#Kimber “Jugs” Benton

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Now we are about to set up the Happiness points for Careers now that our individuals here have retired. Hey, they were in the military – they deserve some happiness. Yeah, Admirals get a lot of happiness points – that’s from their gigantic monthly salary and being able to be in command of things of strategic importance.

If you’re wondering why Ensigns (2nd Lieutenants, USMC) through Lieutenants (Captains, USMC) don’t get any happiness points, well, 2nd and 1st Lieutenants (Ensign and LTJG) are too junior to have earned any happiness – they’re still trying to figure it all out while getting caca dumped on their heads and well Captains (LT, USN) are pretty much unhappy because they don’t have any power at all like the senior and flag officers, and they’re just in charge of scut-work. OK...maybe I’ll give them SOME happiness at having their rank and all that, like maybe about 10,000 happiness points. Maybe I’ll give 1st Lieutenants and Lieutenant Junior Grades about 2,500 happiness points...y’know, they’re happy that they’re no longer butterbars and politely told by non-commissioned officers to shut up and listen you Academy or Rotsee puke.

Earlier that morning, Animal decided that he was going to put the RGB Gem Cutter to good use after conjuring a few gemstones.

And Mac and Jugs decided they were going to work on the potion tables – hopefully they would come up with something useful rather than stink potions.

Keeter headed to the dumpsters to look for things. Hopefully he would find things more useful than maggots or roaches. At least roaches could be turned into some pricey plasma bugs if someone was able to get their science skill level high enough.

Meg was busy harvesting the lettuce and wondering why she wasn’t gaining any experience in the gardening skill. Well, it’s because harvesting doesn’t take skill. So better pull out that gardening skill book you bought and start reading up as well as doing your daily requisite handiness and inventing skill reading.

Meg: “Jeez, you’re pushy, Narrator!”

Narrator: “Well someone has to keep ya’ll motivated.”

Metalman started working on an invention, not aware of the fact that these things can potentially combust and turn him into a flaming torch, though he would find out eventually…

Meanwhile Animal decided to head for the elixir shop to consign his gemstones.

Animal (thinking): Jeez, civvie pukes are weird, sunglasses inside?

Maegyn was working on the science station trying to get her skill level high enough that she could turn bugs into plasma bugs. Goodness knows that bugs don’t like being bombarded by radiation which is one of the key elements of turning an onrdinary insect into a radioactive super-bug.

Maegyn would find out they have a propensity to escape.

Narrator: “watch it...they bite”

Jugs was trying her level best to ignore Maegyn.

Well Monday didn’t start off great for Metalman. In a fit of rationality, went and paid off the semi-weekly bill (yes, that is the correct terminology, though we do not hear it very often – we have heard of the term semiannually – which means something that happens twice a year)

Animal had also returned and was working on the second inventing table.

Metalman: Help, help...I’m on fire…

Animal: Go take a cold shower, Metalman.

The second attempt didn’t fare much better.

Mac: That’s the second time he’s set himself on fire, sir. Is he normally that clumsy?

Animal: I presume so, Major, it’s not for the lack of trying. His last fitrep came in as. This officer has amazingly attained new heights of ineptitude never seen before in an officer of his calibre.

Mac: Please don’t give him a command position, sir.

Animal: Not my call, if he gets recalled. That’s on the Joint Chiefs of Staff.

Metalman: I think I’m going to go read a book.

Instead of making himself an incendiary for the third time in as many minutes, he decided to park his butt in a chair and read the inventing book. Hopefully it will help him to not set himself ablaze, but well…that might be hoping for too much.

Animal: Try reading your handiness skill book. Commander, maybe that might help in keeping you from lighting yourself in flames a third time.

Metalman: What’s that saying about...oh, I forget.

They say three times the charm, but Metalman wasn’t about to take that risk – not if Animal could help it.

Animal: I wouldn’t count on that.

Metalman: Hold on, I need to take a phone call. Oh, you need some plumbing cleared out? Sure, I can do that. Narrator (picturing a deluge thanks to a cracked water-main): Oh God...

Animal: Bloody HELL! Keeter. How in the flaming blue blazes did you set the damned table on fire!

Keeter: I don’t know, I don’t know...it just went kablooey on me.

Harm (speechless)

Maegyn: Animal’s gonna go kablooey on you too in another minute! Haven’t you read the MSDS safety data sheet on Working With Combustibles?!

Keeter: Too many big words? Maegyn: How in the hell did you get through flight school?

Jugs: That’s the last friggin’ time you get assigned to fly with me as my wingman, Keeter. I probably would end up getting my ass shot off.

Keeter: Aren’t we retired?

Jugs: I meant in the colloquial sense of the word.

