Welcome, gentle simmers, I’m your storyteller PurpleRocker. I play mainly sims 2, dabble in sims 3 from time to time. Grew up on sims 3. Playing mostly historical for sims 2, Victorian and a medieval. Love The history of crime and punishment, and intended to explore ideas, things I’m interested in within my storytelling of my hoods.
I kind of wanted to make it easier for people to find old and new post about hoods and stories. I want to do a lot of things, but I know what I am posting now won't match the stuff I used to post. Attempt and currently working on stories doesn't watch to sims suffering, always.
Neighbourhoods
Kingdom of goldenMoon - Current Active posted hood
Medieval Charter Challenge where I didn't really post about Round 1, but I really love this hood already with me writing up the world building details and the type of creatures, the type of gods/goddess. All of that jazz.
Started details:
No of household: 7
No of sims : 35
Round 1: don’t post
No sims: 34
Births: 3
Deaths: 5
* outsider married in
Round 2
Kingdom funds: £1,876
No sims: 38
Births: 8
Deaths: 6
2 marriages of outsiders
Round 3
Kingdom funds: £20,774
No sims: 47
Births: 7
Deaths: 4
*added 6 outlaws
Round 4
Kingdom funds: £27,641
No sims: 51
Birth: 4
deaths: 0
Round 5 - Current Round
Lundy (Discontinued)
Lost to move to a different Computer. I don’t know if I should post the drafts. I don't particularly want to, as it got out of hand real quick. I don't know what I was doing, just screenshotting another interesting, and playing with my entertainment in mind, then it got kind of out of hand, and not in a fun way.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Stories (being worked on)
At some point I started a story, I been in passively working on it, and as I started posting more Medieval and other time periods, I don't know if it makes sense to keep posting, but I have been working this story with 2 stories in it, one side is of one, and other is in the other point of view. Different lives but telling a one big story.
Building up the world, locations, Changing Townies, lots, and a bunch other things. Plotting out everything, and Writing out more lore, creating poses and make up CC. Making gifs. Just been working things, out and really want to continue posting these.
The Darkside of Moonridge
A city lies awake at night, live by the sound of parties blaring each night, dominated by Corruption. A breading ground for crime, trouble and weird side of the night. Creature near and far, feed, and leach onto this.
The vampiric Family
Chapter 1
It started off as a Legacy challenge, but I was more interested in telling a story than having a legacy. So it doesn't have the same enough of effort or anything into compared to newer chapters.
Gytha took a stroll through the woods to gather seeds to help her start a garden, something that might help them in the long run. She held talent in identifying anything plant wise, but she enjoyed nature all the same.
She just happens to see s group of people gathered happily, chatting away. From outlaws to gently. Spring often brought some kindness to others, after a long cold winter.
Father and daughter outing between, Eadwine and Ravenna. She finally got sometime with her father outside caring her siblings as well as him.
However, Ravenna didn’t enjoy company others around her, that wondered close to Gytha and tried to personally say goodbye to her.
Gytha was busy, but she could tell she to talk, and Ravenna walked away a little bit conflicted in what thought she could do. She never notice Gytha before, not in any sense. But now she was just her, not her and her sister. She saw something in her.
Maybe she saw company, or just someone to understand her. It really didn’t matter, because her feelings disbanded once the crowd around became too much.
The set of the out went fine. eaforwine did nothing. Didn’t talk to anyone, didn’t seek any daily enjoyment of having anyone around. He just was their spacing out and seemingly not okay, but when has ever been sane enough to feel okay.
Gytha had a lot of bundled nerves rushing through her after her outing. A lot anxiety and stress, from Ravena trying to personally say goodbye to her, made her feel so, a lot of buzzing feelings.
She washed herself before taking her husband’s hand and taking him to the bedroom. Stressing about if it was good enough. Was she good enough? Even if it overall left him feeling nothing. She found it awkward. They didn’t understand why people did this, but maybe they’d understand.
Afterward, they cuddled each other, him, wondering why he wasn’t making her happy, why she always insisted on doing these things that left feel him more uncomfortable. Her believing he was happy with the moment together.
What followed left her unsure about everything she knew?
She oddly enough, threw up. Maybe still sick? Maybe something new ills her? She wasn't sure, nor was she going to make Blake more worried about her, more than he already was. She was aware of how much he likes his alone time, and she felt like the emptiness of the house got a bit alone.
She found herself alone.
She joined him outside, So he wasn't alone, but it was mostly all the same silence that encapsulated them in this awkwardness. While she cowardly hung by his side, He absently fished, not noticing her even being next time her.
He chatted more with the merchant, who seemed always suspicious about the goods. He sold more fish, slowly building a relationship.
She watched the waves hit shoreline, thinking about the the moment she was sick that day. Nothing came of it and it only happened once, maybe she eat too much? She felt relatively fine, all things consider, Possibly, so nothing to worry about.
Now that she was heathy and recovered from her illness, She had time to think about things. What she wanted? A garden. Her family, oh she missed her sister dearly, but didn’t expected her pregnant sister to travel so far to see her. No after what she heard happened to her. It was awful.
Eventually Gytha knew she’ll have a child, but it frightened her to even consider, when she didn’t like how she was feeling daily. Cleaning her hands multiple times, just to feel cleaner. Not now, she couldn’t even fathom how she could even manage.
Blake did so much for her that, she felt guilty that she didn’t know how to cook. Blake just cooks automatically before she gets a chance to think about trying to perpetrate a meal.
Could she even handle children? She figured it would simply come natural once she has a kid, maybe having them might make her thoughts clear about them. She wasn't sure. She simply wanted to figure out how to make Blake happy.
