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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[bluminescence]

[ Kaspar is used to misunderstanding, unsurprising especially with the divine. But he listens quietly anyway.

He nods, looking away with a soft hum before trying again, just as sincerely. ]

Near my... [ He glances back to her, though he doesn't look nervous it is still a brief pause before he goes on-- ]

... There's a spot. When the sun is [ Kaspar gestures faintly to the current position of the sun, finding it blindly. But then he has to look up for a moment, to confirm his estimate before his hand shifts to point to the position the sun should be in... in around an hour. ] here-- it breaks in the clouds of leaves. Shines. [ He gestures vaguely like a spotlight, voice openly fond. ] There are wildflowers, there, too.

And it would be a pleasant spot for fresh, warm pancakes. I believe.

[harvestashya]

Is that so?

[ The goddess seems to consider it. She likes the nature for obvious reasons, and what Kaspar describes sounds very peaceful. ]

If you decide on a time, I will be there then.

[bluminescence]

...

[ Kaspar nods, taking that as his cue to rise. His hands slide behind his back, and his smile finds her again. It easier to deliver her due respect calmly, he also finds, as if the knowledge she can do so much only makes him more comfortable in her presence. He'd been forced to display for so many that didn't deserve it that it's almost refreshing. ]

... two hours?

[ Which will give him time to walk back and whip up the best pancakes he can after using and modifying the recipe so much over the past week. ]

[harvestashya]

Then two hours, it is. I will meet you there, dear.

[ She smiles as if to say that Kaspar is dismissed and free to go! She'll definitely show up at the promised place. ]

[bluminescence]

[ Then here he is, in roughly that time emerging from the woods. He walked quite fast, face just a little flush from the exertion. The area isn't quite a clearing, though a naturally fallen tree creates a natural break from the branches. For some time, the sun is clear to sweep past the long row of wild flowers growing up and between the trunks. The crooked tree casts a deeper shadow over some of the petals by this time of day, lightly glowing in the deeper crevices. The whole scene creates a balance, light and dark.

Kaspar looks toward it as he takes a few sideways steps before setting one of the kitchen chairs from his farm for her. He's put a little labor into making it sturdier and nicer looking, though it could still use a finish. He'll bend over to hold the plate out for her, content to play table out in the woods while she tries his three favorite pancake recipes. It's only a modified taste, one that he tries to add depth to with whisked egg whites and lots of testing with whatever they find around town or the forest. One was made with grated lemon zest, the next a brown sugar and cinnamon, with the bottom far more distinctive with dark flecks in the batter -- flavored with sweet edible lavender and freshly ground coffee. He should've asked what she likes but he didn't think that far ahead and these are the only ones he has so far. ]

Each one is, different.

[ He'll say, offering her the syrup that he'd luckily fit into his coat pocket, and watching her expression until he gets distracted by the sight too. ]

[harvestashya]

[ The Harvest Goddess will always appreciate the beauty of nature, so she's very pleased about this without being so grandeur. She seems very pleased about there being different kinds, and thanks Kaspar for the syrup before spreading that with a plastic knife before cutting it neatly and eating. ]

Oh. Oh my.

[ She has a hand to her mouth and looks surprised after eating the pancake with the grated lemon zest. ]

What a unique flavor to pastry batter...!

[bluminescence]

[ After a moment of silence, allowing her a beat to have a complete taste of it, he ventures to inquire her thoughts. Her expression didn't seem to be the harsh and prickling surprise of disgust. At least, he doesn't believe it was. There is a thread of hopefulness that filters into his tone, reserved and even, when he asks-- ]

... Do you, like it?

[harvestashya]

[ The goddess seems to be thinking seriously, because she thinks this warrants it. ]

This sort of pancake would go very well with bergamot orange tea. The flavors would complement each other quite nicely.

[ Something very similar to earl grey. ]

As for itself, the first bite is great. However, the tea would be necessary for further bites.

[ She says that, but she's still eating it anyway lmao ]

[bluminescence]

[ Kaspar nods, biting his tongue past the criticism. It is an well practiced thing, to keep the hurt out of his expression or tone. He won't know it's validity until he tries it after all. So she may very well be correct.

He says nothing about her continuing to eat it, since he suspects she might cease if he does. So he remains quiet at her side. All he has for tea is whatever came with the farm or can be found at the grocery store, but he airily offers after a few moments delayed-- ]

... Would you like tea, after this?

[harvestashya]

Yes. I would like that.

[ The goddess finishes the pancake with the grated lemon zest! She moves onto the next one, which has brown sugar and cinnamon in it. She has several small bites, and decides that all of them could go well with tea, but of different kinds. She's not the kind of person that would just stuff a stack of pancakes into her mouth with nothing from the side.

She finishes eating it anyway. ]

[bluminescence]

[ Kaspar nods again, already thinking through the tea options and going quiet as he lets her finish one pancake and begin on the next. It is somewhat peaceful, he thinks, watching her and letting his gaze drift off into the wildflowers again. This is a choice. But being forced to stand quietly so often is something he is so used to that it is just as natural for his imagination to wander into the trees while he remains the picture of calm.

He'd meant to tell her the last one is his favorite flavor, a balance of subtle sweet and complex bitterness. Because in truth, she is the first person he has made it for besides himself. ]

[harvestashya]

The brown sugar with cinnamon... it's very good. The balance between cinnamon and sugar is perfect and neither side is overwhelming the other. The syrup adds to the sweetness, but it's not disruptive.

[ So, she thinks it's good. She takes a bite out of the last pancake and it's definitely not what she expected, so she looks surprised. ]

Ah, this flavor...!

[ Lavender and freshly ground coffee. It's a mix that the goddess actually seems to be fascinated with even more than the previous two. ]

This is the perfect breakfast food. I simply must have it again.

[bluminescence]

[ Kaspar is happiest at her reaction to the final pancake, flushing a little despite himself. It probably won't be ebbing any until she finishes.

Predictably delayed, smile directed down at the grass while sounding calm as ever-- ]

Well. I can, make it again, when you'd like.

[harvestashya]

Yes, I must eat this again. Whenever you make a batch, I would like one as well. Feel free to drop them into the pond. They will not be soggy.

[ She seems pretty excited about this. ]

Why don't you open a shop?

[bluminescence]

[ That was almost an order. It's less anger than sudden pressure, ideally only a brief freeze, but this for something he enjoys doing for once. It only makes his flush worse, though his tone is genuinely agreeable. ]

.. Alright.

[ And he plans to. He can see it now. Every few days from here on out, paired with tea. Maybe he'll prepare the tea in a pot, swaddling it to keep it hot. On those days, he plans to enjoy a cup too, whether she shows up or not.

She might notice a marked increase in quality after they produce their own coffee. ]