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TDM 3 ⬡ The Farmer and the Cranes
The StorySome Cranes saw a farmer plowing a large field. When the work of plowing was done, they patiently watched him sow the seed. It was their feast, they thought. So, as soon as the Farmer had finished planting and had gone home, down they flew to the field, and began to eat as fast as they could. The Farmer, of course, knew the Cranes and their ways. He had had experience with such birds before. He soon returned to the field with a sling. But he did not bring any stones with him. He expected to scare the Cranes just by swinging the sling in the air, and shouting loudly at them. At first the Cranes flew away in great terror. But they soon began to see that none of them ever got hurt. They did not even hear the noise of stones whizzing through the air, and as for words, they would kill nobody. At last they paid no attention whatever to the Farmer. The Farmer saw that he would have to take other measures. He wanted to save at least some of his grain. So he loaded his sling with stones and killed several of the Cranes. This had the effect the Farmer wanted, for from that day the Cranes visited his field no more. The Field![]() ⬡ Common Cast All characters are likely to originate in The Field. ⬡ Literary Description "Some Cranes saw a farmer plowing a large field. When the work of plowing was done, they patiently watched him sow the seed. It was their feast, they thought." ⬡ For Your Exploration The field is freshly plowed and planted, and seems to go on forever. The soil itself is warm and loamy, loose and willing to crumble or compress under feet - both of human and crane. Seeds abound in the soil, arranged in neat, sprawling rows. Dotting the field are small, overgrown sections with old trees and high grass, preserving the integrity of the lands as best they can, before giving way to more neat rows on the other side. In the distance, always on the horizon, but never able to be reached, is the shadow of what can only be a farmhouse. ⬡ Swinging and Shouting The Farmer does not want his newly planted crops to be eaten before they've gotten a chance at life. The Farmer does not want to cause unnecessary death to protect his crops. As such, when the Cranes descend on the newly-planted field, carefully tended, ripe for the feasting, he'll attempt to chase them away again and again and again, in a Sisyphean effort to maybe, just maybe, convince the Cranes to leave without having to cause harm. The Cranes, for their part, will likely find amusement in his attempt - for while his shouting was concerning at first... what will he do? Shout himself hoarse? No harm has come to them yet. ⬡ Sling and Stone Yet. The Farmer does not want his newly planted crops to be eaten before they've gotten a chance at life. The Farmer, when pushed, does not see death as an unnecessarily harsh measure to protect his crops, anymore. Sooner or later, the Farmer's patience will give way to anger and frustration. Sooner or later, he'll see killing the cranes - by any means necessary - as a necessary evil, and will come for them with a vengeance. He may even begin to enjoy the process, eventually. Cranes killed in this way will be expelled from the story immediately, having served their purpose. A Welcome Show![]() ⬡ Fireworks Back at the Library, Characters who venture - or arrive - outside will notice the warm afternoon sky lighting up with a constant, yet somehow calm, fireworks display. The crackles and booms will echo as though they're coming from a great distance, loud but not oppressively so, and the fireworks themselves will appear as bright in the sky as they would if it were night. They'll appear in any color imaginable, and even in some distinct patterns - stars and smiley faces and such. The display will be constant, until February 1st. ⬡ Sparklers! To suit the mood of the display in the sky, characters will also find an array of sparklers (the fancy kind) set out on tables surrounding the entirety of the library itself, accompanied by lighters which never seem to run out of fluid, buckets of water on the ground that never seem to fill, no matter how many sparkler sticks are placed in them, and... first aid kits, with anything anyone could need to treat minor burns. The sparklers, lighters, and water buckets cannot be brought into the library itself, but the first aid kits can. | ||||||||||||||



Questions
Roxas | Kingdom Hearts | Crane
[Huh. Strange. Roxas has never changed into another creature when visiting worlds. He hadn't been lucky to have someone like Donald around to change his form to conform to a world. So this was strange. He can tell he is some kind of bird at least... Though what kind of bird he is? Since he can only see wings and bird feet, he can't tell what he's supposed to be. At least he was tall-ish.
Stamping on the ground was fun with these feet. Tap tap tap... It's really not what he should be focusing on, yet the ground held his attention. A seed pops out with his dancing about, and his stomach tells him that he has to eat it. If he doesn't, he might starve! The seed is eaten, followed by a sudden fear that makes the now-crane-boy bounce a few feet away.
Slowly, as his confidence grows, he pops over and eats more seeds with a very non-bird pleased humming. Whoever comes by will definitely hear it. Seeds are great, okay?]
Swinging and Shouting
[A bag of hot air. That's what the farmer was. After not being hurt right away, Roxas just makes sure to get away from the filed enough where he feels safe. Huffing with annoyance.]
Geez. So loud. He's going to scare everything away...
[Ah well. He'll just bounce back over to a portion of the field that was now farmer free to eat some more seed.]
Sparklers
[The fireworks were great! Having hands again was even better! Even if Roxas isn't sure at all about what was going on in this world, he does like the theatrics of the explosives. There was no Heartless or Nobodies here. There was no darkness other than the darkness of night. Sure, it would be more fun to have his friends here, but he'll manage. Get home somehow.
The lighters confuse him when it comes to lighting the sparklers. He'll approach the nearest person with the device in hand.]
Excuse me? How do I use this?
Wildcard
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Sparklers!
Yeah, let me help you out.
[ He demonstrates adeptly how to flick the lighter. He is a smoker, he's done it a million and a half times in his life. ]
Kinda windy, cup your hand around the end of your sparkler.
[ The grin never seems to fade from his face. ]
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Whoa!
[That was really neat! Lea would be jealous if he knew he was out of a job now.]
I've never seen a sparkler like this before.
[He does as instructed and waits to see what happens.]
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[ He sounds excited, like a big kid. What's not to be excited about? Fireworks are always a blast. The tip of the sparkler catches slowly, lighting up and staring to spark and smoke. ]
There we go! Plant that sucker before you catch a spark. You want to help me get a whole bunch going?
[ The grin is possibly infectious. ]
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[That sounded like it would be fun! He plants the sparkler in the ground and goes to grab a few more.]
Should I put them in the ground already?
[Very infectious!]
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[ Wow Ichiban, you're supposed to be the adult here? Has he gone mad with lighter power? ]
Where you from, buddy?
[ His earnest vibrancy applies to all topics, he truly wants to hear about where everyone is from and their traditions with fireworks. ]