Evelyn Magee

WARNING: This page contains SPOILERS! If you would like to avoid spoilers, please skip ahead to the “History” section of this profile and only read that 🙂

Ghost

Name: Evelyn Magee

Age (at time of death): 20 (Young Adult)

Age (chronological): 103

Traits: Muser, Good, Creative, Music Lover, Gloomy, Death by Fire

Aspiration: Musical Genius

Occupation: None

Spouse: None

Children: None

History: Evelyn’s mother and father always used to tell her that she was a musician before she could even walk and talk. As a baby, she would babble along as her father played guitar, tapping her rattle rhythmically to the sound. When she was old enough, she started fiddling around with the violin and piano, before eventually moving on to the guitar herself.

Her father was delighted to see his daughter following in his footsteps, and her mother, well, as long as Evelyn was happy, so was she.

As Evelyn grew older, her love of music deepened, but so too did her curiosity about the world. She loved to read stories and look at pictures of far off places and think to herself, I’m gonna go there someday. The young girl always seemed to have her head in the clouds, dreaming of what her life would be like.

She would become a famous musician, Evelyn decided. And she would travel the world to perform. And then, one day, a handsome young man would sweep her off her feet and they would start a family together… But she would never give up music. No matter what.

It was a good dream, one she thought of often, and shared only with her parents and her best friend, Caroline. Caroline had big dreams too, but hers involved science, technology, and exploration… Though the part about getting swept off her feet was nearly identical to Evelyn’s. The girls spent many nights giggling together as they flipped through their yearbook, wondering which boys would be the lucky ones to fit the roles.

Evelyn loved her life and the seemingly endless possibilities that lay before her… But then, just like that, it was over.

Evelyn never understood why it happened. She never understood why she was left behind, either. She never knew where Death had taken her parents. She never knew what became of her friend.

But she wondered. She was always wondering. And for a long time, there was nothing else she could do – Just sit and wait, and wonder.

The loneliness was unbearable. Years and years passed, and Evelyn became stuck. All she could do was sit in the darkness of her grave, or wander around the house and yard, unseen by living eyes. And those rare times when someone could see her, well… It was too painful to think of. All Evelyn wanted was a chance to talk to someone – to feel normal again, just for a moment. But the poor girl had been doomed to an eternity of emptiness, it seemed.

But then, everything changed one crisp autumn evening, when she met a sweet little boy in a Llamapalooza t-shirt.

Evelyn before her death

Evelyn before her death

5 Responses to Evelyn Magee

  1. ninjapigsims says:

    She’s so beautiful! ❤

    Also, she'd make a wonderful songstress. I wonder how huge she would have been amongst the Sims had she lived, and what kind of albums she would have released? 🙂

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  2. Age (at time of death): 20 (Young Adult)

    Age (chronological): 50

    I love how you have two ages for her. It is something that pops up in the story and you tie it in here perfect. Also, she was such a beauty when she was alive.

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  3. whattheplum says:

    Aww, she’s beautiful. Those freckles!

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    • CitizenErased14 says:

      Thanks (not that I can take credit — she was made via “play with genetics” and her parents were gallery sims lmao) But yes, she really is lovely 🙂 I’m sad that you can barely see the freckles when she’s a ghost haha. You can just barely make them out in some screenshots though.

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