Provizora Parko v1.0.0

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Images disintegrate and recombine, tossed about in the corridors of your memory: You are running down an airport jetway, pushing a shopping cart. Your son and daughter, toddlers, are in the cart, wailing. It feels like you’ve been running for miles. There is a fire on one end of the jetway, and you have a bad feeling that you are [[running toward it.|1.1]]

You are in an elevator–that is also a ball pit? All of the balls have the faces of the portraits from your first solo exhibition. They giggle and bite you on the ass and thighs [[as the elevator plunges.|1.1.2]]

You are on a beach, tenderly burying another version of yourself in wet white sand. The you that’s being buried looks up and winks. On the horizon, a great wave gathers strength. Like the wave, you feel propelled somehow, like you are hurtling toward something solid and inevitable. Which is, you suppose, how you ended up [[here.|title]]

Gift Shop You are in a gift shop, where everything is bird themed: stuffed owls, parrot magnets, T-shirts with illustrations of the heads and beaks of Hawaiian honeycreepers. The cool air smells of plumeria and soap, and a bright piano tune tinkles out of the speakers. Lining one wall are refrigerator cases full of cold beverages. Bins, racks, and cubbies are arrayed around the counter and along the walls of the shop. Behind the counter stands a human-sized cat, clawing at the foil on a bottle of yakult. The [[cat|2.1 cat]] sips his yakult and follows you with his eyes.

<<silently>><<set $locationsunlocked = 1>><<set $visitedgiftshop = 1>><<endsilently>> Gift Shop //[[“OK.”|3.1]]//

Entrance Plaza You step into a bright plaza with a [[fountain|3.1 fountain]] in the center of it. Rainbow shower trees with sherbet-colored blossoms border the plaza and cast crisp shadows in the midmorning sun. Beside several crumbling stone benches are blue and white ceramic pots entombing the soft husks of long-dead palms. An elevator near the Gift Shop leads up to a rotating restaurant called the Aerie. On the opposite side of the Gift Shop, an overgrown aviary-lined corridor leads deeper into the park. The sky is light blue, fading to almost white where the treetops meet the sky. You occasionally hear a bird call–a repeated sequence of three piercing notes–but you don't see a single bird. <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Gift Shop|2.1.3]] | [[Restaurant|4.1]] | [[Corridor|5.1]]

The Aerie Above the elevator is a sign that says, in cursive, “The Aerie.” There’s only one button: [[up.|4.1.1]] [[A faded menu|4.1 menu]] is posted on the wall. <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' <<if $locationsunlocked is 1>>[[Entrance Plaza|3.1.1]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 2>>[[Entrance Plaza|3.2]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 3>>[[Entrance Plaza|3.3]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 4>>[[Entrance Plaza|3.4]]<<endif>>

Corridor As you step into the shaded corridor, the temperature drops noticeably. Damp rises from the ground and curls around your ankles. On either side of the path are narrow aviaries being swiftly consumed by banana poka vines and banyan roots. Instead of live birds, each aviary contains a grotesque sculpture that appears to be made of glass. Beyond the aviaries, the path splits in two, the left fork leading to the Flamingo Lagoon, and the right fork to the Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre. It looks like no one has been here in a very long time. <center>[[Aviary One: The Substitute|5.1.1]] [[Aviary Two: The Gluttonous Priest|5.1.2]] [[Aviary Three: The Wrathful Spirit|5.1.3]] [[Aviary Four: The One Who Passes Between Worlds|5.1.4]]</center> <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Entrance Plaza|3.1]] | <<if $visitedamphitheatre is 0>>[[Amphitheatre|6.1]]<<else>>[[Amphitheatre|6.2]]<<endif>> | <<if $visitedlagoon is 0>>[[Flamingo Lagoon|7.1]]<<else>>[[Flamingo Lagoon|7.2]]<<endif>>

The Aerie "Do you hear that, Missus? It’s the sound of the earth spinning. Just spinning and spinning and spinning," Wicker says dreamily. "I’d like to spin like that, forever and forever, until I just disappear completely. <<if $locationsunlocked is 2>>[[Wouldn’t that be grand?|3.2]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 3>>[[Wouldn’t that be grand?|3.3]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 4>>[[Wouldn’t that be grand?|3.4]]<<endif>>"

Entrance Plaza A late afternoon shower spatters the hot concrete. The sound of cooing zebra doves bounces off the slick surfaces. In a patch of sky beyond the reach of the clouds, a full moon rises. In the [[fountain|3.3 fountain]], needle-thin raindrops sizzle on the surface of the water. <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Gift Shop|2.3]] | <<if $visitedrestaurant is 0>>[[Restaurant|4.1]]<<else>>[[Restaurant|4.2]]<<endif>> | [[Corridor|5.3]]

Entrance Plaza The setting sun casts the shower trees in silhouette and tints the clouds orange. Somewhere unseen, night blooming flowers are opening. The cooling air carries with it the scent of tuberose and mulch. Deep within the forest, roosting mynahs and parakeets screech, but there are still no birds in sight. Closer to you, insects begin to sing. If you were home right now, you’d be starting the rice. But that life, that you, feels further and further away. The potted palm beside you [[clears its throat.|3.5]]

Entrance Plaza You shield your eyes from the noontime sun. The sky is a murky blue. No planes cross it, no clouds, and still, no birds. Perhaps, somewhere deep in the underbrush, beetles are marching across rotting leaves. A lizard is touching its tongue to a puddle of water. But out here, the world holds its breath. Beads of sweat form on your forehead and neck. The only sound is the trickling of the [[fountain|3.2 fountain]]. <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Gift Shop|2.2]] | <<if $visitedrestaurant is 0>>[[Restaurant|4.1]]<<else>>[[Restaurant|4.2]]<<endif>> | [[Corridor|5.2]]

