#sim writing

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[chaos-trio12]

Interlude: Tak12

Sim almost grumbled as he saw Tak approach. At this point, it was more habit than anything else. She stopped having her revenge plots against him ages ago.

Way too weird just seeing her acting like this.

"Is she in there?"

He glared knowing exactly who she was asking about. He can deal with the multiverse, but Tak taking interest in what was his was a different matter.

"Zim doesn't want to tell you." He just adjusted his windbreaker as he stood in front of the door.

He could see Tak roll her eyes, even in her human disguise, before grinning. "So that's a yes then?"

Wait, I'm sure I didn't say Zes was in her workshop?!

He quickly moved into position to guard the door as Tak wanted to get in. "No, Zim doesn't want any of your dumb revenge near Zes!"

"Oh, I'll have my revenge on both of you now. She agreed I can spar with her whenever I want." Tak grinned as Sim stood trying to process what he just heard.

Wait, is this how most Tak's calm down? Also, what did Zes do to earn revenge? I'm so confused?

[chaos-trio12]

[A package arrives at Sim's house, delivered by a small gray moose that doesn't stay to chat.

Attached on it is a name tag that reads: To Sim, 0

In the package is a very soft and fluffy desert themed blanket, with donuts, candies, and cookies printed on it.

There's also a bunch of actual sweets.]

Sim opens the gift and then gets the biggest bug eyes. Though not before his own moose headbutts the gray one to assert dominance.

"Zim loves it."

He's remembering he should open chats sometime soon.

Gir looks at him with grabby hands. "Master give me a treat."

"No, this belongs to me." He guards it from Gir. Still just wonders if he's been a little too distracted lately. Also to keep this from the enforcer.

This Zim plans to keep his things safe with the idiot professor.

[strangetomato]

I'm thinking of starting up strangetown for the first time (after being hooked on pleasantview for forever lol), and I'm tempted to write little drabbles. Any Sim writing tips you can give for a newbie? :D

Drabbles are a great place to start with writing because they’re so short and trying to hit exactly 100 words is a fun challenge that’ll help you hone your skills in an interesting way. Likewise, a short story is just as much a sim story as an ongoing serial. Why not try something small at first? Aside from that, the best advice I can give you is to start immediately and just write! The more time and effort you put into it, the more easily it’ll come to you.

If you go to my Pinterest boards under storytelling tutorials (it should be near the top), you’ll find some writing advice posts pinned there as well as things relating to the visual side of things. Some of those might be helpful for you or at least provide you with some inspiration.

If you feel like reading something a little longer about writing, you can’t go wrong with On Writing by Stephen King or Bird by Bird by Anne Lamott. Both are excellent reads, filled with sound advice, and very inspiring.

Have fun with Strangetown! :)

[strangetomato]

Myshuno! prompt 05: Making pancakes. Naked. + 10 second rule

Prompt: Making pancakes. Naked. + 10 second rule Characters: Ophelia Nigmos and Ripp Grunt Word count:  267 Warnings: some language and (surprise, surprise!) sexual situation (but really what did you expect with that prompt?)

...

"Whoa! What's going on in here?" He peered his head in around the kitchen door. "What's it look like?" she asked. "I'm making pancakes." "Naked?" She smiled. "No, I have an apron on."

"Umm, where's Nervous?" he asked as he glanced around, looking more than a little nervous himself.

"He went out to walk the dog," she said. "So... what do you think? Do you like what you see?"

"Yes I do, but... well, we just did it. Like half an hour ago."

"Yeah... and?"

"I'm sorry, but have you been taking horny pills lately or something?"

"Are you complaining?"

"Not at all, but good GOD, woman! I need some time to like recharge my lasers in between."

"I don't necessarily need your

laser

."

He grinned. "Oh, is that how it is?"

She wiggled her eyebrows up and down.

"So what's up with pancakes? Is that the bait? Seems unnecessary."

"Well, you know what they say... the way into a man's pants is to feed him until he has to loosen his belt buckle."

"Is

that

how the saying goes? I mean, I'm no expert, but..."

"So do you want to eat my pancakes or not?"

"Yeah, I could be convinced."

"Oops! I seem to have dropped one." She smirked, as she tossed it onto the floor. "Looks like you'd better

go down

there to pick that one up."

