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SteviumBot at 09:01, 10 May 2026

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	\|s1_title = Before the Ball, Not a Strand Out of Place		\|s1_title = Before the Ball, Not a Strand Out of Place
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	~~-->~~It was the day before Medowlyn's coming-of-age ceremony.		It was the day before Medowlyn's coming-of-age ceremony.
	When the maids pushed open the door, they found her already at work, putting the final touches on her preparations for the Coiffure Ball.		When the maids pushed open the door, they found her already at work, putting the final touches on her preparations for the Coiffure Ball.
	As the tradition required, her hair was styled to perfection—		As the tradition required, her hair was styled to perfection—

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	\|s1_title = Before the Ball, Every Strand in Place		\|s1_title = Before the Ball, Every Strand in Place
	~~\|s1_reward = 100~~		\|s1_text = It was the day before Medowlyn's coming-of-age ceremony.
	\|s1_text = It was the day before Medowlyn's coming-of-age ceremony.~~<br>~~		When the matrons pushed open the door, they found her diligently making the final preparations for the Coiffure Ball.
	When the matrons pushed open the door, they found her diligently making the final preparations for the Coiffure Ball.~~<br>~~
	As the tradition demanded, her hair was styled to perfection. Not a strand out of place. Not one too many, nor one too few.		As the tradition demanded, her hair was styled to perfection. Not a strand out of place. Not one too many, nor one too few.

	The Coiffure Ball was the traditional coming-of-age ceremony of her kind, known for its demanding standards of perfection. From a young age, children were taught to care for their hair with the utmost attention. The strict grooming rituals demanded they sit tall, move gracefully, and maintain perfect composure at all times.~~<br>~~		The Coiffure Ball was the traditional coming-of-age ceremony of her kind, known for its demanding standards of perfection. From a young age, children were taught to care for their hair with the utmost attention. The strict grooming rituals demanded they sit tall, move gracefully, and maintain perfect composure at all times.
	The strands used to craft commemorative hairwork were, as the old song went, smooth as silk and near divine in quality:		The strands used to craft commemorative hairwork were, as the old song went, smooth as silk and near divine in quality:

	''No trace of impurity,''~~<br>~~		''No trace of impurity,''
	''No sign of breakage,''~~<br>~~		''No sign of breakage,''
	''No hint of frizz,''~~<br>~~		''No hint of frizz,''
	''No weight of sorrow.''~~<br>~~		''No weight of sorrow.''
	''As smooth as satin,''~~<br>~~		''As smooth as satin,''
	''As gentle as song.''~~<br>~~		''As gentle as song.''
	''Thus it grows.''~~<br>~~		''Thus it grows.''
	''Thus it is flawless.''		''Thus it is flawless.''

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	The hair matrons helped Medowlyn curl the last of her strands.		The hair matrons helped Medowlyn curl the last of her strands.

	Watching her sit so still and focused, one of the matrons closed the door softly behind her and sighed.~~<br>~~		Watching her sit so still and focused, one of the matrons closed the door softly behind her and sighed.
	The poor child hadn't slept in two whole days, all for the sake of the ball.		The poor child hadn't slept in two whole days, all for the sake of the ball.

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	She didn't notice, either, when a soft gurgling sound began to fill the room, as if something was quietly rolling somewhere nearby.		She didn't notice, either, when a soft gurgling sound began to fill the room, as if something was quietly rolling somewhere nearby.

	\|s2_title = Mischievous Yarn Balls!		\|s2_title = Mischievous Yarn Balls!
	~~\|s2_reward = 200~~		\|s2_text = At first, it was just a round, fuzzy little thing that rolled past her in a blur.
	\|s2_text = At first, it was just a round, fuzzy little thing that rolled past her in a blur.~~<br>~~		Medowlyn paid it no mind. She figured it was just something her tired eyes had made up after staying away too long.
	Medowlyn paid it no mind. She figured it was just something her tired eyes had made up after staying away too long.~~<br>~~
	But then came another. And another. More yarn balls skittered in by the second!		But then came another. And another. More yarn balls skittered in by the second!

