#Sims short Story Challenge

[riverofjazzsims]

Short Story Challenge: Tell a short Sim story in one screenshot and twenty-five words or less.

Thanks for the tag @bunnithechubs

When you were just fighting and your parents look over. "Hug me and make it look good"

I'm tagging @cinamun @ethicaltreatmentofcowplants @riribbysims @wistfulpoltergeist @softietrait @shesthespinstersimmer @plumbewb

[elderwisp]

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Gabriel: Hey! How’d you manage to get back here?

Peony: I hopped a fence!

Gabriel: P, there’s a gate over there!

Peony: Spies don’t use gates.

Gabriel: My bad for even mentioning it!

Gum: Did you run off on your own, stinker?

Peony: It’s okay! No one stepped on me! 

Gum: Shit, you’re right. That makes it all better.

Peony: Winnie! You said a bad word!

Gum: Bad words aren’t real.

Syx: I didn’t take you for a bad influence.

Gum: I am but a simple woman encouraging freedom of expression.

Syx: You’re terrible.

Gum: You’ll learn to appreciate it.

Syx: And I’m terrible for not introducing myself. I’m Syx. I like your headphones.

Peony: Peony. I like your hair.

Syx: Awh, thanks.

Gabriel: I’ll meet up with you guys in a sec. Tell your Dad I said hi.

Gum: Gotcha. Come on, let’s get you back to Dad.

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Gabriel: Kali! Kali?

Kali: Gabriel, I, uh-

?: Kali? Do you know him?

Kali: Ah, no. I was just talking to him about his set, Dad. 

?: OH, you were the guitar player!! Interesting songs you guys played. Very loud.

Gabriel: Interesting?

?: Yes, it wasn’t something I’d personally listen to but good for you.

Gabriel: Huh. Kali, do you agree with him?

Kali: [ remains silent ]

Gabriel: Got it. Well. It was nice meeting both of you. I’ll be going now.

[bakersimmer]

Short Story Challenge: Tell a short Sim story in one screenshot and twenty-five words or less.

Thanks for tagging me @zosa95 @myopiccc @mariapaulaaah @simscici 💛

Somehow, her silence held more solace than any words of comfort ever could.

I'm tagging (feel free to ignore) @changingplumbob @mdshh @bunnithechubs @duusheen @simvanie

[zosa95]

Short Story Challenge: Tell a short Sim story in one screenshot and twenty-five words or less.

Jude woke up with Giles two inches from his face.

Giles: I fro up in bed, Daddy.

I'm tagging (if you want to play) @bakersimmer @treason-and-plot @queeniecook @rebouks @sirianasims @lynzishell @satureja13 @whyhellosims @mosneakers @myopiccc and YOU!

[simminnikas]

Short story challenge - Tell a short Sim story in one screenshot and twenty-five words or

SIMMER'S NOTE/SN: It is now winter in my game, so have a simpic of the decorations & a forgotten Harvestfest gnome.

"Mere weeks ago, I was in the house. A revered god. Worshipped and given gifts. Alas, I've ended up a lawn ornament, sad and forgotten."

Thank you @strangetownpt99 for tagging me. You're right. This was fun to do. 🤗

I think I'll tag:- @theageofsims , @silverspringsimmer , @citylighten @talesofsimverse & @nitrozem (Only do this if you want to. But it was fun to do.)

[snderist]

plot twist... pt. 1 (merry christmas eve btw lols)

[lynzishell]

The Present 🤍 San Myshuno

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Transcript below the cut:

Phoenix: [whispers] G’night Annie. Love you.

Phoenix: She’s finally asleep. Dawn: Oh good. Phoenix: You wanna watch a movie or something? Dawn: Um… no. Not tonight.

Phoenix: What’s on your mind? You seem down. Dawn: I need to tell you something. Phoenix: Okay. Dawn: You remember the letter, the one from your dad?

