Weekend 7
Weather: Clear skies all weekend
It’s finally the weekend!
You’ve all been working hard to make sure today is a success. Tom Nook has delivered your fliers, and word has been spread about your island. Maybe your goal is less obvious, or at least, has been less advertised to people outside of beautiful Isla Sonrisa, but it’s that sort of expectation that hangs in the air like the excitement that’s nearly palpable. One thing’s for certain: Hopefully, KK Slider will have taken note of your sunny little island. And by the way the seaplane keeps on coming and going throughout the day, unloading other animal-like passengers, there’s no doubt that others from this world have noticed, too.
The sisters have placed the designs that were submitted for the contest outside their shop. It’s a good thing you have so many creative people inhabiting an island! Tom Nook is also handing out brochures with answers from the island’s residents for people to learn more about its inhabitants. If KK Slider is to be welcomed here, it’s best he knows for sure that he’s come to the right place. For those who are less familiar with KK’s stylings, Tom Nook has set up a display of KK’s singles and CDs. It’s hard to not notice the white dog with floppy ears and soulful eyes on some of the covers and posters.
Wandering around are Audie and Raymond -- among other animals, of course -- who are dressed in their best duds; as inhabitants of this world, they’re pretty darn jazzed about the prospect of KK Slider arriving. Even Tom Nook has broken out his best, most fashionable bowtie. Blathers, too, and he’s taken it upon himself to bring some fish- and dinosaur-themed refreshments. The museum is closed, but (Who knew an owl could bake such delicious treats?) Blathers has a little booth setup outside of the museum with pamphlets and everything you've submitted (oocly highlighted) on display outdoors.
There is another certain someone wandering around who looks a little too worried for this event, though. It's Snake, and he seems somewhat troubled. If he sees you, he's not shy about approaching and asking you if you've seen his belongings.
- "Yeah, it's kind of a terrible predicament! I don't know where they went, but I lost them all on the beach! I hope they didn't run away... those running shoes are pretty amazing, after all! You'll know they're mine if you find them, they've got my name written on 'em. I'd look for 'em myself, but you know, I just got done with a KILLER set of reps to make sure my abs and biceps are in tip-top shape for the event, bunyip. I'll be around here, so just come find me if you find my precious things!"
As for the entertainment area... You’ve all been working hard to set it up. It’s hard to miss the sort of passion that almost seems to radiate from the areas the otherworlders have put so much effort into. After all, this is what will hopefully draw KK Slider to your island, to not only perform, but to hear your own performances. Tom Nook might be passionate about making sure this island thrives and becomes a home to many people, but those who have been brought here… well, perhaps their passion outshines even Tom Nook’s. And for those of you who need to take some time to relax, the library and pool are some good options, too.
Should you choose to check the entertainment area in the middle of the day, there sure is a white dog with floppy ears and soulful eyes playing the guitar and singing a cute melody.
Lastly, Gulliver can be found sitting on the beach, taking a breather. But when he's approached he'll come on over--it seems he's just remembered something important!
- "Hey there, friend! Were you able to find my communicator parts? Hopefully they didn't go and hop into the water, that would be inconvenient for us all! Especially since I've got something that might help you all get back home that I can send over once I get my watery situation all figured out!"
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Sunday rolls around. Maybe you're still working on cleanup or relaxing after a long day. KK Slider is sitting in the Resident Services area now, sitting on a stool. There are other stools set up for people to sit around and listen.
He'll take requests based on your mood and genre. He's got a wide variety of tunes to play, so don't be shy!
(OOC: Welcome to your Weekend 7 log! We're going to try things a little differently this time: If you'd like an NPC interaction, ping us and let us know which NPC you're looking for. In terms of the visitors, they're all other villagers from Animal Crossing! Feel free to NPC those guys in your threads on your own!)

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You don't feel any different?
[ Don't mind if he scans for any symptoms. ]
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I feel fine--just eating some snacks. Nothing bad is happening.
[ It doesn't look like Laurent is getting rejuvenated or anything, but he doesn't look sick either. Granted, Laurent is the type of person to be working his jobs through an extremely high fever anyway, but he looks relaxed. ]
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If it exploded, it must have strange properties to them. Curious, he holds out his hand. Give him one. ]
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i didn't get this tag
... It's a recovery consummable.
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Want another one? For the accidental ankle sprains you might have in the future.
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Not that kind of recovery.
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[ Yeah, recover your... lost leg. Perfect. Gels are magical. ]
Is it supposed to soothe the mind?
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[ Like mana? Kind of. He doesn't eat the gel and instead stashes it into his hammerspace pocket. It would be a waste.
Now that he knows what it is, his eye stops glowing. ]
They would be useful if anything were to happen here.
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Does your eye ability not take much out of you?
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Still, it's a perception skill. ]
It's not much compared to the rest of my abilities. Some of them have stricter conditions.
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[ He's curious... tell him all about it, mister protag.
He stops eating the gels though, and puts the jar away into his pocket. ]
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I practice swordmanship that is better suited for women...
[ Does he even need to say more. ]
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Why? Did you want the handicap for some reason...?
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... I did not keep the handicap.
[ No, Laurent. Don't make him say it aloud. ]
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Laurent stares at him some more, not quite understanding something. He's pretty sure Joonghyuk is a dude. Perhaps he went through transition before? But he still practices it...? Perhaps his sense of reason and logic is stuck in "normal", since he doesn't consider sex swapping magic to be a thing.
He makes an obvious confused face at him. ]
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Laurent cannot figure it out— ]
I can turn into a woman.
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[ Since he figures... it could be a curse or whatever. ]
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[ No, not a curse. ]
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[ It's like some kind of body horror like their animal ears and tails, but he'll... choose not to bring that up. ]
You really do have all sorts of powers, huh? Do you think you have a "most useless" one?
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[ And it should be obvious that it's all survival. Joonghyuk walks over to the kitchen area. He returns back with a cup of water.
Here you go. ]
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[ He doesn't know the extent, but he takes the cup of water anyway. ]
Thanks. At times, I used to wish to have some powers for mundane utilities, but I think I liked being normal more.
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[ He might as well through Dokja under the bus so Laurent can stop thinking the man is proper and efficient. Dokja is effective and not much more— ]
You can demonstrate your powers now.
[ He wants to see. ]
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[ Laurent looks around the house. What's a good thing to end... he looks at Joonghyuk up and down. ]
Are you feeling tired? Sore anywhere?
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Nothing more than the usual.
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