dec mid-month event.

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mid-month event

With Crescentview’s newest citizens settling nicely, the Goddess has summoned everyone back to Town Square for another round of announcements. This time, her summons comes to you in the form of a hand-written note. If you happen to be out working in your field, one of her fairies will hand it directly to you, looking a little more sprightly than they did the first time you saw them. Otherwise, expect to find her request/demand to meet up in Town Square in your mailbox.

introducing: the memo board

The Memo Board is now available in Town Square. You may post messages here to your fellow neighbors, send out requests for assistance on the farm, or even solicit local singles for hot dates! Post whatever you like whenever you like. You can even post messages to the board anonymously if you so desire. The Memo Board is available here.

But wait, there’s more! The Goddess has given everyone a fun relationship-building exercise. How well do you know your neighbors? Can you identify them based on their writing alone?

By December 22nd - 12:00pm EST, please have your character submit an anonymous message to be posted to the Memo Board. Their message can be about anything they’d like and there is no length requirement or restrictions. After submissions have been received, characters will be given an opportunity to review everyone’s messages and guess which character wrote which memo. Answers will be revealed on December 29th - 12:00pm EST. A single correct guess will earn you a horse while each additional correct guess will net you a vegetable, flower, or mushroom spore seed bag of your choice. Good luck and have fun!

it's time to dance!

Every Spring 15th, the annual Flower Dance is held in Town Square. Villagers gather to dance with one another and celebrate the upcoming harvest and offer their prayers to the Goddess. Folks are encouraged to dance not just with those they fancy, but their fellow neighbors as a way to express gratitude and appreciation for the friendship and company they provide.

ICly, the dance takes place on Spring 15th and goes from 9am to 9pm.

task board

In addition to the tasks currently available on the Task Board, a handful of new additions have been added. You may continue to work on tasks from the previous event in addition to these new tasks, but please note that tasks may only be completed within the month they are assigned. Summer starts next month, so please have all of your tasks completed and submitted by then!

The new additions are as follows:

1. Post a notice on the Memo Board. Stick up an anonymous memo and earn a single chicken or rabbit to add to your coop. You may post as many notices as you like, but you will only redeem the reward once.

2. Correctly guess who posted a memo. Discuss these anonymous notes with one another and guess who may be the author. Between December 22nd and December 29th, submit your IC votes (link coming on the 22nd) and if you guess correctly, even just once, you will get a horse! You may guess as many times as you like, but you may only redeem this reward once.

3. Partake in the Flower Dance. Pick a partner for a round of dancing, pray to the Goddess, or just celebrate the good times! For every person that you celebrate the event with, you will receive a random bag of seeds of fruits, vegetables, flowers, or mushroom spores. This task can be completed 5 times.

4. Send a letter to your neighbor. This requires you to have acquired the stationary set from the first event, so if you haven't claimed it yet, get to it! You can post letters directly on the main community or set up an inbox in your journal to send and receive hand-written letters. For each letter that you send, you will get a random gacha item. This task can be completed 3 times.

5. Harvest your crops. On the 14th, you'd be surprised to find that all of your crops are now ready for picking - even if you've only planted them the day before. The crops look bright, flavourful, and ready to be picked, so eat them, trade them, sell them, whatever! For every interaction that you have involving the bountiful harvest, you will receive a new set of clothes. This task can be completed 3 times.

mod notes

⬥ Welcome to our mid-month event!
⬥ Please plot over at the Dec Mid-Month 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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wildcard / dance

[archivists]

[ Kaspar happened to be one of the very first people Noé decided to approach and ask for a dance, but it just doesn't work out for the first, second, and third time. It's such a shame, yet he doesn't push any further, not wanting to come off as a nuisance.

After a few hours, however, when the festival is nearing to an end, Noé decides to leave the town square and head back to his farmhouse. On the way there, in the forest, he catches a glimpse of a familiar silhouette, who turns out to be the person he's been asking for a dance three times earlier. And now, Kaspar is dancing on his own, clearly in a better mood than before, humming a melody that's unknown to Noé, but which he finds very pleasant. ]

Good evening. Is everything alright?

[ This sudden mood change is a little suspicious. ]

[bluminescence]

[ His face is slightly flushed, hard to see in the dark under the very faint glow of his skin. At the words, he starts and looks over at Noé. His humming jolts too, punctuated with a soft and open laugh before continuing the melody. Those are the only falterings in the music and they take the place of Kaspar's words. The closer he gets, the quieter the hum.

Kaspar hadn't expected him here, or anyone else, along the scenic and curious man's pathway home. But he knows the vampire's voice well enough. It draws him in. The music takes a dramatic turn just as Kaspar sweeps close, almost too close, and nods before offering the other man a hand to pull him along. Deeper in the glen, past lines of taller bushes, there is more separation from the world and more beautifully glowing flowers to surround them. All his slightly hazy mind is set on is dancing with him there, happy to lead or be lead as he saw Noé dance earlier (if he did).

