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Harmony Bay BACC Week 1 Wright Family

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Harmony Bay:

Harmony Bay Build a City Challenge Rules at Boolprop.net http://boolprop.net/viewtopic.php?f=52&t=477

Week 1:

Week 1 Wright Household

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“FREEDOM!” cried Amber Wright, as she strode happily along the beach at Harmony Bay. After three years in prison back in Simland, for the crime of speaking out against the tyrannical government there, she was thrilled to be one of the first convicts to be sent to the island. “Radiation or not, it's wonderful,” she said to herself. Three years of solitary confinement led to such a habit, but it didn't really matter. She was FREE!

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While most of the former convicts stayed at Base Camp, Amber decided to brave the elements and claim a home of her own, there on that beach. After all, the recently elected Harmony Council had already established a postal system, as well as trash pick-up. They were turning a little gully that still registered too high on the Geiger counter into a landfill. So nothing was stopping her from homesteading this little stretch of “paradise.”

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The President of Simland had promised that they would all be supplied with everything they would need to get settled in. That turned out to be basic camping gear, some old worn refrigerators to use as coolers, and the tools to chop down bamboo and create one's own furnishings. Also, he generously provided a week's rations for all the convicts.

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Amber was able to scrounge up sufficient glass and metal for part of a greenhouse, and she used bamboo and tightly woven grass to serve as the rest of the walls. It wasn't much of a garden, but it should see a single sim through, she thought. As long as her harvest came in before her rations ran out, she'd be fine.

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The sims back at Base Camp weren't being idle, either. One of them had even started up a small newspaper. Amber was pleased to read the positive story about how she was starting out on her own. So far, she was the only one of the ex-cons to do so. The newspaper even had a daily word puzzle. Amber enjoyed working it out. “Hmmm, Simland Sucks. Hahaha! Never would have seen THAT in a newspaper back home.”

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“No. Simland is Simland. Harmony Bay is home, now.” She put the paper in her compost bin, and got out a book. She had managed to liberate a pretty good number of them from the burning piles, before she was arrested, and when she was shipped off to Harmony Bay, one of her relatives dug up her stash, and shipped it off to her there. It was a crime to collect subversive material, but it wasn't a crime to get rid of it, so he was safe.

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Soon, Amber had some visitors. All the ex-cons at Base Camp had been provided with clothes by the Simland authorities, and all those clothes were old. Some were downright ancient. Some of them were lucky enough in their wardrobes, but others, not so much.

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“Brandi LeTourneau? I didn't know you were Catholic.” “I'm not. I just hope God doesn't smite me for being sacrilegious. I really had no choice in the matter.” “Haha!” laughed Marisa Bendett. “Here I was complaining about this awkward hoop-skirt I feel much better now, thanks, Brandi!”

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“I don't care what I'm wearing,” Amber said, “as long as it's not that awful prison uniform, anymore. And you know what, Brandi? It may sound weird, but I think it was worth it. Those three years in solitary, thinking I'd never see the light of the sun, were really miserable, but if that's the price to pay to get a ticket out of Simland, to freedom, then I'd pay it again, a hundred-fold.”

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“Err, Amber, that would be three hundred years in prison. You'd be dead.” Amber sighed. Brandi always took things so literally, even before their incarceration. Now, well... She was just a little bit off. Thought criminals didn't always have the intellectual capacity to withstand the rehabilitation treatments, and Brandi had cracked a little.

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“Let me rephrase that for you, Brandi. Prison was tough, but Simland was worse. Way worse. And I'd do it all over again, and spend even more time in prison, if it meant that I could come here to this beautiful island, and live free. No more Simlandian politics! No more Simlandian secret police and informers around every corner. FREEDOM!” She loved shouting that word. It just never got old.

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“Speaking of informers...” Marisa began, giving Brandi a meaningful glare. “Hey, I told you, it was an accident! That cop totally tricked me!” “Not hard to do,” muttered Marisa, but she let the matter drop. Like Amber, she was also happy to be here. Radiation, or not, they would be better off here, living as mutants, than back in Simland, under harsh oppression.

