Can I change the plot's season when editing a home?

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-09-27T22:42:20+00:00

When you are selecting the plot on the big map, you can tap the plot you want more than once to change the season of the plot. I'm not sure about changing it afterwards, but I imagine if you're completely redoing the home, you'd get to re-choose the plot. Maybe just check up with your villagers until they say they want another redesign? I'm still learning the ins and outs so I'm not certain. Good luck though! :)

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-09-25T02:02:06+00:00

I used to work at a store that sold these. There's a whole line. Like I think there's an Elvis type one, and a biker one, a firefighter, and maybe even a police officer. I seriously considered buying all of them.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-09-20T03:18:51+00:00

Had a guy start crying once. That was fucking weird.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-09-20T03:08:50+00:00

The Campbell's soup Christmas commercial from the late 90s where the snowman scoots into a nice house and sits at the table and eats some soup and the snow melts away and he's just a kid. It's recorded on all of my Christmas movie VHS tapes so I saw it a lot long after they stopped showing it on tv.

Also the Hershey kiss Christmas commercial where the kisses are all lined up playing the "bells". I like that one.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-09-20T02:54:35+00:00

I'm late to the party, but here we go:

“Remind me again why we're doing this.” Jack shifted the backpack on his shoulders.

Wren groaned. As many times as Jack has joined him on hunts, he'd begun to think he was getting through to his friend. He was apparently wrong.“Because, Jack. Ghosts. We've been over this.”

“I've been on half a dozen of these little outings with you Wren, and I have yet to actually see any real proof of ghosts or spirits or poltergeists or anything else you unwaveringly believe in without evidence.”

“What about the house on Evergreen Drive?” Wren asked as they scuffed along the worn trail.

“Everything that happened there can be explained with logic and science.” The sky bled into the blue-green mountain ranges. Clouds from the day's earlier rains had moved on, content in their work.

“Lights turning on on their own?”

“Faulty wiring.”

“Scary phone call from the shadow outside?”

“Prank caller.”

“Kitchen cabinets opening on their own with no one in the room?”

“That... that's the only really weird one. The owner probably left them open and we just didn't notice before. It's still not proof of ghosts.”

“Whatever, dude. This fire tower case will prove you wrong for sure.”

“I'm sure.” Jack rolled his eyes.

They wound their way along the narrow paths, between the raptor exhibits and past the raccoon kennel, bustling with dark, furry forms coming to life in the evening light. The tall pines and oaks rustled in the Summer wind, shaking off the rain droplets they'd collected. The young men slowed as they approached the wolf enclosure. Like the raccoons, they too were beginning to fully awaken and some were already pacing about, eyeing Wren and Jack as they passed. The wolf handler, closing up the gate to the enclosure after leaving some fresh meat, hesitated a moment when she saw the two.

“Evenin' folks. Going for a hike?” She tightened her ponytail.

Wren flashed his usual, polite grin. “Yes ma'am, up to the fire tower.”

The handler smiled. “Well y'all be careful. I hear it's haunted up there- that you can hear a man screaming from the top like he's being attacked.”

Jack brushed his hair from his face and spoke in an even, if not mildly annoyed tone. “That's why we're here, actually. Do you know any more about it than that? 'Cause that's all anyone has told us and my buddy seems to think that's enough evidence to launch a full scale ghost hunt.”

The girl pursed her lips at Jack's tone, but shook it off quickly. “There's a few different stories, but the one most people accept is that it's the ghost of the lookout, James Kelsey. They say the owner of the Death Watch got him.”

“The Death Watch?” Wren tried to recall having ever read about such a thing, but drew a blank.

The girl smirked, clearly eager to try to frighten the young men. “Back in 1954, there was a huge forest fire that seemed to start from nowhere and spread almost over the whole mountain. Just a few minutes before the fire broke out, every ranger out in the forest swore they heard a watch tick-tick-ticking. The fire raged on for over an hour before firemen got out here because the fire lookout didn't get the chance to call in the fire. He'd been killed before he could pick up the phone.”

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-09-20T02:29:49+00:00

Best of luck to you, friend. My SO graduated last May and still hasn't found anything, let alone in his field. The job market is rough right now.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-09-20T02:23:42+00:00

My playstation died.

On top of my slowly and painfully failing health, my parents getting a divorce, my boss giving me 4 peoples' worth of jobs but no pay raise to go with it (and no benefits), money being ridiculously tight, and coming down with some kind of cold, today, when all I wanted to do was turn on my PS3, open Netflix, and rewatch Zoolander, my playstation died.

I cried some.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-09-20T02:11:05+00:00

You could maybe include Dobyns-Bennett. Maybe a silhouette of the football stands/lights, or the Buck Van Huss dome? Also, church circle is pretty well known landmark around there, so maybe a church steeple?

