#Crimson's post-apocalyptic bachelor challenge

[ladykendalsims]

FINAL 2/2 

Marla by @bluesuedesims won Crimson’s heart!!! ❤

Marla and Crimson are plainly made for each other! Since the beginning, both of them tried to spend time with each other, looking for each other autonomously. Also their attraction was huge.  

Marla was the first to get the “deeply in love” sentiment for Crimson and their friendship and romance bar rose to 100/100 pretty fast.

Crimson also got intense feelings for the other finalists and got very confused about what they really wanted. Particularly with Casey, as they also developed some “enamoured” sentiments. Nevertheless, in the end their romance bar decayed, but besides the strong attraction for each other they seemed more to be developing a very passionate friendship. 

At some point, the love between Marla and Crimson was simply too obvious. Specially when Crimson got the “deeply in love” sentiment too and the desire to ask Marla to be their girlfriend. When they finally did, Marla said yes without hesitating!

It’s important for me to thank all of you for following the story. I also thank you for all the love and support that you gave me during this adventure. A special thanks to everybody participating in this BC. I truly fell in love with “the guys” and appreciate the hard work you put into your characters and in developing their amazing backstories!

@erosims @eslanes @simstasia @simfulwoohoo @wolfrynn313 @salut-imsyuka @maladi777 @mycrow-sims @alelelesimz @wildtree-garden @bluesuedesims @musilizzy @aniraklova @nefarious-sims @madeofcc 

Even though this might be the end of this BC, I’m planning to post some extra pictures the next days. Later, I will start posting gameplay that will include all of the characters that participated in de BC. I will make a blog update very soon and tell you more about my plans ;)

I hope you enjoyed Crimson’s bachelor ❤

beginning / previous 

Crimson: Marla, what I feel for you is hard to explain. It feels so intense that my body tingles just having you close. You know how to break through this hard shell of mine and I feel... I can simply be myself with you. 

You said you miss laughing and having fun, that you’re looking for someone who will go on adventures with you, who will challenge you and with whom you can be yourself... Well, we have that in common. I... I just want you to be happy, that you get everything you wish because you deserve it.

Would you... give me the chance to be that “someone”?

Marla: Crimson, you know I feel the same way about you, since the very first time we met. I didn’t expect it would happen that fast. But I couldn’t help falling in love with you. Even if it was hard sometimes, this family brought me to life, too. All of this... It was an exceptional experience and I wouldn’t want to miss a single second.

Crimson: I’m sorry it took me so long to acknowledge and convince myself of being ready to make this final decision.

Marla: Don’t be sorry. It was worth all the waiting. 

Crimson: So, what do you say? Are you ready to start this new chapter together... with me?

Marla: I was so afraid you would never ask me. Of course, darling. I’m more than ready.

[kindlespice]

💀 Cody “Splints” Castle 💀

for @ladykendalsims​ ‘s Crimson

is it a kindlespice BC entry if it isn’t at the deadline? XD

Creative  +  Mean  +  Hot-headed >>> Musical Genius

Occult: human

Age: 26

Pronouns: he/they

Sexuality: pan

Skills: guitar, fitness, mischief, painting

Quick Facts:

he’s one of Skunk’s old friends, hence the stupid nickname LMAO... speaking of..

The Nickname: he landed poorly when jumping off a fire escape w/ his buddies and broke an arm, a leg, and several fingers (he recovered, but they never let him live it down)

a sarcastic mfer with a dry (slightly dark) sense of humor - you'll either love him, or hate his guts basically

has never met his real dad; hated his step-dad; loves his mom to death

ran away from home at 16.... then came back after a week bc he missed his mom (but he doesn't tell people that part lol)

is SUPER into art and makeup, but doesn't let a lot of people know

ACTUALLY a cliche, you know.. hard exterior but literally the softest boy on the inside.. v protective of his close friends and his mom of course

but he also likes conflict, physical and verbal which.. gets him into trouble w/ randos

plays guitar and bass; lowkey wants to be a rock star

So, you’re probably wondering how he ended in the middle of the apocalypse with absolutely no friends :D

Cody was just getting his life back together after his band (Dirt Kiss) broke up--in a rather violent bar fight--when it all happened.

He'd been living out of a motel in Strangerville--hoping to work up the courage to make amends w/ his mom (he'd said some pretty shitty things before moving to San Myshuno) when the outbreak started.

