How This Works
This is an interactive story, sort of a Sims 3 text based RPG. You can comment with commands for the main character and I will incorporate the commands into the next update. You have some freedom and they don’t have to always be actions that are available in the game, but I’d like to keep a Sims 3 feel.
There’s a link to the thread that I totally ripped this idea from in this post, if you want to see an example.
And yes, it’s set in Sunset Valley. I considered Riverview for something different, but the blog is still named In the Valley of the Sun after all. 😉
You are a Sim. Your name, unfortunately, is Gunky GilsCarbo. You could really go the rest of your life without ever hearing that other name again. That other GilsCarbo. Oh, how you hate him.
You recently broke up with Girlfriend #5. Woot, halfway to your lifetime wish! You threw a party on the beach last night to celebrate, hoping to find #6. The last thing you remember is Xander Clavell asking if you were related to that other GilsCarbo. You punched him, he punched you, and then you woke up on the beach.
You wouldn’t have thought Xander could hit that hard.
You just started a job as a Coffee Courier at Doo Peas Corporate Towers. You suddenly realize that you are late for work, and you’ve heard that Iliana, your new boss, gets really cranky if she doesn’t have her morning coffee.
You also realize that you have, like, a ton of sand in your clothes. Which, actually…they don’t appear to be your clothes. They’re too clean, for one thing. Well, except for the sand, which is getting really itchy. And although you would certainly wear socks with sandals if you felt the occasion called for it, you would never ever wear plaid shorts. NEVER.
That other GilsCarbo wore plaid shorts.
You shudder. You would punch Xander again if he was here, but…he’s not. No one is. The beach is empty and silent. There’s not even any seagulls. The only sound you hear is the gentle lapping of the waves.
To the west is your house, 72 Water Lily Lane. To the southwest is Doo Peas.
The black long sleeved shirt that isn’t yours is getting rather hot.