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PSA; this account is still in use, I just need a week of free time to read, write & queue up some posts but that's nowhere to be found😭

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Sage Estates 102, Willow Creek Gallery information under the cut.

Meet the residents.

Lot title: Oakenstead Family Estate Lot type: Residential / 9+ beds, 8 baths Size: 50x50 Price: §484,385 Original creator: winnietopiaa Packs used: For Rent, Growing Together, High School Years, Cottage Living, Snowy Escape, Eco Lifestyle, Discover University, Island Living, Get Famous, Seasons, Cats & Dogs, City Living, Get Together, Get to Work, Dream Home Decorator, Realm of Magic, StrangerVille, Jungle Adventure, Parenthood, Vampires, Dine Out, Spa Day, Outdoor Retreat, Nifty Knitting, Tiny Living, Laundry Day, Toddler, Cool Kitchen, Perfect Patio, Bathroom Clutter, Pastel Pop, Desert Luxe, Blooming Rooms.

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Cameraman Robbie!!

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Did you know that you can turn off notifications for individual posts?

A few days ago I saw people in the simblr community talk about how it feels discouraging when reblogging other peoples stuff and then only getting reactions on the things they reblogged rather than their own posts. And I 100% get that feeling! So here is a little tip for everyone struggling with imposter syndrome (like me): Turn those notifications off! Yes, it is an extra step but it's so worth it!

First thing I do when I reblogged someone else's stuff is click on the three dots on top of the post and turn notifications off forever. That way I can share other people's amazing content without my brain playing mean tricks on me!

Also: Liking and reblogging is free! The post you see on your dash sitting at 0 likes after 8 hours? Give it a like! It will cost you nothing but make the creator happy! 🤍

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thank you for the tag! @abbysimsfun

Last Song: 'I Might Slip Away If I Don't Feel Nothing' - Q

Very much my type of music, I hate how short it is though I wish it was longer

Favourite Colour: Green!

In primary school I found out my name is a shade of green, now I love every shade. Prior to that it was white, before that was gold, and then purple. in that order. (I was making important decisions in primary!)

Last Movie: 'The House of Flying Daggers'

I found it in my family's movie cupboard so me and my brother decided to watch it. we haven't finished yet lol, we went to sleep but it's quite interesting

Last Book: 'The Guest List' by Lucy Foley!!

I love a murder mystery. I think I enjoyed it but I can't tell if I read it too fast or I just want more. I can't put my finger on it but I suspect the latter. I might re-read it for clarity cause I got attached to the characters and now I want spin-offs of them & I'm definitely not satisfied with how it ended, it was such a 'Oh... really?' type of ending, which I literally guessed from the beginning as a joke and that bugs me. It's like the author cut things out to reach a word count. Which is a shame because I was so hooked! And then it abruptly ended. Rant over!!

Sweet, Spicy or Savoury: Literally all. But in practice, savoury.

My mother says I oversalt & she's right. It's a resolution for 2025 to chill on the sodium

Last Thing I Googled: 'is gold a colour'

Answer: yes! "it's also called golden (new info) named after the chemical element"

Current Obsession: Reading

my obsession goes in and out but recently, since beginning of last year, it's very in

Looking Forward To: Loads of stuff! 1. visiting the States next month 2. reading more books 3. going back to the gym

1. i used to go so often but I haven't been back in 5 years. I can't wait to pig out on pizza that would depress Italians lmao. 2. i have 3 for my kindle & 3 physical books waiting to be read. book heaven!!

tagging: @berrysims-lp @aurorangen @opalsimmer @igglemouse & literally if you're reading this you've been tagged!

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Sims In Bloom: Generation 2 Pt. 120 (Searching For Answers in Sulani)

cw: blood, death, violence (sounds terrible, I know...this tropical world is beautiful but this is not a cozy one, it's a detective one!)

The Sulani sun was warm, even for an overcast day in late winter. As Conrad approached George Brindleton's villa, a chill ran down his spine. George liked to dictate the terms of his communication with Brindleton PD, but he'd been far too quiet. The stunning modular villa overlooking the water seemed too quiet, too.