Phoenix: The one you said you shredded? Dawn: [nods] Yeah, I didn’t do that. I kept it in case you changed your mind. Phoenix: I’d be lying if I said I was surprised. But I haven’t changed my mind, and I’m not going to. Dawn: Why?

Phoenix: You know why. Dawn: I guess I just don’t understand. I really think you should at least read it. See what he has to say. Phoenix: It doesn’t matter what he has to say, Dawn. He’s never been a father to me. He doesn’t get insert himself into my life and start now. Dawn: I know, but… Look, if you read it and still choose to throw it out and never contact him, then that’s fine. I’ll never bring it up again. But at least you’ll be making that decision with all of the information.

Phoenix: You read it. Dawn: Yeah. I did. Phoenix: I suppose that shouldn’t surprise me either. So, what does it say then? Clearly there’s something in there that you think is important, so what is it?

Dawn: Well, I- I think you should just read it. I think it’s better coming from him.  Phoenix: That’s bullshit. I don’t care about him or anything he has to say. But I care about you, and I want to know what has you all twisted up. So, tell me. Dawn: … Phoenix: Dawn? Dawn: Fine. He’s nine years sober, he lives out west, and he has an eight-year-old son… You have a brother.

Phoenix: … Dawn: Do you— Phoenix: How long have you known this? Dawn: … Phoenix: Right. You’ve kept this from me this whole time? Dawn: I’m so sorry. It wasn’t my intention to keep it secret. I just thought you needed time, so that’s what I told him, and then life just got so busy and before I knew it weeks and months were going by, and I—

Phoenix: W-wait. Back up. Told who? Dawn: What? Phoenix: You told him I needed time. Who’s “him”?

Dawn: I said that? Phoenix: Mhm. Dawn: Okay, look, I just sent him a short email and told him that we got his letter, that you didn’t want to speak to him, but I thought maybe you just needed some time.

Phoenix: … Dawn: …

Dawn: Phoenix? Phoenix: …

Dawn: [walks over to him] Please talk to me. I know you’re angry, but— Phoenix: Angry? That’s a fucking understatement.

Dawn: I’m so—

Phoenix: I have been very fucking clear how I feel about this, about him! And yet you went behind my back and contacted him?! I can’t even wrap my head around that! What the hell would possess you to do that? I ask you to destroy the letter, and you do this?! And you keep secrets from me?! I— You knew I had a brother and yet, every day, EVERY FUCKING DAY, you looked me in the eye, and you said nothing! For months! What the fuck, Dawn?! WHAT THE FUCK?!

Dawn: [reaches out to him] Phoenix, please calm do— Phoenix: Do not fucking touch me right now!! Dawn: [flinches away]

Phoenix: Shit. I’m sorry. [deep breath] I’m gonna go for a run. Dawn: What? Now? Phoenix: I can’t be here. Dawn: Please don’t go. Phoenix: I’ll be back. I just… I need to think.

[pixeldolly]

Short story challenge: Tell a short Sim story in one screenshot and twenty-five words or fewer

Thank you @persimmonsimmer for tagging me, and for giving Larkin an opportunity for a brief comeback. ;)

He had wanted to do her harm. Consumed by hatred, wrapped in his talismans, he had crept into her lair. Now she would consume him.

Tagging @esotheria-sims, @moocha-muses, @coriel-muroz and @frauhupfner, plus anyone who sees this and wants to do it. No pressure, of course! :)

[scythesms]

There was a new lightness to Edmund’s step, a buoyancy that didn't go unnoticed for long. The children were the first to notice. Paul, however, was still processing the change. He tried to suppress his curiosity but couldn't resist. It was strange; he’d never seen Edmund so… happy.

“What's put you in such high spirits?” Paul asked, fully aware of the reason behind his friend’s uplifted mood. He wasn’t an idiot. What were friends if not two individuals who could freely discuss their sources of joy and the “lady friends” in their lives?

Edmund halted, turning to face his friend, a smile still faint on his lips. “Is it so strange for me to be anything but miserable?”