When he arrived at his mother's house, however, it had been broken into and there was blood all over the place. Cody didn't find his mom but was attacked by a zombie. Using all his bar fight and mosh pit prowess, he was able to subdue the zombie with brute force (and some family heirlooms that were probably priceless)

Confused and rightfully scared, Cody fled the scene and has been on his own fleeing ever since.

Cody's mainly concerned now with trying to find his mother (and staying alive in the process). He refuses to entertain the thought that she may have been killed or turned, and hopes that he'll find her at a new shelter he's heard of, or find a lead on her whereabouts.

hope you enjoy cody! <3

[erosims]

Niketas Merrick

Erratic // Genius // Green Friend. Botanist aspiration.

Niketas is trans male, pansexual and 80 years old by vampire standards. He/Him.

He has a strong Germanic accent, having sailed from across the sea to find safety in Evergreen Harbor.

It didn't take him long to find a suitable shelter that he quickly turned into his home base to start cultivating his plants.

He has no family, least that he's willing to discuss. Unless you count his Maker that he would gladly slaughter if given the chance.

Skills: Gardening, Herbalism, Handiness, Pipe Organ, Charisma, Logic.

In life he was a botanical engineer, and has continued his research even after the apocalypse. Most people lecture him about how he should use his talents to find a cure but that's not going to happen. He's a pretty selfish person using his skills for short term solutions. One of his primary concerns is making enough material for his testosterone injections. That being said, he is more than willing to help injured travelers as he has some medical skills. Niketas’ transformation was not a smooth, nor exactly a successful one. 

His Maker was a sadistic person who must have been clinically insane, because Niketas by all rights should not have been created. It was by pure accident that he was turned and as a result now suffers with his Makers blood coursing through him. A curse that he cannot always control. There are moments when he feels himself slip into the shadows as this darker urge overcomes him. When he comes back to himself there is generally blood and bodies at his feet, thus he tends to keep to himself with his plants.

Zombies don’t pose much of a threat to him as he is quite skilled hiding in the shadows. That being said, he does take many precautions when tending his garden. God help any zombie that gets close to his flowers though. Weapon of choice: long bow staff. If push comes to shove, he is also a gifted flask master capable of creating pretty much anything to heal or go boom. He prefers the boom. Just be mindful when the beast takes over....

This lad is for @ladykendalsims Crimson bc challenge! Download private ♥

[cybergrrl-sims]

Kira Kidd for @ladykendalsims Crimson’s Post-apocalypse Bachelor Challenge!

Name: Kira Kidd

Species: Human

Age: 27

Sexuality: Bisexual

Gender Identity/Pronouns: Trans woman (she/her/hers)

Traits: Geek, Maker, Loner

Aspiration: Nerd Brain

Skills: Handiness, Fabrication, Logic, Robotics, Programming

Bio under cut! (TW for death and blood mention in bio!)

Kira had a semester left in her computer engineering degree with a solid job lined up for after graduation, she (finally!) came out as trans to all her friends to acceptance and love, and her girlfriend, Millie, had even brought up the possibility of marriage. Everything was going Kira’s way and only the end of the world could screw it up.

So, the world ended.

Kira and Millie joined a gang comprising of a handful of other survivors from their college. Most weren’t cut out for the hard-living of a zombie apocalypse. Kira guessed most wouldn’t have survived middle-class if the world were still normal, though she never said this out loud. She, however, was good with her hands. It only took one electrical shock for her to figure out how to hotwire cars. She became the gang’s mechanic and electronics expert. She took apart everything she could get her hands on just to put it back together.

Guns she was hesitant with, however. They were necessary, Kira knew that, but they were... Well, they killed people. Regardless, she started learning to modify them. Sawed-off shotguns, makeshift silencers, haphazard magazine upgrades. These were things the gang needed.

The afternoon sun glared bright into Kira’s lean-to workshop. Millie, now her wife after a drunken campfire ceremony, listened intently to Kira’s instruction. Millie bugged Kira for a week to teach her how to modify her new pistol. Despite her hesitation, Kira caved. She unscrewed the outer casing, explaining along the way every single step necessary to avoid a dangerous mistake. “Never, ever handle an unfamiliar gun if you think it might be loaded.”

“I know, babe.”

“I’m just saying is all.” Kira put the pistol back together, tightening everything into place. She grabbed a magazine from her workbench and inserted it into her wife’s gun. “You gonna take it to the range?”

“Yep. Gotta get a feel for it. Can’t let those zombie freaks kill me out there because I don’t know how to use my gun.”

Kira held out the pistol to Millie. Millie smiled, reaching for the weapon.

