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WEEKEND 7 LOG ♬
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!

something that might help you all get back home

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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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[ Stop mean, he's baby.

Dokja blinks a few as his arms are pried off, freezing for a moment and wondering if the man was displeased by his actions. Once again, the reader starts to doubt and overthink before finding himself settled in a more natural sit.

Cheeks flush a little as ears quiver back, tail flopping against Joonghyuk consistently in his fluster but finds himself relaxing against him with a huff. Willing both his nerves and heart to calm down. The blanket around them both is a lot more wrapped now so he can't complain. ]

No, I'm pretty certain it was you.

[ This is a good position to cuddle a bit, though Joonghyuk doesn't start. Instead, he tucks Dokja under is chin for some proper totem poling to compare their heights—it's not that big of a difference. Okay. Carefully, he buries his nose into his crown, between those black tipped ears. His tail, though hidden by the blanket, sweeps across the floor in small wags. Eyes look ahead to the dark horizon, barely making out the moon's reflection on the ocean's ripples.

Unlike Dokja, Joonghyuk is very comfortable with how things are. ]

You said "hold me then."

[ Word for word. If only he was whimsical enough to mimic Dokja's demanding and somewhat haughty tone, too. ]

[ Feeling that chin slot above him, he freezes for a moment with quick swishes of his tail. However, that feel against the top of his head sends a shiver and quick flick of those ears. Just briefly does his head tilt back but it lowers again as he feels an ear fold back in a brush against his companion. ] I did.

[ What he doesn't say is, he didn't expect Joonghuyk to do it. He thought about saying it, but being held is... comforting. His heart drums quietly along as he finds himself relaxing further in those arms. He looks ahead to take in the view that is a contrast to what he remembers of home. His tail lightly thumps over the blanket below from the cover of the one around them. ]

You wouldn't force yourself if you didn't want to. [ Though it sounds like a comment, it comes off as a question. One ear perking slightly up as he waits on an answer. ]

[ Why must Dokja's tail be so big and puffy? He can feel it thump across the blanket and over his leg. It's kind of annoying, but he doesn't say anything about it. The scowl will just stay with little hostility. It's not difficult to pick up when his companion is overthinking things. ]

I wouldn't. [ Joonghyuk confirms what Dokja says. ] It's better.

[ Warm. ]

You're not as thin as you arrived.

[ Yes, he's going to make this comment. ]

[ Don't hate his puffy tail. At least it stops its quick thumping, easing to a slow flop. ]

Oh. [ That surprises him. He did not expect him to say it's better. He fidgets maybe once, before both ears fold and he holds back from nuzzling into the other man like a smitten teen. Embarrassing. ]

I'd have you to thank for that, right? Eating three proper meals everyday, jogging and so on. [ He snorts with some amusement. ]

[ It's annoying? It literally comes between the two of them. He has to deal with the big tail all the time. He hates these animal features, even if it comes in handy to read Dokja's moods. It's a mystery how the other man wears his intentions and feelings on his sleeve one second, then suddenly it's difficult to read him.

Joonghyuk doesn't like that. He starts curling forward, almost making them into a ball. Gonna crush you. ]

And you will continue that routine when we leave for home.

[ Not even an ask. Joonghyuk basically demands it? Expects it? Dokja has no say whatsoever. ]

[ Granted, Dokja likes them in being able to read Joonghyuk's mood better but there are also the familiar quirks he's so well aware of. In the end, not anything necessarey to have, but they are soft to touch. He freezes as the man starts to bear his weight over him, blinking a few suddenly before he realizes he's being forced into a ball? ]

H-Hey.. are you trying to suffocate me?

[ Stop. His tail now avidly whacks against Joonghyuk, holding back from wheezing pathetically. ]

I see. It's like having a housewife and coach in one. [ MUMBLES. ]

You're still able to breathe.

[ So no, he isn't suffocating him. Just doesn't it feel nice to be a little ball? Like you're returning to childhood—Mia likes it, though Joonghyuk doesn't remember what it's like to be a child... Since he never was one. The tail doesn't make him stop. Instead he makes sure it's also squeezed into this ball thing they're making. ]

I'm not a housewife.

[ He's a man? ]

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