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xyzzysqrlOh my goodness it is way too morning. Like seriously it is some serious morning up in here and I am not prepared for it.
Okay. I've eaten and stuff, I'm awake, let's peek into the town of Adoravil and see how things are getting along there. If y'all will recall, I am on a GRIM MISSION to raise my approval rating, so I gotta get down and friendly on the streets with all my animal homies. I think I'm using that word properly.
I flip open the 3DS, "wake up", stumble outside my tent... wait, something feels different here.
Where the hell did THAT come from?! I mean, look! I've got mail! I shuffle over and check that out. Oh, cool. Bertha wrote a reply, to let me know that my letters cause "uncontrollable smiling". Why yes, that's the Joker Gas I spritz the paper with before I send them. She also felt "touched", which makes me happy. I can touch people, remotely, with fingers made of paper. I have the WORST mutant power.
...Wait a second here. My eyes wander from the letter up to... Did they just build the house around my tent? That feels weirdly invasive, somehow more so than if they'd woke me up and moved me out of the way first. Nook, you run the weirdest businesses. Inside I find some nice wooden flooring, that lantern... and Isabelle, knocking cheerfully on the door.
She's brought over some wallpaper for me, at that! After she's waved and left, I toss it up on the walls to see what it looks like.
That's certainly a lot better than dingy brown. I wonder if she knitted it herself or something. In any event, I have a house now, YAY! Okay. Now, how to raise approval ratings? I ponder this while I cross the tracks to see what Timmy/Tommy have in the way of new goods for sale. It's "Timmy" today, and the little nookspore has a bug net for sale. This will allow me to... yes, catch bugs, which yes, go in the museum or get sold or get mailed to unsuspecting villagers.
That last one will wait until AFTER I've gotten my permit, I suspect. Buying the net takes me down to 480 bells, so I'll need to fish like crazy (I'll spare you the screenshots unless a new fish is caught!) and shell-collect like a mad thing to get my cash back up.
First, back to town hall. I plunk down in the chair and check my approval rating. It's up to 32 percent, which in part is due to my getting a house, supposedly. Time to beat feet and talk to the people. Isabelle also suggests selling some stuff at the Re-Tail shop, so maybe I'll put up a display when I get something disposable.
First off, I check in on Teddy. I wonder if he DOES live in a gym? Let's find out. Hey, Teddy, anyone h--
-- I have misunderestimated you, Teddy, and I apologize. We chat for a bit, and he drops more game-tutorializing, like "Don't fall asleep without saving your game or you'll forget everything you did!" That would be a terrible fate. I also fiddle with his piano a while, which gets Teddy wildly applauding. Aheh. I'm a natural, I guess. Along the way I spy a chance or two to use my new net. Using this is HARD, I keep whiffing. Before long, though --
...This next bit happened too fast to screencap. There was a present, tied to a balloon, floating along as I climbed the cliff to head to Re-Tail. This is a reoccuring feature in the AC games. Usually you need a slingshot to bust the balloons, but since I was lined up right across from it with my net, I gave a swing and ... HIT!
Ohmygosh, what's in the box?! It's a BALLOON LAMP.
Tacky, but cute. I may keep it. Two lamps, no furniture. This is how I live.
Over at Re-Tail, I put my old, non-paw-printed wallpaper up for sale for 400 bells. Reese cheerfully informs me that if it sells she'll stick the money straight into my savings at the post office. I also chat it up with Curt, who is doing his shopping.
... I don't think anything has sold from Re-Tail in the whole time I've been here. Not that that's saying much.
That's both bears chatted with today. I start to hunt for the other residents. I'm not the only one hunting, as Bertha has a bug net out. She waves when she sees me coming, and instantly starts a sly subtle hinting that she'd like to be invited to my place.
She cheerfully asks what time is good, and hints that "half past 11" is solid for her. I check my clock (10:30 AM) and shrug. "Sure!" So now I have a date with a hippo. To come look at my two lamps. I hope she's not expecting much.
While I'm wandering around town, I spot this thing.
What the heck is that? Another tent? I poke my head in. ...Oh god, this asshole.
Meet "Crazy" Redd the fox, the only vulpine-associated persona in all of Animal Crossing. Redd is a fast-talking oily-smooth salesman who probably talks in Osaka-accented speech in Japan but has a faintly hillbilly accent here in the US. His gimmick is that he'll sell you one and only one piece of art every time he's in town, for an outragous markup. And when I say art, I mean...
Y'know, ART.
The thing is? You've got a one-in-four chance that whatever you buy is a genuine article, worthy of museum donation, and a 3/4 chance that you're getting... well, this.
If you try to donate a hunk of fake art to the museum, Blathers pecks out your eyes. ... Okay, no, he just laughs and declares it a forgery and you cringe because you've just been socially humiliated by a narcoleptic owl. SAME THING REALLY.
