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===Harvest Moon: Resident Evil===
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Chapter One: The Merchant
Van the travelling merchant was making his usual stop in Forget-Me-Not Valley. He had found some food one day on the ground, and he tested one out. It tasted quite good, so he decided to try selling it to Forget-Me-Not Valley and see what they thought. Maybe he could find more, and start a buisness with them...
As he entered the peaceful village borders, he watched as Vesta, Celia, and Marlin working on their seeds. He crossed the bridge, and checked into the Inner Inn.
"Good day, Mr. Van," greeted Tim. "Your usual room is ready for you."
"Thank you, Tim," Van said, walking upstairs to prepare his room for the night. He observed the things he was selling, and looked at the food. It was the shape of an apple, but it looked kind of orangeish green... almost like it wouldn't taste good.
A sudden pain in his stomach broke out, causing him to kneel over and sweat. "What the hell?"
He waited for the pain to subside, and looked around. "Odd... what was that?"
Confused, he walked downstairs and headed for his usual Merchant Spot, and soon, Van's Shop was open for buisness.
Not many people stopped by until Rock showed up.
"Heya! Whats up, Van?"
"Nothing... here, try this fruit!"
Rock made a face. "Are you sure thats fruit? It looks like it was formed out of vomit... but hey, you all get to try new food sometime, right?"
He took one of the fruits and tasted it. His face lighted up. "Wow! This is great! How much are these?"
"50 G each," Van replied. Rock payed up and said, "Do you have more? Maybe 2 is good for me."
Van gave him two more. In return he got 100 G. "This stuff is great!"
Pretty soon Vesta stopped by, and noticed the fruit as well. "What is that stuff?" she asked. She grabbed one and observed it. "Strangest looking stuff I've ever seen..."
She placed a chunk of it in her mouth. "Whoah! Excellent tasting! I'll take 2."
Van soon had around 500 G in his pocket. He looked at his watch. It read 6:07 PM. "Well, time to close up."
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After packing all his stuff in his room at the Inner Inn, he went over to the Blue Bar for a drink. As he entered, he recieved a greeting from Griffin, who had also eaten the fruit. "That was some nice crap," he said. "One of the few fruits that I've eaten that tasted good!"
Van was a happy man that night. He knew he was going to make a fortune with those fruits.
But, after he left the Blue Bar, he wouldn't be a happy man for long. A pain similar to the one he had felt earlier that day coursed through his body.
"Ow! God damn... what is that!"
He made his way to the Inner Inn, blinded by pain. He was about to consider seeing Doctor Hardy, when the pain stopped as fast as it had started.
"What the... hell?" he said, confused. He opened the door, and walked inside.
"Hai, Van!" Ruby said. "How-" She noticed the pale look on Van's face. "Are you okay, Van?"
"I'm... I'm fine, thank you, Ruby," Van said, avoiding her eyes. He clomped up the stairs.
Ruby went into the kitchen to find Tim and Rock already in there.
"Ruby, guess what?" Tim said. "I cooked dinner tonight!"
Ruby got the hint. "I'll call the fire department."
"No, no, no! It came out good!" Tim said.
"It tastes good! Like Van's fruits today!" Rock commented as he took a bite. At that moment, he kneeled over. "Owwww! What the-"
Ruby and Tim ran up to Rock. "Son! Are you okay?" Ruby shouted.
"I'm fine, mom, get off!" Rock got back up. "I got this... pain in me... it was odd..."
"You're pale! You wanna see Doctor Hardy?"
Ruby looked up at the roof, where Van was in his room at that moment.
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Van was wondering just what was happening. As he sat on the bed, the pain started again, though worse than ever. He groaned in pain.
"Eaaaaarrgh! What... the... hell is... happening... to... me...?"
He fell to the floor, panting and grunting. His face was going even paler. It didn't take long afterwards for him to realize that it was the fruits he sold that day. Thought it was too late for the matter, for seconds later, his moment came. He shuddered, and lay still.
Meanwhile, the same pains began to infect those who have also eaten the fruit...
Never eat stuff off the ground.