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre You step into an open-air amphitheatre where rows of rusty benches are arranged in a semicircle around the stage. The huge canvas sails that once shaded the audience are rotted through in many places. The tattered edges flap in the breeze. On the stage is a man in a Panama hat and a gaudy aloha shirt, [[tossing fruit at an empty bird perch.|6.1.1]]

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre <<print either("The man in the aloha shirt digs his ear with his pinky and examines it, frowning. The pile of apples now occupies half the stage. ", "You can hear the man’s voice from outside the amphitheatre: 'Repeat after me, Baby. Can you say I love you? I love you, Baby! I love you!' Yeah. You’re not going in there again.")>> <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' <<if $locationsunlocked is 2>>[[Corridor|5.2]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 3>>[[Corridor|5.3]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 4>>[[Corridor|5.4]]<<endif>>

Flamingo Lagoon Despite the name, you don’t see a single flamingo here. You don’t even see a lagoon. Instead, you see a wide, lagoon-shaped mat of pale green moss, with boulders piled in the center, forming an [[island|7.1 boulders1]]. Sedges and ferns bordering the lagoon rustle in the breeze. <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' <<if $locationsunlocked is 1>>[[Corridor|5.1]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 2>>[[Corridor|5.2]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 3>>[[Corridor|5.3]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 4>>[[Corridor|5.4]]<<endif>>

Flamingo Lagoon <<if $locationsunlocked is 3>>Rain on the lagoon whispers pleasantly. <<else>><<print either("A slight breeze ruffles the surface of the water. At the water’s edge, black tadpoles twitch.", "The sun lines the boulders’ edges in gold. Across the lagoon, they appear remote, ancient.", "The moss that covered the lagoon has dissipated. Dead bugs and flower petals cling to the surface of the water, twisting this way and that as minnows dart around beneath them.")>><<endif>> <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' <<if $locationsunlocked is 2>>[[Corridor|5.2]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 3>>[[Corridor|5.3]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 4>>[[Corridor|5.4]]<<endif>>

The Aerie Above the elevator is a sign that says, in cursive, “The Aerie.” There’s only one button: [[up.|4.2.1]] [[A faded menu|4.1 menu]] is posted on the wall. <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' <<if $locationsunlocked is 2>>[[Entrance Plaza|3.2]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 3>>[[Entrance Plaza|3.3]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 4>>[[Entrance Plaza|3.4]]<<endif>>

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre “Hey Baby!” //[[“What.”|6.1.2]]//

Corridor Sunlight dances on the path, which is carpeted with layers upon layers of exploded figs. In the heat and humidity, the sugar sculptures are beginning to sweat, the beads of moisture hardening into tiny pimples. <center>[[Aviary One: The Substitute|5.2.1]] [[Aviary Two: The Gluttonous Priest|5.2.2]] [[Aviary Three: The Wrathful Spirit|5.2.3]] [[Aviary Four: The One Who Passes Between Worlds|5.2.4]]</center> <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Entrance Plaza|3.2]] | <<if $visitedamphitheatre is 0>>[[Amphitheatre|6.1]]<<else>>[[Amphitheatre|6.2]]<<endif>> | <<if $visitedlagoon is 0>>[[Flamingo Lagoon|7.1]]<<else>>[[Flamingo Lagoon|7.2]]<<endif>>

Corridor You duck into the corridor, but the banyan tree provides surprisingly little protection from the rain. The moisture releases all kinds of smells from deep within the park, the most pronounced of which are bird shit and rotting guavas. <center>[[Aviary One: The Substitute|5.3.1]] [[Aviary Two: The Gluttonous Priest|5.3.2]] [[Aviary Three: The Wrathful Spirit|5.3.3]] [[Aviary Four: The One Who Passes Between Worlds|5.3.4]]</center> <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Entrance Plaza|3.3]] | <<if $visitedamphitheatre is 0>>[[Amphitheatre|6.1]]<<else>>[[Amphitheatre|6.2]]<<endif>> | <<if $visitedlagoon is 0>>[[Flamingo Lagoon|7.1]]<<else>>[[Flamingo Lagoon|7.2]]<<endif>>

<<silently>><<set $visitedgiftshop = 0>> <<set $visitedrestaurant = 0>> <<set $visitedamphitheatre = 0>> <<set $visitedlagoon = 0>> <<set $locationsunlocked = 0>> <<set $endgiftshop = 0>> <<set $endrestaurant = 0>> <<set $endamphitheatre = 0>> <<set $endlagoon = 0>> <<set $hostile = 0>> <<set $endgame = 0>><</silently>> <img src="PP10.jpg" width="75%" height="75%"> by Dawn Sueoka [[start|2.1]] [[content warnings]] [[credits|8.2]]

Gift Shop As soon as you step into the air-conditioned gift shop, your sweat begins evaporating. You feel chilled. [[Yakult|2.2.1]] is staring at a half-folded pile of pastel polo shirts with toucans embroidered above the chest pocket. The [[refrigerator cases|2.2 cases]] hum. <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Entrance Plaza|3.2]]

Gift Shop Water drips from stained ceiling tiles into a plastic bucket set out in the middle of the store. [[Yakult|2.3.1]] is moving baskets of umbrellas and rain ponchos to the counter. The [[refrigerator cases|2.2 cases]] hum. A romantic piano tune is playing. <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Entrance Plaza|3.3]]

Gift Shop The gift shop contains a predictable assortment of overpriced sundries and branded merchandise. Lining one wall are [[refrigerator cases|2.1.2 cases]] full of cold beverages. Bins, racks, and cubbies are arrayed around the counter and along the walls of the shop. [[Glass doors|2.1 cat2]] lead out to the park.