It was less than a second, but Kira still remembers each horrible micro-moment in her nightmares. Millie’s hand landed on the gun. Kira knew she turned the safety on. She knew she didn’t cock it. Millie’s finger brushed the trigger. Kira knew she didn’t install a hair trigger.

BANG.

Millie didn’t scream. She didn’t actually make a noise, until the coughing welled in her throat. She fell forward, nearly knocking Kira over. Millie’s bleeding stomach was warm against her own.

Everything after that was clouded in adrenaline. The gang’s medic tried his best, but the bleeding kept coming. 19 minutes was how long Millie lasted with a bullet in her belly. Impressive, honestly.

Kira lingered with the gang long enough for them to find a place to burn Millie’s body. Kira took her ashes with her into the desert so she wouldn’t be alone. She didn’t bring much else: her laptop in case she could ever find a charge, her toolkit, a shotgun, and the motorcycle she drove away on. Maybe she’d find some new gang, or maybe she’d get eaten. She didn’t know. She couldn’t know.

***

She needs to find someone out here. Travelling alone has proved to be as reckless as she thought. She needs to heal her guilty, broken heart soon and let herself be around people again, or she’s going to wind up dead.

Maybe if she goes just a little deeper into the desert, past the city limits signs into Strangerville. Maybe she can find happiness there...

[simfulwoohoo]

Casey Caruso for @ladykendalsims's and Crimson's Post-Apocalyptic Bachelor Challenge!

a bit about Casey: 25 / she/her / lesbian / human / taurus / general bad ass bro / adventurous / paranoid /brave ; party animal aspiration sufficient in; fabricating / fitness / handiness / mischief

Moments before the apocalypse began Casey was at Oasis Springs High in shop class showing the boys how to properly change out an engine. Within a few moments everything changed from having oil on her hands to her classmates blood. Casey and a few of the remaining guys in the class managed to fight their way out school and they haven’t parted since. Casey’s general life skills knowledge and “tough” demeanor paved the way for her to be the leader of the small group. For years they scavenged and just tried to survive, every day coming out a bit stronger until the present where they have made a bunker for their little found family.

Her “I-don’t-give-a-shit” mentality is a massive front to the paranoia she feels constantly, always feeling like a zombie hoard is just on the other side of the trees about to attack. While she’s the first to run head on into a fight its more of a panicked fight or flight reaction and she will always fight for her family. But she would rather be bitten then admit that to anyone. 

Something else she’s not willing to admit to anyone (yet, and namely her group) is that she’s never been in love or romantic with anyone. She loves her family but she feels like shes missing out on such a big part of life, and now that she feels they’re as safe as they can get in a zombie apocalypse the thoughts of finding that love flood her mind. Love is hard to find in the desert so this opportunity feels like fate falling on Casey’s doorstep.

[demonicrosebushsims]

Amanda Loraine

My entry for Crimson’s Post-apocalyptic Bachelor Challenge by @ladykendalsims Human Age: 32 Sign: Taurus Aspiration: Leader of the Pack Traits: Active, Hotheaded, Self assured Pronouns: She/Her Sexuality: Queer, basicly, if you’re not male, you’re good.  Weapons of choice: Knifes and guns Role: Muscle/Fighter/scout - People would describ Amanda as a hard ass. She is very direct. - Loyalty comes first. - She will kill for the people she cares about. - She is not much of a technition. She focusses on physical strength. - She has a twin brother named Ryan “Oh for fuck’s sake. Why isn’t my fucking walkie talkie working?” Amanda was born into a militrary family, so as soon as she finished high school she joined the army as well, just like her twin brother, Ryan. With her strong physique and disipline she completed her training rather quickly and was soon send on missions outside of the country. Promotions came quickly, and soon she had several soldiers under her command. They were a close bunch, living by the rule off “Never leave a fellow soldier to die.”. Amanda would do anything to protect them. As soon as the apocalyps hit, Amanda was brought back to protect the towns that were still save. One day one of her officers ordered her and her men to go into a fallen town to find survivors. There had been rumors of a group of rebels called “The Snakes” hoarding food and he wanted to know if they were hiding in that town. While Amanda protested and told her superior that it would be impossible for there to be any survivors, she understood that “An order is an order, Loraine.” She left with her men and soon they arrived at the town. It was clear that her officer had send them on a suicide mission. The town was filled with zombies and one by one the men were killed by these monsters. Amanda could escape, heavily injured, having half of her face ripped off and losing sight in her right eye. After hours of walking back, bleeding from the face, Amanda passed out as the side of the road. Waiting for the Grimp Reaper to take her, she was picked up by the same rebels she was send to kill. The Snakes to her prisoner, first making sure she wasn’t infected. 24 hours passed, nothing happened. The leader of The Snakes questioned her. “Whey were you in that town?” “Why are you wearing an army uniform?” “Are you alone?” “I am alone... all my men died in that town.” She said. “I am... or was with the army. They sent me on a suicide mission.” Amanda knew she had nothing to lose anymore and joined The Snakes. She got the Snake tattoos and now works as fighter and scout. She also realised she had a 3 step personal plan. 1. Find out if my brother is still alive. 2. Find the officer that sent me on a suicide mission and kill him. 3. Survive. During one of her missions her walkie talkie broke down. Unable to find her way back she ran into Crimson. And what happens next? Well, that’s up to you. (I hope you like her and I apologize about my bad English. It’s not my first language and I have dyslexia)

