gacha machine

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GACHA MACHINE

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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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[magnumpi]

[ The instructions might say a riddle comes out, it really says so right there, but a pang of annoyance flares up anyway upon reading the little note that emerges.

Jim thinks about it a moment, mouth stretching into a frown. Until it comes to him.

But how to answer?

He sighs, long and loud, eyes closing before he answers aloud: ] Friday. The answer's Friday.

[inthenightmods]

[Technically, he ought to write it down and pop it back in, but even spookier: the answer (and he's right, of course) appears on the card, and the next moment he glances down, it's just . . . gone. Hm. Worrying.

But hey! He gets a prize! Yay! Ding ding ding! Absolutely correct! His prize rolls out, along with a slip of paper that serves as explanation. I wonder what it could be?]

32. The Scarf of Sexual Preference: ha ha, look at that jaunty little face! It’s almost like it can talk! It can’t, of course, but it sure looks like it.

[magnumpi]

[ Listen, this 'all knowing' type stuff, - like a machine being able to read his answer - that's taking some getting used to. Good thing Jim has an actual eternity to learn.

He unfurls the prize when it comes out with something like suspicion, brows lowered. The hell is this? Something his kid would like, probably. It does look like something straight out of his time period.

Guess it's something. ]