Genderbend Challenge

The final interim challenge I’ll be doing is the genderbend challenge. No one actually nominated me for this, but I did it anyway. Very presumptuous of me, I know. But I know I loved seeing it on other people’s blogs, so I guess my hope is that some of you will be interested in seeing what my characters look like as the opposite sex, too.

I didn’t do a pretty photoshoot like a lot of people I’ve seen, because I absolutely loathe posing sims and find it really tedious, lol. So here is the Gen 3 family, in all their unedited glory!

First up, we have Dion. 

He looks… pretty much as I would have expected, really. Sims 3 is really terrible at a lot of genetics-related things, one of which is how proportions are converted when switching from male to female, or when the sim ages. Ever had a child sim that was super cute, then when they aged up they looked like a duck? Yeah. (Cody from Gen 1 is my worst example of this – comparison here and here so you can see what I’m talking about.) As a rule I don’t like to edit sims who are born ingame, but the way my female sims look does not tend to translate well to the male face. So lately I’ve taken to editing my sims a bit to make up for it, which to me feels like cheating and I feel really guilty about it. But my poor male sims deserve a fair shot. Otherwise they just end up looking like that. ^

Next is Dion’s wife, Lucy. 

This is basically what my female sims look like if I try to edit them so that their male children won’t be ugly. Objectively, she looks okay, but I’m personally not a huge fan. Side note – that’s another thing I’m trying to work on, introducing more genetic diversity to my sims, mainly through the looks of the spouse-to-be. There’s more than one way to skin a cat, as they say, and there’s also more than one way to make a sim look pretty. We’ll see how it goes.

This is their eldest daughter, Gabrielle.

She’s kind of a weird mix of her parents, but mostly she looks like Lucy. Except somehow… worse. To be fair to poor Gabrielle, if this was someone else’s sim, I’d think she looked fine. But I’ve always known that Gabriel wasn’t as good looking as Hugo. I guess I thought he’d look better as a girl?

Next up is the middle child and eldest twin, Hopper.

Damn, what a cutie! The suit jacket doesn’t hurt either. Makes sense though, because Hope is basically the girl version of Luc. Personally, I don’t think she’s as pretty as most of the other girls I’ve had in my game, but I guess she can take comfort in the fact that her alternate-universe self is fine af.

And finally, we have the youngest, Helga.

She’s actually pretty cute, but not at all what I was expecting. I thought Hugo looked so much like Diana that Helga would basically just be a clone of Di. I guess Helga’s genetics are more mixed than I gave her credit for. I honestly wouldn’t mind having an actual sim that looked like this. I took these screenshots before I decided on the heir, and honestly Helga’s looks as opposed to Gabrielle’s was a strong element in Hugo’s favour.

So there we have it! I’m all caught up now. Stay tuned for chapter 4.2, and the continuation of Gabrielle-but-not’s story 🙂

Liebster Award

I was nominated last year for the prestigious Liebster Award by two of my favourite sims bloggers: Kate of The Loewe Legacy (once again) and fluffymao of The Mayfields.

As late as my acceptance is, thank you very much to both of you! ❤ I’ve always considered the Liebster Award the most prestigious of these blogging awards, so I’m really very honoured.

The rules are as follows:

  • Say thank you to the person who has nominated you for the award.  (see above)
  • Answer the 11 questions the person [or in this case, persons] has asked you.
  • Nominate people (comment on their blog to let them know).
  • Ask the people you have nominated 11 questions. (again, I will neither be nominating nor asking questions because I’m so late in accepting the award)

… But I will answer the questions! So here we go.

Kate’s Questions:

1. What was your most memorable dream or nightmare?

Oh, this is a good one. So when I was about 5 maybe, I had this nightmare that I was being sucked up a giant vaccum cleaner by two huge, humanoid shadows. I woke up freaking out, as you do with nightmares, and the shadow-people from my dream were there. In real life. And this wasn’t a hallucination or sleep paralysis or anything. Basically the way my room was laid out, the wardrobe was right next to my bed, and with the shade on the ceiling light as the head and – I never quite figured out what, perhaps the door? – as the body, it created a tall, human-like silhouette on my wardrobe. I could see that shadow, and sometimes another, smaller one behind it, every night when I went to bed, and they terrified me for a good five or six years until I got a new bed and rearranged the layout of the room. So that one nightmare stayed with my physically for years.

2. When you were a kid what silly thing were you deathly afraid of?

My brother used to make fun of me for this. Like, he drew mocking cartoons and everything. I don’t remember how it started, but as a child, I was terrified of what I referred to as “the Toilet Ghost”. The Toilet Ghost would be summoned by the sound every time I flushed the toilet, so every time I went to the bathroom I would flush and then sprint the hell out of there so the Ghost couldn’t get me. I only went back to wash my hands once the flushing sound had ended. Sometimes, especially at night, I was too frightened to flush at all.

3. What is your biggest fear now?

That’s a lot harder. I’m not actually sure, at this point. I think probably being alone. All my other big fears – failure, friendlessness, etc. all have their roots in the fear of being utterly alone and unloved. I think it’s the same way for a lot of people.

4. If you could instantly know how to speak another language, what language would you choose to know?

Probably French. I love French, and I learned it in high school, but I was never anywhere close to fluent, as much as I would like to be. Plus, it’s like the secondary international language or something, after English, so in that sense it’s most useful.

5. When does time pass the fastest for you and when does it pass the slowest?

As a general rule, time passes fastest when we want it to slow down and vice versa. I find that the two often go hand-in-hand when I’m under a lot of stress – say if I have a lot of deadlines in one place, I want the time to go quickly so that I can get it over with, but I also want it to pass slowly so that I have time to finish everything. So I guess it fluctuates a lot? It used to be a lot more clear-cut, but I’ve learned to cheat the system to an extent. Like if I’m looking forward to something, where the time would ordinarily pass slowly, I fill the time in between with things I enjoy so it feels like it goes by quicker. And if there’s something I’m dreading, I find something to look forward to around the same time so the two kind of balance each other out, if that makes sense.

6. What was the strangest gift you’ve ever received?

I don’t know that I’ve received many strange gifts. My mum almost gave me a bulk-box of dental floss for my 21st birthday because she got the boxes mixed up… Oh, actually I did think of one.

So in high school, I was part of a rather large group of friends, with sort of a bunch of sub-groups. So even though we were in the same group, I wasn’t that close with a lot of them. There was one time when one of the girls I didn’t know too well got back from overseas with souvenir gifts for everyone in the group. Mine was a handkerchief. Not that I wasn’t grateful for whatever she wanted to give me, since I wasn’t expecting to get anything, but it was a really weird gift since I have never used a handkerchief in my life and never mentioned anything to do with handkerchiefs to this girl.

Basically, I have a bit of a strange accent that people tend to have trouble placing (I’ve had people guess New Zealand, Britain and Canada) but essentially it’s a bit more “proper” than the typical Australian accent. So as it turns out, based on MY ACCENT, this person had concluded that I was super posh and English or something, and therefore the perfect gift would be… a handkerchief. So yeah, that was pretty strange.

7. What weird smell do you really enjoy?

Paint, maybe? Or paper. Different kinds of paper. They all tend to smell different according to how they’re made and what kind of environment they’ve been kept in. Like, say, old books have a very distinct smell compared to magazines. But all the different scents have really strong and generally positive connotations for me. That, and wet asphalt/wet soil. But I think that’s pretty common for a lot of people.

8. If you could talk to animals, which animal would you talk to and what would you ask?

So I can only talk to one? I suppose I’d ask the nearest domesticated cat what they really think of people, haha! It seems like a bit of a mystery.

9. Would you rather live in the wilderness far from civilization or live on the streets of a city as a homeless person?

Definitely the wilderness. Apart from all the daily financial and health struggles, not to mention safety issues, I would encounter being homeless, if you think about it the main disadvantage of living far from civilisation would be lack of access to things like shops and the internet. Imagine being homeless and not only not having access to those things either, but every day having the people who do shoved in your face. I think that would be way worse.

10.  If you could know the absolute and total truth to one question, what question would you ask?

“What will happen to me when I die?” Even as a Christian, I sometimes have doubts. Not so muh about what I believe exists after death, but about my own fate specifically. It would be nice to have absolute certainty about that, although I’m sure there’s a really good reason why I don’t have it already. I generally assume, if there’s something that humans can’t solve no matter what we try (for example the absolute truth about what happens after death) it’s because there’s a really good reason for us not knowing everything. I’m sure it would have a profound (and perhaps not very positive) effect on how we live. So maybe it’s best not to know at all.

11. Where do you see yourself in ten years from now?

This might sound really lame to some people, but honestly I’ve always been more interested in the marriage-and-kids idea than that of pursuing an all-consuming career. I think I personally would find more fulfillment in a family than I ever would in a job. So ten years from now, I want to be married (hopefully to my current boyfriend because I like him a little bit), and maybe with a kid or two. I might even have a job I love on the side, if I’m lucky.

