Tana-baa-ta

[survivaltricks]

WHO: everyone!
WHERE: the pasture
WHEN: day 22, all day

[the morning of day 22 begins with a light drizzle, as has been typical for the past few days. but despite the damp weather, a playlist of music also echoes across the pasture, luring you towards the center!]

[there, you will find that someone has planted a large bamboo tree, which is surrounded by wooden tables that are covered with colorful slips of paper and pens. a colorful sign, decorated with random doodles of stars, clouds, suns, and other fun shapes, contains a set of instructions:]

WELCOME TO TANABATA!

WRITE A WISH ON A PIECE OF PAPER AND TIE IT TO THE BAMBOO TREE.

HAVE FUN!

[the music and the bamboo wishing tree are a great start to the festival, but other people have been hard at work to make this a day to remember, right?]

[it's time to celebrate Tana-baa-ta!]

((FEEL FREE TO MAKE YOUR OWN TOP LEVELS IN THIS POST AS WELL! I made a few to get things going, but you should all run wild and free and thread to your heart's content ♥))

Comments

[secondbornsun]

[ ,

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[apothekitty]

[ it's not signed '-' ]

[secondbornsun]

[ what does it smell like . . . ]

[apothekitty]

[ it smells like the little Weed apothecary who was with Daffodil in that one family game. ]

[secondbornsun]

[ . . .

just . . . takes this poster off the board. ]

[apothekitty]

[ hey rude :( she needs those subjects :( ]

[secondbornsun]

[ naughty weeds who don't offer contact information or compensation or even a place to sign up get their signs put in the wiggler ]

[apothekitty]

[ an hour later the exact same sign goes up again. she is persistent. ]

[secondbornsun]

[ did you at least put your contact information or compensation or like a signup sheet this time ]

[apothekitty]

[ of course not.

but she is extremely persistent. ]

[secondbornsun]

[ ma'am

well he doesn't care enough to make this a thing so. live your life ]

[apothekitty]

[ she's absolutely gonna. it's a good time. no one will die, of fun or poison or otherwise. ]

[debug_mode]

...Hey!

[secondbornsun]

Hmmh?

[debug_mode]

Don't just take down posters you didn't put up! That's very rude.

[secondbornsun]

. . . And if I'm the one who put it up, it's fine?

[debug_mode]

Did you put it up?

[Truth field activated.]

[secondbornsun]

No, I was just askin' a question.

[ said smoothly. unclear if he was going to lie or not anyway ]

Anyway, you're misunderstandin', Miss. I wanna know more about this request, but I dunno how t'find out more, since there ain't any information. How else should I be expressin' my interest?

[debug_mode]

That's what I thought.

[Truth field deactivated]

It was written by our latest weed. She's a short girl with long dark hair who is obsessed with poisons and poisonous things. You can find her wandering around eating strange things or send her a cube.

She doesn't have her own name yet, as far as I know.

[secondbornsun]

Guess I better go find her then.

[ so he's turning to go now, poster still in hand ]

[debug_mode]

... [good enough, she guesses.]