Prologue: Chapter 1


“Dad, I told you I am not joining.”

“David, I don’t have time to argue. Now get your butt down here.”


“No buts! I want you down here in ten minutes!”


That my friends was my father. I am suppose to go and join the military today. The key word suppose to. I really don’t want to. In fact I would rather not. But it’s my father. He wants me to. I am getting carried away with myself. I should start somewhere in the beginning and tell you about me, and my loving drunk of a father.


My name is David Rain and I live in the worst apartment ever with my father, Thomas Rain, not Tom or Tommy, nope it’s Thomas. Anyone ever call him those would be wise to run. He’s a temperamental man and he sure as hell hates when he’s called Tom or Tommy. This morning I woke up, late, and came out to see my father sitting, watching the tube. We both mumbled morning to each other before I took my seat.

I should first tell you about my father, before I get into my story.


My father is, well, actually was a good man. He was a family man, a loving husband, and a great father at one point. Today, he is a drunk, a womanizer, and at his wits ends when it came to his only child, me. He’s an ex-Marine, and yes I know, “once a Marine, always a Marine.” He’s now one of the best homicide detectives in the Bridgeport Police Department.

Even though he’s thought to be this hot shot detective, we barely make ends meat off of his wages. He spends all his money on three things, booze, cigarettes, and women. He spends what we have left on using it to search out my mother. She’s been missing since I was an infant. One morning she went out to buy him booze, myself some formula, and the next thing she’s gone. Her car was found in the river, and she has been presumed dead, but my dad has always believed otherwise.

This is why we live in the worst part of town in the worst apartment building. The place houses only drunks, prostitutes, gangbangers, drug dealers, and me. This is also why I want to get the hell out.


Today I had the bright idea of telling my father what my plans for the future was. It didn’t bode so well. I probably should have waited till we both had our morning brew, meaning me coffee and his beer.

“So, I am thinking about going into agriculture.” I said to him during a commercial.

He started to laugh. “Now that’s funny. You don’t even know where to start.”

“Do to. I been studying up on it.”

“Since when do you study?” I eyeballed him. “Hey I’ve seen those grades of yours. It’s not like you’re the sharpest tool in the shed.”

He had me there. I had four D’s and two F’s. My highest grade was in Biology with a whopping 69% average. It’s not like I studied, no it was more like I didn’t partake in actually going. “You know just because I have bad grades doesn’t mean I don’t know how to read or study.”

“No, its called truancy and the lack of showing your face when there’s a test. Which reminds me, are you planning on going today, or should I not even bother asking?”

The buzzer on our door saved me from another fight about school.


“WHAT!” I yelled. Seriously who rings so damn early in the morning.

“Hey, it’s me. I bare gifts. Hot coffee and donuts.” It was Lonni, my dad’s girl and the hottest woman on the planet.

“Yea come up.” I buzzed her in and sat back down.


“Morning.” She cheerfully said as she walked in bearing all that God had given her. My dad stirred in his seat to hide what was growing inside his pants, I did the same. She was smoking hot this fine morning.

She handed off the coffee. My dad poured some of the contents from his flask into his before he drank it. “Ahhhh, now that’s the stuff.” He said before lighting another cigarette. The three of us dug into the donuts and watched a woman kick a scrawny guy’s ass on “Jerry Springer.”


Soon, very soon, my father was wide awake, and wanting more than a coffee. He snuggled up against Lonni and whispered exactly what he wanted to do to her. Lonni giggled, “Tommy, stop. We can’t.” Lonni, I think, is the only sole survivor to call my father Tommy and live to tell the tale. She always calls him Tommy, especially when they are in the mood. She screams it a lot while they are in the bedroom and I have to put a pillow over my head to drown out both of them.

“Why not?” He asked. I gagged.

“He’s still in the apartment.” He, meaning me. I always cramped my dad’s love life.

My father eyed me. “Hey you, GO TO SCHOOL!” He yelled and pointed to the door. He didn’t need to tell me twice, you don’t stand in the way of my father and sex. Not unless you want to lose a limb.


I was out of my apartment as quickly as possible. My father and Lonni were forcibly making there way to the bedroom. My dad already had his boxers off in the living room when I walked out. It’s a disturbing thought, but I try to ignore it. Although if I was a daring kid, I could go in and tell Lonni about the prostitute my dad had over the night before, but I am partial to living and breathing.

At least I am daring enough to walk out of my apartment alone. This building isn’t exactly a high society place to live. It’s listed in the 10 most dangerous housing areas in the city of Bridgeport, and managed to work to the second spot, the prison being the top spot. In one room I could hear a woman shrieking, and I don’t think it’s Lonni. In another room I could hear a gun shot. I was just hoping the victim was dead, I’d hate to be part of a whole shootout. I just wanted to get on the elevator, which I was now praying wasn’t broken. I didn’t want to walk down eighteen flights of stairs, again.


