Close Encounters - A place for all believers, abducters and abductees to come together and discuss probes, space travel and tin foil hats.
The first neighborhood deco I placed in my magical/paranormal hood was the spacecraft crash site, so naturally I had to build an alien fanatic hangout right across from it! Now my aliens and alien lovers have a place of their own. :)
I tried to recreate Mila and Sukie from my old neighborhood as androids :>
"Over-indulgent and experimentalists, androids are raving, hyperactive, pleasure-seeking and a little nuts. After years of servitude as non-sentient robots, they discovered emotion and senses after the Great Liberation and haven’t looked back since."
Cedric opened up a camping gear store, having always been a fan of the great outdoors himself. Not everyone flocking to town can afford a nice house right away, so tents, firepits and cheap bikes are in demand! :3
Zinnie Appreciation/Obsession. I don’t have any gameplay with her yet and I haven’t unwrapped my other two gifts hehe, don’t have the time tonight, I just wanted to play around with this adorable little zombie before bed. ^____^ She’s going to fit perfectly in my hood!
Okay, this is about as far as I got on that lot before I decided “Maybe I’ll save this for when I attach a Downtown hood” and scrapped it. So putting the image up for reference later. Onto starter homes and residents! WHEE.
And I’m gonna put the custom townies I’ve been making in bodyshop up for download under a “Adopt a Freak” page, though being mostly goblins and ghouls and warlocks I doubt they’ll be of much use to anyone but me haha.
A couple of townies for Ankh-Morpork. Gwyn Goblyn (blue hair) and Úrsula Fridwulfa. I wrote a small overview for all the species in my hood here and I thought I ought to make a few townies for each group.
Goblins of Morpork are snide, gossiping fashionistas - they are obsessed with their looks and possess a wicked tongue - which they use to deflect attention from their goblin stench and batlike ears. They are exceptional stylists however. The hair salon on Little Shop of Horrors Lane is run by goblins.
Billie stops to smell the…cacti? Don’t lean in too close, honey! Oh and dear, perhaps you could point that telescope somewhere other than the neighbour’s bathroom window? Oh well. I think my resident extraterrestial ambassadors are settling in nicely.