	Before she could react, they had taken over the entire room. They crowded into every corner, gurgling as they bumped and bundled together, leaving a trail of chaos behind them!~~<br>~~		Before she could react, they had taken over the entire room. They crowded into every corner, gurgling as they bumped and bundled together, leaving a trail of chaos behind them!
	Medowlyn stood frozen. She realized she couldn't find a single word to describe what she was seeing.		Medowlyn stood frozen. She realized she couldn't find a single word to describe what she was seeing.

	The yarn balls, like mischievous sprites, rolled about as they snatched up the delicate hair accessories in the room, giving each other makeshift hats and mustaches...~~<br>~~		The yarn balls, like mischievous sprites, rolled about as they snatched up the delicate hair accessories in the room, giving each other makeshift hats and mustaches...
	Soon, they had turned into wobbly little creatures, decked out in hairpins and proud handlebar mustaches, doing their best to look like grown-ups!~~<br>~~		Soon, they had turned into wobbly little creatures, decked out in hairpins and proud handlebar mustaches, doing their best to look like grown-ups!
	Everything was a mess!		Everything was a mess!

	Everything was a mess. Medowlyn tried to catch the unruly yarn balls, but they didn't give her the slightest chance.~~<br>~~		Everything was a mess. Medowlyn tried to catch the unruly yarn balls, but they didn't give her the slightest chance.
	One after another, the flung the window open and tumbled out, bouncing away in a chaotic stream.~~<br>~~		One after another, the flung the window open and tumbled out, bouncing away in a chaotic stream.
	They even took her entire set of fancy combs, scissors, and curling iron with them as they vanished from sight.		They even took her entire set of fancy combs, scissors, and curling iron with them as they vanished from sight.

	Medowlyn rushed to the window and looked outside. Below was a sea of clouds, soft as a bed of cotton.~~<br>~~		Medowlyn rushed to the window and looked outside. Below was a sea of clouds, soft as a bed of cotton.
	Without a second thought, she leapt after them.		Without a second thought, she leapt after them.

	She had no idea how much time had passed. It felt like floating on clouds... Like a single feather drifting inside a downy pillow.~~<br>~~		She had no idea how much time had passed. It felt like floating on clouds... Like a single feather drifting inside a downy pillow.
	At last, she landed on something soft — a cushion of floofy grass.		At last, she landed on something soft — a cushion of floofy grass.

	\|s3_title = A Garden of Wobbly Plushies		\|s3_title = A Garden of Wobbly Plushies
	~~\|s3_reward = 300~~		\|s3_text = "Where did such a big little kid come from?" Voices chirped from somewhere in the garden.
	\|s3_text = "Where did such a big little kid come from?" Voices chirped from somewhere in the garden.
	Medowlyn opened her eyes. Towering above her were flowers, each one taller than she was.		Medowlyn opened her eyes. Towering above her were flowers, each one taller than she was.

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	So that was it. It didn't have to be perfect, as long as the memory was happy.		So that was it. It didn't have to be perfect, as long as the memory was happy.

	\|s4_title = The Runaway Plushie from the Ball		\|s4_title = The Runaway Plushie from the Ball
	~~\|s4_reward = 400~~		\|s4_text = "Surely this year's Golden Comb Award will go to Medowlyn of the Lucerne family, right?"
	\|s4_text = "Surely this year's Golden Comb Award will go to Medowlyn of the Lucerne family, right?"~~<br>~~		"Is that even a question? I heard the council already saved her a seat, just waiting for her to claim it!"
	"Is that even a question? I heard the council already saved her a seat, just waiting for her to claim it!"~~<br>~~
	"I can't wait to see it all..."		"I can't wait to see it all..."

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	Three days after the event, Judge Lucy was snapping her ruler and protractor apart, piece by piece, following the precisely marked lines once used to judge the length and curve of every coiffure.		Three days after the event, Judge Lucy was snapping her ruler and protractor apart, piece by piece, following the precisely marked lines once used to judge the length and curve of every coiffure.

