silvereriena | Bloomerville Prosperity

Guess who got some free time during the holidays? FINALLY. I HAVE RISEN FROM ACADEMIA. So I decided to start a prosperity challenge. MAKES SENSE, RIGHT?

Long story short, I have pretty much had no free time for the past few months, and when I did, I spent it doing stuff that wasn't simming. But with the freedom of Christmascation, I wanted to try something new! I'll probably get around to finishing my legacy at some point, but I have always wanted to try a prosperity challenge. I also feel like there is less pressure to finish it than a legacy (though why am I putting pressure on myself with Sims in the first place?), or at least I feel like I can take my sweet-ass time with it. And so prosperity challenge + journal = Sim writing! I just like recording my own playing, essentially. Don't we all?

Anywho, let's get crackerjackin'.

Welcome to the tiny town of Bloomerville, a recently settled lush plot of tree-filled land waiting for brave pioneers to haul their wagons over to make their fortunes in the wild west. So far, the place boasts three, THREE families.
The whole point of this this fledgling residential suburban America-like landscape is for it to prosper and grow, folks. I'm surprised I rolled such a low number of families to begin with.

We are spending the first 3 days of this challenge in this lovely brick house. Could you imagine having this quaint and comfortable abode all to your own self?

This girl can! Meet Hazel Nuttall! I got a roll of only 1 for the first family, and so here she is, spreading sunshine and golden sparkles with her megawatt smile! :D *pinches cheeks*
No I am not in love already, I am not that weak I swear

*Clears the throatsies* Hazel is a gentle Cancer Knowledge Sim whose LTW is to become chief of staff. Bearded creative Sims are sure to turn her head, but she pinches her nose at lycanthropes. Now, seeing as she rolled a preference for the ladies, I can only assume she is into the bearded ladies. Sadly, I has not the custom facial hair for women.

How does a girl fresh out of medical school manage to afford a house of this loveliness and decent magnitude? My guess is uber-rich parents who ensure that student debts are a thing of the past and might possibly have had access to a certain cheat. >____> If it helps, she's only got about $13,000 left.

First lady of legal age to walk on the lot is the garden club lady! Whose... name... I will... uh... get to eventually. IT'S A DRAMATIC REVEAL FOR NEXT TIME. For now, she shall be known as Freckles.

Freckles and Hazel are brought together by the gravitational pull of my mouse.

All seems well at first...

Freckles: What? You have no money? WHAT AM I FLIRTING WITH YOU FOR THEN?

Hazel masks her hurt by pretending to be thoroughly unimpressed. She did make a D: face afterward though. *Squishes her to my face* BB nooo she's not worthy of youuuu

Hazel: Pffft... Who needs her anyw— WHOAH SMOKIN' GODDESS AHOY.

Looks like we have our first neighbourly visit! Can you tell I was having a lot of fun after my long simming hiatus just making very pretty ladies? xD

Eeheeheeee <3
This is Diana Capello, whom you will get to see more of in 2 updates when I get to Family #3. For now, I shall let Hazel resume her drooling.

Hazel only has eyes for the lovely Italian lady while the two teenage townies get shafted. And oh, are they pleased as peach pie about that prospect.

Diana: Why do you have the same hairstyle as my mamma? I DO NOT LIKE

And we're off to a great start!

Poor Hazel gives me huge eyes that could send Glen Keane into fits of ecstasy, and that was when I made a dramatic decision.

I got her a PUPPY. This is Chester the Irresistible. He is your new overlord. Psssst, bow down with bone treats to lay before his regal paws

Well, that seemed to perk her right up. Canine cuteness strikes again!

I sent Hazel on a trip to the pet store to buy a collar for that fateful day when puberty will hit Chester like a particularly emotional punch. While we're here, might as well check the ladyfolk! Man, this is looking like a legacy right now, innit?

Is she, now?

I concur. Chelsea is clearly above temperature! Too bad she scurried off the lot before Hazel had the chance to try her pickup line about having a sunburn. CURSES

And then Hazel ends the day sitting gloomily by herself in a romantically lit booth in the town's only Italian restaurant owned by the town's only Italian family. *Cue Charlie Brown music*

Actually no. CEASE THIS MELANCHOLIA AT ONCE. Let's check out who's currently hanging around in the restaurant, and pay special attention to those of the female persuasion.

There this redhead with a classically pretty face, who unfortunately was already on a date. Doesn't seem too keen on it, though. Did he belch in your face or something?

The waitresses are very cute as well, though I shall hold out in the hopes that there might be other tasty genetic morsels out there.

There's also this lady, but I'm not too keen on having two brunettes together. We all know that genetic diversity likes to give me wet willies in this game. Also, Hazel wasn't really feeling it.

Hazel: *Narrows eyes* I don't trust a girl who wears the same shirt as me.

As if she could psychically read the plight of our protagonist, the matchmaker shows up as soon as Hazel sets foot in her abode. TRULY, 'TIS FATE. *Makes it rain around magic lady*

Time to dump the remainder of her trust fund money into a potential life partner from the sky!

Huh. Whaddya know, it's the pretty redhead (aka Kristie) who was on a dinner date! She still doesn't seem too thrilled, but honhonhon, we're about to change all that. Lightning bolts, do your thang!

WOAH. WOHOHOAAAH. HAZEL. GIRL. Pacing, it is a good thing in the art of courtship! This isn't a Disney song, you can't fall in love in the space of 3 minutes! This is the Sims, it'll take at least 20!

Good, I'm glad to see you're enjoying some platonic bonding first. Sadly, there was no angry throwing because nobody in this hood has the loving aggression of the Picklesworths.

Kristie was very touched by that good old Simmerican pastime and seems open to a possible second date.

Very open in fact, and perhaps a touch hopeful as she leans in with all the anticipation of an eager Sim...

... And Hazel rewards her well. :)

It's Day 2 at the Nuttall house and look who had the good fortune of getting into the right career track! What heart-farting over the driver? I don't see any of that nonsense. *Whistle*

After a hard day's work (because being a paramedic can't be a simple walk to Twikii Island), Hazel is rewarded with a love-scented letter. Hopefully all thoughts of her driver co-worker have flown out of her head now.

Hazel: Eeeeeeeh, it's blowing kisses at me!

The town's only other restaurant is Le Crustacean Bleu, and by God do I want to eat on a patio like this someday. You know, once I don't have student loans and bills and hopefully a steady income in the possible future.

Hazel and Kristie get an outside table, through no manipulating of my own. The maitre d' just knew that the most romantic lighting was to be found pondside. :D

Kristie: Gosh, this lighting does make me look good!

Can't you hear the faint sound of Can You Feel The Love Tonight drifting between your eardrums?