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Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch26
« on: February 09, 2014, 08:23:04 AM »
This is my first time trying a challenge as I always found the rules stringent and I could never keep my hands off my Sims. But I'm giving this a try and hopefully, I don't fail.
Although, I would like to violate The Gender of the Spirit determines the Gender of the Vessels and Founder for narration purposes. Just once, though. I used some old photos, that's all. Unless it's not allowed, in that case, I'd appreciate to be told.

I'll be posting the recent chapters here. Expect that they will be replaced every update. I'm still debating whether I'm going to give an index of everything, as I never thought of coming up with a separate post for updates.

21st: Hill Disappears
22nd: After-wedding
23rd: New House Feels
24th: A Birthday
25th: Celebration of a New Life
26th: Hale Bonding

Up Next: A Letter


Wayward Introduction

I'm a Hawke- Carver Hawke, brother to Azrael Hawke from the other side of The Forum, who laments the Hawke Family secrets. I suggest you don't go into that. I heard his story causes some sort of depression. And while the Hawke Family is wrapped in secrets dark and threatening, I'm not here to tell you, because I got caught in something that family secrets can't solve.

What, you ask?

I'm dead. Dead as a doornail. And you know what that means, I'm quite dead. Well, I was.
But that isn't the problem. My problem is that I found myself in this body, in this Watcher-forbid-unfortunate-body of a blonde man who liked to tan. Yes, this is my attempt so solicit your understanding. Simply put, I don't like this body. In fact, I hate it! No. I don't like being alive. So, I'll find a way to end this curse of life.

Don't you plan to show yourself?



No. I'm in a pathetic state of mind and body. I refuse to undergo humiliation.

Okay, you'll have to, eventually.

Anyway, as I was saying, only after I swim. I suddenly had the urge to. And the water was deliciously cold! Who knew water would feel like this! My only memory of the water was when I was a miserable nooboo who can't complain if the water was too cold or hot, or that it was getting to my eye. Because, what? I could only cry.



Don't feel sorry for me, chap. I died young, so what? I could walk around and fly around whenever I pleased, and complain as I please. Now, I can't do any of that. Thank you, whatever phenomena you're called. Just know that I don't like you.

I forgot I had to paddle, I never learned how to paddle! Good thing this body seems to know even with my brain shut off.

Carver swims farther into the ocean and stares into the horizon.

What could these pathetic eyes see beyond the horizon? Nothing.

It made him flinch.





First (and foremost), I would like to apologize for referencing Azrael in this story. Because they really are brothers, but I won't go into details as I would be spoiling Azrael's. I just thought Carver deserved his own bit of a story. And yes, Carver Hawke is from Dragon Age 2. And yes, Carver's story is his own; Azrael has nothing to do with him (his story). I hope you don't find this [insert word you deem most appropriate here].

Also, this is a true Reincarnation Project. It's just that my narrations are a little too dramatic. Don't worry, I'm working on that.  ;)
At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival
« Reply #1 on: February 09, 2014, 06:06:16 PM »
I was wondering if you were referencing Dragon Age with your title. I wasn't sure until you said that his name was Carver, then I went, "Yep, this is Carver from Dragon Age."

I haven't seen a Reincarnation Project in a while. I look forward to reading more of this one.



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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival
« Reply #2 on: February 09, 2014, 06:33:53 PM »
I was wondering if you were referencing Dragon Age with your title. I wasn't sure until you said that his name was Carver, then I went, "Yep, this is Carver from Dragon Age."

I haven't seen a Reincarnation Project in a while. I look forward to reading more of this one.

Yeah, I forgot to put that here. :D (Edited: Or, not. I forgot that I (did) put a postscript.)

You'll be seeing an update in a while, I hope.
At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival
« Reply #3 on: February 09, 2014, 09:00:08 PM »
Regrets

I never should have complained. I should have never! But crying will do nothing. I want to throw tantrums!

Stop being immature and repetitive. You're saying the same thing, it's getting annoying.

I'm not talking to you!

He proceeds to fussing, anyway.

If I hadn't, I might have woken up and found myself in my own, spirit particles. I would've gone back to flying and messing around curtains and give physiologically-limited bods the scare. Oh, rang it!

Rang it doesn't quite count as cursing.

I told you, I'm not talking to you.

But you are now.

I never thought I'd ever get to say this, but I want to die.

Oh, no you don't. You've just started living.

Not in this body! That Tan-man was a better body. That.. He broke off. That Tan-man was a man.

What's your point?

This. This is my point:



That's nice.

What's so nice about this! I'm a woman!

Why are you so mad, weren't you complaining about being in that blonde man's body?

I wanted back. Back to my spirit self. Now I want out. I want nothing of this at all!

Think of this as a game. It'd be fun, don't you think?

How about I put you in a man's body, what do YOU think of that?

How do you know if I'm not a man?

Fine, in a woman's body.

I never said that I'm a man.

This is hopeless. Take me!

*cuckoo.

Hey! Where did you go?

*cuckoo.

Dear Watcher. I sat on the bed and stopped myself from crying. Carver Hawke must not cry.



You know, you didn't look so displeased when you woke up. Wanna see?



You. Everything is a bad joke. He stands up and stares at her in the mirror.



I still can't believe it. I played pranks when I was dead, is this the toll?

*cuckoo.

Please, let this be a dream. Let this be a dream. He closed his eyes. Well, he closed her eyes.



And longer.



And peeked.



Oh, no.

Oh, yes.

I know. I'll sleep. I'll sleep and when I wake up, I'd know that this is all a bad dream.



I'll find myself back to Tan-man's body and never complain again. Better yet, I'll wake up and find myself without a body. Hah!

Sleep he did.



But sorry, chap. You'll be stuck in that body for a while. Someone kicked you out Tan-man's body.
At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch 2
« Reply #4 on: February 10, 2014, 06:45:26 AM »
Oops. I guess Carver should've phrased his wish a little better if he didn't want to end up in a woman's body. I suppose that whatever trauma he endures, it probably won't be as bad as what his brother's got to deal with on the other side of the Forum.  :P

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch 2
« Reply #5 on: February 11, 2014, 03:10:05 AM »
Oops. I guess Carver should've phrased his wish a little better if he didn't want to end up in a woman's body. I suppose that whatever trauma he endures, it probably won't be as bad as what his brother's got to deal with on the other side of the Forum.  :P

That's still up to debate. He's lost and conceited, as well as a little arrogant. That in itself is...
Well, you shall find out! ;D ::)
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How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch 3
« Reply #6 on: February 12, 2014, 04:01:50 AM »
Smiley Lemons

I woke up and found myself in her body, still. Well, that was convenient. A rather good news, actually. NOT.

It'd have helped if this sarcasm were funnier.

I'm not talking to you.

Yes, yes. You have bigger problems.

Right. Let me present a systematic approach to revealing these problems:

1. I'm still in this body.


2. She has a cat. I hate cats. I hate animals. I hate everything that lives and breathes. I hate this body.

This cat, who sat on the couch to, stared at me from the moment I got out of the bedroom to go to the bathroom to the moment I got out and headed to the kitchen. Cats. The cat finds me suspicious.

3. I forgot that since I'm in a she, she's most likely to wear she-ish clothes too. To resolve this girlishness, I signed up for the military and abandoned her writing career. But since I know nothing about pain and soreness, I regretted it. I'll get me better clothes when I get her paycheck. Or mine. Maybe I should start calling her things mine? Except that cat. I don't like the cat.


5. I met two people I will never want to meet again, but who appears to be in friendly terms with this body.

6. That's not the problem. The problem is this, when I went out to go fishing, again to reduce this she-ishness:

I met him first. I only wanted to ask what this girl's name was and he ends up telling me about his childhood dream of becoming an astronaut. He doesn't know my problems are bigger than rocket science. So yes, no name for me. I remember him calling me "Miles," though. Miles? I'd rather be called K-M.


