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IT'S A BEAUTIFUL DAY

March 11. The sun is shining, streaming in perfect sunbeams through uncovered windows. Birds and animals twitter outside, basking in trees that are verdant green and full of life. Outside, the town begins to wake, stirring to life with the sounds of ordinary everyday happenings. Footsteps, carts rolling down the road, the distant sound of friendly neighbors greeting each other.

And you–you have lived here your whole life. Or maybe you’re a visitor to this fine town. Either way, you’re a neighbor here, too.

Aldrip is having another beautiful day.

i. OUR TOWN

The town square is a bustling place to be for locals, and this week is no exception. Aldrip is a vibrant swell of activity: stores, stalls, and stands all open their doors precisely on time, welcoming the new day. Things are quiet, theoretically, while the local school is in session, but anyone playing hooky won’t get a second glance. Everything is fine! It’s too nice a day to be inside, anyway.

(Just like all the other days before, all too nice to waste.)

That being said, Aldrip is not without its own brand of nuisance. Fairies are rarely seen in town, these days, but this week, they seem to be in fine form. They can be found playing harmless tricks on people: taking things from them and moving them somewhere else, rolling carts when no one is holding onto them, mostly-unscrewing screws that hold together mechanical parts… They avoid magical pranks, for now, but these mundane tricks are such a nuisance! They even pull all of the wares out of a local vendor’s stall: dozens and dozens of colorful, patterned scarves. They had been on “deep discount,” leftovers from some “Day of Devotion” event, but the discount is about to get even deeper, on account of how dirty they are.

ii. TEMPTING FATE

A recent expedition to the Lorentia Caves uncovered a hidden gem–literally. Enterprising rock enthusiasts have brought back wheelbarrows full of round geodes, and have made a game out of cracking them open. Geodes that are green inside will get a lavish prize: a stay at a local spa or a gift card to a fancy restaurant. Purple or red inside will get a free drink at the local coffee shop, or a small gift card to use at a local shop. Brown or clear gems get nothing special–but you get to keep the rocks! They hold no special properties, but can be nice to look at and make great paper weights, and some of them almost seem to

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Occasionally, very occasionally, breaking open one of these rocks causes it to crumble, becoming little more than gray ash. Static pops across the surface before it disintegrates.

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PURGING CONTENT

Those who have found these ashen geodes will find that memories of them disappear just as soon as they turn away from what they’ve just seen.

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Anyway.

No one quite knows where the pop-up casino came from, but it’s doing a bustling business at night. Now, this establishment is small, nowhere near the size of the one in the past, and is not nearly as expansive. Nonetheless, it helps create a thriving nightlife in town: there’s games, drinking, dancing, and all sorts of fun. Locals are encouraged to participate either by attending or working, or even performing in some way!

It’s a beautiful day in Aldrip. Just like yesterday. Just like tomorrow. Just like every day s̴h̵o̸u̶l̵d̸ ̶b̸e̵.

iii. LOST AND FOUND

You wake in a maze surrounded by fog. You have no memory of entering the maze. You have no idea which direction you might have come from. You are simply here, and there seems to be no exit above. So. The only way is forward.

You may be alone, or have company. Either way, aside from you and any other characters you may find, the maze seems empty. Without end. Without purpose.

Whatever twists and turns you take, all will eventually find themselves in the center, in their own time. There is nothing here, either, except for an overwhelming sense of aloneness. There is nothing here. There is nothing there.

There is nothing–

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...

You wake up.

It’s another beautiful day in Aldrip.

Like all the days before and all the days after, your morning proceeds apace. You start your morning, you say hello to friends and neighbors. You…

… you find something unusual in an area you frequent. An item. It’s small, and somehow, it’s something you think you should know. Some will feel compelled to pick these items up. Some will feel a deep sense of unease when looking at them, and refuse to interact. Turning your back on these items will cause them to disappear. You won’t have to worry about that anymore. Not on this beautiful day.

Picking up the items causes a rush of information to flood your mind. Something like a memory plays in your head: the person in this memory looks and sounds like you. But…you don’t remember living that life, or doing those things. So how does it feel so real?

Throughout the rest of the event, these items will continue appearing. Characters are free to interact with them or ignore them as you see fit. Regaining more memories means they may regain their powers, as well, though whether they remember how to control them is another story.

These memories will feature prominently in the event poll that goes up after this, and your choice of how many memories they regain (or don’t) may have a lasting effect on your character. Not filling it out will also have an impact on them. So please make sure to fill out the poll!

iv. MISSING LINKS

As this strange memory phenomenon takes over Aldrip, other odd things begin to happen. It’s small, at first, and barely notable except that it renders Aldrip slightly less idyllic than usual. There are a few clouds in the sky. You may get caught in a passing rain shower, or maybe sleep through your alarm…

It gets worse.

The end of the month crawls ever closer, slow and steady. As it does, things begin to go missing. Small things, at first: personal possessions, the lunch left in the break room, flyers that look like maybe they were torn down in the town square. Is someone thieving? Here? In Aldrip?? You’ve never known Aldrip to have a problem with crime. Everything is so…

…

Pleasant.

Everyone becomes a suspect. It could have been your neighbor who took your wallet, or a coworker. Maybe your friend took that bracelet from the counter while you weren’t looking. But close to the end of the month, this starts getting bigger. What happened to that tree along the path you walk every day? Wasn’t there a butcher shop on the corner there? Where have all the birds gone?

ERROR: DATA LOST

Things go missing.

They keep going missing.

Why have they disappeared?

And…where have they gone?

v. THE COUNTDOWN

Sunday, March 31.

