A LARP in the Woods was a limited-time questline that was released on July 17, 2024. It was the main questline for the The Mayflower Maple Bowl 2024 Event, progressing through it unlocked all the personal prizes. It was preceded by the intro questline, Be Prepared…to Nap. It was succeeded by the outro questline, A Nap Deferred.
Quests[]
| Quest | Requirements | Time | Reward | Triggered By |
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| A LARP in the Woods, Pt. 1 | Collect Merit Badges (x155) Make Homer Wonder if This Is Another Time Travel Event Make Scouting Bart Feel Conflicted OR Make Bart Feel Conflicted Make Lisa Feel Depressed About America |
- 4h 4h 4h |
 100  10
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Auto |
| A LARP in the Woods, Pt. 2 | Collect Merit Badges (x125) Make Lisa Fight with Bart Make Scouting Bart Fight with Lisa OR Make Bart Fight with Lisa Make Homer Finally Start to Nap Make LARPers Interrupt Homer's Nap (x3) |
- 4h 4h 4h 4h |
100 10
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Auto |
| A LARP in the Woods, Pt. 3 | Collect Merit Badges (x125) Make Lisa Earn a Role in the Pilgrim LARP Make Scouting Bart Train in Canadian Football OR Make Bart Train in Canadian Football Make Homer Try to Nap Again |
- 4h 4h 4h |
100 10
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Auto |
| A LARP in the Woods, Pt. 4 | Collect Merit Badges (x155) Make Lisa Complain to Pilgrims About Bart Make Scouting Bart Complain to Canadian Footballers About Lisa OR Make Bart Complain to Canadian Footballers About Lisa Make Homer Give Up on Napping |
- 4h 4h 4h |
100 10
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Auto |
| A LARP in the Woods, Pt. 5 | Collect Merit Badges (x190) Make Lisa Share Butter She Churned Herself Make Scouting Bart Pass the Bread…Literally OR Make Bart Pass the Bread…Literally Make Homer Start Eating Before the Blessing Make Puritan Lovejoy Say a Blessing |
- 4h 4h 4h 4h |
100 10
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Auto |
Dialogue[]
A LARP in the Woods, Pt. 1[]
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You two are gonna love it here! Camp Nap-A-Lot was my favorite place as a kid. We napped in tents and canoes all day, and at night we'd nap around the campfire! |
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Weird that they don't have a sign now. |
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Eh, probably some Junior Campers swiped it for their Mischief merit badges. |
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That's not actually a thing. |
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Is that a cowboy on a horse? |
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Is he sleeping? The older campers learned how to nap on horseback. |
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There are some early Renaissance French knights over there… |
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I think those might be post-apocalyptic bikers heading down that other trail. |
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Are they time travelers? Does anyone see Professor Frink? |
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Excuse me, uh, Sir Knight. Can you tell us what's happening here? |
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Oh, ho, ho! Mais oui, mademoiselle! The people who used to own this campground sold it to the United Live Action Role Players of America — or U-LARPA for short. |
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That's very cool, but who are those people at the picnic cabana dressed in suits? |
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Oh, they're the "West Wing" crowd. They're LARPing a version of America where our political system isn't completely corrupt and dysfunctional and good people really can make a difference. |
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So fantasy roleplayers, basically. |
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Well this completely stinks! |
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I don't know. I feel conflicted. I can't decide if I want to join the wasteland bikers or make fun of LARPers. |
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Zut alors! If you want to stay, you have to be some kind of LARP group. |
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Can we LARP as a dysfunctional American family? |
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That works! |
A LARP in the Woods, Pt. 2[]
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| Character | Dialogue |
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Okay, we've found a nice quiet spot equally distant from all the weirdos. You two can get started on your first merit badge: letting Daddy get some shut-eye. |
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That's not a real merit badge! |
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Sounds like "good citizenship" to me. |
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We want to earn our badges! |
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Is there one for debating? |
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Yes, but we need to have three more arguments to qualify. |
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Let the man sleep, Lis. He'll sign off on whatever badges we want later. |
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I thought you wanted to earn your badges. |
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What? Have you been listening to a word I've said? Or were you just tapping through the dialogue without reading it? |
End[]
| Character | Dialogue |
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Cheater! |
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Goody Two-Shoes! |
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QUIET! |
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Yeah, shut it, you pilgrim hose heads! |
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That's what I was going to say to you, you heretical Canadian football jock! |
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This took a turn. |
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Speaking of heresy, why am I not surprised to find Homer Simpson in the middle of all of this! Of course you're a football fan— you embrace everything gluttonous and sinful! |
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I'm just playing the odds: Sin is underrated against virtue. But I support real American football, not phony Canadian football. |
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And don't even mention those guys who call soccer football and then act like we're stupid for knowing what's really what. It makes me so angry and confused! |
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Reverend Lovejoy, can you please tell us what is going on? |
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Your family is camping between two warring LARP factions, that's what's going on! |