Paul wasted no time in responding, his words laced with honesty. "Yes."

Edmund reminisced playfully, “Remember when you'd visit and barely utter a word?”

Paul dismissed his pale attempt at evading the topic at hand as they continued their walk through the manor. “Elaine told me your friend was invited inside – Imogene, is it?”

“You’re making my children your informants?”

“That’s improvement, my friend! A visitor!” Paul deafeningly congratulated Edmund, whose light expression fell under the weight of Paul’s words. 

Edmund quickened his pace, signaling his reluctance to dwell on the subject. But Paul remained steadfast, refusing to let the matter fade away. Edmund's unease grew when Paul broached the topic head-on, questioning his intentions with Imogene. 

They reached a standstill, Edmund’s gaze wandering to a portrait adorning the wall. His eyes lingered on the painted features of his late wife, Rosalyn, and his throat tightened. It felt as though they were face to face and he wasn’t merely confronting remnants of their shared history.

“She’s my friend – just a friend,” he promised, though uncertain whether he was trying to convince Paul, himself, or the memory of Rosalyn.

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[enniewritesathing]

Short Story Challenge

Short Story Challenge: Tell a short story with one screenshot and twenty-five words or less

I was tagged by @stargazer-sims (thank you!)

"Hey Ma, it's Jojo. I know you're busy and everything but when you get the chance, call me back? I... I want Dad's jacket now."

(I tag anyone else who wants to do it/haven't yet/want to do it again, wtc)

[goldoradove]

couples lookbook [4/6]

him — hair | @okruee shirt | @pixelette-cc pants | @nolan-sims shoes | @sforzcc

her — hair | @laeska dress | @sforzcc headband | @antosims

[macaroonsims]

Inspired by Taylor swift’s album evermore, each gen will focus on one song. Complete all objectives + aspiration + reach top of career. Use cheats if you want. Enjoy :)

gen 1: Willow

‘Life was a willow and it bent right to your wind’ traits: loner, romantic, creative

aspiration: soulmate

career: musician

Reach level ten of guitar skill

Live in willow creek

become a spellcaster after ‘stumbling’ onto the portal in the magic realm

marry your childhood best friend (you’re the one who proposes)

gen 2: Champagne Problems

‘she would have made such a lovely bride what a shame she’s fucked in the head’

traits: non committal, erratic, gloomy

career: up to you

aspiration: any wellness aspiration

Your fiancé proposes during a Christmas party and you reject them, you then never marry, while they move on. You then spend the rest of your life focusing on yourself

Reach level ten wellness skill

reach top of chosen career

gen 3: gold rush

‘Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you’

traits: creative, romantic, Child of the ocean

aspiration: bestselling author

career: writer

write romance novels

fall in love with someone but never make a move in fear of rejection.

become a mermaid (the song sounds like sirens) and move to Sulani

gen 4: ‘tis the damn season

‘wonder about the only soul who can tell which smiles I'm fakin’

Traits: romantic, good (third one up to you)

aspiration: master actress

career: actress

be born in winter, have the ice proof trait (must be bought with experience points or whatever they’re called)

have a relationship in your teens, break up when you become a young adult and move away

move to del sol but return home to your family for the holidays.

every time your back in your home town, you rekindle that past relationship, only to be just friends again when you leave. be a five star celebrity

Do you eventually make your way back to each other, or do you finally move in for good? Up to you

gen 5: tolerate it

‘my love should be celebrated, but you tolerate it’

traits: romantic, creative, art lover

career: painter

Aspiration: painter extraordinare

marry young (young adult while they’re an adult), and while you are still in love, your spouse falls out of love with you. You don’t divorce, but stay in a loveless marriage that you constantly try to salvage.

most of your paintings are portraits of your spouse.

gen 6: no body no crime

‘He did it’

traits: loyal, genius, up to you

aspiration: public enemy

career: crime

buy a boat.