Narrator: Yeah, after that, pretty much everybody decided that working at the Scraptonics Incendiary Workbench wasn’t the way to go to increase their invention skills though they’ll need it in order to put windows and doors in. Well hopefully no-one sets themselves on fire yet again.

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Narrator: Well, they all seem to have found a sleeping spot and it appears that they are able to enjoy their night...or more accurately, some of them are able to enjoy their night.

Kimber: Maybe I’ll wake up and this will be all a bad dream…

Narrator: Probably not. At least it’s not raining because that would deeply disturb our slumbering individuals and we want them to have a nice sleep, don’t we?

The Watcher: ~evil chuckle~ Wanna bet?

Narrator: Aside from the Watcher who is just plain psychotic and loves throwing meteors around.

Everyone: What the hell was that?

Narrator: Evidently your Watcher is seeking amusement again. He must be bored.

Mac: Harm, this is all YOUR fault that I’m awake at four in the morning.

Harm: I didn’t anger the Watcher.

Mac: sure, you didn’t.

Kimber: I think I slept wrong, my neck is killing me.

Phil: The Watcher must be protecting us. That meteor could have landed on our heads while we were asleep. All praise the Watcher most Merciful.

Watcher: Dammit, I missed.

Maegyn: So much for sleep, I guess I’ll make breakfast.

Kimber: Maybe today will go better.

Narrator: And maybe today will be the day that your crush ends up proposing to Maegyn…

Kimber: Y’know, Narrator, you really are a horse’s...~bleep~.

Meg (typing on social media): this morning we nearly got flattened by a meteor. We were extremely lucky it didn’t fall on top of our heads while we were sleeping. I sure hope those rocks are worth something. Animal is collecting them now as I type this.

Jack: Y’know, Meg, we just narrowly survived a near death experience. Whattaya say?

Meg: What are you getting at? Jack?

Jack: Well...you, me...the joy of being alive...y’know...the connection that a traumatic event brings...hey…

Meg: You’re not making any sense, Jack.

Kimber (checking horoscope): Today you will find a revelation that will dictate your path in life. Can they be more deliberately vague?

Narrator: I don’t know. They don’t seem to be trying all that hard.

Kimber: you’re the omniscient Narrator, don’t you know what’s going to happen?

Narrator: Nope and even if I did, would I tell you?

Kimber: Would be nice.

Narrator: Naw, it would spoil the surprise.

Kimber: Did anyone tell you how much I hate your guts.

Phil: There’s nothing like a good grilled cheese sandwich to start the morning off just right.

Maegyn: Did anyone ever tell you that you’re insane, Phil?

Phil: Just my family and my psychiatrist.

Narrator: A good filling meal and starting off the day. Although not at peak performance, the sleep they got overnight will have to do. And now we are on Monday morning. Considering all of them have read through their first books they needed in terms of handiness and inventing, they should all be on level 3 of each. Which means they each get to put up one wall section apiece.

And once that was done, they set about doing what was necessary to get ahead. The Watcher has generously provided two invention tables, two science stations, two potion tables, a conjuring cauldron and a RGB gem cutter. And Meg will have to go and get the next level of books for the group. Welcome to Monday.

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Meg: Don’t worry, Harm, I’m going to catch a cotton-pickin’ fish if it’s the last thing I do.

Narrator: Life on the other hand, for Phil is going just peachy keen. That leisure suit is giving off Leisure Suit Larry vibes and he’s enjoying fishing. He’s got three anchovy a red herring and a jelly fish.

Man, this may not be such a great place to go swimming. You really don’t wanna get stung every time you step into the water, but then again Keeter probably has a thick hide. Because after he went dumpster diving he had to find some way to get rid of the smell. In between the splashing and the screaming, it was a wonder he didn’t scare the fish away.

Well in any case Keeter did the right thing and sold off his two anchovies and a sea sludge. Now he has to find a buyer for the remaining sea sludge and cook up the red herring. At least he can eat tonight. Maybe they should all start reading their handiness and inventing books.

Now the whole thing with building a house is that for every two skill levels in both handiness and in inventing (in otherwords two levels of each skill have to be completed in order to have the ability to put up one section of wall per day so if one has a Level four in handiness and a level two in inventing, he can still only put up one section of wall. Both handiness and inventing have to be at level four in order to be able to put up two sections of wall per day all the way up to five by the time you have mastered both handiness and inventing. Hence the reason why it’s so important for them to get their group to all have mastered handiness and inventing…or they’ll freeze to death in the wintertime.

Now the nice thing was that someone else showed up. Evidently Maegyn caught wind of the fact that Animal had retired and decided to do the same thing. So she ended up coming out to see him in Hidden Springs as well, and well, like their time together in the VF-41 Black Aces, things got interesting and well, it continued where it had left off. But they all knew they had to get cracking with reading so that they could start getting busy with building their home.

