The Goldsmith Legacy
(Hi, everyone! I came here to show my first Sims 3 legacy, which I started a few days ago. I'm really enjoying it so far, and I hope you guys like it too).
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Roaring Heights International Airport. Local time is 8 am and the temperature is 86°F. For your safety and comfort, please remain seated with your seat belt fastened until the captain turns off the Fasten Seat Belt sign”.
Violet Goldsmith was taking a nap, tired after a long car ride from Riverview to Wichita and then a flight to California, but she woke up as soon as she heard the plane’s captain say they were finally landing in Roaring Heights. Ecstatic, she leaned over the window and saw for the first time the city she chose to live: tall buildings, crystalline seas, crowded beaches and beautiful parks.
She was not used to big cities. 21 years before, she was born in a small rural area in Kansas, and she spent her whole life there. Her parents were farmers like almost everyone else in Riverview, and Violet had six brothers and sisters. But she had spent her entire life dreaming of moving to California and becoming a famous actress, and Roaring Heights seemed like the perfect place for her. After she graduated high school, she worked for three years in a stationery to save money, until she finally could afford a house in Roaring Heights and a life away from her family.
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However, being away from her hometown didn’t mean that Violet was alone. Her childhood friend Brooke had always dreamed of moving to the big city, just like her, so they went on this adventure together. They had always been very close and they were excited to be housemates. After the airplane landed, the two girls gathered their bags, left the airport and hopped into a cab.
The weather was hot, so it was good to be in a cab with air conditioning. Then the cab driver turned on the radio, and they giggled when Party in the U.S.A started playing. That song described exactly what they were doing and how they were feeling at that moment.
“I hopped off the plane at LAX,
With a dream and my cardigan,
Welcome to the land of fame excess,
Whoa, am I gonna fit in?“
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“Just look at this, Vi! This must be the Roaring Heights Plaza!”, blurted Brooke, as they were passing across a huge park. She had purchased a tourist guide at the airport, and she looked continuously from the guide to the window. She then looked at the driver. “Could you leave us here, please? I need to take a closer look”.
“But… Brooke, we have our bags, and…”, Violet began to protest, but Brooke didn’t care. She grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her out of the car. Laughing, they chased each other until they were inside the park, and then they both stopped and just looked around for a second, astonished. They were used to mud, wide landscapes and farm houses. They never saw anything like that park and its surroundings.
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“That’s awesome”.
Brooke Denton sighed, delighted with the view. She had a lot in common with Violet: she also grew up on a ranch, her parents were also farmers, she also had many siblings, and she also never had the opportunity to leave Riverview prior to that day. The girls met in kindergarten and had been inseparable since then, planning the day they would move out from their little town since they were kids. They both longed for fame and fortune. They both had many hopes for the future.
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But there was still a few differences between them, of course. Violet was straight, while Brooke had come out as a lesbian in high school. Violet had taken drama classes her entire life, and even took part in some school plays, while Brooke wanted to be a musician and spent most days of her childhood playing guitar.
Their personalities were also different. Violet was charismatic and was used to be surrounded by friends anywhere she went, while Brooke kept to herself and only had one real friend. Violet was always worried about pleasing everybody, while Brooke was self-sufficient and never cared about what anyone else thought. Besides acting, Violet had a passion for books, and Brooke never cared about anything but her music.
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“You know what? I feel that we’re going to be very happy here”, Violet stated, still looking around in awe. Brooke nodded.
“Sure thing. And, if something bad happens, we’ll still have each other”, she completed. Then she raised her hand and spoke in a high pitched voice, like when they were kids: “After all, we’re best friends forever. Give me five!”
Violet smiled and rolled her eyes. She didn’t feel like pretending she was a little kid again, as she felt that life had never been so good before. Still, she was glad to be there with Brooke, so she willingly high-fived her.