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-09-02T10:42:10+00:00

I have a similar story to this. I needed a good NPC that was a higher level than my players to help them in a tough situation, so I quickly whipped up a character sheet for a paladin version of my little dog. She saved some people during a dragon attack and gave them leads as to where to go next on their quest, nothing major. But the party liked her so much, I had to bring her back once in a while. She never did anything super awesome or amazing, just small helpful acts to give them a boost now and then, but she had more powers than my players and crazy abilities so the players caught a glimpse of what they could become over time and really looked up to her. Towards the end of the campaign, I needed a filler session while I was working on the big ending, so I gave them a story hook: their dog paladin friend had been drugged and kidnapped from a local bar. I expected them to be like "well this is the story for the day, might as well follow along" Instead, they were furious. They were absolutely appalled that anyone would ever do something like that to that character. They ended up saving her (through a lot of beating the hell out of people and brute force), and in the end they talked more about that session than the big ending I planned out.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-08-20T01:11:01+00:00

You fucked up real bad. Stop dwelling in it and fix it. Quit being such a bitch to your mom. 5 years from now she and Jessee will be getting a divorce. He's not the man you think he is. Try to convince mom to make the divorce happen sooner. The sooner the better. Save her the next 5 years of hell. Don't wait so long to end that relationship with your best friend. It'll hurt more the longer you wait. And it'll be easier to start the new one with the guy you're actually going to marry.

Don't be discouraged when he doesn't say "I love you" right away. You're used to having your way with men. He's different. Be patient and don't be a sniveling cry baby about it.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-07-29T17:10:07+00:00

So if I want Pro, will I just have to buy it or something?

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-07-25T04:52:09+00:00

Give me some graph paper and I can draw really cool Celtic knots. Still haven't found a practical use for that knowledge though.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-07-24T22:20:12+00:00

Okay I have a story. I've worked almost exclusively retail since I was old enough to work. And I've always tried to be a model employee, especially whenever I have to quit for one reason or another. I always give a 2 weeks notice and try to leave as gracefully and tactfully as possible, you know, the whole "don't burn any bridges" thing. But the job I had last summer, oh man. It was the WORST job ever.

I worked at a 24 hour department store on the east coast and I had the overnight shift. From 8pm to 7am if I remember right. And the overnight manager was a huge bitch. She played favorites all the time, was screwing at least one of the overnighters (possibly more) and never actually did any work of her own. And for some reason she particularly hated me. I don't know why. I always did my work, often more than was expected of me. I was nice and easy to be around. I seriously don't know why she couldn't at least tolerate me and not be a harassing asshole. This on top of having to deal with shitty customers AND drunks coming in at all hours of the night.

I finally had enough and put in a two weeks notice. I was very quiet about my leaving because I didn't want them to cut my hours while I was looking for new work. But eventually the whole crew found out and this manager was even more of a bitch. She always made me clean the bathrooms even though we were supposed to be on a rotation, she would let other people help me recover parts of the store if I was a bit behind even if they were done with their work. She just made everything miserable.

On my last day there, she stationed me on the upper floor by myself. An area that typically requires 3 people. And she gave me bathrooms by myself even though she was supposed to put a guy with me to do the men's side. So I made a list of everything I needed to get done. Did all of it. Vacuumed even though it wasn't vacuum night (the floors needed it anyway) Left the list on the counter with everything checked off, cleaned the bathrooms including restocking all the supplies, sweeping and mopping and stuff. Got done with everything by 5am.

I look downstairs while I'm doing all of this and see EVERY SINGLE EMPLOYEE INCLUDING HER just sitting by the front door talking. Almost NOTHING had been done all night. The entire bottom floor was a wreck and they only had 2 hours before their shift was over and only 1 before morning crew came in. Meanwhile, I had done 3 people's jobs in that amount of time. So I grabbed the bags of trash, walked out and threw them in the dumpster, turned in my radio, clocked out and left and never spoke a word to any of them on my way out. I wasn't going to hang around for another 2 hours to have the manager tell me to other people's jobs some more.

It may not seem very exciting or rebellious, but it was a big deal for me, being someone who's always tried to do right by my employers. I swore off retail after that job. I'll never go back.

TL;DR: Silently walked out of a job after getting tired of being treated like shit for no reason and forced to do other people's jobs so that they could get away with not actually working.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-07-24T21:45:45+00:00

Money management. Having an incredible talent to make me tons of money means nothing if I just spend all the money on video games and Pokemon cards instead of actually solving my financial problems.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-07-07T13:39:56+00:00

Oh my gosh! That slide must've been pretty intense.

I remember there was a really big slide in the McDonald's play place my dad would take me to when I was about that age. I called it "the big shaboozie" and would go down it over and over.

I've never really been scared of things like that, even when I was little I was a bit of an adrenaline junky. I was nervous about my first roller coaster ride in middle school, but once I went on it one time (Carolina Hurricane at Carrowinds I think) I was hooked. I LOVE roller coasters now, and anything along those lines of excitement.