I did think about attending school. I said, think. I did manage to get in the vicinity of the place. That’s gotta give me some points. I flipped my lucky coin, and as luck would have it, I didn’t actually need to go to school.

Instead I managed to head to the local park and ordered lunch at the roach coach. I ate a half frozen, half cooked bean, cheese, rice, and what I hoped to be beef burrito. It satisfied my hunger, and that is all that really matters, doesn’t it? I then wandered across the park to the pond, where I love to fish.


And this is where you came in. I was fishing before my father called. I’ve been fishing all day in fact. I didn’t catch much, some minnows and a gold fish, nothing special. This pond sucks compared to other places around here. I actually love catching minnows, they make for good, solid bait. Now, though, I have to actually put away my fishing gear and head to City Hall where the recruiting office is located. It’s one thing to yell over the phone to my father, it’s another to disobey him.


“How was school?” He asked jokingly as I walked up the steps. I only eyed him. He and I both knew I didn’t go to school.

“Sorry I’m late, the green line had a delay.” I told him.

“Yea I know. I was stuck on it earlier today. You ready?” He asked me. He seemed calmer. Probably because he got some before he made his way to City Hall.

“No, I don’t want to join. Why are you making me do this?” I asked. This was my final ditch effort. We have had this fight over and over again for the last two months.

“Look, this is for your own good David. This will get you out of here, and maybe after four years you will be a better man and not a whiney ass kid. If you do this, I will give you your trust fund that mom and I started for you. It will be enough for you to go out on your own and it will be enough to buy that plot of land you want.”

“So, all I have to do is join and I get mom’s money?”

“No you have to give the military four years and at the end of your term I will send you the money. It’s not much, but it will be a start for you.”

“Fine. Let’s get this over with.”


My dad held the door open for me. It was late and he had managed to persuade the sergeant in charge to stay till I showed up. I signed the papers, was handed pamphlets, and was given study material. I needed to know a lot before my scheduled date to leave for boot camp. As my dad and I walked out, he smiled. “I’m proud of you kid.” He said to me. I was on my way to becoming a jarhead, yuck!


I returned to my favorite place, home. My father had to do a steak out on the upper east side of town. I looked up at the sorry ass building and wondered if I should just leave town and forget the Marines, and forget my father. But I knew in my heart I could never do that. My father already had one missing person he was looking for, he didn’t need two. So I bucked up and told myself, It’s just four years, how hard can it be? Plus I knew in the end I would have enough money to get out of this dump and get my own place, a house even.

Author: orangeplumbob

When I'm not blogging, I'm often reading, writing, or playing video games. I am obsessed with Doctor Who, Supernatural, Fox's Lucifer, and ruining my Sims' lives.

29 thoughts on “Prologue: Chapter 1”

  1. Oh I like this! I loved that last picture of him with the city behind him. Very dramatic. I can’t wait to see how you get from the Marines to farming. I’m so excited, I’m bouncing in my chair.

  2. Thanks. I knew you would like it. And that picture is my favorite picture I took all day yesterday. I have a couple more parts to write then I’ll be on my way to the challenge.

  3. Oh, I love it! I love all the characterization you’re doing. They feel like real people. It’s a really unique start, going from the big city and a bad environment to wholesome country living. Can’t wait for the next update!

  4. I love this…I could tell it was going to be good from the starts of your later chapters that I scanned through, but it’s even better than I thought! Your sims do seem very real. If you don’t mind me asking, do you use default replacement faces and bodies…if so, which ones? And, where did you get Thomas’ hair? I have trouble finding good CC so when I see it I’ve got to know where you found it!

    1. The hair is from: I love Aikea Guinea’s cc and Club Crimsyn is one of the best sites for CC, in fact the entire apartment is covered in Club Crimsyn cc. As for the skin replacements, face and body from sexysims, the adult site for modthesims and the eyes were from modthesims but I don’t see them there anymore. Also I have KitKat’s beard replacements which I love.

      Thanks for the cmpliment. I really try hard to make my sims sound so real. Even in game I try to think of them actually going through life like normal people, and my stories just come to life that way.

  5. Oh my gosh! What an AWESOME backstory! I’m so intrigued and can’t wait to learn more. I like to make connections between Sims and the real world (if that makes sense) when I write, and you’ve done so superbly!

    You obviously have great talent for writing!

    I’m so glad I decided to return readership today!


  6. I don’t have a lot of time to read these days, so I hear a lot about great stories happening and I always wind up missing out on them. However, Miss Styx told me that this was one of her favorites and as I trust her taste in stories I knew this was one worth checking out.

