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Week 4
Weather: Monday AM & PM - Clear Skies; Tuesday - Thursday AM Cloudy, PM Rainy; Friday - Clear Skies
- The Meteor Shower
On Monday, there are, in your mailboxes, passports for those who happened to not pick them up when the airport opened. Hold onto these--they’re important, after all! Open them up, and you’ll find not only a title, your name, and your hometown, but you’ll also find…
A blank page? That’s right. There’s a page in the back of the admittedly small passport with only one thing on it: a space that looks like it has room for a star stamp. Huh. That’s strange, isn’t it? There are no hints as to what it could be about, but maybe the announcement will shed some light.
There’s also, like last week, a familiar face around the island… it’s Audie! Come around to her house to say hi--she’s very excited to be here, and very fashionably dressed as she strolls around the island.
And like clockwork, at nine AM, Tom Nook makes his announcement once more:
“Good morning, Isla Sonrisa! A few things this morning. Please give a warm welcome to our new neighbor, Audie!”
Audie smiles and waves at you all with both paws--she’s pretty flattered at the warm response. Tom Nook continues--
“We have for you the ability to build bridges now! Yes, yes, these will prove very useful indeed. Of course, you will most likely have to work together to figure out the best places to put these bridges, as we have only a limited number… But I am sure working together will be little trouble for you all! The only thing to note is that each bridge will come with a construction fee of 15,000 bells each. Consider working together to get some bridges up and running...?”
He pauses, and the next part comes with some measure of almost… not quite dismay, but there’s a certain cloud over the tanuki: “It also seems Iori and Mira have also left the island… Again, we’re looking into it, and should any discoveries come to light, I will tell you immediately.”
He nods to himself, and continues on--
“Next, I’d like to tell you all we have a very special event tonight… a meteor shower! Yes, yes, starting at 7 PM, we will have clear skies and many stars to wish upon. Who knows--maybe your wishes will all come true!” He says that with a bright smile, almost like he really believes it… Or maybe that’s just his quiet optimism? Anyway, he continues--
“Finally, I’d like to thank you all for your hard work in making items for our new friends! Yes, yes, you all have been working so hard to create furniture and items for our housing plots, but this week, I invite you all to put your best DIY skills to the test! There are no specific style requirements in mind, but please make sure our potential new friend has:
1 Table
2 Dressers
1 Clock
2 Chairs
Of course, if you’d like to make more, I am sure our friend will not be opposed…” He pauses, and seems to remember something! “Ah, yes, we are very close to opening our museum… I am sure Blathers would appreciate any bugs, fish, or fossils regardless! Hmm… Yes, that is all I have for you! Thank you once more for your hard work, and have a wonderful day!”
Possible Objectives
1. Help Tom Nook prepare a housing plot for the last villager house.
2. Donate more specimens to Blathers.
3. Attend the meteor shower, if you so desire. There may be some secrets waiting for you...
4. Make a money pool for some bridges.
Monday / Tuesday / Wednesday / Thursday / Friday
(OOC: Welcome to Week 4! Please direct all questions to the FAQ.
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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It feels like those times have returned. He lets the pat go, though his tail swishes. His eyes stay pinned at the sky. ]
You shouldn't stay out too late.
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[ His arms fall back to his side, though it's only brief as he stuffs his hands into the pockets of his white coat. It's a bit chilly out and now that he's just standing around it's become more apparent. Normally they're indoors by now, preparing for bed so why is it that today Joonghyuk breaks that habit?
His tail lays low under the comfort of the coat over it, keeping some sense of warmth bundled up. His ears aren't so lucky. The light breeze tickling them that they press far back into black hair. Yet, even now, he keeps his gaze settled on his companion. ] What are you thinking about?
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What is he thinking about? His lips press into a fine line before he answers. ]
The past.
[ Not an unusual answer from an ex-regressor. ]
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[ Of course his companion has never been the type to talk with a lot of words. Answers usually brief and straight forward. The most he's heard him talk in a moment was when he told him that story half a week ago.
His gaze lowers from whatever expression shows on his friend's face, looking to the coat instead. The familiarity he feels seeing the man donned in that black coat. The past, huh. ]
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However, with Dokja gone in his world, he's left with many questions and no answers to them. Even with his memories which answers some of his questions, there are still more. While he doesn't accept it, still genuinely believing they'll save Dokja, he considers this could be his last chance for closure. ]
... Why do you think I regressed so many times?
[ His eyes don't divert. They stay glued to the scene before him as he talks to his companion. He wonders what the sole reader of his story thinks? ]
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Finally, he takes a moment to look up at the sky, facing the stars he mostly avoided so far. One ear quivers against his hair, lifting briefly at the sound of that question. He looks back at his companion, gaze focused before he follows the other's gaze before them.
... Why do you think I regressed so many times?
It was.. simple, wasn't it? Was it not for sake of his ■■? When a turn failed, he regressed onto the next, continuing his long journey for sake of the turn that brought him to that end. Of course, he knows it runs a little deeper than that, he knows now it's because of Kim Dokja that that story... that this person here had to suffer countless times.