Aviary one: The Substitute This sculpture depicts a rooster, head thrown back, spurs out, and wings magnificently spread. Thick cast-sugar flames billow around it. You can see through the flames to the back of the aviary, where vines are strangling a coiled hose and 5 gallon bucket. Read the [[label.|5.0.1]] [[Return.|5.1.5]]

Aviary two: The Gluttonous Priest This sculpture depicts two halves of an egg. Emerging from the egg is a fat, bald priest, with bulging eyes and flared nostrils. He wears an expression of immense satisfaction. Read the [[label.|5.0.2]] [[Return.|5.1.5]]

Aviary three: The Wrathful Spirit This sculpture, which hangs from a steel cable, depicts an emaciated frigatebird, with wings outstretched, beak open, and webbed feet tucked close to its body. Spun sugar hair hangs from its wings. It looks more like a skeleton than a bird. Read the [[label.|5.0.3]] [[Return.|5.1.5]]

Aviary four: The One Who Passes Between Worlds Aerial roots of a banyan tree appear to have plunged through the top of this aviary, mangling and tearing the wire enclosure. This sculpture depicts two standing storks, mirror images of one another, joined at the beak. Read the [[label.|5.0.4]] [[Return.|5.1.5]]

Aviary one: The Substitute Sunlight glints through the rooster’s body. Its wings have softened and folded downward like cloth napkins. The previously well-defined feathers have melded into a smooth sheet, pocked with dried leaves and twigs. Read the [[label.|5.0.1]] [[Return.|5.2]]

Aviary two: The Gluttonous Priest On the surface of the egg and on the priest’s bald head, beads of condensation have formed, then hardened–then melted and expanded, giving both egg and priest the appearance of being afflicted with a pox. Read the [[label.|5.0.2]] [[Return.|5.2]]

Aviary three: The Wrathful Spirit The skull–the heaviest part of the sculpture–hangs precariously from the now elongated neck. This pitches the bird’s body downward, like it is about to plunge into the concrete. The spun sugar hair has detached from the wings, and clings to the aviary wall. Read the [[label.|5.0.3]] [[Return.|5.2]]

Aviary four: The One Who Passes Between Worlds The storks’ heads droop in the heat. The birds now appear to bow to one another, their beaks pointed at the ground, their foreheads nearly touching. Read the [[label.|5.0.4]] [[Return.|5.2]]

Aviary one: The Substitute The rooster’s wings have separated from its body and are slowly spreading on the concrete. In the gentle rain, the banana poka flowers hanging from the top of the aviary look like pink lanterns bobbing in the wind. Read the [[label.|5.0.1]] [[Return.|5.3.5]]

Aviary two: The Gluttonous Priest The egg shells are filling with rain. Inside, you can see trapped ants and flies, some with their legs and wings still twitching. Dead and dying ants have made it halfway up the priest's back. Read the [[label.|5.0.2]] [[Return.|5.3.5]]

Aviary three: The Wrathful Spirit The bird’s spine, the only part of the sculpture that remains intact, dangles from the steel cable. On the ground the skull slowly melts. A fluorescent green anole pauses in a partially collapsed eye socket, puffing out its throat Read the [[label.|5.0.3]] [[Return.|5.3.5]]

Aviary four: The One Who Passes Between Worlds Thanks to the afternoon rain, both storks have folded forward and fused at the head. Together, they look like a bridge or a table, sugar water pooled between them like drool. Read the [[label.|5.0.4]] [[Return.|5.3.5]]

''THE SUBSTITUTE, 1978'' //Blown and cast sugar// An old woman lived alone near the bank of a river, which, along with a small garden and a few animals, provided everything she needed. One day, the woman heard distant bellowing. A band of ogres on the opposite bank was preparing to cross the river. The old woman despaired. “If the ogres cross the river, they will skin me alive, make a necklace of my teeth, and roast my flesh on a spit!” she cried. Just then, a rooster spoke. “Let me help you,” said the rooster. “This body is only a substitute for my true form.” With that the rooster fell over, dead. In the same moment, a great fire roared up on the opposite side of the river and burned the ogres to death. <<if $locationsunlocked is 1>>[[Return.|5.1.1]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 2>>[[Return.|5.2.1]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 3>>[[Return.|5.3.1]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 4>>[[Return.|5.4.1]]<<endif>>

''THE GLUTTONOUS PRIEST, 1982'' //Blown and cast sugar// A gluttonous priest consumed the food and wine that had been set out for the dead. Soon after, he became constipated. His belly grew so big, it looked as though it would burst. His breath smelled like shit. His teeth turned to porridge. Then, one afternoon, after hours of miserable straining, something popped out of his asshole. It was a bright blue egg. The egg hatched, and out came another priest. The second priest immediately devoured the first. Then, the second priest laid an egg, out of which hatched a third priest, who devoured the second. And so on and so forth, forever and ever. <<if $locationsunlocked is 1>>[[Return.|5.1.2]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 2>>[[Return.|5.2.2]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 3>>[[Return.|5.3.2]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 4>>[[Return.|5.4.2]]<<endif>>

''THE WRATHFUL SPIRIT, 1981'' //Blown, cast, and spun sugar// A great frigatebird was so hideous that no tree gave her shelter in its branches, and no island beckoned her to its shores, so repulsed were they by her thin, hairy wings, and her fearsome countenance (it looked like her eye sockets were trying to squeeze her eyeballs out of her skull). Even the ocean refused to let her rest upon its surface. Unable to eat or drink or sleep, she wanders endlessly among the clouds. If you happen to see her dragging her carcass through the sky, you must immediately plug your ears with whatever is available, like shit or kelp or cereal. Her furious wail is so deadly that if you hear it, you will be instantly turned to sand and swept away by the wind. <<if $locationsunlocked is 1>>[[Return.|5.1.3]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 2>>[[Return.|5.2.3]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 3>>[[Return.|5.3.3]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 4>>[[Return.|5.4.3]]<<endif>>

