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[macabrewhims]

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nel / 30 / australia / fantasy rpg enjoyer & perpetual victim of writer’s block

— not wciff, sorry!

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[tanisimsfiles]

some sims for my sci-fi save (^-^)

[fallstaticexit]

Foraging 🍃

[macabrewhims]

PALIMPSEST, PROLOGUE.

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transcript:

there is something dark and foul that lives within all of us, the choice between embracing it or running from it is what makes us human—so-called "free will"

most will deny embracing it, but that darkness—that cruelty—isn't always so overt.

truthfully, it's not that hard to bear.

humans are cruel in a million little ways, a million little times, every single day. some just wield that cruelty differently.

i think i wield mine well, all things considered.

in any case, at least i have the sense to recognise that darkness without the frantic need to suppress it. i can control it.

most of the time, anyway.

[michaucha]

synchronize your time in motion, engineers of this gorgeous song

[queenofthedork]

Now Playing < || >

[virsancte]

if you're going to give someone flowers, you should probably do it before they wither and die.

[odyssiaca]

you are the hero of ferelden. no matter your origin you watch those you love most be ripped from you. death becomes an endless cycle which seems to follow you wherever you go. the fate of the world rests on your shoulders as you know you can never return home. home is gone now. home is buried with your family, jailed with your closest ally, cradled by the ancestors, forgotten like your beloved, lost to time in the murky glass of the eluvian- dead in your arms, killed at your hand. you are the hero of ferelden and it is your destiny to die. when next the world falls apart, you do not come. this world does not deserve your pity.

you are the champion of kirkwall. you are a refugee, cold and hungry and sold into labour. your mother hates you, though she will never say it. it's your fault the ogre killed your sibling, your fault the taint took the other. but you are happy. you have everything, friends and family and status and riches. you defeat the people plaguing your glorious city, you are the people's hero. you will always know even as she came back, isabela left you to die. you are happy but you are alone. you have everything and then you are rocking back and forth begging please please please do not take my mother as well. you have nothing, but you for a single second, you had everything. you are the champion of kirkwall, and your ally has blown up the chantry. where is your home now that everything is your fault?

you are the herald of andraste. and you are so, so scared. these people do not trust you, do not like you, would feed you to the fade if they could. they do not care if you follow another religion, you are their herald. you can never return home because heroes do not have homes. they say home is the people you choose, but you didn't choose these people, did you? every step you take aches. thousands reach out to touch you, for safety. for comfort. you are a black hole close to destruction, and you cannot do this. you are the herald of andraste and you have not been yourself for so long now.

[moonkisseddreamer]

gotta add this from the comments

[macabrewhims]

me: it’s nice having story motivation again :) can’t wait to get started

my game: you can either have a working game or motivation. not both

[gumdropgamespot]

I don't care where you've fallen. I'll always claw you back.

[macabrewhims]

my life is but a palimpsest—story over story, a new me superimposed over the old. why run from your sins when you can rewrite them?

— a new era, a new story. coming soon.

hello! this is a continuation (kinda?) of my old simsta story, which has since been deleted. for anyone new here: you don't need to have read the old story to understand this one; for anyone who has read the old one: welcome back! many elements of jia's story have changed (mainly that this is no longer an nsb story), and she is no longer the girl we knew. i am excited to introduce this new jia to you all and explore a new format :) i can't promise i will be particularly regular with posting but so long as the spark to write is alive in me, so is jia.

[arcadewonder]

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[lessathxi]

{ Even the nicest people have their limits }

Theme: NECROMANCY

Someone got their hand in some suspicious book it seems, but revenge does taste sweet even if these little accessories are a pain in the back.

Pretty simple this time but I liked to design her, a very modern take to a necromancer or doing a pact with them. I'm having so much fun with @simblr-witcherywednesday that my CAS is thriving!

Just participate or look at the entries becuase all of them are such an inspiration <3

[macabrewhims]

my life is but a palimpsest—story over story, a new me superimposed over the old. why run from your sins when you can rewrite them?

— a new era, a new story. coming soon.

hello! this is a continuation (kinda?) of my old simsta story, which has since been deleted. for anyone new here: you don't need to have read the old story to understand this one; for anyone who has read the old one: welcome back! many elements of jia's story have changed (mainly that this is no longer an nsb story), and she is no longer the girl we knew. i am excited to introduce this new jia to you all and explore a new format :) i can't promise i will be particularly regular with posting but so long as the spark to write is alive in me, so is jia.

[aquawhim]

i'm running out of creative juice

[pearlean]

[esotericas-sims]

Don't tell mama!

Lord and Lady Bjergsen think Sofia is away at finishing school, when really she's working as a Vaudeville dancer in one of Windenburg's finest clubs. Will Sofia finally make it big? Or will meddling Elsa ruin her sister's chance at stardom?