This has been a big undertaking on my end, but I’m finally ready to share my new legacy I’m going to be posting on this simblr!
Before I start explaining what I’ll be doing, I wanted to give HUGE shoutouts to @questforsims for building this AMAZING world. I am in awe at how cool it is, and the detail in the world. *chef’s kiss*. I also need to give a shoutout to @simlovinggirl for inspiring me to make this series. I binge read her story until like 3am last night, so go check it out if you love amazing storytelling, sims, and content!
Ok, without further ado~~ Welcome to The Genesis Project.
Simanity has fallen. After countless years of warfare, greed, and recklessness, the Earth is at a point it can no longer recover. Among the casualties of the war, Berry Sim numbers have fallen past the extinction level. In fact, there are only a few families that survived the slaughter. Illness, warfare, and genocide have left the future of simanity berry-less. Unless...unless... The nations of the world united on one last-ditch final project, The Genesis Project. Here, the last hope for a dying species lies, but will they thrive? Will they even survive at all?
Welcome to the Genesis project. Candidates of the few remaining Berry Sims “volunteered” (not that they were given much of a choice, with those guns pointed at their heads...) to be a part of The Genesis Project. If they were determined to be healthy enough, they were taken to a “research society” to live in until their contributions were required.
“For the good of society” they told themselves as they sat among the last of their kind. “For the good of society” they told themselves as they were wretched from their family and friends and whisked away. “For the good of society” they told themselves as they were poked and prodded and treated like animals.
And, ultimately, the scientists selected two perfect candidates to begin The Project. One male, one female. One raw, one berry. The last of their kind. The reason why they ultimately agreed, they can tell you themselves.
They are the Adam and Eve of the new world. The last chance. The desperate attempt to save a dying breed. Is it humane? Probably not. Do the overseers care? Probably not.
But we bow to them, nonetheless. Because what other choice do we have?
RULES:
*I will be taking bits a pieces of the legacy challenge, the perfect genetics challenge, the pastel rainbowcy, and the midnight sun challenge**
1. Start with two young adult sims. One is "raw” berry sim, and one is a berry sim.
2. One of the sims must have the “Hates Children” trait. This sim is against the idea of repopulating the berry sims for their own reasons. The rest of the traits for both sims must be randomized. Their aspirations must also be randomized.
3. Start the sims on a small, desolate lot at the beginning. After 2 days pass (Monday, in my game), the “overseer” may give them a small starter house with more accommodations. Decide what you see fit.
4. NO INTERACTION WITH OTHER SIMS. Delete them, ignore them, do whatever you see fit. It’s just your two sims from here on out until you have children.
5. Build a small pond on your home lot. This will be your source of fishing/food at the start of the challenge.
6. The overseer doesn’t care about your sims. They only care about your sims as breeding mules. Once they start complying with repopulation efforts, the overseer may give your sims some presents (furniture, clothing, baby items, skill items, etc)
7. Have as many children as possible in order to please the overseer. Or don’t and see their wrath. The more “mixed” the genes are from the two colors, the happier the overseer will be. (I MAY END UP HAVING A “perfect genetic” GOAL, BUT FOR NOW I AM UNDECIDED) All genes for the children must be randomized as well as their aspirations. The only exception to this rule is that the heir must inherit the “Hates Children” trait.
8. Teach toddlers how to walk, talk, and be potty trained to please the overseer. Or don’t and see their wrath.
9. As children age up into Young Adults, feel free to add berry spouses sent from the overseer to continue the populus. No incest, please :) This is a generational legacy, so let’s try and diversify the bloodlines, yo.
10. Have fun! I prefer to not cheat (besides resetsim) in order to make this more difficult, but you do you!
Aaaaaand I think that’s it for now! I’ll edit this post if I think of anything else!
Hello world!! ♡
I finally bit the bullet and made a simblr. (mom, are you proud?)
If you don’t know me, I’m Callie (previously @classycal on simblr and youtube..rip) and I’ve been simming since the Sims 1. I am a huuuuuge family-based player and dedicate 99% of my game time dying over how cute my toddlers are.
This summer I re-fell in love with the Sims 3, so I’ll be posting lots of my sweet babies from my legacy challenge (as well as anything else I end up obsessing over).
I’m new to simblr so I have a lot to learn, but I hope you guys choose to stick around for the journey. ♡
Savannah immediately went to Emmie for advice. Emmie instantly jumped into older sister mode to make sure her sister was feeling okay, but Savannah insisted that besides the fight she felt okay. After convincing Emmie that she didn’t need to go punch him for her, Savannah felt a little better.
Emmie: You sure you don’t want me to break his kneecaps? I know a guy.
Savannah: I’m okay. Thank you for being angry with me, though. I’m more annoyed than anything. I didn’t even see it coming.
Emmie: So, we know he sucks. But how was he in, uh, other departments?
Savannah: God you’re such a freak. I love you, sis.
Emmie: I love you too, Sav. My offer still stands, tho
Day 1 of The Genesis Project. These two were briefly introduced on the hovership over, but with an entire fleet of guards crammed in with them, they didn’t get much time to chat. The drop off point was on the edge of the Project, and their poorly made clothes didn’t make it long on the muddy, rocky trek inland. Upon making it to their shack, they looked a little worse for wear. This was the least of their concerns, though...
Prim: Uh, Lacey?
Lacey: There are bugs. Everywhere.
Prim: Oh, stop being such a baby. But seriously--
Lacey: There’s a million mosquitos. It’s not my fault you smell gross, and they don’t like you.
Prim: Lace--
Lacey: Don’t you “Lacey” me. I’m going to be bloodless by the end of the week and THEN what will you do--
Prim: LACEY. We have a problem bigger than your bug bites. There’s no door.
