gacha machine

[inthenightmods]

GACHA MACHINE

The gacha machine is now closed! Please see our recent mod announcement for details.

After the events of August's party, the Librarian had gone back and grabbed a peculiar-looking machine from the bonfire, dragging it back over towards the Village. It's not all that flashy looking a machine; rather, it's rusted, some of the lightbulbs shattered, the paint scratched away. It makes the new, yellow-white piece of paper taped carefully to the front all the more noticeable.

There are written instructions there, carefully scrawled. It being the Librarian who wrote them, there's a lot of symbols in place of words, and honestly, it's really more of a tentative grasp on literacy going on here. But with a bit of thinking, you can figure it out:

1. Insert an offering (any offering) into the coin slot
2. Answer the riddle
3. ??
4. Prize!!

There's an array of prizes. Some are useful, some less so. But you'll never know if you don't try, and it might just be worth the effort. Unfortunately, it only responds to people once a week— meaning you can only get four prizes a month! But given the prizes, four might just be overwhelming enough.

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Comments

[inthenightmods]

[Ding ding ding! Absolutely correct!

Somewhat creepily, the card simply . . . disappears. Does the machine absorb it? Who knows? Maybe it's better not to ask. His prize rolls out, along with a slip of paper that serves as explanation. I wonder what it could be?]

47. Banana Jim: don’t let him face the wall. Bad things happen when he faces a wall.

[uplifters]

[ Giving Banana Jim a proper look, Clark turns him over, making sure that he's facing the ground instead of any particular walls. What is this? Regardless, he looks over at the machine and nods his head determinedly. ] I'll do my best.

[ Hopefully Peter won't mind Banana Jim in their home. Clark's going to take good care of him.

Clark reaches out tentatively and give the machine a little pat. ] Thank you for the gift... [ What does he call it. ] Pal.

I'll, um, try to make it up to you soon. [ A small smile, and then Clark is turning and shuffling away. ]