dec event.

[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

[unsync]

[ Oh. His expression falters. ]

I... well, I guess -- it's just a feeling I had.

My brother was the kind of person with a really big sense of justice. He couldn't let a crime pass by, without anybody to stop it, you know?

[winebar]

[STOP SAYING THESE THINGS THAT VAN ZIEKS ALSO THINKS- THOUGHT? He doesn't know what to think any more. All the things he knew of are still true, aren't they? All the good things Klint did still stand. His principle still stand, if somewhat adulterated. In fact, it turned out what Ryuki just said was even truer of him than van Zieks had known.]

... I do. I do not think I can be the same man he was, however.
[For several reasons.]

[unsync]

[ STOP I GUESS WE'RE POINTING AT EACH OTHER IN OUR MUTUALLY SEMI-BLIND CANONS ABOUT BROTHERS. ]

...No, I don't think I can, either.

[ Honestly, that's the consequence of taking up somebody else's dream as your own. And he's failed, so, so very badly. ]

But I couldn't just do nothing and move on. I don't even remember what I wanted to do before, and I don't know what else I'd want to do. I can't just sit around doing nothing -- like a stopped watch...

[winebar]

Mm. That does sound difficult. I suppose this is where we differ. Klint was ten years older than me. As long as I can remember, he was already on the path towards being a prosecutor, and I never wanted to do anything else, for the same reasons he chose to take that path. I simply also... had the additional motivation of following him.

[In any case.]

I suppose you'll now have an opportunity to consider that question, with how we're stuck here.

[unsync]

[ Klint... don't ask me about Ryuki's brother's name because I don't have an answer. ]

Mine was... my twin. We only had each other.

[ ...If he had a follow-up to that, he kind of forgets it with van Zieks's unfortunate addition -- about how he certainly can consider it. ]

I can't.

[winebar]

[THEY DIDN'T EVEN GIVE HIS DEAD BROTHER A NAME??? Anyway Yikes, losing a twin has to be a different flavor of really fucking hard to deal with. Van Zieks can't even imagine. But lets move away from brother talk.]

And why is that?

[unsync]

Me?

Not a detective?

[ In the tone of voice like it's absolutely unbelievable. ]

What's the point... if I'm not a detective?

[winebar]

[Ah there it is, the mental illness.]

The... point? The point of what?

[unsync]

[ You haven't seen shit yet, eggplant boy. ]

...Anything. I worked so hard to be one, there isn't anything else if I'm not. I'd rather live on the damn streets than quit...

[ He does not seem like he's going to budge on this, at all. ]

[winebar]

[Hm. Well, far be it from van Zieks to question this behavior.]

Well. Perhaps some hobbies, then.

[unsync]

Uh...

[ Hobbies........... ]

I don't... have any.

[ He's back to being normal just like that. ]

Oh, but there's a kid I know who's really good at robotics. It's really impressive... I wish I had that kind of talent.

[winebar]

Yes, I had already intuited that you did not. I am saying you could use our time here to develop one. It's good to have something else to occupy your mental faculties besides your work.

[Even VAN ZIEKS knows that and he is not at all the picture of mental health.]

[unsync]

[ He looks at van Zieks unimpressed, in the manner of 'if it was that easy, I would have a hobby'. ]

Actually, I've come up with one. My hobby is drinking.

[winebar]

[HE'S NOT SAYING IT'S EASY BUT WE'RE GONNA BE HERE FOR A WHILE AND YOU HAVE NOTHING TO DETECT HERE, DETECTIVE.]

That's not a hobby.
[BOLD WORDS FROM BAROK "WINEBAR" VAN ZIEKS.]

[unsync]

Yes it is. A hobby is defined as an activity unrelated to my occupation that's done for pleasure or relaxation.

[ YEAH, YOU WINO. ]

[winebar]

[IT'S A HOBBY FOR HIM BECAUSE HE ALSO CURATES AND ORGANIZES HIS COLLECTION ALONG WITH OVERSEEING OTHER PARTS OF THE PROCESS TO HAVE HIS OWN BESPOKE VINTAGE.]

But are you drinking for the enjoyment or are you drinking to escape?

[unsync]

[ Oh, he flinches hard at that. ]

Enjoyment, of course...

[ But his eyes wander, a little bit of panic creeping in. No, he won't think about it. Eyes snapping back to van Zieks. ]

I got into whiskey.

[winebar]

[WON'T THINK ABOUT WHAT!!! Anyway van Zieks seems to think of this as an acceptable answer.]

I see. I can't say I'm particularly experienced in whiskeys, though my father was partial to a well aged Scotch.

[Finally he doesn't have any criticisms for Ryuki???]

[unsync]

[ :thonk: ]

Scotch is a good choice...

[ Somewhat mumbled, but hey, he's curious and wants a topic change anyway. ]

Do you have any hobbies?

[winebar]

[Oh no. He has to word this very carefully.]

... Wine curation. And before you move to call me a hypocrite, it is exactly because of this hobby that I knew it necessary to clarify yours.

[unsync]

[ Ryuki knows the difference, though he isn't a curator himself and hasn't been interested in being one, so he doesn't know the whole process of it. Hell, if anything, it's Date's fault he drinks to start with.

That being said, does not stop Tama from yelling "Hypocrite!!" in his head anyway. He frowns mildly at that, not at Ziekers. ]

I'm not surprised, somehow. You look like you'd have a wine cellar.

[winebar]

I do. I also keep several barrels of my particularly preferred vintages in my office.

[Definitely not alcoholic behavior.]

... It's important to give your mind something else to focus on.