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Sims Saturday: Graduation of Power
Mar 18th
Ever wonder what the Sims will do left to their own devices? See the story of a young couple unfold right before your eyes.
Welcome to Sims Saturday, a Sims soap opera by writer and longtime RivalCast community member VelvetDove.
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The Fireside Tales - Chapter Fifty-Seven
Mar 17th
Chapter Fifty-Seven: Ogres
"These giant beasts are aggressive. It is unknown where they came from or why they attack settlements, but many who face them never return to tell the tale."
Horse hooves pounded the slightly damp dirt as the four riders raced toward the east. Fort Rannick was to the east and slightly north of town so they were heading for the fighting at the southeast first. Once that problem was taken care of they would move to the fort. The sounds of combat met them before the sight of it. Metal thunked against wood, growls both human and monstrous mixed together in a horrible symphony and the thrum of bowstrings being plucked.
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Sims Saturday: I Can Do No Wrong
Mar 11th
Ever wonder what the Sims will do left to their own devices? See the story of a young couple unfold right before your eyes.
Welcome to Sims Saturday, a Sims soap opera by writer and longtime RivalCast community member VelvetDove.
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Sims Saturday: The Rules of You
Mar 4th
Ever wonder what the Sims will do left to their own devices? See the story of a young couple unfold right before your eyes.
Welcome to Sims Saturday, a Sims soap opera by VelvetDove.
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The Fireside Tales - Chapter Fifty-Six
Mar 3rd
Chapter Fifty-Six: Turtleback
"Nothing is as it seems."
Compared to Magnimar, Turtleback Ferry was peaceful. Men and women walked up and down the roads of the small town and conversations buzzed quietly. Water could be heard splashing against land as well as the bells of the ferry. It would have been a lovely place to live in. Yet, as the three heroes and Shayliss made their way through the crowds, they could feel some kind of dark and suffocating energy around the town. It was intangible, yet unmistakeable. There was something walking among, or even in, the citizens of Turtleback.
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Sims Saturday: Faith In The Mistakes
Feb 25th
Ever wonder what the Sims will do left to their own devices? See the story of a young couple unfold right before your eyes.
Welcome to Sims Saturday, a Sims soap opera by writer and longtime RivalCast community member VelvetDove.
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RCM Fanfic - Agents of ARACHNOS, Ep. 19
Feb 19th
Episode 19: Danger
You can't logic your way through emotion. –Unknown
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Sims Saturday: Graduation Into Entitlement
Feb 18th
Ever wonder what the Sims will do left to their own devices? See the story of a young couple unfold right before your eyes.
Welcome to Sims Saturday, a Sims soap opera by writer and longtime RivalCast community member VelvetDove.
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The Fireside Tales - Chapter Fifty-Five
Feb 17th
Chapter Fifty-Five: Message of Danger
"The end is getting close, Heroes."
"Lord Mayor!" Lotho said with a hint of feigned surprise in his voice, "It is such a surprise to see you!"
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67, 94
Feb 13th
The cold Siberian wind whistled softly through the cliffside. It flicked off snowcaps and grey-bristled rocks, swirling tufts of snow around and around and around in lazy circles, before finally diving in a whoosh down the mountain. On its descent it lifted the blonde hairs of a traveler pushing her black boots forward against the snowdrifts. She was completely alone in the expanse of white. The wind paused around this figure, gently pushing against her thick snow jacket but finding every crevice tightly packed against the cold. The wind moved on. Nature does not often care one way or another about anything, and this was no exception. To the wind, the woman was just another speck against the snow. It flowed one last time by her cheek before disappearing into the winter.
The woman shivered. Her breath collected out into wisps of steam in the freezing air as she trudged through the snow. In one gloved hand she clutched a curious black instrument with a circular face, which she would look down to glance at every so often. At her hip, a small radio sputtered and spit. She ignored it and casted her eyes forward in a determined stare. She had been trekking through the Siberian snow all day, but showed no sign of slowing now. "67, 94. 67, 94. 67, 94," she whispered, repeating the numbers over and over to herself.
Miles away, two men on black ATV's split through the snow. The drone of their engines bounced off the mountains.