Reminiscing #5: Shove Off Scurvey Dog!

As January lingered, changes were happening within the clan. Rikk relieged to the queen when the crown princess left.  Her departure caused a delay in the promotion process. So as I waited for word whether I would be accepted I continued to attend the events and be as helpful as possible. I looked forward to dressing up for the 2PM SLT events and would log in early to find out the theme.It often took me hours to find an outfit I liked that was within my budget.

The infamous photo of Queen Amethyst and me in bed!!

 

I loved the new sim. Crown Island was bigger. I loved the club being located in a chapel. The Courtyard was larger with room to dance, run around, and had nice little seating areas here and there. The bloody water added to the ambiance. I felt a sense of freedom and belonging there that I hadn't before.

One of the duchesses had been booted from the clan the previous day these snapshots were taken. Part of the family was broken off.  It was stressful and agonizing. We scrambled to see which of her minions would stay and which would go. I often try to bring humor to a serious situation. Sometimes it works, sometimes not. Perhaps the pirate costume got the best of me and I couldn't resist the role play. I climbed to the top of the mast and shouted across the sim I was kidnapping the queen. It lightened the mood and the members in the courtyard yelled back at me. It broke the tension in the air.  The humor wouldn't last. Two of my dearest friends were leaving. The fighting amongst the ejected duchess and our remaining royals got ugly. We had to leave Crown Island.