gacha machine

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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

11/04

[maisel]

[ Okay, she'll bite. Midge debates a number of things: a chocolate bar from her purse, something expensive like one of her Revlon lipsticks. She settles on something in the middle: a piece of paper from her comedy notebook, with thoughts she's already tested out in front of an audience. Some are damn good jokes, others, not so much. ]

[inthenightmods]

[The machine has accepted a literal rock, so the jokes are great, honestly. The machine lights up, a chipper, slightly eerie tune plays, and a card is spit out.]

Is an old hundred dollar bill better than a new one?

[maisel]

[ Oooh, tricky. Midge has her own pen, thanks and almost writes the wrong answer: ]

Yes. $100 > $1

[inthenightmods]

[Ding ding ding! Absolutely correct! Her prize rolls out, along with a slip of paper that serves as explanation. I wonder what it could be?]

33. A pair of neon pink sweatpants: they’ve got EXISTENTIAL DESPAIR written over the butt. Fun!