Before we left for our cruise, I let C play the Sims 3 game. If you’re not familiar with it, here’s the wikipedia link to it. Basically, you create a town, and houses, and people, and then control every aspect of the people’s lives – from bodily needs & functions, to hopes & dreams. It’s fun, addictive, and, at times, exhausting.
It’s also, possibly, not a great game for a kid with OCD tendencies. He’s spent 99% of his time creating & customizing characters and their houses, and 1% playing the game. But it’s been an interesting glimpse into his mind. Here’s what I’ve learned so far:
1. He loves to create characters that look evil/edgy/scary, and then give them really great personality traits. He’ll show me a dude with tattoos, a green mohawk, a unibrow and black leather clothing – and say things like, “He’s just misunderstood. He’s a really nice guy but sometimes people don’t give him a chance.”
2. He’s quite thrifty. He builds a house and somehow has $8,000 left over (a fortune in the Sims world). But then realizes he needs to give his poor people a countertop so they can prepare food, and begrudgingly buys it for them.
3. He apparently doesn’t like being an only child. He’s forever creating families with 4 or 5 children in them. I suppose that if he were one of 4 or 5 children in real life, his Sim households would be filled with only children. No way to know, I guess.
4. He really wants people to regard him as brave and daring. He created a mock Livaudais family, and gave the son the “daredevil” trait, then told me, “You know, because he’s kind of like me.” When I expressed surprise, he spent most of the rest of the day trying to convince me that he’s a daredevil – using such evidence as, “Sometimes I throw grapes in the air and then catch them in my mouth! I could CHOKE!”