The game will end when the weekend does.
08:00
>your name is Rubidium Auride
>but most folks can't pronounce that
>so you usually tell them your name is Ruby Ring
>for a living, you run a little jewelry shop in Trottingham
>but right now you're taking a break from all that
>currently you're on vacation in the cozy little country village of Ponyville
>it's very nice here
>green grass, fragrant trees, friendly ponies
>it might be improved somewhat if it didn't have a big crystal castle in the middle of it all
>it just clashes with the rustic aesthetic
>but your hotel is very nice as well
>fluffy blankets, hot water, good food
>it even has a telephone
>but you might prefer if that telephone wasn't ringing right now
>the comfy blankets entrap you and hinder your efforts to crawl out of bed
>but eventually you end up in a big heap of fluffy heaven on the hard floor
>you stand up, blankets wrapped around you like a robe, and make your way over to the telephone
>you take the mouthpiece into your magic, and hold your ear near the earpiece
<"Hello?"
>"Ruby? Ruby, is it you"
>the Germaneian accent tells you that it's that friend of your sister's
>Ary… Arya…
<"Yes, sweetie, it's me. Who is this?"
>"Do not call me sweetie. Zis is Aryanne."
>right, Aryanne
<"Ah yes, it's very good to talk with you, sweetie, but I simply can't make any more of those little gold emblems for you right now. I'm on vacation."
>"Listen to me, Ruby. Listen well. Your life may be in grave danger."
>if you remember correctly, Aryanne is a bit of a conspiracy theorist
>better to humor her
<"Oh?"
>"Ja! Mein scientists have conducted experiments indicating that you will die before the day is over!"
>what kind of experiments would tell you something like that?
<"Oh, I see. Well, thank you very much for the warning, sweetie. I'll be sure to keep it in mind."
>"Stop calling me sweetie. Do you understand the gravity of your situation?"
<"Yes, yes, very much so. I'm very grateful. I shall take the appropriate measures straight away. Thank you very much."
>with that, the phone is hung up
>you stretch your flank and groan
>well, as long as you're already up, you may as well get your day started
>you figure you'll start with some fresh country air
>did you mention your room comes with a balcony?
>because it does
>a fancy sliding-glass door yields to you and grants you passage to the outside world
>the sunshine gently carresses your cheek
>a cool breeze tickles your nose
>and something heavy smashes into your head
08:00
>what a peculiar dream you've just had
>you snuggle deeper into the blankets and go over every detail in your mind
>it was a very vivid dream
>you won't be getting back to sleep after that one
>so you get up, make your way to the lavatory, and begin your morning hygiene
>you're brushing your mane when the telephone starts ringing
>the noise startles you, and a jerking motion causes the brush to get stuck in a tangle
>you sigh and answer the phone
<"Ruby speaking~"
>"Listen to me, Ruby. Listen well. Your life may be in grave danger."
>some invisible being rubs ice cubes along your spine
<"O-oh?"
>"Ja! Mein scientists have conducted experiments indicating that you will die before the day is over!"
>something is screaming silently into your ears
<"Excuse me, sweetie. Do you mind if I check something for a moment?"
>"I have told you before, do not call me sweetie! And do you not understand the gravity of your situation?"
<"When did you tell me not to call you sweetie?"
>"Vh-vhat?"
>you drop the earpiece and step out into your balcony
>the sunshine feels menacingly hot
>the cool breeze seems ominous
>you look up
>is it a flower pot?
>you don't really have time to tell before it breaks your neck