His wife arrived. Looking jealous, walked straight and abruptly between us. Woman has no manners.
Lady, I have no interest in your old man. Yes, old man- he looks the part.

So I let them do what they want. Even if it bothered me, and went fishing. I was here first.


But it wasn't enough. They started spamming me with this:


And seriously, I was spammed. It was funny at first. Emphasis on at first. They kept doing it until I got annoyed. So I left.


7. The fridge has nothing in it. I choked on soup. Soup has nothing in it, and I choked! It tasted horrible. The bigger problem is that, I have to live with this food until I get myself simoleons.

I also have to live with sharing the same toilet as the cat until I have my shining simoleons.


Simoleons for the disliked cat, too. I don't want it ruining my future furniture.


8. The cat can talk. I'd love for the cat to talk if I was in my spirit particles. And that's not the problem. This cat nagged me into telling me who I was. It was guarding me. Creepy. And believe me, I've seen a lot of creepy things. This one counts.


Cat: You're not Smiley.
Me in her body: Yes, I'm Miles. Why do you talk, cat?
Cat: My name is Poncho, impostor.
Me in her body: Oh, really?
Cat: She doesn't understand me. All she hears from me is "Nyan! Nyan, nyan!"
Me in her body: That's so believable! I'm convinced. You're really a cat.
Cat: Stop calling me cat, impostor.
Me in her body: Then stop calling me impostor.
Cat: Why must I?
Me in her body: Listen, cat. I don't want to be in this body, either. Who wants to be in this body, restrained? Hungry, always with needs and what not, dealing with the disgusting things you see floating in the toilet.
Cat: Hey, I didn't need you to be graphic about it.
Me in her body: You're welcome.
Cat: Who are you?
Me in her body: I'm a spirit and I'm none of your business. Let's be civil and not talk to each other until Animal Services takes you away for being talked to less.
Cat: No. Listen. I'll tell you her name, but you will talk to me, when you have to.
Me in her body: Kitty scared of being taken away?
Cat: It's Poncho, you illiterate.
Me in her body: Hey, hey. No need to resort to name-calling. That's so low-class. Moreover, it doesn't fit.
Cat: So, what is it? You'd rather deal with strangers who may, or may not tell you your name?
Me in her body: Fine. You got yourself a deal.
Cat: Smiley.
Me in her body: I ain't smiley, buddy. In fact, I'm what you call... he paused, for effect. angry.
Cat: Your name is Smiley Lemons.
Me in her body: Ha! You're kidding.
Cat: No, shooga. You're Smiley Lemons. Nice to meet you, I'm Poncho. Cat paused, for effect. Poncho sounds waaaay better, donc'ha think?

Cat got a point.
At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]



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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch 3
« Reply #7 on: February 12, 2014, 06:41:58 AM »
Is Carver/Miles/Smiley in Sunlit Tides or Isla Paradiso? I don't have either town, so I can't really tell them apart.  :P

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch 3
« Reply #8 on: February 12, 2014, 07:03:08 AM »
Is Carver/Miles/Smiley in Sunlit Tides or Isla Paradiso? I don't have either town, so I can't really tell them apart.  :P

Woopsie! Sorry for not clearing that up. I was planning to sort of include it in later chapters but, he's in Sunlit Tides :)
The water in Sunlit Tides is, well. More romantic. Haha.

 ;D to the Carver/Miles/Smiley.
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How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch 3
« Reply #9 on: February 12, 2014, 12:19:22 PM »
This is very funny! I adore cats and that interaction was hilarious!

Oh, and I'm genuinely surprised of the things that Carver said he disliked about Smiley (and being a girl) didn't involve the fact that he might have to bear a child (I believe that's the reincarnation project again... off to read the rules) by another guy!

Anyways, bookmarked! :)

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch 3
« Reply #10 on: February 12, 2014, 03:26:14 PM »
This is very funny! I adore cats and that interaction was hilarious!

Oh, and I'm genuinely surprised of the things that Carver said he disliked about Smiley (and being a girl) didn't involve the fact that he might have to bear a child (I believe that's the reincarnation project again... off to read the rules) by another guy!

Anyways, bookmarked! :)

Hoho. Thanks! He hasn't really realized that yet :P And that'll part of his future struggles.  ;D
Moreover, he has no idea how to be a guy. He died young. Very young.
*Music playing.
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How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch 4
« Reply #11 on: February 17, 2014, 05:54:13 AM »
Solution

Poncho is worried. Animal services is taking him in six hours. The impostor/spirit didn't keep his end of the deal. He was a proud cat and didn't like to socialize with poor cats, but he was the only poor cat in Sunlit Tides.



The impostor was busy having his beauty sleep. Poncho thinks no amount of sleep can fix Smiley's face.



Poncho: You impostor. You... Traitor. Poncho was direly worried. He doesn't want to go to Simanimal Shelter and live with dirty Simaninals. Oh, no. Oh, no. No, no! A little more and it would have been a song. He went out to worry some more. He hated the grass but it was better than anything else inside that shack.



Voice: Pssssst!
Poncho: What. What! He looked and looked.
Voice: Pssst! This time it was shorter and more demanding.
Poncho: Oh, come out! He got impatient and started being sassy.
Voice: Fine.
Poncho: What do you want? And who the Simanimal are you?
Voice: I'm your alter ego.
Poncho: Only Sims have that. I only have my sassy self.
Voice: Ehem. I'm your sassier self.
Poncho: Oh, really? Talk.
Voice: Now, you're interested.
Poncho: Keep the suspense to yourself, I prefer the action! He started making funny cat gestures.
Voice: You want that body sweeper to talk to you?
Poncho: Of course! And you of all cats should know that! I'm quite the smarty cat.
Voice: Of course, we expect highly of each other. Now, tell him.
Poncho: Him? What do you mean, him?
Voice: Sheesh. I don't want to start with square one. For now accept it! Tell Smiley's impostor you have a solution to his problem.
Poncho: This problem is?
Voice: Being in Smiley's body. Poor chap wants to leave.
Poncho: Oh, now you're talking.
Voice: Can I proceed now? I actually prefer if you kept your questions to yourself.
Poncho: What, why! You're me, aren't you!
Voice: Exactly! Start wondering why you don't know.
Poncho: You're right. His mind sets off to wonder.
Voice: Not so fast, sassy self. His dreamland crashed. Tell Smiley's impostor that if gets good enough in fishing he may have the solution to his problem.
Poncho: What do you mean, MAY?
Voice: Just tell him, it's common lore. That you can't be sure because it hasn't been tried. Ever. Tell him it's something called deathfish.
Poncho: I know that fish! Simlemons! That fish can only be found in the graveyard! Poncho started to shiver. I am in no way going to that place.
Voice: You want a chatting buddy or not?
Poncho: Fine.
Voice: Off you go. He started trotting like the sassy cat he was, and forced Carver out of bed. Though Carver insisted on taking a bath first.

Carver: Whatever your affair, my bath comes first, cat.
Poncho: Poncho. We had a deal, didn't we?
Carver got stung. He didn't like being reminded of that deal.

After that...



Carver: Woaah, cat. What in SimNation are you doing!
Poncho: Listen, impostor. You seem to like it with that face of yours. But that's not the point. You've not been keeping your end of the deal.
Carver: I can't help it! She's Smiley Lemons! Smiley! She's so Smiley I want to cry!
Poncho: I don't care. Just so you know, I know things that can *cough help you.
Carver: Uhuh. Keep going. Carver wasn't interested.
Poncho: You want to be out of that body, riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight?
Carver: Okay, now I'm interested.
Poncho: Okay, pet me first.
Carver: What! Are you crazy!
Poncho: Of course not. If I were, I would have let myself be taken to that shelter.
Carver: Okay. Fine. Carver was obviously upset. Though he didn't look like it. What! I don't have a choice in this. My lips are stuck like this. Curse you, Smiley Lemons.