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Those raucous Canadian football LARPers keep ruining our godly pilgrim ambience with their loud 110-yard-long, 65-yard-wide games! |
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And you pilgrims keep ruining our games with the smell of hand-churned butter! |
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Mmmm! Butter! |
A LARP in the Woods, Pt. 3[]
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| Character | Dialogue |
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Reverend Lovejoy, the attention to historical detail at your pilgrim village is really amazing! |
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Why, thank you, Lisa. |
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I mean, it's fantastic to see so many people working together for the collective good without any interference from profit-seeking businessmen or— |
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You know, we're looking for a lead for our witch trials reenactment, and you would be perfect. |
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Oh, heh, I think Mrs. Lovejoy needs help churning butter, gottagobye! |
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| Character | Dialogue |
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Wow, I can't believe you had a uniform in my size. This is awesome! |
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Canadians are all either tiny or huge. Many people outside of Canada don't know aboot that. |
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Can I take a few snaps at quarterback? |
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Of course! |
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Twenty-seven! Thirty-two! Hut-hut! |
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…Why isn't the rest of the team doing anything? |
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You have to say "Hut-hut, eh?" |
A LARP in the Woods, Pt. 4[]
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| Character | Dialogue |
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Thank you for inviting me to your pilgrim village, Reverend Lovejoy. But I'm not sure a patriarchal theocracy has much to offer me. |
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Did I mention that our main activity is scolding others for not living up to our moral standards? |
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I'm in! |
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Buckle your hat, Lisa, you're in for the moralistic adventure of a lifetime! |
| “ | Meanwhile, at the Field Goal of Dreams field… | ” |
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Ah, those pilgrim LARPers honestly aren't that bad. We just get a little worked up playing the greatest brand of football in the world. |
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Aren't that bad? My sister's hanging out with them now, and turned into a holier-than-thou know-it-all! |
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Now that you mention it, so are those pilgrims! They called us heretics because we put the goalposts at the front of the endzones. |
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They said God predestined goalposts to be at the back of the endzone. |
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I say we have the free will to place goalposts wherever we want… including in front of their church! |
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Yeah! Let's go! |
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Oh, this is too much fun. |
End[]
| Character | Dialogue |
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Your rickety wooden prayer hut is weaker than a Newfy's French! You'd better move to the other side of the park if you don't want us to break your church into more pieces than an episode of SCTV on ViewTube. |
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Ha! Good one…I think! |
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Well, putting maple syrup on everything at your concession stand is an abomination! God's chosen condiments are ketchup, mustard, and onions! |
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Good…one? *sigh* |
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Why can't you both just shut up?! A man is trying to nap here! |
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He's right! We're going to shun you with the famous Puritan silent treatment! |
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Fine! We'll do the same thing, but in a very Canadian way. |
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Which is…? |
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We'll sit and silently pout on our Chesterfield. |
A LARP in the Woods, Pt. 5[]
| Character | Dialogue |
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So, wait, you're just going to not do anything, even with tourists coming to watch? |
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That's right. |
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But…but we were getting to participate and everything! I even learned what a kilometer was to be more authentically Canadian. |
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What is a kilometer? |
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It's like a mile but shorter and with less freedom. |
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Well, there's not going to be any Canadian football game here today! |
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Or any Puritan reenactment! The Canadian Footballers have destroyed our historic authenticity! |
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The Lovejoy killjoys have made us feel bad about drinking, gambling, and idling, the holy trinity for sports fans! |
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What if you could combine your conflicting fantasy worlds into one giant super-LARP? |
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How would that even work? |
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You could play a game of Canadian football and then celebrate with a feast of historic Puritan dishes. |
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Can the feast include poutine? |
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What do you say, Reverend? |
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I suppose we could sub it for the oyster stuffing. Nobody likes that. |
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Can we hold a three-hour church service between the game and feast? |
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How about starting the meal with a blessing? |
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Deal! Praise the Lord and pass the butter churn! |
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And we'll call this holiday Canadian Thanksgiving! |
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WOOHOO! |
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Wait, is that some kind of shot? |