Pack You Bags, Book Your Trip AndTAKE A HIKE With Frankie Shirey!

Pack you bags, book your trip and TAKE a HIKE with Frankie Shirey!

Does your sim need to get away from it all? Are they maybe trying to get over their failed marriage (like our main man here), or forget a relationship that shouldn't have happened? Maybe they're running from their tragic past, or seeking a cleansing experience to cure their raging alcoholism! Or maybe they just hecking love nature, or need a way to finish their frog collections in an organized environment. Whatever the reason, BACKPACKING ACROSS SIMNATION promises to bring together total strangers in rudimentary accommodations, where we all are forced to face the harsh yet freeing simplicity of camping.

MAX 7 PARTICIPANTS 🏕️ 🧭 No eliminations, we're all in this 'til the end 🧭 Romantic goal not guaranteed nor required, the challenge will go with the flow! Main focus on storytelling and building relationships and experiences!

• any gender, young adult, adult or elder • human only • rich backstory encouraged, family members/pets/household also welcome (they won't be part of the challenge, but they're free to roam to world) • can have skills, any level you want • please add likes and dislikes as much as you want • no alpha hair, clothes can be maxis mix • can have multiple outfits per category, but keep in mind that we're camping in the wilderness!

I use Wicked Whims, Lumpinou's Relationship & Pregnancy Overhaul Collection, Basemental drugs, so sim can have traits and other features based on them. (Such as wicked attributes, thoughts on kids etc.) Sliders and presets are fine! I have my own defaults so please don't include any override cc though!

Deadline for entries is the end of October, or until there's enough backpackers. Tag #takeahikechallenge and @kirsicca

Welcome along on this wonderful journey!

Lyla didn't know what to say as she watched the little girl smiling over at her. She seemed so happy; but Lyla knew that wasn't always the case. Children were resilient. They would be the first to look on the bright side even if their entire world was falling apart. The fact that she was outside of her home in the chill evening air just to avoid her parents and their fights spoke volumes.

"How old is she?", Lyla asked as she turned back towards Barbara and followed her over towards the front steps of the trailer.

"Just turned nine this past August. Her mom, Brielle, got pregnant when she was fifteen, and Butch, the father, is a lot older than her. Her mother made her marry Butch because of the pregnancy so the baby wouldn't be a bastard. It's the worst kept secret in the world, and that poor girl has suffered because of it."

Lyla hated that she knew what that was like. Her own father had disappeared shortly after her mother got pregnant. Her mother never really explained why. She always said that having a family hadn't been a part of his plans, and she had accepted that. Still, it had left Lyla growing up wondering who her father was and what had happened to him. Did he even know that she existed? She may never know for certain, but she knew that the answers ate her away at night.

"My advice to you, child, is to keep to yourself. Southern hospitality is for people who deserve it and they don't. Butch does a lot of things he shouldn't, and he's constantly in and out of jail. And Brielle...well, she's been known to run off my tenants with her theatrics. Buy earplugs. You can still hear their screaming over here. "

"I don't know! Some girl. The old bat is taking her over there right now."

Butch was quiet as Brielle continued to stare out the window. Having someone occupy that trailer was going to put a wrench in his plans, but there was nothing he could do about that. He would just have to look for a place elsewhere to move. He couldn't keep doing what he was doing with the landlord watching his every move, and he had to get away from Brielle. He couldn't stand living with her and her brat of a daughter for one more minute.

"How old is she?", he asked, curiously, as the gears began to move in his head.

"She looks young, but who knows. Pretty, I guess, but she's wearing the rattiest clothes I've ever seen. I thought we had it bad here."

Butch rolled his eyes as he reached into his pocket, searching for the blunt that he has stuffed inside of it earlier.

Maybe his plans weren't completely ruined after all, he thought, as he lit the blunt and moved it to his lips to take the first of many smokes that day.

Things are getting spooky at the Manning’s

cute as a button

Chapter One: A Place to Call Home

Millhaven had been Lyla's home for as long as she could remember, but it was only recently that she had found herself without a home. Tragic circumstances had lead the seventeen year old girl to the entrance of the trailer park with nothing but the ratty and torn clothes on her back and her entire life savings - a whole 500 dollars - in the back pocket of her cargo pants, and she wasn't even sure if she would be able to afford the rent in this place. Anything had to be better than where she was coming from, and she wouldn't go back there - not for anything in the world.

"It looks like there is someone inside the office.", Lyla thought to herself, as she peered over her shoulder, trying to gather the courage to approach the office. She knew that she had to do this, and the truth was that she didn't have a choice. She had to take care of herself, because no one else was going to do that for her. Her mother was gone, and there was nothing she could do to change that reality.

As Lyla made her way towards the little building by the front entrance, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with the anxiety of her new life. She would have thought she would have been more prepared for this. Mama had been sick for a long time. It should have been such a relief that she didn't have to suffer anymore. But, the reality was that she had been taking care of her mother for so long that she hadn't really ever learned how to take care of herself. She had always been a fast learner, however, and she knew she would tackle this situation head on.

"Breathe, Lyla. Everything is going to be okay.", she said to herself as she approached the front door, knocking gently.

"Come in.", the gruff voice called out from the other side, and she took them up on the offer, doing everything in her power to remain calm despite the chaos that raged inside her mind and her heart.

Just a little bonus moment from my last story post, that happened autonomously after I pressed play on the game. 🐰