He approached the front door and knocked. The entire front room was open toward the endless sea, but Conrad couldn't see, or hear, any signs of life from inside.

"Yoo hoo! Hello, stranger. Are you a friend of Mr. and Mrs. Brindleton?"

Conrad turned back down the steps to greet two women who approached with friendly smiles. "Not exactly. Do you know where I could find the owner of this villa?"

"That'd be me," said the brunette. "Oliana Ngata. I rent it to George every winter, but my wife, Leila, and me, we were supposed to talk about him extending into spring and he never showed up at the tiki bar."

"Have you gone inside?"

"George tells us not to, and he pays us enough that we do what he says. But my son said there was a weird smell coming from the place when he walked home from school yesterday, and we're starting to get concerned. June usually comes around to talk to us every few days, but we haven't seen her either."

The blonde woman at her side rolled her eyes. "I don't know what she sees in that old man. He's always walking around barking orders. I can't stand the guy."

"Shhh," said the brunette. "He pays us well enough not to talk crap about him, Leila."

"My name's Conrad Gordon." He flashed his badge. "I'm a lieutenant at Brindleton PD back on the mainland. We've been trying to get George's cooperation about a body that turned up back home. But he went radio silent a few days ago, so we're risking him trying to sue the department to check up on him."

Leila laughed. "He makes friends everywhere, does he?"

"Could you let me inside?"

Oliana nodded, tailing him through the front door once she'd unlocked the airy vacation home. "Do you think something could have happened to them? - Oh my Watcher!"

She peeled back in fear and surprise at the sight of George Brindleton face down in a pool of his own blood. By the looks of the blood stains, he'd been dead a few days already. Looking around, Conrad saw no sign of June, but the staircase to the upstairs bedroom beckoned.

"Lieutenant Gordon, be careful," called Oliana with an anxious lilt. As Conrad stepped into the master suite, his face fell. June laid on her back on the bed, with a pool of blood forming on the hardwood floors beneath her.

Both George and his wife had been brutally murdered, and Conrad's heart sank. He really didn't need another murder case on his plate - least of all the murder of the most powerful man in town thousands of miles away from the place that bore his name.

Bloody footprints, large enough to be a man, headed toward the bathroom before disappearing, with no sign of forced entry or exit through the immaculate floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

He pulled out his phone to call it in, waiting for the arrival of local law enforcement. But they didn't take kindly to Conrad's chief pulling rank, demanding they let Brindleton PD handle the murder investigation.

"You think you mainland cops can come out here and tell us how to run the show on our own islands, and we're just supposed to stand back and let you?"

"It's not about the work," Conrad assured him. "It's the victim. He's been a person of interest to Brindleton PD for a long time - a lot longer than even I've been on the force."

The officer scowled but let Conrad do his job. He looked for evidence, but relied on landlords Oliana and her wife, Leila, for descriptions of the young waiter they knew as Javier Vargas. "He's a good kid, but we haven't seen him in as many days as the Brindletons. If he's not dead in there with them somewhere, I don't know what to think," mused Oliana.

"Why would George Brindleton call him Rafael? Does the name Rafael Bonilla mean anything to either of you?"

The women shrugged. "He wouldn't be the first person who's come to the islands to start a new life," said Oliana. "We're far enough away from everything, plenty of people find that appealing. We pay everyone in cash who works at our villas. They like it that way, and they like that we don't ask a lot of questions. But he's a good employee and we'd given him a key to the place since George liked to start drinking with the sunrise. He was a piece of work, but Javier always did his job without complaining."

"Do you know where I could find 'Javier'?"

The women shrugged again, but their son approached toward the end of the school day. "I think he's hiding in Princess Cordelia's ancient shipwreck near the volcano caves."

Oliana gasped. "Tane, where did you hear such a thing?"

"I didn't hear it. I saw him! Why do you want to find him?"

"I just want to ask him some questions."

"About what?"