''THE ONE WHO PASSES BETWEEN WORLDS, 1984'' //Blown and cast sugar// Every evening, a stork would peer into a lake looking for fish and shrimp to eat. One night, under the full moon, her shadow spoke to her from the bottom of the lake. “Come join me at the bottom of the lake. But you must pluck out your eyes first. You will not need them any longer.” So the stork plucked out her eyes and passed into the world beneath the surface. Only a few drops of blood remained on the water, but soon they, too, disappeared. <<if $locationsunlocked is 1>>[[Return.|5.1.4]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 2>>[[Return.|5.2.4]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 3>>[[Return.|5.3.4]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 4>>[[Return.|5.4.4]]<<endif>>

<<silently>><<set $endgiftshop = 1>><<endsilently>> Gift Shop The lights in the gift shop are off, all except for the [[refrigerator cases,|2.5.1]] which glow eerily. A repetitive piano tune is playing. You don’t see Yakult, but you hear the sound of a vacuum at the far end of the shop.

<<silently>><<set $endrestaurant = 1>><<endsilently>> The Aerie Someone screams. You look up and see flames through the glass of the Aerie. The restaurant is on fire! You run toward it, but before you get there, it explodes, [[knocking you unconscious.|4.3.1]]

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre You enter the amphitheatre. The man in the aloha shirt turns to you. “Here, Baby, catch!” he shouts, pitching an apple cube at your face. You open your beak, and [[down the hatch it goes!|6.3.1]]

<<silently>><<set $endlagoon = 1>><<endsilently>> Flamingo Lagoon The baggage claim is empty. The [[carousel|7.3.1]] is already moving.

<<silently>><<set $endgame = 1>><<endsilently>> <center>''OTHER ENDINGS''</center> <center><<if $endgiftshop is 0>>[[The Substitute|2.5]]<<else>>The Substitute<<endif>> <<if $endamphitheatre is 0>>[[The Gluttonous Priest|6.3]]<<else>>The Gluttonous Priest<<endif>> <<if $endrestaurant is 0>>[[The Wrathful Spirit|4.3]]<<else>>The Wrathful Spirit<<endif>> <<if $endlagoon is 0>>[[The One Who Passes Between Worlds|7.3]]<<else>>The One Who Passes Between Worlds<<endif>></center> <center>[[Credits|8.2]]</center>

Credits //Provizora Parko// was created for [[Spring Thing 2024.|https://www.springthing.net/2024/]] AI was not (knowingly) used in the making of this game. It was inspired by the animated film //[[Ñokto de la Galaksia Fervojo/Night on the Galactic Railroad|https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0089206/]]//, and by [[Paradise Park|https://www.hawaiinewsnow.com/2021/06/03/manoa-neighborhood-board-supports-public-acquisition-of-paradise-park-land/]] in Mānoa. It uses [[Chapel’s fading macro set.|https://twinelab.net/custom-macros-for-sugarcube-2/#/]] The lines “Six mirrors keep staring at each other,” “Those crêpes were exquisite,” “I believe we’re going to get even more involved,” “But where is it for God’s sake,” and “The fountain is flowing” are from the poem “Lundi Rue Christine” by Guillaume Apollinaire (trans. LeRoy C. Breunig). “Fuck You Aloha I Love You” is a reference to Juliana Spahr’s book of the same name, and to the discussion of this sentiment in Stephanie Nohelani Teves’s //Defiant Indigeneity: The Politics of Hawaiian Performance.// Thank you to beta testers Tabitha and KA Tan for their invaluable feedback. Listen to [[Yakultʻs gift shop playlist.|https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLHZmVJjini5NNSYVb5TM6GLdVnyi3flyb]] You can find more of my work [[here.|https://lavieenmeow.blog/]] Thank you for playing :)! <<if $endgame is 1>>Replay from [[prologue|Start]] or [[title page.|title]]<<else>>[[Return.|title]]<<endif>>

Gift Shop "Welcome Guest! To! Provizora Parko!" he shouts. //“What’s wrong with you.”// “I’m sorry,” he replies. “It’s just–you’re the first person who’s come through the shop in a long time.” //[[“Tsk. You remind me of my son when he was your age.”|2.1.2]]//

Gift Shop As you head toward the doors, you glance at the cat’s nametag. It’s blank. //Weird. [[“I will call you Yakult.”|2.1 cat3]]//

Gift Shop The cat smiles. “Can I call you … Auntie?” //[[“Tsk.”|2.1.1]]//

Gift Shop Yakult is wedging stuffed toucans into a wicker basket. An easy-listening tune is playing. <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Entrance Plaza|3.1]]

Entrance Plaza At the base of the fountain, dead leaves and dried petals decompose. At its center is a copper tern poised to take flight. Most of the bird’s patina is obscured by algae and mineral deposits, and part of one wing is missing. Water dribbles out of its beak and down the left side of its body. [[Return.|3.1.1]]

Gift Shop Fluorescent lights on either side of the door flicker and buzz. The case is fully stocked with candy-colored bottles and cans, but you don’t recognize any of the brands: <<print either("Mystery", "Clammy", "Doze")>>, <<print either("Shadow", "Bebe", "Looper", "BLAND")>>, <<print either("Riddle", "Dreadful", "Widow")>>, <<print either("Drift", "Wicker", "Tricky")>>. [[Return.|2.1.2]]

Entrance Plaza The smell of petroleum blooms from the surface of the water. The copper tern gapes at the blank sky. [[Return.|3.2]]

Entrance Plaza The fountain pump wheezes and heaves, causing water to sputter intermittently out of the tern’s beak. [[Return.|3.3]]

Flamingo Lagoon You take a few steps toward the boulders and find yourself ankle-deep in water. Midges, disturbed by your footsteps, spring from the surface of the water and swarm furiously around your calves. The [[island|7.1 boulders2]] is just a little bit further.

