Maple's Landing - A Harvest Moon RP -> first steps


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Years ago, the tiny town of Maple’s Landing was an amazing sight. Bustling with activity, it seemed as though the land had received the Harvest Queen’s blessed touch; and it had.

Blissful life took a turn for the worse over a decade ago, when a great Calamity touched the land. Horrified by the events, the people rebuffed their Queen. Saddened by her people's snubbing, she put herself into a deep sleep and the land withered. Now, the town is tasked with saving their homeland before it's too late.

Join the townspeople in their arduous task and enjoy life in the meantime, form bonds, find love and live!

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FESTIVALS & EVENTS

WIN. 6 [8/11] | Starry Night Festival
Pack some holiday snacks or some red wine and spend some time beneath the stars! It's the perfect chance to get closer to your family (or your special sweetheart) on this beautiful, clear night.

WIN. 11 [8/21] | Festival of Lights
Bundle up nice and cozy and head out to Phinae's Tree for an evening of fun and mystery! Join the friends and family for a cup of cocoa, pick up a fortune, and participate in the candle lighting ceremony as we look forward to a year full of good luck for everyone.


Skin: toadstools, with input from all of staff!
Graphics: DayDreamer, Mona, & Half Alive Ice
We do not own Harvest Moon, Ranch Story or Story of Seasons - credit belongs to Marvelous, Natsume, & xSeed.


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 Posted: May 29 2017, 01:04 PM
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With the last day of summer coming to a close, and the daunting expectations of fall weighing precariously overhead, there were likely more important things for the newly relocated farm owner to be occupying herself with than peering into windows - far less suspicion raising things at that. Mercy's very first seed purchases had been on the ample grocery list leading today's trek into the heart of town, priorities which had since been tucked neatly away into the clutch dangling from her shoulder. She had come far from the monotonous generic main street staples of her own home town and its stale array of shades. Such an observation that warmed a flare of excitement and brought a bright smile to her lips as she wandered about the streets, indulged in simply admiring the architecture and unique character of each facet composing the staples of her own home.

Having a name as whimsical as Twinkle Toes Dance Studio, it wasn't difficult to bait her growing curiosity further about this particular one of many quaint storefronts lining the each side street. The broad sheath of full-length windows lining the length of the business only enticed her pinqued interest further. Her first dance classes had been so long ago, escorted by the comforting hand of her mother. A similar sense of intermingled anxiety and delight pulsed in her chest while approaching one of the many windows and peering inside. Such a charming exterior had a similarly cozy (and adequately spacious) interior, Mercy noted in satisfaction, careful to not smudge the glass the closer she hovered towards the glossy windows.

It couldn't hurt to peek inside and see just how many, if any, regular dancers convened together here. Her priorities had been damned to the waves of nostalgia rushing through her as she carefully opened the door and planted a cautious step inside. Who or what inside she would find, Mercy couldn't know, but was delighted to find out all the same.
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Lou Anne frowned at the list of names in her hands as she leaned against the front counter of the empty dance studio. Of course she would end up with a class full of snotty little babies. It was honestly bad enough having to teach the little brats every so often for summer camp, but to have to see them twice a week for the next three seasons? She was ready to bash her head into the mirrors. Perhaps she could convince Kent to switch a few classes around with her. She was much better with the older students anyway, and they both knew it. She would have to act fast, though. Classes were going to start up in... TWO DAYS?! Oh, heaven help her.

The little bell on the front door tinkled, and Lou Anne glanced up from the source of her temporary dispair at the woman entering the studio. She looked at the woman for a moment before giving her a sweet smile. "Need something, Sugar?" Lou Anne asked. Surely she couldn't be here to sign up for dance classes. She seemed a little young to have children old enough to attend, but what did she know?
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A delicate bell chime twinkled at Mercedes' back as she gently guided the door shut behind her, though dark eyes remained planted ahead as she admired the extent of the studio. Though she had certainly managed a good look at the interior, she hadn't realized just how spacious it was until finally stepping inside. An absolute necessity, without question. In her almost contemplative state, the younger woman seemed to have entirely missed the presence of another in the studio, and gave a startled shudder with the sudden realization upon being called.

"Need something, Sugar?"


Perched at a nearby counter was another young woman, presumably her own age, if not a couple years more or less. Mercedes mirrored the other woman's smile, tinged with a sheepish laugh. "Oh! Hello! Sorry for just helping myself in. I wasn't all too sure if you were open. It's nothing too pressing, really!" And yet here she was, already rambling. Perhaps meeting the neighbourhood would be a little more nerve-wracking than first thought.

Determined to put her best face forward, Mercy approached the opposite side of the counter and extended a hand forward to greet the presumed proprietor. "I'm Mercedes. I... just moved into town? Right down the road a ways back, actually." Having managed to return to her prior rambling, Mercy gave a short shake of her head, clearing her thoughts to make way for the point of her visit. "And I was just wondering what sort of programs you host out here. I used to do competitive dance back home, you see." Feeling a burning sense of flustered embarrassment forming up the base of her neck, Mercy gave a quick fluff of her hair, anxiously fiddling her fingers through her locks to ease her conceal her blatant self-consciousness. "I'd hate to just... leave it behind, you know?"
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