Carver: What, now?
Poncho: Some more.
Carver: No way. I'm kicking you out of this house.
Poncho: No, wait! There's a fish!
Carver: If this is going to be about some deathfish I ain't buying it.
Poncho: What!
Carver: How long do you think I've been living dead? I've seen people. Moreover, I heard the Council of Watchers actually force some food called Ambrosia on those poor immortals.
Poncho: No. The fish is part of that, uhh. Amboor- Ambroor.
Carver: Ambrosia. Don't sweat it.
Poncho: As I was saying, have you heard the people who ate the fish? Just the fish?
Carver paused. He didn't. He hasn't. Cat was a better liar than expected. Rather, more creative.
Carver: Let's go right now!
Poncho: But you can't fish!
Carver: All the more reason to! He chuckled.

They got there and Poncho was horrified.

Poncho: Wait, you!
Carver: Oh, scaredy-cat.

Carver ran around the graveyard. He was having fun watching Poncho run for his scared life.

Poncho: No! Don't use up my nine lives, you!
Carver: Right. We're not here to make fun of you. I'm here to fish.



Poncho was scared. Really scared.



Why, you ask? Some sleepy ghost named Hal Waterson got out of bed too early.



Carver doesn't care regardless of how much Poncho squealed and hissed. He was busy. He had work to do.
Poncho: Heeeeeeeeeey. Look at this! Look! We need to leave, now!
Carver: Oh quit it, you cat. I've seen too many of those in my happy dead life.
Poncho didn't have a choice.



Carver was satisfied and fooled.

At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch 4
« Reply #12 on: February 17, 2014, 06:36:04 AM »
I'm so glad Poncho didn't have to go to the shelter!  I'm a complete Cat Person in real life and I almost cried.  I hope it works out for him. 
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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch 4
« Reply #13 on: February 17, 2014, 02:22:59 PM »
I'm so glad Poncho didn't have to go to the shelter!  I'm a complete Cat Person in real life and I almost cried.  I hope it works out for him.

It will, actually. Carver will eventually be attached to him (reversal of roles)  ;D
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How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch 5
« Reply #14 on: March 06, 2014, 06:50:50 AM »
Before anything, I would like to say that my Hawke Revival is a breather, from life and from my Blood of the Mayfair, so updates won't be as frequent or as long. This is like an outlet for/of my dead brain cells which I hope to revive. Thus, the title. No, I just came up with that seconds before you've reached this point in the paragraph. But I have to say that I'm starting to enjoy it more that I did the first time I set this up, so as long as exams aren't hounding me, I'll probably upload more often. I hope you stay with Carver and his passage through his Sim life.

And no, this won't be as heavy in plot as Mayfair. This is the product of my whims and self-dialogues.

To avoid confusion, he'll be Hawke, whatever the identity he takes.
From here forward, the interrupting voice shall be the Invisible Weirdo, which is, Me.  :-X

Simthings.
Some-things. Yep, I'm full of corn.


Hawke: I was too ambitious. I went baiting that deathfish when I had no idea what it wanted. It went on for a few days, until that cat told me I should start fishing on another pond.

Fine. I did. We still don't like each other.

I would go fishing to the nearest non-reproachable ponds after work, which finishes around 2 in the afternoon, due to the trauma I acquired from last time. And the fish I get? Ugh. low-class.



Before that, I'd go back to that pond in the mornings, until an experience. That's when I decided that pond was jinxed. So I ultimately left it alone, even if it was convenient and running distance.



Invisible Weirdo: I'm not comfortable with you using this kind of language, Hawke.
Hawke: Oh, stop it. Nobody's asking for your opinion.
Invisible Weirdo: You sound very female.
Hawke: What! You don't see my biceps?
Invisible Weirdo: No. You haven't really been working out. At all.
Hawke: Why do you know that?
Invisible Weirdo: Shouldn't I?

And there was silence. He went on fishing for a while until a funny surprise got the better of him.



Invisible Weirdo: Nice face you're making.
Hawke: Oh, stop it.
Invisible Weirdo: That's twice in a row. Weren't you so adamant in calling yourself a man?
Hawke: Seriously, stop.
Invisible Weirdo: Care to tell me why you wear earrings to work? And how Mango is actually allowing you to look like that?
Hawke: None of your business. He's lenient because nobody would like him. And it's called rabbit hole for a reason. So stop asking me questions.
Invisible Weirdo: Do what you want.

There was silence. It was time for some Poncho-loving.

Voice: Psst.
Poncho: Senorita!
Voice: Right. You're bored to death, I see.
Poncho: Oh, very. Very much so.
Voice: I've got a little something for you.
Poncho: You are immaterial. You can do nothing but talk to my beautiful cat-ness!
Voice: Stop talking funny, sassy self. Anyway, you should get your lazy cat-ness to do some exercise.
Poncho: Oh, but whatever do you mean! Exercise is for poor cats!
Voice: Ugh. Get the toys from the box and do some hunting. You can't always rely on your funny friend for food.
Poncho: But he, as you say, had been earnest in feeing me on time.
Voice: And you're happy getting fat doing nothing? I can already see you, *cough, us still poor as we die. Slowly, from the hunger. Or from...
Poncho: What! Oh, no, no, no. I shall see myself sitting in the lap of luxury!
Voice: Quite the dream you have there.
Poncho: But of course.
Voice: Then go. Go and do some hunting!

Poncho walked away with his tail wagging and his back cheeks swaying left to right.



Poncho: Oh, no, no, no. What if a hawk takes me away? His alter-cat chuckled. Didn't he mean eagle?
Voice: You're worried about a hawk, really? Ironic. Then go play inside. I don't want to be abducted either.



It was a monotonous life. Hawke was still busying himself with fishing and not really learning anything. He was becoming poorer and poorer. He had no choice but to do with the goldfish and the toad. The disgusting, slimy, and huge toad. He's heard rumors about Sims getting rich from selling junk to the consignment shop. But whenever he had the time to actually go there, it was already closed. He thought about skipping his job one day.

Invisible Weirdo: Know that you are not permitted to do anything of that sort.
Hawke: You're not my mum.
Invisible Weirdo: Very funny, smartypants. Very funny.

One time, Poncho was more needy than usual, he had no choice but to bring him fishing. Poncho sat scared.



Poncho: Why do you like fishing in the dark so much?
Hawke: I have no time to chat. I have less time to sleep. I need to get that fish.
Poncho: I can see that you aren't doing anything about that job of yours. You're still a latrine cleaner, with no fishing skills.
Hawke: I didn't ask for your opinion.
Poncho: You, Sim, are a snob. To think I am the snob around here.
Hawke: Behave, cat. I'm fishing.
Poncho: Fine, fine. Suit yourself. Poncho could catch better fish than him.

Hawke was supposed to fish. But some mythical creature with rainbows on top came. Poncho and the creature exchanged glances.



Poncho: A friend?
Hawke: No.
Poncho: If it's rich then little horsy's welcome to join us anytime. That's quite the fancy coat you got there.
It didn't care.



Hawke approached the creature.



Hawke: Mother sent you? Its companions bothered Hawke. Why the need for it?
The creature neighed in cryptic neighs.
Hawke: Then she must know I'm stuck in this... Ugh, I can't even say it!
It answered with some more cryptic neighs.
Hawke: Alto? I have no idea who this Alto is.
It was becoming impatient.
Hawke: Fine. I'll see what I can do.

The red of the morning dawned on Sunlit Tides. Hawke called for a cab and forgot about Poncho.

Poor cat ran all the way home.





I wasn't sure myself if it was a hawk or an eagle. It looked like an eagle to me?

Rest assured, Poncho fans, he eats more often than Carver eats. I just can't seem to get them to like each other at this point, so he's social usually drains without me doing anything.