Fluffymao’s Questions

1. What Lovecraftian horror would you least like to encounter in a dark alley?

I am ashamed to admit I have never read any Lovecraft. However, after further research, I’ve discovered that ‘Lovecraftian’ is a much broader term than I thought. Still, I’m not much of a horror buff. From what I can tell, I would probably have to go with IT (Pennywise) or… the Babadook really freaks me out, even though I’ve never seen the film. One of those. Did I get the definition right? (If not, blame the Villains wiki:

2. Have you ever played a tabletop RPG (D&DPathfinderDCC, etc.)?

I have! I’ve played DnD a couple of times. My boyfriend is trying really hard to get me into it again at the moment, he wants to set it up as a regular thing so he’s been encouraging me to make my character. Now that uni is over for the year, it’s finally happening. It’s a lot of fun, and it’s making him very happy which is the important part 🙂

3. Whether or not you have played a tabletop RPG, what class/race do you normally/would like to play?

My current character that I’m building for this game with my boyfriend is a Changeling (a shapeshifter, essentially, although the race isn’t set  in stone yet) Warlock, which was something I decided later on to fit with my original vision, which was not specific about class or race. Ordinarily, I tend to be attracted to humans, elves or half elves, and either stealthy rogues or dexterity-based warriors. Race-wise, though, I’ve discovered that there are a lot more than I thought, and some really interesting ones. On the shortlist for this character were also Aasimar (descendants of angels, normally charged with upholding the powers of good and righteousness ), Genasi (half human, half genie, citizens of both the material and elemental planes), Kalashtar (part human and part spirit, whose soul is bound to that of a spirit) and Tiefling (“devil children”, cursed by the sins of their ancestors).

4. Milkshake or smoothie?  Details.

It really depends what mood I’m in. I will never say no to a good vanilla or chocolate milkshake. But there’s just something about making and drinking a mango/banana/strawberry smoothie that makes me feel like I’ve got my life together. It feels all healthy and summery, whereas milkshakes are more of an indulgence, like hot chocolate. If I had to pick one and live without the other forever, though, I’d probably pick milkshakes.

5. What do you like best about your blog (layout, story, anything)?  What do you like least?

With regards to the physical blog, I really like this new theme, it makes the chapters much easier to read and the pictures appear larger. In a more abstract sense, I also love the fact that it gives me a platform to share my story and read other people’s, and the comments I receive are always a highlight 🙂 In terms of the story itself, I think the best part is the characters. I don’t know if they come across amazing, but in my head I get very attached to them and invested in their stories.

As for what I don’t like, that would be the way WordPress compresses my pictures so that they look just a little pixelated. It’s an issue I’m still working on solving, while also keeping my media space usage under control. I don’t know if any of you guys even notice it, but I do and it drives me MAD.

6. Who’s been your favorite character to write about or watch in-game?

Favourite character to write so far would probably be Luc. I love him so much as a character, and I feel like I know him better than any previous love interests because of the two years he and Di have been hanging out in my brain. My favourite character to watch, though, would have to be either Emily, because her traits make for highly entertaining gameplay, or Gabriel, just because I love to watch him paint. Every time he produces a good painting, I hang it on the wall. All the paintings in the house currently, with the exception of a couple in Hope and Hugo’s rooms, were done by Gabriel.

7. What’s something you really want to incorporate into your story, but just haven’t managed to (yet)?

For a while now, I’ve been toying with the idea of venturing into more supernatural territory. On that note, there are so many things that I’ve never tried from all my expansions that I’d love to play and put into the story. For example, different neighbourhoods I want to try out, but I can’t have the family moving all over the place with no good reason.

Another thing is I’m trying to explore different possibilities for romance in my story. A while ago, a reader pointed out that all my protagonists tend to follow the same pattern of falling in love with their best friend who they somehow didn’t realise they loved until that one moment. While there’s a good reason for the best friend thing – it’s my favourite type of love story, I think it’s the most romantic and also the best foundation for a relationship in real life – there’s really no excuse for everyone to follow the exact same pattern. I haven’t yet decided if I’m going to subvert it totally in the next generation, but I do want things to play out a bit differently. And I think I’ve set Gabriel up for a fairly interesting romantic arc, so at least there’s that to look forward to.

8. If you could ask the Internet Conglomerate anything, and have It answer, what would you ask It?  What kind of answer do you expect?

I have many questions for the Internet Conglomerate, but in the interests of not getting political I’ll try to think of one that’s less controversial. I guess one question that springs to mind is, how many of you are there? And how many just lurk around and read stuff without ever saying anything? I feel like so much of what we think applies to “most people” (i.e. what they believe, how they act, etc.) actually only applies to a vocal internet population, who I suspect are actually in the minority when it comes to all of humanity.

9. Would you buy a goat if it meant you could pet it whenever you wanted?

Are you kidding? Hell yeah I would buy a pet goat. Who wouldn’t? There’s a man on my street that used to own one, and he’d take it for walks every day. I think the goat is dead now, sadly, because I haven’t seen it around in years, but I think it would be pretty cool. I realise there are a lot of downsides to owning a goat, but I’m just going to ignore those for now and live in my petting-zoo fantasy.

10. Special licenses aside, and suspending reality for a moment, what kind of animal would you have as a pet if you could?  Sparkle dogs are not animals and will be shot on sight.

You had to know that I was going to say sparkle dog if you said that. But no, if I’m being serious, I’d probably go for something like a quokka. Something small and cuddly and friendly, because I am a person who likes cuddles a lot and I never get enough of them.

11. When was the last time you had good pizza, like NY/Chicago good pizza?

Well I’ve never been to New York or Chicago, so I don’t have any basis for comparison as to what constitutes “good pizza” by those standards. However, Domino’s in Australia does have a range of HUGE pizzas that are supposed to be like the ones you get in New York, and I had one of those like… two weeks ago, I think? Hopefully that counts. But if we’re talking actual good pizza, and Domino’s New Yorkers really are like the ones you’re describing, let me just say that there are way better pizzas out there (in my opinion), like the ones you get from actual Italian pizzerias.

And there you go! 22 more things you probably didn’t know about me. There’s one more challenge I intend to complete, which is the genderbend challenge, and then the next thing after that should be chapter 4.2! We’ll see how we go. For now, I hope you enjoyed this chapter-length insight into my personal life, and hopefully I’ll see you again soon 🙂

A Trip Down Memory Lane

Another day, another tag. This time, it’s the Memory Lane Challenge, for which I was nominated by Kate of The Loewe Legacy. Thank you, Kate ❤


Congratulations! You’ve been nominated for a totally legit award.

1. Get a gold star and stick it on your forehead like a boss.
I don’t have any gold stars handy, but I will be sure to do so the next time the opportunity presents itself.
2. Share FIVE of your favourite moments from your legacy/challenge/story so far.
See below.
3. Nominate 3-5 blogs to do the same.
Again, I won’t be nominating because I’m doing this… 3 months late, in this particular case.

I’ve listed my five moments below, in order from least to most favourite. For the record, it was super hard to narrow it down to just five. All of the top five are from Gen 3, because it has the best writing overall and took the longest so its characters are the ones I’m most attached to. However, I have included an honourable mention from each of the three generations, so I’m not ignoring the first two completely.

Honourable Mention: Gen 1

Ian and Nicole’s first kiss

“There’s… something else I need to tell you,” he said.  “Believe me, this move is hard for me too.  I’m really going to miss Aidan… and you.  Nicole, I don’t know how to tell you how much… knowing you, these past few years, I… you mean a lot to me.”  He was stumbling over his words, clearly very nervous about something.  I smiled encouragingly, hoping to put him at ease.

After a few deep breaths, he continued.  “I wanted to tell you this before I go, because I don’t know if I’ll ever get another chance.  I love you, Nicole.  I… just wanted you to know that.”  He paused, looking anywhere but at me.  Even in the darkness, I could see that his face was burning red.  “I’ll… I’ll see you around,” he said confusedly, and turned to hurry away, while I stood paralysed, still trying to wrap my head around what he had just said.

He loved me.  Ian said he loved me.  I could feel happiness bubbling up inside me, so quickly that it scared me.  I couldn’t stop repeating his words in my head.  He loved me, he loved me, he loved me.  And if he loved me, that meant-

“Wait!”  I called after him.  I couldn’t let him leave, not now.  “Ian, wait!  Please!” I stumbled through the snow after him, while he kept walking as though he hadn’t heard.  When I reached him, I grabbed his hand to stop him from moving further away.  “Ian… stop…” I panted.  He looked back at me, his expression unreadable.

“What is it?” he asked, sounding resigned.

I hesitated for a fraction of a second before pulled on the hand I was holding to bring his face down to mine, barely noticing the surprise mapped across it as I gently pressed my lips to his.

Honourable Mention: Gen 2

The beach scene from chapter 2.4
(or Pretty much any time bianca and james were goofy together)

The sea was blissfully cool.  I felt more relaxed the moment the water hit my toes, and I was more than glad that I hadn’t decided to go home earlier.  I didn’t check what the others were doing, but I guessed that they were enjoying the sensation like I was.  That is, until a wave of salty water hit me square in the face and my eyes shot open.  I gasped and spluttered furiously, looking around for the culprit.  My eyes landed on James, who was treading water a few feet away and grinning.

“James Vistden!” I yelled his name accusingly.   He just laughed, so I drew my hand back and sent a retaliatory splash of water in his direction.

