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Weekend 3
Weather: Saturday and Sunday AM - Clear skies, PM - slightly cloudy
Saturday rolls around, and the long-awaited fashion show is finally here! To the right of the resident services building is a long, white carpet that runs the entire length of the resident services area. There are studio lights set up behind each chair, creating a theatrical atmosphere. On each side are lines of white chairs, though the two closest to the microphone at the top of the runaway on both sides have flower crowns on them to indicate the guests of honor. There are enough seats for everyone on the island (including Tom Nook and his crew), and there isn’t any assigned seating. Anyone’s free to grab any chair they’d like.
Label herself is standing at the microphone, and she nods at everyone when everyone’s been seated.
“Hello, everyone.” She gives an encouraging smile to everyone. “I’m glad you all came. Welcome to Isla Sonrisa’s first ever fashion show. We’re hoping you have a good time, too; we’re all looking forward to seeing what you have to show off. First, though, I’d like to introduce you to the other judges.”
Seated at a table are three others: a blue hedgehog; another hedgehog--this one, dark red; and… a wolf? That’s a wolf for sure, with a pair of sunglasses perched atop her head.
“I’d like to present Mabel--” She gestures to the blue hedgehog, who smiles brightly and widely and waves with both paws. “--Sable,” Label says, gesturing to the other hedgehog, who seems much shyer, but no less pleased to be here. “--And Audie,” Label says, and the wolf waves and smiles brightly--it rivals Mabel’s own smile!
“We’re all very pleased to be here, and we hope you’ll have fun today. Good luck to all of our participants.”
Despite her slightly subdued demeanor, she smiles encouragingly again, and takes her seat next to Audie, across of the other two hedgehogs!
After the introductory speech, the fashion show begins. K.K. Disco plays from the speakers, and Mabel calls up each contestant one by one to walk down the runway and strut their stuff. It’s a fun fashion show, and Mabel, Sabel, Audie and Label are all writing down their notes on what appear to be score cards.
Once everyone’s had a chance to strut their stuff and the judges have had a while to deliberate, Mabel returns to the microphone and clears her throat.
“Wow, everyone! You all had some really incredible outfits! We really love what you all brought to the runway, and we have our winners! In third place is… Emporio! Your suspender outfit really looked snappy! In second place is Sylvando! That summery look really captures the spirit of the season.”
She pauses, as if for dramatic effect.
“And finally, our winner... is Zeke! Your bathrobe was a little unconventional, but it combines fashion, function, and comfort! Congratulations to all our winners, and please make sure to pick up your prizes from our table!”
Those prizes are: First place, an item from Label's fashion line and 10,000 bells. The runner-up receives a voucher worth 5,000 bells. The third place prize is a voucher worth 2,000 bells. Everyone who participated gets 1,000 bells!
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On Sunday, there's a celebration of the fashion show at Resident Services! There are tables set up with refreshments -- sweets and desserts of all kinds -- and a water cooler with drinks. Balloons sit on each corner of the area, and there's music playing in the background. The Able sisters and Audie are there by the time you arrive.
Audie seems to be wandering around outside of the party at times, looking at the homes and admiring the trees and decorations scattered throughout the island. She seems very curious about the island and may have a couple of questions for anyone who approaches.
Mabel and Sable seem to be discussing something of importance. There's a lot of nodding, a lot of glancing up and around the island, and then there's a delighted smile on Mabel's face at some point. She may also have some questions for you all, too, when she and Sable are done talking.
Otherwise, feel free to enjoy the party and continue your business on the island as always!
(OOC: Congratulations to the winners of the fashion show! As always, any questions can be directed to the FAQ!)
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Can you do that without looking at your feet now?
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[ The comments are to be expected. When it comes to cooking, to training.. Joonghyuk has always been that sorta way. Like a backseat driver. But now comes the issue of where.. does he look then. He starts with a step forward and finds his eyes meeting Joonghyuk's own gaze.
... ... This is embarrassing. ]
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We'll start rotating. I can lead the turn, but you have to continue the box shape.
[ Improvise. ]
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Okay. Yeah. ..Huh? Wait, which way are we rotating?
[ It obviously makes sense to rotate the same way they're moving in the box shape right? But eyes widen a little as if suddenly caught off guard and his tail sways nervously. ]
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Clockwise, you fool.
[ you just keep wanting me to make the clockwise joke i swear ]
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[ Yes. Also stop yelling at him. Stop mean to me. He grumbles, not at all pouting at Joonghyuk now with a fold back of his ears while he keeps the box notion going. ]
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Of course, he criticizes Dokja's every move until it's perfect. ]
You might need more practice.
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He shakes his head at the words. ] Obviously. At least the kids won't be that harsh of a judge like you. [ He's being bullied? He accidentally bumps into someone behind while he makes a jab, ushering a quick "Sorry" to them and makes the mistake of moving forward instead of the formation and not only
1) steps on Joonghyuk's foot but 2) faceplants into his chest.
Hm. ]
....
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Well.
Should be obvious he isn't happy that Dokja stepped on his foot. The chest part is whatever. ]
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[ Dokja is afraid to move. Well, he did move, he quickly got off that foot. Until he realizes his cheek is still pressed against a firm... chest. Suddenly he's holding the both of them at max arms length.
..Yeah. ]
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[ Which is why Dokja bumped into someone in the first place. ]
Small ones are easier to control.
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[ Yeah, forget the advice. Why aren't you as mad as he expected? Uh, nevermind, he's looking back down and seems to mutter something about "small" with slight shifts of his feet. ]
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[ This is just dancing... He doesn't see why he should get mad over Dokja making mistakes—which probably means he wasn't mad when he criticized his driving, either. He keeps following Dokja's steps. ]
Stop looking at your feet.
[ He thinks Dokja has the hang of it now. ]
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However, it eases quickly as he now focuses on muscle memory. ] What about something more recently? [ After all, Joonghyuk was glaring quite scarily at him earlier. ] I wasn't sure what Laurent had been planning when he asked me to keep you occupied the other day.
[ His expression rests without a single tick giving off he may be lying. It's technically the truth, he was just as surprised when he saw Yoo Joonghyuk was part of the fashion show until it. Well, dawned on him as to how. ]
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I've already decided what to do with you two.
[ Dance in fear, Dokja. ]
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[ His steps are stuttering now. An uneasy laugh leaves him. ] You have to admit though, you did a pretty good job. [ He's digging his own grave. ]
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Hmmmmmm. ]
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[ Chances of escape? Probably slim to none but boy is he trying right now. ]
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Where do you think you're going?
[ No, he isn't letting you go. ]
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[ Please.. ]
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[ He lets go. If you ghost him, then... The punishment can only be worse. ]
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Yes, yes.. Don't have too much fun. [ He won't ghost. He promised? He does reach out to lightly pat his companion's arm. ] Thanks for the teaching.
[ Don't kill him later okay. ]