SovietTiger

It's interesting watching others to share their sources of inspiration. And it's patent, that inspiration might lay in everything and everywhere. I've found the best inspiration for me, is life. I was for many years a middle ranking official in a court. I had to give the judges a report of every case that came to the court house. Many times, the "Public Ministry" (something like the D.A. Office, in freedom units) gave us such unbelievable and even fantastic stories of minor crimes and major crimes too... Many were as if they took them from fantasy novels. But, they claimed, were real. Once, I had a crash of two women, each one in their own car. Both of them were going the wrong way in one way streets. So, under Mexican law, both had to be arrested and be brought to the judge. But, there were only minor material damages, so it wasn't really a bid deal. I knew the defender lawyers of both women and talked to them, to get to an arrangement and dismiss the case. Well, days past and nothing happened. Finally I saw one of the lawyers and asked him what happened. Were was my arrangement to dismiss the case? He replied "I'm sorry, but my client doesn't want to get to an accord". So I told the judge and we issued the arrest warrant for both doñitas. One got trow in jail and the other presented voluntarily. And I believe at the end, both got sentenced for the damages they caused to the other car. An absurd ending for a stupid Endeavor. One other time I had a dude who was arrested as a very dangerous burglar. In Mexican law, you've got minor and major crimes. And a minor crime can be considered as a major crime, when you add qualifications to it. So, in this case, we had the minor crime "theft", and had I believe 5 qualifications, so it became a VERY serious major crime. When I studied the case, it came to my attention that none of the qualifications were truth. So at the end, because nobody could prove being the owner of the stuff "stolen", we released this dude, who was an harmless homeless guy, who took an old electric transformer case that wasn't working anymore and though he could sell it for some money to eat a couple of days. And we had some other very disturbing cases, but those are reserved. When I was there I learned how to tell stories in a professional way, and search for the truth, if we had evidence to gain certainty of that indeed happened. So my creativity wasn't dead at the court house, but got restrained. Also, I've got many friends who has many very interesting stories. One of my airsoft comrades told me a story, about him causing trouble in a high security prison, because when he was asked out of courtesy about something to drink, he asked for a "pineapple water". It was a maximum security prison, and the one that offered the drink was a drug lord. There was no pineapples were they were. My friend was the son of the druglord's lawyer. So, the druglord ORDERED to his little rats to GO GET PINEAPPLE WATER. After all the commotion he caused, he got his water. My friend recognizes to this day that he DOESN'T even like pineapple water, but he thought that would cause less trouble than, for example, a Coca-Cola, or a coffee, or a glass of water... Or nothing at all. Why? Only god knows. I haven't been in a lot of places or done lots and lots of things... But definitively I know LOTS of people who have. When I create a story, I like to make them "wholesome", as my comrade @Trapp would say. That's because I saw many many MANY stupid things that people did, in a bad day. Most of them weren't inherently bad, just had a bad idea in a bad day. And adding to that, I had a sad and lonely childhood, because of the burdens of the modern life and hardships were a couple of little children had to have the 90s TV as guardian, because both divorced parents had to be out working. And in a sad note here, I too played the sims... being very happy playing that game, creating a family. In my adult life and I like to read and watch funny things and love not to make people laugh, but make them chuckle and make them think "hum! That was funny!". And is very contrasting, because the thing that I love the most in all "talking" topics, is history. And we like it or not, humanity's history is divided in wars. And war is the worst that could ever happen. But even there, love can find a place: love for your comrades, love for the people that's not with you, love for the people that has to be there because they had the bad idea of being born in a conflict area... When feeling blue, love can be painful; but it has been the only thing that has me in this existence plane, and wanting to be here anyways.

Because in that moment, Rassía was passing trough something VEEEEEEEEEEERY similar; although not completely. NICE! I love how it sounds and the importance my girl would have in his story. She'll be a mean to an end. Cannot wait!

I have been interested in Ikaru since this came to life a year ago: Anything that makes me understand him, will be amazing. I need to understand how and why Ikaru and Rassía's paths coincide and, literally, collide at their hips. Man, anything coming out of that deranged brain of yours, is well expected and even desired.

Well, you know my girls. They are, as tamales, from chile, mole y picadillo. I say "mix 'em up!".