Flamingo Lagoon You reach the island and notice, hidden among the water-stained boulders, a passageway with an [[escalator leading down underneath the lagoon.|7.1 airport0]]

Flamingo Lagoon “Passengers on flight 49 from San Francisco may claim their belongings at [[carousel 4|7.1 airport1]],” says a voice over the PA.

Flamingo Lagoon The luggage carousel starts moving. The crowd shifts, and [[falls silent.|7.1 airport3]]

Flamingo Lagoon One by one, items begin coming down the ramp. But they’re not suitcases; they’re masks. [[Masks with the faces of birds.|7.1 airport4]]

Flamingo Lagoon You approach the doors, but they remain closed. You can’t see what’s on the other side. [[Return.|7.1 airport1]]

Flamingo Lagoon People gather around a luggage carousel. Most are alone, a few are in small groups. The carousel is not moving. Behind the carousel are [[sliding glass doors.|7.1 doors1]] Information flashes across a [[CRT monitor.|7.1 monitor]] You observe the crowd: <<linkreplace "two people in matching orange aloha shirts" t8n>>"It’s just one piece of glass separating us from all that’s down there."<</linkreplace>> * <<linkreplace "a teenager smiling at the pet carrier" t8n>>“Boy or girl?”<</linkreplace>> * <<linkreplace "a woman holding a pet carrier" t8n>>“Girl. This is Maple.”<</linkreplace>> * <<linkreplace "a sneering man wearing a blue sweater" t8n>>(Slow fart)<</linkreplace>> * <<linkreplace "a tall person wearing a backward baseball cap that says PLANTS" t8n>>“I was telling my dad, I’m getting kind of overwhelmed with the oldness of it all.”<</linkreplace>> * <<linkreplace "a teenager with a fuzzy pink blanket wrapped around their shoulders" t8n>>(Sighs)<</linkreplace>> * <<linkreplace "a person bobbing their head to their walkman" t8n>>“I’m still discovering what a ‘soul’ is.”<</linkreplace>> * <<linkreplace "a young man with greasy black hair and never-washed jeans" t8n>>“Six mirrors keep staring at each other.”<</linkreplace>> * <<linkreplace "a woman fiddling with the clasp on her purse and shifting her weight from one leg to the other" t8n>>(Lights a cigarette)<</linkreplace>> * <<linkreplace "a heavyset man leaning on a walker" t8n>>(Clears throat)<</linkreplace>> * <<linkreplace "a sunburnt person wearing board shorts and a T-shirt that says Hang Loose" t8n>>“Those crêpes were exquisite.”<</linkreplace>> * <<linkreplace "a man with a mesh shirt and a very intense perm" t8n>>“I believe we’re going to get even more involved.”<</linkreplace>> * <<linkreplace "a teenager in a school uniform packing cigarettes" t8n>>“Were you freaking out?”<</linkreplace>> * <<linkreplace "a middle-aged woman massaging her temples" t8n>>“But where is it for God’s sake.”<</linkreplace>> * <<linkreplace "a person extricating themselves from a thick wool turtleneck" t8n>>“The fountain is flowing.”<</linkreplace>> * //[[Yawn.|7.1 airport2]]// <<timed 35s>><<goto "7.1 airport2">><</timed>>

The Aerie You step out of the elevator into the center of a circular restaurant with 360-degree floor-to-ceiling windows. At one time, diners must have looked out far beyond the treetops, to the world beyond the park–and the world beyond that. But the rainbow eucalyptus trees have long since outgrown the restaurant. All you can see in the splintered light are splotchy trunks and branches. There are a few tables and chairs where you would expect them to be, but most of the furniture has been haphazardly piled up next to a white baby grand piano. Teenagers in school uniforms are [[draped over the furniture.|4.1.2]]

The Aerie Hors d'Oeuvres Escargots 3.25 Celery hearts and olives 1.35 Asparagus spears with hollandaise 1.85 Soup and Salad House salad .85 Crab "louie" 2.35 Clam chowder .65 French onion soup 1.00 Entrées Roast "prime" rib of beef, au jus 8.00 Sweet-and-sour pineapple pork stir-fry 5.00 Quiche lorraine 3.65 Shrimp scampi 4.65 Dessert Cherries jubilee 3.00 Baked Alaska 2.35 Bananas foster 3.00 //<<if $visitedrestaurant is 0>>[[Classy.|4.1]]<<elseif $visitedrestaurant is 1>>[[Return.|4.2]]<<endif>>//

<<silently>><<set $locationsunlocked to $locationsunlocked + 1>><<set $visitedlagoon = 1>><<endsilently>> Flamingo Lagoon <<timed 2s t8n>><<linkreplace "A mask with the face of a tern." t8n>>A person in a crisp white dress puts the mask on and disappears through the sliding glass doors.<</linkreplace>> <<next>><<linkreplace "A mask with the face of a heron." t8n>>A woman who takes small, tentative steps puts the mask on and disappears through the sliding glass doors.<</linkreplace>> <<next>><<linkreplace "A mask with the face of a nightingale." t8n>>A teenager in a tracksuit puts the mask on and disappears through the sliding glass doors.<</linkreplace>> <<next>><<linkreplace "A mask with the face of a pheasant." t8n>>A man strides up to the carousel, pops the mask on his face, and disappears through the sliding glass doors.<</linkreplace>> <<next>><<linkreplace "A mask with the face of a swift." t8n>>A child puts the mask on and disappears through the sliding glass doors.<</linkreplace>> <<next>><<linkreplace "A mask with the face of a kingfisher." t8n>>A man with a cane rests the cane on the carousel, puts the mask on, and disappears through the sliding glass doors. You hear the receding shuffling of his house slippers. <</linkreplace>> <<next>><<linkreplace "A mask with the face of a pelican." t8n>>A person in a pink seersucker suit tucks their hair behind their ears, puts the mask on, and disappears through the sliding doors.<</linkreplace>> <<next>><<linkreplace "A mask with the face of a falcon." t8n>>A young person ties their hair in a ponytail, puts the mask on, and disappears through the sliding doors.<</linkreplace>> <<next>><<linkreplace "A mask with the face of an albatross." t8n>>A woman puts the mask on, takes off her heels, and disappears through the sliding doors.<</linkreplace>> <<next>>//[[Enough.|7.2]]// <</timed>>

