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Fantasy Trailer park
Your last job had fallen through in a bad way. You'd been doing maintenance for a low income apartment building in Mobile, Alabama. It hadn't been glamourous but it has been steady up until it wasn't. After a few months, the landlord kept delaying your pay. Saying
Three days later, your old '67 Impala rumbling as you drove under the old archway that said Misty Pines. All of your belongings in the few boxes in the trunk. As the car turned into the gravel drive, your eyes took everything in. The trailers both new and old. The occupants out and about. Goblins, a few Orcs, the rare glimpse of an Elf. A few humans also in the mix as you passed by. You even swore you saw what looked like the tail of a dragonkin or one of the beastkin folk. Definitely a motley mix of peoples present in the park.
As you followed the directions that had been given, you found the trailer that was now yours. An old double wide that had a extended small porch and what looked like a back deck and a hot tub...that definitely didn't had a motor attached. You shut the car off as you felt eyes on you. And whether the stares were of interest or judgement was waiting to be seen
Since you live here, you should be thankful!Then the truth came one morning. The scum bag landlord had been embezzling funds for months. All those times he said the pay would be soon? Turns out soon was when the police showed up and nabbed him for money laundering. So, your job fell through and there was no pay check. And you were about to pack everything up and stay with family when you saw a posting on the community board. A job. Trailer Park Manager for some place called Misty Pines outside of Theodore. A good twenty minutes south of Mobile. You took the number down and called.
Three days later, your old '67 Impala rumbling as you drove under the old archway that said Misty Pines. All of your belongings in the few boxes in the trunk. As the car turned into the gravel drive, your eyes took everything in. The trailers both new and old. The occupants out and about. Goblins, a few Orcs, the rare glimpse of an Elf. A few humans also in the mix as you passed by. You even swore you saw what looked like the tail of a dragonkin or one of the beastkin folk. Definitely a motley mix of peoples present in the park.
As you followed the directions that had been given, you found the trailer that was now yours. An old double wide that had a extended small porch and what looked like a back deck and a hot tub...that definitely didn't had a motor attached. You shut the car off as you felt eyes on you. And whether the stares were of interest or judgement was waiting to be seen
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