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“What should we do now?”, asked Violet. She had spent her whole life dreaming of the moment they would arrive in Roaring Heights. Now they were finally there, and she didn’t know what she wanted to do first. “Maybe go to a café? Or a bar? Or the beach? I can’t wait to go to the beach, I’ve never done it before”.
“Hey, take it easy, we just got here. Maybe we should just go home and do some unpacking first”, Brooke said, proceeding to talk about how she forgot her favorite sweatshirt at her parents’s home and how she would have to call them and ask them to mail it to her. But Violet wasn’t listening anymore: she had just realized what she wanted to do. She turned her back and ran towards the other end of the park, ignoring Brooke’s dumbfounded questions.
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The reason why she never bothered to explain why she ran away so suddenly was that Brooke would never understand it anyway. She knew her well enough to know that, even though she was passionate about music and their new life in California, she wasn’t good at seeing beauty in small things. Brooke would never understand if Violet explained to her the sudden urge to run to the place where she saw a group of beautiful monarch butterflies, just flying around.
Violet was mesmerized. Butterflies meant nothing to Brooke, but she saw them as a sign. A sign that good things would happen to her. She was feeling blessed, and she thought her situation couldn’t get any better. Then a butterfly landed on her hand.
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“Look, Boo! This butterfly liked me!”, Violet said, whispering so she wouldn’t scare the butterfly. Brooke had given up yelling for her to come back and finally decided to follow her. She was now standing right behind Violet.
“Don’t be silly, it’s just a bug”, Brooke retorted, not even looking twice at the butterflies until another one of them landed on her nose for just a split second. After that, she couldn’t just act tough anymore. She raised her eyebrows and started laughing, and Violet did the same. “Alright, Vi, you won. The butterflies really seemed to like us. But that’s enough of this craziness, we really should get going. We haven’t even met our house yet!”
“Yeah, okay. Bye-bye, little buddy”, Violet told the butterfly, right before releasing it.
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They had to rummage through their pockets to find enough coins to call another cab. All the money they had saved from the years they worked after high school was spent on their house, the furniture and their plane tickets, which left them completely broke. They needed to get jobs as fast as they could.
At least, the house was worth all the money they spent on it. It was really tiny, but it had a beautiful art déco architecture, two balconies, and huge windows that let the sunlight in. It was also located on a nice neighborhood, and it was just a few steps away from the community garden and the beach. Violet and Brooke stood in the sidewalk for a second, in silence, just admiring their new house.
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Then Violet gathered the courage to go inside the house. And she wasn’t disappointed: all the furniture they bought had already been delivered, and the different tones of green worked well together, creating a cozy atmosphere. It looked even better than it had looked in the catalog of the real estate agency, and she loved it. Of course, she still dreamed of being famous and living in a much bigger house, but it was great just to be away from farms and dirt.
“You have to come inside, Boo! Our house is awesome!”, Violet yelled. But she didn’t wait for Brooke to come inside. Instead, she ran upstairs. She couldn’t wait to see her bedroom.
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It was very small, like everything else in the house. There was just three pieces of furniture: a cheap bed, a bookcase and a dressing table, aside from a rug and a few posters on the wall. Still, there was barely any room to move around. It was cramped and not luxurious at all, but it was better than the place Violet used to share with her sisters. Nothing could be worse than four girls in one bedroom, stealing each other’s clothes and makeup, reading each other’s diaries and not letting anyone have any privacy.
Violet could already imagine herself spending many hours in her new bedroom, reading her books and rehearsing for plays.
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But roles in plays wouldn’t come easy. Violet knew it, so she finished unpacking and looked up on-line for the number of a talent agency. She set up an appointment with an agent, who seemed eager to put his hands on 30% of the profits of every work he got for her. It was not great, but it was a good start, and she went to meet him in the agency with her hopes up.
Turned out the agent was a small, almost bald middle-aged man. He answered the phone four times while they were talking, and Violet listened to him arguing with one of his clients, claiming that it wasn’t his fault that the client didn’t get any role in months. He also didn’t seem interested at all in Violet’s work. After she signed their contract, all he had to say was “you better not suck”.
