Hello and welcome to this legacy! This is my first legacy (a little behind aren’t I?) and the handicaps I’m going to try for are living very large, story teller, random traits, and don’t bite off more than you can chew. This is our founder Penelope Pleasant. Her traits are ambitious, hopeless romantic, excitable, natural cook, and family oriented. She also likes the color pink, pop music, and hot dogs. She gives me my first point since she is the founder. So without further ado let’s get started!
Penelope’s POV:
My name is Penelope Pleasant, and I know I’m a little round around the edges, but I like to say that I’m just pleasantly plump. Today marks my first day in my new home of Sunset Valley! Unfortunately I don’t really have the money for to be able to have much of a home to speak of. I guess dropping out of college wasn’t one of my best ideas.
I couldn’t help but tear up a bit when I realized I would be sleeping out in the open in a sleeping bag while my neighbors get to sleep in a luxurious mansion.
Then I started bawling when I realized that I would have to use the toilet out in the open as well. I don’t think I’ll be able to ever show my face to any of my rich neighbors after they’ve seen me go to the bathroom.
I decided that the best thing I could do was get a job. I even found the perfect job for me at the local diner! I love to eat good food, so how hard could it be to make it?
I decided to go ahead and give my boss a call too, his name is Jared Frio. I wonder if he’s the kind of guy I could fall in love with? After all a man who can cook sounds like the perfect man for me! Maybe it’s silly of me to dream like this, but I really want to get married and have a family one day.
After that I went to the library to read some books that could help me start learning a bit more on how to cook. It’s always a good thing to be prepared after all. I even met a charming little girl named Bella Bachelor while I was there. She told me that she was reading a book called Where’s Bella claiming that she needed to find herself.
I went back to my “house” to make dinner and start practicing cooking. I think that the food would have turned out better if hail hadn’t been falling into the pot.
I ate my dinner of mac hail and cheese on the only seat I owned, the toilet seat. I must have looked very foolish if anyone was watching, maybe I should have just sat on the ground.
After that I finally retired into my sleeping bag. Even though I was getting rained on I still managed to get some sleep. Living like this sure isn’t easy, maybe tomorrow will be better. I can’t wait to start my new job.
Pleasantly Plump 