I don’t even know what to write here.
So, I’ve written a few things, mostly short stories. Mostly sci-fi, ‘cuz sci-fi’s awesome. And it’s not like I just slap words together until the Word document reaches a certain number of pages. I put actual thought into those stories! Sci-fi has to make sense! You have to create a world that the reader can get sucked into and believe in.
I guess I just thought this would be easier than actual writing. I just talk about me instead! But no. I think I’ve been staring at the screen for an hour now.
Let’s see…if this was a story I was making up I’d start at an interesting point. Maybe a point where things changed in my character’s experience. Or maybe right before things changed so the reader could get a sense of where the character came from before things blew up in their paper face.
I guess that’s not a bad way to start. The last big change in my life? Well, that happened when I was ten.
My family moved 10,000 miles across the world. No, that’s not an exaggeration. It actually might be an understatement. Yep. The actual number is 10,441.4 miles.
I was born, and spent the beginning of my childhood, in a little Simican town called Sunset Valley. Yeah, it was a little hokey. As far as I know, my parents were born and raised there too, just like pretty much everyone else in Sunset Valley. I wouldn’t say I liked it there, but it wasn’t a bad place. Some people were jackasses, but, hey, that species is pretty widespread in its invasiveness.
What was I talking about? Oh yeah…
So my family moved from backwoods Sunset Valley to resort riddled Isla Paradiso. Yeah, it was a bit of a culture shock, I’ll admit. We moved right after Christmas, and I remember wondering where the snow was when we landed.
My family; Dad calls it the Mayfield Clan. Though I think one of my uncles coined the phrase. My dad’s the fine older gentleman at the right end there, Mortimer Mayfield. A little older than most dads, sure, but he’s still moving. The tall blonde next to him is my mother, Chloe Mayfield. She’s a game developer; a real computer nerd. The other blonde is my mother’s sister, Shaye, or as I call her, Tia. She’s never worn shoes, and she speaks in weird earth-mother-type riddles. It’s cool. The short blonde in yellow is my cousin, Cloud Flower. Yeah, she’s Tia’s kid. And no one knows who her dad is except me. Well, and Tia, of course. And that strapping young ginger lad at the left end? That’s my brother, Walter; my little bro. Little as in younger. Yeah, he’s still a good foot taller than me. I ain’t mad.
The whole reason we moved was my brother, Walter. He’s not normal. But normal is overrated and pissy. Long story short, Walter was getting shit for being different. Luckily, my dad was smart about it and decided to just move us all out somewhere where no one knew about Walt’s difference.
Walter is the best, goddamn person to have ever walked this planet. He wants to save people. No, he really does. He’s deathly afraid of water, but wants to be a lifeguard because he believes that’s what the world needs. How awesome can you get?!
“Tony! Are you ready yet? If we don’t leave soon, we’ll be late!”
Speaking of my beautiful brother, that would be him.
“Anthony. We agreed on 2 pm. It’s 2:13.”
And that’s my mother. She’s the only one who calls me Anthony.
Anthony? Yeah, that’s me, but I prefer Tony. It’s less letters. I went by Ant for a while, but it got too confusing as I’ve got four of those already.
Yep, I’m Tony Mayfield. And this is my story!
Generation 3 has finally arrived! 😀 What do you think of Tony? I’d love some feedback!
A house update is coming, probably next Monday. It’ll just be me showing off the house as I haven’t figured out how to include more shots of the house with Tony’s perspective how it is.
Bonus pictures of the other Mayfields at their new island houses:
The Thompsons at a modified Lexington (placed from Library). I love the Lexington. It’s such a good big-family home. Lots of space.
The Wolffs at the Modern Marvel (Isla Paradiso house). It’s a good house, a bit too straight-up for me, but I was able to make a children’s room for…reasons. 😉
The Steels at a heavily modified Kid Friendly, Mother Approved (placed from Library). Another great house. Honestly, a lot of the pre-made houses that came with Generations are pretty well-made. I usually throw out some clutter, but that’s it. I made this one look more island-y since it directly overlooks the ocean.
And Donovan with Titus Goth at another, less modified Kid Friendly, Mother Approved (placed from Library). I was pretty tired at this point and my laziness got the better of me. But like I said, you just can’t go wrong with the Generation homes. I think Donovan takes his baby girl and moves out pretty soon after this, though.
Note: Just a quick one, but I thought I’d let you guys know. I’m planning on doing something a wee bit different for the writing style of generation 3. Normally I try to write how I think the narrator would actually speak. That’s why Ellie’s book was full of southern twang and Chloe’s was a bit more analytical and colder.
However, for generation 3, due to certain things, the chapters won’t be written like Tony’s talking. This one is the only exception, since he’s introducing himself, thus, talking. Instead they’ll be written how I think he would write them. Less of a pure narrative and more of an autobiography. Spoilers: Tony’s a writer. He doesn’t have any traits for it, but he rolled a lot of wishes for it early on and has now almost maxed the skill. So, I figured I’d work that in.
Thanks for reading! ^_^