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Help[Games] Re: Triplet Sisters' Story Congrats Round 1
in reply to a message by ishild
DH: Michael Lawrence McCrory
exDW: Fiona Abigail [Austen] McCrory
DD1 [27]: Lydia Violet McCrory
DD2 [27]: Camilla Daphne McCrory
DD3 [27]: Harper Eleanor McCrory
The breakup happened out of the blue. Lydia didn't expect it. Her now ex-boyfriend, Joel, didn't expect it. And no one in their immediate circles expected it. From all outside views, the Lydia/Joel relationship hit all the marks one would aspire to. They went on cutesy dates and took cutesy pictures and, according to the rumors started by her old roommate, made passionate yet romantic love on a regular basis. Lydia herself expected to become Mrs. Joel Simonsen by the end of the year.
However, the night Joel he intended to propose, events unfolded in a way no one could have predicted. Out to dinner as any thriving couple would, Joel kept a beautifully simple ring in his pocket, a design he knew Lydia would love. Their conversation steered towards the future. Lydia spoke of her desires for a family, for lots of children, a tale not unfamiliar to Joel. His surprise came when she dropped a bigger bomb: she wanted to stay in her tiny hometown, teach her kindergarten class, raise her family, and never leave.
"Not even if you got a better job offer?" Joel asked, jaw dropped.
Lydia shrugged, a happy glow in her eyes as she answered, "Of course not, babe. This town is as much my family as my sisters. I want to make sure that the next generations here are happy, healthy, and educated. I could never abandon them."
"You know I was offered a job out of state, right?" Joel scoffed.
"Why should that matter?"
Joel stared at her, wondering how she could be so thick. "Because I plan to take it and I want to have my family with me, not whole states away."
"Then don't take it."
Joel scoffed, "Babe, that would be like you taking a job elsewhere."
"Then take it."
Silence fell over their table as both began to process what their conversation meant. Lydia looked up from her food, finally making eye contact with Joel. "I guess this means--"
"Yeah."
"How long will you--"
"Gimme a couple days and I'll be out."
"Yeah. Sure."
"I'll, uh, take the guest room tonight."
"Probably for the best."
***
Camilla McCrory is a creature all her own. Ingesting book after book, tale after tale, in search for the adventure she couldn't physically have as a child, Camilla grew a secret romantic side. She watched her parents through idolizing eyes, wanting her own relationship to become exactly what they had.
Until they divorced in the ugliest way possible. Michael McCrory threw his wife out when he discovered that she had never been faithful. For all he knew, the girls could have been fathered by a complete stranger. Fiona wouldn't leave them alone. She followed them home from school. She tried to take them away from their father. She did everything in her power to make Michael feel powerless. The triplets were thirteen.
When Camilla started her freshman year of high school, she found herself crushing on the hottest guy at school. She had her heart set on him. When the winter dance came around, she asked him to go with her. He agreed, only to back out when a cuter girl asked instead. He didn't bother telling Camilla. She cried herself to sleep that night, still wearing the dress she bought for the dance.
Ever since, Camilla has never had good luck with men. From the stories she heard from all her girlfriends to her own experiences, most of the men she found attractive acted like trash. Instead of bemoaning the situation, Camilla bottled up her romantic side and chose to focus on her career instead.
***
Despite her free spirit (or perhaps in part because of it), Harper has always been a lonely child. No one at school would play with her. Bullies targeted her. Teachers overlooked her, read all the warning signals as her natural aloofness. She distanced herself more and more as the hears ticked on. When she bit middle school, she begged her dad to homeschool her. The bullying had gotten too extreme.
Even as she transferred to homeschool, Harper lost some of the spark in her life, keeping up her facade so as not to worry her own family. She used her happy-go-lucky attitude as a mask to hide her true feelings. Most people saw only the surface. As she grew older, she bounced from apartment to apartment just to change her pace, moving back in with her dad when things inevitably didn't work. Her belongings were a bare minimum. She used her friends as an excuse to keep her life busy and found the hookup culture fit perfectly into her lifestyle, sleeping with essentially anything that moved in order to dull the thoughts in her head.
One night, not even that was enough. After a particularly rough few weeks, Harper closed the door on her latest partner. The door hardly clicked back into place before she burst into tears. Nothing meant anything anymore. Her friends ignored her. She had moved back in with her dad. She hadn't heard from her sisters in too long. Her life felt like it was crashing down around her and she had no way to put the pieces back together.