I already have the shots for next chapter. I'll get them ready, but I'll probably update later than expected.
At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch 6
« Reply #15 on: March 07, 2014, 08:18:53 AM »
Simtimentalities

Hawke: The cab went on circles and robbed me simoleonless. I wasn't familiar with this place even when I was a spirit; Misdirections are cruel and perverse. Somehow it seems like Sunlit Tides is a little too big even with everyone? I see empty lots everywhere so I didn't expect anyone to be walking around in this lazy town, and in this lazy morning. But did I just see a teenager walk off with a toddler?



From what I've experienced, curfew isn't over until some time around 7 in the morning. But it could be just me and my outdated information.

He found Alto's house, anyway. How? A trio of horse buddies were lounging in his front door. Never trust the cab driver. He has no idea what the guy can do for him.



There's a whole army of horses in this place.

Complaints, complaints. Hawke got out of the cab.

You guys can leave now.



Hawke rang the doorbell. He didn't know what he was here for but an order's an order.

Griffin Alto greeted him with a smile, which faded as soon as he felt Hawke's calloused hand.




Griffin: Good day, Lemons.
Hawke: What! Oh. Uh. That. Alto was being formal.
Griffin: Aren't you a little too early for today?
Hawke: What do you mean? What did he mean? Those horses and its leader told him nothing about this.
Griffin: Didn't we agree to meet during lunch for the papers?
Hawke: What papers? Well, about that. I got excited, that's all. Stuff happened so...
Griffin: You're excited about your debt?
Hawke: What debt!
Griffin: Where have you been, exactly?
Hawke: Nowhere. His eyes shifted from left to right and back again.
Griffin: Not so smiley today, are we?
Hawke: Are we leaving, or are we leaving?
Griffin: I'll get my car.

Hawke: He has a car! His mouth gaped.



His car. Oh. I suddenly feel sick. At least he had a car.

Griffin drove to the diner, it was near his house and it was cheap. Whatever they had to talk about, he decided it was nothing that called for anything fancy.




Funny thing was, Mango was there.



Hawke: Mango is everywhere.
Griffin: What?
Hawke: Nothing. Let's go inside.

Griffin left first, a quarter after one. Hawke left an hour later.

Griffin: Miss Lemons, you have a debt.
Hawke: What are you trying to say? I don't owe simbody anything!
Griffin: Miss Lemons, I have documents. You have documents, you might as well do some rummaging. He fixed his glasses.

He doesn't want to remember the rest. He decided to go to the gym.

Hawke: I should buff up and sell my meat per pound. He laughed bitterly. This is such a problematic body.

When Hawke arrived, the locals were already there. Some faces he recognized from work. He's only seen them and not really talked to them.



Hawke tripped a lot, it was embarrassing. Someone as athletic as this beautiful girl, seemingly rich girl had placed beside him. Then, as he would find out later, this beautiful girl's husband.



Hawke: Embarrassing. Really. He muttered.

And tripped.




Hawke: What do I do to save myself from shame?
Invisible Weirdo: You can work out for some four hours and swim for the rest of your nonathletic life.
Hawke: Good idea, for once.

He went about it for some four hours and more, but was too tired and sleepy to be doing any swimming, so he decided to call it a day.

He slept like a baby, dreaming about his next challenge: the barbell.



Hawke was way too ambitious.

He won't be fishing for some few days.
At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Airing out a Little Air
« Reply #16 on: March 07, 2014, 09:37:39 PM »
Forgive me for this quick burst of fit.

So, I was excited about working on the installment for Part 2 of Simtimentalities when I found out that my screenshots are gone, ultimately leaving me devastated and frustrated, so I probably won't be touching this for a while. A lot of scenes I've already had plans for are gone. And I have no idea how to redo them, nor the patience, as I'm still in that mood. All of them gone, actually. I don't remember deleting anything, but that's probably because I have a goldfish memory.

I was excited because I wanted to show how Hawke's look has changed, and his interactions with a lot of Sims in the game, now I really don't know how I'll remake all that.  >:( :'(

Those were important for the development of the story too. Curse my goldfish memory.
At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch 7
« Reply #17 on: March 21, 2014, 09:56:13 AM »
Taking a break from bad stress. Who's going to miss that long hair?

Continuing Simtimentalities

Hawke: Uh.. Uhh..
Invisible Weirdo: Nice hair you're sporting.
Hawke: I can't have a little privacy? He turns his back on the mirror and gets ready for bed. Anyway, thanks.
Invisible Weirdo: This is new. No drama? No nothing?
Hawke: I am tired. Of everything.
Invisible Weirdo: Wow, the start of a new soap opera?
Hawke: Don't even think about it.
Invisible Weirdo: You're not going to do anything about that funny hair of yours?
Hawke: I have, and look what it's gotten me.
Invisible Weirdo: You need-



Poncho: Poncho catwalks like a madman. What you need, is professional help. Poncho was suddenly nasal.
Hawke: Woah, woah. You ain't gonna. Keep your claws, Carver pauses, to yourself!
Poncho: Of course not, my nails are far too delicate to bother with your hair.
Hawke: You talk as if you're disgusted.
Poncho: Oh, that's because I am. He licks his paws.
Hawke: Right. I might need to do some dyeing. This green stands out and Mango scolds me at work.
Poncho: Mamia. You can't do anything about your hair.
Hawke: Of course I can. I'm going to have it dyed black. Or something.



Poncho: Smiley's hair is jet black. Until that romantic dawn you woke up, with the stars and-
Hawke: I get it. This is some funny possession manifestation.
Poncho: How rude, where have you gotten your manners?
Hawke: You, mostly. What can I say? This is the longest time I'm consciously alive.
Poncho: Care to tell your story?
Hawke: We're nothing chummy, Poncho.
Poncho: Oh! An interesting development! I will write this in my log!
Hawke: Log? Carver felt dumb'ed. It was the first time he called Poncho by his name. Cats can't write. Or can they?

Invisible Weirdo: You, have you money to be spending for a makeover?
Hawke: But of course! What do you think I've been doing?
Invisible Weirdo: You've been stealing Poncho's fish.
Hawke: Shhhhh- Have not!
Invisible Weirdo: Don't make me say it again.
Hawke: I dare you.
Invisible Weirdo: Poncho's been able to catch all sorts of fish. You? You're getting nothing but goldfish and toads.


In memory of Dora, the growth-stunted shark.

Hawke: That's not fair.
Invisible Weirdo: Now, you talk to me about fairness?
Hawke: I don't earn enough!
Invisible Weirdo: Sure, tell the monkey.
Hawke: I'm sleeping. Disperse.
Invisible Weirdo: What happened to your bed?
Hawke: I need some kaching-ching in my pocket. This, I can do with.



That's right. Hawke hasn't at all been able to earn enough, and now he thinks about spending the little he has for a makeover. Well at least Poncho's happy. He's no longer just "cat" or "hey, cat."

They both have their issues and they both need each other. For now.


Poncho: Where are you going?
Hawke: Getting rid of Smiley's premium girly clothes.
Poncho: Not work?
Hawke: It's Saturday. And it's a good day.
Poncho: You do know the salon's really far from here, no?
Hawke: Of course I do.
Poncho: You have enough for a cab?
Hawke: What are you saying? I'm going to jog my way there.
Poncho: Oh, no, heavens. You're crazy! The cab's going to take two to three hours from here and that's without traffic!
Hawke: There is no traffic. And why do you know?
Poncho: Smiley's a regular.
Hawke: Regular? He inched close to Poncho. Tell me! Where is she hiding the simoleons!
Poncho: I have no idea. Poncho quickly wiggled himself out and ran away.



Hawke: Rats! He tied his shoelace and started his jog to the salon.

