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News wrote:Day 8
[ Art by harvestberry ]
There was something divine about how the skies become moon-soaked at the stroke of midnight, bleaching the carnival until it was a sallow portrait of what it once was. Lightning roared above and autumnal rains wept, petrichor seeping into the air that still smelled of woodsmoke and fire.
Throaty snores permeated the carnival, oblivious to the roiling storm above. Your very bones tremble at the cold as you clutch at your flashlight, the frigid steel biting into your skin. It had been hours of waiting and you begin to wonder if Maplefrost was wrong. Perhaps there was no culprit behind the sabatoges… perhaps this carnival was really haunted.
It is only then when a twig snaps.
Warm, honeyed light pours throughout the clearing and your head snaps up, your heart in your throat as you squint into the inkdrop dark. The saboteur had come.
You hold your breath as the silhouette emerges, honeyed light cascading off the panes of their face as he steps into the open. You couldn’t believe it… the saboteur- the saboteur… it was Cinnamonstick.
“How could you do to me? To us? To the carnival?” Autumn-leaf curls and hollow eyes seem to scorch the earth as Maplefrost barrels toward her brother. The once delicate nuances of her voice grew shrill. “Why did you do this, Cinnamonstick… why?”
“Don’t you see? I had to do it! I had to for the good of our family!” The saboteur hung his head, a breath shuddering through him as his gaze darts to the gathered cats and finally… his sister. “We both know what kind of debt we’re in, Maplefrost. I had to do something. I thought.. maybe the old ghost story would be good for business.” He fiddles with an errant cinnamon curl, still mussed from the rain. “I’ve heard haunted places are a trend right now… and y’know i decided to take advantage. I couldn’t just let grandpa Carrrl’s legacy go to waste.” His voice cracks. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for all of it.”
You expect an uproar. A pandemonium that would shake the carnival to its core.
But no one moves. No one makes a sound. There is just a bone-deep understanding as the night ends. The crowd disperses, and you can’t help but watch as the beginnings of the sunrise stretch over the clearing. rich auburns and burnished golds ooze over the carnival, gilding every tattered edge even as remnants of the storm still hang heavy in the air.
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Maplefrost and Cinnamonstick are missing and perhaps… just perhaps you can do something to help the carnival.
[ Written by faelyn ]
blurb wrote:Mugs of apple cider rest on the wooden benchtop of the makeshift investigation booth, the steam rising in soft silver wisps. You soak in the fragrance of fresh apples and cinnamons, the autumn breeze a kiss against your cheeks.
All around you, the colors of the carnival are in full bloom. The sounds, the sights, the smells, the life. Grape Jelly’s samples, Seaviper’s fishing, Hareskip’s lovely florals, Hana’s bustling bumper cars, Max’s garden, Bramblethorn’s pumpkin carving. The heartbeat of the carnival still thrums—Carrrl’s vision, dream and hope.
And maybe there’s something you can do as well.
A gentle determination hums through the thread that connects you and all the other carnival cats. Shared glances and quiet conversations soon bloom into a lively brainstorming session of chaos and scattered ideas. Someone puts a bulletin board together of notes and ideas, stringing them all together in a connected web. Others create a list of supplies and materials. And someone else takes the lead, ensuring everyone’s ideas are heard.
A voice rings out from the gathered crowd, rich and warm. “What about an advertising campaign?”
And amidst the burst of chatter and the zing of energy and the scrawl of ink upon paper, you swear that the marble statue of Carrrl at the center of the carnival winks in approval.
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Help Us Clean Up!maplefrost wrote:Look at this mess!! We can't open the carnival with it looking like this... please, can you help?Reward: +5 carrot coins
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