[ladykendalsims]

FINAL 1/2

@aniraklova @eslanes @bluesuedesims @alelelesimz @simfulwoohoo

beginning / previous / next

Crimson: This is not easy for me to tell you... To be the one who has to end this chapter. I’m not good at talking about my feelings and how you already know, I usually speak with short sentences. So... I will try my best. Damn, I’m also very nervous, to be honest.

Spike: Hey, it’s just us. Don’t be nervous, honey.

Bambie: Whatever you decide, we will be happy for you.

Crimson: Thank you. That actually helps.

Okay, I... I love you guys. You changed my life and the way I used to see the whole world. I feel blessed for every moment we spent together and I really hope, you will keep these memories in your hearts as I will.

I’m just so grateful I got the opportunity to meet you. The most amazing guys.

I will understand if you won’t forgive me, in case I make you feel bad with my decision. I don’t want to make this more difficult and I also won’t tell you my reasons. Because there’s no reason - it could work with any of you, I’m sure.

Anyway, I will be pleased to speak with you about it later. If you want to.

But now... I... I’m just following my feelings and I have to say... I’m madly in love and I barely can’t hide it anymore. So, long story short...

[bluesuedesims]

Marla Black   

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” 

- for @ladykendalsims​ Crimson’s Post-Apocalyptic Bachelor Challenge  

More info under the cut 

Basics: Female, Vampire, Pansexual  Aspiration: Soulmate (for now, but normally would be becoming a master Vampire)  Personality Traits: Perfectionist, Adventurous, Kleptomaniac     -  In my human life, I was certainly not a perfectionist. In fact, I could be pretty clumsy and aloof. If I had tried harder before, I might not have lost my family. I’ll never let a mistake haunt me again. Don’t mistake this as me not knowing how to have fun. I love to party, after all I was turned in the roaring 20′s. I’ve always been adventurous. I love a good thrill. I’d hate to look back at the end of my long life and discover I let fear control my time. As for the stealing, that’s hardly my fault. Zombies don’t care about their closets full of designer clothes, but I do.  

Backstory: I was turned in 1922, I was 20 at the time, and still living at home. I wasn’t a traditional girl. To my Mother’s dismay, I was one of the first girls in our town to chop off my long hair. I had two younger sisters one, Millie, was 12, the other, Adelyn, was only a year old. I stayed at home to help with them. I had loved going to the city to party, and my sister loved to help me get all dolled up. I was a total flapper girl. Fancy fringe dresses, speakeasies, partying until the sun came up. It was late one night, when a man had followed me home. I didn’t realize he was behind me. I was so careless, I don’t even know if I shut the door behind me on the way in. Exhausted and too afraid to wake my Mother, I didn’t bother going up our creaky stairs. Instead, I sat in the rocking chair of Adalyn’s room and dozed off. It felt like just a few seconds before the screaming woke me up. My mother and my younger sister upstairs. Immediately alert, I raced up the stairs. As I reached the top step, a man with an axe emerged from the shadows. A slow grin spread across his lips. That’s when I saw the tips of his fangs. Before I knew it, the butt of his axe hit me hard in the temple. The pain was blinding, my ears were ringing as my body cascaded down the stairs.   I don’t remember anything else except a sharp pain in my neck, and that was it. When I woke up, he was gone. I could never figure out why he turned me rather than draining me dry. By the time I reached Millie upstairs, she was gone. My sense were overwhelming me, and I could hear the faint sound of my Father’s heart beating. I darted to his side. Before his soul left his body, he whispered to me. He said, “Look after your sister.”   Miraculously Adalyn had never stirred from her sleep. After turning me, the mysterious Axe man either didn’t know she was there, or decided to spare her. I knew with the bloodlust that the evil man had bestowed upon me, that I would be a danger to her. I bundled her up and, kept her for a few days while I scoped out a new family. I found a couple who had just lost a baby to miscarriage. I left my sister on their doorstep. I watched as they gave her a wonderful, the life she missed out on with our own family.   I made it my mission to protect her from the shadows. I watched her age as I remained frozen in time. I chose to continue protecting my family through each generation. They never knew I was there. I craved love, I wanted a place to belong myself. I had a job though, and I wouldn’t mess it up this time.  