Right now I don't have the funds to throw down Crazy Redd's Pit O' Money (for Ms. Lisa there he wants 4,000 bells or so) so I'll just have to hope he comes back some day when I do. Or that I rake in the fish profit this morning. Either way.
Okay, back to wandering town. Mallary! Hi, Mallary! You want me to do what?
Cool. I can do that. I know he's off at home. One sec. Ozzie just walked by, and I have to chat (him/her) up. Ozzie, as it happens, is puzzled. (She/he) heard about the butterfly effect recently, and wants me to catch a butterfly and hand it to (her/him) so (he/she) can stare at it for hours and ponder what it means. ... Sounds good to me. There's butterflies all over town. I snag one on the way to Teddy's Culture Shack, in fact!
I present Teddy with the package, which turns out to be a new shirt. He rips his old one off like the Hulk and pulls it on right in front of me, then stands there posing and grunting.
I tell him he looks "super buff" and he elects to keep it on all day, since Mallary wouldn't have picked out an outfit for him unless she had "some event in mind" for him to wear it at. In reward, he hands me a lemon. Now... I might normally be quizzical about this, except that I know non-native fruits sell for a BUNDLE. I run outside and over to my house and plant this lemon-y gift right in the ground. Hopefully this bear fruit will bear fruit! ... Huh? HUH? Yeah? ... no? Okay.
Meanwhile, as a reward for hunting down a butterfly like the mighty catcher I am, Ozzie passes me...
Ooh. Now Bertha and I can sit, look at my lamps, and have shaved ice. This is sounding more and more like a party every moment.
Okay, who've I met today. Teddy, Curt, Ozzie, Bertha, Mallary... Wait. Whose house is this? This house is new.
Klaus - The Third Bear. (WTF BEARS EVERYWHERE I AM PLAYING BEAR CROSSING.) Klaus is a big blue bear who claims he breaks trends and makes trends, and calls me "strudel". He's also wearing some kind of military vest, so I'm not gonna ask about his past too much. In any event, he seems pleased that the mayor personally showed up on his first day in town to greet him. Sure, that was intentional.
I have some time before my date, so I go digging for fossils (dun dun dun) and get them approved by Blathers. The new fossils (dun dun dun) are a Pachy torso, Styraco Torso, and Apato Tail. I donate them, a bee, and a butterfly to Blathers. I had forgotten this little quirk...
...as Blathers desperately tries to hold the donated bug at arm's length when he only has wings. I'm also slightly delighted to see that one of my fossils (dun dun dun) (a parasaur tail) was a repeat, so I sell that off for some nice cash. Then it's back to fishing...
...Bug hunting...
...and since I have the money, a sudden self-conscious rush to improve my percieved culture level before my date.
That last one is a failure, as Redd informs me that he'll mail it to me by tomorrow. Augh, but... CULTURE. I have to sit and look at balloons and talk about art with a hippo! Oh god she'll think I'm gauche. Oh well. Nothing to do but sit and wait.
Eventually, at 11:30 on the dot --
I turn my lamps on and off at her, then rotate the ice maker a while. She eventually chimes in that "all the basic furniture" seems to be missing. She calls my style "Distinctive", but I'm pretty sure that's a code word for "minimalist", which is a code word for "poor". ... Alas. Still, she says however I decorate, it's still "totally you". Eventually, she heads out and I do too.
My current approval rating, according to Isabelle, is 81 percent. Hmmm. Isabelle and I brainstorm a while about raising approval ratings. I need to put a mark on this town.. by changing the town flag and town tune! Town flag, huh? Hmmm.
Argent, a sqrlhead displayed guiles, affronte', derpfaced.
As to the town tune, I spent a while trying to get the riff of Thomas Dolby's Europa and the Pirate Twins and failing horribly. In the end I go with a rather generic boopy tune. Oh well, I'll try again later.
As I finish twiddling the tune, Isabelle clears her throat and busts out a pipe-organ-like singing voice that leaves me briefly speechless. Good heavens, let's get you to an opera house! Where were you KEEPING that, Isabelle?!
All that bumps my approval to 87 percent. Isabelle finally shrugs and admits the only way to raise my popularity is to go out and SMILE at people and do whatever they ask. I get on the streets (well, metaphorically, we do not have streets) and shove my face at townies until they REMEMBER it. Bertha asks for some oranges, so I shake three out of a tree, plant two, and give her one. She devours it, peel and all, then passes me...
...a big red phone box. Shame it's not blue.
Anyway, stuffing Bertha full of citrus turns to have been the final step towards a 100% approval rating.
So I'll just have to hurry up and wait for that.
I may pick the game up and do more money-fishing and insect hunting throughout the day, but for now... I think we can save and quit. Hopefully tomorrow I get my stamp of approval and can start making this town DIFFERENT!