Again. And again. The breath he emits is shaky, staring at the dark waters in their view. ] Was it not for the ■■ you dreamed of?
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[ His gaze lifts up to the stars as he tries to recollect pieces of that lost world. He can vividly remember certain parts, then other parts a little more blurry than others. He doesn't join his companion in sitting and keeps standing, a little lost in his own thoughts. He, too, believed the same thing Dokja did...
That he regressed to see the happy ending he always wanted. The happy ending he thought he and his comrades deserved. However, he turns to Dokja, looking down at him. His tail sways under the coat as he takes a good look at him. ]
It was all due to the Demon King of Salvation's guidance.
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[ Yoo Joonghyuk had reached the conclusion. Everyone was alive. He had the perfect end. Was that not his ■■? That gaze looking out starts to shake, fingers curling around tighter and seem to tremble under the thoughts. He..
He didn't understand. The story that left out that first worldline.. the one that Yoo Joonghyuk mentioned before, that Kim Dokja had his hand in. His memory doesn't bring up This story, he knows because he thought about it since it was first brought up. It had to be something to come then. He thinks of that subway train. His breathing shakes, brows knitting together as he realizes he still doesn't understand. If he got the perfect conclusion, with Dokja's aid...
Why.... ] ..Why did you regress? [ The gaze that looks up at Joonghyuk, meeting that dark gaze doesn't give him any immediate answers. ] Were you not happy?
[ He doesn't understand. ]
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[ His chest swells as he remembers that emotion well. It was what stuck to him when he regained pieces of his memory. He remembers how the ends of his lips quirked into a smile and he's tempted to do that again—no, he finds himself smiling again as he looks back to the stars, tail wagging without his knowledge. It tapers off as he continues telling his story, one he isn't sure would change what will happen when they return home, but maybe... Maybe that's why he should tell it now. ]
The reason I regressed was to find the answer to my question—why was I born? [ Because Joonghyuk is a curious one. He always knew that was something odd about his past that is filled with gaps. His birth was abnormal; it had a purpose. ] But I also regressed 1864 times to finally meet the Constellation who gave me that happiness.
[ There's a pause. ]
You, Kim Dokja.
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Kim Dokja did not need Lie Detection to know if what Yoo Joonghyuk was saying was a lie. That was the look of a man who distinctively witnessed happiness. It takes him a moment to realize his heart is racing, quickly looking down before he's hanging on every word that leaves his companion's lips. Why was he born.. He feels that earlier suffocation curl in his chest, festering with guilt. His heart was in pain. He did not know the answer to that truly. He felt he had to say something, anything..
"You." In that moment, he realizes what the 0th world-line was. It was Dokja's way of probably repaying his debt he felt, to give his companion the perfect conclusion and die happily. ..So why.. for him? ]
But now you know the truth of our world. [ What I've done. What I put you through. Yoo Joonghyuk should obviously resent him. He expects him, even now to still resent him for it. And the fact he regressed that many times only to learn about this... His head is spinning, his heart hurts. ]
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But here’s Dokja, crouched down, shaking like an abandoned child. Joonghyuk ushers no words as he watches them, though his expression falls onto something more somber and solemn. Carefully, he takes off his coat and places it over his friend’s shoulders before he crouches to his level. ]
The tragedies that occurred is not your fault. [ Even when Joonghyuk learned that he was a character in a story Dokja consumed, very much like Constellations, and that he was the source of this never ending story... He never blamed him. ] You were trying to survive.
[ Just like him, Dokja was trying to survive, too. ]
It was my choice to regress.
[ For Dokja to take on that burden would strip Joonghyuk of what made him break out of the mold of a character. In the end, he kept choosing to live, even past the last chapter of his original story. ]
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However, because of Yoo Joonghyuk's story, he was able to survive. He was able to live. Everyday, looking forward to something, going through life and capable of finding something to keep going. His gaze lowers, not looking at anything with a far off distant look to them.
Joonghyuk had the option of staying in that perfect conclusion. But he still chose to regress. It.. still doesn't make sense, but something deep down stirs.. he feels a little.. happy. His heart still aches, closing his eyes until he does his best to smile at his companion. ] Do you regret it now?
[ He chose to regress to meet him. And now, he's here. He has met the man that he decided to go through that many lifetimes for. It must be a huge disappointment. Did he regret? Did he wish to go back? With how he resents him now, he should. ]
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The question is heavy and makes his ears pin back as the tip of his tail flicks to one direction. Does he regret it? He held many regrets, but they always washed away at the warm smiles of his loved ones. ]
... No, I don't. [ Genuinely, he doesn't. Even if he endured 1865 lifetimes, all painful and gruesome... He thinks about what they've created. He thinks about the story Dokja has crafted for their party. As he looks to his listless profile, he speaks another truth. ] I can't imagine a conclusion where you don't exist now.
[ Kim Dokja may not have been in his previous regressions aside from... Well, two, but he belongs with them. Joonghyuk believes he belongs by his side. ]
You have to take responsibility.
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He can't help the surprise at the answer he receives. There has to be some regret... lips part as if to refute that but finds the next set of words immediately shut him up. He blinks a few times and quickly draws his gaze down and slightly to the side. A conclusion where Kim Dokja doesn't exist.. Of course he's been told time and time again, how everyone wants to see the end of their conclusion with him.
