It's a foggy day here in Possum Springs, and you know what that means!
...Nothing. It means nothing. Let's go talk to Selmers! She has an advertising pitch for Mae and everybody else who passes her by. Sadly, Mae lacks the money to buy anything, but she does have the time to hear Selmers' poetry.
- Selmers: "SometimesI thinkAnd startTo sinkThen I rememberIt's Octember."
...October and September? October and November? October and December? Selmers says she just put her two favorite months together but I can't tell which non-October month she's referring to.
With that interaction out of the way, I vow that this time I will not ignore the presence of the church as I did yesterday! And thus, I travel to the unexplored area that opened up earlier...
...And I completely ignore the church because oh hey look there's Aunt Mallcop with some homeless dude and the Concerned Parent Committee (as I now officially dub them). The CPC is actually cool with the homeless guy's camp (so it would seem), and Mae introduces herself to the homeless guy. His name is Bruce and he is a man of few words. Riveting.
Within the church's doors are Mae's mother (who does a bad cowboy impression) and this nice bird lady named Pastor K. I don't feel like there's much else to say (other than the fact that I'm curious what this orange drink they mentioned is like), but then again, I suppose that's to be expected at this point, seeing as I've only just started this subplot.
It occurs to me that I swiped a pretzel yesterday and completely forgot to feed it to the rats living in Mallard's wooden guts. Before moving on to see what Lori M. has to say, I rectify this as I should have sooner. Don't want the little guys to starve, after all.
Checking up on Lori reveals that she's designing special effects for a horror movie she'd want to make. I love the juxtaposition she has going on with her character, you wouldn't expect an adorable mouse girl to be into gory, macabre stuff like that. She's a total dork and I wanna hug her.
Wait I just realized something. According to the missing person poster I gave a single glance to before and screenshotted for whatever reason, Casey was last seen on my birthday. That's an odd coincidence.
Oh hey, I can visit Food Donkey now. Sweet. And Germ's there too. Also sweet. He talks about some train-hoppers he met recently and then he has to go. He walks behind the nearby staircase and this bothers me because I can't do that.
Mae meets a Russian hiker outside of the Snack Falcon and I just have to appreciate how quickly she can go from "oh yeah Snack Falcon's got all sortsa cool shit" to "we're all going to die someday, nothing lasts forever".
Anyways now that all this is out of the way, it's GREGG TIME! Gregg's wondering if he could potentially bust out of jail (which I would recommend strongly against, just seems like more trouble than it's worth), prompted by a nightmare he had last night, but Mae assures him that it's not some inevitability. That, and she also calls him inevitable by accident. The Inevitable Gregg would make for a pretty good title, I'll admit.
Time to be mechanics, I guess! Which for some reason involves Gregg wearing his great-great-granddad's pickelhaube (I think that's what it's called? it's that military helmet with the spike on top of it, I think it was worn by German soldiers in World War I). And it also involves Mae wrecking a car with a baseball bat. Also, Mae referenced that movie where the guy stages car crashes so he can get off. I don't know why I know that such a movie exists, but this trivial detail will remain in the back of my mind until I die.
Okay, after smashing that fascist car (ask Gregg, not me), it's time to rip out its battery because... Gregg didn't say why.
I got Mae electrocuted. Whoopsie. At least she gets to talk to an inspirational desktop icon. Thanks for the encouraging words, Sharkle! I guess!
Okay, now that we've gotten the battery safely moved to Gregg's apartment, it's time to put it in the bunny animatronic.
- Mae: "Awooooooooooooooooo!!!"Gregg: "AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
Now I get to, in Gregg's words, create our own unique metal offspring! And I do so by sticking things onto things in a cool little minigame! I made it an abomination with a peg leg and head for a hand. Also I got Mae electrocuted again. At least the animatronic is working...?
Angus walks in and he's about as nonplussed as anyone would be if they saw their boyfriend cackling like a maniac, their best friend writing in electrical agony, and a Charles Entertainment Cheese's reject spasming on the couch. He takes it pretty well, at least, and Mae confirms that she's not dead, so... Success?
As Mae returns home and makes one last doodle in her journal, I think I've found a good point to end this update on. Next update's probably gonna have more weird dreams and illegal shenanigans with Gregg.
