January 1st, 2017, 9:34 AM
You had been dropped off at a very snowy, seemingly abandoned train station. Before you could turn around and ask Vlinny if he was sure that this was the place, he seemed to disappear. The low hum of his space ship as it took off told you otherwise, however.
Five minutes later, the train crawled to a stop in front of your bench, and the door opened. You stand there for a few seconds, peering into the train with a sense of apprehension. A whole year, alone? Could you even hold up for that long by yourself?
The train conductor peers out of the train. He?s a monkey, a pretty small one. ?Eeek! Are you going to get on, or??? He asks, looking you over. You get on the train, but don?t really respond to him.
There?s only one passenger, someone you expected to be there. Vlinny had let you know what he looked like, and his name. The cat in front of you tells you his name, even though you already know. His name is Rover. He proceeds to indulge in a little small talk; taking the map of Bizhawk out and showing you, asking you questions about why you are moving. You keep your story vague; the cat only knows that you are a friend of Mayor Vlinny's because Vlinny mentioned it to him when calling him up to get him to meet you. He doesn't seem to realize where you came from, either.
"You hear what happened to Vinetown?" Rover asks, leaning back in his seat. "Apparently it was destroyed. Looked like a giant had stomped all over it. Not a lot made it, sadly; the paper said international police are still investigating. There were people's guts everywhere, it said. Ew. Poor folks." The cat wrinkled his nose. Your eyes sting a bit, but you are able to keep Rover from seeing you cry.
"Now arriving in Bizhawk! Bizhawk Station!" You hear the conductor squeak out, his voice amplified by the speakers inside the train.
This is it, you think.
One year of being alone. I... I kind of deserve it, to be fair...
The first thing you see stepping out of the train is four animal faces, and your heart skips a beat in fear.
I thought! I thought this town was deserted! Oh god! I...
The animal on the right steps forward, and claims you are the mayor. The first thing you say in reply is, "I thought this town was abandoned. I'm not the mayor."
"Oh mayor!" The yellow dog replies. "There's no mistake! You said you would be here!"
Before you can object, you are dragged away to town hall, and then dragged to a shop to place your house. And soon, you have a home. Well, it's a tent; the real estate manager, Tom Nook, assures you that as soon as the down payment was paid that it would actually be a house. It's cozy as a tent, though. You don't mind too much. The only thing you mind is the cold as it's snowy here.
You are then whisked away to a ceremony, to plant a town tree. You've stopped arguing with Isabelle, the yellow dog from before, because arguing was useless. Besides, how could you explain your affliction anyway?
"Hi, I'm Binyot, and when I get emotionally attached to things they are destroyed in an explosion of numbers, colors, and clown vomit?" No one would believe you. They'd most likely laugh and tell you to stop trying to prank them. You resolve to keep in your tent a lot this year. You can't get attached to this town. In a year, you'd be either cured... or dead. But until then, you are a real danger to this town.
January 6st, 2017, 4:34 PM.
Being alone in a cold tent sucked.
You were able to sneak out of it for some supplies, clothing, and a few furniture items, but then you would retreat back to your tent. Villagers from the town would try and visit, but you feigned sickness to get them to not come in. You know that this excuse will not last long, and you wonder how you were going to keep them from being infected like your old town was.
You had to not care for them. But you could already feel it; you cared for them a bit. Mitzi had brought you a sweater. She hadn't bothered to bug you, but she left it, folded neatly, at the tent door. It was super warm, and made the tent more bearable. And Isabelle, this morning, had left a note with several items (some peaches, a watering can, and a fishing rod) with a note. "I hope you feel better soon!"
They were nice and caring and
you were going to be the death of them.
Knowing you can't feign illness for long, you come out of the tent and stretch. You then notice a new house, one that hadn't been there previously. Wonder who that is, you think, and before you can really stop yourself you are in this new villager's house.
She calls herself Sprinkles. Your first thought is that that name is the oddest one you've heard. But it sort of fits how she looks, you realize. Her upbeat attitude immediately rubs off on you, and you leave the place grinning. You then go and pay off your down payment on your house, and grab a fortune. The cookie is the best you've tasted (or at least, it's the best thing you've had for a few days.)
Isabelle stops you before you re-enter your tent (Soon to be a house, though you doubt that Tom Nook works that fast. Your mind flashes to the idea of house-building ninjas, and you snort in laughter. Isabelle gives you a weird look in reply. You can't really focus on what she's telling you. Something about a Town development permit...??
January 7th, 1:27 PM
The rumor mill has started about you, it seems. You catch a whisper of it before Mitzi and Big Top see you and stop. They think you are a runaway from one of the destroyed towns near Vinetown. Apparently the destruction of the town affected several others, as well. A little town called Da Burbs, and several others. You don't recognize the names, but you think you've seen the flag of one before (It's a... satan star? You remember the Mayor of that town was a big metalhead, anyway.) You are amazed at how close they are from the truth.
Maybe it's because of this rumor, though, that you enter the Town Hall to see a stack of new papers on your desk, and a very happy Isabelle. "You should have your Town Development Permit in the morning!" She happily exclaims.
Well... you might be able to enjoy yourself for this year. You just have to not get too attached, is all. You think you could do that.