Fanon:Survival Island
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Notice: This fanon is one where anyone can create a chapter with Blue12porcupine's permission! |
This is currently where discussion of the budding fanon takes place. Once the ideas are fully formed, it will become a story.
Contestants
Writers so far: Blue12porcupine, Spell-Caster Jr and Hurshbr (contactBlue12porcupine if you want to join).
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Prolouge
There once was a land not ruled by the Watcher, not observed by the Watcher, not controlled by the Watcher: Simnation. Simnation was a pleasant country with only simple disputes. Until Alexander Goth came from his future to conquer the past.
Alexander Goth sought to ruin the childhood of his mother the way she ruined his by leaving with alien creatures. He took his electronic weapons and came to her quiet past, quickly taking over and calling himself "the Watcher" after a medieval god who saw all and controlled all. He made his kind, gentle mother suffer by punishing everyone. He would invite four teenagers on a luxury cruise. Many would not return, and their plight would be watched by all who were to old to be on the ship. Only the strong, the smart, the quick would survive.
Welcome to the Goth Battles.
Chapter 1: Old friendships
Alexander sat in his red velvet chair. The room was massive covered with bookshelfs, there was a fireplace at one end of the room and at the other was his oak desk. The fire crackled like normal, sometimes he could see Bella, his mother, in the fire. But he just believed it to be his mind playing tricks. The carpet was Persian and made of fine silks. There was a chandler on the ceiling. Everything was placed perfectly. On his desk he had picture of his wife and son and some paperwork.
Looking through the security camera monitors, all was peaceful. No rebellions and no trouble. Just the way he liked it. He looked at his desk: only paperwork. He tapped his finger frustratedly on the table. He had everything any sim could have, yet he wasn't satisfied. He had a wife, a heir and was ruler of the past. He kept hearing his mother voice echoing through his head and in the fire, was it right to take over the past, was it right to blame his mother for the disappearance. Yes it was, how could she leave him at his hour of need, she looked after Casssandra. Why not him. He sealed an oath that his wife would always be at her son's side and he made sure of that.
He heard footsteps coming and the door creaked open. A pale, fragile boy ermerged from outside the room.
"Father?" he asked.
"Yes Alexander," Alexander the First replied.
"Can I have a friend?"
"Why do you need a friend, dear child, when you have everything a child could want?"
"Its just... father..."
"What, son?"
"I'm lonely, couldn't I just have a nanny?"
"I give you everything you want, yet you demand more!"
"Sorry father. You were right, you're always right."
"It's ok, Alexander, all of us make mistakes. I see you want a nanny; I will find one,"
"Thank you father, you are grateful and kind."
Alexander was pondering was he too harsh on the boy? He had a friend when he was young. She was always kind to him and always understood him as a child and his loss of his mother. They had dated each other as teenagers and even shared thir first kiss, but Mortimer was getting older and older by the day. One day was alive and the next he was gone. Alexander was so sad when Mortimer died and he asked her to a movie, she said she was busy. Later that day he saw at cinema kissing another boy. Alexander was furious and murdered her in cold blood. He didn't want his son to suffer as well, but he could also see how lonely he was. A nanny would suit him give him, but whom to choose?
Chapter Two: The Calling
But there were other matters. Fifty-two letters all had to be signed by Sovereign Alexander I, amongst the paperwork. Alexander picked up one and began his signature.
"Bob, mail for you!" Mags Newbie called to her son. Bob nearly jumped. He'd just been think about the horrible Goth Battles, which were soon to be televised again, and here was his mother saying she had a letter for him. What if it was summons to be a fighter in those awful Battles? Alexander was insane, sending teenagers to an island to fight for food and life. How would that help his reign? Betty Simovitch, Bob's girlfriend, took the letter from Mags and set it on the table. "Looks fancy," she commented. The script on the envelope was elegant, and with horror he saw that it was from Sovereign Alexander himself. "Oh, and Betty?" Mags said, coming back into the room with another letter. "There's something for you, too. Your mother just gave it to me." Shaking, Bob saw the same sender name on Betty's envelope. She opened it, not thinking of what it might be, and gave a happy shout of surprise. "Hey! It's an invitation for a cruise!" Bob opened his more boldly to discover the same thing.
In two other homes in Riverview, two other teenagers recieved cruise invitations. Barnacle Bay, Hidden Springs, Lunar Lakes, in all four teenagers were invited. Sunlit Tides; Monte Vista; Aurora Skies; Sunset Valley; Twinbrook; Bridgeport; Appaloosa Plains; and Moonlight Falls. Fifty-two teenage people, each group of four, would all be boarding a luxury cruise the next morning.
Trivia
- Only Blue12porcupine, Spell-Caster jr and Hurshbr can edit this so far.
- Anyone can suggest ideas, if you have an idea add it in the comments below.
- Kaitlen Ashenburg is the only Fanon sim and you can find her on the exchange here.
- We currently need a person who owns The Sims 3 to take pictures. Hurshbr will do it if no one else will. Candidates must be willing to download violent and bloody mods.
- It is based on Hunger games