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V is for Vulcan, of course. Anyone who doesn't know that's from Star Trek has been very deprived.

7/10 I'd definitely be scared if I saw that sign along the road.

Thanks, it's great to see you again too. I haven't been up to much exciting, just lots of schoolwork and the world that surrounds the college life. Right now I'm visiting Guam for a bit, which is quite a bit of a different world from Connecticut. I hope I haven't missed too much excitement around these parts. Oh, and I thinkI will take a friend egg sandwich and a glass of sweet tea, please.

Replies: Z77: I'm glad you remember it! Don't worry, I have plenty of plans in the works to make this region bigger, better, and more realistic for the sake of developing my story. Schulmanator: It definitely is. I had started to think I'd never make it back, but miracles do happen. Archean: Thanks. For some reason, I'm kind of the opposite, I can't really get myself to build big cities, so rural regions like this one really suit me. DCMetro: don't worry, I hope to keep them coming. I'm glad you like what you've seen. Update: Though Alex knew this wasn't the real world, as he sat at the traffic signal in downtown Nehalem City, he realized that he'd overlooked some other little details that made things seem eerily familiar. He let his mind drift into rewind, looking back at his path to this current locale. For one, he'd slowly wound along riverside highway through deep forest and the occasional homestead. Farther back, he'd taken a bridge across the "Brigand River," what should be the Nehalem, where he'd noticed a scattering of weathered pilings defiantly resisting their demise to rot. These likely were the staunch remains of a salmon cannery. Businesses that used to line rivers like the Nehalem by the dozens, but had now faded to the past. So, the industries were right. Some things must never change, though, why anything would have changed was still beyond his comprehension. Going farther back, he rembered passing through the island hamlet of Brigand, which was pretty much unremarkable. "Wait a second!" he exclaimed, realizing something he'd just skipped in his recollection. Frantically grabbing the useless road map from the passenger seat, he scanned for Nehalem Bay, and noticed the little community of Wheeler, Oregon along Highway 101. Thinking back to an intersection he'd passed, he'd chosen to head for Nehalem City due to the name recognition, completely overlooking the mundane name down the opposite branch in the road. Wheeler was still there. Or at least the name was; as for its status, he would have to investigate.

The first seems kinda of Eastern Europeanish to me, though I'm just guessing. So I'll say Kaliningrad, Russia.

So, I keep telling myself that I should just give up on this as dead, but something inside me keeps me from doing that. I don't even have SimCity 4 installed right now, and I think I've lost all the cities and the entire region I was building...so it should be done. But, I have found a treasure trove of screen shots I compiled from the region, and never used, so let us see where I can go, and with a little luck, see if I can get back into this game that I love. To the story: Let's revisit the central character for a bit. This was all really starting to get to Alex Winslow. He just couldn't shake that feeling, that deep bit of insight that told him something was wrong. He had told himself more times than he could ever hope to count that maybe it was all just a dream. But, it was all just to real. Every time he dreamed, things were inconsistent, even the most believable of concoctions slipped up with a hit into left field. This one didn't, it had to actually be happening. Again, he knew it was all too real Take Nehalem City Alex knew the river he had just followed, it was definitely the Nehalem, yet it wasn't, the sign as he crossed it called it the "Brigand." Weird, right? But the city at its mouth, where Nedonna Beach, Oregon should have been, was named Nehalem City, and it was just so real. The main street The commercial strip The coal port It was like any port city on the Pacific Coast should be. It had to be real. Yet, Alex knew that it couldn't be.

Just thought I'd drop in for a second to say hi. It seems like eons since I've passed through.

10 has got to be Mark Twain.

Figured it out, Stanley Cup champions, thus #3 is Raleigh, NC, and #5 is Newark, NJ.

3) Hack Wilson EDIT: 191-RBI 10) Newark, NJ EDIT: 4) 5

Here's a little peek at a bit of the suburbs from the city of Belvedere, part of a Pacific Northwest themed region I've been working on.

Here are a few of my little communities: First, the seaside community of Napier And the sleepy little town of Sauchuk:

I have to admit, the first time I heard U2's "Vertigo," I had the odd perception that it started off "Hello, Hello, Madam please call Vertigo." Instead of the correct "I'm at a place called Vertigo."

1. "Levon" by Elton John Edit: 5.) Both the Spencer and Henry repeating rifles were early successful magazine-fed weapons, both debuting in the Civil War era.

Awesome mosaics, everyone! It's been a while since I've been around, work here at school has been hitting me hard, but here's a bit of a preview of a region I've been working on: