New chapter for Flames of Ambition! Working slowly but surely to keep these updates churning, so stay buckled up for the ride! With a furthering of the story, we also have a new header:
It’s safe to say things are progressing (*wink*). You can click here to read chapter 6.
I know, I know. I started another story–another legacy–before finishing the ones I started. But, after getting a new computer (a mac instead of a PC) and having to restart my game on a totally different system, I realized that I couldn’t continue the previous legacy, She Who Came From the Stars. Despite not being able to continue that story, I was able to keep the characters of FOA, but had to recreate the sets. That is to say, in the next chapter (coming before the end of summer?), sets may be different from before because I no longer have FreeTime installed.
Anyway, now, I am premiering a new legacy–The Lost Legacy: Journey to Truth! The first chapter “Newest Beginnings,” can be found by clicking here. Please tell me what you think!
It’s late and I did an all-day marathon to get this chapter done so finally I present to you, Flames of Ambition Chapter 5: Severed!
The story’s moving along and I’m so glad those of you who’ve been reading have continued this journey with me. Any newcomers, welcome and enjoy the ride!
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I haven’t done a legacy in a long time–since there was a Sims 2 Website (so like 2-4 years ago!)–so I decided to start one now. I haven’t given up on FOA! I just want to take a short break from playing Sims to take pictures and actually play to play. The legacy loosely follows the legacy challenge rules and though I’ll probably cheat a little, I’m mostly playing for fun, writing a loose storyline, and following the rules.
The first chapter of my new legacy, She Came From The Stars, can be found here!
I’ve just posted Chapter 4 of FOA (here)! It was a push to get this chapter out but I know that some big things are coming ahead for me so might as well crank this out while I have the inspiration!
For that aforementioned inspiration, I would have to say that two songs could fit with the latter part of the chapter: “Goodbye My Love” by Ailee, and “Diary” by Emi Hinouchi (I case you haven’t noticed, many of the inspiration songs will be in languages other than English).
Now I’ll be working on the next chapter before I get into my next major busy stretch. *puts on writing cap*
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I’ve finally posted the last two chapters of my old stories that I saved when the Sims 2 Exchange and Website were shutdown. Betrayed Chapter 1 and Chapter 2 are now up and ready to be read with pictures and all, and I must say, I think I can truly see some writing growth since then (almost to the point where I’m embarrassed to read them myself!).
I haven’t stopped writing FOA yet! I’ve just got a few more pictures to take and edit and then I’ll be able to post the new chapter. In the meantime, please enjoy this excerpt below:
When Natalie was ten, her family lived in a beautiful house outside the city. The neighboring house included two boys that she and her brother would play with. One boy, the taller of the two, had blue eyes like the ocean; the other boy, much shorter than the first, had green eyes the color of a lush green jungle, always wild with excitement. They would go on adventures together in the woods that lied behind their houses. Games such as Tarzan and Jane, pirates and natives, and Indiana Jones were games that they often played and each of the three boys would alternate between the good guys and the bad guys leaving her to always be the unwilling love interest. Natalie always wanted to be a part of the guys—it was no fun playing the damsel in distress. Every night, she and her brother, Drew, would be scolded for getting their clothes dirty with mud and dirt; they would have to wash their hair every night to get all the leaves and twigs out. When Natalie’s mother divorced her father, they moved from that beautiful house in the country full of adventure and moved into the suburbs surrounding the city where Natalie would never see those boys again—at least she thought. As she looked at Jared, those green eyes looked almost the same after so many years.
Finally! I’ve uploaded Flames of Ambition chapter 3, entitled “Stain.” (Link here) I had written the chapter months ago but realized that it needed some serious revision so I took to re-writting the chapter and editing the previous chapters to make everything fit together. The previous chapters’ edits are miniscule so the difference will barely be noticed save for some name changes (Mackie changed to Matthews and Costra changed to Garcia).
Like before I used music as inspiration and again, the inspiration comes from a Korean band, Urban Zakapa and their song “When Winter Comes.” I hope that everyone enjoys the third chapter and please offer any feedback possible or comments.
FOA Chapter 2: Cold has been posted over a week ago but a bug called “busy” has taken over my life right now. Hopefully I can crank out the next chapter faster than I cranked out this one.
Finally! I’ve finally finished taking the pictures for the second chapter of FOA and if I find time tomorrow, the chapter will be posted then.
The second chapter of Flames of Ambition is still a work in progress; as soon as I get the pictures done I’ll post the complete story. Until then, here is a little taste of what’s to come:
He sat there, wringing his hands constantly, waiting for someone to tell him anything. Everything was a blur. Everything felt so surreal—the ambulance pulling up as he did, both his brother and wife on stretchers covered in blood. His heart beat rhythmically with his breathing; his breath slipped out of his mouth in raged puffs. His normally crystalline green eyes looked glassy as tears collected on his eyelid while his eyelashes glistened from those tears that had already escaped. As he dipped his head in his hands a piece of his jet-black hair broke free from the carefully combed mop on his head and caressed his right hand.