No one was expecting the Zombie Outbreak though. I tried my best to protect the family of My sister’s great grand-daughter but, it was hopeless. They didn’t realize their son was infected, before he turned in the middle of the night. I was watching the perimeter of the home before, I heard the screaming. When I got to them it was too late.   Since then I’ve felt isolated and without purpose. I may feed on humans, but I don’t enjoy mass suffering. I want to help them, to help end all of this pain. I do my part, but I want to do more. My new purpose is to try to stop this nightmare and give the world some kind of hope again. Until I can find a place where I belong, I’ll continue being the shadow in the night, protecting those who need it.   I hate to admit it, but I do wish I had a person just for me. I miss laughing and having fun. I would love to meet someone who can make me feel young, like myself again. I want to be carefree, and I want someone who will challenge me. I want to be with someone who will go on adventures with me, where we can experience the world’s thrills together. I’m ready to start a new chapter in my life. 

I guess, that’s why I’m here taking this chance.  

[ladykendalsims]

Omg she's amazing! Thank you so much for making this precious baby so fast! Crimson would be pleased to talk with Misty about their experiences. So beautiful that she keeps her parents gloves and shoes 😍❤️

Misty “Mist” Pewter

Entry for Crimson’s Post-apocalyptic Bachelor Challenge @ladykendalsims

Vampire Age: 150? 200? She’s doesn’t know, she stopped counting at 100 Aspiration: Nerd Brain Traits: Mean, Genius, Kleptomaniac Pronouns: She/They, is comfortable with either Sexuality: Demiromantic/Pansexual

Favorite Colors: red, white, black, tan, and secretly yellow

Favorite Season: Winter (the cold never bothered her anyway xP)

Favorite Weather: Rainy, overcast days

She was born in Brindleton Bay

She does not know this, but her family had been vampire hunters

Her immediate family wasn’t anymore, her parents gave up the life when she was born

She was born with snow white hair and her parents thought it would be just darling to name her something light, despite their last name being Pewter

More info under the cut!

Seguir leyendo

[alelelesimz]

Jas Cromwell

For Crimson’s Post-apocalyptic Bachelor Challenge by @ladykendalsims

Spellcaster Aspiration: Spellcraft and Sorcery Hot-Headed / Ambitious / Active 26 years old Bisexual

Born in Glimmerbrook, Jas comes from a family of powerful spellcasters devoted to practical magic. As a teenager she started getting interested in dark magic, she would escape to the forest to practice so her family wouldn’t know. However, when they discovered this, she got expelled from the Realm of Magic and has been living in her RV as a nomad by herself ever since. 

Jas has been moving around for years, during this time she kept practicing and becoming a powerful spellcaster, while also learning several skills, like cooking, fishing, handiness and so on, you gotta be resourceful when all you have is an RV and anything you can fit in it!

Even though Jas had made some friends on the road, when the outbreak happened she had just arrived in Strangerville. She’s been using her magic skills to keep the zombies away, as well as her overall handiness to stay alive. But because of this she had to isolate herself and hasn’t been able to meet anyone else. 

It’s been some time and it’s starting to get lonely here... when Jas heard about this bachelor challenge she felt so excited! Crimson is right up her alley so hopefully going into this challenge she can finally find someone to be on her side and settle down!

[maladi777]

Revered Father Michael Seabrook

Entry for @ladykendalsims Crimson’s Post-apocalyptic Bachelor Challenge

Species: Human Age: 37 Aspiration: Renaissance Sim Traits: Unflirty, Bookworm, Gloomy Pronouns: he/him Sexuality: due to the nature of his career he couldn't fully explore it, so it's yet to be figured out 😏

Backstory under the cut.

Michael lived and performed his priestly duties in Willow Creek. It was a slow and quiet life, well suited to his modest nature. He served the people, offered spiritual guidance, pondered the scriptures, preached love and tolerance.