Blake made breakfast the next morning, still tending to her like she was unwell, just hoping it would be enough for her.
Blake: "How did you sleep? You got up early?"
Gytha: "Just needed to use the bucket. Don't you worry too much, I'm well.”
Blake: "It's awful outside, I’d like you to just stay inside today. Okay. Rest up and do something you like."
Gytha: "You act like I've never worked a day in my life." Gytha sighed, feeling hopelessly useless.
Blake: "I don't want anything bad happen to you. Okay. please. Enjoy time indoors?"
Gytha: "Someday can we visit my sister, heard what happened and want to gift her food. Once the illness has gone. None of that, passing it to the poor baby.”
Blake: "When the storm clears up. Maybe.”
Gytha: "how wonderful!"
blake: "Gytha, You will be fine. I’ll keep you safe and happy."
Gytha: "I'll consider your concern, but if I get lonely, I will come talk."
She got lonely, and wanted to check in on him. How he's doing on the whole dead mother experience. She did come off as insensitive but her attempts were lost on him in her approach. She didn’t listen to him, and brought up something he’d rather deal on his own. It really snapped him out his moment of empty headedness.
She went inside with the fish they caught and hung it up.
While he remained outside, letting the rain hit his body, mixing into his tears.
On the edge of the cliff, he sobbed his sorrows into the sea, as cleared up. Alone. He cried for the first time in a long while. He doesn't even remember the last time he cried, but this was most like the first, feeling alone. He was alone and lost. His wife's needs felt too much, and it more than what he was used to.
What was enough? He was very uncomfortable and confused on what to do? She wanted to work alone side him, and then hold his hands, kiss him and want so much more he wasn't sure of. it was all too soon. Too new. It was arranged. Did the have to do any of this if it was just arrange? Was it too soon?
He then went on a mindless wonder, which really didn’t him some good. It really made him happier. While, Gytha worried and stressed about him going missing a couple of hours.
For a while, Gytha Tried to hide the obvious. It really became, apparent. But she’s too worried to bring it up to him, when he already avoiding her, insisting she should talk care indoor things. She's tried not to stress him out with the extra load of work he does. He didn’t even notice.
It didn't take much for the converstation to start, once she joined him outside.
Blake: "Am I doing something well, and feeding you right? I do hope you like the food. Oh wait? Is this that expecting thing?” He tried his best to find the words.
Gytha laughed at his comment.
Gytha: " You mean, carrying a child? I believe so. I was hoping to have someone come over. But it came clear we we are quiet a walk away from family. My family at least. So far that only my brother crazy enough to travel all the way up here. I rather not have him go more coo coo on his baby fever and wife searching."
Blake: "I'm happy, while, thought we'd wait a little longer, I'm fine with this. Are you okay with this?”
Gytha: "You wanted to wait?" She became weird about how she been going about trying to give him love.
Blake: "I wanted to make sure you are well, and happy. I'm not sure, how to give you what you want. I feel like I don't make you happy, or rather I can't, but I’m trying. I don't want to make you feel like you have to do these things just in hoping it might have a chance of making me happy. I'm happy if your happy."
Gytha: "Thought you wanted children."
Blake: "We need a child. Isn't that just part of the arrangement? Just the way things are. We have a child and live out the rest of our lives trying to figure out why we feel the way we do. Why it isn't as natural as the others. It doesn’t matter, either way, we got each other and figuring it out together. Just tell me when and I'll try and be more physical with you, if that is what you want."
Gytha seemed happy with the conversation, or the direction it sent. She was still nervous about a lot of things, but she’ll figure it out with him.
Dinner came:
Gytha: "Thank you for the food, Blake. I know, I should cook more, take away some of that burdon from you. But, I like this."
Blake: "Don't you worry. Just tend to our child, and manage the rest."
Gytha: "Are you sure?" She crept her hand across the table and attempted to hold it. He flinched back. The rejection really does feel more worse, when she seek to reassure him, he didn’t need to do all of the work.
Blake: "Of course, you need to rest, and even after the birth of the child. You'd need to recover. I won't let you strain yourself.”
Gytha: “After our child, Would you still want to do that thing we did. Or are you uncomfortable with that or do you simply not enjoy it?"
Blake: "I'm not sure. Assume not. I do find you pretty, and it’s not about how I feel about you. It’s the act in its self. I brings me little pleasure. You happy brings me better enjoyment than doing something that we don’t enjoy.”
Gytha: "I see."
During the night, as the bright warm season rolled around the corner, the bedchamber of Blake and Gytha filled with cries and wails. The scream of intense labour pain.
Gytha, went into labour. It was intense and unimaginable levels of agony rattling her being, as she creid out for help. Pleading for her life.
She'd never thought it would hurt this, much. It soon became clear why it felt worse.
Twin, born 2 baby, it took a lot from her.
A boy then a girl apparently, happily. Brenric and Lucie. They seem healthy enough though, in the morning, they need go have someone with experience around to check health of them.
They went back to bed, but scolding some after giving birth for making a mess is wild. He is something. love him, and his priorities.
Taxes:
What they made: £843
Taxes: £334
Tithes: £84
Rent: 250
Notes:
They only have 1 bolt with each other, and, Gytha is more into women than men. Bi but swinging more women. So, they are both awkwardly trying to figure out what will make there lives better for each other, to make the arrangement work and be like a normal marriage.
Tuesday the second of Spring. They moved to the coast, where the view was beautiful, and their home. Yet, Blake's life turn into new grounds, away from a familiar things, and with his mother gone. He's lost in ways, that his wife can't seem to understand. Things were knew, and Gytha was unwell.
