crescentview | Town Hall Meeting The Second

WHO: Everyone willing
WHAT: van Zieks trying to catherd, again, in order to Establish Law & Order.
WHEN: Sometime in the Summer between the various events.
WHERE: the forest, outside van Zieks' farm.
WARNINGS: chaos mostly, more will be added if needed.

[A week or so after the chaos of Hot or Not, each farm will recieve another missive from Barry Z himself, chief buzzkill, who clearly learned nothing from how things went last time. It reads as such;]

To All Parties Brought to the Island by the Harvest Goddess,

Tomorrow at 11AM sharp, please arrive at the location indicated on the map shown of the reverse of this document. The topic of discussion on the table is the potential establishment of some form of social contract and body of law. As before, I cannot force attendance, however, I would again hope everyone sees the benefit in being involved in this discussion.

Sincerely,
Lord Barok van Zieks, Esquire

[And again as before, there's a map on the back. This time leading one to van Zieks' residence, an orderly forest farm with a nice stable currently housing the horse van Zieks rode in on to make himself the boss of things, apparently.

At the time of the meeting, there are two tables that were clearly brought out from inside. There are... snacks? Van Zieks is not a chef, you will have these strawberries and fried mushrooms and you'll like it, I guess. There was an attempt. Van Zieks himself is still dressing in his less fancy- but still absurd for this weather- three piece suit.]

Than you all for coming. I understand that the topic I have put on the table may seem... needlessly dire to some, however, in the case that something does happen, it would be far better for us to already have a system in place. I do not think we currently require any sort of active police force, but rather that we should have some sort of agreed set of behavior in place, and then elected individuals to adjudicate any potential disagreements.

As far as a social contract, on Mr. Trahearne's advisement, it would follow thusly; [He pulls out another paper to read from.]
- Do not cause unsolicited physical harm to one other.
- Do not harm or otherwise disrupt another person's farm.
- Do not damage, destroy, or unlawfully take possession of another person's property.
- Do not vandalize or otherwise disrupt communal spaces for us or the townspeople.
- Do not behave in such a manner that would elicit broad reprisal against the group as a whole from the townspeople or the goddess.

If anyone has any other thoughts, feel free to share them. I feel that this is basic enough that even those of you more prone to... rebellion can agree to it.

The second matter is to discuss how to handle if someone does break these rules. While I have made clear before my prior experience with the law, I understand that a system like this can only function if there is trust in those enforcing it. Thus I think that the authority should be given to whoever the group as a whole feels most comfortable entrusting it to. So I open the floor to nominations for that responsibility.

Finally, I'd like to make clear why this is necessary. I have spoken to the goddess, and as long as it does not directly interfere with her and her means, she has no intent of intervening if something were to happen to one of us. We are not her "people," the residents of the town are. Therefore, it is imperative that we work together to protect ourselves.

[And now he will step back and hope that some productive discussion happens.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

You can't claim to be so innocent now, can you?

[ May those without sin cast the first stone, you filthy liar. ]

That's not how you play this game, Fatui trash.

[Wow!! Drunkluc is so many things, including meaner than usual.]

Drink up.

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Is it? [ Excuse you? Bless you for sneezing mid-sentence? ] As soon as you take a shot, I'll do the same.

[ Go on, get even more plastered for him. ]

I've no interest in playing with you. Run along before you catch your death.

Such a spoilsport. Going back on your word already? [ So insincere. He'll drink, though, since Tartaglia's not nearly as dense as this rascal. ] Give what you've asked some more thought. Go on like that and you'll learn what happens when you make threats like those so lightly.

[ It doesn't even have to be misfortune dealt by his hand, since Diluc's clearly in the habit of making enemies. ]

See you.

[ byeeeeeeeeeee sucker ]

Strange. I don't recall making any promises to you.

[So stop trying to make a liar of him, liar. Regardless, Diluc waves him off, returning to

just kidding. Tartaglia seriously pisses him off and he's pretty damn drunk after angrily downing his glass to get the taste of Fatui bullshit out of his mouth, so he upturns an empty wine bottle and flings it at the back of his retreating head. byeeeeeeeeeee sucker ]

[ GASP ]

[ pretty good rag

Everyone's sneezing but Tartaglia simply catches the bottle mid-air, and then— height of grace here— gently sets it down on the nearest table. You're such a goddamn brute. ]

Let's go. I know you're coming with.

[ Because you always want another shot at him? He'll walks on knowing full well Diluc will come loyally trailing after him. Who's the real dog here? ]

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( while passing by, Amber notices Diluc and Childe chatting - which is honestly hard to look away from given that she has intimate history with both men. she didn't plan on making herself noticed - until she heard Diluc call Childe ... a certain word. one which holds enough weight to it that it stops her dead in her tracks. )

Fatui...? ( she murmurs under her breath, not expecting to be noticed. surely ... surely, he's joking, right? )

[...Amber overheard him. No issue there. What is notable is her surprise, and turning to her, Diluc crosses his arms over his chest, repeating himself matter-of-factly.]

Indeed. Tartaglia here is a loyal Fatui dog, or had he not told you?

[all the non-genshins over here like what's a fatooey]

[ so does that mean he really is a serial killer fatooey man 😳 ]

[lucia was right all along 😳]

( so it's not a joke. Amber looks dazed - the normal light in her eyes dimming for a moment while she digests this new information. he response is delayed, voice carrying a tremor as she speaks. )

No, he ... hadn't.

[...Ah. Ruh roh.

Setting his hand over Amber's shoulders, Diluc guides her away from the party to speak to her quietly.]

...I'm sorry you've had to learn this way. Are you alright?