His demeanor makes it clear that he is intoxicated to some degree; being down to his waistcoat and missing flowers from his hair only supports that conclusion. Though it is always hard to tell with Kaspar, before or past a certain point of consumption. He hides it well early, naturally, until he can't. And it seems it doesn't take too much to dim the glow of his skin at night, or flush him lightly pink to his ears. ]

[archivists]

[ It's difficult to shake off the feeling that he's interrupting something, yet before Noé knows it, Kaspar is already shuffling closer, his laugh ringing in the vampire's ears. While it's a welcome change of pace especially after not getting the chance to talk to Kas during the festival, something feels odd. Instead of bringing it up right away, Noé takes the other's hand without hesitation. With their fingers entwined and his arm wrapped around Kas' waist, the vampire leads them to the glade where the glowing flowers are.

The sight of these reminds him of his home, yet that's not something he wants to be pondering about now. ]

I thought that you're not fond of dancing. Or worse... that you're angry with me.

[ Well, he kept being a little pushy back there, so it would make sense. Sometimes Noé just doesn't know when to stop. W

[bluminescence]

[ As he hums, Kaspar inhales softly at the easy intertwining and happily lets himself be pulled in just so by the waist. In the glen, his free arm seeks a shoulder fluidly. It does feel nice in a way, being on this side of the dancing pair for once. His ability to follow simple moves on instinct might eventually speak to his lack of complete ignorance, not that he's trying to hide it. There is no strict rhythm besides the one his humming sets for them; no lovely but stoic faces staring at him and expecting more than his soul has in him.

He shakes his head. But then leans in a few beats after Noé's words, aiming his cheek for a rest on the nearest shoulder. No one has ever been tall enough for him to do that this comfortably before. With a squeeze of his hand in Noé's, the flowers attract Kaspar's gaze. His humming slows the song down for the moment. The night lends his voice some wear, as unused to this much use. ]

You did, nothing wrong. [ Unless Noé keeps them moving, Kaspar's own movement slows as he tries to explain. ] There were so many people.

[archivists]

[ As if rhythm was necessary for Noé to enjoy the moment—it's on the bottom of the list, really. Hearing that Kas isn't angry with him means much more just like the way he rests on his shoulder. There are still so many things he doesn't know about him, but Noé will keep in mind that Kas isn't good with crowds. ]

It's alright. [ While he has slowed down significantly to match Kas' pace and they're barely moving, Noé keeps swaying to the humming. ] No one is here now.

[ These words were supposed to comfort Kas, yet there's a certain consequence to them; Noé's cheeks flush when it sinks in that they're all alone in the forest, surrounded by beautifully glowing flowers. ]

Are you doing better now?

[bluminescence]

[ Kaspar hums into his shoulder, a neutral response that is a beat slow enough that it could be fairly attributed to either sentence. He pauses, though still happily sways and lets Noé guide them upright. He isn't completely dead weight by any means, but he feels so much weaker even with only this amount of alcohol in him. His cheek rubs in purposefully when he nods so Noé can feel it. He sighs happily, turning his head towards Noé's. The glow of his skin flickers once he spies the flush, his smile warming. It's become a common enough sight. And it really is just the two of them swaying to the sound of their own music, letting Kaspar relax more fully. It's an easy impulse, when his dimmed light only seems to add to the heavier feeling in his limbs, his soul, and he is content with the dance. Unfazed by the proximity, or how his eyes glow brighter than his skin-- ]

Do not worry... I am, happier than I've been in quite some time.

[ His calm, as tipsy Kaspar confirms, is a natural state of being --or so deeply ingrained that it may as well be. But his words have come looser here in the glen, even as his gaze slips down the vampire's neck. Noé has experienced some of his life, and although it isn't the same as the unique connection between him and his bloodletting weapons, there is an affection he can't help harboring for someone that shared in such a taboo and strangely intimate thing. The only other living person he knows to have seen and heard the Vair. To see what bloodletting could do for costumes and performances clearly meant for larger stages and audiences, a waning art achieved only with a life spent mastering it. As a child, Kaspar sobbed in utter silence at the beauty of it all. The chastisement still couldn't be helped in such a place.

He opens his mouth a beat too early for this next words-- ]

Did you have fun ?

[archivists]

[ There's something serene about Kaspar, something that makes Noé completely unable to look away from him. He'd like to ask about the glow, but for some reason the words just don't come. For some reason, it feels like unnecessary words might ruin the moment and Noé definitely doesn't want that, not when Kas seems so relaxed. ]

I share that sentiment.

