Fanon:Charlene Titus (A.K.A: Char)

Fanon: Charlene Titus (A.k.a: Char)(Sims Bustin' Out version)

Biography: Even as she spent her days coloring and listening to music at the same time throughout childhood, Charlene's (or Char's) mother often nagged at her to get her head out of the clouds. Knowing it was her current hobby Char often ignored her and did as she pleased. Now grown up and Artistic as well as Charismatic and Muscular Char is one of the most popular and best women in the world of The Sims Bustin' Out, living it large.

Background Story: Part 1: Gangster Career

Not knowing what to do as an adult for her career Charlene's mother forced her to move out as something, but what her mother didn't really know is that she took a job as a Vandal in the Gangster career. Once moved out and living with her new roommate Dudley Landgraab Char found herself reading more mechanics than being creative. Her roommate wasn't much help to her, but he was polite and supportive after she did what he wanted her to do for him: clean his trailer. Each night she stayed the more she dreaded of getting out of there so she could move on. During one night as she was asleep something came to her and she randomly woke up and then complained like everyone else for no reason, made breakfast for her and Dudley, ate and then went on with what she needed to get by his place. It took some time and was worth missing work that day but she got it through and was ready to go then next day afternoon. But before she left she straightened the house, added an item he lost because of his dad, and as a result Dudley paid her a compliment just before she left. Deep inside she knew he loved her, but in reality to her life she knew she had to find another man. But where?

After moving on to Toane's Gym she found herself pumping more iron than reading mechanics at least. She then got to working with creativity after needing to purchase an easel for a start. Not only was working late fun but she accidentally stole her boss's limo the next promotion and became the eye of crime. "It's only a job." She told herself one night as she made dinner for her friends as they were pumping iron, as always. And yet she still managed to have fun throughout the tireless workouts and seldom studying of mechanics. The following night after she got promoted she went to a party Dudley was having as Max and Goldie had nagged her about. "This is a party? No way." She thought when she arrived. The place was silent as lights were on but by the looks no one was home until Dudley appeared from outback. As always he greeted her with "Dude". "Just in time I guess." She thought as she greeted him with a hug. "You're just in time for the party. We're gonna be the two most popular sims in town!" he said as he let go. "The most popular?" Char asked herself as she stepped back. Then it reeled through her mind like an endless song as it played over and over again. She did speak with the guests but not all of them were up to chatting because of stubbornness and lack of appetite. But she did become friends with a man who is to be two lots down from her current position on her career ladder: Chase Skurtz. As he admitted to being a hippie his expressive and social life made it even easier for her to talk to him and take the listing of people to four. Sadly, Chase was her only friend at that party, other than almost becoming friends with another man who's the next house up the ladder: Randy Hart. But hugging Chase goodbye Char left and made way to her next location after leaving both houses, Casa Caliente.

