Shang Simla
I love the music in this world so much.
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Pauline: Frida, are you okay? Xander just filled me in on everything!
Frida: *angrily* Why don’t you ask your boyfriend if I’m all right, Pauline? And maybe convince him that I’m not a damn murderer while you’re at it.
Pauline: Frida... I’m sorry for everything that’s happening, and you know I’m here for you, but that’s not a fair thing to say to me. I’m not Hank’s handler. He’s just doing his job.
Frida: I know, I know. I’m just exhausted. I’ve been up all night. I’m sorry, Pauline. I’ll call you later, okay?
Frida’s Residence
Frida: This is just too much. They’re saying Erik was murdered… my brother is missing, which means he’s a possible suspect or—or he could be hurt! And Jared got shot right in front of me…
Xander: Shit is fucked, I know. What can I do to help? Do you want me to leave, give you some space?
Frida: I can’t handle any of this right now. I... I don’t want to be alone. But you can leave, if you want to…
Xander: I’m not going anywhere.
Xander: But shit, Frida… I have to tell you something. I fucked up big time. I did something… bad. Like, really bad. I’m worried you’re never going to forgive me.
Xander: … Frida?
*soft snoring sounds*
Xander: *sigh* Fair enough… you get some rest.
Xander: I’ll be fine… I can get out of this… Yeah, everything will be fine… right?
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Sunset Valley Police Department
Monday, 8:13am
Frida: Hank, I’ve been up all night, and I don’t know what else to tell you; it was a guy in a ski mask, he had a gun—
Hank: Let’s talk about Erik Darling.
Frida: Erik Darling? Why?
Hank: As you can imagine, your history with Erik, and the fact that you’ve just returned to town only a month ago, are all major red flags.
Frida: *sigh* Hank, what is this, an interrogation? You know me—I didn’t hurt anyone.
Hank: Seven years ago, you were arrested for assault and battery. You attacked Erik Darling in broad daylight outside of Sunset Valley High School.
Frida: Oh c’mon, I was 16, and he had nearly gotten me killed the week before that! I think I had a right to be upset.
Hank: It says here that you told him, and I quote, 'If I ever see you again, I will fucking kill you, you rat bastard.' Did you say that, after breaking his nose?
Frida: I… well, yes, I’m sure that’s accurate… wow, I could have come up with a better insult… but—but I was reacting to him hurting me!
Hank: Frida, you should know that there’s no documentation of Erik ever hurting you. We have no police records of it. What we do have are records of you attacking him and threatening to kill him. Now you and Erik both returned to Sunset Valley within a couple months of each other, and he winds up dead.
Frida: Spit it out, Hank. Why are you trying to say? Am I under arrest?
Hank: I’m saying that you better lawyer up… and you might want to find your brother, Frida. Him running off like that the same night that Erik was killed? It’s not a good look for either of you.
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Madison: Are you all right? I came as quickly as I could! Oh my god, I can’t believe you were shot!
Madison: I was so pissed at you because I thought you were blowing me off again. I’m so sorry— Jared: It’s okay. I’m fine, Madison, I’m fine!
*Door shuts quietly. Muffled voices coming from inside the room*
Frida: *heavy sigh*
Frida: Xander? What are you doing here?
Xander: Shit, I must’ve fallen asleep. I just wanted to make sure you were all right. And Jared?
Frida: Yes, we’re both okay. How long have you been here? You look like shit.
Xander: You look like shit too, doofus. C’mon, let me take you home. I’ll make you chocolate chip pancakes, yeah?
Frida: You, cook? I don’t think so, Clavell. Last time you burned the shit out of them. Xander: You’re still holding that against me after all this time?
*phone rings*
Frida: Cornelia? Sorry, I know you’ve been trying to call. My phone was dead, and I’ve just had the worst night…
Cornelia: Where the hell have you been? I’ve been trying to reach you all day and all night! Frida: I’m really not in the mood for a lecture right now, Cornelia—
Cornelia: Frida, I don’t know how to tell you this… Gunther’s missing. No one has seen him since the wedding. And Erik Darling’s death? As of a few hours ago, it’s now officially being investigated as a homicide.
Frida: WHAT? Cornelia: Frida, I think… I think something terrible has happened to your brother.
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Jared: groggily “Frida?” Frida: Hi Jared. Do you remember what happened? You were shot in the leg. Dr. Landgraab already performed the surgery. He says you’re going to be okay. Jared: And you? Are you okay? Looks like you got stitches. Frida: I’m fine. It happened so fast… some glass shattered, and I got hit in the face. Don’t worry, I’m giving a statement to the police later. We’ll get the bastard who did this to you. Jared: Don’t, Frida. Don’t tell the cops about the money. They can’t know. Frida: What? Why not? Don’t get me wrong, I’m not fond of cops, but… do you know something, Jared? Jared: I don’t know anything—and neither do you, understand? Frida: But— Madison: Oh my god, Jared!
cw: this part contains heavy themes that could be upsetting for some people.