An all-out splash war soon escalated between the two of us.  Eventually, Tyler got fed up with us both and swam away, announcing that she was going down the other end of the beach to look for turtles. By that point both James and I were breathless and worn out, so we stopped splashing and just trod water while we talked.

“Do you know what you want to do, now that we’re out of school?” James asked me.

“Yeah, I already registered at City Hall the other day.  I’m going to be a professional angler, and sell my fish for a living,” I told him happily.

“That’s awesome, Bee!”  ‘Bee’ was my new nickname, courtesy of James and Tyler.  I’d never had a nickname from anyone before, but I have to admit I kind of liked it – it was cute.

“What about you?” I asked him.

“Well, I got a part-time job as an assistant chef at the bistro a few months back, trying to earn some extra money as a student, you know.”  I nodded, and he went on, “I actually really enjoyed it, and I’m hoping they’ll keep me on so I can maybe make a career out of it.”

So James wanted to be a chef!  “I didn’t even know you could cook,” I said in surprise.

“Oh yeah, I’m pretty excellent,” he said with a playful grin.

“And modest, too,” I added, and we both laughed.

Honourable Mention Gen 3

emily’s return

“What are you doing here?” I asked her, trying to keep the accusatory tone out of my voice. “I thought you were supposed to be on trial.”

“I haven’t been convincted of anything yet,” she grinned. “For now, I’m still on bail. And the trial is over for today. I was actually going to come visit you at home, but then I noticed you here.”

I suppressed a shudder, thinking of the dramatic mess that would have ensued if she’d carried out her original plan. “So, what do you want from me?”

“Do I have to want something? What if I just wanted to see my sister?”

I rolled my eyes. “Don’t play innocent, Emily. You always have an ulterior motive. Cut to the chase already, I’m getting cold.”

“Fine, fine,” she said, holding her arms up defensively. “I’ll cut to the chase. Rumour has it you’re about to become pretty influencial in this town, sis.”

“No,” I said immediately. I could already see where she was going with this.

She grinned. “No need to be mod-”

“I meant, no Emily, I won’t use my political connections to bail you out of trouble.”

She scowled. “Why the hell not? I’m your sister, aren’t I?”

“So you say. But that doesn’t mean you get to walk all over me. I covered for you when we were kids, but I won’t have any part of your criminal activities. You should know that. I wouldn’t do it then, and I won’t now.”

“Don’t act like you’re better than me, Diana. Don’t you dare. You always got off on being Little Miss Perfect, but I know the truth about you. We both know you’re not who you pretend to be.”

Favourite Moment #5

Luc and Di’s wedding

When I turned to look forward again, I found my whole world right there before my eyes, looking more wonderful than ever.  He smiled – were those tears in his eyes? – and took my hand in his.

There was no third party present to conduct the legal part of the ceremony.  I didn’t want to be married by a stranger and we didn’t know anyone personally who was authorised to perform a wedding, so we had taken care of that part of it the day before at the courthouse in town.  Today’s ceremony was all about celebrating with our family and friends, and (most importantly) with each other.  Vows, therefore, were to take place today.

“Luc…” I took a deep breath, and clutched the ring more firmly in my trembling fingers.  Oh God, please don’t let me forget my own vows.  “I… I don’t think it’s an exaggeration to say that, from the first time we danced together, you changed my life… for the better.”  I tried to look him in the eyes as I spoke, but found it almost impossible to do so without crying.  “There has never been, and never will be, anyone for me but you.  My heart, my body and my mind are yours forever.”  Drawing a ragged breath, I slipped the ring onto his third finger with shaking hands.  ” ‘I give this ring, in pledge of my love and devotion.  With this ring I thee wed.’ ”

As I finished speaking, I looked up into his beautiful green eyes, shining with unshed tears.  He smiled at me, and my heart melted.

“Diana,” he began, almost in a whisper.  His voice was quite steady, but the hand that gripped mine was shaking slightly.  “The first time I saw you was the first time I really fell head-over-heels for anyone.”  He paused and chuckled.  “I know that sounds ridiculous, but it’s the truth.  For as long as I’ve known you, you have been the most important person in my life.  I’m so grateful that I’m the person you chose to spend the rest of yours with.  I promise to love and treasure you forever, no matter what we come up against, and the harder it gets, the tighter I’ll hold on.  I give this ring in pledge of my love and devotion to you, my beautiful genius.  With this ring I thee wed.”  The cold metal felt foreign on my finger, but at the same time, it felt right.  “I now declare us husband and wife,” he announced.  Everyone laughed.  “May I kiss the bride?”

Laughing, I nodded.  The last rays of the setting sun danced off the water behind us as Luc threw his arms around me and pressed his lips hungrily against mine.

Favourite Moment #4

the big fight

“Luc, please, say something!”  I begged, tears welling up in my eyes.

“I can’t… believe it.”  His voice was less than a whisper.

I raised my eyes to his.  “What?”

“I can’t believe it,” he repeated, more firmly, and I winced at the pain in his voice.

I grimaced, still trying to keep the tears at bay.  “Well, that’s what I’ve been thinking for the past ten minutes.”

He scowled at me.  “This is totally different.”

“Oh?”  I challenged him.  I was still feeling miserably guilty, but I wasn’t going to let him think that everything he had just told me about his past wasn’t going to affect me because of that.  “How so?”

He gritted his teeth in frustration and shut his eyes, refusing to look at me.  “That was years ago-”

“-That doesn’t make a difference!”  I interrupted.  The tears were flowing in earnest now.

“Look, I was young-”

“-I was drunk!-”

“-You still cheated on me–”

“-You still vandalised a school–”

“-You kissed another guy-”


“YOU BROKE MY-” he stopped himself abruptly and just glared at me, red-faced and breathing deeply, as though he had suddenly realised what he was about to confess.

We both knew what he meant.  The unsaid word hung in the air between us, an impenetrable barrier where seconds earlier there had been nothing but hot air.  I stood, frozen, staring at his face, tears streaming down my cheeks while he still refused to look me in the eye.  And I, terrified of what I might see there, didn’t want him to.

Favourite Moment #3

Pat comforts Di after her fight with Luc

Pat reached out to comfort me, but instinctively I cowered away from him, afraid to let him touch me.  “No…” was all I could whisper.  “Please…”

“Di, please.  Tell me what’s wrong.”  He looked as though he was about to cry himself, but made no move to touch me again.  I buried my face in my hands and shook my head.  I couldn’t speak – it felt as though I was being crushed by the pain.

“Is this about Luc?” he asked, gently.  Surprised, I lifted my head to look at him, and nodded.  I bit my lip to stop it trembling, still struggling to form a coherent sentence.

Pat scowled at my admission and started to stand.  “That’s it,” he said furiously.  “I’m going to kill him for this.  I told him… I wouldn’t… but if he’s hurt you-”

I grabbed his arm to stop him, frantically shaking my head.  “No,” I croaked.  “Please, Pat… it wasn’t his fault.”

Clearly fighting to stay calm, he sank to his knees again.  “Then what is it?  What’s happened, Di?  Tell me.  You know I’m here for you.”

Choking back my tears, I explained to him, as best I could, what I had done.  With Jake, and with Luc, and all about our argument that night.  I tried to leave out as much as possible of what Luc had told me of his past – that wasn’t mine to share.  When I got to the part about walking out the door, my voice hitched, and another sob caught in my throat.  What had I done?

Pat, who had listened calmly throughout, stretched out a hesitant hand to gently brush against the side of my face.

“It’s going to be okay,” he told me, wiping the stream of tears from my cheek with his thumb.  “Okay?  I promise.  I don’t know Luc all that well, but I know you, and if- if you love him…” his voice faltered and a new sorrow filled his eyes, but he pressed on bravely, “… if you love him, he’s got to be a pretty great guy.  There’s no way he’s going to abandon you just like that.  Not after all that’s happened.”

“But…” I wasn’t convinced.  “Pat, everyone has their limits.  I cheated on him.  I kissed another guy.”

“You were drunk.”

I shook my head.  “That doesn’t change what I did.  Why would… why would he want me after… after that?”  I barely finished the question as the pain of what I had done rose up again inside me.  I threw my arms around Pat’s neck and pressed my face into his shoulder, drenching his shirt with my tears as I cried.  I felt his muscles stiffen under my fingers, but refused to let go.  This was all I had.  Without him here, I wouldn’t be able to bear it, I knew it.  He was all I had to cling to as my world fell to pieces around me.

Favourite Moment #2

Luc defends Di against Oliver danes

“Do you think you’re irresistible or something?” I hissed, turning my head to the side so that his presumptuous lips landed on my neck instead.  “Get the hell off me, asshole!”  With a yell, I launched forward off the lockers and brought my knee up as hard as I could into his stomach.

He let go immediately, staggering backwards with a surprised “Ooft!”  I advanced, ready to take full advantage of his weakened position to land a few well-deserved punches.  As I raised my fist, however, I felt a gentle but strong grip close around it.  Whoever it was pulled me backwards, catching me against his own body, one hand wrapped securely around my waist while the other released my wrist to rest soothingly on my right shoulder. For the second time in a span of several minutes, I found myself trapped in someone else’s arms against my will.