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How would he know if I sucked? He didn’t ask for a demonstration or anything, Violet wondered, while leaving the agency. She was scared that signing that contract might have been a mistake. But what else was she supposed to do? Very few agencies wanted beginners like her. She walked down the street, distracted with those thoughts, and almost bumped into a man who was coming from the opposite direction.
“Oh!”, she exclaimed, stepping back. “I’m sorry. I didn’t see you coming”.
“No problem”, he said, with a charming smile on his face. “Did you just leave the talent agency? Because I’m headed there, actually”.
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“I just signed a contract with them. And I must warn you that their deals aren’t that good”, she stated, feeling uncertainty and regret in her voice. That made him laugh.
“Yeah, I know. I work for them for a couple years now, and they never got me a good role. Most of the time, they only get you jobs for cleaning up sets and serving food to actors, then they tell you that you don’t get real jobs because you don’t work hard enough. Welcome, by the way”.
“Is it really that bad?”, she bit her lower lip.
“It has its ups and downs. May I ask your name?”
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“I’m Violet Goldsmith, and I arrived from Kansas just a few days ago, hoping to become an actress. So far, this dream doesn’t seem about to come true”.
“Don’t think like that, everyone loves gorgeous girls coming from the countryside with wild dreams. You’ll do just fine. And, if you don’t, you can always join me and my friends. We’re all neglected actors, and we meet whenever we have some free time. In fact, we are meeting this friday at a bar. Would you like to come? Maybe you can make yourself a few friends”.
“I’d love to”, she agreed. She gave him her cell phone and he wrote down his number and his name: Mark.
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(Well, that's half of the first chapter! If you want to read more, please access my blog. There's a lot more in there! Thank you very much for reading <3 ).
The link: https://thegoldsmithlegacy.wordpress.com/
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Roaring Heights International Airport. Local time is 8 am and the temperature is 86°F. For your safety and comfort, please remain seated with your seat belt fastened until the captain turns off the Fasten Seat Belt sign”.
Violet Goldsmith was taking a nap, tired after a long car ride from Riverview to Wichita and then a flight to California, but she woke up as soon as she heard the plane’s captain say they were finally landing in Roaring Heights. Ecstatic, she leaned over the window and saw for the first time the city she chose to live: tall buildings, crystalline seas, crowded beaches and beautiful parks.
She was not used to big cities. 21 years before, she was born in a small rural area in Kansas, and she spent her whole life there. Her parents were farmers like almost everyone else in Riverview, and Violet had six brothers and sisters. But she had spent her entire life dreaming of moving to California and becoming a famous actress, and Roaring Heights seemed like the perfect place for her. After she graduated high school, she worked for three years in a stationery to save money, until she finally could afford a house in Roaring Heights and a life away from her family.
https://thegoldsmithlegacy.files.wordpress.com/2020/09/screenshot-582.jpg?w=640
However, being away from her hometown didn’t mean that Violet was alone. Her childhood friend Brooke had always dreamed of moving to the big city, just like her, so they went on this adventure together. They had always been very close and they were excited to be housemates. After the airplane landed, the two girls gathered their bags, left the airport and hopped into a cab.
The weather was hot, so it was good to be in a cab with air conditioning. Then the cab driver turned on the radio, and they giggled when Party in the U.S.A started playing. That song described exactly what they were doing and how they were feeling at that moment.
“I hopped off the plane at LAX,
With a dream and my cardigan,
Welcome to the land of fame excess,
Whoa, am I gonna fit in?“
https://thegoldsmithlegacy.files.wordpress.com/2020/09/2.jpg?w=580
“Just look at this, Vi! This must be the Roaring Heights Plaza!”, blurted Brooke, as they were passing across a huge park. She had purchased a tourist guide at the airport, and she looked continuously from the guide to the window. She then looked at the driver. “Could you leave us here, please? I need to take a closer look”.
