I had always known I would eventually become a firefighter. It was in my blood, in my genes and it was my biggest dream. Dad had tried through my entire childhood to talk me out of it. Starting with threats: It’s dangerous, it’s a man’s world, you’ll see people get hurt, you’ll see people lose their loved ones and so on. When it didn’t work he switched to begging: Please don’t do it, it’s dangerous, you might get hurt. Yada, yada, yada. I won’t say I didn’t listen, because I did. I heard every word and it just made me want it so much more.
Dad was a firefighter too, so he knew what he was talking about. I think the main reason he didn’t want me to become a firefighter was that I was a girl, though. He always pretended I was that little baby doll-girl, while I in reality was nothing like that. I was, and still am, what most people would call a tombboy. I never enjoyed playing with dolls, I never fancied make-up or pretty clothes. I rarely had any girlfriends. When other girls my age went shopping or dating boys, I went to the gym.
My dream of becoming a firefighter had always been what pushed me forward. I fought hard, every single day to get closer to my goal. I pushed myself harder and harder, knowing that it would take so much more from me, just because of my sex, to get there. But I was determined to not let my gender stop me.
I had always felt that my sex made me weaker and less important. Heck, it had been the truth for so long. It’s not like women had the same rights as men in all time. Some say we are equals now but it’s a lie. We’re not equals in every deparment, and we might never be. There are things that you, as a woman, will have to fight harder for than men do. Physical perfection, for example.
As if being a woman wasn’t enough, I’m also colorless. Blank. White. I can’t even try to describe what that means in a world as ours, where everyone and everything is colorful. The norm is colorful man. It wasn’t uncommon to hear that colorless ‘bows have less brain capacity or that colorless ‘bows are freaks, or my favourite poor parents being cursed with that thing. Growing up, I fought that too. Luckily, I was a strong girl and wouldn’t let them get to me. Every word they threw after me made me stronger and more eager to prove them wrong.
I don’t know what my parents initial thoughts on having a colorless baby was but I know I never noticed them being ashamed of me. I remember being shown to the world instead, as if they were using me as an example. As if they tried to fight what had been the truth forever, all by themselves. They made a statue of me, and I guess it made people dislike me even more. Colorless sims weren’t supposed to be shown as statues. We were supposed to be hidden. Tucked away from the colorful world we were living in. Tucked away as the shameful result of mutations and failure. I wonder who I would be if my parents did that?
One of the most characteristic things for a berry is to dress themselves in their own color. Most do this out of pride for their personal color while some choose another color just to make a statement. Among us few colorless berries that are trying to make ourself a life in the colorful ‘bow world most dress in color, just to try and hide the colorless truth. There is nothing to be proud of if you lack color. But since I was old enough to decide on my own, I have taken pride in my colorless self. I have pillaged through store after store to find some pieces of colorless clothes. It hasn’t been easy, but I’ve managed to gather myself a pretty decent colorless wardrobe. Just what I needed to really show my pride for my lack of color. I suppose I put a thumb in many bows’ sides, doing exactly what everyone wished for me to not do. They’ve always hated me.
I wished they could see me now, all those sims who spat on me. All those people who snorted because of my pure existence. Boy, would they be surprised, a colorless girl in a firefighter suit? I don’t think I need to mention I was proud?
“I did it paps” I said and placed a bouchet of roses on his grave. White, of course. Symbolic. “I’ll make you proud, I promise”.
WriterGurl97
/ August 29, 2012Wow, Marshmallow is definitely a strong girl, going through all she has before her story even starts. I really love her ^_^
FruHurricane
/ August 29, 2012She is a strong girl, as one need to be as colorless in the berry world I’m picturing. 😉
She is losely based on the character Ana Lucia from Lost, if you’ve seen it..?
WriterGurl97
/ August 29, 2012No, I haven’t D= I think I watched the first few episodes of Lost, then something came up and I lost track of it, and never picked up where I left off. Maybe I should find the discs x)
jonso
/ September 12, 2012Lovely intro. 🙂
beaglelover2008
/ September 22, 2012Loving it! Going to follow.
FruHurricane
/ September 22, 2012Yay! 🙂 Happy to have a new reader.
hernendez
/ October 11, 2012Thanks for sharing this! I’m jumping on the train and going to start following this myself. I really am enjoying the difference between each of the individual characters too!
FruHurricane
/ October 11, 2012Thank you! I hope you keep enjoying it. 🙂
yimiki
/ October 11, 2012She’s so strong! =O I admire her already, with that attitude she’s going to make it into the firefighter world for sure!
If I may ask, is she a colorless berry by gene error, or did something else happen?
FruHurricane
/ October 11, 2012It’s a gene error. 🙂 She is indeed strong and confident and I enjoy her very much.
MunnieSims
/ October 13, 2012Oh! This is really awesome!
FruHurricane
/ October 14, 2012Thank you!
JADEEYES
/ November 21, 2012This story is nice. I like the main character already. She is my kind of girl. 😉
FruHurricane
/ November 21, 2012Thank you. I like her too, she is different from the characters I usually write. 🙂
LateKnightSimmer
/ January 14, 2013Ooh this is good.
FruHurricane
/ January 14, 2013Thank you! 🙂
bagley777
/ January 15, 2013I really like it already! Can’t wait to read more! 🙂 Following! I just started a legacy of my own, actually.
FruHurricane
/ January 15, 2013Thanks! I hope you keep enjoying it. 🙂 I’ll check your legacy out when I’ve finished my next exam.
caterpillar
/ February 19, 2013Okay, I’m finally getting started on your legacy! Grat start, I love how strong Marshmallow is.
(I’m calisims at MTS, btw)
FruHurricane
/ February 19, 2013I hope you will enjoy!
I also liked Mallow and how strong she was. I’m much more used to write about hurt and damaged characters so it was a lot of fun as a change. 🙂
Bella Clo
/ March 12, 2013I’ve just stumbled upon your blog and it looks fantastic. I think I have a lot of posts to read to catch up with the current point of your legacy, but I can see it will be a pleasure. Your writing is really very good, and this colorless plot idea is brilliant.
FruHurricane
/ March 12, 2013Thank you! I’m definitely not the first to raise the question about the lack of colorless/white sims in the Berry Sweet Sim world, but it’s an idea that works really well. And I have kind of done my own twist to it, which you will notice when you read on. 🙂
Thanks so much for your comment and the interest shown in my story.
asimplesparkle
/ March 18, 2013Finally got some spare time to start reading! Great start…I love the idea of a strong female protagonist. And your writing is so good that I didn’t even realize it was first person (which I normally hate) until I was about half way through the chapter. Awesome job!
gemly_teddie
/ March 31, 2013Ok, I am finally getting around to reading this. No promises on how many years it’ll take me, but here goes… :p
Kat Allen
/ January 6, 2014I’m very late to this, but I’m determined to read through it! I’ve always loved the idea of the Berry Sims. And I like the world you’ve come up with and the backstory for your ‘colorless’ founder. Can’t promise how long it will take, but I’ll do my best to read them all!
FruHurricane
/ January 7, 2014Welcome! I hope you will enjoy your reading. I reckon the first two generations can be read through pretty quickly whereas the third and fourth are a bit longer (more kids in the rolls in those generations!)