[ He cannot emphasize how much of a relief it is that Kaspar isn't avoiding him, especially after they shared so much about themselves with each other. If there's someone Noé trusts, Kaspar definitely makes the list. ]

It reminded me of home a little. I attended dance parties every once in a while. I managed to teach a few people how to dance, too. I can see that you don't need that kind of lessons, though.

[bluminescence]

[ Noé too, makes the short list of people Kaspar trusts this deeply. He'd never intended on sharing so much before the blood and the memories, but he is glad for it. And the pancakes. Maybe he had been avoiding him, maybe he hadn't. It never came from a place of anger. Needing a break from crowds and people and eyes never went over well. And his affection remains steadfast, so why burden Noé with such things.

Kaspar breathes a little laugh. This close, faintly smelling of wine and mint. He's right, of course, so Kaspar doesn't deny it or confirm it in more than the way he moves to shift their positions after a moment of silence and stillness. His movements have gone more languid with alcohol, hands warm as they slide and send his glow flickering. Eyes closing, beginning slowly, he'll see if Noé can keep up with a few turns of a Groscian waltz if he goes along for the rotations and spins. It is not so dissimilar to the Viennese waltz, if he might recognize it, modified by being from a completely different world. Along with Kaspar's changes; influences from the dance, his whims, and his smooth covering of any missteps by either of them.

At its end, if Noé lets him, he leads the vampire playfully, gracefully, right into a dip by the end. He is a natural even without the extra strength from his light, though out of practice by several years. And then, he moves to pull Noé back. Only for him to fall back gently against a tree with a quiet sigh.

Wherever Noé winds up and however they got there, Kaspar lets his head fall back against bark to look up through the boughs above him to spy stars in its patchwork. The flowers in his hair, glowing like the others around them, blend him in with nature. Though the stark whites and golds mark his outline, strangely resistant to the darkness if looked at closely enough.

He admits it, cheeks flushed and smile rueful-- ]

... I used to prefer dancing alone.

[archivists]

[ Noé leaves the leading role in this dance to Kaspar—if he has learned anything, it's that letting him do things his own way always produces interesting results. The waltz, both similar and foreign at the same time, proves him right. Whenever Noé thinks he managed to anticipate the next step, Kas does something that hasn't even crossed his mind. In his eyes, however, it's not a bad thing, but rather the opposite—being surprised like that is quite thrilling, despite the missteps here and there. Unfortunately, he knows that all things must come to an end, so when Kaspar pulls away to lean against a tree, Noé focuses his gaze on him as if it would satisfy his curiosity. All things considered, he's found Kaspar here all alone and it's no mystery that he had a drink or perhaps even more than just one. ]

Used to...? [ A beat. ] The way you dance is mesmerizing, though. It's a shame you're not letting the world see it. But I'm not trying to convince you to do anything here.

[ He understands valuing one's privacy, after all. ]

[bluminescence]

Perhaps

[ Maybe it is a shame? He certainly feels none about the thought of dancing with others in a crowd. He's done it before. Stifling, judgmental stares and strict steps. Kaspar has no intention of showing the world. Though he isn't strictly opposed. The freedom to decline, or to dance freely in the moonlight with whomever he likes, or no one at all, is still such a new and precious thing. He finds comfort in its novelty for now. If the moment comes that he wants to dance in a crowd of far friendlier faces, he will. The sentiment wells his eyes, scattering the glow of his slightly like raindrops on the glass of streetlamps. Kaspar has to blink away from above, gaze descending back to Noé's face.

It's odd, the way his eyes look as though he might cry, while the rest of his expression is so serenely content. Thanks are easier given in letter, but he manages. It still warms him deeply, though with Noé it has become a known and welcome feeling. One he can accept with words. ]

... thank you.

[ ... ]

Does it, feel different to you? Before everyone, or here?

[archivists]

[ It's difficult to look away from the glow and it might take Noé a few more moments to realize that he hasn't asked about it yet, even though he's really curious about what he's witnessing. The real shock, however, comes when Noé looks right into Kas' eyes. They're somewhat different and his first impulse is to reach for him and hold his hand as long as Kas will allow it.

The question surprises him a little, but he thinks he understands why Kaspar might be wondering about it. ]

Of course it does. There's something special about dancing like we did here. I won't forget it.

[bluminescence]

[ Kaspar hums like he won't forget either, skin flickering as he takes Noé's hand if it is offered. Fingers loose and threading, the warmth and glow is enveloped and intertwined. He looks down to their connection, or the ground, and then to Noé's eyes as his head tilts.

His free hand reaches up to idly adjust anything out of place before him. Whether anything is actually out of place or not. Noé's hair, his outfit, a cheek brushed with a softly glowing thumb; chaste and gentle as Kaspar speaks softly again. ]

Next time, I will say yes.