The Hawke Legacy - Gen 1.0
Warning: The following Legacy may cause bloating, headaches, and spontaneous combustion
Let's go back a couple months.
Oh wait... Too far. We don't want that incident.
No, not that one either.
Go to forward one week.
There we go!
This is (was?) Dormtowm.
A small city that fell at the hands of a crazed alchemist.
Ok, ok. Not crazed. She's pretty normal.
And she's not really an alchemist.
But it was a bad mixture that started the fire that enveloped the city.
That brings up to present day.
After fleeing Dormtown, in fear of pitchforks and torches (and there was enough burning wood around to assist this), with little more than her cat, Cid, and enough money to buy a plot of land in Isla Paradiso.
Mirian: Don't worry, Cid, we'll be fine here. I know it!
Cid: I'm not worried. you're the one who burned down half a town and fled to another country.
Hawke managed to have just enough money to get some essentials until she found a job.
Pretty sure what's left of the bathroom was there before she moved in and blew down in a hurricane.
Cabbie: Where to?
Hawke: Downtown, please.
Cabbie: You're new here, right?
Hawke: Yeah. First day in town.
Cabbie: Where are you from?
Hawke: Erm... Dormtown.
Cabbie: Hooo shit! Really? I heard on the news that there was some insane chemical fire there. Terrorists or something.
Hawke: Uh. Yeah. Something.
Cabbie: I take it your home was one of the hundreds burned down?
Hawke: I'll just get out here.
Here was the local bookstore, where Hawke managed to get a part-time job.
Better than nothing until she can get back on her feet.
Across from her work was the town's central park.
Not having to work until tomorrow meant Hawke could finally relax & explore the new town.
Stopping to smell the flower paid off.
Ok, her allergies kicked in.
More importantly, she found some rare flowers that sold to a nearby shop for $600.
Back at home...
Cid: I hear your infernal racket! As soon as I figure out how to break you open, I swear I'll toss that bell into the ocean & feed it to the Old Ones!
Flower gathering done, Hawke rushed off to were anyone on an island paradise would want to be.
The beach.
An afternoon soaking up the sun is just the break needed when you've spent the last week running from your home town
Having a water balloon fight with some stranger's kid, on the other hand, is more creepy than relaxing imo
Hawke: I cannot properly express how much I need to get real food.
Night falls, and Hawke falls asleep under the stars, wondering if anyone else started with as little as she did, and what could have become of them.
I didn't have the heart to tell her most Sims end up being left in a pool without a ladder so they drown.
Dawn breaks.
Cid: Really, servant. That dinner last night? Am I going to have to do everything around here?
Cid: Why hello, rodent. I see you're up early as well
Cid: Your cholesterol level is more than I prefer, rodent, but you'l do. At least you'll be better than those... Marshed Mallowes.
This is the face of Death to anything small that scurries.
Fear the Cat!
Hawke: Oh, gods, I think I slept on a rock last night. And what's that squeaking noise?
Sore & hungry, Hawke headed into town to look into getting a cheap meal.
It turned out, the summer festival had started in the central park.
The hotdog eating contest provided a good opportunity for Hawke to gorge eat moderatly
Hawke: Free food and free snowcones? This place truly is paradise!
Cid: We're moving.
Hawke: Stop complaining, Cid. If you didn't spend so much time roaming you wouldn't be like this.
Cid: Fleas, Servant! This place has fleas!
Cid: Oh, come on, Servant. A blow dryer? You know that will dry out my fur, right.
Hawke: I swear I have never met a cat that complains as much as you do.
Cid: Probably because they had different servants.
Hawke managed to get in a bit of time to start fishing.
Dinner is so much better when not from a package.
Added bonus: Fire
Moment of peace.
Hawke: *Urk* What is that?!
Cid: Rodent. Since the Servant had fish last night, but did not offer any, I decided you needed to learn about sharing.
Money was starting to come in better now.
The part-time job allowed for Hawke to roam the town looking for things she could collect and sell.
The time also allowed for a lot of time to relax.
Though in this case, it was celebrating having saved enough up for some walls, and to put a roof over her (and Cid's) head.
Hawke: Isn't this much better, Cid?
Cid: If you get tetanus from that tub, you will just have yourself to blame.
Hawke: We have no where to go but up! We're already making progress!
Cid: And soon there will be two beds, instead of just the one. I hope it's not that far off. I cannot say I want you sleeping on the floor that long.
Cid quickly fell asleep, dreaming fish dreams.
Hawke tried moving him, but have you ever tried picking up a sleeping cat?
She ended up sleeping on the floor in the sleeping bag again.
End of Update.
Thanks for reading!
Next update: Hawke meets a guy, and starts on her career as an alchemist!