Pippin's Entry
In the conference room at Pippin Enterprises...on a Thursday...
a special meeting had been called.
"So that's why we needed you," Pippin's Persona was explaining.
"Exactly," agreed Pippin's Anima, "we don't want a big scandal hitting the papers."
"Actually," said Pippin's Self, a bit hesitantly, "wouldn't a big scandal be excellent free advertising?"
"Not when what we're talking about basically boils down to kidnapping," countered Pippin's Anima.
"Quite," agreed Pippin's Persona.
"So, how exactly do you suggest I carry this out?" asked their guest.
"..." offered the Pippins as they shrugged.
"I suppose we'll leave that to your creativity?" suggested Pippin's Animus.
"Sounds fine by me," offered their guest, "just remember, you've made this bed, so now you'll be the ones lying down in it."
"He's right," agreed Pippin's Self, completely missing the point, "it is bedtime."
"You're such a moron," thought Pippin's Shadow.
"We can all hear you," called the others.
"Lies!!" thought Pippin's Shadow, defensively.
*****
Susan couldn't honestly say she was happy, but at least she was content.
That counts for something, right? I mean, sure she felt more passionate about work than she felt about her spouse, but isn't that just how marriages go? And yes, they don't generally even share the same bed anymore, but just fall asleep in front of the television, but that's just their routine. Routine. It sounds so safe.
They were carrying out their safe routine when the strange box appeared in the backyard. Susan thought she must still be asleep and dreaming when she awoke to find a strange, green, elf-looking fellow in her living room.
"What...who are you?" she managed to mumble.
"Delivery for a Susan Wainwright," greeted the elfSim, "from Fantastically Fragrant Flowers."
At this announcement, Susan smiled to herself. It seemed maybe there was some spark of passion left. At least some attempt at romance was happening. And just look at Boyd. Obviously pretending to sleep since he must have been the one who let this delivery elf in. Okay, she could play along.
As Susan deeply inhaled the aroma of the bouquet, she was caught off guard. "This smells...chemical..ish...like maybe...a...chloro...form..." The elf caught her as she started to fall, unconscious, to the floor.
"Target one obtained," said the elf into his communication device.
******
Vladmir was tired. Not sleepy, just tired. These random encounters were nothing but physical interaction. It had been a long time since he'd actually
felt anything.
He almost laughed at the irony: a vampire who was distraught that his heart didn't feel moved by anything. In fact, the only thing that seemed to get any spark going for him was playing the piano. If he had a passion, that was it. And he didn't really think he was that good at it.
He sighed as he walked up to the bar knowing that he couldn't drink away his problems, but maybe he could at least soften the blow.
"Actually," the mixologist said, "the gentleman to your right already ordered you a drink."
"Big fan," explained the elven gentleman, "I caught your piano recital last week. Very moving stuff. I've heard people tickle the ivories, but you make them weep with joy."
"Well...thanks," said Vlad, caught off guard. They chatted a bit as the mixologist prepared the drink and Vlad sipped on it as they chatted some more...then things started to get fuzzy. He was feeling light-headed. "What was in this drink?" he tried to ask as he felt himself slipping forward, out of his seat.
"Target number two acquired," said the elf, high-fiving the mixologist.
*****
When Susan and Vlad awoke, they were told very little about what was happening, but found themselves being ushered around quickly by a continually babbling elf.
"...and this," he announced as they walked through the doors of a large, square-ish building, "is the Lab! It's where the magic happens!"
They followed along as he rushed up to a desk on a raised terrace.
"Now, we just need to do a test or two. Well, lots of tests, actually. Well, I suppose we're borderline dissecting you, but not in a way that we can't put back together..."
And he continued going on about how they were going to genetically splice them together to make babies, but Vlad felt himself distracted by the lovely young woman beside him. Susan felt the attraction as well. It was like something they couldn't fight. They found themselves in each other's arms and the elf hopped up from his seat.
"Oh, yes! We could do it
that way. A bit old fashioned, but totally manageable. Let me get you two a place to...work."
And sure enough, the happy couple made use of their work place. At the insistence of the elf, who introduced himself as Diahl, Susan listened to the kid's music radio station throughout her pregnancy.
Some time later, they came back to the Lab for this momentous occasion.
Yes. Four nooboos. Didn't even know that was possible. And, Susan had popped a wish to have a girl. She apparently ate really strong watermelon as all four babies were female. In order of birth, they are: Amella, Berucca, Chysm, and Dulcinea. Given that only the first three progeny are eligible for this challenge, Dulci will get far less screen time. (I'll post shots of her in spoiler windows)
Diahl was obligated to see this experiment through to the end, and that meant childcare.
Despite the presence of the parents and of teen babysitter Nicky Snitcher (whom Diahl plans to date once she ages up to YA), he felt overwhelmed. "What have those Pippins gotten me into?" he was heard frequently muttering to himself.
Eventually, the girls moved beyond the baby stage and had their toddler birthday.
Here is the firstborn trio as toddlers. Amella seems to be quite a bit more intellectual and analytical. She stares intently at everyone who speaks as if trying to make some sense out of the noises they're making. This one should learn to talk easily enough.
Berucca is constantly trying to make everything a work of art...including her bib, the wall, her sisters, and anything else she can get her hands and anything sticky on. Vlad has taken to calling her his "wild child." She is the only vampire of the trio (Dulci also inherited vampirism).
And here's Vlad laughing at Dulci, our fourth daughter and second vampiric progeny.
Chysm is always singing softly to herself. She is the low maintenance child as she seems quite content to keep to herself.
Diahl thought this age up would make things easier. In reality, having four toddlers to teach to walk, talk, and potty, created
more work...if that was possible.
