I’m talking about Animal Crossing, City Folk, the computer game that has a never ending storyline, days and seasons passing in real time. A character moves to a town and begins to live like a villager: house mortgage need to get paid, harvest gathered and friends visited. Activities and events take place same time they happen in real life and there is not an ultimate goal. Life is what one makes of it.

Season had changed, but the villagers are still adorable nutters. Here is a selection of screenshots of what happened.

Baabara was standing outside her house – way past her bedtime. She told me her key fell in the river (even though I am sure they throw it there on purpose).  I fished for over an an hour. When I finally found it and rushed it back to her, she thanked me:

Next I bumped to Merry, a new cat in town. She was wearing a pink daisy shirt and carrying a watering can, so  I expected her to talk about furry things. But the looks are deceiving in Piippola. Her first words to me:

Derwin is my favourite character, an insecure nerd house full of fossils and junk. He approached me sweating the huge drops of anxiety. Big boys had been bullying him again:

It is absolutely ok to talk about vulcans, I told him. Relieved, he went back home  and I continued to look for Harry, the bully. I put on a hockey mask and bun wig to look more intimidating. Finally I found him, an old hippo with  no fashion sense and who mostly comes out at night:

Hmm, seems like he has adapted the word himself. Great, no problem there.

I was happy to see that Buck was sporting DS9 Julian Bashir uniform I had designed. And boy, was he feeling frisky in it:

I have to admit the shirt looks great on him.

Next one out and about was Twiggy, who seemed to have a great night. The canary bird chick seems to have lost all his marbles. Note that it’s not even full moon yet:

Before I finished the game for the night, I bumped to Baabara again, who commented my new style:

Six mad villagers. Piippola nights out, of course I am excited