===Harvest Moon: Resident Evil===
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Chapter One: The Merchant
Van the travelling merchant was making his usual stop in Forget-Me-Not Valley. He had found some food one day on the ground, and he tested one out. It tasted quite good, so he decided to try selling it to Forget-Me-Not Valley and see what they thought. Maybe he could find more, and start a buisness with them...
As he entered the peaceful village borders, he watched as Vesta, Celia, and Marlin working on their seeds. He crossed the bridge, and checked into the Inner Inn.
"Good day, Mr. Van," greeted Tim. "Your usual room is ready for you."
"Thank you, Tim," Van said, walking upstairs to prepare his room for the night. He observed the things he was selling, and looked at the food. It was the shape of an apple, but it looked kind of orangeish green... almost like it wouldn't taste good.
A sudden pain in his stomach broke out, causing him to kneel over and sweat. "What the hell?"
He waited for the pain to subside, and looked around. "Odd... what was that?"
Confused, he walked downstairs and headed for his usual Merchant Spot, and soon, Van's Shop was open for buisness.
Not many people stopped by until Rock showed up.
"Heya! Whats up, Van?"
"Nothing... here, try this fruit!"
Rock made a face. "Are you sure thats fruit? It looks like it was formed out of vomit... but hey, you all get to try new food sometime, right?"
He took one of the fruits and tasted it. His face lighted up. "Wow! This is great! How much are these?"
"50 G each," Van replied. Rock payed up and said, "Do you have more? Maybe 2 is good for me."
Van gave him two more. In return he got 100 G. "This stuff is great!"
Pretty soon Vesta stopped by, and noticed the fruit as well. "What is that stuff?" she asked. She grabbed one and observed it. "Strangest looking stuff I've ever seen..."
She placed a chunk of it in her mouth. "Whoah! Excellent tasting! I'll take 2."
Van soon had around 500 G in his pocket. He looked at his watch. It read 6:07 PM. "Well, time to close up."
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After packing all his stuff in his room at the Inner Inn, he went over to the Blue Bar for a drink. As he entered, he recieved a greeting from Griffin, who had also eaten the fruit. "That was some nice crap," he said. "One of the few fruits that I've eaten that tasted good!"
Van was a happy man that night. He knew he was going to make a fortune with those fruits.
But, after he left the Blue Bar, he wouldn't be a happy man for long. A pain similar to the one he had felt earlier that day coursed through his body.
"Ow! God damn... what is that!"
He made his way to the Inner Inn, blinded by pain. He was about to consider seeing Doctor Hardy, when the pain stopped as fast as it had started.
"What the... hell?" he said, confused. He opened the door, and walked inside.
"Hai, Van!" Ruby said. "How-" She noticed the pale look on Van's face. "Are you okay, Van?"
"I'm... I'm fine, thank you, Ruby," Van said, avoiding her eyes. He clomped up the stairs.
Ruby went into the kitchen to find Tim and Rock already in there.
"Ruby, guess what?" Tim said. "I cooked dinner tonight!"
Ruby got the hint. "I'll call the fire department."
"No, no, no! It came out good!" Tim said.
"It tastes good! Like Van's fruits today!" Rock commented as he took a bite. At that moment, he kneeled over. "Owwww! What the-"
Ruby and Tim ran up to Rock. "Son! Are you okay?" Ruby shouted.
"I'm fine, mom, get off!" Rock got back up. "I got this... pain in me... it was odd..."
"You're pale! You wanna see Doctor Hardy?"
Ruby looked up at the roof, where Van was in his room at that moment.
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Van was wondering just what was happening. As he sat on the bed, the pain started again, though worse than ever. He groaned in pain.
"Eaaaaarrgh! What... the... hell is... happening... to... me...?"
He fell to the floor, panting and grunting. His face was going even paler. It didn't take long afterwards for him to realize that it was the fruits he sold that day. Thought it was too late for the matter, for seconds later, his moment came. He shuddered, and lay still.
Meanwhile, the same pains began to infect those who have also eaten the fruit...
Never eat stuff off the ground.