WEEK ONE: MINGLE (OVERFLOW)

[mygod]

Week 1

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mingle

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38 Remain

Monday again?

No problem. ... Well, actually, some problems. For one, you seem to still be stuck in this village of nightmares.

Unless you’ve met your match, that aching feeling in your chest of being incomplete continues to only grow. That, alongside this feeling of being watched, probably makes it a bit hard to truly relax. That’s for the best, isn’t it? You probably shouldn’t get too complacent in a place like this, blood sacrifice that you are.

The woods rustle with anticipation. The branches and foliage whisper and shake, as if sharing a secret amongst themselves. What surprises do they have in store for you? Wandering into the darkness created by overarching treetops will bring you to a uniquely hollowed out tree trunk. The face of it has a rectangular cut into its bark, making it resemble a door. Should you choose to open it and step in, you’ll find yourself transported somewhere else entirely.

Though of course, you’ll have to come back to the village eventually. When you do, there is nothing but the oddities of town and ravens to greet you. Perhaps if you’d like to have a chat with some of the cultists who brought you into this situation, you might tie a letter to a bird at your own risk. Come nightfall, you may realize that the star formations and moon phase have changed entirely from the week prior. The stars are green and the moon is in a waxing crescent. Ha ha ha.

And now that blood has been spilt, it seems like the village itself is still hungry for more.

The swamp gurgles and rumbles uncomfortably, drawing your attention with small quakes. The bottom of it opens next to the stepping stones, staggered to form a natural staircase. When you descend, you'll find that it's possible to make all your dreams come true... at a price. Do you dare pay it?

"( me after seeing two guys in any context whatsoever) Well well well if it isnt the Blowjob Brothers."
- wise words from the prophet dril

As if you don't have enough problems, it seems like the week has ushered in yet another strange side-effect of all the freaky magic contaminating the space.

You know what you could really need right now? A tender handhold. A long, warm hug that's just perfect. A shoulder to lean on, a kind word, a sweet connection. Whatever affection means to you, you will feel compelled to not only give it, but also seek it out from others. Be nice, you're baby. Attempts to resist this can occur... but will result in an embarrassing, sincere confession of feelings that romcoms can only dream of. That's right, sluts and nuns and children, it's affection week.

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[mygod]

(PAST) SUNDAY

• There is another bowl of rice under Boothill's profile with a pair of chopsticks set upright in the bowl.
  
• Three crosses made of weak wood are in the graveyard. There is a stone with a painted name on it at the base of each: Aventurine, Boothill, Nehan
  
• Near the church, there are three rocks (no leeches) with the names Aventurine, Nehan, and Boothill carved into them, with flowers.

MONDAY

• In the wine cellar, there seem to be hundreds of bats.
  
• A new message is on the bulletin board: "Where should we make/keep the memorials for the dead?"
  
• So many of the sweet potatoes are gone...

TUESDAY

• There is a new entry in the rulebook.
  
• (This went up yesterday but here is an anon response board for the memorial question)
  
• One round cow is missing ): Where could it have gone.
  
• At the church memorial, there's a little plate of candied fruit skewers from the picnic for the three people who have died.
  
• Along with the fruit are three yellow lilies.

WEDNESDAY

• There are flowers from the island left at the graveyard for all three graves.
  
• At the church, there are new offerings: cat-eye sunglasses and stylish hairpins for Aventurine's rock, flowers for Nehan/Death's rock, and three apples for Boothill's rock.
  
• On the bulletin board, there is a new poll! Yay polls! "Who is the most interesting person in all of Scawwy? A bonus point if you say why!" Access it here.

THURSDAY

• At the church memorial, an origami crane made from the scraps of paper at the pyre has been placed in front of each of the deceased's stone.
  
• Also at the church, there is now a clumsily made miniature carved wooden cowboy hat sitting on Boothill's makeshift stone grave, next to the flowers.
  
• The results of the memorial questionnaire are: pyre; Church. ; Church. ; Just not the cemetery... ; Not in the church, the energy there isn't good for remembering anyone. Maybe somewhere on the island where they can see the sun? I made some possible grave markers from extra wood and some people have volunteered to help decorate them, but nobody for writing anything yet, if we want to use them!
  
