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I'm developing Town of Galucca from wasteland to a thriving city. On this blog you can join the journey through 200 years. I'll post weekly on the progress, but you will mostly learn about the progress through the stories of local residents. I think there might be 5 generations to go, let's find out! :)

This is a spin-off blog from my Greench Farm legacy.

All my stories (and more) are now gathered from my new blog, Simmerville's Sims.

10. juni 2014

Abnormality

Here's more!



I love overviews, although some of the community lots in old town look empty while they are actually completed (fixed now, but not having the time to redo pics). It's not possible to walk up to the top of the volcano, and most locals never really thought of it as anything else than part of the mountain. Not even the farmers, right below the volcano, did mind - until now.

Even further down, but still pretty close to the volcano, is the industrial area with the factories and the recently collapsed mines.


The production was on again shortly after the catastrophe. They got less minerals for production now that the mines are closed. The mines wee less effective in the past anyway, as most values were already brought up. So, factory owners adjusted their main products, and modern technology (year count 115) brought more need of smaller items, used for electrics, machines etc. I'm not sure what Garton Industries actually produces, but the business is doing fine.


I originally planned to run the game while typing this, in order to give you the exact names of the workers. But no time for that right now. Sitting at his desk overseeing the workers, is business owner, Jim Garton. He is married to Ellen, who is a distant relative of the noble family.

The woman claiming a pay raise, is the workers' elected representative, Mandie H. Gnomes. She resides the lower farmland, and most of her household works in the factories. I doubt there will be any risk pay, though...


You've already seen many pictures of the sunken land. Long after the tragic events, the ground is still discoloured, and it seems to stay this way. The water is still stinking, but the odor is less frightening, or just less obvious as the poor families of this area grew used to it. It's not allowed to catch fish from the upper pond, as it's obviously poisoned. Occasionally some gas reach the surface.



The old cemetery near Old Town is pretty much full. A total of 14 locals died directly or indirectly from the damages. Both Gal District and Farmland District suffered, only Moon District was not at all affected. This naturally made someone suggest that the entire catastrophe was caused by Magic, performed by the MSW that most locals had heard about, and that still attracted new magic focused residents to Moon District.

But most locals thought the land sunk because of the heavy mining activity in the past, and the poison might come from some underground gas chambers connected to the volcano. In fact, nobody knew what the first industry owner, The Honorable Maurice Pettonta, had been organizing down there.

The effect of the poisoned water had already appeared. Kids from near the sunken land, or along the Gal River, were born with a different skin tone. Parents worried, but the Council didn't make any actions. After a while the weird skin tones didn't bother most, it was simply a signature - a memory from the terrible night some time ago.

Sculler's son, Borris, got a yellow/greenish skin which did not look healthy at all, but at the local Hospital they found nothing else was wrong with the boy.


Brit Humph (Wrong name on the picture, Gnomes should read Humph) was born with a red'ish skin that none of her ancestors had. And the Albertin Smith was born with green'ish skin. And there might be more abnormal kids on their way. It was a mystery to the Hospital how the effected children could be so differently affected, not even getting the same skin colour.



Some had only grown up kids, born long before the catastrophe. But it was still hard to handle that a hubby was killed in the mines. Lindy Hill was widowed back then, and still her teen kids find her standing outside, gazing towards the mines at night.
(Btw, I love the tight outdoor corridor between their small builds :D )

More in a few days, leaving the sad stuff behind, stopping by at one of the popular waterholes, Lucy's Heaven!

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