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british-literature-legacy · 2 years

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The Sims 4: Survey of British Literature Legacy Challenge

Generation 1: Beowulf

Bodybuilder Aspiration

Military Career – Officer Branch

Traits: Active, Bro, Loves the Outdoors

You are Beowulf, hero and future king of the Geats. You pride yourself in your strength and valor in combat. Your fellow Bro friends regularly call upon you to join them at the gym – and often at the karaoke bar, where the sounds of your merrymaking anger your nemesis, Grendel.

Neighborhood brawl is your favorite holiday. You always participate in it and must fight people until you win at least one brawl.

You answer when your friends come calling. Any time someone asks you to join them (at a bar, gym, festival, etc.), you must say yes unless you are at work or about to go to work. When you’re at the bar with others, you always order a round of Barley Bales for your group.

Max the singing skill. While singing karaoke, make an enemy. If/when that enemy dies, you must make one of their family members your new enemy.

In your youth/young adult days, you gained a lot of your athletic skill from swimming. So, you must always have a pool of at least 1x1 tiles on your lot, no matter how little money you have.

As you progress through the military career, prominently display your military medals in your home.

Generation 2: The Nun’s Priest’s Tale from Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales

Country Caretaker Aspiration

Self-Employed as a Farmer

Traits: Self-absorbed, Animal Enthusiast, Slob

Lot trait: Simple Living

You are Chaunticleer the rooster. (Well, kind of.) A large portion of this generation is a legacy challenge with your chickens—see below. They are your primary source of income. You may also build/make/sell things for extra money, but no one in your household may have a traditional a career.

You must begin this generation with one rooster named Chaunticleer and one hen named Pertelote. Think of this requirement as a legacy challenge of the chickens’ descendants. Your goal is to always have at least one “heir” chicken that descended from the original pair.

>> If chicken incest bothers you, you may manage your coop so that you replace elder chickens with a new unrelated mate for your heir-chicken, as needed.

>> If chicken incest doesn’t upset you, you may complete this requirement simply by having your chickens maintain their numbers without ever purchasing new chickens.

Win at least one chicken and/or egg contest at the Finchwick Fair.

Befriend any foxes that frequent your lot. Rabbits are cool, but what does the fox say?

Flirt with potential suitors constantly. You must have at least six significant others before you marry or settle down with your life partner.

Generation 3: Sir Gawain and the Green Knight

Motivations: Mansion Baron Aspiration

Athletic Career -- Either Track

Traits: Ambitious, Self-Assured, Unflirty

You are Sir Gawain, the youngest and most honorable of King Arthur’s knights. You live your life in search of the Green Chapel, the glorious mansion where your fate awaits you. Married sims find you extremely attractive, but you steadfastly reject their advances.

Become BFFs with someone who is married. That sim’s spouse is romantically interested in you (you can cheat for this, or just flirt with them a bit initially), but whenever they ask you out or come on to you, you refuse.

Surround yourself with situations that run the risk of death. For example, keep a cow plant, piranha pond, exploding toilet, fireplace with furniture next to it, etc., on your lot.

Cheat death at least once (i.e., die and be saved). You may want to give yourself a spouse or household member with high charisma skill so that they can successfully plead; otherwise, you may choose to have a household member resurrect you, and/or add your ghost back into the household.

Green is your favorite color, and you will always live in a green-colored house. (Yes, I know the knight is the one who is *actually* green, but I thought this would be a fun addition.) Ultimately, your green house will complete the mansion baron aspiration.

If you have Realm of Magic, befriend one of the three sages to represent Morgan Le Fay.

Generation 4: Shakespeare’s Romeo & Juliet

Motivations: Soulmate Aspiration

Critic Career -- Food Critic Branch

Traits: High-maintenance, Jealous, Romantic

You are Romeo/Juliet. In this interpretation of the story, you meet someone in high school who will change your life forever. At first, you dislike this sim, but the relationship quickly turns into passionate love instead. Luckily, a little birdie from the future warned you not to drink any poison, which inspires you to join the Food Critic career. (Because the legacy couldn’t continue if you died at age 13.)

