Simaroonies

I thought I would take this opportunity to share with you MY rules for simming and posting about my sims. 

As I see it, my responsibility as a member of the human race (and a user of social media) is to keep MYSELF safe and protect those in my charge who are smaller, weaker, younger and/or less abled than me. My children are grown men, and I no longer teach or care for young children, so the number of people I am directly responsible for is pretty small (Just me!). Whether real life or online, both my physical and mental safety are MY responsibility.

As such, I will never hold YOU responsible for triggering my issues. I will never blame you if I see something on your page that offends me. I will never attack you personally for expressing an opinion that I don’t agree with or for discussing topics that make me feel uncomfortable. I will never expect you to stop posting or change your content because it offends my sensibilities.

I hereby take responsibility for myself. 

As one of your followers, and as a user of the internet in general, if you post something I dislike I will do one of the following things:

Ignore it and keep scrolling. (I do this 99.9% of the time.)

Check the tags on the post to see if there is something I should add to my block list.

Message you privately to discuss it. 

Unfollow or block you.  

Hopefully those things will be done privately and will not become part of the public discourse. After all, some people are triggered by arguments and drama, and there is really no way for anyone to avoid it if they use Tumblr for their sim posting.

As a poster, I will warn you if I am going to make a post that contains overtly sexual or graphic content. If my posts are going to show genitals I will tag them for nudity. If you come to me and ask me to add a tag to my posts, or express some other concern over my content, I will do the best I can to resolve the issue to your satisfaction, even if that means I suggest you block me. 

That being said…

If you are over 18 you must take responsibility for your own viewing and safety online. Expecting others to do it for you leaves you open to becoming a victim. Personally, I have a list of tags that are blocked, because I have triggers. Some simmers don’t tag their posts, so I have a short list of tumblrs that are blocked. There are ways to protect yourself that keep the power in your hands, and takes away the ability others have to harm your mental state with sensitive content. If you don’t know how, ask someone for help or use the help feature on your social media site. Block the tags that harm you!

Matthew: [unloading luggage] Well, [wipes hands] that’s the last of it. Mckenzie, It’s good to see you, however, considering the circumstances you’ll have to forgive me for my lack of formalities.

Mckenzie: [sarcastic] Uncle. Matt. It is always a pleasure.

Matthew: [clears throat] Now, Kimberly. I trust you know the rules?

Kimberly: Yes.

Matthew: …and? What are they?

Kimberly: I’m not allowed to speak, see or think about Mr. Baker. Mr. Baker is not allowed to visit and I, under any circumstances am not permitted to leave without you giving the OK first.

Mckenzie: [annoyed] You are aware this is your daughter and not some recruit of yours, right? 

Matthew: [angry] Mckenzie, I’d watch your tone!

Mckenzie: Or…what? You’re gonna call my mommy and tell her how bad of an influence I am? Take a number and get in line, uncle Matt. 

Matthew: [irritated] I don’t have time for this. Kimberly, I put an envelope with some money in your suitcase. Should you need more, let me know. I need to get going if I’m going to make it back before traffic hits in the morning. I’ll talk to you soon. [turns and leaves]

It is your simblr, your game and your place for relaxing. 

You don’t owe anything to anyone.

You can change stories, challenges how many times you want if you feel like playing with ten different challenges , quitting some and starting new, you can it is your blog. 

Don’t let anyone dictate how you play your game, how you post or write your stories. Your blog, your rules, you decide. 

You can take breaks and hiatuses and it is not a bad thing, instead a good thing for you! 

Be mindful of others and be friendly, treat other simmers how you want to be treated. Courtesy and good manners get you far. 

Make someone happy daily and post on their post, like all posts, or send a little ask with nice words. 

Play sims and enjoy the game, play it for you and if you feel like sharing the game play , writing a story you do that. 

Block all anon hate and do not post that. Posting messages from salty anons gives them just more boost, Block and delete, rinse and repeat, if nothing else helps turn anon off.

Be safe sound and happy and play sims! 

Austen @ Austen: This can’t be fucking real. The fact that she’s actually gone and fucking Matthew Newman is the reason is enough to make me want to throat punch someone. That person being him. *looks at phone* Still nothing from her. Dick face probably took her phone so she can’t tell me where she is. He knows I’d be on my way to get her right now.

*dials Kim*

Austen: C’mon, babe. Pick up, pick up.

*clicks over*

Kim’s Voicemail: Hiii! Kimmy speaking! I’m sorry I missed your call. I must be nose deep in a book somewhere. *giggles* If you want to leave me a message I’ll give you a call back just as soon as I possibly can. If not, no biggie. I’ll call you back nonetheless. Okay, bye! *beep*

Austen: Uh, *clears throat* hey, babe. It’s me. I, uh…I’m just calling to make sure you’re okay and…to hear your voice. I told you I would text or call as soon as I got my phone but you haven’t been responding. *sighs* Listen, babe, I’m sorry for getting so snappy today. It’s just…you blindsided me and I didn’t even have a chance to fully process what was going on. I know it’s not your fault– it’s mine. I should have listened when you told me he would send you away if we were seen together. I guess I forgot how much of a small of a town this place is. I shouldn’t have been so careless when it came to you. I’m working on a way to come see you. I don’t know when that will be, but know that I am trying. I-I..I’m sorry, babe, but please, call me when you get this. I don’t care what time. Just…call me. Please. I miss you. So much.