When the first infected showed up and people started panicking, he kept his countenance and assisted the town authorities in calming the situation. Things were getting worse. The church became a refuge for survivors from neigbouring villages. Father Michael kept offering words of hope that the help would surely arrive soon, but it never did. It was the church where the remaining citizens of Willow Creek made their last stand against the infected. Makeshift charges were placed to collapse the building as a last resort before retreating to the ossuary.

Unfortunately, the infected already got there through a subterranean tunnel and caught everyone by surprise. Everyone panicked. Somebody fired the charges. The world Michael knew exploded. Through smoke and dust he could see his people falling one by one either attacked by the infected or hit by falling debris. It wasn't long before he himself got trapped under a pile of rubble. He would've died buried there if it wasn't for a group of zombie hunters passing through the town the day after on their way to StrangerVille. They stopped to scavenge for supplies and one of them found him. They pulled him out, treated his injuries and took him with them.

Michael is currently going through a serious crisis of faith. Throughout his whole life faith was his shield, his mantle, answer to all his questions. Now it's only questions he has, Why did all those people have to die? Why did I survive? Why are we all being put through such a horrible test? Was there ever anyone up there listening?

What does Michael hope to find in StrangerVille? His faith? Purpose? Peace of mind? Something else? He doesn't know yet, but he'll know when he finds it.

[salut-imsyuka]

Kono Hanasakuya-Hime - 𝓣h𝓮 𝓢𝓾𝓬𝓬𝓾𝓫𝓾𝓼

So here’s my entry for @ladykendalsims​​ BC ! Again thank you so much for the extra time darling ♥ I’m sorry that I couldn’t send it on time !

Outdoor Enthusiast - Kleptomaniac, Loves Outdoor, Materialistic

My bachelorette's name is Kono, she's a 41 years old sim !

Kono is omnisexual, her pronouns are she/her

She may seem rather cold and cynical at first, but Kono has very little confidence in herself, she is trying to protect herself !

She has a rather sharp and very dry sens of humour

The gang she was in called her « The Succubus »

She’s a former prostitute

Kono has an immeasurable passion for flora, she is a pro when it comes to making concoctions, poisons and filters of all kinds, she would be very helpful in Crimson's shelter has she also masters gardening

Kono is not gifted in combat. To be honest, since the virus she focuses on improving her botanical abilities, she barely knows how to use a gun ! (but she always hides a pretty dagger in her boots)

She travels with a female doberman called Ba, she is her faithful companion

Born in the pale and frozen flanks of Mount Komorebi, Kono grew up in the very essence of the traditions. Yet she did not want to lock herself in the archaic straitjacket of custom. Indeed, she could not curb her inextinguishable thirst for adventure and left as soon as possible her home to discover the extent of the world that was open to her. So she landed in the dazzling town of San Myshuno, far too big and vicious for this little, naive woman who thought she could put the world at her feet. (more in depth story below)

Her pumps, far too high for her, slammed the lino's floor in the hotel room. It occasionally annoyed her neighbors of rooms, young women, who, like her, were tempted by the lure of gain ; each had their reasons : to make money easily, to pay food for their children, or to pay for their education, as Kono's case. She often oscillated between college classes and passing with clients, an unhealthy rhythm that allowed her, in spite of everything, to perhaps one day, after all the efforts and work that she provided -- especially hope -- finish her degree in botanic. But she ended up in a shabby hotel room, like all those girls who, like her, had their head full of dreams. Kono was caught in a vicious circle. She robbed her clients on the orders of her pimps, when she realized that she could earn much more than she imagined, she could no longer resist stealing, not without scruples.

In the mirror riddled with blinding white LEDs, she often looked at herself to touch up her gloss, her eyeshadow that sometimes flowed ; and with a stroke of a brush she became again the pretty doll adored by her customers. In a whisper comming from the hollow of her lips she repeated to herself, in a loud voice and standing proud in front of her reflection, that she was the best, that she was strong, powerful and beautiful, that one day her dreams would be within her reach. Only, she could not look at herself very long in the mirror, her atrocious reflection reminded her of the biggest mistake of her life, she embodied this mistake. She could see her younger self  in her disguting reflection : a joyful little girl like the others, running through the frozen and arduous forests of Mount Komorebi. Each plant, each flower, she tried to gather them all in a small notebook with pages that were twisted by the snow. It was decorated with drawings of children and coloured with paint. It was as if she had never existed, or worse, as if Kono had slaughtered her childhood dreams with a backhand.