When she arrived at Casa the first thing she experienced was Malcolm's ignorant return.Yelling for him to stop stealing the Love equipment anger flared in her eyes as Malcolm had no idea he was stealing right in front of a Gangster. After he left her mere friend Randy and other "friend" Paisley Rainbow got into a startling panic. "They need it. That's what this place is for. But surely the bed will have to wait. I can get the tub back in no time." Char told herself as the residents invited her in. Once inside she upgraded the place and began to push herself at the weights until she was exhausted. Knowing becoming friends with these two love-birds was important, Charlene woke up the next morning and was friends with Randy in no time. But with her job in her hands she had not much time to talk to Paisley before her bus arrived. "This is only a matter of time." She told herself as she lifted. Getting what she needed in just the nick of time she quit and changed for work, bringing herself a promotion closer to becoming an Arsonist. Once she got back home the first thing she did was became friends with Paisley. She then told Charlene to visit Free Street where the "Freebies" are. "I figured Chase would do... but I guess not." Char thought as she got in her car (which is a Dude Buggy). Once she left all she could think of was which man was her true one. She then remembered Paisley telling her about a few bachelors at Free Street 3, whereas the boys at 2 had other things on their minds. When she arrived at the third house in Free Street she saw a couple long dark red-haired men with sports shades on while hanging outside talking with Free Street 2 men as they looked like fashion stars. She swore she heard the one man say something flirty. But getting out anyhow she met her true love's eyes as he walked out of his house with brilliant long black hair glittering in the setting sun. She was glad Paisley had sent her here. "I think I found my man here." She thought as she walked up to him. The man eyed eyes on her as a smile formed on his lips, bright green eyes dancing from behind sunglasses. He then greeted her and introduced himself to her. "Peter... Tutti?" Charlene asked herself. "But this is the Predator household." She thought as she talked with him. He then admitted to moving in with them. "Beautiful face." Char thought, wondering if he had plastic surgery to get his beautiful features. Is he one of them?- a fashion star? She was already in love with him by midnight while two of the three remaining Tutti brothers were hanging out. Charlene had kissed Peter goodbye and left, leaving him with a pounding heart and a strong prediction in his future. Char never felt so relieved. When she arrived Paisley was at her heels, hoping she found her soul mate. She stared into her eyes and smiled, Paisley giving her a hug. In the sim language she said, "I knew you could find the right one within a couple nights." Char believed her friend with every ounce, knowing sometime she and Peter were going to be married. As she lay in bed that night she couldn't keep her mind off of him. Especially the looks in his eyes. That perfect shade of green... the beauty of his long black hair and masculine details. She never pictured better, nor dreampt of anyone else. Not even Chase (until five in the morning). When she woke up at seven she got a move on with her workouts and then went to work, continuing the process until she had everything needed five days later. When she got promoted to Arsonist she didn't move to her next destination right off the bat; she instantly invited Peter over and she had the other two get dinner made as she prepped the house. Once he arrived, she instantly greeted him and invited him over for dinner. After they ate she gave him time to himself as she waited in the living room with smooth jazz playing, humming to herself. When he arrived in the living room about ten minutes later he joined her on the couch and the two began to watch TV, enjoying the evening. Char couldn't keep her enthusiasm down so after a few hours of watching TV she got up and began to interact with Peter, proving to him she loves him. Holding him in her arms she kissed him and said, "I've had a lovely night with you." Peter said, "So have I. Maybe tomorrow?" She shook her head and let go, getting down on one knee. "What are you doing?" Peter asked gently. She popped the question as she proposed with a ring she's held the entire time. Peter's eyes danced as he thought for several moments, imagining his future with her. Accepting the ring, Peter Tutti became Charlene Titus's husband just before midnight.

Arriving at Pixel Acres, home of her friend Chase and his friend Ying, Charlene was angered once again at Malcolm's return as her unemployed husband stood beside the mailbox, spooked and most likely annoyed at the same time. Charlene watched Malcolm steal the only actual entertainment the Hippies owned: spa, ping-pong table, and their tether ball. Using sign language as he left the property she growled as Chase begged for help. "I'm sure there's an easier way of how to help you with this one." she said to him as he invited them in. "But freedom is what we got by. Not by that degenerate." he said, still shaken. She hugged and consoled him, but Peter raised his eyebrows. He was just about to go off until his wife informed him that he's only a friend and she's only trying to help. He accepts and calms down, deciding he wants to talk to Chase. Char then began to help improve the place. It took time, space, and funds but the start of the new entertainment house was a life-saver to the peaceful property. "I love the set-up. It really goes with the forest." Ying thanked in the sim language as Char made dinner. "It's my pleasure. It's not much but over time I will come back and help improve this place and let others, including that stupid degenerate know what this place is all about." She said as she cooked. "But what do you think will help us free people and get Malcolm arrested without asking anyone?" Chase asked as he walked in the new entertainment house. "I think I know somebody who has it but I'm not sure. I'm not that far in my career yet." she sighed, serving. He sighed as Peter followed behind, drawn in from the scent of the casserole. Chase took a plate and said, "Whatever it takes, just take your time." She nodded and promised she'll do everything she can. As she went on with her job and working at the pace of getting what she needed for it the Hippies kept her spirit alive as Peter kept the area clean as he continues to be unemployed. But Ying still stayed at her heels. "Ying,-" she began one day as she had one last friend to get; she was exhausted from getting her last body skill and two extra friends. "I'm trying everything I can. You already got the new BroilBastard out front, but the easiest way of doing this is having something musical. Something full of spirit. Something full of-" Ying cut her off. "Something full of culture and freedom." she finished. "Yeah." Charlene agreed. "But first: you need to tell somebody Chase's secret. It's going to help. But who?" Ying said, suddenly head down for a moment. She then lifted it, wordless. "Take your time figuring that out." She said, walking over to one of the beds. She changed into her pj's and went to bed. She then woke up and yelled at one of the men for leaving the TV on. Peter was in the room painting at an easel in a corner, applying his last brush stroke. He sold the painting and walked over, shutting the TV off. Ying scowled at him anyhow as she went back to bed. He furrowed his eyebrows for a moment before returning to the easel. After her last friend was made Char went to bed as Chase was already in the one she chose, sleeping silently. She knew Peter wouldn't mind. The next day after she came home from work she got promoted and gave her friends a last minute item before leaving; tether ball. "Thanks for everything. Remember you're always welcome here." Chase said he hugged her goodbye when Peter was in another room. "Thanks, Man. I'll see you." She said, letting go. She then left, leaving to go to the home of the degenerate sim everyone hates: Malcolm Landgraab.