However, every time he hears those words.. to hear Joonghyuk's rough yet strangely soft in this moment utter to him. A hand presses to his chest, a fist still made as if it would somehow quell the rapid turmoil his heart seems to be stuttering. He feels the same way. There was no way he could see a conclusion without Yoo Joonghyuk. Not just him, the rest of the company too. Han Sooyoung, Yoo Sangah, Jung Heewon, Lee Hyunsung, Lee Jihye, Shin Yoosoung and Lee Gilyoung... Each and every one of them.
His tail curls further between his legs, the tip swishing against the grass beneath them. ]
..I know. I owe you all at least that much, after everything I've put you through. [ His cheek rests on his arm, tilting his head again to peer back at his companion. His shaking seems to have left entirely now, taking quiet breaths to calm himself down. His thoughts have been difficult to gather and get under control.. briefly, he can't help but wish for the Fourth Wall's presence. If to get himself under control. Despite it, he feels very warm at the moment. ] Though that means you're gonna have to continue dealing with me, Yoo Joonghyuk.
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He knows they still have a long journey before they reach that conclusion, but he's hopeful. Always has been. His expression, however, doesn't convey that. The knit of his eyebrows return. ]
I already am. [ Why else is he here? To be honest, he's sure that the universe is on his side. Why else did he come to this island than to talk to Dokja again? This time... Not just a piece of him. ] This time you can't leave.
[ Usually, he would say Dokja isn't allowed to leave, but he already said that before and it never stopped him. The icing on top is his usual speech and threat. ]
I will kill you if you do.
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He quietly hums with thought. Yeah, the fact that Joonghyuk has stuck with him so far already.. it's obvious he has no intentions to leave. Even after everything they've gone through, after everything he's learned.. as his hands drop that coat on shoulders he finds his fingers lingering there.
How he realizes what the other versions meant when they asked, "Why do you think he's like that?" How he truly didn't. Everything he remembered was from the novel he spent his life growing up reading.. how he found himself unable to recognize Yoo Joonghyuk as a character. How he was no longer a character, how he was his own person. Growing as one does, and what was new to him was simply.. parts he hadn't realize that had become a part of the Joonghyuk he knows. ]
..You do realize that you're giving me some mixed feelings? There would be no point if you just kill me. [ Sighs. But, he grows quiet after that. Then, as an afterthought.. ] ..Don't let me forget this. Once we go back, and after everything..
[ His fingers tremble. Don't give up on me. He manages to hold those words back, biting his bottom lip. Knowing this still changes nothing of his plans heading back home. He will still set out to do what he has planned. For now, he wants to cherish these words close to his heart. To keep this promised warmth deep in his chest. ]
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Killing you myself would be better than you dying off somewhere else.
[ Where no one would know... Where no one will find him. Joonghyuk huffs as his tail lashes now, batting Dokja's tail by accident. He was never much of a talker, though he can be pretty persuasive and inspiring when he wants to be. That's only when he needs to be. However, he remembers Sooyoung's words—talking is one way to know someone. Talking is one way for someone else to possibly know you... To understand even a piece.
He wonders if his feelings properly came across to Dokja. All he can do is write on the wall between them and hope that his companion will one day read it. ]
... I will only remind you once.
[ Stupid Dokja. The meteor shower continues even though it feels like time stops for them. ]
Have you ever made a wish upon a star?
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I wouldn't really have anywhere else to go.
[ However, his friend does seem to take those words seriously, given the apparent moment of anger. That lash and bat of his tail gets him jumping a little with ears perked high in surprise. His tail is puffed up, doing quick swishes now with a confused furrow of his brows. Is he seriously thinking Dokja will do that now after everything?
If there's something he's stopped doing, it's going off and dying. Even when he became the Enemy of the Story.. he still had faith in his friends to realize what they had to do. To not have catered to the Star Stream's entertainment. To fight against it as he's been helping them do until the very end.
He head lightly cants to the side. ] Once is enough.
[ Thank you. ]
..Maybe once or twice, as a child. [ Maybe even more than that. ] Though I may have earlier.
[ His cheek rests back against his arms as his gaze flutters back to look at his companion. ] Were you making a wish before I interrupted you?
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I was considering.
[ It's something he would usually never do. He would rather much take it into his own hands and make it come true, but there's a comfort in participating in small, innocent traditions. It gives them back the peace they're owed. Joonghyuk tilts his head and looks up again, seeing the meteor shower still rain down despite the little people awake. ]
Let's make a wish.
[ Even if Dokja made one earlier, more the merrier? ]
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Of course Dokja had a conversation with Laurent before coming here.. he had said how he hasn't wished upon a star since he was a child. Now, he would rather take control himself to make his wish come true instead of hoping. Eyes widen at the words that leave his companion and he stares at him with a bewildered look.
The ends of his tail twitch with thought until he draws his gaze back up. ]
..Okay.
[ This time, he finds himself wishing for the safety of their companions back home while they're away. Wanting their lives to still continue despite his being here. ]