Gytha: "Ooo, isn't this place cosy. Space. Finally space."
blake: "Your so easily happy about simple things."
Gytha: "I'm making do with what I have. You'll be better off finding happiness in the simplier things in life."
Blake: "There is so much work to be done, and you're unwell. It will only be me working. Then you'll soon, be with child and it's all on me, keep us well."
Gytha: "I'm sick. May we wait, I seek a moment of rest. Time to soak in the peace of being away from my family."
Blake: "Up to you."
Gytha headed to bed, so she could stay off her feat for a while. Rest up a bit and try to recover from her illness.
Due the location of their home, they, outside area to place the toilet. As in, they live a slop, and there is no way the toilet was working without complaints. This is how it will be.
During her nap. Blake headed outside to ponder on life, doing the one thing he has always done. Fish. He settled by the end of the sea, and fished until the began sun set.
Once she woken, she got dinner, eating alone, taking in the peace and quiet. The first time in her life, has she heard the beauty of silence.
Where there peace, there has to her brother. Why? He came for a talk but, the bathing man in front of the house, said enough. they were busy, and she didn't want to be rose from her sleep once more to deal with family, ruining her peace.
As she heads to clean herself, she took in the moment of her life. Her new gentry. The new found emptiness in her life, gave her time, to wonder of herself. She's always been by her sister's side. Always in the background. What could she do with herself without her sister, or family around. How could she possibly fill the space with anything. The quietness, seemed almost too much of a luxury for her.
Also: Her birthday.
She aged up well. And pretty.
Aspiration: Pleasure / knowledge
Sign: cancer
Sexuality: bi - leaning more women
Personality:
Sloppy | | | | | | |- - - Neat
Shy | | | | |- - - - - Outgoing
Lazy | | | | - - - - - - Active
Serious | | - - - - - - - - Playful
Grouchy | | | | | | | - - - Nice
Traits: Heavy sleeper, Neurotic, Coward, Green Thumb, Neat
She will eventually start a garden but was sorting my mod folder out and something aren’t right, so, I’ll get it sorted. Bring both neat and neurotic sounds tiring, married to a slob.
Awkwardly, and stiffly, Blake pulled her into a kiss deeply. Uncomfortable on his end, and All she ever wanted from him. Some moments of his love. She wanted him to be shown love through physical means, but she'll take what he's willing to give.
Her attempt to show him so love, end up getting turned down. He simply wasn't in the mood to be romanced by his wife. She let it go. She could easily put her wants and need to the side until they are feeling better. He wasn't sick, but he was dealing with the lose of his mother, and a move to a new home. He's worried about his brother.
Gytha started to feel a lot better after a nap, Blake laid close to her, in attempt to comfort her. He wasn't good at expressing his caring of her, but he trying to do something to help her. He's just doesn't know what will make her happy. Despite he worried deeply about food and money.
Gytha was moved by his attempts to care for her. She initiated physical intmacy.
While not assembly trying to have children, in that moment. The desire to experience something with her husband. She didn't know how she was meant to feel in the moment. Awkward and unsure of what she doing.
aftterward, she ate alone, once again. She thought about Blake. How after the awkward experaince, he went right back to work, like it never happened. No chatter. No comverstation. No care. Nothing. It really left her doubting everything. Did She do something wrong? Did She push it? Make him uncomfortable.
It worsened her the taste of her food the more she worried about his happiness. so, She marched herself outside and down to the sea line, where he stood fishing under the spring sun.
She gently touched his face, taking in his gentle smile.
Blake: "Is there something you need?"
Gytha: "Just checking in on you? Do you need help?"
Blake: "Oh no. Don't worry about me, you should be resting. Go rest. I'll make dinner to night."
Gytha: "You made breakfast."
Blake: "You need to rest. Please. Rest."
Gytha simply smiled, anything she'd say, he'd try and do for her.
As Promised,
He Prepared dinner for tonight, at time, catching glances of his wife glancing at him. Redness warmed his cheeks as her attention felt too much. It felt odd. Differently odd, in a nice way. How he been looking forward to having dinner with her.
Blake finally smiled, and laughed.
Gytha: "Oh, and my auntie ran around after us, taking good care of us. She really love us like her own. It was such chaotic but we loved them, despite our harships."
Blake: "Sounds fun. Just been me and my mam. She was all I knew. Keeping her happy through work and keeping us afloat at a young age."
Gytha: "was she a good mother?"
Blake: "Was Annice good to yous?"
Gytha: "Rovena never knew her for a good portion of the time. She utterly refused to talk to her or listen to a word she said. She wanted out of the house. She was lovely to me and s. And her son. Becket. He was so sweet towards me and Rovena. Sometimes, he'd keep us safe."
Next morning: Blake's birthday
He wasn't happy. Not one bit, but He shouldn't worry Gytha with himself. That wasn't her job to worry about him, she should be happy and enjoy the life he can give her.
Aspiration: knowledge /
Sign: Gemini
Personality
Sloppy | | | | - - - - - - Neat
Shy | | | | | | | - - - Outgoing
Lazy | | | | | | | | - - Active
Serious | | | - - - - - - - Playful
Grouchy | | | - - - - - - - Nice
Traits: Insane, slob, absent-minded, party-animal, born salesperson
They moved in during the market day, so he couldn't give food to the Local merchant. He didn't know the merchant to even invite him over to give him goods, so he got out of the house.
Blake went out to sell his fish at the local market,
He had a pleasant chat.
He sold the fish!
They are too reasonable far to expect a passerby that wasn’t a broke family or a townie. The merchant in my mind would travel to get goods. And at this point becket wasn’t placed back into the world yet.
