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“I acquired an elixir... I was told that it would grant me immortality. I drank it. It’s didn’t taste at all like the fruits of my labors, but I downed it anyways--with my fingers crossed--hoping, all the while, that I’ll now have all the time that I need to unlock all the mysteries of the world!”

“Work. Hard work. More Nectar--we grew so many fruits throughout the last seasons that I had enough to carry me on to the following year in Nectar making. And while we didn’t have to grow any more fruits, we continued to use the garden for out cashcrop.”

There were a few unexpected developments in the garden throughout the season. Though Beaubot and I had resolved to grow strictly Chamomile to earn money, there were a few sees that we came across in the back yard that proved very fruitful as well! Money trees! And a good many of them to boot! With all of these funds rolling in, we’ll make our goal to buy a nice family home in the Future sooner rather than later. Just gotta keep up the hard and steady work.”

“I love Beaubot. He’s really good in the garden, is a really hard worker, and I can always rely on him to get the work done... But lately he’s been arguing with the crystal plant, and that worries me.”

“Working through the Winter--which is fin. I have big plans for myself after all. BIG plans! It’s funny, though. As busy as I keep myself, but Plumbots always find time to goof around... They’ve made SO many snowmen around the house...”

“Decided to travel again. I was on the lookout for new fruits for my nectar making. This time, I was not disappointed. In the desert sands I found immense heat. But I also found beauty and intrigue, and a special fruit known as the Flame Fruit. I think this will come to make a very special kind of nectar. I look forward to tasting its warmth.”

“Since putting in Beaubot’s new gardening chip, he’s really made a great impact on my garden. Everything is thriving beyond belief, and the aromas of all the fresh produce is entrancing! I would say that Beau enjoys the garden too but... well, Beau is incapable of real enjoyment............ For now.”

“The building and improving of bots has become my life. Learning the future technology is--amamzing, and I can’t seem to absorb it fast enough. I want more. And I’m enjoying improving upon Th0r, my ‘battle-bot’.”

“I was tasked with the -- well, task -- of going to find my future family members. I could hear someone moving around inside, but no one ever came to the door. Guess they don’t want to meet me in return.”

“Venturing to the future is always fun...well, kind of. I’ll enjoy it more when I have a place of my own to stay. Until then I have to stay at the local hostel to get by (I hate being broke), and live off of the meals fixed by the other residents. But, what’s strange is this one person walking around dressed like a broke down bot. I really have to find out what’s up with that.”

“Being a Bot can be hard work--and I can appreciate that. I built Beaubot to assist me in my garden, so that I might expend my gardens to grow more and at a faster rate. What I did not equip him with, however, was the capacity to love. After all, what need ha he or I for love when there is business to attend to? So, of course, it comes as a grand surprise to me when one of the future locals comes to harass my darling Beaubot at every chance she gets while we are visiting or venturing through... I can’t help but to feel sorry for the likes of her sometimes, though. I commend her spirit, but shake my head at her foolish efforts. Beau is a bot of work, he is. And that is all.”

Spending time at City Hall is never a lot of fun, but, it is a necessity when registering as a self-employed wine maker. With all of that paper work behind her now, Ocean is free to begin the real work of getting her hands dirty and getting her garden to grow!

Of course, there are perks to traveling, such as making new friends. When the locals are friendly, that makes finding what you need all the easier. And it even makes the process, dare I say, fun!

Ocean has her eyes set on becoming the greatest wine-maker (and only wine maker) in all of town! But in order to get her business started traveling must be done, favors done, and items gathered to begin her great (potentially) home business!

Ocean moved into her new home with her doggo, Darling. It’s a quiet location, in the hills with plenty of space to grow. The home has started off small (mostly because of funds), and will grow as business and family--potentially--grows.

I try to be good, to remember the person that I once was when I was still a daughter. I was a social butterfly then, fluttering about without a care, dancing from sunlight to moonlight respectively. But now, all that I have is the moon. It is harder to socialize during the night. There aren’t as many souls milling about as their are during the day. But then, they aren’t married to the night as I am, at least not most of them. I know that there are a few of us out there; night owls who prowl beneath the stars when we feel most alive. But living here, on this island, it isn’t the same. Somehow this place caters more to the lovers of light than the lovers of the night. But there are a few–mortal as they may be–who I have met and have befriended, and they promised to “keep in touch.” Danial is a delight. I invited him to my first Feast Party since waking. He seemed reserved at first, unsure of how to behave with it being just the two of us. However, I assured him that sometimes the most intimate of parties were the best. And it was because of the intimacy of the party that I was able to get to know him all the better. He taught me how to dance ~ Angarika Goyave seems nice enough. And she thinks highly of my “new” property and says that, if allowed, she would like to take a look around. I asked if she would like to assist me in clearing the rest of the property of the brush and the bramble, but she claims that such a task is beneath her. Thus I am left to till and toil on my own, though I don’t mind. Or, at least, not too terribly. I enjoy the work. What’s more, I will enjoy the fruits of my labor when all is said and done, hopefully come the spring. I have weeded and I have seeded, and so long as I have done right by this land, the land should do right by me. Although, I am already quite fed up with the only bathroom in the house. That will have to be rectified soon. The pipes are old and worn, and I’m tired of tending to the plumbing as often as I already have. I complain and yet I am happy. After all, I believe that, had my parents survived, they would enjoy bringing life back to the home as much as I am. I miss them.