The Aerie <<if $locationsunlocked is 3>>Rain batters the glass. The humidity settles around you like a blanket. The teenagers, as it happens, are all asleep.<<else>>Passing clouds cause the room to darken, then lighten slightly, before falling into shadow again, as though the light itself were breathing. The teenagers move about the restaurant with a kind of dreamy heaviness, like they are swimming through honey. Nobody seems interested in talking to you.<<endif>> <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' <<if $locationsunlocked is 2>>[[Entrance Plaza|3.2]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 3>>[[Entrance Plaza|3.3]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 4>>[[Entrance Plaza|3.4]]<<endif>>

The Aerie <<linkreplace "One sits cross-legged on the floor, resting her forehead against the glass. " t8n>>"Oh, excuse me, Missus. I’m Mystery."<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Another slouches in a chair, one arm thrown over her eyes." t8n>>"Hi Missus, I’m Tricky."<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Another sits at the baby grand piano playing a few melancholy bars over and over again." t8n>>"What does it feel like to die, Missus?"<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Another lies on her stomach underneath the piano, practicing the French words on the menu." t8n>>"What does it feel like to fall in love?"<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Another hums to herself, while absently sucking on the end of her ponytail." t8n>>"Do you think Wicker loves me?"<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Another weeps." t8n>>"Why do I remember every single time I’ve drowned!"<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Another walks heel-toe along the window, round and round." t8n>>"I’m Riddle, Missus, ever so pleased to meet you!"<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Another tears a menu into strips and braids the strips into her hair." t8n>>"Oh please don’t leave us, Missus!"<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Another lies on the ground, staring at the ceiling." t8n>>"Missus, do you ever pretend that the ceiling is the ground and the ground is the sky?"<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Another circles the room, patting each of the other teenagers on the head." t8n>>"Duck, duck, duck, duck–oh hi, Missus, I’m Bebe."<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "Another peers at you from behind a wall of upside-down rocks glasses." t8n>>"If only we could see the world through the eyes of another creature…"<</linkreplace>> //[[Weird.|4.1.3]]//

Entrance Plaza “Good evening. Guest?’” //Tsk. There’s a speaker hidden in the pot.// “The park will be closing in 15 minutes. All guests must exit this … realm. So, um, please. [[Listen carefully?|3.6]]”

Entrance Plaza “Please answer this one question as honestly as you can: how have you lived this life?” <center><<if $hostile is 2>>==as the Substitute==<<else>>[[as the Substitute|2.5]]<<endif>> [[as the Gluttonous Priest|6.3]] [[as the Wrathful Spirit|4.3]] [[as the One Who Passes Between Worlds|7.3]]</center> “That is all. Thank you? For visiting Provizora Parko. At any rate … I’m glad you were here.”

Corridor The rain has passed, and the light is quickly fading. Beneath the aviaries, water trickles through concealed pipes. <center>[[Aviary One: The Substitute|5.4.1]] [[Aviary Two: The Gluttonous Priest|5.4.2]] [[Aviary Three: The Wrathful Spirit|5.4.3]] [[Aviary Four: The One Who Passes Between Worlds|5.4.4]]</center> <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Entrance Plaza|3.4]] | <<if $visitedamphitheatre is 0>>[[Amphitheatre|6.1]]<<else>>[[Amphitheatre|6.2]]<<endif>> | <<if $visitedlagoon is 0>>[[Flamingo Lagoon|7.1]]<<else>>[[Flamingo Lagoon|7.2]]<<endif>>

Aviary one: The Substitute The flames have melted into nubs; the rooster is a hunched blob. On the ground, ants silently gather at the edges of the puddles, sucking on the sugar water. Read the [[label.|5.0.1]] [[Return.|5.4]]

Aviary two: The Gluttonous Priest The egg shells did not “break” so much as soften and unfurl. Sugar water dribbles from the shells and pools on the concrete. Huge, shiny miconia leaves press against the wire cage, straining to get in. Read the [[label.|5.0.2]] [[Return.|5.4]]

Aviary three: The Wrathful Spirit The sculpture has almost completely melted. The few remaining chunks of sugar drift toward a drain, carried along by a leisurely river of syrup. You hear a rustle, and out of the corner of your eye, see a mongoose tail disappear into a clump of false staghorn ferns. Read the [[label.|5.0.3]] [[Return.|5.4]]

You open the door to the case. Instead of a few racks of beverages, the door opens into a vast refrigerated warehouse, with pallets of yakult stacked to the sky and extending back as far as you can see. You [[step into the case.|2.5.2]]

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Gift Shop You step out of the refrigerator case and into the gift shop. The cool air smells like passion fruit tea; a jaunty piano tune tinkles out of the speakers. [[Yakult is gone.|2.5.4]]

Gift Shop You walk up to the register and see a blank nametag and a [[note.|2.5.5]]

Gift Shop //Thank you, Auntie. Please be nice to the guests, okay? See ya around :). xo, Yakult// <center>[[The end|8.1]]</center>

<<fadein 3s>>[[You sleep.|4.3.2]]<</fadein>>

<<fadein 3s>>[[And you dream some more.|4.3.4]]<</fadein>>

You feel the sun’s warmth on your neck, and [[open your eyes.|4.3.5]]

Far below you is the Aerie, its glass windows shattered. You [[stretch your wings.|4.3.6]]