I struggled, still seeing red, fighting with all my strength to get back to Oliver Danes and give him a long overdue beating up.  “Let… me… go!” I panted furiously.  He’s getting away!  I scratched at his arms and stamped as hard as I could on the toes of my assailant, but though he grunted in pain, his grip held firm.

“Di!  Calm the hell down, it’s me!”  a pained voice said in my ear.

“… Luc?”  What was he doing here?  He never came to school.

“Yeah, so stop trying to beat me up, okay?”

I let myself relax, watching in defeat as Oliver Danes got to his feet and brushed the dust off his jeans.  There goes my chance of a lifetime, I thought glumly.

Oliver Danes stood up, glancing between me and Luc with a scowl on his face.  “Who the fuck are you?” he addressed Luc.  I felt his body briefly tense up behind me, but when he spoke, his tone was quite calm.

“You should be thanking me,” Luc said.  Even though I couldn’t see his face, I could hear the amusement in his voice.  “I just saved you from the retribution you undeniably deserve, at the hands of someone perfectly equipped to deliver it.”

I glanced up at him in surprise.  If he thought it was so well-deserved, why did he stop me?

Oliver’s eyes wandered over Luc’s hands, still spread protectively over my shoulders and abdomen.  “Is she your girlfriend or something?”

I half expected Luc to lie and say yes, but he didn’t.  Neither did he deny it.  “That’s none of your business,” he replied coolly.  “But you had better leave her the fuck alone… or you’ll regret it.  A lot.”

His green eyes bore threateningly into Oliver’s light blue ones, and for a moment the other boy looked ready to punch him.  Several tense seconds passed before Oliver spoke again.

“Whatever,” he spat.  “She’s not even worth it.”

With that, he pushed past us, turned the corner and disappeared.

Favourite Moment #1

Luc and Di’s first kiss

The sun had just begun to set when he took my hand in his.  The warmth in the gesture calmed me, even as I struggled to contain my own feelings of loneliness which threatened to spill over and overwhelm all the good that had come with being accepted into the course of my dreams.  I had been trying not to think about it too much, but I was going to miss him too… how much, I don’t think I had quite realised until that moment.

“It’s not that I’m not happy for you,” he went on hurriedly.  “I’m so happy for you!  I just…” He took a deep breath.  “There’s something I have to tell you before you go.  I wasn’t going to say anything, but I can’t let you go without telling you, and then not see you for months and months and…”

I had never seen him look so uneasy.  He groaned in frustration, turned away, ran his fingers through his hair the way he always did when he was stressed or confused.  Then he turned to face me, and something in his eyes made my heart stand still.  Without another word, he stepped forward…

Cupped my face in his strong hands…

And kissed me.




Luc kissed me.

For what felt like forever I just stood there, trying to make sense of things as a thousand feelings and thoughts and sensations bombarded my mind.  I had to stop this… had to tell him that we were just friends, that we couldn’t be anything more.  I had decided, I had promised myself.  Regardless of how I felt, or he felt, or… just friends.  I was too terrified of losing him for anything else.  But even knowing that, I…

… I…

… never wanted this to end.

So there you have it! My favourite moments from the story so far. I tried to vary them a little, so that they weren’t all romantic, even though I’m a sucker for romance and so those tend to be my favourite scenes. I hope you enjoyed reliving these as much as I did 🙂

Sunshine Blogger Award 2018

Here we are, only seven months late. I’m accepting this award. Thank you very much to Kate at The Loewe Legacy for the nomination.

According to her post:

The Sunshine Blogger Award is given to those who are creative, positive and inspiring while spreading sunshine to the blogging community.

That is adorable and I’m very grateful to be thought of as meeting those criteria 🙂 ❤

Here are the rules:

  • In a blog post, thank the person who nominated you and link back to their blog.
  • Answer the 11 questions sent by the person who nominated you.
  • Nominate 11 new blogs to receive the award and write them 11 new questions.  (I won’t be nominating anyone or asking them questions because of how late I am in accepting the award.)
  • List the rules and display the Sunshine Blogger Award logo in your post and/or your blog.

And now to answer Kate’s questions!

If you could set one season for the whole year like in TS3, which one would it be?

Spring is my favourite season. The weather is just starting to feel summery, but without the oppressive, mind-bending heat that characterises Australian summers. Also there’s just something in the air that reminds me of summer holidays, so it makes me feel cheerful and carefree. And another thing, most plants are in bloom, so there are flowers everywhere and everything is pretty and sweet-smelling 🙂

Where would you love to spend your summer vacation this year?

My current plan is to spend it at home, working on this blog and various personal projects and hanging out with friends/boyfriend. I have a crazy long break from uni (5-ish months) so I’ll have a lot of time on my hands. I guess if I could spend it anywhere, I might like to go down to Melbourne to visit some friends. I have a lot of online friends in that area (that I’ve met up with previously) who I would love to visit more often if I had the money to do so.

What weather is it in the part of the world you live in?

It is currently Spring. Yay! 😀 Most days are still pretty cold, but we’ve had a couple of really gorgeous, 25-ish degrees days so far this month. (That’s mid- to late-70s Farenheit for all my US readers 🙂 )

Empty your handbag/backpack. What are the items you see?

Emptied my handbag. Inside we have:

– Two snack bars
– Headphones
– Old concert tickets
– Lip cream
– My loyalty card wallet
– My actual wallet
– Hairbrush
– Deodorant
– A champagne cork (?)
– Camera
– USB case
– Sunglasses
– “Girl products”
– A few pieces of rubbish
– My insulin medication (I’m not diabetic, I actually have the opposite problem – too much insulin)

Do you have some kind of fashion obsession (shoes, handbags, belts, hats, vintage items, jeans, designer clothes, dresses etc.) or none at all?

In spite of Spring/Summer being my favourite time of year, I am a big fan of scarves and beanies. Problem is, it’s rarely cold enough to wear them in Sydney :/ And it’s getting rarer every year, what with global warming and all. However, my one clothing item that I really love is probably dresses – specifically what I suppose you might call vintage style (A-line, mid-length skirts). I wish I owned more of them.

How much money are you willing to spend on a fashion item you REALLY like?

Depends on the quality. For a really nice dress or something, maybe a couple of hundred dollars? I’d be willing to pay more or less depending on what store it was from. Not because I care about the brand, but because some stores have a reputation for quality that others don’t, and their clothes tend to be proportionally more expensive.

What movie can you watch over and over without ever getting tired of?

I don’t really have a single movie that I’ve watched hundreds of times, so I don’t know if there’s one I can watch that much without getting tired of. The movie that springs to mind, however, is The Prince of Egypt. I’ve seen it many times, both throughout my childhood and more recently as an adult, and I still love it. The soundtrack by Hans Zimmer is incredible, and it’s just really well-crafted in terms of story and characters. Plus, the childhood nostalgia factor probably helps.

If magic was real, what spell would you want to learn first?

Are we talking Harry Potter magic? Since you mention specific spells, I’m going to assume so. In that case, I would probably want to learn something like Reparo, because it would just be so damn useful in everyday life even if I didn’t do magic stuff ordinarily.

Do you print your photos or do you just keep them in the folders of your PC?

I don’t take many photos in general, and those I do rarely make it to my PC and just sit on my phone. I would probably only print photos if it were for a project of some sort, or if I wanted to frame them or give them to someone as a gift.

Have you researched your family tree? If yes, how deep in the past did you get?

I personally haven’t, but I believe my grandfather has. Only with his (and his wife’s) side of the family, obviously. I think he traced it back a good four or five generations at least, before my ancestors came to Australia from… I think the UK. I would be interested to research that sort of thing myself, but not enough to pay someone for it, and I wouldn’t know where to start or how far I could get for free.

Do you read the Loewe Legacy? The story is currently on hiatus, should it be continued…?

I do, although I’m woefully behind. It’s one of the stories I haven’t yet caught up on after my year out of action. Given that I’m not up to date and don’t know the circumstances surrounding the hiatus, I can’t really give my opinion on whether it should continue. I can only say that I’ve enjoyed what I’ve read so far and I think it would be a shame to end such a creative and in-depth story before its time.

So there you go! As I mentioned above, I won’t be tagging anyone or asking questions because I’m so late to the party at this point, but I answered Kate’s questions because there might be someone reading my blog that’s interested in knowing all these random facts about me. Stay tuned for another selection of random facts in my Liebster post, as well as the Memory Lane challenge coming soon!

Moodboard Tag

I was tagged for this challenge by Lila Remonn, whose moodboards are just… so extra it’s amazing. Inspired by the lengths to which she took the challenge, and because I had nothing better to do with my time, I created moodboards for the founder and both heirs, as well as the rest of Diana’s immediate family. I won’t be tagging anyone because the original tag was seven(!) months ago so I’m a bit late to the party. With that said, I hope you enjoy!








