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[strangerpeople]

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[The national council just announced the blight to the country.

There was no sugarcoating it anymore. This was a critical time. Saving all of the vines is paramount, but what does one do when the blight hits? It keeps encroaching on the grapes, day by day. Entire clusters, entire bunches, dead and rotting, while allowing the blight to spread, and the leading botanists and viticulturists cannot identify the origin or the cause. They can't even successfully isolate the culprit in their labs; it seems to disappear like air no matter the precautions taken.

It is a catastrophe that seems to be beyond science, and it will result in the complete collapse of the entire country's wine industry. Already, embargoes on this year's crop have forced other grape-growers to close shop for the year after they'd sold their previous stock; it is all too possible that no grapes might ever be grown here again if a cure cannot be found. The tourists have stopped coming. The towns have grown silent.

You, meanwhile, are devastated. With the way your business is going, it will be on the brink of bankruptcy within the year. You will soon have no choice but to close shop and let every grapevine die, let the land go fallow. There must be a cure for this, there must be. Yet everything that can go wrong is.

Then, as you watch the news, it happens. Breaking news. The blight has been found in another country.

It is a pandemic-and it is only getting worse.


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Well. This is...what else can can anyone say? You all know the deal. You all know what situation you're in. All that is left is to figure out what you can do about it. If there's anything that can be done.

You still feel that compulsion to distrust. To know you cannot win. To know that only the hosts have your best interests in mind. It would be easy to just do all that. But would it be the right thing to do? You can't be completely sure. Indeed, nothing is certain here, except for that damned ticking sound. If only you could stop it.

But you can't stop it. It is inevitable.


There are 15 strangers in this place.]

Comments

[touchsensors]

It might still be connected-lun. I don't think it's normal for that to happen-lun.

[poorlovefool]

Mmgh...

[He doesn't have enough information to argue.]

Well in that case... everyone else's dumb death games probably had something like this in it too, right? At least I can probably fix it once we know what's going on.

[incendiarize]

One of the other guys said a thing about a person endangering the whole multiverse, and someone else said there were like...holes getting ripped in different realities and stuff. Mine had a thingamajig that does stuff to time and space, but that's about all I can think of there, other than the three different timelines issue...

So yeah, kinda seeing a theme here.

[poorlovefool]

Huh.

Am I gonna regret it if I ask about those different timelines?

[incendiarize]

The original timeline didn't look too bad? Like kinda sketchy but okay? Then there was the bad timeline the Stewards were making, which just sucked a lot. And then there's the one we actually made, which seems pretty great except Excalibur rules the world and he's...

[He makes The Face. You know the one.]