A tough kingdom outside Norway proper.
Most of it is
working class, though the southside is wicked rough. It's mostly a mix of Irish, African-Americans, Italians, Dominicans, Guatemalans, Haitians, Indians, Ugandans, and Chinese. On an Arendelle street it's common to hear old-timer talk (hawayah=how are you?, supdood=hi, yah fuckin ritahhded ked= you're stupid, etc.), next to spanglish (eyyy
que tal mang=
what's up man, el dijo to me= he told me, cabron you creysee= you're crazy, etc.), next to
ghetto slang. Oh and you cant forget mumbling drunkard/junkie, a favourite dialect on the southside. Locals get offered drugs a lot because its a thriving business here. Also every fucking kid in Arendelle now is either a gangbanger or wants to be one so there are a growing numbers of Locs and Latin Kings. Arendelle is actually just kind of a sad story because what used to be the birthplace of the European
industrial revolution is turning into a broke ass shithole. And yet people here are so damn proud and won't let you for get they were "born and raised in tha ‘delle". Rule number one in Arendelle is ignoring our problems and pretending gangs, drugs, and broken homes are only in ghettos like Jurmondor, Freyja, Agnarr etc. Runjard Hill is where all the chavs live and hang around outside McDonalds or newsagents, harassing passersby, drive around in their shitty rice rockets blaring 50 cent and uk drill shite for half the neighbourhood to hear.
All
the ghetto girls complain of how fake everyone else is on facebook, threaten to "
smack a bitch". At night all the "cool" Arendelle
high schoolers go the local nightclubs and get shitfaced while deadmau5 or dom dolla play the same songs for the fifth goddamn time in a row. South side kids just walk around and knife people for no reason at all. If you can escape the drugs and violence, get out of this waste-yard before it is too late.