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They were all feeling a bit peckish, so Amber broke out her rations for the day, and shared them out. She might be a bit hungry tonight, but she'd last until the next meal, at any rate. And she liked sharing with her friends. Abhijeet started telling of his plans for the future. He meant to dig up all the antiquities he could find here, and sell them to collectors and museums back in Simland. “After all, this is an historic site.”

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“You're right about that,” Amber said. “Why, I'll bet you could find buyers all over the world, not just in Simland.” “Yeah, and we're close to the shipping lines for trading ships of all sorts of different countries. Marisa is building a barge to take the trade goods out to meet them,” Abhijeet said.

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“That's right,” Marisa said. “I've got it all worked out. I have storage space at the camp. You dig up everything you can, and deliver it to me every Wednesday, and I'll take it to the trading vessels when they pass by. I've got signals set up, and I'm even learning how to communicate with the ships, so we can haggle over prices, and tell them what sort of trade goods we want from them, as well.”

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“Can I give you stuff to sell, too?” Amber asked. “Sure! The more stuff we get to trade, the faster we'll build up trade relationships with other nations, and the sooner we'll be able to get some really good trade goods for ourselves. I miss stereos,” she said, sighing. “Ah, music! Oh, well. I'm sure we'll get them here, sooner or later. So, yeah, please give me everything you can find that will fetch a price.”

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Amber dug long into the night, then collapsed until morning, only to spend all of Tuesday digging, as well. She took just enough time to see to her needs and her garden, and spent the rest of the time looking for valuable artifacts to sell. After all, winter would be upon her soon, and a tent and outhouse would not be enough to keep her warm. She needed trade goods, so she could get the supplies she'd need for a real home.

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“Hey there, little cutie! How did you get to Harmony Bay? You must have stowed away on board a trading ship. TRADING SHIP? Is it time, already? Oh, flergle! I didn't deliver anything to Marisa, yet!” She tossed everything onto an old tarp, and dragged it to the dock as quickly as she could, only just making it in time. However, when the trade was done, she had almost $1500 worth of supplies.

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“Well, it's not much,” she said to herself, “but it will keep out the snow. I can study in there, whenever I get cold, at least.” And she had just enough money left over to pay next week's taxes. Yes, the duly elected council of Harmony Bay had voted just that morning. Amber supported the idea of them building up their own infrastructure, so she didn't mind paying the tax. She just wished that she had more cash with which to do so.

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However, the taxes soon began to show their value, as the HB Council's first action was to install telephone coverage across the island. Amber was very grateful for that, because she was starting to feel lonely, all alone on her little plot. “Yeah, Brandi, I hear they're saving up for a university, too. I fully support educating our future children. Now, I just need to have some future children to educate.”

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But finding a mate was proving to be difficult. The only attractive man she'd met so far was Joe Carr. And he was only good to look at. Once he started talking, she was really turned off. “Oh, yes, Amber. I think if you just gained some weight, and went around in your bikini all day, you might just be a little bit pretty.” “Ummm, no. Winter is coming. I'm not putting on a bikini just for you, and as for gaining weight, I'm barely managing with my rations, as it is.”

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Days went by with no other man in sight, and just as Amber was ready to bite the bullet and invite Joe to move in with her, Benjamin Long walked by. “YOWZA!” She blinked. “Oops! Did I say that out loud?” Blushing, she shooed Joe away, and asked Benjamin to stay. They had an instant attraction for each other, and before evening fell, they were on a date.

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Despite the fact that neither one actually had the other's turn-ons (brown hair and fit for Amber, and fat and underwear for Benjamin), they found each other irresistible. By morning, Benjamin had moved in, and was already planning his proposal. He brought with him some trade goods, and his own bank account of $17,000, easily enough to cover taxes and buy plenty of building supplies next time the trading ships came.

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Winter came, but before the first snow fell, it was time to harvest Amber's tomatoes. They weren't exactly mouthwatering, but they weren't awful, either, and in the process, she had learned quite a bit about gardening. The next crop would be much better, and most importantly, her growing family would eat well throughout the winter, and the coming year. It was enough.

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So, as the snows started blowing outside, the happy couple enjoyed the warmth, peace and quiet of their little shack. Studying subversive recipes, such as Bass with Squash (protected species) and Baked Alaska (more delicious than Simlandians had any right to enjoy), they whiled away the days, and kept each other warm at night. And before they knew it, their first week in Harmony Bay was over.

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