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weekend 1 log
Weather: Saturday AM and PM - cloudy and warm. Sunday AM - rainy, PM - cloudy.
- The Move-In
You’ve spent the week adjusting to island life by getting to know one another, figuring out what to do with all those presents, gathering your resources and selling them off to Tom Nook. The weekend is finally here, though, and that’s something to celebrate!
...But when you wake up on Saturday, whenever that may be, the environment you’re in is not the tent you remember falling asleep in. Rather, you’re inside of some kind of house with a white wall and ceiling, wood lined across the bottom of the walls. The floor is wood, too, shiny and glossy as the sun rays shine through the one window in your house. Whatever you had lying out in your tents is still arranged in the same general order you had your things in before. Furthermore, you’re still lying on your camping cots with the same people who fell asleep in the tent with you, but if you decide to get up and investigate, you’ll find two other rooms other than the one you’re in.
Facing the door from the inside, if you look to your left, you’ll find...a bathroom! It’s got a basic toilet, sink, and a bathtub with a showerhead for you to use. There are also enough bath towels for each person hanging on a towel rack. The walls are white but the floor in here is tiled instead of wooden. The room across the bathroom, however, is empty. It has the same wallpaper and flooring as the main room you found yourself in.
It’s a small, comfy place you’re staying in, but the real question is… When did this happen? Only one way to find out.
And sure enough, if you’re awake by nine AM, Tom Nook will rally everyone to Resident Services for his morning announcements.
“Good morning, everyone, and welcome to your first weekend on Isle Sonrisa! As you’ve all probably already noticed by now, we were able to upgrade your tents last night into houses! Don’t worry, there is no fee for this upgrade -- but now you finally have a place where you can decorate your house with all the furniture you were able to get in the mail. For any excess items you may have… Might I suggest a yard sard of some sort, hm?”
He tilts his head a little. He thinks this is a good idea!
“Alternatively, houses all come with storage. There’s a small little storage shed in the back of everyone’s houses that can fit many, many items. If you don’t want to sell your items to me or hand them off to someone else, you can store them inside of there.”
Tom Nook nods his head. “Yes, yes. I’d like to suggest that you all take this weekend to decide how to arrange the items you’ve gotten in the mail...and one more thing about those items: You can put them outside, too. For example, oh, an exercise area might be nice…” He sounds a little wistful when he says it, but promptly shakes his head afterwards.
“Ah-! Before I forget...erm… It seems as though one of our friends has unexpectedly left the island. We don’t know where or how he left, you see...but Heimdall is no longer here. We’re still working on figuring out a way to send you all home, and we’re trying to track him down, too.”
He looks very guilty about that, at least. But the moment passes, and he perks up again, smiling at everyone as best as he can. “Alright, that’s it! You can spend the weekend however you’d like to, but with your new homes being built and all the furniture some of you have received, well… It may be a good idea to work on that, no?”
(OOC: Welcome to your first event log! Any questions can be directed to the FAQ. We will no longer be posting log questions and will be funneling them to the FAQ instead for easier access.
Let us know if you have any questions, as always! NPCing will be available after ~3:30PM EST today.)
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Minato takes the bottle and tries to ease out the cork, but he isn't strong enough for that. Hmmmmmmmmmm...
It gets smashed against the side of the plane, broken glass shallowly cutting up Minato's fingers in the process, and he dips his hand in the water for a second to wash off the blood before shaking out the DIY recipe so he doesn't get it dirty. ]
A swinging bench. Cool.
[ From the depths of the sea, dark shapes take notice of the drops of red and start to congregate around their plane. ]
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Then he notices the dark shapes gradually surrounding the seaplane. Oh... oh no. ]
... Either the fish love your blood or you attracted sharks.
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It's okay. They're sea animals. Can't get on land.
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[ Though, Laurent no longer looks too worried. He has a plan for the worst case scenario, and he'll probably have to count on his luck for it to work. ]
It doesn't look like you can dive though.
[ Don't test that-- ]
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[ He looks from the water to the cockpit- still locked, with some regret he hadn't thought to ask Serval smash her way into this door too. ]
If we keep going, we'll get away from the blood. And then maybe you can dive?
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I'll have to pass. I don't want to be potential shark food even if we do get away from the blood.
[ For all he knows, sharks could mistake the seaplane as some awkward seal to munch on. ]
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Okay. I'll go, then.
[ They're papercut slices on his hand and nothing too deep, as far as he can see, so they'll heal up once they're dry. He blows on it a little. ]
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Let me move the plane away first.
[ Then he'll resume rowing... if actual sharks come, Laurent will surely make them submit. Somehow. ]
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If there are sharks and we catch one... we'd be able to feed everybody for a while. No need to overfish... if that's possible. Been talking to some people worried about messing up the ocean and plants and stuff.
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[ It's like the magic of convenience is wrapped all around this island, and Laurent can't help but to feel uneasy sometimes when he actually thinks about it. ]
Shark is hard to prepare, but they also sell for thousands of bells.
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...I thought Tom Nook was a pretty shrewd businessman. We provide labor. Receive currency with no worth in return. But then he turns around and makes houses appear out of nowhere... I can't figure it out.
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[ He manages to get the seaplane a little further away and just to spite whatever is lurking underwater, he wanted to jab at one of them with the umbrella. But. Are they gone now?? ]
And he did say we'd be getting a surprise with the bells, so they'll be worth something eventually.
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I hope it's a vending machine.
[ He expressed this once before but he'll say it again... ]
What would you want?
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[ All about practicality. Laurent gets out a flimsy fishing rod and casts a line into the water. You know. Just in case. ]
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[ going through his mental list of passport names and faces-- ]
Scintilla. Said she could make a forge with the right materials.
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[ Laurent smiles. He remembers that two truths and one lie game. Fascinating people. ]
I suppose, but if there's an easier method of obtaining things, I'd welcome it.
[ There's a bite and Laurent reels in the line and... it's a horse mackerel. Okay, cool. He stuffs that into his pocket. ]
Looks like the water is safe.
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Exhibit A: fish in pocket. ]
Time for another trial run, then? I won't swim as deep this time.
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Yeah, I'll pull you up at 55 seconds. If you see a shark, give the string a sharp tug.
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[ Down he goes again, feeling the light and sounds smother around him as the water covers his head, bangs pulled up away from his eyes. He takes a quick glance around, twisting one way and then the other looking for sharks but not spotting any- yet- careful to keep his bearings so he doesn't get turned around underwater as he swims forward until he feels the rope just about pull taut, so Laurent will be able to feel if Minato tugs sharply at it.
The water goes on forever. Heavy pressure on all sides. A certain weightlessness.
Thirty seconds in, the rope goes slack again, and a rush of bubbles breaks the surface. ]
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It feels like one of the longest minutes in his life--not even since it was just thirty seconds in. When he sees a bunch of bubbles at the surface, Laurent immediately pulls on the string in an attempt to bring Minato up to the surface. ]
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What happened? Did you find a body?
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no. A cough interrupts the lie and he can't even get that out, taking Laurent's hand and helping himself up before staring out across the sea. ]
I'm... not sure. I ran into something, but there was nothing there. Sorry, I got surprised, and let go of my breath.
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As expected, it hits something. ]
Looks like this is the farthest we can go. Strange...
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Here... Move for a second?
[ He is reaching for his knapsack, and from inside it, his axe. ]
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