Her despair wound her up in a mental health ward. When they released her, they insisted she live with someone else. Her dad, worried sick about her, refused to let her live anywhere but at home. He took this incident to heart and learned everything he could to help her. Now, a few months later, Harper is doing better but still prefers to stay at home where she knows everything is safe.
exDW: Fiona Abigail [Austen] McCrory
DD1 [27]: Lydia Violet McCrory
DD2 [27]: Camilla Daphne McCrory
DD3 [27]: Harper Eleanor McCrory
The breakup happened out of the blue. Lydia didn't expect it. Her now ex-boyfriend, Joel, didn't expect it. And no one in their immediate circles expected it. From all outside views, the Lydia/Joel relationship hit all the marks one would aspire to. They went on cutesy dates and took cutesy pictures and, according to the rumors started by her old roommate, made passionate yet romantic love on a regular basis. Lydia herself expected to become Mrs. Joel Simonsen by the end of the year.
However, the night Joel he intended to propose, events unfolded in a way no one could have predicted. Out to dinner as any thriving couple would, Joel kept a beautifully simple ring in his pocket, a design he knew Lydia would love. Their conversation steered towards the future. Lydia spoke of her desires for a family, for lots of children, a tale not unfamiliar to Joel. His surprise came when she dropped a bigger bomb: she wanted to stay in her tiny hometown, teach her kindergarten class, raise her family, and never leave.
"Not even if you got a better job offer?" Joel asked, jaw dropped.
Lydia shrugged, a happy glow in her eyes as she answered, "Of course not, babe. This town is as much my family as my sisters. I want to make sure that the next generations here are happy, healthy, and educated. I could never abandon them."
"You know I was offered a job out of state, right?" Joel scoffed.
"Why should that matter?"
Joel stared at her, wondering how she could be so thick. "Because I plan to take it and I want to have my family with me, not whole states away."
"Then don't take it."
Joel scoffed, "Babe, that would be like you taking a job elsewhere."
"Then take it."
Silence fell over their table as both began to process what their conversation meant. Lydia looked up from her food, finally making eye contact with Joel. "I guess this means--"
"Yeah."
"How long will you--"
"Gimme a couple days and I'll be out."
"Yeah. Sure."
"I'll, uh, take the guest room tonight."
"Probably for the best."
***
Camilla McCrory is a creature all her own. Ingesting book after book, tale after tale, in search for the adventure she couldn't physically have as a child, Camilla grew a secret romantic side. She watched her parents through idolizing eyes, wanting her own relationship to become exactly what they had.
Until they divorced in the ugliest way possible. Michael McCrory threw his wife out when he discovered that she had never been faithful. For all he knew, the girls could have been fathered by a complete stranger. Fiona wouldn't leave them alone. She followed them home from school. She tried to take them away from their father. She did everything in her power to make Michael feel powerless. The triplets were thirteen.
When Camilla started her freshman year of high school, she found herself crushing on the hottest guy at school. She had her heart set on him. When the winter dance came around, she asked him to go with her. He agreed, only to back out when a cuter girl asked instead. He didn't bother telling Camilla. She cried herself to sleep that night, still wearing the dress she bought for the dance.
Ever since, Camilla has never had good luck with men. From the stories she heard from all her girlfriends to her own experiences, most of the men she found attractive acted like trash. Instead of bemoaning the situation, Camilla bottled up her romantic side and chose to focus on her career instead.
***
Despite her free spirit (or perhaps in part because of it), Harper has always been a lonely child. No one at school would play with her. Bullies targeted her. Teachers overlooked her, read all the warning signals as her natural aloofness. She distanced herself more and more as the hears ticked on. When she bit middle school, she begged her dad to homeschool her. The bullying had gotten too extreme.
Even as she transferred to homeschool, Harper lost some of the spark in her life, keeping up her facade so as not to worry her own family. She used her happy-go-lucky attitude as a mask to hide her true feelings. Most people saw only the surface. As she grew older, she bounced from apartment to apartment just to change her pace, moving back in with her dad when things inevitably didn't work. Her belongings were a bare minimum. She used her friends as an excuse to keep her life busy and found the hookup culture fit perfectly into her lifestyle, sleeping with essentially anything that moved in order to dull the thoughts in her head.
One night, not even that was enough. After a particularly rough few weeks, Harper closed the door on her latest partner. The door hardly clicked back into place before she burst into tears. Nothing meant anything anymore. Her friends ignored her. She had moved back in with her dad. She hadn't heard from her sisters in too long. Her life felt like it was crashing down around her and she had no way to put the pieces back together.
Her despair wound her up in a mental health ward. When they released her, they insisted she live with someone else. Her dad, worried sick about her, refused to let her live anywhere but at home. He took this incident to heart and learned everything he could to help her. Now, a few months later, Harper is doing better but still prefers to stay at home where she knows everything is safe.
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