crescentview | dec event overflow.

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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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[Stop! Stop!! The answer is yes and Diluc really doesn't want to admit it. He huffs, as if that'd possibly dissuade Makoto.]

In the past, perhaps, but my priorities have shifted. There may come a time when I need to settle down and marry to carry on my family name, but that isn't of much concern to me right now.

[ Losing a loved one hurts, no matter how much time passes, so Trahearne only gives a slight nod in reply to the thanks.

But when Diluc sends the same sentiment back to him, Trahearne glances up, flashes him a small smile, then returns his gaze to study the board. ]

Thank you. That's high praise.

[ He thinks for a moment. ]

I admit, it may have come in handy by the time I had to make strategic calls as a commanding officer. [ He pushes another piece forward. ] But at least a mistake on the board does not cost actual lives.

[ dramatic bitches ]

[ Makoto feels suddenly like he's been talking to some prince this whole time or something. And that their similarities have come to an end.

To him, the idea of marrying Laurent never crossed his mind.
And the thought now is just laughable, while Diluc is so serious again. ]

Well, okay. But, why not just carry on the family name with your partner then?

Hmmm... I guess it couldn't hurt, could it? Maybe there are some neighboring islands she'd be willing to let us explore.

[More resources is always good to revitalize their own island, right?]

Edited 2023-01-12 18:12 (UTC)

[ Ellis nods quickly, but then he gets dizzy and falls on his back. Oh... so dizzy... help. ]

[As a commanding officer... Oh Trahearne, he sure hopes whatever group your a part of back home is better organized than the Knights of Favonius. Did you know Diluc doesn't like the knights??????]

That's a fine point. I wasn't aware you were someone of great import, Trahearne.

[Which is Diluc's vaguely rude way of saying 'tell me more'.]

[Diluc is nobility, so close enough. Even so, he's never considered himself to be of higher standing than the common man, but the way he was raised is evident enough in the way he speaks and carries himself.]

My partner...? Are you referring to the man I'm living with?

[Well, Makoto? Are you?]

[ jeez diluc... ]

That's all right. I doubt it's obvious.

[ It's not like he's wearing a uniform or a badge or anything. ]

I am both first of my people, and leader of the Pact--a military organization dedicated to thwarting my world's greatest existential threat: the Elder Dragons.

[ So they're not like the police. Or a paltry little knight organization. They actually don't care if it's not dragon related (and received a bit of backlash for that). Actually-- ]

But I consider myself a scholar rather than a fighter. In fact, it was my scholarly pursuits that led me to take up my position of marshal. Since this is supposed to be an exchange of hobbies, I'd be delighted to tell you a little bit about my research.

[ Laurent is dangerous when he's bored. He can't sit still -- Dorothy instilled a need for movement in him. The parts of her that got absorbed into him - nearly haunting his being - demanded forward momentum and excitement. Things were laid to rest but he couldn't untangle her from him. He couldn't go back to being the more conscientious man he was before he met her. ]

I haven't been responsible for anything before. It might be interesting if it bears fruit.

[ Then his mouth tightens and he pauses, staring at Makoto silently for a moment. Oh, he is aiming low, isn't he? He can't help but see it as a rib. Like Makoto continued to see his pain as a target after all he'd done. Maybe he deserved it, but it still jerks something under his ribs.

But he smiles easily before long and looks down at the weeds he's continuing to unearth. ]

I think you know very well that I'm done with that sort of thing, but have at it if you plan to go into things heart open.

Well, yeah. You said you'd considered him in the past, right? Maybe the Goddess in her infinite wisdom suspects you'd be happy marrying him too.

[ Yes, he just genuinely returned those words back at him. But he doesn't imitate Diluc or anything. ]

[Diluc's begun to pluck black pieces off the board, setting them to the side as his war trophies.]

It sounds like you've devoted yourself to a worthwhile cause, at least. That's a relief.

[Not like the police or a paltry little knight organization. Corruption can seep into any organization no matter how large or well organized, however, a fact Diluc keeps in mind as they shift topics.]

Go ahead. I'm curious to know what your research entails.

[Ah, hm, yeah. He's rethinking his assessment of Edamura right about now, visibly annoyed. It's just unfortunate that Edamura is completely right.]

You're awfully obnoxious, aren't you? Perhaps I should feel bad for whatever person you end up marrying.

[ Diluc is good at this game. If anything, it inspires Trahearne to get more practice and ask for more matches!! They can be chess buddies. Maybe. If only he hadn't slept with Kaeya, huh?

There was a lot of corruption, but of the dragon kind. Oops.

Trahearne flashes Diluc a little smile as he pushes another of his pieces forward. ]

Gladly.

[ And as the game progresses, Trahearne gives a very succinct, well-worded, and enthusiastic summary of his research, and his personal history with the topic. He spent most of his life pursuing a destiny everyone thought impossible--he was meant to cleanse a land corrupted by the undead Elder Dragon. He goes into detail about the dragon, its minions, how difficult it was to find a way to purify the kingdom of Orr, and how it led to him becoming Pact Marshal... Enjoy his life story. I'm not making you suffer through another 20 comments, Milky.

Syrlya features, of course.

He plays the game okay, in part because he's distracted talking, but it becomes clear at some point that Diluc is much better than him. It's not a problem, though. He's still enjoying the game. ]

[ Makoto blinks in surprise, hands coming up a little defensively. Maybe later he'll realize he hit a nerve of truth, but for now it is damage control and bristling at being called obnoxious. ]

Hey, I wasn't trying to offend you, you know. Marry whoever you want, I don't care.

[ He stops himself with a sigh, a dissmissive wave, and moves on-- ]

How about we forget it? Want to swap a square or something?