Meet your future spouse in high school. At first you dislike each other (you do not have to go all the way to enemies; the dislike can be minor), but then almost immediately turn that dislike into love. You must get married the day that you age up from teen to young adult.

For some inexplicable reason, you are enamored with the theatre. At home, in secret, you max the acting skill even though you never actually participate in acting/drama/etc.

Because you fear accidentally ingesting poison, you feel the need to make your own beverages. One of your hobbies is making fizzy juice in your backyard. For added challenge, make the juice from plants you grow yourself. (If you don’t have Eco Lifestyle, you may choose a different food or drink related hobby.)

You and your spouse are madly in love. Throughout the course of your marriage, your goal is to woohoo in every available woohoo spot that you have installed in your game.

>> Locations include: Observatory, sauna, hot tub, bed, tent, shower, waterfall, closet, pile of leaves, sleeping pod (Get Famous), coffin, party bush, Brindleton Bay Lighthouse, rocket ship, money vault (Get Famous), dumpster, hot spring, ice cave (Snowy Escape).

Generation 5: Milton’s Paradise Lost

Leader of the Pack Aspiration

Secret Agent Career -- Villain Branch

Traits: Evil, Outgoing, Insider

You are Lucifer-turned-Satan. Everyone sees you as evil, but in reality, you’re just slightly mischievous and very misunderstood. As a teen, you fall out of favor with your parents and are left alone in the world. In response, you find yourself constantly seeking belonging as leader of a notorious club.

Style yourself (clothing, house/décor, etc.), however you’d like to interpret Satan and/or Lucifer. Interpretations include Goth and/or punk, extremely beautiful, angelic, and/or sexy, or a good old-fashioned lots-of-the-color-red and/or hair/hat styles that resemble horns.

Move out of your family’s home as a teen. You may take money from your parents to build your own house, but after the house is set up, you must earn money to pay the bills yourself.

Create your own club and earn the “notorious club” trait. Club activities may be whatever you wish, but your goal is to recruit as many people as you can to join this club. Try to recruit friends of your parents into your club (just to make them mad).

Win a voodoo doll from the humor & hijinks festival, and use it at least once a week.

Any time you are socializing and scroll past the option to “dare someone to streak,” you must do it. For added challenge, you may add other mischief interactions to this list.

Generation 6: Swift’s Gulliver’s Travels

Archaeology Scholar Aspiration

Political Career – Politician Branch

Traits: Child of the Ocean, Kleptomaniac, Snob

You are Lemuel Gulliver, an adventurer and accidental diplomat who just won’t stop going on adventures (no matter how poorly they end). You build your life learning about other cultures and sharing your own, but deep down, part of your heart will always belong to the sea.

Live in Sulani, where you participate in island living activities: swimming, boating, playing with dolphins and/or mermaids, sun-tanning, drinking kava, etc.

Your primary goal is to complete the Archaeology Scholar aspiration. Use the Politician career to make money, but don’t prioritize reaching the top of that career.

To represent your voyage to Lilliput, you must have triplet toddlers at some point in your life. (You can cheat for this, adopt, or just add them to your household in CAS.) To escape from Lilliput scot-free, all three of the toddlers must reach level 3 in all of their skills.

To represent your voyage to Brobdingnag, you must adopt a very large dog at some point in your life. The dog must have at least two negative/difficult traits.

After accomplishing the archaeology scholar aspiration, you become a recluse. Retire and/or quit your job, and change your lot trait to “private dwelling.”

Generation 7: Lord Byron’s Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage

Writer Career -- Author Branch

Serial Romantic Aspiration

Traits: Romantic, Noncommittal, Vegetarian

You are Lord Byron—mad, bad, and dangerous to know. Although the rest of our generations are inspired by fictional plots, you live life according to Byron’s semi-autobiographical poem. You are a creative visionary, but also an unapologetic disaster bisexual who gets into trouble a bit too often.