Poncho ran to the ocean, Hawke's been stealing his fish, but it was fine, so long as he could eat the classy treats he's been getting.
Poncho: Stranger's got taste.
Voice: Well?
Poncho: Oh, you! Warn me when you're coming!
Voice: I can't. I'm you, remember.
Poncho: Right. I forgot.
Voice: You wanna know about him?
Poncho: You keep saying "him" and "him" it tires me.
Voice: That's because, well. Hawke's a male.
Poncho: Hawk! Gracious. A bird! Why! Why is a hawk in Smiley's body!
Voice: I'm ignoring that. And I have no idea. I'm you, remember?
Poncho: I cannot tolerate this, then!
Voice: You can't really do anything, though.
Poncho: Except know about the enemy's weaknesses.
Voice: Not exactly what I had in mind, but that's fine too. Devious.
Poncho: And sexy. That's me- Poncho Senor El Fuego La Fuego! Emphasis meant for my crackling hotness.
Voice: Where did that come from?
Poncho: I don't know, I just came up with it. Creative, aye? He raised his nonexistent brow.
Voice: I'm ignoring that. What do you plan to do?
Poncho: Oh, me? I'm just going to catch fish, it's fun.
Voice: What happened to "know about the enemy's weaknesses?"
Poncho: I don't know why you know his name, Hawke I presume, and that you know the impostor's identity at all, but as of now, I wish to be left in peace, with my fish!
Voice: Whatever you say, sassy cat.



Carver got home late that night, sweaty and smelly, but nonetheless satisfied with his new haircut.



Poncho: Ew, smelly!
Hawke: Tell me about it! Like my hair?
Poncho: So, what happened to the dye?
Hawke: What, it's back?
Poncho: Told you dyes won't work. Your hair ate it. Yummy.
Hawke: Rats. Then my jersey? Wait, how did you know! Are you some kind of an evil possession of that Invisible Weirdo?
Poncho: Invisible weirdo? You need a bath. Your own smell is making you crazy. Poncho retreated to the kitchen counter. It wasn't comfortable but it didn't itch. Cheap couch.



Carver made himself busy the Sunday that followed. He was going to do something about his regressing fishing skills.

Hawke: I'm sure I fished a lot.
Invisible Weirdo: You spent more time in gym than fishing. You spend even more time thinking about gym. You've become rather obsessed with working out, haven't you?
Hawke: Well, at least that leaves you no right to call me any degrading namesakes.
Invisible Weirdo: I never! You are insecure. K. Bye.

He was left to fish in peace, and he wasn't really improving. He's been thinking about purchasing fishing books, but he's afraid his few savings will go down the drain fast, especially with a debt coming around knocking.

Hawke: Curse you, Smiley!

Griffin's been calling him a lot too, to chat. It almost always had nothing to do with the debt Miss Smiley Lemons had to pay. Hawke had no friends, except Poncho, if he were a friend, so he rather liked the emotions he's been getting. Being a spirit for too long, he hasn't learned how to really feel.

He's foremost stubborn with his idea of hypothetical machismo. He goes to the gym and works out until midnight, sometimes just some few hours before carpool. Midnight exercise meant no Sims around, nobody to laugh at him or smell him. He could work out until he smelled, and he could shower without anyone needing to listen to horrible singing from the other side.



But some things, though not all, were well. He's gotten promoted countless times for his hard work. Funny how found out that he only needed to jog on that treadmill and smash the toilet some few times.


[I have no say in the matter of career hair. It's preset, it makes me sad. D: Talk about inconsistent  :-X]

And he has, secondly, no sense of danger.

He didn't come home one night and when he got there there the next morning, he found Poncho sitting outside the house.


Poncho: Oh, you thought about going home?
Hawke: Hey, kitty. Carver smelled. He reeked. But it wasn't from exercise.
Poncho: You've been coming home late a lot.
Hawke: Just some drinks with the guys.
Poncho: The guys? Do you know what you're getting yourself into?
Hawke: Companionship? That doesn't involve cats?
Poncho: Sober up, you. We'll talk tomorrow.
Hawke: I ain't- He dropped dead and asleep.
Poncho: Comical, but sad.



Poncho's going to leave cat trails around the house- it won't be soon until Hawke wakes up.






Poncho is love.
At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch8
« Reply #18 on: March 22, 2014, 07:53:43 AM »
I messed with the lifespan setting for my other game, forgot to restore it and then yay. I only realized when I was having people aging erratically. Mango, my woah-marker. Thanks, man. Thanks, really.

I Told You So

Poncho's realized Hawke's changing habits- he was becoming more and more like one of those childish Sims who only think of themselves. He doesn't know whether he could blame the poor soul or not. The one thing he was sure of, though, was due to Hawke's desire to get out of the shack that they were living in, he saved enough to invest and become a stockholder in the bookshop. Most of the money came from the fish Poncho caught. Some few from funny opportunities Hawke's been getting and some from his recent promotion. Hawke's become a wingman.



It's all thanks to that book. Poncho could hear him say. He can't even remember the title it. And he's just found out how much Hawke loves books- must explain why he spent their first big saving and left nothing to invest on the bookshop. Well, he can do what he wants. Poor soul tries to learn everything through a book.

Whenever Hawke wasn't home and he didn't feel like fishing, Poncho would visit the Kahale or the Hale's, depending on his mood.



Sometimes he would gossip with the local wild horse.


Why is there a battalion of wild horses in Sunlit Tides? Oh, well. They're better company than the other cats.



The two of them rarely stayed at home. Hawke would busy himself with gym or fishing. He was determined to get on the top. With training and some education, he would get enough credits to become an astronaut. He'll most likely be the technician, rather than the scientist. Or the trainer for the literal anti-gravity yoga. Eitherway, the idea of exploring extraterrestrial was fun and exciting. Sometimes he would think about Poncho, too. Well, he was growing thoughtful, at least.

Poncho, on the other hand would busy himself with the usual- his daily regimen of lying down, fishing, and then looking for gossip. Sometimes, he would wait for Hawke to come home. He wasn't anything loyal, or so he says.
I'm no dog. With that pride, and sentimentality, fun things could happen.

Hawke's gotten used to a material Sim body. In a way, he was getting used to being in Smiley's body. But he still thinks all of these were unfair, he'll either be in a guy's body or ultimately be freed after this fish hunt. He's had his trials and failures, not unique to him.


Hawke: I knew it, this is all a scam. There is no deathfish!
Invisible Weirdo: Why do you complain so much?
Hawke: Because I have nothing else to do.



Invisible Weirdo: You're fishing, aren't you?
Hawke: It's quiet.
Invisible Weirdo: Didn't you like the quiet? You always shoo me off.
Hawke: I'm nothing like my martyr great-grandfather. Meh.
Invisible Weirdo: Why isn't anyone trying to contact you?
Hawke: I have no idea. I've no idea there was a place like this, even. To think I've been wandering around, too.
Invisible Weirdo: You're not so fond of your family, are you?
Hawke: Oh, it hasn't been obvious until now? I sorta miss Aveline, though. She's an awesome sister. But I couldn't speak then, just yet, so I haven't told her. He paused. Never got the chance to.
Invisible Weirdo: You probably won't, the pestering voice didn't say it out loud, but instead, this is the first time you've been explicit about it.
Hawke: Heh. I'm fishing.

And there it was! An angelfish!



Hawke: Not what I needed but something I can use, perhaps. I'll do my research later.
Invisible Weirdo: You don't have any left to buy that expensive bait book.
Hawke: Who said I was going to buy any book? There's the Simternet.
Invisible Weirdo: Poncho is so wrong about you being a bookworm, then.
Hawke: Hey, hey. If I had slot machine sounds in my pocket I'd buy all the books I can. But I don't. You of all weirdo's should know that.
Invisible Weirdo: Still rude, as you're always.
Hawke: Thanks.

Hawke's been adapting unhealthy habits: He works out and pushes Smiley's body too hard, not minding and recognizing the limits of a Simbody. He ate healthy, but he didn't sleep when he should, or eat at the right time. It was out of proportion, really.



