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[cranekin]

No festivals.
No fireworks.
No tests of courage.

What a terrible way to spend the summer in a new place. I might die from boredom!

(And yet, it sounds like he's having fun. Don't worry. He'll be fine.)

Why don't we share some tales of the strange and unknown? If we tell enough stories, something interesting might appear~

Let's see... The set up isn't quite right but a hundred stories will probably do.

ooc: feel free to thread jump and react to stories/etc!

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[cranekin]

(FINALLY, another story!!)

A cursed district?! I'm listening!

[horrifictie]

many years ago, in the seaside town of martinaise, was the east delta commercial center established at rue-saint-ghislaine 8b.
it was built on top of a coal power plant that failed and housed dozens of different businesses.
from hairdressers, youth-centered gyms, window replacement services and more.
however, all the businesses failed!
one by one each of them closed down.
even the businesses that replaced them would close down in time, failed ventures by the petite bourgeois.
as such, it was deemed cursed! so cursed no one wanted to buy up rental space within.
but, there is more than meets the eye to the dark energies of this area...

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[wingclip]

[Shh, don't mind her she's just listening!]

[cranekin]

Cursed with financial ruin, huh?

(Not the most interesting story if he's being honest but he can't deny that it's a very real type anxiety. Maybe that makes this one of the scariest stories so far?)

Continue.

[horrifictie]

within the abyss of the doomed commercial district-
THE ENTITY
a light shining from the windows! nestled away in what was once the chimney!
a dicemaker's humble workshop.
she works on custom dice orders for her clients, of different shapes, colors, and symbols
for all the businesses that have failed, hers continues to stay strong
fourteen years strong!
surely she is the source of the curse. her business absorbing all the others, for all their failures she thrives, growing stronger...

yet when you speak of the curse to her, with a soft chuckle
SHE PROCLAIMS THE SOURCE OF THE RUIN:

it's just capitalism

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[cranekin]

(He's getting really into it! He can imagine the scene clearly. He wonders what the dicemaker's role in the story may be. He wonders what the theme for this story may be... the evils of gambling? Or is everything up to uncontrollable luck and chance? He hopes its the latter. The best stories are ones where things can't be controlled--)

[cranekin]

(Wait...)



Capitalism? (He is not an economically savvy person but--) Just business?

[horrifictie]

yep!
and, possibly, the two millimeter hole in the world.
but capitalism is the true curse.