I did post earlier, but thought I should share how. In a step by step manner. So bare with me.
Step 1:
New game, so you to this pop up:
Then: Simple Empty Terrian
This would lead you to empty plain, where you can freely build.
Step 2: cheats (IMPORTANT)
Open the cheat command by pressing Ctrl+Shift+C, I don’t know what it would by for macOS users. But I know it would be the same the sims cheat box.
So it looks like this:
Now: I TOGGLEEDITTOWN, you don’t need to caps it, I just do it (then press enter.) Now. This will allow you to have an extra things.
Step 3:
Enter build mode - (press the button in the corner)
And got to terrain tools: this is where the lot perimeters are.
You can now edit the lot and use sledge hammer to remove any you placed.
If you don’t do step 2, then you can’t get the lot perimeter tool.
Warning: i have mistake somewhere, where I can’t see the map popups anymore, but I solved thought adding a para. Is kinda hot. But this is an early access game, and you can’t change lot types, but there is probably a way to do so.
I did post earlier, but thought I should share how. In a step by step manner. So bare with me.
Step 1:
New game, so you to this pop up:
Then: Simple Empty Terrian
This would lead you to empty plain, where you can freely build.
Step 2: cheats (IMPORTANT)
Open the cheat command by pressing Ctrl+Shift+C, I don’t know what it would by for macOS users. But I know it would be the same the sims cheat box.
So it looks like this:
Now: I TOGGLEEDITTOWN, you don’t need to caps it, I just do it (then press enter.) Now. This will allow you to have an extra things.
Step 3:
Enter build mode - (press the button in the corner)
And got to terrain tools: this is where the lot perimeters are.
You can now edit the lot and use sledge hammer to remove any you placed.
If you don’t do step 2, then you can’t get the lot perimeter tool.
Warning: i have mistake somewhere, where I can’t see the map popups anymore, but I solved thought adding a para. Is kinda hot. But this is an early access game, and you can’t change lot types, but there is probably a way to do so.
Playing this game on a steam deck because my laptop is old, and runs sims 3 somewhat like a champ.
Here is my para
Wilhelmina Rosemont, she only owns one type of top, and it is that. I tired to make her have pointed ears. But i’ll figure out how. I need hooked noses pointed eared girlies T^T - was in paramaker for an hour
First thing i did was check out the modding tools, for life stages
Long is 21 for young adults
So I changed it 37
Aging is on multiple.
To get 37 is 1.7
Long is too long for me, it’s 4 multiple or 87 days
I wanted a nice middle ground.
This is just small thing, not be posting about this, because this is a sims 2 blog. But I just want share somewhere what I did. And how funny it is to get a game and go right into the modding tools. I will eventually turn make a medieval world. I’ll share when I do something interesting with the modding tools or if create a medieval world or build a really cool house.
First home I build of this area, Is none other than Her own home, Built to look similar to a Light house, to feel like she is the light of these people's lives, and Well, it's for weather and defence purposes.
It was every much a trust the process type Ordeal, trying to make it look like it is going into the ground, and multiplayers, then I was like. It's too big for A gentry. Worrying about the cost.
It started coming together, where, the fencing really made a difference.
I tried my best with the idea I was going for, and using the idea and rules as Eadwine's home. with a hall and but bigger rooms.
where I thought about it being her room, large room, bedroom in the middle, her peasants serving her. But it's just her space to teach her future children, hold local meeting. Her room would be changed around in the future depends on how I’m feeling.
The woodcutters home:
Becket's hovel. Made of wood and stone.
These homes need defence, from the weather, while the area is shrouded within the trees, these homes don’t have that luxury, requiring defence from being next to the sea, and more exposure from the weather.
My solution. Tall tone wall. This hovel cost less than limit, so a stone wall affordable to have for these lot.
I’ve got idea of the layout for lots for this area.
As it is a Saturday, today brings the first meal of spring. A meal that brings everyone together after a winter, and celebrated the survival of a year.
What best way to invite family over.
Celebrating, but if only people showed up were Annice’s sister and sister’s husband. Their children didn’t want to come along. So instead, They showed up and kissed.
Anna rushed over sister, and beought her into a hug.
Annice: “oh sister! Earna, It’s always a great news see you here. Where are your young?”
Earna: “They are not over of the happy mood at the moment. I won’t want to burden your busy home with 3 children. They have been quiet hard to manage lately.”
Annice: “Children tend to be. Please burden me with your children’s woes.”
Earna: “My poor boy, He’s became overcame with a fit of violence against his sister. And she made me proud but has sadden me about her choice. I do wish this never happened as they were my twins. My darlings.”
Annice: “did you warn them of what happened to our brother?”
Earna: “of course, and my youngest. Oh he’s something I can’t define. Against his own sister.”
Annice: “well, you have time to think over dinner. Sigeberht has worked hard to make dinner for today.”
The family gathered around? Chatting.
Sigeberht telling Kroff off for laughing at Cleopas, and so some discussion that should’ve been spoke around children’s ears.
Earna adores this little boy, and spent her time with him, before using the bath. Earna. Thank you.
Sunday was like every other sunday other than its a storm outside. How, he stood for a while outside. He can move. He has free will and chose this for himself.
Just to come in drenched, because he stood in one spot for a while.
And it was lighting when i paused.
Caught this moment, of kroff and Beowulf rough housing, playing and playing punchies.
Sigeberht got a job! He’s a criminal. He can now, go off and continue to pressure the woman of his dreams, or die terribly. Would that be so bad? The dying gruesomely, yet, he earns to seek the heart of her with a new tactic. Money and gifts.