He's been able to meet with some coworkers outside of work. His tolerance for others seems to have increased. But he sure didn't like being greeted by Mary-Sue when Daniel invited everyone for Spooky Day. And Poncho's reaction to Hawke's creativity was so violent that it will be censored.


Yep, that's Daniel right there.



Hawke: Everyone seems to like this hotdog suit so much, no?
Mary-Sue: Ex-ca-yuuus-meh?
Hawke: Me. In your house. Anytime now. I don't have an umbrella, if you haven't realized.

That left her devastated. Hawke just laughed at the drama Mary-Sue started and ended herself. She wasn't going to get any reaction or a cat-fight from Hawke. Never hit girls. Never hit anyone unless in immediate threat.

It wasn't at all fun, so he left. Mary-Sue was suspicious about Daniel having invited a sea-green haired girl concealed behind a mask. She was intimidated. Smiley was beautiful, and Hawke refuses to acknowledge that. But then again, Mary-Sue didn't even see the face behind the mask.

What was he left to do? Gym. It was the one thing that cheered him up- the sweat, the pump, the exhilarating feeling.


Hawke: This is what you call being alive.



But Isidora started crying.

Hawke: Okay. He thought to himself. Awkward. I guess it's that time of the day. But brr! It's called out!



It was almost midnight, and he was going to the graveyard to fish. And nothing. Of course he'd catch nothing. He had no idea how to operate a computer and he was too embarrassed to say it.

Hawke: I want to cry.
Invisible Weirdo: You know, Poncho's probably waiting for you.

Apparently, he really was. That or Poncho just wanted to watch the stars. From Hawke's window, in Smiley-now-Hawke's room.



Hawke: I left him food and a clean litter box.
Invisible Weirdo: How about your little deal?
Hawke: I wish to fish in peace.
Invisible Weirdo: I want to scream at you and tell you he told me the same thing! But it didn't say anything. It was it gets for messing and confusing the two. Did you research?
Hawke: I have.
Invisible Weirdo: You lie.
Hawke: You lie!
Invisible Weirdo: You lie! They were challenging each other's level of sarcasm. See the mockery?
Hawke: Disperse.
Invisible Weirdo: Are you sure about that? Last time I checked, I know things you don't.
Hawke: Which you aren't telling me, obviously.
Invisible Weirdo: I like incentives. You know. Carrots and sticks.
Hawke: Don't use metaphors on me.
Invisible Weirdo: I do what I wanna do, Hawke.
Hawke: I knew it! You were sent by my mother, weren't you!
Invisible Weirdo: Oh please, your level of maturity can't comprehend the things that are really happening.

In that argument, Hawke caught a fish.



Hawke: Ha! Eat my dust!
Invisible Weirdo: Well, congratulations. You just lost your life.
Hawke: What the-. Psh. Whatever. I'm going home.

He liked the feel of cold air brushing against his cheeks in that rush.



Nobody knows where Hawke got the clothes he changed into. But he jogged his way home. Funny, how he arrived just a minute earlier than the service car.





Yes, he has family, so he would be talking about them from time to time. Nothing major, though. For now.
At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: I Told You So- Poncho's Reveal
« Reply #19 on: April 03, 2014, 08:33:06 PM »
Poncho's Reveal

Poncho: Ola, amigos! It brings me joy that I will be the one to narrate things. Expect them to be impartial, although they are solely from my perspective.

But before anything, I feel that I'm becoming slightly neurotic if not uber, because these days I've been feeling that the shelter will take me any time. Yes, I can feel them breathing down my neck, and it's uncomfortable. Very much so.

Now that's done, I'll tell you the trouble/s the impostor/friend has gotten himself into. Sigh. He sure has a lot to learn.

He didn't at all go inside the house the night I smelled death in his pocket. It was the fish, I'm sure of it. But he hasn't told me anything after he got home from work and the days after that. He feeds me, sure. Talks to me, yes. But that's all to it. I remember some two nights when he got out of the house and told me he's going to celebrate. According to him, he's become a squadron leader. I don't know what that means and I couldn't care less, so long as I get my posh treats.

Another thing is he quit fishing. Maybe he took a break, I don't know. I just know he goes home reeking of alcohol almost every night, and I'm left to wonder if his boss ever senses his exuding alcoholic stench at work, not that he doesn't bathe- he does. He's adamant about bathing.

Then one day he asks me to sit on his lap. I was beyond dumbfounded. I truly wondered what got to him that day.



Hawke: Poncho.
Poncho: Brush me.

He did.

Hawke: Well, can I talk now?
Poncho: Proceed.
Hawke: You won't mind if I stayed longer, would you?
Poncho: In Smiley? I do mind.
Hawke: I'd like to stay a little longer, if telling you helps.
Poncho: Why do you think this interests me?

I could feel his ego and vanity flushed away somewhere. This was not the hawk I knew.

Hawke: Oh, I don't know. I'm just telling you. I'll be sure to eat that fish when I'm ready to leave. I'd always thought being my old self was the best thing. I didn't know I'm missing so much from being alive.
Poncho: You mean going out to drink every night? Every?
Hawke: That's another story, for another day.
Poncho: What do you mean another story. It ain't another story. You're in her body. You should at least feel responsible for it!
Hawke: Woah, woah! That's it.

He stood up without warning. I knew it- it was a farce. He can't be trusted.

Then I know nothing.

My log ends here.

But it doesn't end there. He's been hanging out with Griffin, and his military cohorts. Then one day, at the gym, while tinkering things he shouldn't even touch, he starts feeling funny.



He runs, because it was what instinct told him to do.



Invisible Weirdo: That's a good green.
Hawke: What the- Why are you even here?
Invisible Weirdo: I'm everywhere.
Hawke: Right, leave a sick sim alone. You pestering me is the last thing I want right now.
Invisible Weirdo: Quite hormonal, aren't you? Interesting development.
Hawke: What are you saying?
Invisible Weirdo: Feeling dizzy in the morning? Craving for funny food? Ask Poncho. Better yet, get a book. Educate yourself, bookworm.
Hawke: Psh. Leave me alone.

He went home and got himself a book.

Hawke: Why does she even have this kind of book with her?
Invisible Weirdo: Don't ask me. Just read.

Then Poncho came.

Hawke: Cat.
Poncho: Rude. He turned his back on Hawke when he sensed something. You!
Hawke: What, so we're having a conversation?
Poncho: You! Unforgivable! How can you... Oh cat of all cats! I never thought you would... I'm at loss for words.
Hawke: I have something to say.
Poncho: You need not tell me. I already know.
Hawke: That's convenient. Then what is it?
Poncho: What are you saying, what is it? Don't you already know? Hawke just looked at him. Oh, dear. You're hopeless. You know nothing about this. You're pregnant.
Hawke: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Not what I expected but that's a good joke!
Poncho: Do you even realize that you're not male? Of course you have a good chance of getting impregnated. Dear, oh, dear. I can't believe you're this ignorant.



Hawke was speechless.

Poncho: See? I told you so.
At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch10
« Reply #20 on: April 04, 2014, 12:20:42 AM »
Trouble and Unexpected Birth

Hawke laughed everything off, until someone came crashing at the door.



Griffin: Smiley!
Hawke: What are you doing here?
Griffin: You don't have to say that. I know.
Hawke: You know... what?
Griffin: You don't need to pretend. I'm responsible for it. I shouldn't have.
Invisible Weirdo: You really don't remember anything, Hawke?
Hawke: I don't.
Griffin: While that is a matter of syntax and grammar, I'll leave it to another day. Listen. The nooboo-
Hawke: Woah! Hold up.
Griffin: You haven't been to work, have you? I know. I know after that night, I brought you home, ask your cat. But darn. Cats can't talk.
Invisible Weirdo: Poncho can. I wonder why he didn't tell you. And I wonder why you never wondered how you got home by yourself.
Hawke: Talk slower.
Griffin: You know I'm engaged to Tenika and I've spent an awful lot of time wooing her father for her hand. I can't-
Hawke: You can go along and marry. I'm don't need anything from you.
Griffin: That's not it. I'm going to break it off with her. I can't have either of you be the brunt of all the scandal this is going to ensue.
Hawke: I think you were the only one who knows until you came over here to tell me. Seriously speaking. You can leave now.
Griffin: The Kahale's were at the party! Listen-

Hawke pushed Griffin to the door. At least he knows who's the father.