• There is a 1500 word article with a drawing pinned with it at the bulletin board. Here is an excerpt:
  
  
  A Gale of Arcane Theorizing: Local Expert Coins Groundbreaking Hypothesis
  By: Erin Winters
  
  The start of the article goes like this:
  
  "During an ill-fated celebration on Wednesday, Gale of Waterdeep, who at the time was under the influence of a concoction of extremely dubious origins, spoke with local reporter Erin Winters to propose a theory about the workings of a magical item which was labeled as the Holds of Bagging.
  
  His countenance: passionate. His words: hurried. His line of thinking: As tangled as the threads of fate. The quote is as follows:
  
  "Have you ever thought what would happen if you placed a Hold of Bagging inside another Hold of Bagging? There exist tales of dire adventurers attempting to have better storage solutions for their imprudent consequences, but it's hard to prove within a contained area to the Astral Sea, sandwiching the outside forces in an extra-dimensional space created by a cataclysmic chain reaction destabilizing the residual effects of the contents of the Hold of Bagging. By putting one inside the other are you not bordering the ether to part within a magnet comparable to a magical detonation? The planes clashing two-fold open tears between the practical logic of spiralling flows in the magic in the vicinity, triggering a pole if you attempt to put a Hold of Bagging inside a Hold of Bagging while in the Astral Sea."
  
  The common reaction was of befuddlement.
  
  Seventeen year-old magicology expert Anisphia Wynn Palettia stated when consulted about the veracity of this theorizing informed that since Gale of Waterdeep exists in a world that has such an item and that despite the folk tales hasn't collapsed, the conclusion to reach is that there's protection to prevent the destruction of the known universe. Secondary theory is that they cancel each other out.
  
  This field requires more study. Potential practical applications...""

1/?

[turbulency]

[ There's a sudden fog spreading out over the ranch, the creepy kind that hadn't previously encroached on our newly designated happy place. It's weird, and unnatural, but if the fog alone doesn't catch anyone's attention, hopefully the suddenly mooing does.

As the fog clears... Geto! is left standing among the uddered population of the ranch. He's looking remarkably Not Great where he's leaning heavily against a displeased cow; his goth attire kind of shabby, and hair all out of place. There's also a barely healed stab wound on his throat, which is slowly oozing blood.

That's probably why his skin looks so pale, nearly grey, and it definitely explains why he doesn't bother calling out to the rest of his party. Instead, he just slowly slides down the cow he's leaning on, and glances back toward the dissipating fog. ]

2/?

[rimet]

[ Pickles quietly pads next to Geto, but suddenly springs forward as if he's here to stand guard. Upon closer look, his fur seems to have lost its shine as well as his indigo colored eyes. His body language is reminiscent of a cornered stray dog that's ready to fight at any moment. More spots of fur are white than you remember seeing him and his snout and mouth are entirely drenched in a crimson red. That's not all. He seems to have something in his mouth, which is... a little burlap doll that resembles Pickles without a face. Doggie, his translating device, remains dangling from his neck as always. It's also splattered with blood.

A deep and low growl is heard from Pickles so that the other cows and sheep get out of the way to make space for... ]

3/?

[drymonster]

[ ...todomatsu! who is apparently cursed with w1 cyoas in every timeline.

he too looks eerily pale, with a fractal scar extending down his neck and chest, along with a few other marks. his hair is a mess and there are bloodstains covering much of the front of his shirt, though there are, at least, no open wounds to be seen on him.

he's walking a little stiffly and with some clear discomfort as he clutches something tightly in his hand, but all in all, he's in much better shape than either geto or the taller figure he's helping to keep propped up... ]

4/4!

[concoctive]

[ ... that figure is a stiffly moving and pale alfyn, axe visible in its usual spot latched into the back of his belt but with a nasty, viscous, black ooze on the main blade. his right arm is around todomatsu's shoulders.

he himself has some of the black ooze on him, but, also, stark, red blood. his left hand is covering a still-bleeding wound on the right side of his chest, staining his off-white shirt, and his left eye is closed as a gash that cuts across his cheek and into his brow, his forehead, sluggishly bleeds.

secured in the crook of his left arm is his satchel, which is a little more bulged than usual. it appears the strap is broken on it, the leather oddly charred - and matching with a spot on his shoulder where it usually rests. there's also a fractal scar coming up his neck from that spot. ]

[mogger]

--- What the hell happened?