It’s raining.

It never rains like this in Aldrip.

Characters wake in the morning to anxiety twisting in the pit of their stomach, inexplicable and impossible to trace. As the day wears on, this sense of foreboding ramps up. Characters may even see significant numbers throughout the day that seem to count…down.

Twelve. Morning. How funny, to see these recurrences. Odd.

Eight. Seven. Around noon. This must be a coincidence, and yet, you cannot help but wonder if it is meaningful.

Four. Late afternoon. Wonder and curiosity are replaced by dread. Whatever is at the end of this countdown–it feels like a finality. Terrifying and unknown.

Two. Night. Those going to bed will find their sleep restless and filled with bad dreams.

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One. Midnight. The clock strikes twelve, and whatever your character is doing–sleeping, waking, etc–the whole of existence seems to blink out.

(Info about what happens after this will be forthcoming in the event poll results and April’s SOTG.)

vi. WILDCARD

Go wild! We know that you all have plotted extensively for this event, so go ahead and do what you'd like with it!

♡

Comments

smashing

[garbagecanned]

[oh, what the hell. Yosuke had such shit luck, but he finds himself smashing geodes anyway.

he'd gotten nothing, naturally. maybe a little bit of weird looking static at one.

he finally gives up and starts wandering and peeking to see if anyone else had had any luck. it can't be that they're all fakes or something, right?

but then he sees Naoto have a bit of what looks like a freakout to him, and he knows her a little bit... well enough that he slides in, worried.]

Hey, if you're starting to hallucinate stuff I think it's time to stop.

[killjoyprince]

[Naoto hadn't even cared about the potential prizes. Though the 'free' coffee was a bonus, she'd been more interested in looking at the composition of the minerals.

Granted all thoughts of that had left her brain. Her body jerked at the voice and dropped the badge she'd been clutching. It quickly vanished into the grass as she focused on him. Her nose scrunched at him.]

I'm not hallucinating. [She wasn't.She really wasn't...Was she? Nah. Nothing to be concerned about classmate.

It was nothing. Just nonsense mumbling.]

[garbagecanned]

[he doesn't look convinced, bud.

he just keeps staring at her, frowning as if trying to figure out for himself what happened.]

Oookay, then what just happened? Because I sure as hell didn't see an eyeball.

[killjoyprince]

[Great, he'd heard that much. A part of her wanted to dismiss it, keep denying. But there was something unerving about that kaleidoscope of colours, peering out of the fog. It felt significant.

But she couldn't place why.

Eventually, she sighed. Breaking her gaze from him. Deflating.]

It... It was just the light, reflecting off of the crystals.

[That had to be it.]

[garbagecanned]

[there's a long pause, as if he's thinking about what she'd said. maybe there was a part of him that had hoped she was seeing weird shit too...]

I mean, you wouldn't be the only one talking crazy around here.

[he's going to go on a fishing expedition.]

I keep hearing people talk some really weird shit too.

[killjoyprince]

I'm not crazy... [Just a grumpy little mumble. Halfhearted as she sighed.]

Like what? What have other people said they've seen?

[There'd been some mentions of the sky, things going missing.]

[garbagecanned]

Maybe a little.

[you have to be kind of crazy to hang around Yosuke.]

Uh... well, seeing some people that they know here but in a place that's obviously not Aldrip. Not... being in Aldrip at all. Weird, right?

[right?]

[killjoyprince]

[Just scrunching her nose. Why'd he have to be like that? But at least he understood what she was going through.

Maybe. She had to blink at his explanation. She'd seen other places, the red and black sky with the giant eyeball, metal walkways above acid, the distorted town blocked off with shimenawa. Hadn't she seen Yosuke in some of these places? But if it was just dreams, did that matter? ]

Are you some people?

[Dryily, testing the waters. She wasn't talking till he had.]

[garbagecanned]

... Maybe.

[he fidgets a little bit. just fucking say it, dude!!]

You're not gonna toss me in the loony bin if I say yes, will you?

[killjoyprince]

[She huffed, turning her head away from him again.]

That depends on what you say. Though I might have to join you there...

[garbagecanned]

Would it be crazy if I remember you... with some other people?

[he's going to take a tentative step out.]

Like... classmates or something.

[killjoyprince]

[She peered at him, silently staring at him. Letting him stew for a moment, to see if he changed his story or anything. Maybe a sign he was making it up.]

I remember... wearing the same uniform and sitting at a table in a courtyard. [Another pause.] There was very irritating music playing.

[garbagecanned]

Every day's great at your Junes...

[he blinks, as if he's remembering something he wasn't expecting to... but that's exactly what's happening.]

That's so weird. That just popped into my mind??

[killjoyprince]

[Oh look, Yosuke had two heads. Or that was how Naoto was looking at him at least. A lovely, blank look. A small part of Naoto felt like he'd have gotten that look no matter what. Because what a sentence to just say.

Her nose crinkled.]

Junes...Junes. They have surprisingly good coffee. [Though she remembered some annoyance there with the coffee. She couldn't place what.]

[garbagecanned]

D-Don't look at me like that!!

[he yelps, suddenly feeling extremely embarrassed and flustered. even though he knows in the back of his head that that was such a strange thing to say out of nowhere.]

It just came out!! We're talking about what we remember, right??

[killjoyprince]

Like what? [She only looked slightly less impressed than normal. Don't worry about it.]

Do you remember anything else? I remember there being an old building, made of wood.

[garbagecanned]

A building... ??

[he tries to think of what she could be talking about. but... he can't. maybe that part isn't what's come back to him yet.]

Nope, I'm drawing a blank on that one.