Poncho: Doesn't it bother you?
Hawke: You can't imagine. I can't even be angry. It's all so messed up.

Hawke forced his senses back and called Daniel. Daniel should know what to do. What gave him that idea, he doesn't know.

Poncho: What are you going to do about that nooboo?
Hawke: Do you understand what you're implying?
Poncho: I'm just asking.
Hawke: No matter. Whether I'm in this body or my old, this child's still my child.
Poncho: I didn't expect you to be mature. Funny.
Hawke: It's not. None of this is funny.
Poncho: Do you know, that if that child turns out to be a girl, you die?
Hawke: What is this now.
Poncho: I'm just saying. You haven't accomplished anything. You're just a squadron leader, at the top of his athletic career.
Hawke: I can feed this child with my salary.
Poncho: That's not the point. You don't understand what this is about.
Hawke: Really, enlighten me.

Poncho left. He wasn't going to go through this. It was annoying to be the only one that understands.

There was a knock.


Hawke: Dan!
Daniel: Yo, Lemons.
Hawke: Come on. I got some food. They ate.



Daniel: You didn't invite me for that. You never invite anyone over.
Hawke: Right. I got a bump.
Daniel: Bump?
Hawke: The one Mary-Sue's having.
Daniel: You're kidding?
Hawke: Do I look like I am?
Daniel: It's hard to take seriously. Who's the father?
Hawke: Alto.
Daniel: You're really kidding! You're kidding! Hawke just stared at him. Oh, you're not.
Invisible Weirdo: Do you want this to be a scandal?
Hawke: Shut up.
Daniel: Hey, I'm sorry. I just found it hard to believe.
Hawke: Not you. Anyway, I need to talk to Sue. I don't know what to do with this. I've never been a girl.
Daniel: I know. You're one of the boys. It's really hard to take seriously.
Hawke: Done rubbing it on my face?
Daniel: Anyway, I can't really invite you over. Sue's left me.
Hawke: Left? You're still wearing your wedding ring.
Daniel: Because I'm still hung up? I can't be?
Hawke: But she's pregnant.
Daniel: I don't know. It could be just a phase, we fought and the next day I find everything gone. I can give you her number, if anything.
Invisible Weirdo: Don't you remember how impeccably rude you were to her that one and only time you met?
Hawke: No, it's alright. You go win her back. I can just call my mother. He lied.
Daniel: Right. Well. It was becoming awkward for both of them. I should leave. Thanks for the meal. Call when you need me.
Hawke: Thanks.

Hawke: Where's Poncho?
Invisible Weirdo: Busy stalking a cardinal.



Fast forward to Labor Day.

Griffin insisted came uninvited.




Griffin: Smiley!
Invisible Weirdo: Why, hello, Silvan Lemons. Aren't you adorable!
Hawke: Taxi!

There won't be a conversation between them.

But Griffin can't let it pass. He wanted to at least hold his son. He wasn't allowed in the delivery room, Hawke had insisted in refusing him any form of contact with his son.

Griffin can't be discouraged. He camped outside the house, which Poncho found amusing.




Poncho: This one's trouble.



I had wanted to marry Griffin and Lemons. But there's just no spark, so I had him move out some time later. Off to finding a new love!
At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch11
« Reply #21 on: April 05, 2014, 09:56:54 PM »
Another Trouble

Griffin: I'm being refused my own son, Cy. You can't expect me to march to work happy and eager. I need this break. I need time.
Cy: It's clear to me that whoever this woman you've impregnated doesn't want you in her life. You can't afford to do anything rash. Everyone at the company's breathing down your neck!
Griffin: But. I don't know. Fine. Tomorrow.



He checked his mail and got a letter informing him of Smiley's remaining balance.

Griffin: Right. I forgot there was that, too. Client. How wonderful.

It wasn't going to stop him from trying to see Silvan.

Griffin: Oh, hello.
Poncho: How warm, but of course you can only hear me go "Nya! Nyan!" or is it "Meow?" I am not familiar at all with this region. I've not met a cat in my lifetime!



Griffin: Your owner here? He peeked through the humongous window. Guess not. I'm inviting myself in.



When he made sure that the uncooperative mother wasn't there, he went to the bedroom.

Griffin: While I'm glad it's unlocked, I'm disappointed that Smiley would just leave our son alone in the house, with this cat.
Poncho: Hey, I heard that! And the hawk isn't anywhere. He's in the bathroom. Olala, I can only sigh.

Griffin didn't waste time and snuggled Silvan. He's entertaining the treacherous idea of kidnapping his son.

Griffin: But custody rights. This is going to be the scandal of the season! He didn't seem worried about Tenika. He loves her, but his son and his image are at stake.

He got his phone and called his lawyer.



Hawke came in to see Silvan and knocked Griffin off his feet.

Hawke: Oh, your fault for standing by the door. There wasn't a bit of remorse in his voice until he saw Griffin was carrying Silvan. Sil! Oh, no you don't. Out! Out!
Griffin: Wait, I want to talk. Please!
Hawke: Talk? You trespassed in my house and you expect me to want to talk?
Griffin: But you're denying me my son!
Invisible Weirdo: That's right, Hawke. Why are you denying the poor man his own son?
Hawke: You weren't the one who went through hours of pain. Leave.
Invisible Weirdo: That's all there is to it?
Hawke: I don't need a man in my life. Leave! Hawke was ready to brawl. Griffin was only half toned as Hawke but that's not the issue. He wasn't going into a physical fight with his son's mother.
Invisible Weirdo: You know, this is becoming very confusing. You should just start assuming your "she-ness."
Hawke: No way.
Griffin: What?
Hawke: Leave! I'll call the police!
Invisible Weirdo: Now that's more like it!

Griffin scrambled to the door, without failing to sneak a kiss on Silvan's forehead.

Hawke: Never come back!

But Hawke can't trust anything. He needed help. Daniel gave him an address.

Hawke: That horse. Why did it lead me to this man in the first place. Is my mother trying to make a mess out of my life? Hawke muttered as the cab went rushing to the address.



Kiwi Hale greeted him, waiting outside. He seems to be expecting Hawke's arrival.

Kiwi: Come on in.
Hawke: I wonder what trouble I'm getting into now.

At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch11
« Reply #22 on: April 05, 2014, 11:58:53 PM »
I can't wait to get to the nooboos! But as it is, I currently have a full house. (Yes, I cried from joy and the realization of the difficulty I'll be facing) This is by-far the most fun, although a little stressful, family I've played.

I recently installed story progression to entertain me while I play. And there are particular sims who have very active social lives. Heh.

Surprise!

I'm agitated. Kiwi Hale invited me inside and told me to prepare for a wedding. My immediate reaction was violent. Why did I even trust Danny. Why did I trust that horse from ages ago. Everyone's pointing and leading me to trouble after trouble. My mother must be behind all of these.

And then I changed my mind when Kiwi explained. He's a total stranger. And from what I know and found out, he's hooked up with Mary-Sue. Danny, that fox. I should have known. But I wondered what pushed this youngster into following Danny's orders. Orders, were they? I didn't bother ask. I had my hands full.

I got ready for this wedding. I didn't have any idea who the groom's going to be. I was simply assured that this man will surely fend away Griffin Alto and his crazy ideas. As if this wasn't a crazy idea. As if trusting a baseless assurance wasn't a crazy idea.

