Hello, everybody. Back with another report from Adoravil, the town that is absolutely not a medication of any sort. I feel like we've unlocked most of what there is to see, and from on it's just comfortable day to day life. ... Is what I'd be saying if I hadn't looked at the list of stuff unlockable via "having more money". Holy balls, there is so much left to do! So much to show!
When I am better funded. Until then, it's adorable pictures of talking animals. For a long time.
Let's see... Oh! K.K. Slider was last night! Let's see... I made a special request for one of my favorite songs.
Here's Steep Hill live. It's a terribly melancholy-sounding song, isn't it? Slow and moody.
Okay, now here's the take-home bootleg version. Here. With that backbeat and bridge in the middle, it's still a moody song, but now it DRIVES. Basic tune is the same, but the whole thing is transformed. Catchy as hell, too. I love this one.
Anyway, let's get on with things!
I wake up, I check the mail. ... Mallary got philosophical at me via letter.
If you think about it, letters
have the power to stop time.
They capture one moment in
ink for eternity. I love that.
And it means you can never
age in letters either!"
- From romantic Mallary.
That is part of why I keep a blog, Mallary. No matter when I die, I'm gonna live forever on the Internet.
Out at the Able Sisters, I check out a couple of things. There's a Powdered Wig and an Astronaut Helmet, neither of which I can resist grabbing...
Because they both look so darned GOOFY. I feel like Captain Olimar in this helmet. I wander by Club LOL (sigh) and get funky for a while, and notice something amusing. Occasionally my GIANT HEAD and the town flag flash on the jumbotron.
THAT could be exploitable. After a while though I realize that this is just me shaking my ass in an empty room. I can do that in reality. Or better, I can go into the boyfriend's room and shake my ass at HIM. Let's find something else to do.
... Okay, ass shaken at completely baffled woof. ("What? What are y... WHY?") Back. NOW let's find something else to do.
Bertha always has the right idea, though.
I also drop in on Ozzie, who appears to be trying to teach a ciceda to read. ... Live the dream, Ozzie.
Mallary has some revisionist history to drop...
And according to rumors Teddy's heard about himself ...
... Teddy is taking that "IT'S OVER 9000" joke a little too seriously. Prince Tegeta, Most Powerful Super-Bearyn? Duke Teddy, pilot of the Teddaizer super robot? Who would start a rumor that Teddy is a prince of space anyway?
Obviously he's a deposed Atlantian king.
(Then again, maybe he's a superhero. Superted? Nah, that's ridiculous.)
Anywaaaaay. That'll do for the night. Later tonight I'll have to get islanding and save up a buncha awesome fish for selling purposes.
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