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Week 3 Log
Weather: Sunny and warm AM, cool PM until Friday. Friday - cloudy AM, rainy PM
- Another Week Goes By
Monday morning comes along. It’s a quiet morning, which is much-needed after such a long island adventure. To anyone walking around the island, you’ll notice two things:
The airport is open, but the seaplane is gone.
Also, there’s a familiar face jogging around the perimeter of the housing portion of the island. That familiar face happens to be none other than the ninja rabbit himself, Snake! Looks like he’s already spending his first day on the island getting in shape!
When Tom Nook calls you all over for morning announcements, he looks pleased with himself. Even Snake comes over to join those who gather to listen to the tanuki. “Good morning, everyone! Let’s all give a warm welcome to our new friend, Snake!”
Cue applause. … Hopefully there is some applause, anyway. Snake grins and just looks very happy to be here.
“Next, I’m pleased to announce that the postal service is now open, since Orville is here to manage mail! You’re able to send individual messages to your fellow residents with gifts attached if you'd like, all handwritten if you’d like, yes. Alternatively, you can redeem what are called Nook Miles for items now -- they’re essentially a rewards system, and you can track your rewards on the Nook Miles app on your phone.”
“Essentially, the app will automatically award you for every contribution you add to the island, whether it be decorating your house, harvesting fruit, pulling weeds -- you name it! You can then turn in those Nook Miles at the airport, and that’s how we’ll be delivering items to you in the mail from now on.”
That’ll have the mail system make more sense, at least! Now it’s all on you if you decide to end up with 40 items in the mail all at once.
“The last announcement I have to make is that we’re going to make a second housing plot! The first one was a success, what with Snake moving in, and I’m grateful for Wilbur and Orville’s efforts in helping us build our island. So...with that, I need the following items for the next house:
1 Ironwood Table
2 Ironwood Dressers
1 Ironwood Clock
2 Ironwood Chairs
And just like last week, if nobody on the island has the DIY for these, I will send over the DIYs to your apps.”
He pauses, and then he looks a little...sheepish at this next announcement. “Now, I’m aware that some of you have been building bridges — and now that you all have vaulting poles and ladders, there are untouched parts of the island for you to explore. I’d like to ask you all to consider creating areas outside, such as an exercise area, perhaps even a park of sorts — though we will have someone coming in soon who may need some space.
Finally, this is just a request -- if you have any fossils, bugs, or fish, do turn them in to Blathers! He's very close to hitting his goal before we can open up a museum, so keep that in mind.”
He raises his hand, as if to end the morning announcements. “That’s all for today!”
Possible Objectives
1. Help Tom Nook prepare a housing plot for the second villager house!
2. Get Nook Miles to redeem items at the post office at the airport.
3. Help Blathers by catching and donating specimens.
4. Decorate and explore the untouched part of the island (see locations page; it’s the left hand area)
NOTE: Nook Miles are not a new mechanic and are simply an IC way to justify the rewards system, now! You don't need to keep track of points; just assume the threads you turn in are characters redeeming points for items.
(OOC: Welcome to Week 3! Please direct all questions to the FAQ under the Week 3 top level.
Here's this week's Weekly Plotting Post for you all to use!
As always, if you have any questions or comments, please feel free to let us know! Have fun!)
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Did I get sick?
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[She leans over him, inspecting him.]
Are you feeling alright?
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He's about to say that he's stubbornly fine, but he holds his tongue and laughs a little. ]
I... actually feel pretty gross because of my clothes, but other than that, I feel a little sore. That's all.
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Yeah, I wasn't gonna undress you. That's super fucking creepy. And I don't...really have any clothing you can borrow...
[She trails off, leaning back on her heels.]
You should be careful... Head injuries aren't something to be taken lightly.
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[ Hm... ]
Should I make you a new one?
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That seems like overkill, doesn't it?
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[ Overachiever? Laurent and his too many languages repertoire? Nonsense. ]
I can make one right away.
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[You don't have to!!]
I don't have a workbench.
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[ Laurent sits up on the bed and whips it out like it's nothing from his pocket. It's a mini DIY workbench! He immediately sets down a bundle of 30 logs, also from his pocket, and makes it in a flash. ]
There. New bed.
[ Ta-da. ]
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Adelaide watches, absolutely mystified, and when the bed is done she shakes her head with a disbelieving laugh.]
You really didn't have to do that.
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[ He laughs a little and after putting the workbench back into his pocket, he plops back down on the bed on his back.
He feels lightheaded. ]
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[She shakes her head.]
I guess I could push them together for a super bed...
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[ Maybe he shouldn't have made the bed, because the dizziness won't stop. But he doesn't regret doing it.
He also looks a bit spacey. ]
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[Though... She's very particular about who she lets touch her, so she discards the idea of sharing her beds immediately.
She looks over at Laurent, sitting on the edge of the bed.]
Are you...feeling alright?
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... I should go home soon. I don't want to bother you for so long.
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[Said in the sort of tone that says if he tries to argue with her there will be hell to pay.]
But... We should probably get somebody who actually knows anything about head injuries to look at you.
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... Do you have a wasp nest? I can probably make medicine from it. I don't have one though.
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[And she will trot off to the storage shed, grateful that most people on this island are hoarders. She's not gone for very long, returning and producing the empty nest with a flourish.]
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He feels so dead. ]
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She settles on the edge of the bed, sighing.]
You can stay until you feel better - honestly better.
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Alas. ]
Okay.
[ So that's all he'll say before lifting the end of the blanket up to his face and closing his eyes. He'll do his best to rest anyway. Sorry for the mess on the floor. ]
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[Laurent... Laurent please.
She bends to pick it up, placing it on the bed.]
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[ That... is not how medicine works. Maybe.
Also, this really is a big change to how he usually is--from being the dependable guy who seems to have everything put together to... well. This. ]
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[She's this close to shaking his shoulder.]
C'mon, it'll probably help.
[He must not get hurt or sick very often, she thinks.]
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Laurent opens his eyes and stares at the medicine as if it offended his deceased parents, his sensibilities, and everything he ever stood for in his life. ]
... Can you apply it on my head for me?
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