Generation Three: Outtakes

At the end of every generation, I publish pictures and scenes that didn’t make it into the final chapters. While compiling the images for this post, I found that as time went on I was taking my pictures increasingly with particular story scenes in mind, meaning that I was getting less and less outtakes by the end. Which is good, because it means a tighter plot and better story if I have all that in my head while I’m doing screenshots, but it also means less ingame fun is captured for later enjoyment. In future, I’ll try to remember to take more pictures of my sims just going about their lives, but for now please enjoy the outtakes for Generation 3, such as they are.

(Chapter numbers are included as a guide to indicate approximately where in the story timeline these events took place.)

Chapter 3.1

At the start, I used to get James to make fancy meals for the family every night, and they’d all sit down and eat dinner together 🙂 That practice dwindled somewhat since his death, since no one in this gen was especially gifted in the kitchen. But it was nice while it lasted.

Diana had an… interesting sense of style when she first aged up, complete with those infamous pigtails that every single sim seems to have when they age up. This was before Pat turned human, but he was there in doll form cheering her on.

This photo of Bianca kissing Flynn goodnight is just :3 adorable. I can’t believe I didn’t find a way to work it into the actual chapter.

As a child, Emily enjoyed stomping around the house and making faces at everything. Because, you know, she’s evil I guess. And that’s what evil people do.

I don’t know if this is Di or Emily, they look so darn similar. I hope it’s Di. It would seem to indicate that, at some point, she was just a happy-go-lucky kid playing make-believe.

Di actually spent a lot of time at the Best’s house as a teen, hanging out with Mandy. I’m not sure why I didn’t include it in the story, cause it’s actually a really nice house.

Diana and Pat dancing together ❤ I apparently did a disservice to Pat by making it look like the first time she let loose in her life was with Luc.

Flynn, the dramatic thing, telling *scary* stories.

Family breakfast of French toast in the winter, made by James. (Note to self – include more cute family bonding moments like this in the next generation.)

Di was often late to meals. Perhaps she stayed up too late studying? Wouldn’t be the first time.

Di being a good big sister :3 In a… riding outfit? For some inexplicable reason.

James cooking dim sims… in the… oven. As you do.

(Sims are weird. Potato vines, anyone?)

“Mum, I think I’m having a growth spurt” – Emily, probably.

I have no recollection of what happened here. James probably electrocuted himself fixing a dishwasher or something.

I included Emily’s shower prank in the story, but not its outcome.

This was its outcome.

Chapter 3.2

Emily’s party in Chapter 3.2 was attended by every teenager in town, including Mandy, and Di’s cousin Ethan (Cody’s son), who you may remember dated in high school and later got married. The party was where they met. While all the dancing was going on downstairs, they were upstairs (autonomously) making out.

I originally had Luc and Di’s coversation at the party take place in a different spot in the room. Di was sitting at the bar reading, and Luc came and sat beside her. I honestly don’t remember why I changed this – my best guess is that I felt it was unrealistic, most likely because the orientation of the bar was such that they wouldn’t be able to sit there and watch the dancers at the same time. It might also have been simply that I had more and better pictures of them talking on the couch.

Chapter 3.3

The pool scene at Diana’s house originally took place at Mandy Best’s house, and included a salad dinner with Mandy’s family.

I believe the main reason I cut it out and reshot the scene was so that it would make sense for Mandy to leave towards the end of the evening, leaving Di and Luc alone in the hot tub. If it were her house that they were at, leaving them to their own devices would have just made her a bad host.

Diana, ever the dutiful daughter, doing laundry for her family.

Chapter 3.4

I think there was a photo booth at Emily’s party? Anyway, here are some adorable photos that Di and Luc took in a photo booth somewhere.

LOL and here’s Emily and Luc having a catfight. I think they’re both rebellious, and Luc is hot-headed and Emily is evil so… makes sense, I guess?

Di is sick of their crap.

I hosted a big Thanksgiving party for the extended family at one point. Literally everyone brought pie. I guess it wasn’t in the story because I didn’t think it was that relevant to anything else that was going on.

For the scene with Oliver Danes, I added him to the household so I could control him better. Which meant he was staying with the family for a day or two, and in that time he found time to befriend and have a water balloon fight with a naked gentleman on the street. As you do.

Chapter 3.5

The prom limo was held up for a while due to heavy traffic on the roads.

Behind-the-scenes with the extras for the prom chapter:

Sim Diana was less than impressed with… I’m not sure what. Mandy? Her outfit? Probably Mandy’s suggestive comments about her and Luc.

But who turned out to be right, huh Di?

Luc brought Di flowers when he came to pick her up for prom :3

Di was very excited.

Pat rocked the karaoke machine at prom, and Ethan arrived… naked. Poor Mandy.

This was a random sim I found wandering around town, I think. I took him into CAS to check if it was a bug, but no, somehow that’s just his face. Poor guy :/

Sim Diana was so not here for Mandy’s interrogation during the study session. I really should have included some of this gold in the chapters.

Chapter 3.6

When Diana aged up to a young adult, I put her in CAS and gave her Bianca’s young adult hairstyle to see how much she looked like her mother. And boy, does she look like her mother.

Hahahahaha… So this was what it looked like in-game when Di was sharing the exciting news of her departure to university with Luc.

They were both pretty psyched.

Beautiful, Di. You’re lucky he’s already in love with you.

A few outtakes from the kiss scene, because I took a lot of pictures and most didn’t make it into the chapter.

Di and Luc’s high school graduation, which didn’t make it into the story at all.

Chapter 3.7

Diana brought the photo booth picture of Luc and her to uni. It still makes me sad to think of all the personal things like this that I’ve lost with all the new games and moving houses.

She also received a surprise visitor in the night. No abduction, thankfully, just an alien that wandered around the front porch for a few hours before leaving.

Di actually went to a couple of parties while at uni, usually in her swimwear. And lit bonfires. In her swimwear. In the rain.

Chapter 3.8

Sim Di in general was wilder than character Di. During the party, Jake actually helped her do a kegstand, which didn’t make it into the story because I decided it was too out of character for her.

Chapter 3.9

I experimented with a few “fight” poses for this chapter, but didn’t use them in the chapter because they looked kinda… abusive? I don’t think Luc would ever grab Di like that, even if he was angry with her.

Chapter 3.10

The date was so much fun to play and pose. Luc kissed Di on the bridge and they went ice skating together, but neither of those things were in the story, unfortunately. Once again, I don’t know why I keep cutting out great stuff like this.

The lovemaking scene was another for which I took a lot of pictures, most of which didn’t make it into the chapter. So, forgive me for wanting to share them now.

Chapter 3.11

Another one I can’t believe I didn’t include in the chapter. She misses him! So meaningful. So sad. 😦

Chapter 3.12

The maid, overstepping his bounds somewhat. (This actually happened to me one time, except instead of making the bed I was in, he didn’t even realise I was there and chucked everything that was on the floor on top of me so he could vacuum.)

Chapter 3.13

James finally reached the top of his career and retired! Diana wasn’t around, but Bianca and Luc were there to celebrate with him.

The twins and Gabriel all had their birthdays on the same day.

We didn’t get to see a lot of the twins as toddlers, so here they are just after they aged up. You may notice that I dyed Hope’s hair a more natural colour, instead of the weird grey highlights she has here.


A few highlights from Diana’s second semester at university.

Both Hugo and Hope had imaginary friend dolls, but I didn’t want another Patterns storyline, so I didn’t let them build their relationships high enough to age up together.

Poor Gabriel passed out a lot as a kid. I’m a horrible parent, really.

Luc raked a huge pile of leaves in the Autumn, and Di had a good play with it before he burned it. Again, I wish I’d included more of these family bonding moments in Diana’s generation.

It’s the claaaaaawww!

Chapter 3.16

Hugo and Hope grew up very attractive, and clearly twins. The resemblance is striking.

I don’t know how Diana found the time to ride a mechanical bull, but somehow she did.

It did not go very well.

Chapter 3.17

Fun fact: Celia’s house was actually a house I built for the family just before I stopped playing. When I got back after switching computers, half my CC had disappeared, so I decided to just start building all over again. I included it in the story as Celia’s house because I already had too many story-relevant images set there, but they weren’t there long enough to realistically pass it off as their own house.

Diana and Luc had a hot tub in their bathroom, which hasn’t been a thing in any house before or since.

I had originally intended for a lot more of Diana and Celia’s conversations to happen in the office, but after Diana stopped working for Amelia it didn’t really make sense for them to keep hanging out there.

Hope was not impressed by her mother’s campaign party guests.

Another couple of great features of “Celia’s” house: a drafting table in Gabriel’s room, and a basketball court in the backyard for Hugo.

As an elder, Bianca enjoyed going to the park to fish in peace. She even ran into a deer once or twice.

James’ death wasn’t an event in the chapter for two reasons: one, I’m trying to steer the story into more realistic waters, and sim deaths are far from; and two, it happened during the full moon so the lighting was all weird (stupid Supernatural – I have since disabled this feature).

Post- Chapter 3.20

(Chapters 3.18-3.20 were so heavily scripted that there were no outtakes to be had. Sorry 😦 )

Bianca died right after returning home from the inauguration. At least she lived to see her daughter become mayor?

The gravestone spawned on one side of the hedge, and the Grim Reaper spawned on the other, so we all had to wait while he walked around the hedge so that he could do his thing and summon Bianca to the underworld.

