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!
If the images in this chapter are broken, read it at gruglysims.ca instead!
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.
Interludes: 1, 2, 3. April Fools' Day: 2014, 2014 Comparison, 2015.
Recaps: 1, 2.
Hopefully we'll finish our jail sentence this update.
This taxi driver has got to be pissed at us by now.
Cameron: Very mature.
Aurora: Almost! ALMOST!
Ricky: Man, the stands are PACKED!
Nerissa: If I were a taxpayer I sure would feel secure.
Nerissa: Alright everybody, we've had a lot of crashes around here lately. Try not to do so much stupid shit.
Tish: This is you trying?
Ally: I still think we should have had the real jail ready ahead of time. I don't trust the security here, and we don't have a safe path to the courthouse.
Annie: Wait... I'm the security here!
Nerissa: You're out of line, McClane!
Nerissa: Whatever! If we didn't house the prisoners here, I ask you, what would we do with all these instant meals?!
Ally: You're gonna look beautiful in the newspaper exposé.
Ally: Cameron alone! She's a major security risk. What if ENTROPY tries to free her? They do shit like that! ENTROPIC shit!
Nerissa: Look bitch, we have officers jump-roping around the clock to keep this place locked down tight!
Ally: WELL MAYBE THE EVIL SECRET SOCIETY OF EVIL ISN'T PLANNING TO CHALLENGE US TO A ROPE-JUMPING MATCH!
Ally: Something awful is gonna happen.
Nerissa: I don't visit that website.
Nerissa: Anyway, what do you expect me to do? Build a prison with your bare hands? Construction takes time!
Ally: NOT IN "THE SIMS" IT DOESN'T!
Ally: I hope they name the inevitable debacle after you.
Annie: Have you tried herbal supplements, Tish?
Ally: Everything squared away, Annie?
Annie: Sure! Whatever that means.
Ally: Buck up, Jalowitz. I need you at one hundred percent!
Ricky: Ugh, that's what I was worried about.
Ally: Alright, now that we've established that the ensuing catastrophe can't possibly be my fault, I'm satisfied.
Good thing we finally got everything sorted.
Stewart: Yes please.
Stewart: Hi Mrs. Pretty Policewoman! I would like to take your much-less-pretty redhead home so you don't have to put up with her shit anymore.
Nerissa: You CAN learn!
Nerissa: Hey skank.
Nerissa: You're free to go. Nobody cares about those people you killed.
Rosemarie: My faith in society is restored!
Rosemarie: Off the record, aren't my tits great.
Nerissa: They really are.
Nerissa: So please get them out of here.
If you're gonna be a fake cop, Jizzy, try not doing it in front of the real cop shop.
Stewart: I feel like I've been separated from you for CHAPTERS!
Rosemarie: Let's leave so he can save the game.
YES DO THAT
Rosemarie: You look so good in low-light conditions.
Rosemarie: I like a man who can bail me out of jailtime.
Nerissa: Dead late, as usual.
Nerissa: Don't eat anybody I wouldn't eat.
Nerissa: I've been saving that one up.
Nicholas: Gotta keep in shape!
I agree! Fuck that guy. Whoever he is.
Chelsea: I will not!
Sandy: WE SHOULD TOTES BREAK IN
Yeah, they've got all sorts of cool stuff in here.
Nicholas: It's like looking through a glass freezer case.
Tish: You can't eat them, you don't know where they've been!
And you can't eat her, because I don't know what she's doing.
Tish: What I'm doing is getting a free shower.
I forget that townies aren't housies.
Tish: See you around, boss?
Nicholas: You'd better hope not!
Tish: Right, right, I'll call the... other cops, if I do.
Tish: Please don't eat me.
Kyle: There's people eating around here?
Tish: You can join my bird barbecue if you bring your own bird!
Tish: God I wish I could afford pigeon.
Victor: Out my way, prep stuff.
Victor: Hahaha "prep stuff."
Victor: I'm funny.
Victor: Pretty sure criminals shouldn't sleep.
Victor: BUT THAT JUST MEANS ME AND MARISSA CAN SPEND MORE QUALITY TIME TOGETHER
Annie: We should make a loud noise first.
Vicki: Did somebody just pop the world's tiniest balloon?
Aurora: Good day off, boss?
Annie: Take lots of good medication?
All the good medication is right here.
Chelsea: Appreciate it.
Cameron: I had a dream this day was taking three entire chapters to get through.
Welcome to my nightmare.
Victor: Everything is fine in the Chiefs Cwik Family. My wife loves me very much and I am not at all on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
Annie: I'm so flattered you think I'd be worried for you!
Victor: I dunno, you look kinda sappy.
Annie: Same to you, bitch!
Victor: More like same to me! Meow!
Brooke: Why did you get her to strip before she got to the shower?
Victor: You serious?!
Vicki: I'm not really a performer.
Annie: You shoulda thought of that before we hired two perverts and a zombie as our chiefs.
Victor: DON'T MIND ME JUST DOING LEGITIMATE WORK
Annie: GOT IT COVERED THANKS CHIEF
Victor: WELL I CALL DIBS ON THIS ONE
Vicki: Any other bidders?
I can't believe these perverts want to watch you shower.
Vicki: Watching me shower sure is perverted.
Yep. Hey, slow down a little. We got time.
Annie: Men! Monsters.
Vicki: Weird monsters.
Victor: I'M NOT WEIRD AM I MARISSA
Brooke, do you even have a second facial expression?
Brooke: On THIS salary?!?!
Brooke: So are we gonna be guards at the new prison or are they gonna get an entirely new crew of insane slaves?
Victor: I've been thinking of committing a crime. You know, to guarantee myself a spot.
Hey, funny story! Nick fucked her again after you died.
Vicki: That's not up to your usual level of humour.
Well, that's your opinion.
Brooke: I'm glad we had this chat.
Victor: Did we? We did. Cool.
Victor: I'm flattered that you think I was listening.
Annie: I wonder... are these too good for criminals?!
Chelsea: Definitely not.
Brooke and Victor: Bare minimum standard of care ACHIEVED!
Next time: prologue to the Trials of the Generation.
Be there or be here! Because those are the same place.