This is Melamae Jewel. She once was a princess in a far off land known as Swivlia, but then there was a terrible war between her people and the people of a place called Buytropss. They were fighting because the Buytropssians claimed that the Swivlions had been stealing there livestock, crops, and children. The Swivlions had done no such thing, but the cruel Buytropssians were distrustful and captured Melamae for ransom! Melamae managed to escape, but that was about six years ago, when she was fifteen. She has been traveling alone, ever since.
Melamae wears a tunic over shorts, with sandals and simple jewelry. This is the traditional garb of a royal Swivlion. Melamae had heard of a remote little town called Twinbrook. She decided to carry on her family's tradition, The 100 baby challenge, or as her people called it, The Mother Of One-hundred Children.
Melamae arrives at her small house. She sold some of her jewelry in order to afford it, and it's still not much. She is a little nervous to go inside.
"Oh this bed is not anything like my bed at home!!!" Mela cried.
Melamae wasn't sure if she was really up to this challenge. She had everything that she could ever desire back in Swivlia, but that was all gone now. Melamae was devastated.
"Oh god! I wish that I could afford a nicer crib!" Melamae screamed in frustration.
"I need to get outta here." Mela thought as she hopped on her bike and rode to town.
Melamae had seen several hot guys already and couldn't wait to put her flirty skill to use. But first, she had to collect some fruit and vegetables so that she could start a garden. She went to the Twinbrook Community Gardens.
"Do you mind if I pick you Mister Apple?" Mela asked the plant. She's not insane, she just likes to talk to plants. She is a green thumb, so enjoys the company of plants.
"Wow! There's a lot of ripe ones!"
"These bell peppers look good!" Melamae said as she picked a couple.
"Hmmm... I'll just harvest this cabbage, then I'll head home." Mela thought to herself.
Melamae was starving after picking fruit and vegetables for so long.
When she got home, she planted the seeds.
All of Melamae's tiny little plants.
She dreamed of getting married, which would never happen, for she would be pregnant practically all her life.
Melamae also dreamed about her sweet little garden, and she decided upon awakening that she would become self employed.
Melamae went to city hall to become a self employed gardener!
Melamae is pleased that she is self-employed.
Melamae watering each plant carefully.
I've got to pull all these nasty weeds out.
Mela is grabbing a quick meal. She's too tired from a long day of gardening to make a meal.
"Mmmm.... ice cream for dinner!" Melamae ate her ice cream on the toilet.
"Wow I've been gardening a lot! I need a break." Melamae thought as she fell asleep.
Melamae had heard tell of a fine aquatic center that had a nice, big pool. It would be the perfect escape from her busy little garden. It was walking distance from her house, so she jogged over.
As Melamae hopped into the pool at the aquatic center, she realized that she should be looking for candidates for the challenge, not swimming!
Then, on her way home, Melamae met a man. A man, who could be in the challenge!
Melamae wears a tunic over shorts, with sandals and simple jewelry. This is the traditional garb of a royal Swivlion. Melamae had heard of a remote little town called Twinbrook. She decided to carry on her family's tradition, The 100 baby challenge, or as her people called it, The Mother Of One-hundred Children.
Melamae arrives at her small house. She sold some of her jewelry in order to afford it, and it's still not much. She is a little nervous to go inside.
"Oh this bed is not anything like my bed at home!!!" Mela cried.
Melamae wasn't sure if she was really up to this challenge. She had everything that she could ever desire back in Swivlia, but that was all gone now. Melamae was devastated.
"Oh god! I wish that I could afford a nicer crib!" Melamae screamed in frustration.
"I need to get outta here." Mela thought as she hopped on her bike and rode to town.
Melamae had seen several hot guys already and couldn't wait to put her flirty skill to use. But first, she had to collect some fruit and vegetables so that she could start a garden. She went to the Twinbrook Community Gardens.
"Do you mind if I pick you Mister Apple?" Mela asked the plant. She's not insane, she just likes to talk to plants. She is a green thumb, so enjoys the company of plants.
"Wow! There's a lot of ripe ones!"
"These bell peppers look good!" Melamae said as she picked a couple.
"Hmmm... I'll just harvest this cabbage, then I'll head home." Mela thought to herself.
Melamae was starving after picking fruit and vegetables for so long.
When she got home, she planted the seeds.
All of Melamae's tiny little plants.
She dreamed of getting married, which would never happen, for she would be pregnant practically all her life.
Melamae also dreamed about her sweet little garden, and she decided upon awakening that she would become self employed.
Melamae went to city hall to become a self employed gardener!
Melamae is pleased that she is self-employed.
Melamae watering each plant carefully.
I've got to pull all these nasty weeds out.
Mela is grabbing a quick meal. She's too tired from a long day of gardening to make a meal.
"Mmmm.... ice cream for dinner!" Melamae ate her ice cream on the toilet.
"Wow I've been gardening a lot! I need a break." Melamae thought as she fell asleep.
Melamae had heard tell of a fine aquatic center that had a nice, big pool. It would be the perfect escape from her busy little garden. It was walking distance from her house, so she jogged over.
As Melamae hopped into the pool at the aquatic center, she realized that she should be looking for candidates for the challenge, not swimming!
Then, on her way home, Melamae met a man. A man, who could be in the challenge!