“But… Brooke, we have our bags, and…”, Violet began to protest, but Brooke didn’t care. She grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her out of the car. Laughing, they chased each other until they were inside the park, and then they both stopped and just looked around for a second, astonished. They were used to mud, wide landscapes and farm houses. They never saw anything like that park and its surroundings.
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“That’s awesome”.
Brooke Denton sighed, delighted with the view. She had a lot in common with Violet: she also grew up on a ranch, her parents were also farmers, she also had many siblings, and she also never had the opportunity to leave Riverview prior to that day. The girls met in kindergarten and had been inseparable since then, planning the day they would move out from their little town since they were kids. They both longed for fame and fortune. They both had many hopes for the future.
https://thegoldsmithlegacy.files.wordpress.com/2020/09/4.jpg?w=1024
But there was still a few differences between them, of course. Violet was straight, while Brooke had come out as a lesbian in high school. Violet had taken drama classes her entire life, and even took part in some school plays, while Brooke wanted to be a musician and spent most days of her childhood playing guitar.
Their personalities were also different. Violet was charismatic and was used to be surrounded by friends anywhere she went, while Brooke kept to herself and only had one real friend. Violet was always worried about pleasing everybody, while Brooke was self-sufficient and never cared about what anyone else thought. Besides acting, Violet had a passion for books, and Brooke never cared about anything but her music.
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“You know what? I feel that we’re going to be very happy here”, Violet stated, still looking around in awe. Brooke nodded.
“Sure thing. And, if something bad happens, we’ll still have each other”, she completed. Then she raised her hand and spoke in a high pitched voice, like when they were kids: “After all, we’re best friends forever. Give me five!”
Violet smiled and rolled her eyes. She didn’t feel like pretending she was a little kid again, as she felt that life had never been so good before. Still, she was glad to be there with Brooke, so she willingly high-fived her.
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“What should we do now?”, asked Violet. She had spent her whole life dreaming of the moment they would arrive in Roaring Heights. Now they were finally there, and she didn’t know what she wanted to do first. “Maybe go to a café? Or a bar? Or the beach? I can’t wait to go to the beach, I’ve never done it before”.
“Hey, take it easy, we just got here. Maybe we should just go home and do some unpacking first”, Brooke said, proceeding to talk about how she forgot her favorite sweatshirt at her parents’s home and how she would have to call them and ask them to mail it to her. But Violet wasn’t listening anymore: she had just realized what she wanted to do. She turned her back and ran towards the other end of the park, ignoring Brooke’s dumbfounded questions.
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The reason why she never bothered to explain why she ran away so suddenly was that Brooke would never understand it anyway. She knew her well enough to know that, even though she was passionate about music and their new life in California, she wasn’t good at seeing beauty in small things. Brooke would never understand if Violet explained to her the sudden urge to run to the place where she saw a group of beautiful monarch butterflies, just flying around.
Violet was mesmerized. Butterflies meant nothing to Brooke, but she saw them as a sign. A sign that good things would happen to her. She was feeling blessed, and she thought her situation couldn’t get any better. Then a butterfly landed on her hand.
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“Look, Boo! This butterfly liked me!”, Violet said, whispering so she wouldn’t scare the butterfly. Brooke had given up yelling for her to come back and finally decided to follow her. She was now standing right behind Violet.
“Don’t be silly, it’s just a bug”, Brooke retorted, not even looking twice at the butterflies until another one of them landed on her nose for just a split second. After that, she couldn’t just act tough anymore. She raised her eyebrows and started laughing, and Violet did the same. “Alright, Vi, you won. The butterflies really seemed to like us. But that’s enough of this craziness, we really should get going. We haven’t even met our house yet!”
“Yeah, okay. Bye-bye, little buddy”, Violet told the butterfly, right before releasing it.
