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!
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The next chapter has been my goalpost for ages.
This one is fine too.
New look, Annie?
Annie: People just look right through me!
Theresa: Happy bitch in jail day, everybody!
Jane: Hmm. Speaking of bitches...
Nerissa: You wanna explain why you were holding this dangerous criminal in a civilian location?!
Theresa: Not really!
Nerissa: I've about had it with the Governor's interference!
Theresa: In real life you'd be so right. Unfortunately, he is the main character...
Nerissa: So, what? You just expect me to roll over and take this abuse?
Theresa: Naw. You're a cop. Just go and pass that abuse on to the next vulnerable minority person you see.
Nerissa: Don't think that I won't.
Nerissa: So, Brooke's...
Aurora: Showering in the prisoner shower. Again. Yeah.
Jane: Look, Chief Cwik (2 of 2). I'm sorry if you feel you've been mistreated.
Nerissa: How am I TWO of TWO? Are you seriously counting Victor ahead of me?!
Jane: Hey, I didn't specifically say that just to piss you off! That would be mean.
Brandi: Brandi Bertino. I think I'm 2 of 2 as well.
Aurora: What're you in for?
Brandi: Oh, something stupid. High treason, maybe?
Brandi: Apparently it's illegal to intentionally get turned into a zombie during a zombie apocalypse.
Brandi: Ridiculous, am I right?
Nerissa: I'm mad at all you guys.
Jane: Should we lock a zombie in there with you? For old times' sake?
Nerissa: Hey! Raise those walls up! The staircase footing isn't visible!
Nerissa: That's better.
And then Theresa lost her mind.
Ricky: Those staircase footings are a real bitch.
Theresa: Hahaha no, I'll have to shoot you.
And then Jeremy got run over.
Nope! You're dead!
Nobody cares, dead guy!
Theresa: I'm sorry you died, Jeremy.
Everything about this picture makes sense.
Victor: Okay, hear me out. What if... we let them all out, see, and then play Manhunt with them?
Ricky: With our guns, though?
Victor: Oh, yeah! Definitely! Definitely with our guns.
I knew you were an agent of ENTROPY!
Brandi: Great detective work, narrator!
Brandi: I miss the apocalypse.
Ricky: Ah! It touched your foot! That's cheating.
I have no desire to see this thought in detail.
I'm pretty sure this is what police stations are actually like.
Nerissa: Well hello there, hubby.
Victor: I'm busy, Nerissa. Go cheat on me or something.
Victor: Chose "or something," did you? Typical.
Vicki: History. Did you know? They named the entire first storyline after me!
I just can't.
Brooke: JOIN US.
Nerissa: All the cool kids stay after work!
Nerissa: Nobody wants to be cool with me?
Nerissa: Haven't you already been shot? Like... twice?
Nicholas: Can't keep a good undead dead!
Nerissa: What about the lousy ones?
Nerissa: Not my shift, not my problem!
Cameron: His name is Nicholas King.
Cameron: And he's a zombie.
Cameron: The Zombie-
HOLY FUCK THE ZOMBIE KING
Remember that time you cheated on Andrew with William?
Brandi: Little secret: everyone is automatically in a relationship with William. Seeing anyone else, now, that's the cheating.
Do you know something about Instant Meals that I don't?
If you do, please don't tell me.
Jessie: Anything neat happening in there?
Jessie: Not interested. Boobs?
Brandi: I want to look my best for the court artist.
We don't have court artists.
Brandi: Then I want to look my best for THE PRINCIPLE OF THE THING.
It's a miracle! The zombie townie turned into a live playable!
And he even changed his name!
Yeah! How dare he!
Whatever he did.
Enjoying the prison food?
Vicki: No, I'm just really chuffed about hats.
Jessie: If I touch you, will it turn me gay?
Vicki: Another rewarding day.
Some people are having fun with it.
Brandi: Better than not having a toilet at all!
Who's the dude?
Joshua: Just let it happen.
Think it's your day today?
Brandi: I don't think it's ever been my day.
♪ Oh when the cops... oh when the cops... ♪
♪ Oh when the cops come marching in! ♪
Nerissa: Oh lord.
Vicki: I should do some underwear modelling. You know. While I wait.
You'd make a killing!
Vicki: Ha ha.
How's Poseidon doing without his Hand, you think?
Cameron: Probably exercising his real hand. If you get my current.
I'm glad you're happy.
Brandi: I'm not happy. I have big lips.
Her scars aren't visible at a distance. Here's a good look at them.
Cameron: Cool! Can we not?
Ember: I know there's cages, but does this have to be such a zoo?
Nick: Hey! Zombies have rights too!
Ember: No! They don't!
Gee, am I ever going to miss this place.
Thank god for OCD, or I wouldn't have saved.
I see Nick had a productive night.
♪ Where are the clowns? ♪
♪ Send in the clowns ♪
Nerissa: Right! Good! Why's that dude in here.
Nerissa: Go home Nicholas you're drunk. I mean zombie.
Nicholas: I've about had it up to here with your speciesism.
Vicki: You gonna join in?
Nobody wants that.
Next time: oh, nothing too important.
EXCEPT IT'S EVERYTHING TOO IMPORTANT!