Friday, November 12, 2010


Hank's story may be over but another Sim life will begin as soon as I can! In the meantime, don't forget to keep up with the Fuller Legacy! Feel free to comment. See you soon! ~xo


Early morning Hank harvested his breakfast from a few wild plants. Consisting of lettuce and a bell pepper, Hanks breakfast was filling but boring. He was used to that by now.
Not having to work today, Hank is planning on spending the day in the park. The new computer there really drew his attention and he wanted to get on it. Unfortunately when he got there, someone was already using the laptop. Hank chose to play chess close by so he could see when it was available again.
The person using the laptop stayed there for hours. With his chess game over, Hank looked around for something else to do. "I haven't fished in a while, I'll do that" He told himself.
For another few hours Hank fished out plenty of goldfish to sell to the local market, but he was bored.
Hank went off to the most reliable place he knew for entertainment. The TV at the gym always worked. He loved watching the cooking channel so he turned it as soon as he could. Even watching his favorite station though, Hank was bored yet again. He just couldn't figure out what to do with himself. He decided to work out.
Just starting his workout, he noticed the lady next to him, she looked a little pale. When she stood up, all the sudden she perished. Hank figured she must have exercised herself to death, and stopped pumping iron. Everyone in the gym gathered around to watch this lady's passing. No one seemed to know her personally but there is always some curiosity of what happens when someone dies. This particular time, the lady really did not want to go. She begged for her life, and was denied. Still she refused to be taken, so death took her by force. A nearby woman passed out, a few people thought she might be dead as well, but checked for her breathing. She was still alive.
The party was over. Everyone went back to what they were doing. Except Hank. Hank figured, with what he had just seen, that life was too short to just work himself to death. He didn't like to work out anyway. So he went down to the fridge and got out a quart of ice cream and dug in. After his treat, Hank went back to the park. He found someone occupying the laptop he wished to play on, so played a game of chess with someone else. Pretty soon though, it got late and everyone left the park. The laptop was now unattended and Hank could have his fill of Internet browsing. At one point Hank started fighting to keep his eyes open. It was time for sleep. He climbed onto his favorite park bench and started to snore.
Bright and early that morning, Hank woke up starving. Nearby, Jennifer's family were having a picnic, and they invited Hank to join them. But only two bites in, something happened to Hank. Hank began to feel his parting.
This cannot be right, he wasn't ready to go.
The spirit of Death came and summoned Hank's headstone. It was like he wasn't going to take no for an answer. It was time for Hank to leave.
He didn't go down without a fight though. He argued and begged for more time. He was denied, and like the lady in the gym, Hank was taken by force. The people around were shocked but not heartbroken. Hank left no one behind that would mourn him. He hadn't had any good friends and the lady he loved had passed before him.
Hank lived his life to the fullest, with everything he had. His gravestone remains in the park for all to see for now. Eventually someone will move it to the cemetery to put Hank to rest permanently. Since he was unwilling to go, Hank is sure to continue to prowl the streets even in death.

