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15strangers2020-01-27 10:38 am
strangerpeople) wrote in 15strangers2020-01-27 10:38 am
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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.]
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I’m-I’m sorry, Link and Zelda? Like...like the tri-force and hero of Hyrule? Enemies of Ganondorf? That Link and Zelda?
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King sighs and drags a paw over his face.]
So remember when I said everything is real if you go to the right dimension, or something like that?
Where I’m from that guy isn’t real. He’s a character in a video game. Same goes for Zelda.
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Oh, so you mean something like that Pom game Campanella told me about that is played in Crossbell. I just thought that was a silly game and didn't realize they were like books and movies!
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[He has no idea if their on the same page, but if she understands the idea, he’ll take it.]
Point is, they’re both fictional where I’m from.
[Now he’s getting a headache from all of this insanity...]
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Though I will say for the record, if Jonathan and I are fictional where you are from, we don't want to know about it.
[Normally she'd let Jonathan say so for himself, but she knows very well that with how he is, such an idea would bother him a lot.]
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Alright, I’ll just have my existential crisis by myself]Same goes for you. I’d prefer not knowing I’m some...book character or something.
[Yeah, don’t worry, that’s completely reasonable as far as he’s concerned. He’s not even sure if he should say it to the Link here...]
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[Not that he actually knows if either of you are fictional back home. He just knows the obvious fictional guy here.]
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[Hopefully it won't break him...but he might've already been broken mentally, so...]