Reach the top of the writer career, with a preference of working from home. As a writer, attain and maintain at least 3 stars of fame if you have Get Famous.

>> Earn enough reward points to purchase the Creative Visionary trait

You are a vegetarian who takes their health very seriously. Eat primarily garden salads and harvestables in order to attain the “health nut” lifestyle as soon as possible.

Live in a home that is inspired by nineteenth-century décor. If you have the Vampires pack or Décor to the Max kit, try to use those items, especially ones you don’t normally put in your builds.

Have at least 3 children with 3 different sims. All of your partners adore you—and yet, you have no interest in a serious commitment to any of them.

Either never get married, or if you do, continue cheating with many partners of many genders. Earning the player trait through your aspiration will help with this.

Generation 8: Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein

Motivations: Nerd Brain Aspiration

Engineering Career -- Mechanical Branch

Traits: Genius, Paranoid, Loner

Lot trait: Science Lair

You are Victor Frankenstein, the scientist in Mary Shelley’s novel. Many people think you’re a doctor, but you didn’t even make it through undergrad. You are so obsessed with discovering the secrets of “life itself” that all you can think about is building your Servo… until things go horribly wrong.

Meet your sole romantic partner in childhood, and remain close friends with them throughout your life. You may never live with your partner (see below), though you may have children and raise them in your own household.

Excel in high school and earn multiple scholarships to start college (attempting a robotics degree) but drop out after completing your first semester in order to build your own Servo at home.

Get engaged only to have your spouse tragically die during or immediately after your wedding—you may use a cheat for this. You will want to have children/potential new heirs before the wedding in order to make this work.

After your spouse’s tragic death, you must decide (or flip a coin): Does your Servo join your household and become your only friend, or will you blame them for your partner’s death and scorn your own creation? (Or, I mean, I guess you could freeze to death and move on to the next generation if you prefer.)

Generation 9: Charlotte Bronte’s Jane Eyre

Master Mixologist Aspiration

Unemployed/Mixologist Career

Traits: Child of the Islands, Family Oriented, Erratic

You are Bertha Mason. (You thought I was going to say Jane Eyre, didn’t you?) You thought your spouse was great when they swept you off your feet, but it turns out this person only married you for your money. Now, you find yourself locked in the attic, plotting your escape.

Begin your young adult life in Sulani, working as a successful mixologist. You are happy on the islands where you feel at home, though you may not get married or have children at this time. Instead, you must move on to the next step before reaching the Adult life stage.

When a mysterious stranger comes around, AND/OR if the game gives you the “married for money” prompt, you get married in a rushed, whirlwind romance.

You must move away from Sulani and quit your job in order to live with your spouse, which makes you sad. In response to your sadness, your spouse locks you in their attic.

You may not leave the attic (use door locks to do this), though your spouse is allowed to come in and out. You may put appliances, a bar, etc., in the attic, but your room is not allowed to exceed a 5x5 square for living space, plus an attached 2x3 bathroom. Whenever your spouse enters your room, be mean to them and/or fight with them.

>> You have two options to escape the attic: 1) If your spouse dies on their own without cheats; 2) If at least one full room of the house catches on fire. You may build fire hazards into the home in order to accomplish this. If your home catches fire but a sim puts out the fire before it grows very big, you have not yet accomplished your task.

>> You may live your life however you wish after your escape, including a divorce if your spouse has not yet died. (Let’s give her a happy ending, OK?)

10. Virginia Woolf’s Orlando

Renaissance Sim Aspiration

3 different careers culminating in Style Influencer

Traits: Gloomy, Foodie, Art Lover

You are Orlando, the titular character of literature’s queerest time travel story. You have aristocratic tastes and enjoy relaxation, fine food and the arts, and being pampered. Each new week of your life is more and more different from the one before.