I don't know what I'm doing anymore. I detested living for all the insecurities and complexities it offered, then I started loving if for the same reasons. Now I'm back to hating it, less, but with more doubt. I'm starting to doubt myself.

I'm wondering if I'm still what you called a male, I gave birth. I gave birth! I don't know what to say to that. I don't know.

I can hear Sil laugh at me in my mind. The little monster is rather adorable, and I don't have to be a girl to say that.

Crisis. I wish to die. This must be what they call midlife crisis- I just had my birthday some days ago.



Nightfall of that day came. I found this funny looking dress in one of the rooms that Kiwi insisted on me using. "The house has a lot of rooms," he says. Fine. I don't care how many rooms you have. I just want to get this over with.

Ugh, so much hate.

And so much confusion.

Back to the dress, it was glowing and had nauseating moonlight effect. White. Heavy. Like the drapes in the theater house. No way I'm going to wear that. I ran back to my house to get Smiley's black dress. I'm mourning; of course I'd want to wear black.

Then Kiwi drove me to a nearby park, in his ill-colored Tofunda. Yes, I'm full of hate, so I offer nothing but my hateful words.

Poncho in the background: He's relapsed to his old self. Poor hawk, poor hawk.

Then I got married. I wanted to tear off my clothes and hair and run crazy. I should have known!

That Daniel Pleasant even came! It wasn't at all pleasant for me. As to why he was making faces, I'd rather not know.



As if that wasn't enough, Sil chose the same day to suddenly go triple monster on me- he had his birthday, sat in silence beside Papaya Cruz as I got married.



To whom? Don't tell me you haven't guessed! It's the devil himself- Kiwi Hale! I wonder what Danny did to make Kiwi sign up for this.



I wasn't open to the idea of holding another man's hands. I'm going to get my due for this.



Hawke: Quite the amused cat, aren't we, Poncho?
Poncho: I'm rather sad, actually. I'm saying goodbye to that horrible house. Learn to live with it, hawk. Sometimes, the odds just aren't to your favor.

Griffin hadn't come. I didn't expect him to.

Poncho: Such nice, shiny shoes.



Right, did I forget to say the horses came to mock me, too?

Much thanks, mum. Much thanks.



Where Griffin was, I have no idea. I'm glad he hadn't got wind of the wedding.





I had no lot to get married on. I don't know if editing the lot is legal, but I did it anyway. I deleted everything after the ceremony. Yep, I didn't get reimbursement.
At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch13
« Reply #23 on: April 10, 2014, 08:32:07 AM »
Bingo!

I'm guessing you wanna know the life of a married couple? Well, let me tell you it's horrible! I'm getting into trouble after trouble, and the only thing I'm happy about having Poncho around. I could talk to him and he responds, Sil doesn't. Good thing this Kiwi Hale has a soft spot for everything tiny- including my boy.

During the ceremony, I felt that Silvan wanted a go on the potty chair, I ran to the house and left Kiwi with his mouth open. He couldn't leave the guests alone.



I made sure to do some walkie-training. I forgot to change. Hawke seems to have forgotten to get rid of the shoes too, high heels they were.



And Kiwi snatched him away for some alone time.



What they did, I had Poncho watch over. Kiwi is conceited- more than me, so I decided not to look him in the eye after the ceremony. I'm still in a whirlwind and I'm going to have Daniel come over soon. This big house has nothing but toilets and toilets, and I'll have Daniel sleep in on of them. Someday, someday. I'll make sure to attach some photos in some log soon.

Sleepless nights into this marriage, I've decided I want another child. Whim, maybe? I'm getting older and Poncho's whispering funny things in my sleep, like I need another body to pursue this mission of liberation. Seeing that I can't use Sil's body. And no, I would not kick my son out of his body. My child is my child and he is his own. Poncho can be a devil sometimes. I don't understand if we're friends and he's telling the truth- that he really wants to help me, or he's messing with my life and is in the process of ensnaring me into some complex web of lies. But the latter is rather complicated, too complicated for a cat, so I'm going with the first one.

I talked to Kiwi about it.

Hawke: Kiwi.
Kiwi: Yes, pumpkin?
Hawke: Puke. You have got to be kidding me. This, again? I told you to stop that. It bothers me.
Kiwi: What, we are husband and wife, no? Which reminds me, why do you insist on sleeping in the other room?
Hawke: Erm. You forced this marriage on me. At least, Hale was a better last name.
Kiwi: Daniel said you wanted this. And I've been eyeing you for some time, should you know.
Hawke: What! What is it with everyone deciding for me? First my mother, then- Rich kids. I hate rich people like you, you do whatever you want. Brat.
Kiwi: Hey, hey. Kiwi held his hand, Sorry. I admit it, I'm a brat. Sorry.  Fine, I won't ask you, nor pester you. Then he realized, which I'm doing right now, he said as he raised his hand away from Hawke's. What was it you wanted to say?



Hawke: I want a child.
Kiwi: He choked. Are you playing with me? You came up with that little argument for this? And choked some more. There were leftovers. Kiwi couldn't wait through it and just talked.
Hawke: In vitro.
Kiwi: What?
Hawke: In vitro. I want to make sure my child's a girl.
Kiwi: You can't do that. We're married.
Hawke: I can. Didn't I say, I want a girl. And I don't want to go through that process again.
Kiwi: What, is this about Sil? You... Did his father do something to you? He was worried.
Hawke: No. What are you coming about. Leave his dead father alone. Some bright idea came to Hawke. I'm going to tell you everything soon. Just. This once. Hawke knew Kiwi couldn't resist a request from Smiley Lemons. Puppy love.
Kiwi: Fine. Fine. Goodbye, inheritance.
Hawke: You're overreacting.
Kiwi: I know. He smirked. Boyish smile.

And a little pop in Hawke's heart.


And the joy and trauma of pregnancy is the same for all, Hawke's no exception.









Poncho: What are you going to do if your child turns out to be not quite what you expected?
Hawke: I'm going to sue the hospital.
Poncho: You signed an agreement.
Hawke: I did not.
Poncho: Stop feigning ignorance. That doesn't work anymore, with my anyway.
Hawke: I don't know! It's not like I'll hate this child just because I went through half a trimester for a back ache and have a boy! And I'd like some private time with the toilet.



Hawke: Dreadful; here came labor day:

Kiwi: Where are we going?
Hawke: Hospital.
Kiwi: I'm driving! You're in labor!
Hawke: I'm sane.



Hawke: A boy. Fates don't seem to favor me. Blast it!
Invisible Weirdo: Welcome to Sunlit Tides, Synth Hale!



Invisible Weirdo: And some funny newly introduced therapy that the hospital offered.



Hawke: And another form of it, because Kiwi's been magnetized by the sculpting station.



He's quite the father, guy got an initiative. I give him that. Sighed Hawke.

Hawke hasn't seen how doting Kiwi is,







He's the only one who ever cleans the litter box on will.



Nor how Sil reacted to his little brother.

Poncho: What do you say, little monster?
No response.
Poncho: Cat got your tongue?
Still no response.
Poncho: Well, at least you haven't inherited your, erm, mother's insanity.



Poncho went to his new-found routine: scratching every side of the wall with a window.



And during the day, sleeping under the heat.





The narrations are becoming random. I'm realizing how hard (for me anyway) it is to deal with a guy in a girl's body is. Oh, what fun!

And I don't have a lot of photos of Sil facing the camera.  :P
At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

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Re: Reincarnation Project: Hawke Revival- Ch13
« Reply #24 on: April 10, 2014, 08:38:59 AM »
Yay, I found one! Just me or Sil's Griffin through and through?



Woah. I noticed the violet eyes just now.  :o
At the end of the day, Life should ask you, "Do you want to save changes?"

How the misc-tery continues:
I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

Why not try a misc-stery?
Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

or a Reincarnation Project:
Hawke Revival: 26th [Hale Bonding]

 

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