Can't you appreciate the simple things for once? The harder you work, the better it'll feel later.

[ Makoto sounds so sure of himself as he works, voice impacted by his physical exertions; a huff here or mumbled Japanese there. He does, however, give Laurent a serious look for his eventual response to the last part. He even pauses his work. ]

And I think you know very well that your heart decides that, not you.

[ As if Makoto has any experience with love. He does a good job sounding like it, as if anyone had been able to navigate his trust issues and keep his interest, or trust him enough in turn. Love. It's a complicated thing, something he's idealized yet never experienced romantically, wahile his life was altered radically by the love of those around him. His mom loved his dad, Laurent loved Dorothy, and who did Makoto have at the end? In the wake of love? No one.

And the look in his suddenly serious, tired eyes are too expressive, briefly, about his illusions of that ever changing. Optimism, a small match in the darkness, seems eternal, but unlikely to grow without kindling. And Makoto isn't getting his hopes up any time soon. He fans the match himself, stubbornly, when it takes over his expression and lifts his chin-- ]

Maybe I will. [ Makoto turns back to work, mumbling the rest in Japanese: ] At least I still can.

I work plenty hard. Or do you think I made it this far coasting around? You should know after this many years, shouldn't you?

[ Maybe his work isn't always... actively apparent, but he puts a lot of effort in when no one's looking, ok! Surely, he thinks, Makoto sees that. He almost sulks about it.

He snorts at that, pausing for a moment and touching his collar bone when he feels Makoto isn't working. It is gone, after years and years, but he doesn't feel like his heart has been opened by its absence. He can't imagine what would happen to someone he did let in. Nothing good had come to anyone who loved him before... why risk it now? ]

Knock yourself out. You haven't lost your sense of adventure, I'm sure. What's love but an adventure? It should make every day exciting.

This kinda work is different, and you know it. Besides, that's not what I mean. Farming is all about creating something with your own hands, like your work makes life possible. Instead of taking from the top all the time, you're giving something back for once.

[ Makoto counters, not confirming or denying he knows how much efffort Laurent put into anything. But the attitude says he remembers learning that lesson and isn't about to thank him for the privilege. ]

Yeah, yeah, I don't need any advice from you. There aren't many girls around here anyway.

[ Give him a second, because it's a thing the gender disparity on the island made him consider only recently. ]

Well, I guess two guys can get married here too.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not knocking farming, but I can't say this is anything I've ever wanted to do. I grew up in a restaurant, not a corn field. Tell me, is this the type of work you were looking forward to doing during your soul searching? I doubt it.

[ 'Grew Up', he supposes, being a loose use of the word given he was gone from there by 8 or 9, but all the same.

Laurent shrugs. Perhaps the goddess just liked watching guys struggle with their feelings. He knows a few women who would get some joy out of that. ]

I suppose our host is more forward thinking than we might have guessed.

[OH NO ELLIS, HONEY... Sylvando probably yells that verbatim, actually. He quickly dives to help him up.]

You really weren't kidding about your alcohol intolerance... But you did a good job with the bingo task in spite of that, I mean it!

[Goodness, what to do...]

I'm worried about trying to get you home in such a state... [Honestly, he could probably carry Ellis home, but the rural area is a biiit of a hike.] Would you be more comfortable resting here for a bit first?

[Sure man. Diluc wouldn't mind another chess buddy once he, you know, gets over himself. Divorce your stamen from his chosen whore's ass and he'll consider mending bridges.

But also? Thank you for sparing me. Diluc is all about that life story however, listening with rapt attention. Trahearne is a good and respectable man when he's not dicking Kaeya down, Diluc thinks.]

You've lived quite the life, and an admirable one at that.

[...Said as he advances towards victory. Trahearne is holding his own rather well for someone with much less experience, and that effort is what will have Diluc asking him for more chess games in the future.............. once he gets over himself.]

That said, you're awfully humble for a man who has lived such a storied life. You're a rare breed.

[Say no more, Makoto. Seriously, he'll thank you to not say anything more, taking his card from his pocket and handing it to Makoto.]

Take your pick... within reason. I prefer a fair exchange, so I'll take your card as well, please.

[ Trahearne glances up with a wry little look at that comment. ]

If I had time to worry about myself, then that meant I was neglecting one thing or another. It's hard to be selfish when the collective lives of thousands of others were always more important.

[ Considering his fate...yeah. ]

...And now it's time to farm.

[ Silly how small that sounds in comparison.

He looks at the board; a hand hovers over a piece, wondering if he should move it--if he can make any moves at all. And eventually, he decides no. He drops his hand, sits back in his chair, and looks up with a refreshed smile. ]

I think you have me beat. Excellent game, Diluc.

[ Makoto's friendly smile returns at the success of distaction. And he easily offers up his bingo card. It's been modified with little pieces of paper affixed to pointedly hide his smut squares. Not that it's hard to lift up and peek if Diluc is curious.

He's don't nothing on his square at this point in time. ]

Here you go. Oh, ours are pretty different, huh?

[ Ellis is too dizzy and actually ends up falling asleep because being drunk makes him extremely sleepy.

But he'll be good and return to his own home after he wakes up!! ]

[ That much, he knew. But he finds it just as hard to imagine Laurent as a kid as he does now. He scraps the idea for now, caught up in the huff he answers Laurent's question with.

Of course it wasn't, not really. Laurent had made sure he didn't get to live out his soul searching. Then again, he knows Laurent isn't wrong.

Makoto's stomach speaks up before he can, declaring his hunger for the field that is already starting to take shape. Pointedly, he keeps working as he changes the subject-- ]

Want to get started on that pasta? I'll finish up here.

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