For me, (the idea person) this story was a blast . . . being a SIMS player for years I had scenarios and situations swimming around in my brain giving me a headache.
For the writing half of our team . . . it was torture. Still props to her for sticking it out and giving the story an amazing twist at the end.
Selena’s Family Room – Sims players
The laughter, squeals and clapping emanated from the previously quiet room, bursting forth like a line of trumpeters announcing the arrival of royalty.
“Who’s going to jail first? Shahrul, Natalia, or Mr. and Mrs. Leo?” HyoJi laughed heartily as Shahrul and Natalia’s avatars stood frozen in front of a burly Sim’s Town Police Officer, awaiting their fate.
Right behind them, towel slung around his shoulders hiding his bare chest, jeans slung low on his hips, was Leo, hands behind his back in handcuffs, chattering energetically in Sim’s talk.
Jane, having returned to the front of the house wrapped in a terrycloth robe, appeared desperate to make the officer in charge understand that she and Leo were the owners of the home and apartment . . . and the girls had no doubt been playing a prank on Hongbin.
Slinking back into the confines of the sofa Selena wiped tears of hilarity from her eyes shaking her head in disbelief.
Here is an excerpt from the Preface which is a must read.
Shrouded in a wet misty cloud of smoke, the crumpled motorcycle laid side-wise at the side of the road, skid marks evidence of the driver’s inability to stop on the slick highway. As the first ambulance on the scene closed its doors to the wind and relentless rain, the EMT patted the glass, tears mixed with raindrops evident on his young face at the lifeless covered body he’d been unable to save, lying across the road.
This was his first ‘real’ run on the job. Only moments ago, he had been laughing and playing cards in the firehouse with his buddies, slamming down a winning hand, cringing at the sounds of the upcoming storm, mentioning how horrible it would be to have to do a run in the torrential downpour. He thought he was prepared for this occupation . . . his ‘calling’ so to speak. But, life was not always fair and after tonight, he would never be the same.