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They had to rummage through their pockets to find enough coins to call another cab. All the money they had saved from the years they worked after high school was spent on their house, the furniture and their plane tickets, which left them completely broke. They needed to get jobs as fast as they could.
At least, the house was worth all the money they spent on it. It was really tiny, but it had a beautiful art déco architecture, two balconies, and huge windows that let the sunlight in. It was also located on a nice neighborhood, and it was just a few steps away from the community garden and the beach. Violet and Brooke stood in the sidewalk for a second, in silence, just admiring their new house.
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Then Violet gathered the courage to go inside the house. And she wasn’t disappointed: all the furniture they bought had already been delivered, and the different tones of green worked well together, creating a cozy atmosphere. It looked even better than it had looked in the catalog of the real estate agency, and she loved it. Of course, she still dreamed of being famous and living in a much bigger house, but it was great just to be away from farms and dirt.
“You have to come inside, Boo! Our house is awesome!”, Violet yelled. But she didn’t wait for Brooke to come inside. Instead, she ran upstairs. She couldn’t wait to see her bedroom.
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It was very small, like everything else in the house. There was just three pieces of furniture: a cheap bed, a bookcase and a dressing table, aside from a rug and a few posters on the wall. Still, there was barely any room to move around. It was cramped and not luxurious at all, but it was better than the place Violet used to share with her sisters. Nothing could be worse than four girls in one bedroom, stealing each other’s clothes and makeup, reading each other’s diaries and not letting anyone have any privacy.
Violet could already imagine herself spending many hours in her new bedroom, reading her books and rehearsing for plays.
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But roles in plays wouldn’t come easy. Violet knew it, so she finished unpacking and looked up on-line for the number of a talent agency. She set up an appointment with an agent, who seemed eager to put his hands on 30% of the profits of every work he got for her. It was not great, but it was a good start, and she went to meet him in the agency with her hopes up.
Turned out the agent was a small, almost bald middle-aged man. He answered the phone four times while they were talking, and Violet listened to him arguing with one of his clients, claiming that it wasn’t his fault that the client didn’t get any role in months. He also didn’t seem interested at all in Violet’s work. After she signed their contract, all he had to say was “you better not suck”.
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How would he know if I sucked? He didn’t ask for a demonstration or anything, Violet wondered, while leaving the agency. She was scared that signing that contract might have been a mistake. But what else was she supposed to do? Very few agencies wanted beginners like her. She walked down the street, distracted with those thoughts, and almost bumped into a man who was coming from the opposite direction.
“Oh!”, she exclaimed, stepping back. “I’m sorry. I didn’t see you coming”.
“No problem”, he said, with a charming smile on his face. “Did you just leave the talent agency? Because I’m headed there, actually”.
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“I just signed a contract with them. And I must warn you that their deals aren’t that good”, she stated, feeling uncertainty and regret in her voice. That made him laugh.
“Yeah, I know. I work for them for a couple years now, and they never got me a good role. Most of the time, they only get you jobs for cleaning up sets and serving food to actors, then they tell you that you don’t get real jobs because you don’t work hard enough. Welcome, by the way”.
“Is it really that bad?”, she bit her lower lip.
“It has its ups and downs. May I ask your name?”
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“I’m Violet Goldsmith, and I arrived from Kansas just a few days ago, hoping to become an actress. So far, this dream doesn’t seem about to come true”.
“Don’t think like that, everyone loves gorgeous girls coming from the countryside with wild dreams. You’ll do just fine. And, if you don’t, you can always join me and my friends. We’re all neglected actors, and we meet whenever we have some free time. In fact, we are meeting this friday at a bar. Would you like to come? Maybe you can make yourself a few friends”.
“I’d love to”, she agreed. She gave him her cell phone and he wrote down his number and his name: Mark.
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(Well, that's half of the first chapter! If you want to read more, please access my blog. There's a lot more in there! Thank you very much for reading <3 ).
The link: https://thegoldsmithlegacy.wordpress.com/
