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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.

23. oktober 2014

Fogdale: The mob

[Year count 176]  So, we're back to The Dump! The angry Misty Fogdale is still angry, and her alien daughter Asha is about to become a teenager! Years seem to fly...



This morning Misty went for a walk. she is an Adult by now, a few wrinkles here and there, and maybe her temper did soften a tad. Or did it?

As she walked to the ocean, on the short street going from the Love Garden, south of Expo Café, crossing Galucca Plaza, and then north of Pearlton Estate where the Plaza Kiosk is on your right hand ... (phew, I forgot the street's name, but now you know where you are, right?)... Well, where the street ends, a rather new build has been erected over the years; Galucca Imports. Misty noticed a group standing near the entrance. Galucca Imports is where all imported goods are tested before locals get to buy it. Misty is still unemployed, and becoming a testsim sounded within reach...



But no. Mayor Franklin Barksdale told her that some Pruzzle family was already moving in to test the imports. He didn't say that Misty looked too pink for the job, or that Misty is too poor to meet the standards of this area. After all the neighbours are Pearlton, Brottington and Oonion Farm.



Meanwhile, Asha was in trouble at school, School of Galucca. There ae two schools in town, and this is the school where neither the Mayor nor the Pettontas would send their children, they do select the newer school near Galucca Plaza. Not saying that this school is a bad school, but teachers often find fighting students in the school yard.



Asha often hangs out with Terrill. He lives at Monastery of Similius, and is alien offspring just like her. They both talk with a unique voice, and they both got totally black eyes that the other students find a bit scary.

The guy is Eric Hartman, he is this school's Principal, and Mrs Elle (Huggin) Gnomes who is a teacher.



Misty was on her way to the beaches. She decided to look for bottles and other scrap that she can sell on the flea market just behind Suzi's Heaven.

The Fisherman's Dock is one of two locations where Anglers traditionally had their boats, and Angler's Club (see previous update) is near by. But, Misty continued to Vansant Beach and First Beach.



Pretty quiet, although it's a pretty warm Summer day. She found a towel and tried to relax, but other people thinking she was sun burnt kept annoying her.



Later on Misty was back home at The Dump. Emma Hydront stopped her, talking nonsense about alien twins at the castle. Everyone knew that one alien kid lived with the noble family, not two! Misty and Emma talk nearly everyday. Emma is still unmarried, and lives alone in the Upper Farmland, that is just up the steep road.



Today is Asha's last day of childhood. Misty ordered a cheap vegetarian pizza, and the two of them had a little party in the kitchen.

Ever since Asha started school, Misty has promised her that one day they will go boating on the Dump Pond, and maybe they will even catch the monster living down there. Misty has told the stories of the catastrophe, but it's hard for a child to understand the damages unless a monster was involved.



Misty gave in. When Asha grows up it will be too late to explore the pond. Tonight might be a good time. They used the old rowboat that nobody ever really owns, and in the extremely silent night, they slowely cut through the smelly waters. Here and there gas reached the surface, and Asha enjoyed every minute of it.

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Misty hates it when Asha says stuff like that. Her little girl would soon grow up.

Next: Pettonta Castle!

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