"Hey! I'm not eating your dirty floor pancake."

"What about the ten second rule?"

"Ten seconds, huh?" he said, as he lowered himself to his knees. "Oh, I think I'll be down here a

little

longer than that."

[strangetomato]

Myshuno! prompt 04: Stuck in a lift

Prompt: Stuck in a lift Characters: Ophelia Nigmos and Ripp Grunt Word count:  240 Warnings: language, implied sexual situation (shocking, I know!)

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"What the hell?" The lights went out and the elevator stopped. "Why are we stopping?" Ripp asked. "Maybe the power went out?" Ophelia suggested. Ripp grabbed her arm in the darkness. "You mean we're stuck in here?!"

"I'm sure it will be fine. They'll get it working again soon. You just need to relax." "Relax? I can't relax! You know how I hate to feel trapped! I can't even wear briefs because I need my junk to be able to move around." "Don't be silly. I see you wearing boxer briefs all the time." "Because all my good ones are DIRTY! Oh my god, are we running out of air? I think I feel a bit dizzy." "Ripp, we're not going to run out of air. It hasn't even been a minute yet. And we won't. It's going to be fine." "Why aren't you worried at all? Shouldn't you be the one freaking out here?" "You know, enclosed spaces are one of the few things that have never bothered me." "Oh GOD! I can't even see my hands! Where the fuck are we? Which way is even up?! Were we going up or down?" "Hmm, I wonder..." "... What?" "I think maybe at least one of us was definitely 'going down.'" He could feel her hands beginning to unbutton his pants. "Oh..." She laughed as she continued her task. "You know, I'm suddenly starting to feel much, MUCH better here."

[strangetomato]

Myshuno! prompt 02: "It's complicated" is an understatement.

Prompt: "It's complicated" is an understatement. Characters: Ripp Grunt and his therapist Word count: 215 Warnings: none really, some minor language

...

"And they both have green eyes, but they're really not the same colour at all...

Ophelia's are like this earthy sort of green. Not like a gross military green or an olive, but like... mossy, I guess. Like the colour of things that grow in dark, secret places. And they get a little more golden near the centre. Not like a hazel, but just a little warmer. Like there's this hidden spark in there. Johnny's green is more intense. Like it's not really a 'true green,' but it's just really fresh and vibrant and sparkly and shit. They get darker around the edges, like sort of an emerald? But the middle is like a spring green, like a new leaf, you know what I mean? Not like his skin, but it compliments it really well..." Dr. Cloud removed her glasses and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "I hate to interrupt you when you're finally talking about this, but this level of detail... I know you said it was complicated, but perhaps it would be simpler if you didn't get caught up this sort of minutia." "'It's complicated' is an understatement, okay? I'm working my way up to it." "Well, do as you please, but remember that you are paying by the hour here."

[strangetomato]

Myshuno! prompt 01: What's the worst that could happen? + Handcuffs

Prompt: What's the worst that could happen? + handcuffs Characters: Ophelia Nigmos and Ripp Grunt Word count: 201 Warnings: sexual situation, but mostly implied

 ...

"Hey, so how do you feel about handcuffs?" Ophelia asked, mid-kiss. Ripp did a double take. "Wow, you really do level up on this shit like every other day, don't you?" She raised her eyebrows. "Seriously." "Would you even know where to get handcuffs?"

Ophelia answered him by producing a set from the drawer in the bedside table. "You mean like these?"

"Whoa. You've really planned ahead."

She smiled and snapped one side of the cuffs around his wrist and moved his arms upwards to secure them to the bedpost. He stared dumbstruck at her until she had him completely cuffed to the bed.

"Hey! Wait a minute. Did I say

yes

?"

She arched an eyebrow. "Are you saying

no

?"

"Well, no, but... are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Oh, what's the worst that could happen?"

"Knowing my luck, I'm sure we'll probably find out."

"Don't be silly."

"Shouldn't we like think of a safeword or something first?"

"Oh, I don't think there's any need for that..."

"Umm, yeah there is."

Ophelia snickered as she pulled a sheet of paper out of her pocket. "Now, let's take a look at this list of household chores..."

"Aaaaugh! Noooooooo! Safeword! SAFEWORD!"