Every Sunday, start the new week by changing your clothing. (At least change whichever outfit you will wear the most that week. This is usually the “everyday” category.) Swap between masculine, feminine, and/or combinations of both freely. Gender is a social construct.

When you swap your outfits, also change at least one “like” from each of the like/dislike categories. Then, change your décor and hobbies for that week accordingly.

In this challenge, you are happily polyamorous; you can cheat to add the Player trait if you like. When you choose to settle down, both your spouse and your significant other live with you.

When you get to set trends as a Style Influencer, select historical/period pieces. The costumes from Get Famous are especially encouraged.

Frequent the spa if you have Spa Day; and/or dine at experimental restaurants and/or the hottest spot in town; and/or take at least one expensive vacation per life stage.

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iburntthebluecurtain · 1 year

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TW: so much gross shit, throw up if you must

“Today for class we’re going to be reading Paradise Lost.”

I can hear the wheels of my mind spinning with such violence the axels threaten to fall off. My brain is a well-cooked broth. Bubbles form and pop. My skull cracks and withers away like ancient ivory. My scalp shrinks and wrinkles. My hair falls out in clumpy chocolate-colored clumps, decorated with dandruff. My muscles age like raisins. My fat depositories transform into a rancid, viscous juice. The epidermis of my skin rots, and hosts an ecosystem of mold and brightly neon fungi. My tongue swells with blood until it explodes. My teeth yellow and become terrifyingly disfigured. My gums eat them, infected with gingivitis.

My throat closes, for with each word, a noose tightens around my neck, bruising it. My skeleton turns to dust. I dehydrate everywhere. My eyes turn to a gummy mush and sink into my sockets. My ears shoot out my wax as they curl up. The same happens to my nose with its snot. My nipples elongate. Heart attacks and charcoal-dusted lungs plague my chest. They disintegrate into necrotic matter. This spreads to all organs. Despite this, cancer of all varieties and stages form in the mangled mess of a body and reproduce like sea monkeys.

My belly button, that primordial mouth, expands and becomes a black hole. My ass droops. It shits solidly no more. Instead, a river of diarrhea and musk runs through my rectal forest. My dick cannibalizes my foreskin before collapsing in on itself. My balls explode painlessly and simultaneously, excruciatingly. Is this Hell? Have I landed in the cornea of Satan himself? The answers to these questions lose meaning as I piss myself endlessly. I become seedless. My femur vanishes, leaving my body to crumble like a vortex succumbing to Hawking radiation.

My pubic hairs become unrulier still. My toes curl, snacking on their own jam. All nails fall off. The soles of my feet form a crust.

Milton’s poetry still lays before me. The worksheet’s questions remain unanswered. Nobody notices. Life goes on in Advanced Placement Literature.

Would God be happy with me for writing this? Is this torture a continuation of the many punishments of Adam and Eve? Will I, too, receive my period? I have too much to do for all that. I must continue on like Orwell’s Boxer. All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy, because a sharp weapon would be too dangerous here. A dull place this is, indeed. To be shackled by merciless power unlike those of earthly origin. Everything fades to a blur.

Lifetimes pass and yet God does not smile upon my creations. They are ugly and unloved by anyone, even their inventor. Nothing remains except ennui and ruins, desolation and peace, death and patience.

I remain unhappily here. My mind refuses to read the Biblical retelling any longer. I am immobilized. But I must continue, somehow. I reenter the cycle, reading the words while the wheels in my head pick up speed. I am slowly, but surely, being executed.

#shitty writing #meme #AP #literature #poetry #the Bible #high school #gross fiction #madness #writers of tumblr #tumblr diary #this is a true story btw #tall tales #john milton #paradise lost #I had to read this for Frankenstein unit #Mary Shelley is infinitely better #dry

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duranduratulsa · 7 months

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fairytalemovies · 1 year

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#pohádka o honzíkovi a mařence #the tale of john and mary

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aziraphale-is-a-cat · 7 months

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DPxDC Warlock Batfamily

They're not warlocks in the traditional sense, no fancy spell work or obvious theming. In fact, most anyone less magically attune than John would just assume they were metas like anyone else on the team, but they weren't.