	They say the girl left without taking a single hair accessory.~~<br>~~		They say the girl left without taking a single hair accessory.
	Only a pair of scissors and some thread.		Only a pair of scissors and some thread.

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	For those who had already come of age, the PuffPost boxes by the door had been overflowing lately. From time to time, a floofy little gift would arrive from the Starsea.		For those who had already come of age, the PuffPost boxes by the door had been overflowing lately. From time to time, a floofy little gift would arrive from the Starsea.

	"Ms. Ellie, a floofy violin shouldn't break that easily, right? Shh... that lullaby is our little secret."~~<br>~~		"Ms. Ellie, a floofy violin shouldn't break that easily, right? Shh... that lullaby is our little secret."
	Matron Ellie smiled at the parcel. Even with one string missing, little Lynn would always go along with it, falling asleep with a grin to the off-key tune.		Matron Ellie smiled at the parcel. Even with one string missing, little Lynn would always go along with it, falling asleep with a grin to the off-key tune.

	"Cecily, the face-painted bread was so yummy! After eating it... your face'd get all painted too!"~~<br>~~		"Cecily, the face-painted bread was so yummy! After eating it... your face'd get all painted too!"
	Cecily of the Tulip family glanced at the bread plushie in the corner, thinking back to that camping trip with Lynn, when they burned the bread and secretly ate it all before anyone could see.		Cecily of the Tulip family glanced at the bread plushie in the corner, thinking back to that camping trip with Lynn, when they burned the bread and secretly ate it all before anyone could see.

	"Anna, remember when the clam snapped open and splashed us with mud? And there was nothing inside!"~~<br>~~		"Anna, remember when the clam snapped open and splashed us with mud? And there was nothing inside!"
	Anna, Medowlyn's old deskmate, carefully opened the floofy clam. This time, there were fluffy, giggling pearls inside.		Anna, Medowlyn's old deskmate, carefully opened the floofy clam. This time, there were fluffy, giggling pearls inside.

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	In the Starsea, a small figure walked on, eyes wide with wonder. Her once-cropped curls had begun to grow back, but this time, there was no need to keep them so carefully in check.		In the Starsea, a small figure walked on, eyes wide with wonder. Her once-cropped curls had begun to grow back, but this time, there was no need to keep them so carefully in check.
	~~<br>~~Imperfection... really isn't such a bad thing.		Imperfection... really isn't such a bad thing.

	The free wind could now run wild through every soft strand of her hair. And somewhere out there—~~<br>~~		The free wind could now run wild through every soft strand of her hair. And somewhere out there—
	''There must be even more beautiful memories waiting to be found, right?''		''There must be even more beautiful memories waiting to be found, right?''

	What a joy it will be... to tuck them away in floofy form.		What a joy it will be... to tuck them away in floofy form.
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 So that was it. It didn't have to be perfect, as long as the memory was happy.
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+|s4_title  = The Runaway Plushie from the Ball
 |s4_reward = 400
-|s4_text   =
+|s4_text   = "Surely this year's Golden Comb Award will go to Medowlyn of the Lucerne family, right?"<br>
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Kat at 23:34, 15 November 2025

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 At last, she landed on something soft &mdash; a cushion of floofy grass.
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+|s3_reward = 300
-|s3_text   =
+|s3_text   = "Where did such a big little kid come from?" Voices chirped from somewhere in the garden.
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-|s4_reward =
+|s4_reward = 400
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Shirra: this is s'pose to be a long dash

2025-11-15T23:22:49Z

this is s'pose to be a long dash

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	She had no idea how much time had passed. It felt like floating on clouds... Like a single feather drifting inside a downy pillow.<br>		She had no idea how much time had passed. It felt like floating on clouds... Like a single feather drifting inside a downy pillow.<br>
	At last, she landed on something soft — a cushion of floofy grass.		At last, she landed on something soft — a cushion of floofy grass.

