#finchwick

[lovesickdeadsims]

Marina met a little furry friend. The lot is frequently visited by foxes (mostly because of the chickens), but not all of them are very friendly. However this particular red fox seemed to like Marina enough, and even accepted to eat some food inside!

[antiquatedsimmer]

Eddy and the woman settled at a table next to the window, the rhythmic pattern of raindrops against the glass creating a soothing ambiance. The woman leaned in, her voice carrying over the sound of the downpour.

" Mr?…." the woman paused giving Eddy a moment to introduce himself. " Edward. " Eddy spoke stiffly.

"Mr. Edward," the woman began, her voice laced with a hint of uncertainty. Edward leaned in attentively, eager to hear her thoughts. "As an outsider in this quaint town, I find myself struggling to fit in, especially as a working woman in a teaching profession," she confessed, her gaze searching for understanding in Edward's eyes.

Edward nodded empathetically, acknowledging the challenges she faced in a community rooted in traditional values. The rain continued to beat against the window, creating a backdrop of melancholic ambiance to their conversation.

With a touch of trepidation, she continued, "If I choose to assist you in finding Helena will you help me in return? will you make sure not to jeopardize my position and standing in this town? Will you not tarnish my reputation as a school teacher?"

Eddy leaned closer, his voice a hushed whisper, as if sharing a carefully guarded secret. " I assure you, my intentions are not to expose or harm Helena in any way. Tell me what you need. "

The woman leaned closer, her voice barely above a whisper, her words almost drowned out by the other patrons speaking in the bar.

"I need support, I'll tell you where Helena is IF you help me put in the effort to promote education for young boys AND girls here in Henford." she said, her tone laced with a tinge of anxiety.

Eddy nodded, his eyes fixed on her, Catching up with Helena turned out to be more dramatic than expected, and Eddy can't deny he was a traditional man himself, women wanting to work just seemed silly to him... but a little education for children can't be a bad thing.

The rain continued to drum against the window, serving as a constant reminder of the clandestine nature of their conversation.

"I... alright I can do that" Eddy replied

Rosella's smile wavered, replaced by a tinge of sadness. "My name is Rosella," she introduced herself, her voice carrying a hint of melancholy. "I am Finchwicks' only school teacher. "

Eddy's gaze softened, recognizing the weight of her words. He could sense the underlying struggle, the hardship that had befallen their small community.

"Times have been tough for all of us," Rosella continued, her voice tinged with disappointment. "And sometimes, survival demands unconventional measures."

Understanding dawned on Edward as Rosella's words hung in the air. She carried a burden of shame, a secret life intertwined with the necessity to make ends meet.

Rosella's voice trembled with a mixture of vulnerability and regret. "I have resorted to taking occasional customers, seeking financial means to support my teaching and maintain a modest living. There exists a seedy Room & Board business, hidden amidst the houses of Finwick, just south of here. Each time I ventured there, Helena was there too."

Edward's eyes widened, his mind racing with the implications of Rosella's revelation. The puzzle pieces began to fall into place, revealing a clandestine world lurking beneath the surface of their seemingly idyllic town.

Rosella's gaze held a hint of firmness, a resolute determination. "In a town where nothing happens, gossip becomes the lifeblood of entertainment. Women are expected to remain confined within the walls of their homes," she expressed, her voice carrying a tinge of defiance. "All I ask is that you keep my secret and the truth hidden within it. My sole objective is to preserve the existence of my school, to ensure the future of education in this place."

Eddy's nod conveyed his understanding and unwavering commitment. "You have my word, Rosella," he assured her earnestly. " I reside in Bramblewood, and you are welcome to visit anytime. Your secret is safe with me."

With a tip of his hat, Eddy turned and made his way in the direction of the business called The " Zum Whol. "

[rovingpixels]

Poses are by StefaniaOnlinda and ratboysims. Thank you!

[sweetsimapples]

Moira looking stylish and practical in Finchwick. 

[fifiarx]

Meet Jessie Campbell, the next country music superstar

[finny-simmies]

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2: (ursula): wolfsbane=aconite, get it?

3: (ursula): we're gonna get all the ribbons this time!

4: (ursula): i am not dancin'! i am doing the beats boogie!

5: (bathsheba): don't worry, granny is just having a midlife crisis...

[day-of-the-plantsims]

My sim entered their cow into the Finchwick Fair; it was one of two entries. ... Their cow got THIRD place.

[softerpixels]

i have posts in my drafts, posts left to edit, and i did some gameplay today……. and YET i am hypothetically in cas rn working on another legacy founder

[simmancy]

The Nobel ABCs: Gen 2 - Ayda

and honestly... that’s basically life in Henford-on-Bagley for this household :) they farm, they go to school, Briar dances with the chickens...

[victorluvsalice]

-->Anyway, with Smiler getting their tech on and Alice off to wow the painting world (in a nice shirt and slacks, not a palm tree costume, as per the pop-up I got regarding which outfit she should choose for an important speech at some island-themed museum), Victor finally got up and started with the farm chores! Beginning with Repairioing that damn weather machine, because we are gonna need that, I’m sure.

