Sacrosanct contains four distinct neighborhoods, each with their own specific kind of houses and residents. Explore our districts, view lists of our citizens and enjoy our block parties!
What You'll Find Here
Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale
Anacosta Heights
Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.
Dupont Circle
Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.
Hawethorn Village
Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.
River Dale
River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.
Ain't life just awful strange [Davante]
Posted on January 11, 2017 by Gia Jones
 A new world hangs outside the window Beautiful and strange It must be I've fallen awake I must be It was Leslie's idea, of course, to give yoga a try. As Buffy was with most things, she was skeptical. Yoga reminded her of the dainty women who wore pink, skin-tight pants and equally tight, busty "moisture wicking" tops. Their 'type' was everywhere in Sacrosanct, especially in her neighborhood, Dupont Circle. While on her usual morning java stop, Buffy would marvel at them from a distance while she waited for her latte. Matching neon-colored Nikes and hair ties, somewhat neglected babies in sporty strollers. They had no idea what was happening in the world beyond their platinum blonde bubble. They had no idea that she, among the dozens of other dark hunters in Sacrosanct, worked late at night so they wouldn't become vamp bait, or worse. They just had no idea. But Buffy could appreciate what her younger sister was trying to do. It had been a rough couple of years with mom's death and then Leslie skipping town on a volleyball scholarship for school. Buffy just didn't really have anything to do anymore. She was so used to taking care of everyone. It felt a little like part of her died, too, when her family left her. This was merely Leslie's attempt to get her rough-around-the-edges older sister out of her shitty apartment, and to spend some quality time with real humans. Not just the supernatural ones she liked to stake after midnight. So she'd bought a Groupon and went to a studio once. She stuck out like a sore thumb with her pasty, skinny legs and her over-sized Misfits T-shirt and ratty men's gym shorts. She couldn't touch her toes. She fell over when she had to balance on one foot. But she left the studio feeling surprisingly, rejuvenated. Buffy convinced herself it would be a waste of money if she stopped going. The Groupon was for a month of unlimited classes. But we're going on four months later now, and Buffy was still going. She also may or may not have bought herself a proper mat. And maybe even a pair or two of properly fitting yoga pants. When her morning class was over, Buffy made a bee-line out of the studio as she always did, avoiding any awkward small talk with the grandma who lived three doors down and gaggle of soccer moms. She walked briskly down the well-manicured asphalt street, admiring the charming homes with their grand front porches until she reached her usual coffee house. There she made her way to counter and ordered her usual latte. Gia: "I can do a legit headstand now. Take that soccer moms." Buffy fired out the text while she waited in line, smiling for a moment as she waited for her sister to respond. |
Replies
- If you're going to war, you'd better invest. - By Davante Dorian on January 23, 2017 at 4:39 PM
- Ain't life just awful strange - By Gia Jones on January 25, 2017 at 10:16 AM