Kono has never had particular problems with romantic relationships : sure of herself and very enterprising, she was not afraid to trigger discussions, she even liked contact rather well. But it was over. Erased by prostitution, she thought, sincerely and from the depths of her heart not to deserve a single ounce of love, if not the one that her clients gave her : false, livid, she was the loved toy, but the one that you didn't want to take care of, because it was dirty and worn out ; instead, it was the doll that was passed from hand to hand for a limited time, a session of pleasure that did not exceed twenty minutes. She had wasted herself all her chances of one day meeting love, she was convinced. Still stuck in her tight dresses and lingerie, she thought she was worthless to anyone, to herself. As a result, Kono has a rather dismal relationship with her body, she has difficulty in taking into consideration her fleshly envelope, seeing herself only as a way of satisfying the urges of men. She therefore had little confidence in herself, and hid herself badly behind her make-up and her style, which, as she hopes, discourage anyone from approaching her.

In the misfortune of others she thought she could find a way out with the zombie virus spreading. She could leave the gang that had held her on a leash for many years, she was now the mistress of her own destiny. In the occasional panic sown by the hordes of zombies, she had, during a fiery afternoon, taken advantage of the surrounding panic to flee, bringing with her women who, like her, were alienated to the gang. They had become her sisters, her friends, her daughters, her family. For about fifteen years Kono took care of these girls as a mother would have done, each with her skills participated in the life and prosperity of the shelter. But Kono realized that she had never lived for herself. She, of such an independent and adventurous nature, had never taken care of herself. She left the shelter under the protection of Jolynn, a young woman who had followed her when she ran away from her gang. Jolynn, like all these girls, was a former prostitute, unlike Kono, she had warm blood, but Konno was sure that it would serve the protection of the shelter, she had blind confidence in the young woman ; and for good reason, they had a truly merging relationship. That’s how she went out on the roads to discover herself. Deep down, Kono was just a human, but she was about 40 years old, it was now or never. (btw I’d like to add that I am aware that sex workers aren’t always forced to do their jobs (there isn’t always a pimp behind), it was only the turn I wanted Kono’s story to take. I fully support sex workers ♥)

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Amelie Cardona for @ladykendalsims Crimson’s post-apocalyptic bachelor challenge

Species: spellcaster Age: 19 Pronouns: she/her Sexuality: bisexual Traits: childish / paranoid / goofball Aspiration: Friend of the World Skills: fitness (3) / gardening (5) / mischief (3)

Amelie always loved to play games and cause mischief. One day when she was a little kid, she stole the Glimmerstone of her parents to look around in the magic realm. Upon her return home, she discovered that her family was suprised by a zombie horde. No one survived. 

Nowadays Amelie still feels guilty. Her family couldn’t escape to the magic realm because she took the Glimmerstone. Even worse, after searching around the house, all she found was her mother’s red scarf and more zombies. She narrowly escaped her old home, but lost the Glimmerstone.

The world turned into chaos as zombies wandered around. Amelie tried her best to survive with her knowledge of magic and nature. However, she mainly relied on simple stealth, such as blending into the background, moving silently, and remaining still to avoid the zombies roaming around.

The last few years has been lonely. Always on the run and scared that every noise could mean a zombie lurking close by. Amelie hopes for someone she can call her friend... and possibly for someone to love.

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Katarina for @ladykendalsims  post apocalyptic  bachelor challenge! 

Age: 27 years old

Gender: Female (she/her)

Sexuality: Aromantic - Pansexual

Species: Vampire

Traits: Hotheaded // Ambitious // Family Orientated

Aspiration: Super Parent

Shortly before the apocalypse Katarina and her sister were turned by a vampire and invited to his coven. While not something she would have chosen for herself, and certainly not something she wanted for her sister. Katarina saw no choice- having no knowledge of vampirism, how to keep her and vjera safe or where to get “food”. 

The coven actually ended up being a relatively place to reside once the apocalypse started and the young woman had never been gladder for choosing to join them. Until one of the members became power hungry, leading to her younger sister’s death. Flying into a rage killed the man responsible for Vjera’s death and anyone else she encountered on her way out. Living on her own, especially as a vampire without the amenities the coven offered is hard but Katarina hasn’t once regretted leaving them in the 5 years she’s been alone.

 She does have other regrets though, many of them, Vjera was more like a daughter to her then a sister. Katarina has had very minimal contact with all other beings since her sisters death, riddled with guilt and grief. Lately though, she has been considering that it may be time to... move on. Meet new people, join a new group. This isn’t the life Vjera would want for her. 

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The guys went to sleep when they came back from the party. Everyone except Marla and Crimson. Both of them were in a very flirty mood and had woohoo at the pool 🔥

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beginning / previous / next

Marla: Are you going for a swim?