    She was right, this is really good. I love the writing style. Its very gritty. I’m a big fan of gritty and raw and dark. I like David so far. He seems like one of those kids who has had to grow up faster than he should have, and is therefore kind of jaded and cynical about the world. Like, he’s seen it all already so there’s just no surprises anymore. He’s definitely still a teenager at heart though. I can’t wait to see how the Marines ‘straightens him out’. His hair, I imagine will be the first to go. Hehe. Too bad, because I like it. 🙂

    Like the others have said its very real. It’s emotional, without being like…pummeled with it. You immediately have sympathy for David, but you don’t outright pity him. Its the perfect balance. I’m definitely going to be making sure I get caught up on this. 🙂


    1. Thanks Toast, and I have to say I am a huge fan of Let It Be. I just got caught up with it. David is one of those guys that has heart but tries to be tough because he has to be, and that’s what I try to portray. Thanks for the comments. 🙂 Hope you continue to enjoy the story.

      1. Thats exactly what he seems like to me. Like, he’s had to push his heart deep down and put this wall around it in order to like, survive.

        I’m really loving this, and Thank you! That means a lot to me. 😀

  7. Hi! 🙂 Styxlady linked me here and I’ve just started reading. I have to say I absolutely love it so far! David’s just so real! I’m amazed at your writing skills. ^_^

    I’ll definitely be reading what you have up and sticking around. ^^ And when I’ve caught up, I’m adding you to my ‘favourites’ page.

  8. I have only read a chapter here and there, and I think it is about time I read this whole thing. The prologue was great. David and Thomas could easily become my favorite characters. Do you have them up for download on the exchange or media fire?

    1. David is available on my Download the Rains page in the Generations menu, as for Thomas I do not have him up for download – sorry. I have to go look and see if I still have him in my bin, and if I do I can upload him. And I’m glad you are taking the time to read it from the beginning. Hope you enjoy the journey.

    1. I feel special. Love you ZB!!! I hope you love it as much as I love your blog. Though I am anxiously awaiting your chapter and Hibi’s version of how he met Nauti – HOTTEST COUPLE EVER!!!

  9. Ooooh, just found you! And this is really good. I love how you started it, with his being forced into the military. I’m going to keep following!

  10. Hey babe this is good stuff, I think Thomas looks like Doug from WEEDS and David kinda looks like Andy. I hope to be caught up some day sorry for taking so long to read your work.

    1. Well duh it’s good. It’s my writing XD hahaha. I love you. I can’t believe that you are finally reading this! I squealed and jumped up and down when I saw your comment. Of course everyone at the Sims 3 Writers Group knows and are happy that you are reading it as well. Took you long enough. I really hope you enjoy it. Parker is my favorite. . . Wait you knew that. LoL.

      And Thomas doesn’t look like Doug, does he? He certainly acts like him. Hahaha. Except he doesn’t get high. David looks like the 10th Doctor in my opinion XD Just read. You have 18 months XD Love you and thank you so much for at least trying to read Different Rain.

  11. Hello, just started reading this (actually, I am up to the start of gen two but I like to try and comment on all chapters)
    I loved the start to this! It got me hooked right away. It is very different from most of what I’ve read for stories and I love how unabashedly real it is, with the adult content.
    And I saw in a comment you said he looked a bit like the 10th Doctor (and yeah I see it too). I bloody well love you for that 😀 ~mmmmm, Tennant~

    1. O.O A new reader? Thank you!!! I try to make this real, I don’t ever want to censor what the Rains are and I really am trying not to. The Rains are hardcore, and tell it like it is. I love them because of it.

      David Tennant was actually used to make this David. I made his sim a female and then used Thomas and rolled and what you see is what you get for the founder. I really love the Tenth Doctor as well.

      1. I love that you don’t censor it. It makes me wince at times and cringe, but that’s what life does. xD
        Tennant is my favorite Doctor with Jon Pertwee (the Third) very very close behind him.
        And since a Tennant sim was used to add genes into this family, I shall now wallow in the gloriousness of it all. -wallows-

      2. You do such a good job, this story is amazing -thumbsup- I love the Rains too. I was hooked right from this start!
        I am a huge fan of the show. My parents loved it, and so they raised me on it. xD When the show started again I never thought I would love any of the Doctors more than I did Jon Pertwee (the Third) but yeah… Tennant… and his hair… OH that hair ❤ (though Pertwee is still right behind him)
        And YAAAAAAAHH!!!! Tennant genes have gone into making the Rains? Excuse me while I wallow in the gloriousness of it all. -wallows-

  12. I must say you had me at “Dad, I told you I am not joining.” I’ve already read chapter 1 and I’m on to the next one. I’m definitely going to read the rest of this legacy, it’s really captivating.
    PS ~ if you don’t mind I just finished this prologue of mine and I was just hoping you could click by to read and feed :^D

  13. Oh wow.. You’re an amazing writer. This is my first time reading your story, I’m only on chapter one of the prologue, but I already love it. I have to keep reading it! 🙂 I hope you keep up this good job. ❤

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