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WELCOME TO THE SDN FAIRGROUNDS!
The gates swing open with a cheerful creak, and the warm afternoon air rolls in thick with the scent of buttered popcorn, sizzling corn dogs, and spun sugar. The distant, metallic clang of a bell signals a lucky winner at the ring toss, while somewhere nearby a calliope wheezes out a jaunty tune that floats over the fairgrounds.
The cotton candy vendor is already at work, twirling pink and blue clouds of sugar around paper sticks, handing them to eager children with sticky fingers and eyes wide with delight. Across the midway, the raffle organizer stands behind a bright red booth, cheerfully doling out numbered tickets and promising “the biggest prizes this side of the Ferris wheel.”
From the center of the fair, the ride operator calls over the crowd with a megaphone, announcing that the Tilt-A-Whirl is ready for its next load of thrill-seekers. The metallic groan of the machinery rises and falls with each spin, mingling with squeals of laughter from the passengers. The bumper cars are already sparking and buzzing under the lights, with drivers young and old grinning as they deliver gleeful collisions.
Down the food row, the lemonade stand owner pours ice-cold drinks into sweating paper cups, the tart citrus scent cutting through the heady perfume of funnel cakes frying in hot oil. The funnel cake vendor dusts a fresh batch with powdered sugar, sending a fine white cloud into the air that glitters briefly in the sunlight before drifting down to the wooden counter.
Somewhere near the livestock pens, the ferris wheel attendant is chatting amiably with the line of fairgoers, pointing up at the slowly turning wheel that offers a panoramic view of the grounds. Children dart between the legs of their parents, chasing balloons and the sound of the midway games; the distant bleat of a goat carries over the noise as a cool breeze stirs the scent of hay.
This year marks the first fair without old Mr. Harlan at the helm. After forty years of running the show, he finally hung up his straw hat and retired to a quiet little farmhouse on the edge of town. The midway feels a little different without his booming laugh echoing over the loudspeakers, but the show must go on.
Now, it’s up to the rest of the crew to choose a new leader, someone to keep the rides spinning, the booths bustling, and the crowds happy. The staff have agreed to settle it the fairest way they know how: a good old-fashioned vote.
As the sun dips a little lower and the lights along the Ferris wheel blink to life, conversations buzz between booths and food stands, each worker making their case for who should guide the fair through the season ahead.
Step right up — the fun’s just getting started.
Players:
@genny
@beans2020
@_rae_
@indysadventures
@katiemcat
@apoptosis09
@GoSpursGo
@sksisk
@Therapist4Chnge
@CeeGee14
@fruitsalad
@spiane
@nicoledoesvetstuff
@vampyrica
@PrincessButterCup
Manators:
@SARdoghandler
@supershorty
@Zenge142
@samac
@Animal Midwife
@Barkley13
@JaggedJimmyJay
@mkg323
@holdthemayo
@Santygrass
@Clem J
@genny
@beans2020
@_rae_
@indysadventures
@katiemcat
@apoptosis09
@GoSpursGo
@sksisk
@Therapist4Chnge
@CeeGee14
@fruitsalad
@spiane
@nicoledoesvetstuff
@vampyrica
@PrincessButterCup
Manators:
@SARdoghandler
@supershorty
@Zenge142
@samac
@Animal Midwife
@Barkley13
@JaggedJimmyJay
@mkg323
@holdthemayo
@Santygrass
@Clem J
Day 1: Mayor Vote Final Tally | beans victory
Night 1: genny rockets to the great beyond
Day 2: Final Tally | sksisk thrown off the ferris wheel
Night 2: indycroacks quacks
Day 3: A strange impulse... | Final Tally | T4C kicked to the curb
Night 3: No one died
Day 4: Creativity Contest! | Final Tally | apoptosis up in smoke
Night 4: The Rides Go Silent
Day 5: Pie-Eating Contest! | Final Tally | fruit squashed | Creativity Contest Results
Night 5: Spurs darted until dead
Night 1: genny rockets to the great beyond
Day 2: Final Tally | sksisk thrown off the ferris wheel
Night 2: indy
Day 3: A strange impulse... | Final Tally | T4C kicked to the curb
Night 3: No one died

Day 4: Creativity Contest! | Final Tally | apoptosis up in smoke
Night 4: The Rides Go Silent
Day 5: Pie-Eating Contest! | Final Tally | fruit squashed | Creativity Contest Results
Night 5: Spurs darted until dead
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