He got a job, and Beowulf just gets to lay on the ground with his wife. Happily, pretending that they have nothing in family funds. Nothing because of that boy. He owns them for covering the cost of his fine, making them unable to buy anything.
Taxes:
They Made: £4,625
taxes: £1,850
Tithes: £463
Rent: £ 250
Violent Fines to got to the victim or victim family - Werild:
4,000 (with £1 over)
They were left with £0 in family funds, and still had fine to pay to they had to dig into their stock of food, wood and other goods they have left over from winter. Which is barely anything! Nobody trades with them, because they rather not be associated with them. They gave the household items to pay this fine. that was how bad it was. and with giving £1 over the amount.
Round 5 - The whittemoree - 2 - Sigeberht goes to church
* Some photos have been lightened when to dark and one to avoid problems.
T.A Kroff birthday happened a day after. And the family gathered around to see the youngest grow.
Not Sigeberht thinking about babies in the background. Dude seeks a family, and I fear for that woman.
What A cutie pie! His hair suits him now, and he's very pretty. Annice has very cute boys, and I hope this isn’t swayed by his evil brother.
His traits:
easily impressed, Light sleeper, inappropriate, Schmoozer,
He’s just a sociable boy it seems, but I fear it’s too late, he looks up to Sigeberht, considering both brother’s did all of the toddler caregiving.
But, Sigeberht somehow is a good brother to T.A Kroff. Seeks no violence, no aggression no anything of the same nature he hold with his step-brother and sister. He talks, gossips, and plays with him.
He was eating, and he knows behind his parents are being gross. They are kissing and expressing the undying love to each other, and Kroff is degusted.
The evil Cousin - I mean, Artie, wanted to talk to Kroff. Poor kroff.
THE SHORT ARC OF SIGEBERHT'S CHURCH ARC!
He came Daw, on a stroll through the area, chatting with a few locals.
Sigeberht stopped him for a delightful chatter, that went as well as all chats do with him. Half good, half bad.
He was invited to visit the church for a pray to wash way the any bad luck the family held with their actions.
He did just that, a nice walk to the local place of worship, maybe be granted so good luck on his goals for a wife. If his ways to have a wife can’t work, then who else but powers of a god might help.
When he stepped foot onto the sacred place, his eyes narrowed instinctively to the woman desires bloom for.
As they do, natural, He brought her in to his embrace, a fleeting moment he relishes tastefully, placing a gentle welcoming kiss upon hers.
How he dream of children with her. Her beauty alone holds all he needs. A family.
However:
Their conversation, with all their bitter chatters, went stale and bland as soon as he began to chat about anything. Not all people marry for love, she seeks money, he seeks to have children? Not love. Her? Intimacy?
They moved inside of the structure, to him be line it to his sister.
He yelled, screamed and slapped, pushed and argued with her. Not caring of the rules of the place. She carries a child, and yet he seek to do her harm.
Then:
Back to romancing up his idealised lady. He will have to come up with a different plan to find a wife.
So many people seen that, people of more importance than him saw that. Solomon saw it, and even if they aren't that friendly with the maxwell's, They have no probelm with Rovena.
Either werewolf violence or normal guards getting involved. There will be consequence and a 5000 fine.
At home: as the day settled to a close, and peace finally settled for once, Annice and Beowulf found themselves admiring each other.
Sharing the evening in each other’s embrace, they finally alone time. The sweetness of their lips, as beowulf took her to the bedroom to get away from Kroff, who kept trying to standing between them.
Once they trapped themselves in the room, they were finally alone.
Kroff kept trying to intrude on their time. He needs to learn personal space.
Sigeberht and Kroff being adoring brothers to each other. Kroff is so joyful, I love him, he just needs friends!
kroff, once more, invading spaces with family, and what happened to the never nude trait? It working before, this is the worse time.
Love that, thanks. Nothing tends to be trying to kill them, so glad the rocks decided to be set on fire! Really cool of them. Their hardships are of their own doing, death doesn’t touch even them.
Nobody likes them, not even death.
Morning loving between these two, as I’m fully aware of how long Annice is alive for. Death really out her not wanting even collect her. They get to grow old together in each other’s arms.
Day 6 came, and so did the arrival to the household, Cleopas.
Before light break out across the land, he walked around the corner to find his new home, until he’d old enough to adventure out.
Beowulf chatted away with the new member of the family, seeming unsure, but believes in his wife’s wishes. They got along well.
But not them. Not at first. I’m sure Sigeberht won’t terrorise another person. Maybe. I sure he won’t.
The family took the morning to spend time with each other. Playing games and finally, no fights. No yelling or screaming between siblings. The first weekend that was filled with peace. Finally!
As cold morning light appeared, Becket took his leave for a new home, under a new Gentry.
While everyone was getting up, Sigeberht washed up, knowing he will get a fantastic chances to see his beloved, who doesn't love him, doesn't want him and only tolerates his ass. She shouldn't. She should run.
Negative interaction. This man really wants to talk to her, flirt with her, and all things fail.
Annice is quietly judging her step son. Where did BeuWolf find this boy? The understand of why this boy was abandoned in the words, the signs are there, but as the mother that she is, that just married off her other daughter. It was going to take a miracle to get rid of this man.
So, Annice checked out to see the woman he's fond of, and became confused where his interest lies. She found this lady boring at least, and massively confused on why Sigeberht is so obsessed with her? She wasn't going to play her hand in helping him. Not going to deal with that mess.
CAUGHT THIS MAN TRYING TO TAKE HIS CRUSH INTO THE HOUSE! My guy, this woman doesn't like you. Nobody does, but still. This man want to cause a situation to happen where she has to marry him. Look at that, I remembered to lock the door. He deserves the permant sun burn.