Crimson: Sure, won't you join me?

Marla: I don't really feel like swimming right now. The water is cold tonight.

Crimson: The water is perfect. 

Marla: Sometimes I think you're made of steel.

Crimson: Of steel, uh? *giggles* It’s fine. Take my shirt, stay warm. 

Marla: That’s sweet. Thank you, baby.

Crimson: You’re welcome. Anyway... I won’t need it anymore, right?

Marla: I agree, *giggles* take it off.

Crimson: Mmm... You see? Perfect!

Marla: Glad you enjoy, darling.

Crimson: It’s not the same without you.

Marla: I see you’re feeling playful, huh?

Crimson: I do. Come with me, yeah? please?

Marla: I actually like this place, I’m enjoying the nice view.

Crimson: Am I that nice view, uh?

Marla: You’re too cute when you pretend you have no idea what people are talking about.

Crimson: It’s nice you think so, some people want to kill me because of that, literally. But hey, now it’s not about me, it’s about you.

Marla: About me.

Crimson: Yes! You’re everything I can see right now, Marla. I’m dying for feeling you closer. Do you think... I can make you change your mind?

Marla: Maybe... I want to see you trying.

Crimson: Maybe with a kiss?

Marla: Only one?

Crimson: Not only one.

Marla: Crimson, I... *moans* wait - what... are you doing?

Crimson: Kissing you, as arranged. We... didn't specify where... 

Marla: Naughty baby...

Crimson: Should I ask before I..? 

Marla: Shhh... No more asking. You can kiss me wherever you wish, my sweet.

Crimson: You’re so beautiful... Come here, darling. I will keep you warm.

Marla: Okay, you win, you took me into the pool.

Crimson: You won’t regret it.

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Oh wow! Her backstory is amazing! The way she joined The Snakes omg! 😲 Crimson would be pleased to help Amanda with her 3 steps personal plan ;)

Amanda Loraine

My entry for Crimson’s Post-apocalyptic Bachelor Challenge by @ladykendalsims Human Age: 32 Sign: Taurus Aspiration: Leader of the Pack Traits: Active, Hotheaded, Self assured Pronouns: She/Her Sexuality: Queer, basicly, if you’re not male, you’re good.  Weapons of choice: Knifes and guns Role: Muscle/Fighter/scout - People would describ Amanda as a hard ass. She is very direct. - Loyalty comes first. - She will kill for the people she cares about. - She is not much of a technition. She focusses on physical strength. - She has a twin brother named Ryan “Oh for fuck’s sake. Why isn’t my fucking walkie talkie working?” Amanda was born into a militrary family, so as soon as she finished high school she joined the army as well, just like her twin brother, Ryan. With her strong physique and disipline she completed her training rather quickly and was soon send on missions outside of the country. Promotions came quickly, and soon she had several soldiers under her command. They were a close bunch, living by the rule off “Never leave a fellow soldier to die.”. Amanda would do anything to protect them. As soon as the apocalyps hit, Amanda was brought back to protect the towns that were still save. One day one of her officers ordered her and her men to go into a fallen town to find survivors. There had been rumors of a group of rebels called “The Snakes” hoarding food and he wanted to know if they were hiding in that town. While Amanda protested and told her superior that it would be impossible for there to be any survivors, she understood that “An order is an order, Loraine.” She left with her men and soon they arrived at the town. It was clear that her officer had send them on a suicide mission. The town was filled with zombies and one by one the men were killed by these monsters. Amanda could escape, heavily injured, having half of her face ripped off and losing sight in her right eye. After hours of walking back, bleeding from the face, Amanda passed out as the side of the road. Waiting for the Grimp Reaper to take her, she was picked up by the same rebels she was send to kill. The Snakes to her prisoner, first making sure she wasn’t infected. 24 hours passed, nothing happened. The leader of The Snakes questioned her. “Whey were you in that town?” “Why are you wearing an army uniform?” “Are you alone?” “I am alone… all my men died in that town.” She said. “I am… or was with the army. They sent me on a suicide mission.” Amanda knew she had nothing to lose anymore and joined The Snakes. She got the Snake tattoos and now works as fighter and scout. She also realised she had a 3 step personal plan. 1. Find out if my brother is still alive. 2. Find the officer that sent me on a suicide mission and kill him. 3. Survive. During one of her missions her walkie talkie broke down. Unable to find her way back she ran into Crimson. And what happens next? Well, that’s up to you. (I hope you like her and I apologize about my bad English. It’s not my first language and I have dyslexia)