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INTRO LOG ♬

Whether you were in the middle of battle, on a grand adventure, or simply relaxing somewhere comfortable doesn’t matter. Whatever it was you were doing is suddenly interrupted by time suddenly going still. Everything around you freezes. The rest of the world seems to come to a standstill. The only thing that appears to be in motion is you -- though any temptation to try and figure out what’s going on is suddenly interrupted by the presence of something...small. Something light, like a piece of paper, floating down right in front of you.

A closer inspection reveals that this mysterious piece of paper is actually a ticket of some kind. You can’t quite decipher what it says, but judging by the layout of the text and the clear image of an airplane on it, you can tell that this is a travel ticket.

Not that you have much time to inspect it anyway, because when you reach out and touch it, the world suddenly starts to warp.

Arrival

You blink, and the next thing you know, you’re falling. You aren’t falling quite as gracefully as that strange ticket was; no, you’re descending very rapidly towards the ground. You can make out that your body is...glowing...a bright shade of yellow, and the ground can either mean the sand on the beach or the ocean itself. Regardless of where you land, the impact is not painful. You can feel the thud or the splash depending on where you end up, but it doesn’t hurt whatsoever.

Those in the water are not far away from shore at all. A quick swim will get you to land! For those of you who can’t swim, well, you may want to consider calling for help, given that you aren’t alone. The glowing seems to have stopped, but you can clearly make out the figures of other people nearby under the moonlight.

The land above the sand is thick with grass and overgrown weeds. There are some bugs here and there (namely tiger beetles) that skitter about, but unless you’re willing to use your bare hands, you don’t have anything to catch them with. For a light source, you can try to make a fire on your own using some twigs lying about from the trees, both apple trees and non-fruit-bearing trees alike, if you wish. Nobody’s stopping you.

There are also assorted tents throughout this part of the island. Each tent has a number on it and a little mailbox to accompany it, and there are eleven total. There’s nothing inside, when you go in, however.

The only other notable thing here is that smack down in the middle of the area you’re in seems to be some kind of man made area. There’s a large rectangle of dirt, and sitting on top of that dirt are three things: A wooden bulletin board with nothing on it, a large green tent with a leaf-like emblem above the opening, and a tall speaker next to the tent. Seems like someone’s been here before. If you step inside of the tent, nobody’s there. It’s completely empty inside, too. Below that tent are two large red tents, one with a "Women's" sign over it and one with a "Men's" sign. There are so many tents.

The airport to the south is locked, and try as you might, the seaplane docked behind it will not start up.

But before you venture too far out, you might want to gather your bearings first and chat with those who’ve been brought here with you. Maybe try to figure out a way to survive the night...assuming help isn’t already on the way.

And maybe some of you might need the help, considering you might not be like how you were before…

The Nook

Some time passes into the night. You’ve met some of the others, maybe did a little bit of exploring and set-up; but moments later, there’s suddenly a little seaplane up ahead. You can hear the plane from wherever you are, and it starts to descend near the airport. It descends rather quickly; you can’t quite see who’s operating the plane, but the passenger door opens.

If you happen to be near the airport, raccoon-like figure emerges from the plane and looks at you expectantly. He’s wearing a white collared shirt with a turquoise leaf-like pattern on it; he also has some khaki shorts on. Finally, he’s got the same emblem on his shirt that the sign above the entrance to the large green tent had. He smiles and it reaches his eyes.

“Ah! You’re all here already, hm? Yes, yes, it’s nice to see you here.” He walks towards the rectangle of dirt, and from his pocket he produces a microphone. Then, he speaks into it, and his voice echoes through the speakers: “Please report to Resident Services near the airport. Thank you.”

Whoever does decide to gather around will be met with an introduction from the tanuki: “Let’s see… First things first, welcome, everyone, to your new island! My name is Tom Nook, founder and president of Nook Inc. This is our first ever Deserted Island Getaway Package experience, so please bear with us while we make adjustments to our program as needed. Now... Today is your first official day -- er, evening on the island. Nook Inc. will always be available to ensure your comfort and safety.”

He then goes on to do roll call. This may take a while, but at least you’ll start learning the names of the other people you’re here with!