In the surrounding trees, one crow calls out. <<fadein 2s>>Another crow answers.<</fadein>> <<fadein 2s 4s>>Then another.<</fadein>> <<fadein 2s 6s>>And another.<</fadein>> <<fadein 2s 8s>>And another.<</fadein>> <center>[[The end|8.1]]</center>

<<fadein 3s>>[[And you dream.|4.3.3]]<</fadein>>

Flamingo Lagoon A single mask comes down. The carousel stops when the mask is in front of you. It is a mask with the face of <<textbox "$mask" "a crow">> [[Very well.|7.3.2]]

Flamingo Lagoon A mask with the face of a $mask. [[You put it on.|7.3.3]]

Flamingo Lagoon Taking a deep breath, you step through the sliding doors, ready for whatever comes next. <center>[[The end|8.1]]</center>

Gift Shop Frost accumulates in the corners of the glass. The case is fully stocked with candy-colored bottles and cans, but you don’t recognize any of the brands: <<print either("Mystery", "Clammy", "Doze")>>, <<print either("Shadow", "Bebe", "Looper", "BLAND")>>, <<print either("Riddle", "Dreadful", "Widow")>>, <<print either("Drift", "Wicker", "Tricky")>>. <<if $locationsunlocked is 2>>[[Return|2.2]]<<else>>[[Return|2.3]]<<endif>>

Gift Shop “Can I ask you something, Auntie?” //[[“OK.”|2.3.2]]//

Gift Shop “Do you ever feel nervous or scared sometimes? Like, for no reason?” //[[“Sometimes.”|2.3.2.1]] [[“No.”|2.3.2.2]] [[“No, but my son did.”|2.3.2.3]]//

Gift Shop “What do you do to feel better?” //“Build someplace peaceful in your mind. [[Go there to rest.|3.3]]”//

<<silently>><<set $hostile to $hostile + 1>><<endsilently>> Gift Shop “Oh, [[okay.|3.3]]”

Gift Shop “What did you do to make him feel better?” //“Build someplace peaceful in your mind. [[Go there to rest.|3.3]]”//

Aviary four: The One Who Passes Between Worlds Almost nothing remains of the sculpture but puddles of sugar water that darken the roots of the banyan tree. All around the aviary, green and burgundy miconia leaves shiver in the breeze. Read the [[label.|5.0.4]] [[Return.|5.4]]

<<silently>><<set $locationsunlocked to $locationsunlocked + 1>><<set $visitedrestaurant = 1>><<endsilently>> The Aerie <<linkreplace "//Where are your parents.//" t8n>>"Oh, who cares about them? Perhaps none of us ever had any parents. Perhaps our mothers were birds. Why don’t you be our mom, Missus? What do you say?"<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "//What do you eat.//" t8n>>"Why, cherries jubilee, of course! There’s not much here, as you can see, but curiously, we do seem to have an abundance of kirsch and matches."<</linkreplace>> <<linkreplace "//Something’s burning.//" t8n>>"Oh, that must be Widow. I’m afraid she’s gotten one of her dreadful notions again. She’s probably in the kitchen boiling rats. Or making ants march across the griddle." Mystery shudders. <</linkreplace>> Tree branches [[squeal|4.1 end]] as they drag across the glass windows.

Gift Shop //“Yoohoo. Earth to Yakult.”// “Hm?” //[[“What would you be doing if you weren’t here.”|2.2.2]]//

Gift Shop He doesn’t hesitate. “Working on my moped in the parking lot of my mom’s building. What about you?” //[[“Dancing.”|2.2.3]] [[“Working in my studio with Days of Our Lives on in the background.”|2.2.3]] [[“I– I can’t remember anymore.”|2.2.3]] [[“Tsk. Why do you ask Auntie such stupid questions.”|2.2.4]]//

Gift Shop Yakult is folding pastel polo shirts with toucans embroidered above the chest pocket, and humming along to music that could best be described as "adult contemporary." The refrigerator cases hum. <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Entrance Plaza|3.2]]

<<silently>><<set $hostile to $hostile + 1>><<endsilently>> Gift Shop Yakult is folding pastel polo shirts with toucans embroidered above the chest pocket, and humming along to music that could best be described as "adult contemporary." The refrigerator cases hum. <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Entrance Plaza|3.2]]

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre “No, not you, Sweetheart. Baby, that’s the name of my bird. See, isn’t she pretty?” He tosses an apple cube at the empty bird perch. It lands on a waist-high pile of apple cubes. “Hey Baby, c’mere Baby. She does everything I say. She even talks, see? Aloha! I love you! Say I love you, Baby! Aloha, I love you!” //[[“There’s no bird there, stupid.”|6.1.3]]//

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre “What are you, fricken’ blind or something?” He tosses another apple cube at the perch. At the base of the apple pile, maggots squirm in a widening puddle of cloudy apple liquid. “Hey, you remind me of someone. My ex-wife? Or maybe my other ex-wife, ha ha ha! Oh, man. Me and Baby, we crack each other up, don’t we, Baby? Talking to ourselves, talking to the universe. Picking up messages from ‘the great beyond,’ you know what I mean? You wouldn’t believe the kind of nonsense we hear, bleeding into this world from other worlds. You know, lonely hearts shit, people complaining about undelivered packages. Toe jams. Aliens. You’d better pay attention, Sweetheart. I mean, who knows how many other realities are out there, right? In another world, maybe [[I’m the bird and she’s the asshole.|6.1.4]] Ha ha ha ha!”

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre “Did I blow your mind right there? Okay, here’s one: three assholes walk into a bar. Oh hey, speaking of which. I’m trying to get Baby to smoke a cigarette. Wouldn’t that be a killer? Hey buddy, got a light? Baby, say Hey buddy, got a light? Repeat after me. Say I love you. I love you. Aloha, I love you.” He gestures to you. “Ask Baby a question, Sweetheart, go on! Make her say something!” You face the empty perch, which is now almost completely buried in apples. //[[You cross your arms and refuse.|6.1.4.1]] [[“Why do you put up with this jackass.”|6.1.4.2]]// <<if $visitedlagoon is 1>>//[[“Whose mask are you wearing.”|6.1.5]]//<<endif>>

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre “Fine. Baby doesn’t want to talk to you, either, [[do you, Baby|6.1.5]]?”

