Drabble prompt: love story
The challenge is to create a love story between your character and a current NPC... and make it believable. The NPC that I chose for my character is the risen tidesage, Thomas Zelling.
This little drabble takes place as my character, Anatalya, is doing some herbalism work, and Thomas has sought her out and confronted her about their growing relationship...
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“I was… Well, I was starting to think that you might, um…” Thomas ran a bony hand over his hair nervously. “I was starting to feel that you… might… care for me.” He looked away quickly, his breath coming faster.
“Of course I care for you,” Anatalya whispered. “You’ve become very special to me.” She put down the garden trowel she was using and looked at him fully.
“Talya… I…” Thomas sighed. “My wife… she lives, and I… I’m still…”
Drabble prompt: Character ability
This drabble prompt was to write about an ability one of our characters has, that may or may not be related to the game abilities. While I think it was implied we were to write about our own original characters, I think Zelling belongs to all of us, am I right? Besides… the point is to exercise our minds a little anyway, so… ;)
(This is another installment between Zelling and Anatalya, who are doing some paperwork together, preparing for a task they must do…)
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Thomas Zelling was humming a melody under his breath, seemingly unaware of doing so as he studied the charts. Anatalya gazed at him, completely losing her place as she listened. After several moments, he felt her eyes on him and looked up.
“What is it?” he asked her. “Do you need help with something?”
“I was just listening,” she said. “You sing beautifully.”
“Oh.” He seemed embarrassed, and he went back to the charts.
“Sing some more,” she coaxed.
“I… I probably shouldn’t,” he said, rifling through the papers. “It was something I did… before… and Miss Voss advised me not to dwell on--"
“You don’t have to lose everything that made you who you were,” Anatalya interrupted firmly. “You have a gift, Thomas.”
He sighed, looking away. Then, he took a deep breath, and as though it had been bursting to break free, song poured out of him like a river of gold:
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This drabble prompt was to write about a mundane task or “day in the life” of your character. Featuring Anatalya and, of course, Thomas Zelling.
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There were several freshwater streams that made their way down the rocky coast of Zuldazar to meet the sea, but only one was Anatalya’s favorite place to wash her clothing. It was dull work, to be sure, but necessary… and the view from this particular stream was more beautiful than the others.
She sat down the basket of clothing and opened her satchel. As she arranged a pannier of strong soap, a stiff-bristle brush, a bottle of mageroyal scented rinse solution, and a small sewing kit on a nearby flat rock, she saw Thomas Zelling walking along the shoreline in the distance.
Y'all. I did a thing.
A Sims 3 Legacy: Beaker (redux)
God I miss the Sims. I mean I really, really miss the Sims. Mostly I miss The Sims 2, but... that game will never work on my machines again; I have come to accept this.
I've tried to play Sims 4. I can't.
So here I am in Sims 3, doing one of my favorite things... a Legacy. And who better to do a Legacy with, than my old friend Ulysses Beaker!
The Beaker Legacy
I started this legacy while the kids were home during their Christmas break from school and, surprisingly, I stuck with it. I wasn’t intending to write any kind of a story to go along with it, but you know how these things go… sometimes the game ends up getting a mind of its own and the stories happen whether we intended them to or not.
That said, sometimes this story won’t make much sense; sometimes it’s silly, sometimes it’s sweet, sometimes it’s steamy, sometimes it’s a little squicky. Sometimes the characters are talking to each other, sometimes they’re talking to me, and sometimes there’s no dialogue at all. There’s a little bit of nudity in a few pictures but nothing too explicit. There’s a robot. There’s weirdness. There’s a few rather questionable relationships. There’s liberal use of ACR and the Insiminator. There's paranormal activity, blue sperm, sims rising from the grave, and Hotblond Downtownie makes an appearance.
Enjoy!
(Story is hosted on my Tumblr)
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
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Vidcund Curious might be on Twikki Island in my game currently, but he still knows there’s an important sportball event today. And somehow he also knows that in a certain high school in a faraway place called Ohio, at the homecoming halftime show, the stadium lights would be put out, and the drill team would twirl fire batons while the marching band played Hang On Sloopy.
So, enjoy Vidcund wearing an Ohio State football jersey, twirling fire to the Ohio State Marching Band playing Hang On Sloopy. ^_^
Go Bucks!
DRABBLE PROMPT: CONDOM
A/N: This is an old drabble prompt from way back on Livejournal. As a way to ease back into writing (and not to mention making videos is a pain in the butt, haha) I think I’m going to start doing some drabbles.
This particular drabble takes place between Vidcund Curious and Circe Salamis during their third or fourth year at college.
Trigger warning: discussion of abortion.
"Well," Circe began, then stopped, unsure of how to tell Vidcund what she needed to tell him.
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This particular drabble takes place between Vidcund Curious and Circe Salamis during their third or fourth year at college.
Trigger warning: discussion of abortion.
"Well," Circe began, then stopped, unsure of how to tell Vidcund what she needed to tell him.
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