This is a fantasy themed story that takes place where all sorts of fantastic and legendary FaireSims (Sims based off of mythical and legendary beings) live in a world veiled from the rest of the Simverse. It follows the Frost Family who is tasked with ruling the Enchanted Kingdom and all who live there.
As the title says this a Rainbowcy and it will follow the typical pattern of a neutral colored founder with each generation marrying a different color. Where my Rainbowcy will be different is that I’m turning over the fate of my sims to my readers.
That’s Right please participate because you will not only be choosing each generation’s heir but shaping thier lives and the course of the story!
Like many Rainbowcy each generation will have several character’s that are prospective heirs of the Frost Family and you will be asked to choose which one becomes the next Heir of the Frost Family. This will happen at the half-way point of that generation (The 4th or 5th episode).
Where mine is different there will be parallel subplot, in addition to the main story, with the goings-on surrounding the prospective heirs. At the end of each episode there will be a situation where one of the prospective heirs will have to make a decision and you, the reader, will be presented with 3 choices of actions the heir could take. Post your choice of which option you’d like to see. The choice with the most votes will begin the next episode. These votes often will change the course of the story in ways you hopefully will not be expecting.
For more details on the challenge or if you’d like to try doing one like this of your own I posted the rules I’m using here.
(Downloads of the Sims I've created for this can be found in the downloads page in my blog)
It’s strange in the winter of my life to find myself with so much weight on my shoulders. The weight of being responsible for resurrecting an entire Kingdom, though a small one makes me understand how inadequate I am. I can’t say that the disappearance of the previous Royal Family doesn’t make me nervous. My distant relation and his entire family seemed to have vanished without a trace as did the sacred tome that keeps the vale on this place so regular Sims do not see it.
“Kip you honestly think I’m Queen material?” She said this in a tone that told me if I said yes she’d of bit my head off so I said nothing. “You’ll be it for sure. About the only thing you have trouble doing is talking to girls and that won’t be a problem anymore.”
“What do you mean?”
“Now that you’re a Prince they’ll be throwing themselves at you. They’ll find an awkward Price adorable.”[/i]
“I’ll be frank. I happen to live across the street from the Blackwells and I saw you leaving there yesterday and I wanted to caution you. I’m not sure you’re aware of what happened to the previous royal family?”
Though I do have certain things planned out I often let the personalties that emerge through the AI in the game and Tallawan's Story Progression influence the events in my stories.
An example of this is that Minty's personality and her agressive pursuit of Kip are entirely influenced by Miss Minty's actions in game. The kiss at the end of the first chapter actually did occur and it totally took me off guard so I had to include it. Since then she has a habit to randomly walk up to him and be romantic which Kip has never rejected in game yet. This influenced me to present her as a selection for Kip's possible future mate.
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It was a strange thought that my brother was now a full-fledged adult. He was 3 years older than me and but the difference in our ages never made me feel he was leaving me behind before. Suddenly, it was made all the more clear when I saw him slip out with Minty. Things were changing faster than I’d imagined it and I’d been resisting it on some unconscious level. My dealings with the Blackwell’s and how it had affected Storm made it clear how selfish I’d been acting. Hiding from responsibility and what was being asked of us in this place was more my wanting the carefree days back that I’d left behind. It wasn’t my birthday but maybe it was time for me to do a little growing up too.