Okay. I've eaten and stuff, I'm awake, let's peek into the town of Adoravil and see how things are getting along there. If y'all will recall, I am on a GRIM MISSION to raise my approval rating, so I gotta get down and friendly on the streets with all my animal homies. I think I'm using that word properly.
I flip open the 3DS, "wake up", stumble outside my tent... wait, something feels different here.
Where the hell did THAT come from?! I mean, look! I've got mail! I shuffle over and check that out. Oh, cool. Bertha wrote a reply, to let me know that my letters cause "uncontrollable smiling". Why yes, that's the Joker Gas I spritz the paper with before I send them. She also felt "touched", which makes me happy. I can touch people, remotely, with fingers made of paper. I have the WORST mutant power.
...Wait a second here. My eyes wander from the letter up to... Did they just build the house around my tent? That feels weirdly invasive, somehow more so than if they'd woke me up and moved me out of the way first. Nook, you run the weirdest businesses. Inside I find some nice wooden flooring, that lantern... and Isabelle, knocking cheerfully on the door.
She's brought over some wallpaper for me, at that! After she's waved and left, I toss it up on the walls to see what it looks like.
That's certainly a lot better than dingy brown. I wonder if she knitted it herself or something. In any event, I have a house now, YAY! Okay. Now, how to raise approval ratings? I ponder this while I cross the tracks to see what Timmy/Tommy have in the way of new goods for sale. It's "Timmy" today, and the little nookspore has a bug net for sale. This will allow me to... yes, catch bugs, which yes, go in the museum or get sold or get mailed to unsuspecting villagers.
That last one will wait until AFTER I've gotten my permit, I suspect. Buying the net takes me down to 480 bells, so I'll need to fish like crazy (I'll spare you the screenshots unless a new fish is caught!) and shell-collect like a mad thing to get my cash back up.
First, back to town hall. I plunk down in the chair and check my approval rating. It's up to 32 percent, which in part is due to my getting a house, supposedly. Time to beat feet and talk to the people. Isabelle also suggests selling some stuff at the Re-Tail shop, so maybe I'll put up a display when I get something disposable.
First off, I check in on Teddy. I wonder if he DOES live in a gym? Let's find out. Hey, Teddy, anyone h--
-- I have misunderestimated you, Teddy, and I apologize. We chat for a bit, and he drops more game-tutorializing, like "Don't fall asleep without saving your game or you'll forget everything you did!" That would be a terrible fate. I also fiddle with his piano a while, which gets Teddy wildly applauding. Aheh. I'm a natural, I guess. Along the way I spy a chance or two to use my new net. Using this is HARD, I keep whiffing. Before long, though --
...This next bit happened too fast to screencap. There was a present, tied to a balloon, floating along as I climbed the cliff to head to Re-Tail. This is a reoccuring feature in the AC games. Usually you need a slingshot to bust the balloons, but since I was lined up right across from it with my net, I gave a swing and ... HIT!
Ohmygosh, what's in the box?! It's a BALLOON LAMP.
Tacky, but cute. I may keep it. Two lamps, no furniture. This is how I live.
Over at Re-Tail, I put my old, non-paw-printed wallpaper up for sale for 400 bells. Reese cheerfully informs me that if it sells she'll stick the money straight into my savings at the post office. I also chat it up with Curt, who is doing his shopping.
... I don't think anything has sold from Re-Tail in the whole time I've been here. Not that that's saying much.
That's both bears chatted with today. I start to hunt for the other residents. I'm not the only one hunting, as Bertha has a bug net out. She waves when she sees me coming, and instantly starts a sly subtle hinting that she'd like to be invited to my place.
She cheerfully asks what time is good, and hints that "half past 11" is solid for her. I check my clock (10:30 AM) and shrug. "Sure!" So now I have a date with a hippo. To come look at my two lamps. I hope she's not expecting much.
While I'm wandering around town, I spot this thing.
What the heck is that? Another tent? I poke my head in. ...Oh god, this asshole.
Meet "Crazy" Redd the fox, the only vulpine-associated persona in all of Animal Crossing. Redd is a fast-talking oily-smooth salesman who probably talks in Osaka-accented speech in Japan but has a faintly hillbilly accent here in the US. His gimmick is that he'll sell you one and only one piece of art every time he's in town, for an outragous markup. And when I say art, I mean...
Y'know, ART.
The thing is? You've got a one-in-four chance that whatever you buy is a genuine article, worthy of museum donation, and a 3/4 chance that you're getting... well, this.
If you try to donate a hunk of fake art to the museum, Blathers pecks out your eyes. ... Okay, no, he just laughs and declares it a forgery and you cringe because you've just been socially humiliated by a narcoleptic owl. SAME THING REALLY.
