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Weekend 6
Weather: Clear skies all weekend
On Saturday when you all wake, there is nothing really unusual to note. No strange dreams to think about, no visits to ruminate on--even if they were simply in your dreams. No, this weekend seems to be different from the last: It’s pretty normal.
At least, until you step outside and find… decorations? Yes, it seems there have been a few busybodies working while you’ve all slept. Indeed, Tom Nook looks over with a bright smile and waves with not one but two hands.
“Hello, hello, everyone! Goodness, I didn’t expect you to be awake so early! No matter.... Yes, yes, we have something special for you today! Since last weekend was quite uneventful… Well, I thought since you all have been flexing your creative muscles, I thought I would continue that theme!”
“Welcome to Isla Sonrisa’s very first… Art Walk!”
There are some stalls with various DIYs that might look familiar… pitchers, dish sets… Did Tom Nook make these himself? He won’t say if you ask, but he looks pleased nonetheless.
If you wander by the Able Sisters shop, you'll see the designs you submitted to the contest! All of the submissions are there, but one is displayed more prominently: Emporio's! Everyone's designs are on shirts, but his has been turned into dresses and hats, too... even patterned socks! Congratulations, Emporio, on winning the contest! Mabel hands out the prize of 5,000 bells to everyone who participated, but Emporio also gets ten customization kits on top of the bells!
Intriguing still is the fact that there’s a new face around here! A kitsune, to be exact. There seems to be an aura of shadiness surrounding him, but perhaps that’s just your imagination? Regardless, he’s here, and he’s got a few things to say.
“Oh! Hey, cousin! My name’s Redd. You look really familiar… Can I show you something?”
And he takes you along a walkway. Lining this sort of makeshift path are paintings. Some of them might not be familiar. But others… maybe they depict you with friends. Maybe they depict you holding an umbrella, or reading a book. Regardless, there are some that will surely be familiar…
Because they’re depictions of your wishes.
“This is you, right?” he asks--each and every one of you. And should you inquire how he got these, he shakes his head. “No idea,” he’ll say in response. “They just showed up in my barge one day, and I gave Tom Nook a call… He seemed to know who I was talking about once I described them, if you can believe it!”
How they got there is a mystery. How they even exist is a bigger one. But one thing is certain: Your wishes hold power.
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Strange as the paintings are, it’s a time to relax. Maybe you’d like to peruse the artwork (there are quite a few very elaborate statues, too, some that look familiar… like Michelangelo’s David), partake in some refreshments near Resident Services, and discuss some event-planning? It’s a quiet, relaxing sort of atmosphere, and at the end of the day on Saturday, Redd calls you all to attention.
“So I know a guy,” he starts off, “who’s pretty handy with statues.” And that’s true, since he has quite a few set up amongst the paintings! “If you folks want, since we’re all family, I can take some commissions of statues of you all! They’ll be delivered on Monday, since it takes a little while to get it all in order… all for the low low price of 5,000 bells!”
That’s… pretty generous! Redd seems genuine, too. If you take him up on the offer, he’ll take your name down and snap a picture.
“Thanks, cousin! This’ll be the best set of statues I’ve ever seen!”
Raymond seems to be very intrigued by this offer, but he seems a little discouraged for some reason. He keeps on looking like he wants to get a statue done but he looks...sad about it for some reason? See what’s up?
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And on Sunday, the art is still there. But spread out near Resident Services is a large picnic blanket. How in the world do they make blankets this big…? Dispersed through the fabric are picnic baskets, and there’s even a microphone set up! It seems live performances are being welcomed here, and Tom Nook takes up the microphone once people have settled in.
“Hello, hello, again! Yes, after the event yesterday, I thought it would be nice to have an island-wide picnic with some live entertainment! Erm… I do apologize, I don’t have any instruments, but I expect many of you do! Please, show off your talents! We are your audience, yes, yes!”
But there’s someone else who’s interested in the idea of performances. It’s Audie, and when she comes over, she seems equal parts excited and curious.
“Omigosh, live performances! Can I join you guys? I can totally sing, even if it’s backup! Or maybe I could learn an instrument today? I totally want to help you guys have an awesome day today!”
REDD
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H-hey! Can I... have this?
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Sure! Free of charge, too, since I'm feeling generous.
[ ... is he suggesting he'd charge otherwise...? No, surely not. ]
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[He's just gonna grab it and clutch it close to his chest like it's the most precious treasure in the world.]
Thought about this, when I saw a shooting star. Weird.
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[ He's intrigued. Maybe coming here more often is in his future... ]
You think that's how it is for all of these?
P5R spoiler warning just to be on the safe side
(Though he's learned over the last year to expect the unexpected.)
The small smile on his face freezes when he comes across two pictures in particular. One is a painting of himself and his fellow Phantom Thieves at Leblanc, smiles on their faces as they seem to be having a celebration. And not just them, but a certain someone else...
...who happens to feature alongside him in the second image. Ren freezes in his spot, staring at the painting. For a little while, his mind simply goes blank. It's a face he thought he might never see again, and one that looks so genuinely happy. It may just be an image, but it's enough to cut deep. The tightness in his throat makes him unable to speak right away.
His wishes, dangling in front of him, so close, but how close could they really be, after all?]
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You wanna take these off my hands, cousin?
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That... ...yes. I'd like them. I just want to know... How?
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[He takes a deep breath.]
Thank you for bringing these to us. I don't understand how these were made, but...thank you.
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The first is of his friends; it looks like a candid shot. Kay, Maya, and Franziska seem to be conspiring about something (God only knows what, and even though it's a painting he's filled with dread at the concept), and Gumshoe is giving Pearl a piggyback ride. Someone is missing, though...
...and in the next painting, there he is. It's Wright, and him - his human self, not the cat he's grudgingly adjusted to being. There's something hesitant about the pair of them, a feeling like there's a Rubicon about to be crossed. Their hands aren't touching, but they almost are, and neither of them is looking at the other, and in fact they're pointedly looking away, though smiling in a way that looks almost shy. There's a replica of each badge shining behind their heads like halos, and the two of them seem to be polar opposites, blue and red, round and spiky, never the twain shall meet no matter how much they may want to...but between them there's a light shining that looks a little bit like hope.
He doesn't even realize how long he's been staring at the paintings until he sees the kitsune out of the corner of his eye.]
You're selling these, then?
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[ ... maybe Redd is injecting a little more enthusiasm into his voice than normally would. These paintings have had a heck of an effect on some of these fellas. ]
Giving 'em away for free, as long as you can prove they belong to you. And me seeing you in both person and the painting? I'd bet my whole barge that they're sure yours. Go ahead and take 'em off my hands, they'd just take up room in my place, anyway.