Personal Space? Excuse me? Don't be weird. I've got my attention on this woman to stop anything bad to happen, between her and Sigeberht.
Birthday of Sigeberht:
He doesn't get any better. He committed to his obsession. Either he gets what he wants or he becomes a out law, or a outcast. I don't think the out laws would want this man, too much of a risk on their end. They have standards, and he attacks family, that isn't by blood.
Traits : Evii, Sailor, Excitable, Clumsy, never nude* (Need to re-download the other mods for it)
ACR Settings:
Ideal Family Size: 7
Fertility: 87
Sigeberht went to wondering through the woods, to collect the spring bloomed berries, and suddenly from the distance. His eyes laid softly upon the gem of his nightly outings. The woman that seeks nothing of him, yet has his glaze for her beauty.
He approached the maiden and greeted he only thing he could do when he seem her. Share a kiss. As one does.
His attempts to deepen their connection has never succeeded as this woman hold many thought opposite to his. Not his attempt to fear monger with tall tails of the supernatural or details of simple things in life.
Nothing truly got her to agree with him, but sweetheart of her beauty. Details of herself, soft whispers, and gentle kisses. Nothing else would win her heart to him outside of words about herself.
One might think He should take the hint and find someone else to seek. Yet, his heart is set on this one woman that’s not double his age, married or out of his range. And wasn’t his stepmother’s sister.
He rather trouble himself with a woman he often only sees under the light of the moon.
Annice with her son, T.A Kroft and hushand, simple once more.
Annice, aiming for long enough to out live her enemies.
The day has came to bond to sims in a long commitment, called marriage.
At the local Place of worship, stood deep inside, before the deities of the land, to witness the arrangement between two sims. A lot of sims were scrambling to get back on their feet after the colder season, and couldn't witness these two to get marry, and a few witness the scandle where the new merchant's sister Flirted with one of members of the arrangement. As a sign of disapproval a few didn't come. As in. I spawned the peasants and they all left. Nobody wanted to witness the marriage. Melba is there.
They spent a night at small hovel, before, moving. where beds were always lacking, and Gytha, bless her heart slept on the bench in the main space of the hovel, while her newly gained husband continued to cling to his mother. This was a difficult moment for him. He's never not been around his mam.
Everyone is sick! Gytha better not die before she has a child.
They left in some sort of condition. Cold. Sick. Whatever, and Blake worried of his dear old mam. Would she manage by herself, but he knew better to underestimate the woman that raised him all by herself. He still worried.
Melba got to work teaching her youngest son, this skills.
Spending days trying and tenting to his needs, while being unable to gather food, or do anything else, do to the ponds still being frozen. It was just her doing what she could while, the land was still Frozen with snow, (Turned snow on ground but learned it doesn't solve anything)
By time it was Friday, fishing became accessible, despite her getting up their in age, she did her best to try and bulk up and replenish the food that was lost during the winter.
Saturday, was the birthday of Cleopas, but before daylight broke, the air became still. The room darkened, as the moment that I hope would be later rather than now, come, as the presents of death himself wrapped from the shadows.
5th death of old age came to be, and melba fought for her life, to live. For her sons, but it was her time. She in her sleep, passed, while her son, layed on his bed.
Cleopas aged up moments later once 5am come.
The uncertain of his future was around.
The round for ended for this household at Day 6, As his relocation to Whittemoree will happen during their round on Day 6. Whittemorees need more children in there care. Annice to this kid, since Annice and Melba were close friends.
Taxes:
What they Earned: £7,661
They in tax: £3,064
for Daw as the man running the place of worship:
Tithes: £766
Marriage: £100
Burial: £100
For Eadwine:
Rent: £250
Morning came fast, and Aldric his sister outside, away from their parents.
Then slapped her.
I was gobsmacked, he been in a bad mood for a while and hasn’t fight or took it out on anyone, but he finally broke, and hit his sister.
Earna wasn’t happy.
She cornered him after he cleaned up after the family and yelled at him, once all of the kids were out of the house.
Earna: “what in the land were you thinking!
Aldric: “it’s going to fine.”
Earna: “you do not fight family!”
Aldric: “you say that like you annice is exempt to that rule.”
Earna: “she has had a hard life, you, do not lay hands on anyone. We aren’t Barbaric as him. Hurt family and there will be consequences! I’m warning you.”
Aldric: “I’ll go say sorry.”
Mean while Artie:
With the force ment of his mother, Aldric said sorry.
Aldric: “I know, I wasn’t thinking, I shouldn’t have took my unhappiness out on you.”
Eldrida: “We were meant to be friends. What happened to helping each other and always being there we need each other. Your sorry means nothing when you took my trust in you and shattered it.”
Aldric: “I’m trying to make it up to you,”
Eldrida: “you simply can’t! Why would I forgive you when you slapped me! I did nothing to you, and you just slapped me! Then thought I won’t tell mam about it!”
Aldric: “I get i hurt you, but mam’s says we can’t be fighting. So please.”
Eldrida: “Annice literally tried to burn her husband’s sister. Artie is a little-“
Aldric: “come on.”
Eldrida: “Listen to my words, we are no longer friends, no longer. You have hurt me in ways and trying to use mam words to make things go away. I’m seek no early death from upsetting the gods and the land around us. So please, think about what you done and try again when you actually mean it.”
Aldric: “fine, I’ll prove it. Just you wait.”
Their relationship tanked, and stopped being bff, best friend and friend after he apologised. She won’t tolerate being slapped.
Aldric hugged Artie. He cared about his little brother, more and more each day.
Threw a gathering with the Paschals and cokese because some of the guest don’t enjoy outings:
Archie began playing with Ulger.
