~ KYLA’S STORY ~
Hello. My name is Kyla Newman and the year is 2525. I have been on my own since I was a teen. That was many years ago and my youth has slipped away from me and I am now an adult.
Back then, our world was ravaged by wars and my parents were killed in one of the many blasts that plagued our world. I was lucky to escape. The blasts made many of the sims sterile, and the government devised testing to find women who were still able to bear children and pair them with a fertile man to produce a “wonder child”.
When you were tested, you were banded with a tattoo showing you are a “chosen one” or a tattoo showing you are not. I have never been tested. I lived on the streets for a few weeks, but the streets were filled with danger. Each day I thought would be my last. While rummaging through some garbage for something to eat, a kindly elder sim, Hannah, took me in and I became part of her colony. She taught me ways to survive and blend in. I was good at blending in…except for my hair. My hair always stood out, and that’s how “they” found me.
Hannah passed away years ago, and I had really given up even thinking of having a child. Plus, I had never been tested, so I would never know.But all that changed today. I had gone to my favorite fishing spot to help with the daily food gathering, and it had been so hot, that I took off my hat just to enjoy the wind in my hair. It must have been my hair that attracted them, because suddenly out of nowhere, a group of sims in white coats appeared and saw that I didn’t wear a band, and told me I had to come with them for testing. I didn’t want to go and tried to run, but they were too fast, and grabbed my arms and brought me to an unmarked vehicle. One of the women in the group kept saying that I was a “rare specimen” and had “unusual markings”. I really didn’t know what she meant, but I am sure it had something to do with my hair.
They took me to a processing center, which looked like a big lab, and I was tested and found to be genetically viable. In other words, I wasn’t sterile. I could have a child. I had the “family oriented” trait. It was then that I was banded with a special tattoo showing that I was a “chosen one”. I was to be matched with a male sim and encouraged to produce a “wonder child”. As a reward, I would receive a house and some simoleons. I would also be placed in an area that had not been affected by the blasts, a place called NewCrest. They made me sign a bunch of papers, but I really didn’t have much choice.There were others like me at the facility, but they were much younger than I was. We were bathed, groomed and clothed. We were given nourishing food and vitamin supplements to ensure we were in the best of health. We stayed at the facility for a week. I was released today, and dropped off at the house I am to share with someone named Terence Wilkes. I am nervous. I don’t think it was meant to be this way. Hannah used to tell me stories of love and happiness. I know my parents loved each other, but it was so long ago. Will I love this “Terence”? Will we produce a child together? I guess I will find out. But if we don’t, they will send me back to the wasteland, far away from the colony that I belonged to.
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~ TERENCE’S STORY ~
Hello. My name is Terence Wilkes. I have been living in a science facility for most of my young adult life. I can’t remember much before that as I was wounded during the blasts, which somehow has wiped out my memory. All I remember is when the blasts came, I was with a group of sims who ran towards a building, a haven of sorts. I didn’t know it was a science facility. But something went wrong and we were hit with a blast. Some of the sims didn’t make it, but I survived.They kept me at the science facility while I recovered and ran several tests on me. One of the tests found that I was genetically viable. From that moment on, I was cared for and nurtured, given special foods and massages. I was pampered, like a unique science specimen. They said I was a chosen one and would be able to produce a “wonder child”. I had always wanted a child, and I was so hopeful that they would match me with someone soon.
Years passed and others who had come after me were matched, but I was still there. I was starting to hear rumors amongst the staff that maybe I wasn’t a chosen one after all, especially since I became an adult. I wasn’t sure what would happen to me if I wasn’t matched with someone. Would they turn me out into the wasteland again? I really didn’t know if I would be able to survive out there.But a week ago, I received this letter, and I have been so overjoyed ever since. I have been matched with someone. Her name is Kyla Newman. I heard that she had unusual markings. I wonder what that means? Was she hurt in the blasts? They told me she was an adult, just like me. I wonder where she has been all these years. I can’t wait to meet her and I do hope that she is as anxious as I am to have a child. I feel like Kyla is my last and only hope, and I will do everything I can to make this work. I wonder if she feels as nervous as I do.
Date: January 1st 20XX
Program: The Wonder Child Project
Project: RRR (Phase 1)
Greetings Citizen. You have been randomly selected to participate in the Wonder Child Project. The government has noted your unmarried status and desire for children. We are here to remedy both.
We have paired you with a fellow citizen of similar age that we have determined to have complementary personality and genetic qualities optimal for child rearing.
You will be given a $22,000 stipend and the choice of lot to purchase. There you will take up residence as a normal person. You will take jobs in the area of your choosing, and otherwise blend in with the neighborhood.
Once this child is born, you are to devote your entire lives to raising them as successfully as possible. Leave no advantage ungranted, no assistance unrendered. Your undivided attention must be given to this child. Any efforts to improve yourselves or any subsequent children are to be for the indirect betterment of your Wonder Child.
This is a competition. There are hundreds of other couples doing the same as you. Show us your child rearing skills, make the best child that one can make, and you will be rewarded handsomely.
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Read more about the Wonder Child Challenge by Pinstar.
Kyla and Terence were randomly created sims. Here are their traits.