However, the girls did learn their skills and aged up (Dulci was the last to learn her skills).
(All the girls kept the hair they aged up in except for Amella)
Susan tries vainly to keep Amella's hair in braids, but the girl is constantly disheveled-looking and distracted by her obsession with writing stories just like daddy reads to them.
Berucca has gotten no less crazy with the age up. In fact, her only calm moments seem to come while she's painting.
Chysm rarely makes eye contact with anyone and is much more of a follower rather than the more dominant personalities of her sisters.
Dulci is less motivated than her sisters and is rather content to just hang out in front of the TV. Their first day of school, Dulci had been sent off to The School of Peace and Love, but Susan called to get her back that same day. It strangely jumped Dulci's grade to an immediate A.
Diahl announced that it looked like things were well in hand and made his exit, glad to be free from smelly diapers and baby spittle. The happy couple, however, were distracted by other things like their marriage and a different take on "until
death do us part."
Yep, two vampire parents. Daytime outings will not be that common for this household. However, an evening at the Fall Festival was definitely an option...and a chance for the girls to show their personalities.
Amella found a way to look even more messy, much to Susan's chagrin.
Berucca blurted out war cries as she laid into the Whack-a-Gnome machine with a fury rarely seen outside of reality TV shows.
Chysm, true to form, sat quietly by herself singing softly to her doll.
Dulci's freewill move was to head straight for the snack vendor to get something deep-fried and sweet.
After their childhood adventures, an age-up to teen was in the cards.
(And again, I stayed with the age up hair with the exception of Berucca as she had aged up in the same hairstyle I use for Zheena Ghast)
Amella got contacts and kept working away at her writing. She already has finished two books and is most of the way through the third.
Berucca continues to be...unique. She has continued pursuing art despite having maxed it as a child. She has done portraits of all the girls at the child stage (though Dulci did
her painting) and she's continuing this trend into their teen years. And she has started pillow fighting. Lots of pillow fighting.
Chysm remains unwilling to give anyone eye contact. In fact, now that Susan isn't making her wear a hair band, she keeps her eyes somewhat covered with her hair. However, the household definitely gets to interact as the audience to her work on violin and guitar.
Dulci has been pursuing science and even tried to clone her father...and accidentally cloned herself instead...so now she doesn't count in this contest
twice!And here are close-ups of our trio,
and for comparison, their parents.
Amella has Susan's expressive eyes, nose, mouth, and rounded face shape. And the hair. Of course she got Susan's hair. She's somewhat of a Susan doppleganger.
Berucca seems to favor Vlad a bit more. The nose, the eyes, the mouth. However, she has Susan's hair and is closer to her facial shape.
Chysm got daddy's hair and mouth, but everything else seem to lean towards mom.
Ezabeth, the clone of Dulci, was a beautiful little girl and added that childhood element to the household again.
Then the girls aged her up to teen while Susan and Vlad were out of town on vacation. Judging by the facial expressions of the girls, I'm not sure they thought it was such a good idea after they'd done it...
Dulci takes after her father quite a bit. Same eyes, nose, mouth. and chin. Maybe a bit more of Susan's rounded face shape, but definitely a whole lot of Vlad in there. Ezabeth...looks just like Dulci, so she looks like Vlad.
And just for fun, here are all five girls together.
Finally, after making it through high school (including all five girls making honor roll and Prom not happening until two days too late for the original four), the girls (except for Ezabeth) aged up to young adult and graduated: all made highest honors.
Here they are (in three outfits for each) as young adults and with their traits.
Amella was voted "Most Likely to Take Over the World" by her peers. She has finished 6 novels now, is a self-employed author, and has the following traits: genius, bookworm, ambitious, eccentric, and computer whiz. She also has a keen eye for fashion, which is why Susan is pleased that young Amella doesn't get out much.
Berucca was voted "Most Artistic." She made sure that all four girls had portraits as children and that all
five had portraits as teens. She also did photos of each for their living room. She has taken a job as an art appraiser. Her traits are: insane, daredevil, avant-garde, rebellious, adventurous, and artistic. She got an extra trait for maxing out the rebel social group.
Chysm was the valedictorian and was voted "Most Likely to Be a Rock Star." She surprised no one, then, when she started her career in music. Her traits are as follows: virtuoso, shy, natural born performer, socially awkward, and loner.
Dulci was named "Most Likely Not to Leave Home" by her peers. She has enjoyed science quite a bit and maxed out the nerd group. Therefore, she was offered a job as a video game developer. Therefore, maybe she will be able to just work from home forever...
Anyway, her traits are: eccentric, clumsy, couch potato, coward, and green thumb. Due to some odd glitch, she only got four traits, but the extra one from the nerd group brought her back up to five.
Here are my beautiful young ladies.
And just for fun, here's a nice highlight reel collage of the girls.
And for those who are morbidly curious, I went into CAS with each to see what they would have looked like had they been boys.
Thank goodness they were girls! I do enjoy, however, that Berucca still looks off her rocker with her laurel wreath and random gold medal, and I was amused by how Ezabeth still comes across as effeminate.
And so, Susan and Vlad had four (and then five since the had the final one twice) beautiful young ladies. The arranged meeting of these Sims, one from Sunset Valley and one from Bridgeport, created some of the most lovely naturally occurring Sims that Pippin Enterprises had ever encountered. And thus, the Pippins were extremely pleased with Diahl and granted him much happiness.
**Some CC clothing items were used (though a lot of what they have is just from the game and expansions and I recolored/patterned the items) and Amella's child hair and Berucca's teen/young adult hair is CC**
The creativity. Loving that whole story you wrote Pippin!