Then I realised my mistakes:
He wasn’t sick. Now he has pneumonia, completely forgetting I was toying with Marsha’s health out of spite. Didn’t realise he was still sick.
Meanwhile:
Eldrida and Edite playing catch, while Solomon waits for his turn to give his attention all to his wife.
Ulger stuck around to play with Artie. Finally someone wants to be Artie’s friend. Artie didn’t get alone with Ember, or gaunliena. Godith ditched.
And also: Percival put he’s happy to around others.
Eldrida complimented Percival, while they didn’t get on well, she’s enjoyed the chatter with someone new.
The gathering was a total success!
Percival walked by, howled. Blessing the family with protection.
The odds: they got blessed by the werewolves and now this happened. Clearly not that type of protection. The odds.
The spring has arrived of the new term of seasons. All is well, ish, with the bolam family, as the member sleep soundly within their beds.
Wanting simple things like:
Artie wants his sister to be dead.
Morning:
A moment of from Earna where, the kids are with Guy, and her taking a long relaxing bath, alone. where nobody is around. She needed a break from them for a moment.
The common cold is that too common.
Artie terrorising locals.
The twins before bed, chatted away, like their little brother wasn't around.
Next day was their birthday!
The 2 cuties have came to an age where they can start helping their parents.
Eldrida is a romance.
Aidric is a Knowledge
Sent the Earna, Artie and Eldrida to the the forest to gather things, and saw this these two betting along!
Gaunliena and Temperance playing tag. I love see these cousins spend time together.
Artie tried to make a friend, but he's coming off too strongly. I hope he finds some friends.
He is a a practical man, and learns fast, and quite handy as well, as he helps his dad with giving wood to the locals and fix the broking bath.
They kind of can't go without being around one of each other for too long, and they value each others opinions a lot of matters, leaving them.
So glad Artie found someone to talk about guts and gore with. Glad the local peasantry are still something.
He's unhappy. He feels unfulfilled in his life, there isn’t much he can truly do without feeling like feelings like he’s not useful for the family. He doesn’t know how to help his parents with his quick understanding of things.
Earna and Guy got some alone time from the kids, (ignore Aldric, he's in his sister's bed) But they had a lovely moment together, and him rolling to want to be a werewolf.
Which made me realise their money situation. I thought about it, and came to nice idea, of having them get out peasantry, into Yeomanry.
Earna and Guy can set up their kids for a better life. Both boys can do something that isn't completely different from what they are learning from their parents. Woodcutting, Woodwork. Then can have a nice home, with trees on them, so they can use the tree on their lot, and not daily going in and out of community lots and risk getting sick.
Eldrida has wider range of suitors
Aldric wants to be a werewolf as well.
Artie can be a danger to others without it causing a problem.
I love these two, and I can't believe they are getting up there is age.
She's kind of in a brooding mood, nightly woodcutting to clear her mind from the day.
Early morning came, and first up was Eldrida, and began helping her parents with log cutting, just to get it off their mind, so they can spend more time with her little brother.
Don't think it hasn't gone unnotice, as dawns morning glow resonated across the land, her lovely twin brother saw her hard at work.
Despite his bad mood, he tended to his sister, thanking her by being her a back rub.
Aldric cleaned up after his sister.
After the days work has finished, the twin made food, and chatted about their younger brother.
Then he appeared, to his daily routine of taking a nap before bed. Thanks kid. They remained deeply quiet after he showed up. Not even a whisper was given.
Aldric cleaned up and excuse himself to outside where he:
Yelled and struggled with a lot on his mind, feeling like he wasn't doing enough, hasn't good enough with his skills, nothing he did made him any better. While his twin sister was enjoying life.
The kids had different reactions. Temperance lost her temper and threw a tantrum over the arguments, down stairs. It bought back to when it was just her and her mother, when she was stuck in her crib, but she heard, the arguments, before the first death of her mother.
Ravenna left with Temperance in hand, dragging her to the grounds of worship, where Temperance's family waited.
Gaunliena and Temperance became friends, and enjoyed each others words, as they talked at length about things. She couldn't believe the twins she knew from when she was but a toddler were children now, and doing well. Ulgar and her played tag, and it was Eoforwine's children that really wanted to interact with her. Edite's children, left out, due being a moody bunch.
at home,
The two full siblings were showing off skills, and little haston wanted to show off his fighting skills.
The she got sick.
Temperance got home, and snuck into the training room, and began copying what she has been before, using what she saw to understand what she was doing.
Before she filled the house with music, before she heard Eadwine arrive home from work, where she dashed down to run into his arms. Holding him tightly, worried that something might of happened to him. She worried deeply about him, and didn't want to lose him. Didn't want to fall ill, or face the same fate as her mother.
After she went to bed, Eaforwine had himself a glass, before bed. Wash away the stresses of the day.
The next day brought:
Ravenna having her friend over, they came to agreement, set a new height. It said in myths, but they wanted to be better than myth. They agreed to live together, to become goddesses of their time.
Blake randomly appeared,
He shared a drink with Eadwine.
Holy Moonlight, She wants to talk to her son. Was she finally coming around to try to be around for her son, or was something else? Was it, the fact.
Midway through these, I got a lighting mod, that forced me to realise how much I never put lights source in my sims homes. Regardless of time period.
So, the morning of Wednesday came with a confusion, of how on might get stuck under the foundation of the house.
Death is trying hard, because I don't know how she managed this. She wasn't on the lot, when I left it. Death was really down her neck on this, non-sense, because she probably bugged out, and got resented into the Foundation, that is just a room.
Besides the almost death of his wife, Good Health sparkled through household.