Monday, November 8, 2010


***Writers note: PLEASE KNOW, there were two updates today. Go read the previous one first! :-D ~xo***
Hank was off of work this evening. He had spent most of his day lounging in the park, chatting with random people. Some of the time was spent napping, or even reading a book. The evening though he decided to hunt for rocks. He had made a good amount of coin off the of the other random rocks he had picked up and thought maybe he could get just a few more. Hank remembered the night he had spent in the graveyard, he had seen a few of them lying on the ground. It seemed a nice place to find uncut gems.
Hank found three or four before he actually noticed that someone else was here as well. Lately Hank has become pretty outgoing, maybe it came with his aging. He went up to this lady and noticed automatically that she was different. "Hi, I'm Hank, what are you doing in the graveyard at this time of night?" Hank asked. He was always a little inappropriate, and abrupt when talking to other people. Some others don't like that quality. But this woman didn't seem to mind.
"Hello, my name is Jennifer." she laughed "And I'm here because I like the quiet. It is a nice place to relax." When she spoke, Hank noticed her teeth. This woman, Jennifer, was a vampire. He had met a vampire once at a party, but Jennifer seemed nicer than the other lady. They talked small talk, and joked around a little bit. The two of them talked until early morning.
They became friends and really got to know one another.
"You know, when I saw you here," Jennifer said, "honestly, I thought you might make good for a drink. We vampires survive on the blood of people like yourself. Now that I've gotten to know you so well, I will not feed on you, I'll have this instead." She ate a fruit of plasma to sustain herself.
Hank replied "Well that is good to hear. I guess. So is being a vampire interesting?" "To say the least! Yes it is very interesting. I love it. I remember being human, it was not nearly as fun or enlightening. I have learned so much since my rebirth. Everything we do is just another experience. We all live from one experience to the next. Take your days in stride and learn what you can." Jennifer stated. "It is getting to be sunrise my dear Hank, I must leave now, but please, accept an invitation to follow me home and spend today with me?" "Sure, I'll be glad too, maybe we can talk more about how you became... like you are." Hank said. "I'll be glad to tell you anything you want to know." Jennifer paused and gave Hank a big kiss. "Let's go" Hank and Jennifer left for her home. "You have a very expensive looking home, Jennifer!" Hank said "You must be rich." Hank always had a knack for being forward. Jennifer laughed at his directness and said "Thank you, and I wouldn't consider me too wealthy, I get by." The two of them went inside.
Jennifer talked for another few hours, and Hank listened. He loved hearing her talk. She talked of her meeting the vampire that turned her, and changed her life for the better. They spoke of their jobs, and Hank told her he had been arrested multiple times. Jennifer giggled at his jokes, and lightly touched his hands often. She even leaned in at one point to flirt with him some.
A little farther into more conversation, Hank actually learned that she was seeing someone, but she didn't consider it that serious. She also said that if Hank were to ask, she would leave her boyfriend to be with him. He didn't ask her to do that. Hank wasn't sure if he could, even though he knew he could spend his life with her. He loved her, but Jennifer didn't know he was without a home, that was about the only thing she didn't know about him. "Enough talk," Jennifer said, "Let's drink!" She went off to her bar and made them some drinks to enjoy. Actually as soon as she finished the first batch, she began another. It seemed to Hank that Jennifer wanted to get a bit toasty today.
After a lot of drinks and some garbled conversations, Jennifer admitted that she was tired and she wanted to go to bed. So she showed him the guest bedroom where he could stay, and went to her own room. Hank was tired as well and fell asleep almost before his head hit the pillow. Pretty soon though he was awoken from a queasy stomach. He found the nearest bathroom and let go of most of the beverages he had had that evening. Apparently it was a few too many.
After he had rinsed his mouth out, Hank started back to bed but stopped when he heard some weird muffled noises coming from Jennifer's room. He went to investigate and was horrified by what he saw. She was dying. This woman he had met and fallen in love with in just a single day, died. Right before his eyes she was passing on. Hank watched in terror, wanting to save her, but grounded to the spot in which he stood. She was leaving him, he never really had her, but she was leaving him. Before she left, she turned to Hank and winked at him. Though it wasn't aloud he heard her say "It's just another experience dear Hank, just another journey."
Hank cried. He cried harder than ever, and for the first time. At least that he could remember. After many tears, Hank felt he could no longer stand. He went back to the guest bedroom and fell upon the bed, only to shed more tears. He cried himself back to sleep.
He awoke with the suns rays gleaming through the window on him. For a split second he thought it all a dream. Then he heard her family, from the other side of the door. He could hear the pain in their voices and then it hit him that it had been real. His first love, and he will never be able to tell her how he felt. Hank wants to believe that she knows, but that is hard to do. Jennifer's family invited him to stay for the day. They knew he was hurt by her death as much as they were. Hank stayed, if only to be closer to her by being with her kin. Hank and Jennifer's son played games. They all had breakfast together, and Hank did the dishes. Sort of. This is Jennifer's, or was Jennifer's boyfriend, Ben. Hank told Ben he had to leave, but everything would be alright with them. Hank spoke of the way Jennifer told him how she felt about these things, just to take the days in stride. Learn from it all, and don't dwell. Hank left the family, possibly never to see them again. He would never know, though he hoped he would. It was evening and Hank had to work. Jogging to his work building, Hank noticed more of the scenery than he normally would have, before he met Jennifer. She had really taught him a lot in the short time they knew each other. He could never feel the same about anyone, ever again. He knew that. Work went slowly, Hank wasn't in the mood to be there. Afterward though, when his shift ended, Hank wasn't sure what to do next. He stood there for a few moments and just cried a little bit more. Being so late, and not wanting to do anything else, Hank slept. His dreams were full of Jennifer, and the lessons she taught him, he also dreamt of a life he longed for but wouldn't have. Now that he had met her, and she changed him, then left him, Hank knew he would never have what she gave him again. But he would still survive, he would be there tomorrow.