Your best friend’s husband cheats on her, one day she disappears, and you know he’s behind it, so you seek revenge. You and her sister murder him, but no one ever finds out. (In game, he should die by drowning). The mistress is instead blamed

Gen 7: happiness

‘There was happiness because of me’

traits: gloomy, hot headed, loves the outdoors

Career: Gardner

aspiration: outdoor enthusiast

have a messy break up, it takes you a while to heal, you then focus on yourself

Gen 8: Dorothea

‘Do you ever stop and think about me?’

traits: romantic, good, loyal

Career: any

Aspiration: drama llama

You dated your childhood best friends when you were in your teens, before they moved away as a young adult to pursue their dreams. You stayed behind in your home town, and never truly got over them. You have a normal job in a normal tiny town, while they are a famous actor in del sol, but every time they return home, you rekindle your relationship, only to break up each time at the end of the holidays, breaking your heart all over again.

gen 9: Coney Island

‘Break my soul in two looking for you’ aspiration: beach life

career: any

traits: child of the ocean, gloomy, up to you

reach level 10 of painting, video gaming, mischief skills

live by the sea

go to the fair ground in copperdale on dates, break up, and never return to that date spot.

gen 10: ivy

‘I’d meet you where the spirit meets the bone’

traits: loves the outdoors, romantic, gloomy

aspiration: soulmate

career: Gardner (other branch not previously used)

you’ve always been in love with your best friend, but fate forces you to marry their sibling. You have an unhappy marriage and see your friend in secret, with whom you still have a relationship. Your spouse is suspicious, but never catches you. You and your lover must only meet at night

Live in Glimmerbrook

be a spellcaster

max gardening skill

gen 11: cowboy like me

‘I’m never gonna love again’

traits: loves the outdoors, horse lover, rancher

aspiration: championship rider

career: up to you

live in chestnut ridge

master riding skill

own a horse

gen 12: long story short

‘Long story short, I survived’

aspiration: world famous celebrity

Traits: cheerful, creative, outgoing

Career: actor

become a five star celebrity, after a scandal you ‘get cancelled’ (book one of those cleansing sessions) but then it’s proved you are innocent, and you re-become a five star celebrity

Max acting skill

gen 13: Marjorie

‘Watched as you signed your name Marjorie’

traits: good, genius, music lover

aspiration: musical genius

career: musician

be born in autumn

Growing up you were always close with your grandparent, who was a musician. Their death really affected you. You became a singer like them.

gen 14: closure

‘It cut deep to know ya right to the bone’

traits: hot headed, self-assured, creative

aspiration: any

career: actress

A controlling agency. After the switch, they keep on reaching out to smooth things over but you don’t want to, after so many betrayals and all the times you forgave them, now you just want to cut contact and move on, you know they don’t mean it, it’s just so they stop feeling guilty.

pick any acting agency but once you reach mid level of acting career switch.

gen 15: evermore

'I've been down since July'

Internal struggles, your partner is the only one who keeps you from falling apart.

traits: gloomy, romantic, up to you

Aspiration: soulmate

Career: up to you

Max writing skill

keep a diary since childhood and write an entrance per day

have a fire place in your home

be born in winter

be consoled by partner whenever sad

End of challenge! Thanks for playing :)

[eemilyysimss]

🌴LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT || first episode out Thursday

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[kokujin-josei-simmer]

Short Story Challenge: Tell a short Sim story in one screenshot and twenty-five words or less.

Thanks for tagging me @lre333

"Nobody knows this, but Ryuichi and Chiharu actually got married several hours before the official ceremony."

I'm tagging @charey111 and anyone else who sees this.

[jessy-the-martian-girl]

Short Story Challenge: Tell a short story with one screenshot and twenty-five words or less

Tagged by @stargazer-sims 🤗

Only(!) twenty-five words were a real challenge 😅

As a true scientist, Luis tested the serum on himself. The result was... not perfect. He was lucky that Anabel never knew about this experiment.