So, Eadwine arose from his slumber, earliest in the morn, to tend to his youngest, Haston. Tending to his needs, and playing with him. filling his needs, and spent time with him.
before relocating downstairs. Where Temperance waited.
As soon as she saw her dad, She greeted him with a warm hug, clinging, to him. Then, Temperance, brought up Algar's resurrection. She wondered and asked, hoping to seek answers of why hasn't her mother re-returned. As much as she loves her father, She deeply missed her mam.
The full siblings are playing peak a boo. It was just a lovely family bonding time, between the youngest simblings, giving Ravenna a well deserving break away from any social events, any chatter others. She told herself to have a break, and so did that.
And, She did that, Up to the highest point of the home, sat comfortably on a chair with a nice book in hand of written tales of the gods. Of their legends and myths.
How does one become a saint she thought. A savour of many. The thought crossed her mind a few times.
Then, She was called foreth to the lowers flooring of the home, where around the table, stood her family for Haston's birthday.
The two young girls glared at each other with trouble in their eyes, knowing exactly what they want to do with their brother. The same thought crossed their minds, and they knew, better, but it was going be so much fun.
The look of Temperance's face says it all.
He's a lucky boy.
Despite being many other sims in the household, Haston cleaned up.
Once the kids did their own thing, I miss read her want. She tried some of what her father enjoys so much, and being disgusted by the taste. While Her Eadwine was outside dancing in the snow with Temperance. Temperance knew how to steal his attention.
Rosamund got a hug from Ravenna, before Ravenna went to her father about her leaving to spend time with her best friend.
She wait for him to finished his drink before she asked for permission to go out.
And was allowed.
The next day, was getting Haston to start lessons, While the girls spent time with each other.
By the end of the day, He tuck his daughter into bed.
Moring they had all had breakfast together.
After the kids, went off to do their own thing:
Temperance followed Eadwine around, and the two others fought each other, which gave Ravenna an idea to drink. Too early, in the morning, which Eadwine caught her.
She's smiling when he telling her other, but don't let the fact she's caused her siblings to go scuttering upstairs to cry. Eadwine doesn't want her daughter to be consumed or even go down that route of coping with things. HE allowed to do it, because he's got issues, that aren't being addressed, and he doesn't want to address them. The looming fear of death doesn't seen him into wanting resolves in his life, but he also doesn't want his daughter to follow his footsteps of grief and sorrows.
Sometimes the game doesn't tell me that sims are sick, when I load into the lot and I was watching Genevieve thought the party and she didn't act sick. I did have plans for her, but I was too busy trying to keep this woman alive.
So, she went about her day, washing for a baby.
Breakfast alone. Wishing for something better in her life. A child, regardless of the fact she had 2 children she didn't want, but that's because She didn't want Eadwine's children. She wants to love her daughter, but she remembers dying from food poisoning.
Now she had a unknown illness, that wasn't the cold. She tried her best to work though her pain, but it was too much, with thoughts of death on her mind. I mean. Constantly. She'd think of a gravestone. I believe, sick sims when they are close to death think about gravestones. I'm fighting to keep her alive.
Once night arrived, so did her lover? The man at arm.
But nothing happened, because she was so frequently stopping to cough up a lung.
Then a werewolf was on the hunt, while she got out of bed, got dressed to cough.
Her multiple runs of near death experiences gave her, perspective on life. On her relationships, and her marriage. she thought about how her daughter. So, the next morning,
She Called Eadwine to bring over Rosemund.
Eadwine watched as she chattered and played with her child.
The Rosemund decided to slide down the stairs on nothing. She just has a blast.
Once the day was over, so Before bed, She learned how to manage her anger towards Eadwine, in preparations that she won't die angry and upset. In hope maybe, she'd find some peace in this world for just a moment.
But the night was rough and she couldn't remain alseep, not when she grown worse and worse each time she stood up. Every moment, dropped her needs to dangerous levels and, the gravestone never left her mind. She was truly close to the grave and she felt it.
So the Next day she invited over her daughter and Eadwine over, to truly come to terms with her life, and her choice. She ensure her daughter was polite and kind, knew that she'd always be there for her, even if she never showed her love to her in a the best way. She did care. Wanted the best for her.
Eadwine, is being a weirdo. Waiting in her room, be the mirror.
Genevieve: "You look well, Eadwine. Been okay? lately, I mean."
Eadwine: "I had better days, but it's going slowly. Trying."
Genevieve: "Those girls need their father, and they seem to love you. I'll never understand how. I shouldn't of beaten you. Or blamed our kids for my unhappiness, because that was all on you."
Eadwine: "I'm sorry too."
They chatted until night fell.
Where her illness simmered down to a cold. I didn't know what she had originally, but I believe, it saved her life, after getting the cold. No more thoughts about the grave.
I had hope for her survival.
Then she woohooed Eadwine and then the other guy. She still wanted a child.
but now her feels more less angry about what she was doing. Afterall, they weren't living together, and it felt less like a marriage and more like an arrangement, that was godly bounded. Death was already after her life, roundly. She wanted to be happy for once in her life before the cold embrace of the afterlife takes her, experience joy of being a mother to a child she truly deeply loved, the same way the other mothers in the hood loved their children. Be with someone that truly chose her, and loved her.
He stole her newspaper while she was on the toilet. The in politeness of this hood, is through the floor.
Genevieve threw up, to find out later she was finally expecting a child. But from who? Her technically husband, or the other guy.
She decided to learn how to fix relationships, Deep down, she never wants her husband or anyone to know of this child. Have a child that was hers to make into a find young lady, well mannered. So the father didn't matter, because regardless, She can afford to do so.