Life and Death

As Hank was making his rounds one morning he noticed that some one had left their laptop on the park table. He glanced around to see if anyone was approaching to claim it, but he saw no one. "Well if it's just sitting here..." Hank thought. He sat in front of it and opened the small computer. Although not sure what to do with it at first, he saw an icon labeled 'chess'. Hank likes chess, so he tried that one out. He played on there for a couple hours before he realized he had to get going if he were to make it to work on time.
To keep up with his athleticism that his work requires, he jogs there everyday. This workday basically consisted of pushing papers around, nothing hands on.

After his daily grind, Hank realized something. It was his birthday today. He was turning into and elder. Because he had never had one before, Hank really wanted a birthday cake to celebrate the last birthday he was going to recognize. He was just getting to far up in years to claim anymore of them. Hank had never stepped foot into the grocery store before. He stood there for a moment trying to think of the correct way to behave. "Ah, just act natural." He said to himself. Still having doubts about his 'natural' instincts, he went and purchased a cake. Nothing went wrong.

Figuring he had spent most of his life in the park, he may as well have his little celebration there. He put the cake on a nearby table and lit the candles.

One or two people that Hank happened to know came over and saw him through his aging process. No one else seemed to care. Hank gave himself a look, and realized being in his elder years wasn't much different than being an adult. Just some gray hair, and a few more wrinkles. He told the company that joined him to help themselves to cake, he wouldn't eat all of it. The two that joined him grabbed a slice. When Hank turned to find somewhere else to sit, he saw a crowd of people heading his way. No one really cared about the aging part, but when the cake became available for grabs, everyone in the park wanted some.

Only a short hour after Hank's birthday celebration, a gentleman on a nearby picnic blanket passed away. Hank did not know the man personally but the people surrounding this guy seemed very heartbroken. He seemed to be well known and well liked.

Hank felt sorry for their loss, but also very tired. He did go over to the crying crowd and offered his condolences to a few, even comforted the woman he figured was the new widow. After a few minutes of consoling strangers, Hank went and fell asleep on a park bench. As he fell asleep though, he couldn't help but think of that man and the fact that he had just had some of Hank's cake. Hank hoped the cake had nothing to do with the guy's death. In the morning, nearly forgetting the previous days experiences, Hank bathed in the park sink and went back out to spend the day fishing.

Before he could pull his fishing equipment out of hiding a few people came up to Hank and introduced themselves. Hank tried not to be rude and talked to each of them in turn for a few minutes. When they departed Hank went back to his original plan. He caught a bunch of fish, but still not knowing how to cook them for his benefit he sold them to the local grocery store.

The evening fast approaching, Hank glanced around for an unattended picnic basket. He spotted one on a park table. Recently, a few celebrities have moved to Sunset Valley. Though Hank hasn't met an actual star yet, he has seen many paparazzi. Paparazzi notice everything. After Hank had finished his free hot dog, a woman walked by pointing and laughing at him. She mumbled something about 'always being here' and 'must not have anywhere else to go' then walked off. Hank, slightly disheartened but no where near depressed, just shrugged off her statements and said "At least I don't tail around stars just hoping for them to notice me." Hank had noted a camera in her pocket, and figured she was one of the new photographers only around for shots of celebrities. It was time to leave. Hank changed into his workout clothes and started jogging.

His work building was not to far away from the park, but Hank took his time getting there today. His joints did seem a bit more achy since he became and elder. Maybe it affected him more than he thinks. He did not want to retire though, and thinking of it, he didn't want his boss to think he couldn't handle the work now that he has aged. Hank worked really hard that night. Just to prove he could. Hank also got a raise, not promotion, just more money per hour. He was pleased with that.