“Moving on, I have some camping supplies for each of you that I’ll be delivering to your tents tonight. I do have some assignments for each of you, you see, to ensure that there aren’t some people who are without a place to sleep in…”

Tom Nook then proceeds to read out the tent assignments. Yes, you all have those now, apparently. Hope you get along with your new roommates!

“There will be more announcements for you tomorrow, after you all get a good night’s rest. Yes, yes! Please get to know each other, and I will see all of you at nine AM tomorrow morning.”

A pause, then: “Ah-! Before I get to distributing the supplies, if there are any questions that I can answer now, go ahead and ask them.”

Should you not have any questions, you're free to turn in for the night. Get to know your roommates, arrange your camping supplies when they're delivered to you, and enjoy the sweet tunes on the radio. Or...you can get up to mischief outdoors, too. Nobody's stopping you! This is your island now and you get to do whatever you want.

Isn't that swell?

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[Sonico, who had been just finishing up a concert, drops in the middle of the water with a big splash. She gasps, and goes to grab her guitar to make sure it's not wet but.... It's not there anymore. She's completely wet, but she splashes as she moves around, trying to find her guitar, but it's for nothing. It's not in the water. Deciding to sim to shore first, Sonico walks up in the sand, completely drenched, and spots someone. She's a bit scared, but nothing will come out of not talking to people!

Sonico walks up to the first person she sees, and smiles.]

H-hi! I'm Sonico, nice to meet you!

B.-
[Drying up a little as she walks, she inspects the stuff that seems to be laying around. There's so many tents! SO MANY TENTS! Sonico has never gone camping, what with always working or in school, but the tents look really cute. They have mailboxes!

She bumps into a tree and an apple falls down, so Sonico picks it up and cleans it with her drying shirt, suddenly hungry. She bites into it and gasps at how tasty it is!]

The apples are so good!

[She easts it as she walks, inspecting the board with nothing on it, and then the b bigger looking tent. Maybe if she could find a log or something to sit on...]

THE NOOK

[Well this is a bit surprising. There's quite a bit of weird looking people, maybe cosplaying, around her. Was there an event she didn't know about? She didn't have any of her costumes!

The little Racoon is talking now and Sonico pays attention to every word he says, even if it doesn't make sense.

Oh! the tents are for the people here!]

So we get roommates?

[She's never had roommates before! This is going to be exciting!]

Tent number one... Hehe just like my shirt! Now, where did I see Tent number one.....

[Alexis, who had just managed to pry herself off the warm, comforting sand after her own harrowing water adventure (a few feet of sea is a lot more harrowing when you're part-cat, okay?), turns and... hisses? Yes, hisses at Sonico.]

You. Where on Earth are we?

[EEK!]

I'm sorry! I don't know!

[What did she do?!]

[Sonico existed in Alexis's general vicinity when she was feeling crabby, and that's a high crime on its own.]

What do you mean you don't know?!

[Alexis... may be panicking ever-so-slightly, although she's doing her best to hide that under her wrath.]

Eek!

[Sonico closes her eyes, only opening one to see the person clearly agitated in front of her.]

It's an island! We're in an island! I think.

No duh we're on an island!

But WHY AM I PART CAT!

[Alexis's tail twitches adorably.]

You asked....

[OH! That's what she meant.]

I think it is the island's magic!

[She truly believes the only explanation to real cat ears and tail are magical in nature so...]

[Alexis opens her mouth to object, then pauses, furrowing her brow. Considering everything that had happened on Academy Island, she was in no place to criticize.]

...so you do know something about how this place works.

[Ruhroh.]

No, I don't!

[Alexis you're scaring Sonico! She covers her mouth, she sounded so rude!]

I'm sorry, but I really don't know what's happening or why you have animal ears and I don't.

Then who am I supposed to interrogate to find out who's behind these ridiculous shenanigans!

Anyone who has cat features like you, maybe?

[it could help.]

...purrhaps you have a point.

[Alexis pauses, then blushes furiously.]

PERHAPS! I SAID PERHAPS!

UUUUUGH, THIS WHOLE CAT SCHTICK SUCKS!

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