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❅ SHITTY LITTLE TOWN ❅ PART 1

SHITTY LITTLE TOWN ❅ PART 1

Each year in this town, the winters seem to get harder and the summers seem to get hotter, and this was no exception. After several months of sweltering afternoons and sweaty nights, fall is finally starting to break the town’s fever, although with the cooler weather comes the death of the horseflies, leaving many of the town’s flat surfaces coated in bug carcasses. The sky is overcast, the air remains humid, and in the distance thunderstorms can be heard almost every hour of the day.

During the day, people go about their usual routines, working primarily at the slaughterhouse or mines during the weekdays, vegetating in front of the television on Saturdays, and sitting straightbacked and paranoid in the pews on Sunday, fearful less of the wrath of God than the ire of the neighbors. Evenings for the average person are filled with drinking at Nog’s or Auntie’s or peering at the TV until bedtime.

This is where our heroes find themselves, waking with a new lifestory that integrates them into this, the shitty little town.

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a) NOG'S

Nog's bar is the preferred haunt of most of the miners and slaughterhouse workers in this town, who meet to drink their woes away, complain about their supervisors and speculate on the personal lives of the people around them. Despite Mr. Goluboy's constant harassment, Nog has managed to keep his liquor license, and as such is one of the few successful businesses in town on account of all the stress-induced alcoholism. While one won't find fancy cocktails here, if they're just looking for a beer and some scuttlebutt, this is the place.

b) AUNTIE'S

"Auntie's" is the name of the old-school, 1950's-esque, 24-hour diner in the middle of downtown, with big red pleather booths, checkerboard floors and a jukebox. Typically, the only difference in clientele between Auntie’s and Nog's is that the people at Auntie’s wanted a burger or a stack of pancakes alongside their beer – but unlike Nog's, Auntie’s is only barely hanging on, constantly getting ticketed for waterspots on the silverware and not having enough napkins. Thankfully, one can get a full breakfast meal at Auntie's any time of day for a few dollars.

c) THE DOCKS

The town is alongside a lake, and once upon a time there was enough fish to sustain a modest fishing economy and a river that allowed for trade by boat with other nearby towns. However, with the mines' pollution, fish are no longer considered safe to eat, and only the water immediately adjacent to the springhead on the Warren Family Farm is safe to swim in. Draining from the mines has lowered the level of the river enough that it's no longer navigable. Residents will still occasionally use the lake for boating recreation, but fees at the marina keep going up (into Goluboy's pocket) and mothers are increasingly worried about letting their children get wet in that water.

d) THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE

The other major employer, owned by Ms. Cygne. Most of the locals who don't work at the mines work at the slaughterhouse, where the work is disgusting, dreary and grueling. Sometimes people get promoted out of the trenches and into admin. Yay.

e) BIG TOP CIRCUS COFFEE

Dick's Coffeeshop is in the bottom floor of an apartment building, and many locals have no idea how it hasn't been shut down yet, given that the owner is famously generous with his resources in a way that clearly irritates the city council. Dick offers jobs to those who Goluboy and Cygne won't hire at the mines or slaughterhouse and frequently sneaks day-old pastries to the hungry. The coffeeshop is one of the few areas where artists tend to converge, usually at the weekly open mic night; however, whatever one expresses at the coffeeshop is likely to be picked up by the town gossips, mocked relentlessly, distorted and spread around.

f) THE FARMER'S MARKET

Because Mr. Goluboy's malicious prosecution of small businesses has essentially shut down any legal avenue for a farmer's market, a few of the residents of the town have established a black market for homegrown fruits and vegetables, small-batch soaps and candles, and other small products. Words gets out through a whisper network, and a few times a month everyone in the know meets in a parking lot, opens their trunk, and does some bartering and selling with each other until they get found out. Sheriff Mallard and her deputies have arrested many people at these pop-ups and confiscated their products. By now, these pop-ups have around forty people trading and selling at a time, and the city council has announced that out of concerns for food safety the sentence for being caught vending homegrown produce will be increased to a misdemeanor with jail time.

g) THE LIBRARY

The library, once well-stocked and indulgently funded, is now kept alive sheerly by the passion of the one paid librarian, Aziraphale, and the volunteers who work there. There is no interlibrary loan program and there have been no new books in years. The library is reduced to loaning damaged copies missing pages, and story hours or public events are difficult to organize due to the complete lack of resources. The city council has also forced Aziraphale to put up a sign against loitering or using the library "for any purposes besides the borrowing of books." An organization of local busybodies drops in frequently to comb through the stacks for "objectionable material," which is then destroyed at Ms. Cygne's behest.

h) WILDCARD/NEW LOCATION

Feel free to set things around town anywhere you want or make up new locations.

i) THE SPOOKY WOODS

Outside the town, there are foggy, dense woods, difficult to navigate by foot due to thickets and brambles that come up to a grown man's waist. The city council has done what they can to ban people from going into the woods, and the gruesome animal maulings are a compelling disincentive.