When she arrived her mother appeared and yelled, giving Malcolm sign language. Malcolm stood there, appearing to not hear anything. She ran up to him and sissy-fought him, scaring him off. He vowed revenge at the same time. Charlene's mother chased him off, leaving the mansion to her daughter and son-in-law. "We're here. Let's make ourselves at home." Char thought, walking to the BACKSIDE of the mansion. She then went bed, not caring about whether or not Malcolm slept in it or not. Peter went to water the palm plants, followed by a dip in the pool before doing things else. Around seven in the morning Charlene did a quick upgrade on the place and putting up fencing around the Simoleon Temple out front to protect it before taking the remaining hour of being home to work on creativity for awhile before leaving for work. And yet, bragging to and showing up for her boss is the only thing she did every day until she and Peter had their first child: a girl named Scott. "Yet you're promotion-ready tomorrow." He said as he was feeding his new daughter. "Yep. All those body and creativity skills are completed." She agreed, watching. "Go lie down. I'll watch her." she offered as soon as her new daughter was placed back in the cradle. "Alright." Peter said, going for the couch. He arrived to it and lied down, going to sleep. He eventually woke up and complained because of the TV, as always. He turned it off and then went back to sleep. Char sighed with a smile and went to the nearest chess set near her daughter's cradle, building the low skills. When exhaustion creeped over her she quit at four logic skills and she and Peter traded places; the baby was awake. Peter went to her aid as her mother went to sleep on the couch while in the arms of her father. Char could hear her husband singing to their daughter. After he was done a short time later she heard him sit at the chess set and play at it as his wife and baby slept. The night was peaceful as it persued on, nothing being heard but the waves outback along the beach. It was around seven when Char woke up. Breakfast was already made and her husband had already ate so he could aid his daughter in less time. She didn't mind it one bit; it was a goal and parenthood was a hassle every six to seven hours. After she ate and left for work Peter aided his daugher and cleaned up breakfast after deciding to eat again. He then watered the palm plants before going to play chess. He quit an hour before Char returned home from work. When she did and walked in through the front doors to make something her daughter began to cry and she went to her instead as Peter was on his way. "I'll just make dinner while you're taking care of her." he offered, going to the kitchen. She nodded as she was feeding her. After both was taken care of Char and Peter ate, cleaned up, and went on with the evening. Char went to play chess as he husband decided he wanted to call it a night; he finally went to bed. Char got two more skill points, taking her to six by three in the morning. She then quit and aided her daughter before going to bed. Peter woke up two hours later. After early morning chores were done and breakfast was made, Char woke up and joined her husband for breakfast before leaving for work. A few days later her baby was at last a child and Scott spent the rest of the day studying for school before leaving for Prep School. Her parents never seemed so proud. Afterwards when Charlene arrived home from work she switched to the Jock career and left the mansion.

Background Story: Part 2: Jock Career

When she moved back to Dudley's Trailer the guests from the party long ago was still there. "Okay. That's odd." Char said to Peter as he stood there, listening to coyotes. "Dude, you're back!" Dudley called as guests hung around. "Yeah." Char thought as she went inside the trailer. "S'up." Peter called in the sim language as he walked in.The party guests greeted him with loud call-outs as they were playing on the Hellagrapghix console. Char went and made dinner to keep them there. Some were pulling fingers to keep the party alive, but Dudley wanted to put an end to it. But he lost. Once dinner was served everyone began to eat Char's better cooking before fighting over the restroom. Char and Peter decided they could manage. "I'll just play chess." Peter told Char as she waited. "Same here." She agreed, joining him. As they played their game the other guests were making a fuss in Dudley's bathroom. One accidentally made a mess, causing him to leave at last. "Get a shower!" Dudley hollered as he walked to his outdoor patio. The sim didn't reply. But the others were. "Maybe he should have had two bathrooms." Peter said, taking his turn. "Yeah, really." Char agreed, watching his move. She made hers and beat him, laughing like a witch. Peter made a wince-like noise. But they started another round until the guests had at left four hours later. "Finally." Dudley said as he went for the boombox in the kitchen. "As usual." agreed the husband and wife. Once that game was done they decided to take turns until they were finished. Of course Dudley threw a fit each time he got walked in on.

(evolve)