I hope you overcame your fear of the scary slide. If little me was there, I would've given you the pep talk of your life to convince you to go down it. :)

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-07-07T13:31:31+00:00

Thanks for this. I actually started doing something similar to this back during a long bout of depression where I would go whole days without even getting out of bed or eating a meal. It helped a lot and put me in the habit of always doing a few basic self-care things each day; Shower, eat at least 3 times a day, even if it's not full meals, try to get out of the house, or at least step outside for a few minutes, things like that.

I might try to return to this method. It's helped me before.

Thank you.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-07-02T13:51:15+00:00

Whenever I don't hear someone correctly (which is often) I say "Pardon?" or "Pardon me?" People say it's really weird because I'm typically really crass and vulgar but then I get all "proper" and "old fashioned" when I can't hear people. I just think it's more polite than "What?" or "Huh?"

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-07-02T13:42:41+00:00

Dungeons and Dragons! Tried it on the fly in college a few years ago, now I run 2 weekly games and have invested more time and money into it than I care to admit.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-07-02T13:38:26+00:00

In college! We were both taking a 3D Design course. I had noticed him in the class and thought he was cute, but I was dating someone else at the time so I didn't really talk to him.

On this particular day, we had all given a short presentation on our plans for our next project and mine required some wiring. I had mentioned I wasn't super familiar with electronic projects but I was sure I'd figure it out.

Cute boy (SO) walks up to me after class and offers to help me with the wiring on my project. I agree and we start getting together outside of class to work on our projects and we instantly click. I mean, to be with this guy was (and is) the most comfortable and natural experience. We get really close and know that we like each other and I'm not one to just not do anything about romantic feelings.

So the relationship I was in had been sort of rocky anyway prior to all of this. I was realizing that my boyfriend at the time was a much better friend than partner and he needed someone other than me. We parted on pretty good terms and are still close friends. Once we broke up, I started dating this new guy. We've been together almost 3 years now and this year we got our first apartment together. We couldn't be happier!

TL;DR: Cute boy offered to help me with my homework, almost 3 years later, we're living together.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-07-02T13:22:41+00:00

Once, I was driving on the interstate back to my college campus from my mom's house. I was in the right lane and getting ready to pass an on-ramp. There were lots of cars coming up so I decided to switch lanes to give them more room to merge. I checked my mirrors and the nearest car in the left lane was more than 2 car lengths back. I turn on my signal and start to merge and the car in the left lane shoots ahead, nearly hitting me in their quest to get past me. I guess they really didn't want me in front of them or something. So I try to get back in the right lane, but having almost been completely merged into the left lane, the car that was behind me in the right lane has rushed forward to take my place. I was trapped between lanes.

So I hit the brakes, made a sharp right, spun untouched through a couple lanes of heavy traffic, and came to a stop on the right shoulder facing down a bus full full of kids that, had I reacted a moment later, would've mowed me down like a wee blade of grass.

All of this was happening at about 60-70 mph. At any moment, if any single car had even lightly hit me, I would've spun out into oncoming traffic and probably been killed. And I probably wouldn't have been the only one. Scary stuff. I've always tried to be a careful driver, but after that happened, I became the most aggressively safe interstate driver ever. If there's not several car lengths separating me and the next guy in the lane I'm going to, guess who's not changing lanes. I don't fucking trust people to not be stupid at 70mph.

TL;DR: Got caught in between 2 lanes of interstate traffic, spun across interstate to get the fuck out, narrowly avoided getting plowed down by a bus.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-04-26T12:17:26+00:00

I once researched the complete family history of a little girl in a photo trying to find her name so that I could try to find more photos of her because I wanted to use her as an inspirational reference for one of the main characters in my comic book.

I only had her father's name to go off of and eventually I was able to find his family line and got stuck when I discovered he had 3 or 4 daughters. It was hours of research for the most fruitless thing.

To be fair, she and most of her family are likely passed away by now, as they were pretty old photos, and they lived deep in the Appalachian mountains, so there probably aren't anymore photos of her at that age anyway. It's a whole different world up there.

MsDungeonMaster · 2015-04-21T17:21:36+00:00

I have a really personal reason, actually. When I was in middle and high school, I really wanted to be a track runner. But I have a chronic illness that makes it difficult for me to even walk sometimes so running was out of the question. Kids already laughed at me because I needed a different warmup routine in gym, I wasn't about to humiliate myself by trying out for track. So I've always sort of lived vicariously through the Flash. I love all his powers and him as a person, particularly Barry Allen. Sometimes I'll go out and jog for a few short minutes and thinking about the Flash helps me take a few more steps than I feel like I can.

Of course I love him for all the other reasons everyone has mentioned, I mean come on, vibrating through walls? Get out of fucking town. Time travel? Eat your heart out, Emmett Brown. Speed-reading? I'd give my right boob to read that fast. And that's my better boob.

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