Note: Let the plot mods know when your characters are going into the spooky woods.

OOC DETAILS
❅ OOC Plotting: Here. More locations can be found there. You can also ask the players running the plot questions there.

❅ Event Length: This part of the plot is to establish CR and characters' roles in town. It will last about a week and half before future parts that allow the characters to start digging into the mysteries of the town.

❅ New Characters: If your character is introing at this time, assume they arrived just in time at the location the plot takes place in to be caught up in the magic drawing everyone in. They would have gotten the Man in the Moon's spiel from the welcome page right before being magically sucked in.

❅ Opt-out: Anyone that doesn't want to play in the plot can handwave their character didn't go on the mission that put the characters in the location where they were sucked in. You can thread your characters back at the Pole or send them on another smaller mission with other characters.

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In Spanish: "English, Spanish, French, Russian, and both American and British sign language. But my Russian's real rough."

Dan loves to talk to people, and more than that, he loves to listen. He never wants someone to be unable to communicate with him if he can help it, so he's taken it upon himself to learn languages whenever and wherever he can. He even considers asking Skye if she wants to practice Korean on him.

They don't know each other that well, though.

"I reckon the folks that believe in dinosaurs don't like that factoid." Dan assumes that Skye's one of those sensible people, like him, who believe the Earth is flat and that dinosaurs are a government hoax. "With no ozone they'd all have burned right up, right?"

"I've always wanted to learn sign language, I just haven't gotten to it yet." This is said entirely earnestly, as if she isn't twenty years old with three languages and Masters degree under her belt. Clearly she should have also found time to learn a fourth language.

She snorts, amused at that comment, but she also looks a little delighted that he has the right idea. "Sort of, the radiation from the sun would have been a problem but the lack of oxygen is the real issue. Life forms back then were mostly bacteria."

So the mountains are also older than things like: bones.

Dan signs in ASL as he says "any time you see me in here, I can teach you a few phrases."

Lord, but it's good to talk about nothing important, even as Dan can tell that he's waded in far beyond his depth on the science parts of this - but even awareness of his own ignorance doesn't rattle Dan's confidence. Dan doesn't dig his heels in often, but he's heard and absorbed enough conspiracy theories about the Earth being flat or the Sun being a giant surveillance camera that he simply doesn't accept evidence to the contrary.

"When did the world get oxygen?"

There's a brightness in Skye's gaze as she watches the movements of Dan's hands; she doesn't have a photographic memory, but she can commit every one of those movements to memory. "We can trades. Sandwiches for lessons."

It's careful wording. Not an exchange of money for services, just a simple trade, off the books, nothing that could get anyone in trouble. And if a few extra dollars happen to find their way into Dan's pockets, Skye wouldn't know anything about it.

"That's the cool part, no one actually knows for certain, but it's estimated about 2.5 billion years ago is when certain types of bacteria started producing oxygen as a result of photosynthesis — like how plants do. It took until 750 million years ago for there to be twenty percent oxygen in the atmosphere like there is now and another 150 million years after that is when there was enough of an ozone layer for life to exist outside the protection of the ocean."

She's normal.

"I like that exchange," Dan says, continuing to sign. He can't fingerspell, so sometimes he has to find circuitous ways to sign different words, so 'exchange' is a series of signs similar to 'one thing being traded for another.'

He listens to her intently, but by the time she hits photosynthesis she's already deviated from his understanding of science. Dan has a thorough knowledge of some areas of science, mostly from working on a farm or doing mechanical work or bushcraft. He has a near-encyclopedic knowledge of the uses for North American plants and the different species of birds, and while he doesn't know what different kinds of rocks are called, he does know how to interpret the shapes and grain of them to find water sources or edible lichen.

And yet.

"But the world's only two thousand years old."

"It's a deal, then." Skye isn't necessarily one for charity; she cares about the world in general, but she tends to be fairly removed from it. But it feels good to be able to offer something in exchange for learning, especially for someone who might have to go without, otherwise.

And then her expression does a complicated thing, as she goes through the five stages of grief and tries not to make it too obvious. She manages to get herself under control before she looks too incredulous, or worse, says something she can't take back.

Her dad would be so proud.