[ rushing in to try to stop people's bleeding and fuss over everyone tch ]

[undread]

[lmao? huh? what's a cyoa]

Did you four try to murder each other? It's almost impressive that you failed!

[segnale]

[AAAAAAAAAAA]

Oh no, are you guys okay—aaaahhh, where is Daan?

[LOOKS AROUND AND YELLS REALLY LOUDLY BECAUSE SHE'S GOOD AT THAT]

DAAN, WE NEED YOU OVER HERE!?

[ablazement]

[do you ever just see four dudes come out of the fog while you're petting a sheep and go what the fuck

anyway, she's up in a second, alarmed.]

-- What the fuck happened? [to all of them, but to geto specifically:] Hey - hey, are you bleeding out? C'mere.

[haematocritical]

[allomantic]

[hello! what the fuck!

once she has a second of surprise to process this sight, geto is getting a concerned glance, but she's heading for alfyn.]

What - what happened? [...] Tell me what to do for this.

[alfyn your wounds!!!]

[intrapid]

] me refreshing the page while crying

karma won't get close bc pickles is there but, ]

Alfyn!

[ REALLY THE ONLY ONE HE CARES ABOUT HERE ]

[trashprince]

[ rushing to todomatsu and alfyn immediately, even if there is the danger of an upset pickles(?) mistaking him for another assailant. hardly matters. like how it doesn't matter he has no healing skills even when his powers aren't under lock and key. that he has no fucking clue what to do to help.

he's removing his jacket to offer as pressure for alfyn's chest wound?? he'll wash it later. ]

We need Karlach or Iwatooshi to carry him.

[flameguard]

[ all four of you are just bleeding and we hate it here ]

All four of you - Todomatsu! Alfyn! [ SOMETIMES YOU GOTTA RUN FOR YOUR PSEUDO CASTMATE BUT ALSO !!! EVERYONE !!!! D8 ] What can I do, what do you need me to do?! What happened?

[recession]

[


Something in the universe told me I should be awake at this exact timing and I can see why. ]

For the love of Alll-mer --

[ Geto, you're getting first check because a STAB IN THE THROAT? Alfyn, you're next. But also he's going to need help looking at you fucks. Getting out a few cloth fragments to stem the bleeding right away. ]

[marauderprincess]

What happened? Did you guys tangle with a monster?

[ did the sheep plants rise up against them or something??? ]

[ Can she get to Geto or will she be Pickle blocked? ]

[killies]

[ HI! WHAT THE FUCK! ]

Where have you been?

[underinworld]

[Oh god theater comrades what happened]

What the flip happened with you both?!

[She decides to go for Todomatsu because she feels he's the one least prepared for a situation that leaves you bleeding a lot.

.....huh, the scar...]

Did you two get struck by lightning?

[She's pretty sure those things are left when you're hit with electricity]

[sootprints]

[ rushing over. ]

What happened!? Who or what did this?

[ our dog???!?! ]

[residentflorist]

[what the fuck is going on actually. she was truly minding her own business in a field of flowers and heard nona yelling, probably, which is why she follows the sound.]

—hey! [AHHHH???? THIS IS ALL BAD??] What happened? We need to stabilize all four of you!

[in this case stabilize means getting pickles to calm down and then trying to figure things out.]

[situationship]

[ Satoru kicks Suguru. Gently. It's more like he nudges him with his foot... Sometimes........ There are a lot of emotions. ]

If you were going to disappear and come back looking like roadkill, you should have just died wherever you were.

[ Without any heat in his words......... Because he's going to start to fuss and look at his wounds with Daan also here. Hopefully, there are enough people to distract Pickles??? ]

[bookpapers]

[okay well, Pickles is being an incredibly good guard dog, so Lavi will head over to him first, hands raised in an attempt to distract his attention from blocking the others,]

Pickles -- we need to get close to 'em to help. No one here is gonna hurt them.

[he thinks................ HE'S PRETTY SURE]

[naginota]

[ hey! what the hell! ]

There was another battle...?

[ he's not a doctor and daan is already here but what!!! ]

[cumulative]

[NOT MORE PROBLEMMMMS

well. everyone has this pretty much in hand? this is basically a small crowd. once he is no longer frozen to the spot after coming over to see what the hell everyone is over here for, he is bailing in a hurry.]

[sixillusions]

[Isn't here to see this happening]