7.0 Quinnspiracy Decoded: A Prologue

You guys voted for this star-crossed lovers business, and honour compels me to deliver on my promises in the fullest way possible. Which means—you guessed it—the Langurds are about to enter that shadowy, foreboding territory we call PLOT.

Don’t worry—Siesta’s generation will be played and written as much by the seat of my pants as the others have been. It’s just that after playing detective so many times in Gen. 6, I felt it would be helpful to put all of my “COINCIDENCE? I THINK NOT” moments in one place.

So please humour me as I don my Halloween-store trench coat and cap, and attempt to mash together disjointed happenings into a wad that can conceivably be called “evidence.”

*ahem*

Without further ado, let us open the case!

6.1 Wake Me Up When September Ends

Want to know what it takes for me to be productive these days? I am finally penning the first words of a post I’ve had prepped for three months, and only because…

a) Boolprop is running a marathon updating event where I get a shiny medal if I publish 3-10 of these bitches in October (spoiler: it won’t be 10)

b) My bedroom no longer gets a wi-fi signal thanks to the mythical router upstairs, which I am beginning to suspect is just a pair of rabbit ears stuck in a potato. This has cut me off from my #1 hobby of watching related YouTube videos until I can’t remember where I started or why I exist.

c) Yesterday’s quidditch tournament has rendered my every muscle completely useless, so I literally couldn’t do anything else even if I wanted to.

Why am I like this? D:

Anyhow, the stars have finally aligned—so here I am, making a start on GENERATION SIX!

We mark this milestone with a big “fuck you” to Isla Paradiso as we ship off to the Valley of Dragons.

DV greets us with an equivalent “fuck you” in the form of rain.

Interlude: A Legend of Langurds

Guess whose head is still stuck in Thronesverse? 😀 I’ve been trying to claw my way back into legacy mode, but that finale just kicked me in the face and sent me flailing back to the bottom of the ladder. No spoilers here, but daaaaaaaaamn. I’m still reeling. I made the mistake of listening to this score in the shower yesterday and wound up shaving goosebumps off my legs (you might say it was a bit of a—wait for it—bloodbath).

But I digress… and since this is already a digression of sorts, I’d better get right down to business. Because, despite my slacking, I do have a new house to show you! If you’re good at identifying Worlds by their sky colours and foliage, or if you’ve paid any attention to my last two posts, you might be able to guess where the Langurds are landing next…

Disclaimers:

1) If you knew how many hours I’d sunk into this project, you might be impressed. Or horrified. Either way, I’m not saying because I’m deeply ashamed of myself. That said, the house would definitely photograph better except…

2) Dragon Valley decided to welcome us with rain, which makes the lighting through the windows all weird, and…

3) I apparently forgot how to take pictures during my considerable break from playing, so prepare for some shitty angles and…

4) Some shoddy quality control. The fact that I went nuts with elevation cheats means floating tiles and gaping ceiling holes are at an all-time high.

Without further ado, here is Calamity’s cozy rustic mansion—all GIF-ified and everything!