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fandomtownies2019-07-22 08:29 am
special_rabbit) wrote in fandomtownies2019-07-22 08:29 am
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Blackstone Foundry and Forge (???) ; Monday [07/22].
Well. Amaya hadn't woken up in her bed that morning, but at least it was a bed. Still, it was a little unsettling, going to sleep in one room and waking up in a completely different one, but if there wasn't any weird time things going on, it would stand to reason that this was Monday, and the island was onto a whole new thing, and it was back to going and changing her stuff around again. She'd reasoned with herself as she got up and scoped out what was different that she should be happy to take different over all those monsters, but she was having a hard time being very convincing.
So...her apartment was just a bedroom, apparently, because when she went to through the door expecting a kitchen so she could at least make some coffee, it opened up right into a shop. And not even her shop. But, still a shop, with a forge and an anvil and a cute little table, but...where were the weapons? Where was the Crumbler?
WHERE WAS THE COFFEE?
"Ugh," said Amaya, eloquently, just sort of frowning at the very mininimalized and boring and weaponless shop, pouting to herself because in that moment, she knew only the squirrels would see it and hopefully they knew she'd kick them if they decided to say anything about it in their notes.
And then her attention shifted to a big pile of interesting looking rocks that were gathered around the counter of the shop, considered the hammer there as well, and she shrugged. She might not have coffee or weaponry on hand right now, but there was at least some geodes that looked like they could be cracked open. Might be some interesting stuff inside. Guess she wouldn't know until she tried, right?
Maybe one of them would have coffee.
...zards, she hoped coffee still existed in whatever world they found themselves in this time.
The Forge is open!
[[ i have been playing way, way too much Stardew Valley. Please send help. Or at least Rare Seeds ]]
So...her apartment was just a bedroom, apparently, because when she went to through the door expecting a kitchen so she could at least make some coffee, it opened up right into a shop. And not even her shop. But, still a shop, with a forge and an anvil and a cute little table, but...where were the weapons? Where was the Crumbler?
WHERE WAS THE COFFEE?
"Ugh," said Amaya, eloquently, just sort of frowning at the very mininimalized and boring and weaponless shop, pouting to herself because in that moment, she knew only the squirrels would see it and hopefully they knew she'd kick them if they decided to say anything about it in their notes.
And then her attention shifted to a big pile of interesting looking rocks that were gathered around the counter of the shop, considered the hammer there as well, and she shrugged. She might not have coffee or weaponry on hand right now, but there was at least some geodes that looked like they could be cracked open. Might be some interesting stuff inside. Guess she wouldn't know until she tried, right?
Maybe one of them would have coffee.
...zards, she hoped coffee still existed in whatever world they found themselves in this time.
The Forge is open!
[[ i have been playing way, way too much Stardew Valley. Please send help. Or at least Rare Seeds ]]