"About being a waiter," Oliana cut in quickly, and Conrad didn't bother to correct her.

He turned to the young boy. "Do you know where I could find this abandoned shipwreck?"

He nodded. "Walk on the sandbar to the volcano. You'll see it near the beach. It's so far from the water because a storm blew it all the way inland when it crashed hundreds of years ago!"

Conrad left his number and promised to be in touch while the bodies were shipped to the morgue. He'd have to worry about the paperwork to get the Brindletons back to the Bay, but foremost in his mind was finding Rafa, once and for all.

He followed young Tane's directions and made it to the volcano caves after sunset. The dense jungle was dotted with worn dirt paths, but painted wooden signs led the way through the canopy. He found the caves and spotted the crooked mast of an old ship, half buried under the sand.

He spotted what looked like a front door on the part of the hull that stuck out of the sand and knocked.

"What the hell do you want?"

A gruff voice cut through the chirp of crickets in the nearby jungle, and Conrad turned. He hadn't seen Rafa Bonilla since he was a kid. Now this young man towered over him in height, deep-voiced with strong muscles, but Conrad knew it was the same boy. He had the same eyes.

"Rafa, it's me. Conrad Gordon."

"Yeah, I'll bet." The man sneered. "I saw you with a badge at the villa."

The young man threw a heavy punch before lunging at him, knocking him to the ground with brute force. "Rafa, it's really me," he choked out, as the man straddled his shoulders and blocked his airway. He struggled to breathe, but Rafa wouldn't let up no matter how hard he fought him.

Conrad's face grew hot as his throat closed, and the world around him faded to black. ->

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WCIF? George and June are posed with Akiyumi's Too Much and SamsSims' Sleep posepacks respectively. Conrad and Rafa's scuffle is from @rebouks Fite Me posepack, and the last shot of Conrad, unconscious, is from @yibsimchronicles' Fainted posepack. I love them all, and they really helped me get different shots I had in my head into the pixels, so thank you to all for sharing!

And I need to thank Cepzid for their police station uniform pack cc so I could stage the shots with Ximena in the last episode, and the shot with the officer here, since none of those scenes were triggered by actual gameplay. The clothes look great in game!

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Day 21 (Part IIII)

Wanted to make sure the goodbyes all fit into this post so this is a bit long. But as messy and as questionable as these two were, I'll really miss them! Mostly Shana I really wish she picked someone else lol.

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Sims In Bloom: Generation 2 Pt. 119 (Give Her Our Regards)

Conrad didn't leave for the city as soon as Detective Spangler's text came in. A ball of nervous energy to set eyes on the woman who'd driven him to the edge of madness and endangered his family for years, he needed to fuel some of his anger into the punching bags upstairs before he hit the Simmerloop Superhighway.

He let Heather know he was headed to the city to meet her behind bars, but the good news meant she didn't care he'd be home late. "Give her our regards," she said with a smile.

This still wasn't completely over. Brindleton PD had to confirm Ximena was responsible for the murder of Jimmy Stefano and he still needed to find her brother, Rafa. But with Ximena behind bars, the police detail that had lingered in Sable Square throughout the winter could finally be redirected elsewhere.

The docks needed more patrol with Bay Security still in disarray, and with George Brindleton still enjoying the sun in Sulani.

He tried calling the old man on his way into the city, but George never liked to answer his calls. By the time he made it to San Myshuno PD it was almost lunchtime, and after a quick chat with some of his old colleagues, he headed downstairs to the prison cells.

"You said you wouldn't talk without Lieutenant Gordon present, so there he is."

With her hands cuffed behind her back, Ximena scowled. She'd never looked more pitiful, but Conrad's heart had hardened against her.

"Does this make you happy, Conrad?"

He shrugged. "Of course it does. What else do you want me to say?"

She grimaced as Detective Spangler led her into the interrogation room, but she wouldn't tell him a thing.

"I only want to talk to Conrad. I don't know you."

"Whether you know me or not, you know what happened to Jimmy Stefano."