(tagging everyone who wants to join - no pressure)

[blueshistorysims]

Although they weren’t in the same class anymore, Byron and Reggie played outside together every single day. Byron didn’t mind that they couldn’t sit next to each in class—they would probably get in trouble for speaking while the teacher was. As long as he saw his best friend, the day would be a good one.

Reggie felt different. He wasn’t as smart as Byron. In fact, he struggled with arithmetic and reading, and his handwriting was atrocious. There were many afternoons where he had to behind during lunch practicing his penmanship. He didn’t like school one bit, and when he finished primary school, he didn’t plan to come. He was the only child of small, poor farmers. He was going to be a farmer. Why did farmers need to know about grammar rules and read books that weren’t the almanac or grocery list?

But that wasn’t why Reggie felt so different. He was envious of Byron. Byron who found academic tasks easy. Byron who had skipped three years of schooling and still had better grades than his siblings and classmates. The headmaster, Mr. Hall, clearly favored him over all of the students. All the teachers would fawn over him while he impressed everyone with his mastery of multiple languages. And Reggie would stand alone, watching everyone admire his friend. No one cared about a farmer’s son who could barely spell his own address.

“Are you alright, Reggie?” Byron asked one May afternoon, noticing his friend’s upset demeanor. “You have looked sullen a lot lately.”

“I’m surprised you noticed,” he muttered scornfully. 

Byron was taken aback by his friend’s angry tone. “Uh…”

The other boy scowled. “You’ve been ignoring me for weeks! All the attention is always around you, and I’m tired of following you around. Why would you want to be friends with me? My father is a farmer, and I’m dumb, and I can’t do arithmetic. Your father is a lawyer, and so was your grandfather and great-grandfather.” “...You don’t want to be my friend?”

“You clearly don’t need me, you toff.”

The brunette watched in shock as Reggie turned around and marched away. 

The events of the afternoon had seriously ruined Byron’s day, immediately going to his and Alexander’s room to sulk as soon as he arrived home. He thought it was the worst day of his life, and he was angry at Reggie for being so cruel. Why would he say such things? Friends didn’t do that. 

The door creaked open, and he saw his mother come in, shutting the door behind her. “Is everything alright, dear? Alexander said you’ve been upset since lunch.”

Byron frowned. “Reggie said I’ve been ignoring him, and I haven’t been a good friend because all the adults always talk to me. It’s not my fault they do that! …He called me a toff. What does that mean?”

She sighed, sitting on the bed next to him. “Oh, it’s just not a nice word to class someone who’s upper class.” Rebecca folded her hands into her lap. “Why do you think he said those words?”

“I don’t know.”

“Maybe he’s jealous?”

He looked up. “Jealous?”

“From what you’ve told me about Reggie, it sounds like he struggles with his schooling while you fly by so easily. Maybe you haven’t been paying attention to his feelings, and while you get much attention, he gets none.”

The boy swallowed. “...Perhaps you are right.”

She smiled and pulled him into a hug. “Tomorrow is a new day. Speak to Reggie. I’m sure everything will be alright.”

The next morning, Byron saw Reggie standing alone in the schoolyard, waiting for the bell to ring. They made eye contact, and he gulped. The shorter boy stared as Byron gathered the courage to march over, taking a deep breath.

“Can I talk to you?” Byron asked when he stopped in front of his friend. 

He nodded.

“You’re right. It’s not fair that I get all the attention. And I should haved realized that you were unhappy. Truthfully, I don’t like the attention. I’m sorry.”

Reggie swallowed. “I should be the one apologizing. I overreacted, and I hurt your feelings. I let my jealousy get the best of our friendship.”

“If you needed help on school work, you have just asked, you know.”

“I know.”

Byron smiled. “Shall we shake on it?”

“Promise to stay friends forever even if he’s a toff who spends most of his free time reading?” Reggie offered, holding his hand out. 

He laughed. “Promise to stay friends forever even if he’s stubborn and can’t read well?”

They both giggled as they shook each other’s hands. 

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