-->Then, after checking on the chickens, it was into the greenhouse to test one of his other spells -- Floralorial! This is the one that just instantly weeds, waters, and sprays for bugs any particular plant that needs tending. I suspect that casting it on every plant in the greenhouse would take longer than just letting Victor weed and water a bit on his own, but I did have him try it on a couple of plants just for magical experience and to make his job a little easier. :)

-->Tending the rest of the plants (after selling the honey from the beehive) got him all the way up to Gardening skill 7, nice. And what better way to celebrate than FINALLY PLANTING ALL THOSE DAMN OVERSIZED CROPS? Yes, Major Accomplishment Number Two: Victor finally putting in the ground the oversized lettuce, pumpkins, eggplants, mushrooms, and watermelons from Cottage Living! And then fertilizing them all because cleaning out the chicken coop occasionally yields vitality and super-vitality fertilizers and I’d been banking them for precisely this moment. So THOSE are finally on their way -- we’ll see what size produce Victor can coax out of them!

-->And might as well follow that up by actually using his Herbalism skill for something -- namely some deodorizing cream! Because, uh, that was the only thing he had the ingredients to make. Still, it was something, and nice to see him using his new grill (which I believe is also a @the-crypt-o-club creation/recolor) to good effect!

-->And while all this was happening, Angela Pleasant stopped by for a visit! Which was good, as Smiler had been sitting down at that video-creation station for a while and was starting to feel thirsty. . . Of course they were polite and invited her in for a chat first, though. Angie’s a friend, after all, and Smiler does try to at least talk to someone for a little while before asking for a drink! (Because otherwise they’ll say no, as I have found out.)

[lovesickdeadsims]

Life away from his father wasn't easy for Marina at first, and it still isn't some times. Her grandma, on the other hand, has reborn in Henford! She visited Finchwick frequently when she was young, but never lived in town. Life is full, yet relaxing! If only there weren't as many foxes trying to steal her eggs and chickens...

[antiquatedsimmer]

After hours of fruitless searching and feeling the weight of judgment from his neighbors, Eddy found solace in The Gnome's Arms, a cherished establishment adorned with Henford's rich history. The bar exuded an air of pride, its walls and shelves adorned with a tapestry of historical flags and paintings that harkened back to the days when the people of Henford fought valiantly during the Civil War and the Revolutionary War.

As Eddy stepped into the warm embrace of the tavern, he couldn't help but be captivated by the carefully curated displays. Each artifact seemed to whisper tales of bravery and sacrifice, reminding him of the resilience ingrained within the spirit of this small community.

Eddy sat at the worn bar, his tired legs seeking respite as he savored the warmth of the whiskey in his glass. The weight of his fruitless search for Helena began to wear on him, and doubts crept into his mind. Was finding her truly worth all the trouble and effort? Returning a simple old dresser seemed insignificant in the grand scheme of things. Perhaps it was time to abandon the pursuit and head back home.

Lost in his thoughts, Eddy felt a lingering gaze upon him, piercing through the air from behind his shoulder. Startled, he turned to face the source, his weariness lacing his words with a southern drawl as he spoke, "Can I help you?"

Behind him stood a woman, her hands clasped demurely in front of her. Blonde curls were neatly tucked into a bun, with a few rebellious strands escaping and cascading over one shoulder. Perched upon her nose were a pair of small round spectacles, adding an air of intellectualism to her appearance. She wore a brown vest impeccably tailored over a crisp white shirt with long puffed sleeves, and her flowing blue skirt brushed the floor gracefully. It was evident from her attire that she held the esteemed position of a school teacher.

As she spoke, her voice carried a high-pitched sweetness that resonated with an intellectual charm, distinct from the Southern drawl that enveloped Henford. Her English accent, a delightful departure from the local dialect, lent an air of sophistication to her words.

The schoolteacher's eyes sparkled mischievously as she leaned in closer, as if sharing a secret. "Ah, dear sir, in a small and sheltered town like Finchwick, information travels swiftly. The whispers of women, carried on the wind, can reveal more than one might expect."

Her playful chuckle echoed through the air, intertwining with the distant chimes of the church bells. Eddy couldn't help but be drawn into the woman's enigmatic charm. It was as if she held the key to unlocking the mysteries that surrounded him.

Curiosity piqued, Eddy leaned in closer, his voice hushed. "If you have knowledge of Helena's whereabouts, pray tell, for I am eager to reunite with her."

[babblingstacey]

Yvette had noticed that Gwen talked less & less about Daniel and Finchwick in general - university had opened her eyes to the wide world. Gwen was the funniest person Yvette knew and she encouraged Gwen to do some stand up. Gwen loved it...and attracted a lot of attention.

[fifiarx]

Welcome to Campbell Farms Bed & Breakfast.

Ran by Hannah Campbell and her two teenage daughters.

[finny-simmies]

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