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre “Awww, Sweetheart, I’m not so bad. Am I, Baby? [[Am I?|6.1.5]]”

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre “Something’s a little screwy around here, I’ll give you that much, Sweetheart. But me? I’m happy as a clam, watching the good ol’ moon roll across the sky night after night after night. Partying, watching teevee. Call me a liar if you want, but this place? This is the place for me.” He turns from the pile of apples to you. “Can you say hello, Sweetheart? Yeah that’s a girl. Can you say I love you?” //[[“Fuck you.”|6.1.6]] [[“Aloha.”|6.1.6]] [[“I love you.”|6.1.6]]//

<<silently>><<set $locationsunlocked to $locationsunlocked + 1>><<set $visitedamphitheatre = 1>><<endsilently>> Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre “Yeah, that’s what I thought,” he says smugly. <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' <<if $locationsunlocked is 2>>[[Corridor|5.2]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 3>>[[Corridor|5.3]]<<elseif $locationsunlocked is 4>>[[Corridor|5.4]]<<endif>>

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre [[Wait.|6.3.2]]

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre Your–[[beak?|6.3.3]]

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre You look down: Your feet [[are becoming claws.|6.3.4]]

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre Blue and yellow feathers [[sprout from your arms.|6.3.5]]

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre Your arms bend back, lengthen, [[become wings.|6.3.6]]

Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre You feel light, as though part of you is dissolving. Meanwhile, the man becomes smaller and smaller. Soon, he is a wriggling gray grub thrashing about on the stage. [[Gulp!|6.3.7]]

<<silently>><<set $endamphitheatre = 1>><<endsilently>> Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre You take off into the wide purple sky. <center>[[The End|8.1]]</center>

Entrance Plaza Rainbow shower trees with sherbet-colored blossoms border the plaza and cast crisp shadows in the midmorning sun. Beside several crumbling stone benches are blue and white ceramic pots entombing the soft husks of long-dead palms. An elevator near the Gift Shop leads up to a rotating restaurant called the Aerie. On the opposite side of the Gift Shop, an overgrown aviary-lined corridor leads deeper into the park. The sky is light blue, fading to almost white where the treetops meet the sky. You occasionally hear a bird call–a repeated sequence of three piercing notes–but you don't see a single bird. <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Gift Shop|2.1.3]] | [[Restaurant|4.1]] | [[Corridor|5.1]]

Corridor Damp rises from the ground and curls around your ankles. On either side of the path are narrow aviaries being swiftly consumed by banana poka vines and banyan roots. Instead of live birds, each aviary contains a grotesque sculpture that appears to be made of glass. Beyond the aviaries, the path splits in two, the left fork leading to the Flamingo Lagoon, and the right fork to the Pacific Savings & Loan Amphitheatre. It looks like no one has been here in a very long time. <center>[[Aviary One: The Substitute|5.1.1]] [[Aviary Two: The Gluttonous Priest|5.1.2]] [[Aviary Three: The Wrathful Spirit|5.1.3]] [[Aviary Four: The One Who Passes Between Worlds|5.1.4]]</center> <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Entrance Plaza|3.1]] | <<if $visitedamphitheatre is 0>>[[Amphitheatre|6.1]]<<else>>[[Amphitheatre|6.2]]<<endif>> | <<if $visitedlagoon is 0>>[[Flamingo Lagoon|7.1]]<<else>>[[Flamingo Lagoon|7.2]]<<endif>>

Corridor The banyan tree provides surprisingly little protection from the rain. The moisture releases all kinds of smells from deep within the park, the most pronounced of which are bird shit and rotting guavas. <center>[[Aviary One: The Substitute|5.3.1]] [[Aviary Two: The Gluttonous Priest|5.3.2]] [[Aviary Three: The Wrathful Spirit|5.3.3]] [[Aviary Four: The One Who Passes Between Worlds|5.3.4]]</center> <hr> ''Places you can go from here:'' [[Entrance Plaza|3.3]] | <<if $visitedamphitheatre is 0>>[[Amphitheatre|6.1]]<<else>>[[Amphitheatre|6.2]]<<endif>> | <<if $visitedlagoon is 0>>[[Flamingo Lagoon|7.1]]<<else>>[[Flamingo Lagoon|7.2]]<<endif>>

Flamingo Lagoon <<print either("Temperature: 81 degrees F. Wind from the South at 11 miles per hour. Humidity: 55% (humid). Dew point: 64 degrees F. Visibility: 10 miles. Cloud ceiling: 19,800 feet. Have a great day, guys uwu.", "Temperature: 80 degrees F. Wind from the South-Southeast at 10 miles per hour. Humidity: 60% (humid). Dew point: 65 degrees F. Visibility: 10 miles. Cloud ceiling: 24,900 feet. Be safe out there, okay?", "Temperature: 78 degrees F. Wind from the East-Southeast at 14 miles per hour. Humidity: 78% (very humid). Dew point: 71 degrees F. Visibility: 10 miles. Cloud ceiling: 40,000 feet. Have a good one, folks!", "Temperature: 83 degrees F. Wind from the South at 7 miles per hour. Humidity: 60% (very humid). Dew point: 68 degrees F. Visibility: 10 miles. Cloud ceiling: 30,000 feet. It’s gonna be a nice one :).")>> [[Return.|7.1 airport1]]

Content warnings Comic violence, fire, and two instances of implied animal cruelty, all within the context of magical realism. Some swearing, death. [[Return.|title]]