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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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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!

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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

[laserguy]

Sounds like my experience, except... yeah, I do feel drawn to them.

[Glasses, this strange mirror. Rubies. Other objects. It was all pretty weird. None of those things feel like they should've been connected, but they were, somehow. They called to him like a siren, before flashing him that weird vision-- that memory.]

Then they disappear, right? Thought I was freakin' losing my mind for a while.

[solitarysoul]

[Weird. Why would his be different? Because they weren't red? That didn't make sense.]

Yeah, like it was never there. I don't know if anyone else can see them or if they just see me...freezing or something.

[Freaking out. But he'd stopped doing that so obviously after the first few.]

[laserguy]

[Scott nearly groans when Levi brings that up. He honestly hasn't thought about it now, how other people may have saw them just freeze up in the middle of the road.]

I hope not, everyone's probably going to think I'm a huge freak now.

[Does it really matter though? When all this crap is happening around them? No, it doesn't. This is like some big mystery that they probably need to dig into and Scott's willing. He doesn't want to just leave this alone. Besides, when it's all over, he'll feel better and like himself again, right?]

But okay... besides our weird memories, did you remember anything else?

[solitarysoul]

[...that was right, Scott was always the good boy. Seeing him freeze up somewhere probably looked bad. People seeing him hanging out with Levi would possibly even cause rumors. Maybe if they put two and two together they'd think Levi was drugging Scott? He's not, and he's pretty sure Scott really doesn't want people to think that, but if whatever this is was dangerous? Then maybe its better if Scott has a possible alibi of sorts.]

No...only weird memories of...another life? Or something. Outside of the memories...um, well, you've noticed the things going missing.

[He'll get to the other weird thing shortly. Maybe.]

[laserguy]

[So, the stuff they've already talked about. Memories, how things around town are missing... he thought Levi had something else he wanted to bring up, that's why they're meeting in the first place, right? He hasn't forgotten, the statement honestly standing out to him.

His gaze looks at Levi, something about him serious and a little different from the easygoing demeanor that he usually has. He's just... really worried and confused.]

Thought you wanted to talk about something else too.

[solitarysoul]

[He doesn't know if its something he wants to talk about, but he got Scott all the way out here so he might as well tell him what he didn't want to say in the open. He looks around just to make sure they're alone, though, and lowers his voice.]

...I think something else is wrong with me. I thought I was hearing voices, but I-I'm pretty sure I can understand crows and rats.

[Of course all the crows were gone now, but the rats still talked.]

[laserguy]

[...That's definitely an odd thing to hear. But honestly, with all the weird shit going on, between various things disappearing and odd memories coming back, Scott's willing to believe him. It's not like Levi's that high, right? It's not a joke he wants to toss right now, doesn't seem appropriate.

He wouldn't have brought Scott all the way out here to tell him that if he didn't fully believe it himself.]

...So you can talk to animals? [...Okay, saying that out loud is a little silly, but he's taking this seriously. There's a little frown on him, his arms crossed with one hand raised to his chin.] I mean, that's kind of cool if you can.

[solitarysoul]

Yeah, but not all animals. I can't understand dogs or cats or horses or choco--well, I guess the chocobos are kind of gone anyway. Its...really weird. I don't really know if there's a way I can prove that I can really understand them or if I'm just going crazy or having some weird bad half-trip.

[The last few days/weeks could just be a bad trip on its own, couldn't it? There was too much downtime where things weren't fucking him up, though.]

Is...can you do anything weird? After seeing those...whatever they are.

[laserguy]

For the sake of everything going on, I'm just going to believe you.

[Sometimes it's just nice to be believed anyway, even if it means they're all going crazy in the end. Part of that whole feeling less alone, which is kind of the worst feeling one can have, at least to Scott. He could've tried to pretend that he was fine and everything, but he's past that stage and so all he has left is bond with others that are dealing with things similar to him.

Even if they're people he normally wouldn't hang out with. It's fine. His arms fall back to his sides as he gives Levi a look that's a cross between a smile and a grimace.]

Although, you'll have to believe me when I say that whenever I had those visions, I felt like I was afraid of blowing things up. With my eyes.

[solitarysoul]

Blowing things up with you eyes?

[He's not disbelieving, just not sure how that works.]

Like you look at something and it explodes? I've seen some crazy shit in mine, I guess that tracks.

[laserguy]

Something like that, but... it's a little more complicated.

[His eyebrows furrow as he thinks about it a bit longer. It wasn't fully just... looking at something and it immediately exploded. No, it was something else, like a force shooting out of his eyes. Some powerful beam that destroyed nearly everything in its path.

It's frightening to think that something like that could come out of him. That's not... possible at least. ...Yeah. He's completely normal. He wants to be normal.]

It's like a beam shoots out. ...Some sort of laser.

[solitarysoul]

Maybe the beams are why it's red?

[Comics had guys with heat vision or whatever that was shown as a different color...but that might just be the reader could tell. Comics weren't real life or...whatever these visions were, anyway.]

[laserguy]

[...Oh, guess that would make sense, huh? Although...]

It probably has something to do with it. [Scott admits slowly with a small wince, one hand reaching up to rub his other arm. Yep, just really talking about weird he may be to Levi, but guess it's fine. Dude admitted talking to animals. He doesn't feel judged at least and maybe that's the best part. It makes him comfortable enough to continue talking about this, despite the frown on him.]

But... there's definitely been times in my vision where everything is red and I know for a fact that I'm not firing any lasers. [Maybe it's just... stored in his eyeballs??]

[solitarysoul]

Oh...I-I dunno then. But I guess none of us know much about this shit. You might figure it out if you find more of them, but...

[He just trails off. He'd become obsessed with them, with trying to find as many as he could, but he can see how people would want to just avoid them. Some of them were disturbing.]