It took a while to notice, just passing off the magical fluctuations around them as the ebb and flow of the natural world, or maybe some residual curse vibes from Gotham (ew). But it was too consistent. When Batman slipped into the shadows it pulsed, and when Oracle seized control of nearby computers it surged. When Nightwing took his inhuman leaps into the air simply trusting that he would reach his lading point it soared and when that nightmare of a Robin brought a room to darkness it rested like a heavy weight on his shoulders.

They weren't individual users, their eclectically cohesive group structure was too uniform for that; but they weren't some family of sorcerers either, being quite obviously unrelated by blood save for a few. The most likely answer was that they were all warlocks in service to some common diety, taking on aspects of its power to enforce it's will upon the mortal world- and John really hoped it was a helpful entity, because they were in deep shit.

Peeling the partially liquefied tentacle off from across his chest, Constantine sat up and brought his hand up to cup his bruised face. He prayed to whatever was least likely to hold a grudge that their little hail Mary there had bought them enough time to perform a summoning.

"Hey Bat, get your patron on the phone, this is getting fucking Eldritch."

"What the hell are you talking about," Hal Jordan pushed himself out of the rubble with a massive green fist construct. "Bats isn't a magic user."

"Hm." Batman grunted as he picked bone shards out of his gauntlets. "I'll need to get something for the ritual."

Everyone present sat up to look at him like he'd grown another head, except Superman and Wonder Woman who seemed a little excited.

"I'm sorry, you're a magician?" The Flash pipes up from behind the ruins of an old altar, only to receive a level glare from his black clad coworker.

"Warlock."

"Oh."

Constantine grabbed onto some chains hanging from the precariously damaged ceiling, rising to his feet. "We don't have much time; that thing's off licking its wounds in space or something, but it'll be back. You go off and collect whatever artefact you have from wherever you hid it and I'll start drawing the circle, where are we pulling your Patron from?"

Batman nodded in agreement. "The Infinite Realms."

"Fucking Hell."

The Watch Tower was crowded when Batman returned flanked by two other members for his little hero coven, carrying a small case decorated with constellations and nebulae.

Wonder Woman stepped up to look at the container, obviously curious, but not touching it.

"It will be wonderful to see him again, Batman. After this is dealt with I hope to hear the tales of my sisters from beyond."

"He'll definitely be happy to chat after we're done," Nightwing commented. "I hear he's been training with Pandora."

Red Robin nodded to that, an exasperated look on his face as he likely anticipated a long and drawn out conversation about different kinds of swords. Amazons liked their blades.

John gave that idea some concideration, Amazonian ghosts probably get up to some killer fights without having to worry about, ya know, death. He called out to the Dark Knight, "I've got the circle done, now we just need your call."

The three of them walk over to the summoning circle unceremoniously carved into the watch tower floor, Batman narrowing his eyes at the damaged paneling but saying nothing otherwise. The Dark Knight opens the case in his hands and pulls out what appears to be a small model space station.

The Coven spread themselves evenly around the circumference of the circle and Batman begins the ritual. "Salve patrōnem, egō stellam vocō." He throws the model space station into the circle where it appeared to float as the symbols in the ground lit up.

Slowly, a figure formed in the center, first as hands holding the model and spreading out over its arms and to its body in the shape of a young boy. He seemed to be wearing a black rubber hazmat suit with white accents and green lichtenberg figures crawling up his left arm. White hair appeared and with it piercing green eyes that seemed to be fixed on the toy in his hands. A cape flowed out behind him less like fabric and more like the endless void of space littered with stars and a cold weight settled on the room.

"Damn B, y'all really fucked up the floor this time."

Red Robin snorted, "Nice to see you too, Danny."