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Shirra at 23:21, 15 November 2025

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	==Stories==		{{Neighbor Stories
	===Before the Ball, Every Strand in Place===		\|s1_title = Before the Ball, Every Strand in Place
	It was the day before Medowlyn's coming-of-age ceremony.<br>		\|s1_reward = 100
			\|s1_text = It was the day before Medowlyn's coming-of-age ceremony.<br>
	When the matrons pushed open the door, they found her diligently making the final preparations for the Coiffure Ball.<br>		When the matrons pushed open the door, they found her diligently making the final preparations for the Coiffure Ball.<br>
	As the tradition demanded, her hair was styled to perfection. Not a strand out of place. Not one too many, nor one too few.		As the tradition demanded, her hair was styled to perfection. Not a strand out of place. Not one too many, nor one too few.
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	She didn't notice, either, when a soft gurgling sound began to fill the room, as if something was quietly rolling somewhere nearby.		She didn't notice, either, when a soft gurgling sound began to fill the room, as if something was quietly rolling somewhere nearby.

	~~;Reward {{Item~~\|~~Dough\|x=100}}.~~		\|s2_title = Mischievous Yarn Balls!
			\|s2_reward = 200
	===Mischievous Yarn Balls!===		\|s2_text = At first, it was just a round, fuzzy little thing that rolled past her in a blur.<br>
	At first, it was just a round, fuzzy little thing that rolled past her in a blur.<br>
	Medowlyn paid it no mind. She figured it was just something her tired eyes had made up after staying away too long.<br>		Medowlyn paid it no mind. She figured it was just something her tired eyes had made up after staying away too long.<br>
	But then came another. And another. More yarn balls skittered in by the second!		But then came another. And another. More yarn balls skittered in by the second!
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	At last, she landed on something soft — a cushion of floofy grass.		At last, she landed on something soft — a cushion of floofy grass.

	~~;Reward {{Item~~\|~~Dough~~\|x=~~200~~}}.		\|s3_title =
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			===Mischievous Yarn Balls!===
			At first, it was just a round, fuzzy little thing that rolled past her in a blur.<br>
			Medowlyn paid it no mind. She figured it was just something her tired eyes had made up after staying away too long.<br>
			But then came another. And another. More yarn balls skittered in by the second!

			Before she could react, they had taken over the entire room. They crowded into every corner, gurgling as they bumped and bundled together, leaving a trail of chaos behind them!<br>
			Medowlyn stood frozen. She realized she couldn't find a single word to describe what she was seeing.

			The yarn balls, like mischievous sprites, rolled about as they snatched up the delicate hair accessories in the room, giving each other makeshift hats and mustaches...<br>
			Soon, they had turned into wobbly little creatures, decked out in hairpins and proud handlebar mustaches, doing their best to look like grown-ups!<br>
			Everything was a mess!

			Everything was a mess. Medowlyn tried to catch the unruly yarn balls, but they didn't give her the slightest chance.<br>
			One after another, the flung the window open and tumbled out, bouncing away in a chaotic stream.<br>
			They even took her entire set of fancy combs, scissors, and curling iron with them as they vanished from sight.

			Medowlyn rushed to the window and looked outside. Below was a sea of clouds, soft as a bed of cotton.<br>
			Without a second thought, she leapt after them.

			She had no idea how much time had passed. It felt like floating on clouds... Like a single feather drifting inside a downy pillow.<br>
			At last, she landed on something soft — a cushion of floofy grass.

			;Reward {{Item\|Dough\|x=200}}.

Shirra at 18:55, 14 November 2025

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	She didn't notice, either, when a soft gurgling sound began to fill the room, as if something was quietly rolling somewhere nearby.		She didn't notice, either, when a soft gurgling sound began to fill the room, as if something was quietly rolling somewhere nearby.

	;Reward {{Item\|Dough\|x=100}}./		;Reward {{Item\|Dough\|x=100}}.

Shirra at 18:54, 14 November 2025

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	She didn't notice, either, when a soft gurgling sound began to fill the room, as if something was quietly rolling somewhere nearby.		She didn't notice, either, when a soft gurgling sound began to fill the room, as if something was quietly rolling somewhere nearby.

			;Reward {{Item\|Dough\|x=100}}./