]

Opera.

[ He answers too fast, but with subdued confidence. ]

[associative]

Opera? You know, I haven't listened to a lot of that, but I know it takes real talent.

[ Unfortunately, his dad thinks they make no money, so Gaku never studied it in full. ]

[blankpoint]

[ They're going to die. Honestly, just bury them six feet under. It doesn't help that Diluc is very easy on the eyes, too. Mira takes a deep breath, looking away so he can't see their shame. ]

No, it's-- [ How do they put this delicately? They have no idea. ] ... I've been alone for a long time. I'm not used to any kind of... physical contact that doesn't involve a fight.

[pyronic]

[Possibly! Kaeya's cape is hanging in the doorway, so that'll be Trahearne's first tipoff. Their home is still rather modest compared to what Diluc is used to, but he nods, heading towards the rural neighborhood where they live.]

There's no sense in living beneath our means. Besides, I would hardly call this working hard, outside of the more unsavory options on this card.

[but maybe he'd have a mansion if he were willing to stick his flower dick in kaeya, who knows]

[pyronic]

[Ah... so that's it, presumably. That can't be all, but it's enough that Diluc won't press them for more. Not every lie is malicious.]

What an unfortunate commonality we share. To be frank, I don't know that I'll be able to handle your touch any more easily than you're handling mine. It's easy to forget what another person's touch feels like after a time.