"The Earth is billions of years old." It takes every scrap of self control not to sound condescending, instead keeping her voice fairly neutral. "Why do you think it's only two thousand years old?"

That's the best place to start, she thinks. That way she can find the right piece of evidence to make him understand the truth.

Oh no. Dan tries to keep it off his face that he, too, is disappointed to find out that Skye is one of those people so completely taken in by the ideology of evolution and a round Earth and all those things that people take with religious-like faith after they go to school. Dan feels so lucky that his parents never exposed him to nonsense like that; he's sure if he went to public school when he was young and impressionable, he'd probably believe in crazy shit like dinosaurs and bacteria too.

"Because that's when time started." Obviously. "Maybe this might could just be a difference in religion. I was raised up with certain calendars and all."

Girl what.

"I'm an atheist." Raised culturally Christian in the way that most people in the US are, but the words come out because she doesn't know what else to say without straight up calling Dan a fucking idiot. And that would rude. It isn't his fault, he probably didn't have a great education, considering where he seems to have ended up in life.

"We have concrete proof that the world has existed for more than two thousand years. There's trees older than that." If he'd six thousand years, she could at least understand that from the perspective of the bible, but two thousand years is nothing.

"Me too." He raises his eyebrows like he doesn't think she can be an atheist and also believe fantastical spiritual hooey about the world being billions of years old, but also that he's trying to be as polite to her as she's being to him. She is, after all, highly educated in this subject; it must mean a lot to her, even if Dan's certain that her mentors have led her astray. He doesn't ever want to be rude about someone else's beliefs.

"I ain't never seen a tree thousands of years old. Trees may be long-lived, but they ain't immortal." He shrugs. "And ain't none of us been around for thousands of years so there ain't no proof can't be faked by the government."

Skye tries to be polite and nice to people, she really does, but it's the twenty first fucking century and this man is trying to tell her that the Earth being old is faked by the government and understanding clicks into place.

"Oh, you're just insane, got it." There are things you probably shouldn't say to strange men who may be insane, but Skye doesn't always have the best judgement, and she's pretty sure she can get out of this situation if it goes south. "Should I be worried about the lizard people, too?"

His face falls a little, but he expects that he must have insulted her by pushing back on her confident piety. Dan really doesn't understand how that round Earth cult has managed to be so ubiquitous and numerous; the Catholic Church should take notes.

"Well, no, the lizard people are harmless," he says, even though he knows she was being mocking. He's not aggressive at all. He just feels like an outsider again, which isn't a new feeling but isn't a fun one, either. "It's the sleeper agents you got to watch out for, and they're fully human."

She can't even feel bad about his expression falling, because it's just so stupid; she's heard a lot of nonsense during her life, but this really takes the cake, and she's chalking it up to something like schizophrenia. Surely no sane person could think like this.

"You know the whole lizard person thing is just thinly veiled antisemitism, right?" She isn't even sure why she's arguing when she knows it isn't going to be effective, since logic holds no power here, but she can't help herself.

"I don't know what that is."

Being completely illiterate, Dan's understanding of the world is quite piecemeal. He's encountered the lizard person conspiracy a few times and thought it sounded quite sensible, but no one's roped him into the hateful sides of it, which tends to be where Dan gets off the metaphorical train. Nor has he encountered the term 'antisemitism' with enough surrounding context to differentiate it from 'astigmatism', so.

"But if it's just folks with a medical condition then that's a shame."

"Someone who's antisemitic hates Jewish people." This gap in his knowledge is something she's less judgemental about, since she can understand why he might not have come across the term, especially if he's apparently been sucked into conspiracy theories.

But still, "Pretty much any theory that states there's a group of evil people secretly running the world is implying those people are Jewish, and a lot of it goes back to Nazis." Maybe this is the angle she can work to get him to question some of this bullshit, assuming he knows what a Nazi is.

That actually makes Dan laugh. Skye’s been saying some absolutely ludicrous things about the age of the Earth and so on, but they can agree that those theories are wrong. “That’s ridiculous. If Jewish folks controlled the world we wouldn’t could be so obsessed with Jesus on this continent.”

Skye said she’s an atheist, so Dan feels comfortable rolling his eyes. He was raised quite Christian, and it feels like the one part of his childhood that he was eager to get rid of. When he encountered the real world, all the Protestant teachings told him to avoid the things that felt good, and he needed so badly to feel good - drugs, liquor, sex, gambling, vice in all its forms - so he chose to let go of religion and embrace pleasure. Since then, it’s been impossible not to notice how everyone expects him to still be observant; it’s like the idea of someone not being religious and Christian doesn’t occur to most people in North America.