Hope was abducted by aliens while I was shooting the heirs’ introductory chapters. I missed the abduction, unfortunately, but I did manage to get a picture of the culprit!

And that’s the end of the outtakes for Generation 3! There were more than I was expecting, but I forgot so much of what happened in my game early on. The start of this generation was over two years ago. Anyway, hope you all enjoyed. Stay tuned for the results of the heir vote, which should be up in a couple of days!

Generation Three: Family Overview

As usual, here we have a collection of the recently completed generation’s family members, including Lifetime Wishes and traits, for those who are interested in learning about the sims behind the characters.

The kids’ Lifetime Wishes are listed, even though none of them actually have one in-game at this point, because they’ve already been decided for story purposes. However, their fifth traits haven’t been set in stone yet, so they aren’t included here.

A new addition for this generation – bios! Especially Luc’s, which we haven’t seen before. It doesn’t really tell you anything you don’t already know, but I think it’s fun to have nonetheless.

Diana Hunter

Loves the Heat
Irresistible (bonus trait from completing Communications degree)

Lifetime Wish:
Leader of the Free World (Reach Level 10 in the Political Career Track)

Diana was born gifted, with a solid work ethic to match. This, coupled with her passionate societal views of the city she grew up in, have led her to the very threshold of a career in politics. But, in the real world, things rarely go to plan. One major male distraction and a few professional setbacks later, will Diana be able to fight her way to the top, or will the harsh brutality of the political world turn out to be much more than she bargained for?

Luc Hunter (né Garryn)

Great Kisser

Lifetime Wish:
Perfect Mind, Perfect Body (Reach Level 10 in the Logic and Athletic Skills)

Luc left his childhood home in Bridgeport and moved to Starlight Shores to start a new life for himself at fifteen years old. There, he meets Diana, straight-laced and whip-smart, and suddenly, Luc finds himself falling for a girl from a totally different walk of life, who calls into question everything he thought he knew about himself and the world. But will he have the courage to open himself to her completely, or will their tempers and their differences eventually tear them apart?

Gabriel Hunter


Lifetime Wish:
Descendant of Da Vinci (Reach Level 10 in the Painting, Sculpting and Inventing Skills)


The only thing Gabriel has ever really cared about is his art – he never wanted nor appreciated the popularity and female attention that was forced upon him as a young man. As an adult, he enters the field of Interior Design in hopes of sharing his work with the world, but soon discovers that passion alone will only get him so far. Will Gabriel have what it takes to succeed as both an artist and a designer… and can any woman of mere flesh and blood ever take the place of the muse in his heart?

Hugo Hunter

Loves the Outdoors

Lifetime Wish:
Seaside Saviour (Rescue 50 Sims as a Lifeguard)


Hugo has been working towards the same dream his entire life: becoming a star football player for the Starlight Gnomes. But people change, and dreams change, and when Hugo becomes the hero in a near-fatal accident, his life and his priorities are thrown into harsh perspective. As his life takes its first turn into uncharted waters, Hugo might just find everything he ever wanted… in a place where he never expected it to be.

Hope Hunter

Easily Impressed
Loves the Cold

Lifetime Wish:
The Jockey (Reach Level 10 in the Riding Skill and Earn $40 000 Using Horses)


Hope has never been brilliant or goal-oriented like her brothers. All she has ever wanted is to surround herself with the animals she adores. So when she discovers the world of competitive equestrianism, she also discovers a chance to turn her passion into ambition. But this world is harsher than it first appears, and Hope, who has always been a little too trusting for her own good, may one day be forced to choose between the only goal she’s ever had and the animals she’d give her life for.


Generation 3 – The Story So Far

Our current heir and POV character is Diana Hunter, daughter of Bianca and James and granddaughter of the legacy founder, Nicole.

Diana grew up in Starlight Shores as the eldest of three siblings. Her sister, Emily, was the troublemaker and party girl of the family. Last we saw Emily, she was on the brink of abandoning life as she knew it to pursue a career in crime.

She made a brief appearance at Diana’s wedding, but otherwise neither we nor Diana has any idea what she’s been up to since her teenage years.

Diana’s brother, Flynn, was prone to slacking off, and struggled in school as a child. As a teen, their parents sent him away to military school in the hopes that he would learn responsibility and discipline.

Soon after returning home, he moved out to start a new family with his wife, August (far left, below).

As a child, Diana was an overachiever, who focused all her energy on her schoolwork and pursuing her dream of a career in politics.

As a teenager, she met Luc, who challenged everything she thought she knew about herself and the world and forced her to adopt a more balanced outlook.

Although she was initially suspicious of his advances, the two eventually became good friends and went to prom together.

This was much to the dismay of Diana’s childhood imaginary friend (who Diana turned into a human using a mysterious potion), Pat, who had always had feelings for her.

After the prom, Diana’s best friend Mandy tried to encourage Diana to confront her developing feelings for Luc. Diana refused, too afraid of jeopardising her friendship with Luc to take a chance on any romantic feelings she might have for him.

After graduating high school, Diana planned to go to University to study a Political Science degree. The day before her departure, Luc confessed his love for her, and they began a long-distance relationship.

While she was at university, Luc encouraged Diana to enjoy a balanced lifestyle by focusing on social activities as well as her studies. Taking his advice to heart, Diana attended a friend’s party, where she managed to get blackout drunk and made out with a strange guy, thinking it was Luc.

After her return home, Di confessed to Luc what she had done. They got into a huge fight, and Di left his house in tears, thinking their relationship was over.

Diana sought comfort from Pat, who reassured her that all was not lost and encouraged her to go back to Luc and talk it out.

She returned to Luc’s house, where both of them apologised and forgave each other. They decided to go on a make-up date at the park that evening.

After the date, they went back to Luc’s house, where things got a little hot and heavy.

In the following days, Diana started to feel consistently nauseous. During an afternoon hanging out with her old friend Mandy, the latter suggested that Diana might be pregnant, which she fearfully denied. Pregnancy was not in her plan right now – she still had a degree to complete and a career to get started before even thinking about starting a family.

Mandy’s hunch turned out to be correct, and Diana had difficulty accepting the disruption to her life plans. She blamed Luc for the situation, and out of a combination of anger, shame and embarrassment cut him off entirely and refused to speak to him for months while her pregnancy progressed.

Eventually Luc came to her house himself and forced her to talk to him. In his shock, he made the mistake of asking whether or not the child was his, and Diana, insulted and furious, drove him out of the house.

Weeks later, he returned to apologise and they made up, with Luc promising to stay and take care of her and their child.

Eventually their first child, Gabriel Hunter, was born. Although she had struggled to accept at first that her life was taking a very different course from what she had planned, Diana loved her son dearly and cared for him as best she could, with the support of Luc and her family.

After Gabriel’s birth, Diana started her first job in politics as a polling officer for local elections. While she worked, Luc stayed at home to care for their son.

However, just when she was starting to feel like her career was back on track, Diana discovered that she was pregnant again.

The second pregnancy took less of an emotional toll on Diana than the first, because Luc was there to support her the whole time. During her pregnancy, Luc proposed marriage, and she accepted.

Their engagement was a long one, since Diana didn’t want to get married while she was still pregnant. A year or two after giving birth to twins Hugo and Hope, Luc and Diana were married in a big wedding surrounded by their friends and family.

After the wedding, Diana decided to return to university to finish her degree. She finally managed to graduate successfully with a degree in Political Science.

Having earned her degree also earned Diana additional respect and prestige in the Political world. She started a new job as a campaign manager for a local politician, Amelia Jefferson.

Although her boss was quite harsh and unwelcoming, Diana soon befriended her colleague and Amelia’s personal assistant, Celia.

And that’s as far as we’ve got! Come back tomorrow for the year-in-the-making revival of Diana’s story, as she tries to juggle campaigning her boss to victory in the local elections with being a mother to three fast-developing young children.

I must admit, even writing this has made me feel more like continuing the story, so hopefully this new wave of motivation will last long enough to get a decent chunk of writing done. Thank you all for your patience and understanding. It means a lot ❤

Special – Story Q&A

A while ago I promised to do two special posts in honour of this blog’s 1st birthday, one of which was a Q&A with myself and the characters, where I gave you guys the opportunity to ask any questions you wanted and have them answered.  And here it is at last!  So let’s get right to it.

Starting with the questions addressed to me – or in this case, my simself (by sofifi3):

Q: Would James and Tyler still have been close if their mother were loving and caring?


A: I would like to think they would still have been close as siblings, but probably not as close as they were in the story, and their relationship would have been very different.  In the story, James took on the role of a parent-figure as well as an older brother in Tyler’s life, particularly during their childhood.  If their mother had been more of a mother to them, that responsibility would have been hers, not James’.  In that case, James and Tyler would have related to each other purely as siblings – including sibling rivalry, petty fights, all that good stuff.  It’s hard to imagine them like that, honestly!  I think, because of the person he is, James would probably still have looked out for his sister and played with her sometimes, but he wouldn’t have felt responsible for her wellbeing in the same way, and may have turned out a very different person because of it.  James and Tyler grew up only having each other for company and for support, and so both spent a lot more time hanging out and looking out for each other than they might otherwise have done.