She stared at him, stonefaced, and Conrad knew he'd have to talk to her. He stood and brushed his pant legs, heading into the interrogation room. He found Ximena threatening to walk out while Zion tried to coax her back into her chair.

"Is something wrong, Miss Bonilla?"

"I told him I'd talk to you, Conrad, not him."

"Lieutenant Gordon, I tried to tell her you're busy with the search for her brother, Rafael, but she's insisting she won't talk to anyone but you."

"What difference does it make who she talks to? The whole room's set up with cameras and microphones."

"She says she'll go back to her cell if she doesn't get to talk to you."

"Don't talk about me like I'm not even in the room," Ximena snapped.

Conrad let out an elaborate sigh. "Fine, Ximena. We'll talk. But you're answering my questions. Nothing more."

"Fine."

Detective Spangler left them alone in the room, but it felt smaller with just he and Ximena inside. "Did you kill Jimmy Stefano?"

"No."

"Do you know who did?"

"I don't know them."

"So you made the call?"

"I always make the call."

"And this time?" He needed her to say it, sitting down to make himself more comfortable. She wouldn't join him; Ximena loved looking down on just about anyone, including him.

"I can't answer that without an attorney."

"Do you have one? The cartel usually sends one."

"If you see one of their slimeball attorneys around, let me know."

Conrad looked at her, without allies but still defiant. "Do you really have no idea where your brother is?"

She frowned. "He ran away from me, Conrad. Just like you did."

"I can't pity you, Ximena. You made life hell for me and my family."

"The boy, he's not even yours."

"He's my family, Ximena. He has been since before he was three years old."

Ximena sneered. "I'm happy for you, Lieutenant. But unless you want to tell me you're letting me go, I'm done talking."

They had a lot more questions, but he knew Ximena wouldn't cooperate. Once she'd found a public defender and had been transferred to Brindleton Bay, they could keep pressing her for details of the murder at the docks.

He led Ximena back to her cell while she ranted about his betrayal. He tuned her out, grateful she was finally behind bars, as Detective Spangler joined him again by the cells.

"The chief says no one's been able to get a hold of George for two days. She's finally sending you to his villa to check on him."

"When? It's almost Love Day."

"You might need to make that one up to your wife. Almost wife. But she can get you on a flight out of San Myshuno Airport tonight."

"Just me?"

Zion offered a lighthearted shrug. "The chief's watching costs and needs me to stick to Ximena until she's transferred to the Bay. Besides, Chief knows you're George's favourite."

Texting Heather on his way to the airport, Conrad picked up a change of clothes from the gift shop before boarding a red eye to tropical Sulani.

He was on his way to talk to George Brindleton, but he hoped his task would finally put him face-to-face with Rafa Bonilla, most of all. ->

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Day 21 (Part IIII : 3/3)

The public have spoken!

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had to include that screenshot of Fitch and Shana cause it looks like they're holding hands <3

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Day 21 (Part IIII : 2/3)

Lena & Cressida's immunity** allows their couples safety alongside Jaden and Nikole...

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**inserting an author's note because I have to acknowledge the major plot fuck up that immunity adds, it really hindered the amount of people who could be at risk. But season 1 was my tester/beta version so I took it out for season 2! Going from 4 couples able to be dumped to 2 is meh but still okay, but Chrissy boy being able to slip through the cracks is a huge whoopsie from me lmao

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Day 21 (Part IIII : 1/3)

The vulnerable campers are revealed...

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Day 21 (Part III : 2/2)

An immediate gathering around the campfire has been requested

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Day 21 (Part III : 1/2)

Are Nik and Shana having the most classic case of communication? For sure

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Day 21 (Part II : 4/4)

The five couples send their nominations.

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Who do we think got the most votes?🤭

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Day 21 (Part II : 3/4)

The couples discuss compatibility amongst themselves

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Day 21 (Part II : 2/4)

Party montage, whoo! [campers cheer and clap]

Voting against campers, boo! [campers jeer and heckle]

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Day 21 (Part II : 1/4)

Short intro but I want the next part to be a standalone, you'll see why

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