The Final Week
Weather: All Week - Clear Skies
- Mystery Mail
With the event coming to a close, you may be thinking, “What now?” It seemed like Tom Nook really wanted you all to host KK Slider for the sake of going home, but you’re still here. You’re still on Isle Sonrisa. Although...the event did bring you Gulliver, and that in turn brought you those mysterious parts and messages you got in the mail this morning. Could this be a step closer to getting back home? Maybe so, but there’s only one way to find out.
Before you begin, though, Tom Nook has a few words to say for his announcements.
“Everyone, thank you so much for your hard work these past few weeks. We were able to bring KK Slider over and in turn, we’ve been receiving dozens of applications for new residents! Er, granted, I can only take so many of them until we get all of you home -- well, those of you who expressed wanting to go home, anyhow -- so I’ll be busy this upcoming week. Wilbur, Orville and I have been trying to reach out to people to try to help you find your way home, and our friend Gulliver mentioned he sent parts over to you all, yes? Do let me know how that goes! Ah, and there’s one other thing I need to take care of myself, so if you need me, I’ll be in my tent for the rest of the week.”
He doesn’t specify what that specific thing is, though. Ah, well. That seems to be the end of his announcements: Short and to the point. He seems a little stressed and busy what with the application intake, so perhaps your time is better spent figuring out the mystery behind what you received in the mail.
Your next steps will be important, after all. The end is near; how will you get there?
Monday / Tuesday / Wednesday / Thursday / Friday

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[At this point she just figured this stuff may as well happen.]
What was yours?
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[He'll pull them out, the strange leaf shaped things.] These.
...They're...supposed to be for a machine home I guess. ...I was going to stay here, but it's pretty important for everyone else after all- but the letter with it... ...It wasn't really clear on what to do.
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I don't know much about machinery, that's more Cid and Nero's thing. Mind if I look at yours, though?
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I guess whatever machine they make must have a lot more parts...
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[She frowned at the letter as she read it; it sounded too familiar to be all that comforting.]
I think...this is tellin' you to come look for me. What d'you make of this? [She handed her own letter over in turn.]
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It is?
[He looks over her own letter, blinking.] ...oh.
...I...guess I match this description. ...I don't really know who else would...
Does that mean our parts fit together somehow though? They don't really...look like it...