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Welcome to the Clover County Chronicles, an ongoing neighbourhood story in The Sims 2!
Warning: this journal may contain uncensored nudity, violence, profanity and sexual themes.

Updates whenever I damn well please!



Previous Updates
Pine Valley:
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25A, 25B, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100.
Clover County: 101, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106, 107, 108, 109, 110, 111, 112, 113, 114, 115, 116, 117, 118 119, 120. 121, 122, 123, 124, 125, 126, 127, 128, 129, 130, 131, 132, 133, 134, 135, 136, 137, 138, 139, 140, 141, 142, 143, 144, 145, 146, 147, 148, 149, 150, 151, 152, 153, 154, 155, 156, 157, 158, 159, 160, 161, 162, 163, 164, 165, 166, 167, 168, 169, 170, 171, 172, 173, 174, 175, 176, 177, 178, 179, 180, 181, 182, 183, 184, 186, 185, 187, 188, 189, 190, 191, 192, 193, 194, 195, 196, 197, 198, 199, 200, 201, 202, 203, 204, 205, 206, 207, 208, 209, 210, 211, 212, 213, 214, 215, 216, 217, 218, 219, 220, 221, 222, 223, 224, 225, 226, 227, 228, 229, 230, 231, 232, 233, 234, 235, 236, 237, 238, 239, 240, 241.
Sharpesvale: 737.
Interludes: 1, 2, 3. April Fools' Day: 2014, 2014 Comparison, 2015.
Recaps: 1, 2.

Let's have a shorter, more relaxing chapter this time.

Shorter anyway.




More like the Rossi NOT-Family!



Good idea! There's not likely to be anything interesting inside.



Brittany: I am metaphorically shitting bricks right now.



Brittany: And I don't even know why.



Daisy: You want me to what.

Look, I know what you came here to do, and you might as well throw out her garbage first. As a gesture.



Daisy: I'll give her a fucking gesture alright.



Daisy: Right, that's most of the trash taken care of.



Brittany: What are you doing in my house?!
Daisy: Being biologically related to the person who owns it?



Brittany: So, what... you want me to pay rent, or something?
Daisy: Rent! That's cute.



Daisy: So hey, I'm just thinking you and my lil' sister Popcorn might have figured out a bit too much of the shenanigans I've been up to.



Daisy: Ugh, what's with all the passers-by when you want to murder someone?



Daisy: Woof. Dodged a real bullet there.



Yeah, Poppy? Well, then, good news!



Daisy: Those pants



Daisy: OH COME ON



Brittany: I was kindly stopping for death, gimme a break.



Brittany: So, do I get to know why a soap opera star is killing people who know her too well?



Brittany: Holy SHIT that's a big axe.
Daisy: You know that serial killer I play on TV?



Daisy: Think of me as a method actor.



Brittany: Whuck.



Daisy: WHAT



Brittany: That's the sound effect, right? I've seen the show.



Daisy: Heheh, of course you have. Everyone has.



Daisy: Just some cast list trimming.
The Grim Reaper: GO FOR THAT HAIRCUT NEXT.



Daisy: Some day, somehow, I'll get him for that crack.



Poppy: Surprise! I'm still here.



Poppy: This, though? Not so surprising.



The Grim Reaper: HEY, HOW'S REDACTED WORKING OUT? YOU NEVER FILLED OUT THE RESURRECTION SATISFACTION SURVEY.



Poppy: Don't bother explaining. My fake sister is a murderer. It's not that hard to understand.



Poppy: At least do me the courtesy of not feeding me bullshit.



Daisy: Man, that woman sucks the joy right out of everything.



Poppy: I changed my mind, you horrible cunt.



Poppy: IT WAS YOU, WASN'T IT
Daisy: Probably! What specifically though?
Poppy: The bomb! The fucking courthouse bomb!



Daisy: Oh. Duh?



Daisy: Don't tell me it actually took you a while to get that!



Daisy: I'm offended you didn't think of me first.



Poppy: So you play a murderer on TV because you're a murderer in real life.
Daisy: Oh! So close.



Poppy: Oh good, here comes the bullshit.



Daisy: Bullshit nothing! You want to know the truth? You want to know who you really are? Go ahead! Ask me! If you think you'll be happier knowing, ask me!



Poppy: NO CUZ YOU WANT ME TO



Daisy: Fine then, fuck off home.



Daisy: Go commit suicide again why don't you.



Poppy: what



Daisy: Have a think on that, "fake" sister.



Daisy: Also I sold all your stuff.



Welp, guess I don't need to rename the household!



Daisy: There needs to be a classier term for "garbagewoman."



Daisy: "Expurgator" has a nice ring to it.

Next time: no deaths, probably!

Daisy: I bet you don't even know what that word means.

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lumy12
Apr. 29th, 2017 09:03 pm (UTC)
R.I.P., Brittany! Meh, you weren't that important. Sadly, that's what they'll say when I bite it too :(

LOL at threatening good old Grimmy!
gruglysims
Jul. 18th, 2017 08:11 am (UTC)
You're important to me! You're half my vocal readership.
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