1.11 Libra

Our baby girl was born in early April, when spring was in full bloom. She had her mother’s nose. My eyes. Her hair was a soft mop of black- just like Yuki’s underneath her blue.

“Perfect,” I said, as I held her in my arms.

“Perfect,” agreed Yuki. “What do we name her?”

“I don’t know,” I said. We hadn’t talked of names yet, thinking we would somehow know the right answer when the time came.

Yuki looked out of the window then turned to me. “The stars are bright tonight,” she said. “I can see Libra.”

I chuckled. “She’s not a Libra.”

“I know.”

My dearest Yuki. She always had the answers.

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And that’s the end of generation one! Every legacy kinda starts off the same, doesn’t it, with a semi-hobo founder stone broke and passing out in the street, then they meet someone new, have a kid, then voila, generation two. But I always enjoy reading about gen 1 in a legacy story the most, because it sets the story up and shows you what you should expect. And this is what you should expect from Winter’s Alchemy, people! It’s never getting any better than this!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA

Thanks for putting up with a badly written story that’s set in a weird setting dislodged from any time period. What I was going for is that since a legacy is 10 generations long, I could start it somewhere near 1750 and work my way to the 21^st century, except then I started to realize I knew nothing about the 18^th century- in fact, a lot of things we take for granted today wasn’t a thing back then. Like, I found myself looking up things such as ‘1700s cafe’ and ‘1700s hair dye’. (Well there may have been hair dye back then but there certainly weren’t any bright blue.) Then I realized that women had like, no rights back in the day, and that all my female sims, including my female heirs, were going to end up as housewives. And that would have made it boring for me to write, so I set it in a sort of alternative timeline and now it all seems really weird and off. Well… I guess I failed on that count. Nothing I can do about it now.

On the game: I haven’t been playing Sims for long- I started about three months ago, in late September, and a while later in October I started playing this legacy challenge. Yeah, I haven’t played long, but I love this game. I’m totally addicted!! Not to mention inspired. So now I’m writing this.

On what happened so far: I played the Bjorgsens for a while before I started the legacy, and I didn’t really like the guy I got Sofia with, so I thought I’d make her a part of the legacy family this time round. As we all saw, that didn’t work. They didn’t actually kick me out because I was talking to Sofia- they kicked me out because they didn’t like me using the stove. (Then they finished and ate the food I paid for. Ugh.) Then Leo went off and fell in love with the less appreciated Behr sister, and it all went down from there. I really like Yuki. She’s a loner like me.

On screenshots: I don’t take screenshots because firstly, I play mostly plot-driven and I can’t be bothered sim-wrangling for poses, secondly, I’m too anxious perfectionist and screenshotting will take forever, and lastly, it’ll kill the slight bit of immersion the writing gives if they’re walking around in shorts and a t-shirt. So I really can’t prove that my characters did anything- you’ll just have to take my word for it. In fact, its likely things didn’t quite go the way I said they did…. heh.

On star signs: So the joke here is that you can’t see your star sign in the sky on your birthday, you can only see it when it’s approximately 6 months before/after your birthday. Leo, named for the star sign Leo in the sky on his birthday, is not a Leo (he’s probably an Aquarius). However, this is only true in the northern hemisphere. It’s the opposite in the south hemisphere (and I live in NZ). But such things are mere technicalities, if anyone asks, this story is set somewhere in Europe. Or America. Or maybe this world’s astrology doesn’t work the same way as ours.

Cool, so I basically wrote more author’s ramblings than what I write on my actual posts. I should probably shut up now. Thank you to my roommate, who’s reading this (and who knows all of this already), and see you again in generation two.