I was sitting on the train, minding my own business, when I mistakenly made eye contact with a cat across the aisle. He came and sat down without further ado. Now, I'm not a rude person, so I answered his questions. Name? Mike. Destination? Larkrill. Map? Yup, that one. Do I have a house? I'll find one. It was very enjoyable, actually. I found myself wishing my stop wasn't coming up so quickly, but it did.
I exited the station, only to find a group of animals waiting for me! I thought they were welcoming me because I had arrived. Well, I was partially correct. Somehow, they had decided that I was their new mayor! While I tried to protest, a puppy I'd come to know as Isabelle whisked me away to the town hall to fill out paperwork. Man, I'd come to Larkrill to escape paperwork!
Isabelle tried to register me as a citizen, but apparently I needed a home. Off I went to find Nook's Homes, a nice little real estate business run by a fellow that I think was a raccoon. Maybe he was a tanuki. I can't tell them apart. Anyway, after some blabber about 'chamber of commerce' and other things, he donned a rather dapper yellow jacket and followed me outside. I led him to a spot by the riverbend, and he set up a nice little tent for me to live in until I paid my 'down payment.' Whatever that is. With a home, Isabelle could finally complete my naturalization papers. Then, ever the whirlwind, she hurried me along to a ceremony that cemented me as the new mayor.
After that I was free. I decided that my first mayoral act would be to befriend the locals: a white tiger named Rolf, a white and blue cat named Mitzi, a dog named Walker, a black-and-white rabbit named Dotty, and a wannabe 60s rabbit actress named Tiffany. Along the way I started 'Operation Down Payment and Spruce Up Local Museum.' I call it ODPSULM. By the end of the day I'd managed to pay off my 10,000 Bell down payment (I had to pay before I could get a house???) and donated _____ bugs, fish, and fossils to the museum.
I exited the station, only to find a group of animals waiting for me! I thought they were welcoming me because I had arrived. Well, I was partially correct. Somehow, they had decided that I was their new mayor! While I tried to protest, a puppy I'd come to know as Isabelle whisked me away to the town hall to fill out paperwork. Man, I'd come to Larkrill to escape paperwork!
Isabelle tried to register me as a citizen, but apparently I needed a home. Off I went to find Nook's Homes, a nice little real estate business run by a fellow that I think was a raccoon. Maybe he was a tanuki. I can't tell them apart. Anyway, after some blabber about 'chamber of commerce' and other things, he donned a rather dapper yellow jacket and followed me outside. I led him to a spot by the riverbend, and he set up a nice little tent for me to live in until I paid my 'down payment.' Whatever that is. With a home, Isabelle could finally complete my naturalization papers. Then, ever the whirlwind, she hurried me along to a ceremony that cemented me as the new mayor.
After that I was free. I decided that my first mayoral act would be to befriend the locals: a white tiger named Rolf, a white and blue cat named Mitzi, a dog named Walker, a black-and-white rabbit named Dotty, and a wannabe 60s rabbit actress named Tiffany. Along the way I started 'Operation Down Payment and Spruce Up Local Museum.' I call it ODPSULM. By the end of the day I'd managed to pay off my 10,000 Bell down payment (I had to pay before I could get a house???) and donated _____ bugs, fish, and fossils to the museum.