Well, at least he's capable of drawing some basic logical conclusions. And to be fair, plenty of better educated people haven't been able to figure this out.

"Exactly!" Wait, now she has to figure out how to tie this together; there's a reason she's a scientist and not in a career that involves a lot of interaction with people. She's kind of bad at dealing with people, aside from the select few that she already gets along with, but she wants to at least get Dan to think. "So many people have agendas when they're spreading theories like lizard people or evolution being fake. You have to ask yourself what they gain."

"Usually it's that they want us to give more money to the government. Like how they plant dinosaur bones to convince people to give tax dollars to museums and libraries and- and NASA and all that."

It isn't that Dan's incapable of logical thinking; it's just that he's been brutalized by government policy enough in his life that all roads lead to Rome to him. All roads lead to the government as an unknowable, omnipotent, shadowy, tendriled enemy winding through his life and controlling everything on a level he can't comprehend. As Skye pushes back on his conspiracies, he feels alone again, like he's the only one who understands how great and painful the danger is.

Every moment of this conversation is a true struggle for Skye not to lose her shit, and if Dan wasn't so fucking nice she would've been way worse to him by now, but it kind of feels like it'd be the conversational equivalent of kicking a puppy.

"I'm a military brat and trust me, the government is not nearly organized enough to pull off a lie that convincing." She isn't nearly as critical of the military as she could be, but she does have first hand experience in watching leadership just straight up fumble the ball frequently. God knows her mom complained about it enough to leave an impact.

There's a moment of almost panic on Dan's face as he gets caught in a cognitive dissonance trap. On one hand, he believes that the government is this all-mighty, all-powerful network capable of massive conspiracies the vast majority of the world's been hoodwinked into believing; on the other, he thinks the government is incompetent and foolish and that they half-ass everything.

"That's because they-" Dan looks like he's flailing. "Different government departments got different levels of competence. Obviously police and corrections ain't know nothing, but when you get to the CIA and all it's real well-funded."

New struggle unlocked: not doing a whole victory dance when she sees that panic and confusion cross Dan's face, because she knows she's got him. It won't be a sudden switch, she knows that, but she's managed to find a tiny gap in the armor that will start gears turning.

"Pfft, the CIA are a bunch of nerds." Regardless of her own personal feelings, she's leaning into the dismissive attitude since it's got her the best results so far. "They care more about starting wars than getting people to donate to a museum."

"That's what the museum money's for, though," Dan says, feeling like he's trying to bail out a sinking ship but unable to convince himself to get in the lifeboat, making connections as quickly as he can in a desperate effort to save his worldview from falling into shambles. "To start wars."

Skye's nose wrinkles in an expression that looks like amused skepticism, but there's something playful about it, as if letting Dan in on the joke. "Have you met the people around here? No one would need to go to all that effort when it's easier to convince fools like these that brown people are evil."

Based on Dan's apparent disdain for antisemitism, she's pinning her argument on the assumption that he won't be a fan of racism, either. Appealing to empathy isn't the worst tactic.

"The folks here are close-minded and looking to scapegoat anyone."

Dan should know. He's a convenient target: homeless, uneducated, illiterate, sporting a criminal record and strange scars and an accent that's more at place shoveling pigshit than buying a latte.

"But I been a lot of places. There's plenty of places where folks couldn't might be convinced that whole races of folks are the enemy. That's why they gotta do conspiracies."

Dan thinks it's so much easier to be angry at nameless government conspiracies than at actual people. The government is a machine that people turn the levers on, but it's a machine. It's faceless and impersonal. Dan can hold a lot of anger in his heart for something without a face, but people- Dan can't find it in him to be angry at people. He doesn't have the constitution for it.

The amused scoff that comes from Skye is entirely genuine, though not necessarily mean-spirited. "Don't take this the wrong way, I'm sure you've been through a lot, but trust me when I say you're wrong about what people can be convinced of."

She doesn't doubt that he's faced his share of assumptions and stereotypes and discrimination, but he's also a white man and it affords him a level of privilege in the world that Skye does not have.

"I reckon you would might know more about racism than I would." Dan may be confidently wrong about things, but there are topics that he's aware enough to have humility - and while he doesn't understand plenty about the world and thinks the Civil War was a hoax, convincing him that America was a racist nation wasn't that hard. Add it to the list of crimes he thinks he can just lay at the feet of the federal government.

"But I been a lot of places and I do think this town is uniquely fervent about in-groups and out-groups. I ain't been many places that are this...unkind to folks who ain't the norm. If they're taking it out on you, too, I'm real sorry."

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