Animal: Nice to see you again...Maegyn.

VADM Maegyn O’Bannon: Well, I couldn’t just very well not see you again since we’re both retired. So how’s things been keeping you?

Animal: Oh, pretty much same as always.

Maegyn: Well, I guess it’s time to shake things up a bit. Who’s the blonde?

Animal: That’s Meg Austin; she evidently doesn’t think Keeter’s a drip.

Maegyn: Well, there’s no accounting for taste, is there?

Narrator: At least there’s someone here that doesn’t think Keeter’s awesome-possum. Maegyn had her problems with Keeter. Evidently he goes after anything in a dress, especially if they’re pretty.

Evidently Kimber isn’t too happy at the fact that Maegyn is sniping Animal from her. But then again she hadn’t made her interest known either so...well snoozers...losers.

And who else decides to come sit down at their little reading session but good ol’ Keeter.

Jack: Hey, Maegyn, I didn’t know you were coming by.

Maegyn: I’m staying.

Jack: Well, hey, that’s good news.

Maegyn: Not for you.

Phil: Hey, Kimber, you seem sort of out of sorts.

Kimber: Shut up, Metalman.

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Kimber "Jugs" Benton

I still think that she's the prettiest sim, I've made so far.

...and she's in love with her CO and thanks to retiring from flying F-14s, she's happily able to go after him.

This...craggy old hunk of grouchy granite stone.

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Periodically, I have to rebuild my #Sims3 game...due to computer crashes and inevitably...end up losing my JAG Sims. That is MY way of continuing JAG as far as the fact that I didn't like the way that NCIS continued the JAG storyline

So hence the reason why I create Harm, Mac, Meg, A.J. and my OCs in the Sims 3.

It is partly frustrating because of the limitations of the game and Create-A-Sim to try to make the characters entirely true-to-RL proportions. The fact that the game renders ALL sims at same height means that Animal is 6'4" the same as Harm. They're all frickin' tall.

Looks like I gotta lot of work cut out for me. There are some characters missing from this picture. Namely the characters in the first season.

Namely Meg.

I'll probably be doing this for quite some time since I want to get the facial features of each sim absolutely correct to the TV show's actors. Secondly to start off, I'm not going to dive right into the JAG show's characters, I'm going to delve into my OCs from my JAG fanfiction. The first being Commander Kimber "Jugs" Benton, the XO of VF-41 Black Aces, then I'll work slowly into my OC Commander Toshio "Animal" Nakamura. Those will be the first two sims I create from MY JAG fanfiction. Then I'll get into the other characters like Lieutenant Commander Meg Austin, Commander Harmon Rabb Jr. and Major Sarah "Mac" Mackenzie.

I've created Captain Kimber "Jugs" Benton. I miss my Navy Uniforms I made for my JAG Sims - unfortunately GIMP is a royal pain to work with trying to get transparencies and I currently don't want to make the effort of doing them up in uniform at the moment so in civvies they'll be.

I worked on what would be "Admiral" Toshio "Animal" Nakamura, retired Navy Admiral, former Chief of Naval Operations and Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff and former F-14 Tomcat naval aviator. I think he's pretty much the way that I want him to be. He's not a handsome guy, been a part of some pretty nasty bar-brawls and bears the scars of such altercations. He's tough as nails. And I can either have him (depending on the story) go with Jugs or with Meg. I've set him up as an "adult"; not a young adult, so I can either have him go "young adult" for anything between Lieutenant and Captain (O-6) vs. adult for "Rear Admiral lower-half through Fleet Admiral"

NOW, I can go on to the next group of sims that I have to do in order to get my JAGSims back. I'm going onto Commander (now Captain) Harmon Rabb Jr. The toughest part of getting Harm correct in The Sims is trying to find a confounded picture that has David James Elliott NOT smiling and facing the camera straight on. Does he EVER not smile in his pictures? Why? Because what that expression does, is it crinkles his eyes and makes me unable to get a proper read on what his eyes look like in a relaxed position. It affects the true shape of his eyes and makes it harder to get a true image of what he looks like.

…and just letting you know…right now creating Harmon Rabb Jr. is DRIVING ME EFFIN' INSANE!!! He's NOT COOPERATING!!! 🤬

Like I mean...I shouldn't be surprised. I've watched the TV show. When is Mr. Rabb NOT not co-operating?

OK...I got my sliders working and I've now gotten Meg Austin done.

Trying to get the eyes right is the big problem with dealing with Meg and the sliders when finally configured correctly did a large part of getting them as close to "Tracy Needham" (the actress who played Meg Austin in JAG) as possible.

(this post will be continued...at a later date once I get my cc sliders configured).