The Stark Legacy 1.0
I used to think The Sims was all about painstakingly recreating yourself and your family and then brutally murdering them in a horrific fireplace incident. I believed this for a long time. If there's a way to kill a Sim, I've done it. In Sim City they were probably posting videos about me on Youtube to raise awareness of me and bring me to justice
But that all changed the fateful day that I was Christmas shopping and wanted to buy something for myself, and The Sims 3 was on sale. I had never actually played it before, but I had stalked a fair few legacies, and thought I'd give it a try. It worked pretty well for a while, so I decided to plunge into the murky waters of the internet and try blogging a legacy.
So after that long and tedious introduction, meet Hannah Stark.
Hannah: Sup.
A long los descendant of our favourite medieval lords, and a distant cousin to a certain playboy philanthropist billionaire, Hannah is a clumsy, excitable, computer-whizzing workaholic party animal. How someone can be a workaholic and a party animal I don't know, but let's just roll with it.
She likes peanut butter and jam sandwiches, pop and the colour blue, hence the snazzy vest. I couldn't decide on a LTW for her so I picked "Jack of All Trades", which will give me a chance to try a bit of everything. Basically she has to reach level 5 in four careers.
I bought her the huge field in the rich part of Riverview. They're all going to be furious when they see what I'm going to build on it.
HAHAHAHAHA, think of the house prices. This is Hannah's wall (hence the title, geddit), I never got around to buying Seasons, so a roof was fairly low on my priority list.
Hannah: Ooh! New stuff!
I wouldn't get too excited.
I did warn you.
Hannah: HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LIVE LIKE THIS?
Don't piss me off Hannah. Remember that guy they found walled up in his basement with nothing but a lawn chair and 26 gnomes?
Hannah: Yeah?
He pissed me off.
Hannah: Oh. Well this is fine then.
She then got a wish to join the science career, which as a loving and benevolent God, I agreed to. Also she had only 35 simoleons to her name so it seemed like the right step forward.
She now has a job as a test subject, which for a girl who lives in a field, isn't all that bad.
Now I know you're a strong confident woman who don't need no man and all that, but for the purpose of this exercise you do, so let's get looking.
I sent her to the library, where there were no people at all so she just sat playing computer games, and I wondered whether I should start working as I was now sitting on the computer watching someone sit on a computer.
Hey! This bloke looks nice! I mean he has a kid but he could be a single dad. The kid isn't getting the wall though.
He wasn't a single dad (flirted with Hannah for ten minutes anyway though, the sly dog). But she ain't no homewrecker, and the kid just sat there looking like The Omen so I decided to look elsewhere.
The park! There must be men at the park.
I should probably take this moment to explain that my laptop can't handle the game when it's set to a high graphics setting (so many blue screens of death), so sometimes when they're outside, hideous yet hilarious glitches like this happen. That's one sexy wing Hannah, go with it.
No men. She just stood there viewing the statue...hoping...waiting.
Some men must live here. They have a statue of one and everything.
QUICK! Stop that sperm bank eorge!
They were getting along swimmingly, and I thought Hannah's search for a soulmate was over, until-
This kid appeared. Called Bob, apparently.
Hannah: So I was on the computer in the library...
Hannah: And you should have seen this guy's kid, it was so creepy, but anyway-
Bob: You're hot. Can I touch your boobs?
Bob: Please?
Hannah: Excuse me for a minute George
Hannah: WHAT DO YOU WANT KID? I'm trying to get impregnated over here!
Bob: Well I'll gladly help you out.
Bob: If it's the teen thing that's bothering you, I'll gladly put a bag over my head.
Hannah: Fuuu...you scared George away. I hope you're happy.
I decided to send her home. She had a hard day of work ahead of her tommorow and it would probably be quite difficult to find the wall in the dark.
On the way out she walked past these two smug bastards (we're going to ignore the fact that they're floating, damn graphics).
Just kick her when she's down why don't you.
Ah, home crap home.
Hannah: Mmm..cereal, now where to sit?
Classy. At least close your legs woman.
Dreaming about science. Awwh. We'll have a better day at work tommorow, and maybe, one day, earn enough money to buy 3 more walls.
Well, I feel like that's drawn itself to a conclusion. That's it for my first ever legacy post! I'm brand spanking new to this, so if anyone has any suggestions or tips I'd love to hear them :D Too long, too short, not enough pictures, yada yada yada... anyway. Hope you enjoyed!
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