Gen1 Ch2: Kiah - First day at work

When I got home, I had a surprise waiting for me in the mailbox -- my very first bills! I was a little hesitant, but also excited, as it was almost like having a landmark moment: the first time I paid my own bills. Luckily, having such a small house, the bill was only §8. I used a little of what I had left over to add a couple necessities to the house, namely some wallpaper and floor carpeting. I also got a small chain-pull lightbulb for next to my bed because I do like to read at night, sometimes.

The next morning, I awoke to another surprise: a raccoon had knocked over my garbage can and gotten into my garbage! Being a little bit of an idiot, I tried to pet it and for my pains got my finger bitten. I hope I don't get rabies. Anyway, the raccoon ran away, and I picked up the mess it had left me.

I felt super excited because it was my very first day at work. I dressed up nicely and headed over to Barney's for training and stuff. And wouldn't you like to know? Almost as soon as I got there, I got a request for a makeover!

 My very first customer ever was a nice elderly lady named Ma. "Mah naime is Ma, Ma Bagley. Most ever'body calls me Ma," she told me in her warm, comforting voice. "Ah would like you to he'p me figur out somethin' nice to wear to mah neighbor's graduration. It's a nice, formal occasion, and I don't really have any ideer what to wear!"

Of course, I had to help her then! She was so sweet, nobody could turn her down. I decided to give her a glamorous silvery-grey coat lined with Siberian Tiger-striped fur and a custom hat I designed myself. It made her really happy, which of course pleased me. And she was so nice afterwards; she tipped me §10!

After Ma left, I had a quick chat with Nellie, who, like me, is a budding stylist. She also had just finished styling somebody. It turned out that Nellie has a wonderful sense of humor, and that she's a natural cook. She told me that it's been like that since she was younger; she just always enjoyed puttering around in the kitchen. Perhaps I'll invite her over sometime so I can sample her cooking.

I really enjoyed chatting with her, even though it turned out she doesn't really like cats. I love cats, so that was a little disappointing. She did like talking about art, though, so there's still hope for her.

Just a few short hours later, I was on my way home after my first day on the job, with §60 more than I had started the day with! Booyah!

Gen1 Ch1: Kiah - Starting Out

 The past few days have been full of excitement and general business. The first thing I did after checking out my new home was to find a job, since it's very important that I find the means for survival, now that my parents are no longer alive to support me.

Being an aspiring fashionista, I made my way down to Barney's Salon and Tatoo Parlor (which is clear on the other side of town! It's a good thing cab rides are free, or I'd have to walk the whole way...) and looked around. I watched Nellie Spenster, who already worked there, giving one man a tattoo. I thought it was very cool, and after a few quick negotiations, I was given the okay to work at Barney's. Obviously, I was very excited and grateful for the opportunity.

I wouldn't start work for a couple of days, so I busied myself by going to the art gallery. It's such a wonderful environment, and it absolutely sparks creativity and brings out my artistic side. I was so inspired, I was allowed to use one of their easels and a small canvas to paint my very own picture! It wasn't very good, I'll admit, but somebody liked it enough to offer me 3 simoleons for it, so I sold it to the man, who seemed very glad to have it.

I returned home that night exhausted but satisfied with how my first day in Riverview had gone.

After a quick juice (I really can't afford to buy "real food" yet.) I went to bed that first night, dreaming of the endless possibilities that awaited me in the days to come.

The next morning, I rose at 6 am, ready for the day ahead. I watered the single lettuce head I'd planted the day before, and for good measure, planted a couple more lettuce heads. I figure it might help if I grow at least a little of my own food.

After a very quick breakfast of bread and jam, I got dressed and, seeing as I wouldn't be needed at work until the next day, I took a trip down to the junkyard to see if I could salvage any scrap metal. While it's certainly not the most glamorous thing I've ever done, I was eventually able to sell the 20 pieces of scrap that I did find for §2 each and make §40. It's not much, but hey, anything helps.

After my tryst into the junkyard, I found myself incredibly sticky and dusty and just... really dirty feeling. When I had my house built, I didn't have enough money to afford a shower or even a tub, so I decided to take a nice detour and go up to the River Front Swim Club, the neighborhood's community pool. I took my time in the shower, letting all the muck and grime wash away under the hot water.

Just for a bit of fun, because I saw a couple of other people doing it and because I'm not really the shy type, I decided to go for a quick dip in the pool - a skinny dip, that is!


I had such a blast, swimming about, the water swirling around me. I didn't know anybody else there, but I didn't care. For the first time since my mother's death, I felt free. When I left the club, I was almost a little sad to go, but I knew that I could always go back to re-find that feeling of freedom that surged through me that afternoon.

The 1st Generation: Meet Kiah.

Hello! I'm Kiah, Kiah Laehren, nice to meet you. I'm 20 years old, and I've just made a fresh start here in Riverview. Let's see... I'm an Aquarius, I like cats, and I'm an aspiring fashion phenom and stylist.

My parents were Johann Laehren and Thema Wekesa, and they were German and African. When I was born, both my parents were very pleased, as I was born looking very much like my mother, but with my father's clear blue eyes. They named me Kiah, which means "start of the season". I would have liked siblings, but I don't have any. My mother said they had planned on having more children eventually, but life got busy, and as soon as they were ready to give me a brother or sister, my father was killed.

Sadly, both of my parents have passed away - my father when I was 12, while doing his job as a policeman, and my mother just last year, an unfortunate victim in a drive-by collision. She was driving to work in the rain when a 16-wheeler lost control and struck her car head-on, and she was killed instantly. While it still makes me very sad to think that they are no longer with me, I am glad that they both loved each other and that their deaths were quick so that they did not have to suffer. Still, all the memories of good times that I had with my parents were too painful for me, and so I moved here, to Riverview, in hopes of making a fresh start. My name has never seemed more fitting.

Anyway, welcome to 345 Riverblossom Hills Drive. This is my humble abode. I know it's not much, but the lot is gigantic, and I always did love wide open spaces. I didn't have all that much money after I bought the property, so my home is incredibly tiny right now, but it's enough. I have the essentials - a bed, a refrigerator, and a toilet, and a roof over my head. Hopefully I'll find work soon so that I can start expanding my home and making it really feel like mine.

I really like it here in Riverview, and I have a good feeling that I and my future family will enjoy calling it home for generations to come.