Oh! Tell your dad he can go suck a dick.

Bye, baby. I’ll talk to you soon.

Alice:  Okay, Kim. There they are just like I said they would be. Now’s the time to talk…your dad will be here any minute.

Kimberly: I…I… *panics* I can’t do it. I-it’s too hard. I can’t say goodbye.

Alice: *calmly* Kim, you have to tell him. You’ve stalled long enough! Too long to be honest. You should have told him the moment you found out your dad was sending you away.

Kimberly: I know! I know…

——-

Mark: Woah, guys… Alice and, oh shit! Austen! Kim’s here! If her dad sees…

Austen: *looks over* Shit. OK. Hang on guys. I’ll be right back.

——-

Austen: Hey, babe. What are you doing here? If your dad catches y- *gasps* woah! Now this is the kind of hello I can get used to. Missed me that much, huh?

Kimberly: Austen, babe, I don’t have a lot of time. Look I-I just came by to say goodbye. My dad-

Austen: Woah, woah. Wait. I think I need to get my hearing checked because it sounded like you were saying goodbye.

Kimberly: I-I am. My dad is on his way to pick me up now. He’s sending me to live with my cousin.

Austen: Excuse me? You’ve got to be joking. Please tell me you’re joking.

Kimberly: *shakes head* I’m sorry. I wanted to tell you when he mentioned it but I just couldn’t. I-I’m sorry!

Austen: When?! When were you going to tell me? When you made it to wherever you were going? Fuck, Kimberly!

Kimberly: I didn’t think he was actually serious! He’s always saying he’s going to do this and that but they’re always just empty threats. I was just hoping this was going to blow over.

Austen: Fuck. *exhales* Well, do you at least know where you’re going?

Kimberly: Windenburg.

Austen: Christ!

Kimberly: Wait, just listen. My cousin, McKenzie. She’s not like the rest of my dad’s family. I managed to talk my dad into letting me stay with her and because she’s so far away he went with it. She has an art studio that she’s already mentioned about me getting a job and is definitely okay with you coming to visit if you ever get the chance to. I’m going to save up money to move here on my own without my father. We will  see each other again. I promise.

Austen:  You’re damn right we will! What’s her ad-

*yelling* Sergeant Newman: Kimberly?! Let’s go. NOW!

Austen: *mumbles* Fuck off. Let me know the moment you get in. I’ll text you as soon as I get off.

Kimberly: I gotta go. *whispers* Alice has all the information. I gave it to her once I knew where I was going. I already miss you so much.

*yelling* Sergeant Newman: Kimberly! Don’t make me tell you again!

Kimberly @ her dad: I’m coming! Let me at least say goodbye!

Kimberly:  Goodbye, Austen. I’ll see you soon?

Alice: *softly* Hey, Kim. What are you doing sitting here all by yourself? Kimberly: Oh. H-hey, Alice. I’m, uh, just waiting for my dad to finish work for the day. What brings you here?

Alice: I just came by to put in for leave. Mark and I are planning a little vacation. *concerned* Are you okay? You seem…upset.

Kimberly: Y-yeah. It’s just- my dad and I- we kinda got into a fight last night and I’m trying to wrap my head around it.

Alice: Well, do you want to talk about it? I promise I’m a good listener and I promise nothing leaves this bench. So, *nudges* waddaya say?

Kimberly: I-I guess Austen went to talk to my dad the other day to get permission to date me. *mumbles* The talk didn’t go well. *sighs* Next thing I know my father comes home and storms into my room screaming that he won’t tolerate insubordination and that I am to obey his orders. When I defended my self he said I was turning into my mother. If that wasn’t the biggest slap in the face. And, to make matters worse, he’s sending me away for a while. Say’s it’s for the best and that this place and the people in it are a bad influence on me.

Alice: Jeeeesus. I knew Sergeant was an asshole but I thought it was only to us. Have you talked to Austen about this? Does he know you’re leaving?

Kimberly: N-no. I haven’t had the chance to. My dad took my phone and is making me come to work with him. Which, to answer you earlier question, is why I’m here.

Alice: Oh, Kim. You have to tell him. Do you know when you’re leaving or where you’re going?

Kimberly: I know I do! That’s the hardest part about all of this. He hasn’t said when or where so I have really no solids answers to the questions Austen might ask! I don’t want to just say ‘I don’t know’ because he won’t be happy with that. I know we haven’t know each other long, but I know him. I know I wouldn’t be happy with that answer. It’s almost better I don’t say anything that way he-