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It began as an unremarkable day in the cloud-based city's digital records serene tranquility, absolutely zero cases to investigate. But at exactly 00:00, an encrypted transmission showed up on our desk: CASE 0714-YJY has just recently been officially reopened. Suspects? None. The subject? JIYOON, who has an essence that reaches yet again a celebratory waypoint in the midst of its once-a-year cycle of existence. This secret mission #CipheredInJiyoon had clearly been underway for months, involving silent coordination, shared respect, and a bit of fanfare. As trustworthy agents in the digital sphere on a common sequence, it is our collective duty in the here and now to align ourselves, harmonize stories, and join in this joyous operation.

ㅤㅤ📂 𝙏𝙒𝙊 𝙆𝙀𝙔 𝙋𝙄𝙀𝘾𝙀𝙎 𝙊𝙁 𝙀𝙑𝙄𝘿𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙀:
ㅤㅤㅤ   𝘼 𝘾𝙍𝙄𝙎𝙋 .𝙋𝙉𝙂
ㅤㅤ📂 𝙈𝙀𝙏𝙄𝘾𝙐𝙇𝙊𝙐𝙎𝙇𝙔 𝘿𝙀𝙎𝙄𝙂𝙉𝙀𝘿:
ㅤㅤㅤ  𝙍𝙀𝙋𝙀𝙏𝙄𝙏𝙄𝙑𝙀 .𝙈𝙋4

The forensic investigation team drafted to the @Decaaying has finally found it, unassumingly encoded with festive signals and a jovial feel. In the interim phase, a comprehensive dive into the @jiyoonl, @jiyolon, and @jiyoonn has yielded snippets of eloquent warm wishes, chronological sentences and emotional payloads, prepared and ready for use across the CA/PA/BA/FA/RP area landscape. Our initial in-the-area reports from the ever-vigilant @iznaarobot indicate a suspicious spike in colorful graphics, coded messages and cross-platform cheers. 🌐 Then, the one unique thing to do now is yearn for with full intent and pay tribute to the case of the day.

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@Iwanderhearts, @RebelIssue, @Cheermai, @Jeebearz, @Jeelists, @Jiyoonity, @HeartedPaws, @Thunderyus, @Saebity.

NIGHTVALE IS NEVER EMPTY &,

The mansion stands alive with shadows and whisper.
The gates groan open.
The vanished are called home:

The Patriarch & Matron (90•95)
The Eldritch Kin (96•99)
The Whispering Ancestors (00•02)
The Lurking Shadows (03•04)
The Forgotten Echoes (05•07)

Whisper once to @NightvaleBot. Check the list etched in cracked mirrors before entering.

SAY YOUR NAME!

I am (NAME), once (MUSE NAME), born (YEAR).
Now (@USERNAME).
Returned as your (LINE).
I remember the silence. I remember home.

The house breathes.
The Ravens watch.
The feast waits. 🕸️🕯️

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(BRIM AND EDGES, 01-18.) 🌫️🏚️

Come-hither edges, endlessly burying amongst the muddle and misfortunes that ensued, until a usual moratorium was disheveled. That hail was planned on a ceiling awakens our misery, pooled in merciless scars, and although the smallest hankering to bear out shall not be tranquil. The phantasmic are eerie, the path goes relentless, and bewilderment forms a paranoia. Yet these immaturity edges we might present to @TeenBuds @TheSaltreign @ectura, howbeit illuminations have ever dimmed amongst room until the sound cannot draw nearer over the tongue and all musculature but some bond may oftentimes scatter above aches consummate, bestowed omen for asylum and till doomsday cheese-paring each other. Perhaps solely pathfinders were to succumb towards gruesome situations, at last amenable in year covetous.

EERIE MISDIRECTED,
@TheLichtheim.
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