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Jared Frio: I'm sorry, Connor... I couldn’t save her. It’s all my fault.
Jared's Father: You’re a murderer, Jared. You killed your own mother! It’s all your fault!
Jared: You’re suspending me? But that’s not fair! I didn’t start the fight!
Teacher: The other kids say that you did, Jared. They’re saying it’s your fault.
Jared's Father: Why did you make me do that, Jared? It's all your fault!
Claire: This relationship is over, Jared! And it’s your fault!
Echoing voices from the past: It’s all your fault…
It’s all your fault… Is all your fault…
It’s all my fault…
I actually thought about omitting this part because I don't want to scare anyone off. 😬
I will admit, this turned out to be a bit heavier/more dramatic than I intended. 😅 Sorry for the slightly darker themes than usual, but I felt like it was important to share a glimpse into Jared’s troubled backstory before going forward. He has a very deep sense of guilt and shame instilled within him that has tailed him most of his life as a result of his mother's death and his father's mistreatment of him (and it definitely plays a big role in his behavior).
Shang Simla in the rain
Champs Les Sims
There are actually some really adorable residential lots in this world.
Shang Simla.
(I've since installed appropriate weather settings for this world, but it does look beautiful with the snow!)
Champs Les Sims
Tonia Kimura:
Lana lip gloss // vivid eyeliner // skin (innocent bones monolid version) // eyelashes // face shine // monolid eyeshadow // hair // eyebrows
Rahul Patel (makeover from Barnacle Bay):
forehead wrinkles // layerable beard // face shadow // eyebag // hair // facial hair (DR)
Emelia Crane (founder of my current legacy!):
Hair // nosemask // eyelashes // face shine // earrings // lip definition // ivy lipstick // face shadow // freckles // eyebrows
Jules Fournier (makeover from Champs Les Sims):
Aaliyah highlighter // forehead wrinkles // layerable beard // beard 05-03 // eyelashes // eyebag // hair // eyebrows (DR)
Currently using gardenia skin and Anette eyes. Click here to see what sliders I'm using in my game.
Please don't re-upload and claim as your own, but otherwise do whatever you want with them! You can use them as is, or you can edit them to your heart's content. Feel free to tag me if you put them in your game, but it's not required. :)
SimFileShare // MediaFire
Place the .sim files into your SavedSims folder.
I forgot how pretty Champs Les Sims is.
Currently taking a break from my usual long-lifespan gameplay for a more typical lepacy challenge, because there's quite a lot of content from some of the expansions I still haven't experienced despite playing this game since its release!
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I caught wind of this whole toddler thing in the TS4 community a while back and just recently I obtained the toddler model.
And boy-
i'm having
the time
of my
LIFE
Fun and games aside, this was tested on a baby skeleton. For best results, a toddler skeleton would be ideal.
You’re a tragic girl, you need a tragic guy
"We are not searching for big things. We are searching for a silence devoid of grief."
@ineluctablehere
These two poems are part of a set of four, so that's why H.O.P.E. is mentioned!
C.A.R.E. is for
Concern for those around me, even if it’s not reflected
A is for altruism- work in progress, but I’ll try
R for resilience because that’s what I’ll need to practice, and
Effusion for e because four walls can’t stop my thoughts
C.A.R.E. stands for care and nothing more
Because caring is a skill I will learn to adore
C.A.R.E. is to experience the world
Painful and confusing though it ends up at times
But I won’t stay in these walls forevermore
Because I’ve only ever learned outside of the halls
C.A.R.E. is how I’ll start to live
Even if I begin to wish the box was still with me
Only with the will to fly will I reach the sky
And only from the heights will my path begin to be mine.
———————
M.I.N.E. is for
M will be for mindful, learning to adapt
I is for inspired by those around me every day
N is for natural and being me in my entirety
E is back to effervescent because that’s who I want to be
M.I.N.E. is for a willingness to grow
Because now I want to learn how nobody is the same
I’m fascinated, please, teach me what you know
Let me make a library and place your book inside
M.I.N.E. to adapt and overcome
The way it’s uncomfortable will show me how to grow
Nothing good ever came without struggle, so I know
Giving up is easy, but I will keep moving on.
And a fall is just an opportunity
To learn and fly again
H.O.P.E. wasn’t right, in the end
M.I.N.E. for the person I want to be
C.A.R.E for the person I owe it to
Giving up is easy but M is to be mindful
Of my actions and the consequences that they will always bring
So giving up is easy, but I will learn to fly.