Right now I don't have the funds to throw down Crazy Redd's Pit O' Money (for Ms. Lisa there he wants 4,000 bells or so) so I'll just have to hope he comes back some day when I do. Or that I rake in the fish profit this morning. Either way.
Okay, back to wandering town. Mallary! Hi, Mallary! You want me to do what?
Cool. I can do that. I know he's off at home. One sec. Ozzie just walked by, and I have to chat (him/her) up. Ozzie, as it happens, is puzzled. (She/he) heard about the butterfly effect recently, and wants me to catch a butterfly and hand it to (her/him) so (he/she) can stare at it for hours and ponder what it means. ... Sounds good to me. There's butterflies all over town. I snag one on the way to Teddy's Culture Shack, in fact!
I present Teddy with the package, which turns out to be a new shirt. He rips his old one off like the Hulk and pulls it on right in front of me, then stands there posing and grunting.
I tell him he looks "super buff" and he elects to keep it on all day, since Mallary wouldn't have picked out an outfit for him unless she had "some event in mind" for him to wear it at. In reward, he hands me a lemon. Now... I might normally be quizzical about this, except that I know non-native fruits sell for a BUNDLE. I run outside and over to my house and plant this lemon-y gift right in the ground. Hopefully this bear fruit will bear fruit! ... Huh? HUH? Yeah? ... no? Okay.
Meanwhile, as a reward for hunting down a butterfly like the mighty catcher I am, Ozzie passes me...
Ooh. Now Bertha and I can sit, look at my lamps, and have shaved ice. This is sounding more and more like a party every moment.
Okay, who've I met today. Teddy, Curt, Ozzie, Bertha, Mallary... Wait. Whose house is this? This house is new.
Klaus - The Third Bear. (WTF BEARS EVERYWHERE I AM PLAYING BEAR CROSSING.) Klaus is a big blue bear who claims he breaks trends and makes trends, and calls me "strudel". He's also wearing some kind of military vest, so I'm not gonna ask about his past too much. In any event, he seems pleased that the mayor personally showed up on his first day in town to greet him. Sure, that was intentional.
I have some time before my date, so I go digging for fossils (dun dun dun) and get them approved by Blathers. The new fossils (dun dun dun) are a Pachy torso, Styraco Torso, and Apato Tail. I donate them, a bee, and a butterfly to Blathers. I had forgotten this little quirk...
...as Blathers desperately tries to hold the donated bug at arm's length when he only has wings. I'm also slightly delighted to see that one of my fossils (dun dun dun) (a parasaur tail) was a repeat, so I sell that off for some nice cash. Then it's back to fishing...
...Bug hunting...
...and since I have the money, a sudden self-conscious rush to improve my percieved culture level before my date.
That last one is a failure, as Redd informs me that he'll mail it to me by tomorrow. Augh, but... CULTURE. I have to sit and look at balloons and talk about art with a hippo! Oh god she'll think I'm gauche. Oh well. Nothing to do but sit and wait.
Eventually, at 11:30 on the dot --
I turn my lamps on and off at her, then rotate the ice maker a while. She eventually chimes in that "all the basic furniture" seems to be missing. She calls my style "Distinctive", but I'm pretty sure that's a code word for "minimalist", which is a code word for "poor". ... Alas. Still, she says however I decorate, it's still "totally you". Eventually, she heads out and I do too.
My current approval rating, according to Isabelle, is 81 percent. Hmmm. Isabelle and I brainstorm a while about raising approval ratings. I need to put a mark on this town.. by changing the town flag and town tune! Town flag, huh? Hmmm.
Argent, a sqrlhead displayed guiles, affronte', derpfaced.
As to the town tune, I spent a while trying to get the riff of Thomas Dolby's Europa and the Pirate Twins and failing horribly. In the end I go with a rather generic boopy tune. Oh well, I'll try again later.
As I finish twiddling the tune, Isabelle clears her throat and busts out a pipe-organ-like singing voice that leaves me briefly speechless. Good heavens, let's get you to an opera house! Where were you KEEPING that, Isabelle?!
All that bumps my approval to 87 percent. Isabelle finally shrugs and admits the only way to raise my popularity is to go out and SMILE at people and do whatever they ask. I get on the streets (well, metaphorically, we do not have streets) and shove my face at townies until they REMEMBER it. Bertha asks for some oranges, so I shake three out of a tree, plant two, and give her one. She devours it, peel and all, then passes me...
...a big red phone box. Shame it's not blue.
Anyway, stuffing Bertha full of citrus turns to have been the final step towards a 100% approval rating.
So I'll just have to hurry up and wait for that.
I may pick the game up and do more money-fishing and insect hunting throughout the day, but for now... I think we can save and quit. Hopefully tomorrow I get my stamp of approval and can start making this town DIFFERENT!
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