Q:  Was Emily naturally rebellious, or did she have a motivation for it?

A:  I’m going to answer this in terms of Emily the character rather than Emily the sim (in-game traits, etc.).  Emily had quite a happy upbringing, I think.  Bianca and James weren’t particularly overbearing parents, so I wouldn’t say that there was any provocation for her to rebel based on her upbringing.  She was forced into Di’s shadow a bit, Di being the smart one who got all the top grades and prizes at school.  As was touched on a bit at the beginning of generation three, Flynn was the favourite child, and it’s possible that this did more damage to Emily than it did to Di.  Think classic “middle-child syndrome”.


On the other hand, Emily was a bit of an adrenaline junkie and genuinely possessed a love for causing chaos and a certain degree of rebelliousness by nature that her siblings did not.  So my answer is, it’s a combination of both.  I think every child, to some extent, wants to feel loved and valued by their parents, so Emily’s troublemaking might have been a means of seeking attention from them; this, along with her natural character and interests, combined to form the person she eventually became.

Questions for Diana and Luc (from Lila Remonn)

Q:  What are your favourite things about each other?


Diana:  Apart from stunning good looks?  *laughs*  If I’m being serious, I’d probably  say that some of my favourite things about Luc are the things that make him different from myself.  I’ve always admired his spontaneity, the way he just goes with the moment and doesn’t hesitate.  I think he thinks I worry too much!  I like how he keeps me on track, and helps me remember what’s really important.  He’s always done that, and I like that he’s good for me in that way.  I think we complement each other pretty well.

Actually, on that note, I like how I can rely on him no matter what.  Even when I’m being crazy and irrational, he’s there to support me and keep me afloat.  I mean, we fight a lot, I think that’s normal, because we both get angry pretty easily, but he’s always there for me when it really comes down to it.  Honestly, I don’t know what I’d do without him.  He’s my lifebelt.


Luc:  That depends, how much time do we have?  I wouldn’t know where to begin.  Di’s beautiful, and incredibly smart, really focused and ambitious.  I’ve never really met anyone else like her.  So, one of my favourite things about her is she’s unique.  I like that she says what she thinks and doesn’t take shit from anyone, even though it means that we clash sometimes.  I love that fire.  It’s exciting, I guess – I’m never bored with her.

And I like her determination to get what she wants in life.  I’ve always thought that was fantastic, since the first time I met her, because I didn’t know what it was like to want something so much you’d do anything to get it.  Di has the brains and the drive to go wherever and do whatever she wants, and that’s amazing to me.  She’s amazing.  I’m pretty sure I don’t deserve her.


Q:  Luc, is Di your first relationship?

Luc:  Ummm… *glances at Di*  … sure.

Diana:  He’s lying.


Luc:  Erm… alright, fine.  But Di is the only person I’ve ever fallen completely for.  She’s not the first one I’ve dated, and definitely not the first one I’ve kissed… *Diana raises her eybrows* Wait, never mind.  Ignore that last part.  Point is, Di is the only one that matters now.  There was this one girl back in Bridgeport that I was pretty serious about, but she- I- we… it didn’t really work out.  I moved here, and there were some girls in the group I hung around with for a few years in high school that were pretty, um, interested.  Some people are a lot less selective than others in the people they sleep with.  That’s all I’m saying.  Next question?


Q:  What is the sweetest, most romantic thing you’ve done for each other?

Diana:  I feel like it’s kind of hard to self-judge that sort of thing, so I’m going to go with the sweetest thing Luc has ever done for me.  There are a lot of things, it’s a bit hard to pick one, but I think the time he made me karaoke to the first song we danced to together would have to be up there.  That was pretty romantic.


Luc:  Not the time I proposed to you?

Diana:  I was pregnant and sore all over at the time, so no.  Not really.  That was not your best timing.


Luc:  Oh… Well, okay.  The “sweetest, most romantic thing” that Di has ever done for me… actually there was this one time, while we were engaged, I was out during the day doing something boring like shopping or whatever, and I wasn’t expecting Di to be at home when I got there because she usually works until around nine or ten.  But when I got home, she was there;  she’d taken time off work and asked Mandy and Ethan to babysit the kids, and her Mum and Dad had just left on a weekend trip, so we were alone in the house.  And she’d gone all out – music, candles, ambient lighting, rose petals, the whole package.  She’d even made cheesesteak, even though she doesn’t usually cook, because she knows it’s my favourite meal.  It was a special night she’d put aside for just the two of us.  And, I don’t know, I know how important Di’s work is to her, so it really meant a lot to that she’d put it aside to make everything about me for that one night.


Q:  Luc, do you listen to music?  And what type?

Luc:  For some reason a lot of people I meet seem to think I’m an indie music kind of person, but I’m not sure where they get that from.  I don’t listen to a lot of music, but when I do it’s generally some form of rock, something I can sing along and get pumped up to.  Is that too cliche?  I don’t know, but it’s what I like, so whatever.


Hope you enjoyed!  Stay tuned for the next chapter, which should be up soon if all goes well 🙂


Special – Cover of Darkness

Fair warning before we begin:  This chapter contains drug references, references to criminal activity, sexual content and some minor swearing, because that’s what Emily and the people she hangs around with are like.  I’m telling you now so if you’re uncomfortable with any of that, I would advise you not to read this.  There’s very little in here pertaining to the main story so you won’t miss out on anything as far as the Gen 3 storyline is concerned.

So, with that out of the way, enjoy!

I sat on my bed, adrenaline pumping through my veins, waiting.


Mum and Dad had gone to bed hours ago, and Flynn not too long after.  Diana, unfortunately, seemed to be taking advantage of the quiet house to finish her homework at the dining table downstairs.  I glanced anxiously at the clock by my bed – ten o’clock already.  This had better not take too much longer, I thought, silently thanking God that my sister had brains.  With all her flaws, at least she was fast with her schoolwork.

Tick, tock.  Tick, tock.  I wondered what would happen if I took the risk and just left a little early.  Maybe Diana wouldn’t see me?  Maybe she’d be too immersed in her studying to notice anything else?  I snorted, because that was definitely a possibility.  But it wasn’t a risk I was willing to take.  One wrong move, and I’d be locked up for a month.  Mum and Dad would kill me if they knew I was sneaking out at night, especially if they found out where or with whom.  And goody two-shoes down there would no doubt rat me out if she caught me.  Damn those wall-length windows!

Clip, clip, clip.  Finally – finally! – I heard the sound of my sister’s high heeled boots coming up the stairs.


I waited until I heard the click! of a closed door and the rustling sounds of her changing clothes in the next room before scooting across the bed towards the open window.  I grabbed a few of my pillows and stuffed them under the blankets in a shape that, at a glance, could easily be mistaken for a sleeping human, then slid through the window as quietly as I could and landed lightly on the balcony just outside.


From here, I could scale the balcony fence and then, using the slats on the downstairs windows as footholds, climb down a safe distance and drop into the bushes, unseen and (hopefully) unheard.  I had done it a hundred times before, and each time went off without a hitch.

The quickest way to my destination from here was through the back of our neighbour’s garden and behind their garage.  Obviously, the street-side route would look a lot less suspicious than the back of someone’s property at this time of night, except for the fact that it was overlooked by Diana’s window.  All things considered, I figured I’d rather go with the trespassing.


As soon as I was out of earshot of the house, I ran, relishing the cool night wind whipping against my face and the sense of freedom it provoked.  This life, this rush – this was what I lived for.

I arrived at the edge of a dense patch of trees at the end of the street barely out of breath a few minutes later.  Borus had been training me well.  With a furtive glance over my shoulder at the deserted street, I hurried forward into the cover of the densely-growing bushes and trunks of trees.


Hidden about twenty metres back from the edge of the undergrowth was a dilapidated old shack, by all appearances long abandoned.  Most people wouldn’t even know it was there unless they went looking for it – and still fewer knew that it was, in fact, far from abandoned.


I slid through the front door, trying to disturb the heavily rotting wood as little as possible.  The second door was much better maintained, and locked.  I knocked;  a few moments later, there was an answering knock on the other side, but the door remained firmly shut.  I sighed, and repeated the words I knew so well now I could recite them in my sleep.  “Live in secrets, die in fame.”


There was a click, and the door swung open.  By the time I had stepped through and shut it behind me, whoever had been standing on the other side had vanished.  Grinning slightly, I followed them down the rusty iron ladder in the middle of the room.  After jumping down the last few rungs, I straightened up and looked around the cluttered basement room at the people I had come to consider more my family than those I shared a house with daily.


Zoe was sitting cross-legged on the floor near the foot of the ladder with her sketchpad in her lap, but put it aside and got to her feet when she saw me, a welcoming smile on her face.  “Em!  About time!  We were starting to think you weren’t gonna be here tonight.”


I grinned.  “Like I’d miss a chance to see you!”

She pouted.  “If that’s really how you feel, I don’t know why you don’t just come live with us.”  She leaned in, beckoning me closer to mutter in my ear, “I need another woman around here!  Being surrounded by guys all day is exhausting.  All the macho is driving me crazy!”


