Trapped in the matrix

Sul Sul!

Elena North here.

Last time I left you off with a burning question:

Are we all just Sims?

Well seemingly – WE ARE!!!

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Of course, nobody believed my grandchild Marina when she first uttered her suspicion.

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Marina North is my granddaughter,

born to my daughter Carolin North and her husband Florian Palm,

and I am very proud of her.

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Our old dollhouse taught Marina what she needed to know about how

life used to be before the Apocalypse.

Carolin told her as I had taught Carolin.

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Little Marina was a happy child, learning the family pastime – chess – at a very early age.

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Her father – Florian Palm – didn’t care much about her,

but Marina was quite an independent girl from the very beginning.

Her toddler years flew by;

in retrospective, we can’t even remember if she ever WAS a toddler.

😉

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She has a little brother, Leo, with whom she played very often. 02-10-16_21-12-53

Also Leo’s toddler years seem to have flown without notice.

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Marina and Leo were fast to learn reading and writing and calculating,

and all the other stuff kids need to know.

My grandkids, I’m so proud of them.

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Sometimes Marina freaked out because of a monster under her bed;

so did Leo. They then napped on the adult’s big bed until their fear had passed.

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Like everyone, Marina suffered from the unhygienic living conditions.

But what to do?

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Then Marina grew a teen…

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She learned basic cooking… a necessary skill in the shelter.

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Only source of some fun: playing chess, mostly with her younger brother Leo.

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The big teddy bear often was an outlet for her anger with the world.

I cannot clearly define when Marina started her suspicion that WE ARE ALL SIMS.

All of a sudden somewhen after she became a teen,

she started talking about a conspiracy.

Of course at first, nobody believed her, especially not her mother Carolin.

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After all, Marina was a creative girl. But also evil.

And she loved the outdoors, always felt trapped inside the shelter.

And from trapped inside the shelter, a feeling of being trapped in a matrix,

her conspiracy theory seemed just too illogical.

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But Marina didn’t give up. Once and again she explained her theory.

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In between, some fun with the family playing games…

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She overtook the computer when her uncle left it for some time,

and the power was on.

She searched for proof – proof for her conspiracy theory that seemed so odd.

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Because yes, things were bad, but they seemed almost artificially bad.

Who was behind all this?

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Playing with her brother, who did halfway believe her…

at least he considered the opportunity…

She also pleaded to us ghosts to believe her…

whispering into the night – WE ARE ALL JUST SIMS…

„could she be right?“ – I wondered…

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Florian listened to her and got convinced…

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… she looked for proof everywhere in the depths of the system…

… trying to step behind the matrix…

Then she got a sabbath year off from work,

and decided to use it for having kids…

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… because meanwhile, she was married to Akira Kibo.

Another „Tech Guru“. Like Fabio and Florian had been. Losers. Huh.

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One… two… and then…

THREE babies!!!

OMG Marina!!!

I have THREE grand-grandchildren!

Marina and Akira called the three boys Christian, Marvin, and Enrico.

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Oh yeah, life with three toddlers. It WAS a chore for the parents, that for sure.

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Marina and Akira often were on the edge of their sanity.

The kids were stinky, dirty, hungry, unwell, screaming, crying…

… and the shelter was one hot mess.

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Still, they tried to give them as much love as they could.

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Marina went to work again.

Meanwhile she was a net-daemon…

programming viruses to attack the central computer.

And then,

she really stepped into the matrix.

And she almost went insane from the revelation:

Indeed, WE ARE ALL SIMS!!!

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I tried once to get behind what she did,

but it was just too complex for me.

I’m a food girl.

I know about cooking.

Computers will forever be strangers to me.

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The three toddler boys soon grew into schoolkids… luckily for Marina and Akira.

At least now they could get some well-deserved rest from raising them,

as the boys became more and more independent.

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Marina also grew older.

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And then,

without leaving any proof,

she disappeared from this world.

She haunts the spirit world now.

R.I.P. Marina North –

my wonderful granddaughter.

My legacy lives on in your descendants.

So, we’ve found out we are all Sims.

But how was that to help us Apocalypse Sims?

Well… we found a way so that our player would give us

an extra „kaching“ code of 1000 simoleons when we were in need,

mostly after the mob had taken all our money on Mondays.

Other than that, we struggled on… but we convinced our player

to let only well-trained Sims join our family as mates to our legacy. 

You will soon know more… 

For just now, we were still dirty, unhappy Sims.

My grandchild Leo North tried to change it…

but I am jumping forward.

Let me rest a bit.

I’ll go on counting very soon.

Until then, I remain

sincerely yours

Elena North

 

No video game

Sul Sul!

Elena North here.

Yes, I am having fun playing video games,

but…

my direct descendants didn’t have that luxury…

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The thing we had, was an old computer,

that seemed to be from the stone age…

it worked only when the power was on (for some short time),

and when it did, Fabio was there.

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He loved programming, and playing video games…

I couldn’t see how what he did would help our region,

but hey, I let him have fun…

fun was scarce in the postapocalyptic world.

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You do remember Fabio, don’t you? The youngest of my four children.

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Fabio was good and outgoing, a whiz kid.

His only source of fun beside the old computer was chess,

the family game.

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In his childhood he had known only the life in the shelter,

after everything I knew in my own youth had collapsed.

But I tried to teach my kids how the world used to be,

with help of the dollhouse.

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I tried to give my kids a normal family life,

as far as was „normal“ in these times.

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Playing chess was the family pastime.

(We had our own version of it: stop the zombie).

We all grew older.

Patrick tried to find a beverage that was drinkable,

Celina tried to send out an emergency call to the world to repair our sewage,

and Carolin, who had restored the black market, got partnered with Florian Palm.

All the while Fabio hoggled the computer and did whatever he did.

Either he, Celina, or Florian…

one of them was always using the computer when the power was on.

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It seemed to magically draw them in.

The magnetism of a computer.

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Fabio said he wanted to be an „eSports Gamer“,

whatever that was.

Oh, please don’t get me started!

Just what we needed in all this chaos.

A computer game.

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Carolin had her kids, Marina and Leo,

and Celina, Patrick and Florian did their things,

and Fabio was on the computer.

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If he wasn’t, because the power was off,

he could be found playing chess. Of course.

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Celina still tried her best to send her stinky SOS, but failed.

Fabio, like all, suffered because of the unhygienic conditions.

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Florian was Fabios closest friend.

The two had similar goals in life, both of which had to do with the computer,

and I never quite understood.

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Life went on in the shelter…

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For Fabio, it went on with video games.

He said he wanted to get people to repair the power grid,

so that we could all play video games all day long.

… what to say about that.

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Everybody grew older, as Marina grew up as well…

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… and Marina tried to tell her conspiracy theory to everybody.

She claimed we were all just Sims.

Fabio was the first to believe her.

Crazy enough to believe her crazy words.

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Fabio had spent enough time with „The Sims“ to know

that they were very, VERY similar to us.

And that we might just as well be Sims…

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Marina inherited Fabios passion for the computer from her uncle…

… she was there trying to find a proof that we were all trapped in a matrix,

that we were all Sims.

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Ha, the computer.

What a strange world to me.

Could it really be that we were all just virtual creatures?

Be as it be,

Fabios time of video gaming was up too soon.

He was going into the light.

R.I.P., Fabio.

My dear son.

Your nephew and niece soon overtook the computer from you.

And you play forever in the realm of the spirits,

where the electric power is never off.

But the question remains:

ARE WE ALL JUST SIMS?

Hopefully I can answer it soon.

Let me rest a bit, an old lady needs pauses between counting.

Until very soon,

sincerely yours,

Elena North