I giggled and glanced over her shoulder at Borus, who was grunting with exertion, muscles tense and glistening with sweat, as he performed endless pull-ups on the metal bar attached to the wall behind the ladder.  “Can’t be so bad,” I teased, winking as I inclined my head in his direction.

“Don’t be so sure,” she said seriously.  “Eye-candy isn’t enough to make up for the smell!”

I laughed again.  “Well, besides, you know it’s a good idea to have at least one member of the group who’s still innocent and law-abiding.”

Zoe snorted.  “Yeah, sure.  You keep telling yourself that, chica.  God, I could do with a smoke right about now,” she added, turning and making a beeline towards the desk at the back of the room where a half-empty pack of cigarettes lay.  Beside them sat Leo, our resident computer mastermind, clicking away furiously on his laptop.


“Can I borrow one?”  Zoe asked him, holding up the packet and shaking it in front of his face.

“Actually, I’d rather you didn’t give it back when you’re done,” Leo said with a shadow of a grin.  Zoe smiled, shrugged, and slid a cigarette from the packet.

“Ah, that’s better,” she groaned as she took the first puff.  “Want a drag, Em?”


“Thanks, but I’m okay today,” I told her.  She nodded, and glanced at the far corner, where a chestnut-headed boy was slumped on the couch, eyes glued to the old television.

“Oi, Vince!”  Zoe called across the room.  “You gonna greet our new arrival, or what?”


Vince spun around, eyebrows raised.  His searching eyes came to rest on me, and a grin spread across his face that caused heat to flood throughout my entire body.  He stood up and strode across the room to pull me into his arms, his eyes boring into mine with that familiar fire burning in their depths.  God, I could get lost in those eyes for hours.  “I missed you, babe,” he murmured, before crashing his lips to mine.


Vince was, no contest, the best kisser I had ever been with.  A single touch had me melting in seconds.  A few stumbling steps, and there was a wall at my back, and his hips were pressed against mine,  pinning me to it.  I could already feel a familiar bulge growing against my thigh, and I groaned as one of his hands squeezed my ass and lifted so that I could wrap my legs around his waist.  I didn’t care that we weren’t alone, all that mattered was being closer, closer to him.  I couldn’t stop the things Vince did to my body, and I didn’t want to.


The hand that was pinning my arms to the wall above my head suddenly released them in favour of roaming down my body to cup my rear, and I took advantage of the new freedom to run my hands over his chest, his back, his shoulders, anywhere and everywhere that I could reach.  Panting, Vince lifted me off the wall and carried me across the room to lay on the desk, his mouth never leaving mine.  I pulled him closer to grind my hips against him, and he grunted, his free hand moving to the zip at the back of my top.

“Hey!  No screwing on my desk!” came Leo’s angry voice, but Vince just laughed and bent low to bite and suck at the side of my neck.  I gasped, my nails digging into his back, but another voice, deep and booming, interrupted our session before it had really begun.


“Keep your clothes on, kids!”  Borus sounded highly amused.  “We’ve got more important matters on our hands right now than your insatiable lust, Vince.  Now that everyone’s here, there are a few things I’d like to discuss with you all.”  I sighed, feeling slightly embarrassed, and tried to straighten my hair and clothes so that they didn’t look like I’d just been doing some heavy foreplay.  Vince just grinned as he pulled me to my feet and the two of us walked over to join Borus.  He was standing at the other end of the room, near the ladder, in front of our ‘goods corner’, where we stashed all the valuable loot that we hadn’t been able to sell yet.  Lately, it had been looking significantly depleted.  I couldn’t tell if that meant we were selling a lot, or that we just weren’t stealing enough.  I looked at Borus, half expectant, half apprehensive, as we approached, and he gave me an encouraging half-smile in return.


“So, as you guys may have noticed, we’ve been getting less in the way of goods recently,” he began, by way of introduction.  I felt my insides shrivel with embarrassment;  Vince and I were the sneak-thieves of the gang.  In burglary,  a youthful physique was an asset, rather than a liability.  “But,” Borus continued quickly, “it’s not Vince and Emily’s fault.”


“It’s not?” I burst out, surprised.

Borus laughed.  “No, it’s not, Em.  Actually, it’s mine.  I’ve been planning out a new heist lately which involves lulling the expensive establishments around here into a false sense of security.  Leo’s been helping me out.  By the way, how’s the hack going?” he added to Leo.


“Pretty well,” he shrugged.  “I’ve got some friends who are helping me out.”


“Great.  Zoe, what about you?  How are the druggies?”

“Desperate as always,” she replied with a smile.  “Don’t worry, Borus.  We’re raking in the cash.”


Borus snorted.  “Doesn’t look much like it, though, does it?”  He gazed around at the cramped room, the threadbare couch and dusty floors.  “You guys are great and all, but I’m getting a bit sick of this place.  I’m thinking hopefully we can upgrade if this deal goes through.”  He looked seriously at me and Vince.  “That’s on you two.”


“But no pressure or anything,” Zoe added with a wink, making us all laugh, even Borus, who nonetheless stopped pretty quickly.

“Next item on the agenda,” he said.  “Recruitment.”

We all groaned.  “Not this again!” Zoe exclaimed.

“Don’t we have enough people already?”  I pleaded.  We had had this discussion many times before.  More members meant more chances at getting arrested.  If someone found us, sought us out on their own like I had, that was one thing, but extending invites, even only to a ‘trustworthy’ few, was a risk only Borus seemed willing to take.

“Not the way we are now,” he said gravely.  “Not with one part-time member and two who never get off their asses.”


Leo scowled.  “You know as well as I do that ‘on my ass’ is where I’m most useful to this group!”

“And I can’t do much more than pickpocket without backup,” Vince added.


“Exactly,” said Borus.  “So we can either recruit more members now, or postpone it for-”

“I vote postpone,” Vince interrupted.  Borus raised one eyebrow.

“That would require five full-time members, not four and a half,” he said.  “So it’s up to Emily, not you.”


The others all turned to look at me.  It seemed as if they expected this to be a difficult decision for me, but it wasn’t.  I had been intending to do this for a long time.

“Can it wait a few months?”  I asked Borus.  He frowned.


“Why a few months?”

“Because that’s when I graduate high school,” I explained.  “After that, I can leave my parents’ house without it looking suspicious to anyone.  It wouldn’t surprise me if they were glad to be rid of me, to be honest.  And then I’ll come here, and be a real family, with you guys.”


The others all smiled at me.  “Well, we’ll be glad to take you off their hands,” Zoe told me, and I grinned at her.

“It’s okay with me if it’s okay with you, Em,” said Borus.  “Thank you.”


I shrugged.  “It really wasn’t a difficult decision,” I assured him.  “This isn’t the first time I’ve considered it, and now I have something to look forward to for sure.  But speaking of my family,” I added, suddenly fearful, “what time is it?”

“Six,” Leo informed me, glancing at his watch.

“Already? Shit!” I hugged Zoe and gave Vince a quick kiss before turning to scramble back up the ladder, wishing for the umpteenth time that we were meeting somewhere more penetrable by daylight.  “I’ll see you guys tonight!”  I called as I reached the top, and dashed out the door of the shack without waiting for a reply.


I could see the sun rising higher over the ocean on my left as I sprinted back home, heart pumping madly, hoping desperately that none of the rest of the family was awake yet, though I knew how unlikely that possibility was.  Luckily, the great room downstairs was deserted as I scrambled up the outside of the window to reach my balcony, jumped the railing and rolled through my open bedroom window into the safety of my bed, panting heavily.  Only then did I realise that I was not alone.

Diana was standing in the doorway with a pile of my clothes in her arms.  Her shock only lasted a moment before she gave a resigned sigh and dropped the clothes onto the nearest chair, but not before shooting me a look of deep disapproval.  “I thought you might want these clean clothes for school today,” she said, looking me over with pursed lips, “but I see you’re already dressed.”


I snorted, trying to disguise the sinking feeling in my stomach and the tears prickling behind my eyes as I thought of what would happen to my nightly escapades now that the rest of my family was about to find out.  “What’s it to you?”  I challenged, sounding much more brazen than I felt.  “Going to go off and tell Mummy and Daddy, I suppose?”



“Do I ever?” she responded wearily.  I opened my mouth to retort, but it suddenly occurred to me that she had never, in fact, said a word to Mum and Dad any time she caught me doing something they wouldn’t approve of.  Not since we were kids, anyway.

Diana had turned to leave, but paused at the door.  “You’d better get ready to go if you don’t want them to get suspicious, though,” she said over her shoulder.  “And, Em?  Don’t… don’t do anything stupid, okay?”


She was gone before I could reply, but the tears and the sinking in my stomach had both disappeared.  I hadn’t realised that it was physically possible for my sister to avoid lecturing anyone she saw doing the wrong thing.

I smiled to myself.  Maybe that bad-boy boyfriend of hers had been a good influence after all.


Told you it was coming!  Hope you all enjoyed 🙂  As you may have noticed I made four new characters just for this chapter, and they’re among the best sims I’ve ever made, so if anyone’s interested I’d be happy to put them up for download!  Let me know 🙂  I’m not sure when the next chapter for Gen 3 will be up, but the character Q&A should be here soon, so look forward to that!