In San Myshuno, Olivier was busy.
"Excuse me!"
Oops, sorry!
Let's look at the pretty snow globes he has collected around the city. He's very proud of his collection.
Ah, good! He's back reading again.
Actually, what we came here to see was Olivier celebrating his birthday. On his own. Eating a marshmallow.
No, wait! He does have company. I need to find another place to live. I can't stand this anymore, Olivier thought as the mouse rushed across the floor.
There was nothing available online either. At least nothing he could afford.
So he decided to just leave the apartment and see what was going on on the square.
Unfortunately, it turned out to be the Romance Festival and the place was full of smiling people.
Might as well give it a try, Olivier thought as he approached "The Love Guru".
"Hi there", he said. "I'd like you to read my romantic future, please."
The Guru's face fell serious as he delivered his prediction.
"Your heart is in danger. Your life is in danger. Your future is dark and violent death awaits-"
"Stop!" Olivier interrupted. "That's what you say to everyone. I want my money back."
"Young man", the Guru tried. "You must be careful. I am telling you the truth. I would even without the money."
"Oh, ok. Well, thanks then. I suppose."
He sat down by one of the tables and a young woman called Rosalynn greeted him.
"You look familiar", she said. "Have we met before?"
"No, I don't think so", Olivier replied. "I'm not really looking for anything this evening."
"Oh, I'm taken", Rosalynn said. "I meant, I thought maybe you were from...Forgotten Hollow? Did you go to school there?"
"No, I didn't", Olivier replied. "Sorry, I just had some bad news."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"It's ok. I'm just going to go look at the art instead", Olivier said.
"Clearly, these things are just copies of copies", Olivier tried in a vain attempt to bargain.
"Quite", the art dealer sighed. "Are you buying something or not?"
"Yeah, I'll have those two up there."
"Did you find anything?" Rosalynn asked as they bumped into each other again.
"It was all over-priced. As expected. But I bought two, just to be nice."
Then he found his school friend Olivia in the crowd.
"Look, this site let's you find cheap rooms for rent", she said. "Lots of my friends have used it. It's great!"
"Oh, this is just what I've been looking for", Olivier said. "Thank you!"
Later that evening a lonely bat hovered by the quay.
In a dark cloud, a familiar figure materialised.
What a stroke of luck that I found Rosalynn, she thought. Or maybe she found me? I know things can only get better from now on.
Emilia's coming of age party took place not long after.
She was now expected to begin her training in earnest.
But while everyone was enjoying themselves, Emilia went downstairs into the crypt. Is this what my life is going to be from now on? she pondered. Sleeping in a coffin, shunned by society, watching all my human friends die.
She sat down by the organ with a heavy sigh.
"There you are, my child!" Vlad appeared behind her.
"Dad", Emilia said. "I'm not in the mood right now."
"Not this again!" Vlad sounded tired.
"Yes, this", Emilia said. "There is another way!"
"I have read the books in your library! I know that you know it too!" Emilia lashed out. "I have met people who know how to live in harmony with the humans!"
"Believe me, Emilia, I know all about those people and nothing good can come of it. They will ruin you!"
"But dad, if you know we can be good people, why do you not want to be that?"
"Child, this is our destiny. We must follow it."
"I can't believe you just give up like that!" Emilia said angrily. "You simply don't want to be good!"
"In time you will learn that there is more to life than being good", Vlad said.
"I can't believe it!" Emilia said. "I don't want to live like this!"
"Very well", Vlad said. "It's your choice. If you reject your destiny, you reject this family forever.
Emilia burst into tears.
"It's time you learnt about the real world", Vlad said in a dark voice.
A little later after packing her bags in silence, Emilia found Albert in the tower room.
"I'm sorry, Albie, I have to leave."
"Forever?" Albert sobbed.
"No, I'll be back. We'll still see each other. Take care of little Elfie for me."
"I will, Em. I love you."
After being kicked out by her father Vlad, Emilia was offered a place to crash at Rosalynn and her girlfriend Joyce.
Emilia loved her new freedom. During the day she could still go outside on the balcony to water the plants.
She would sit in the shade and read the Vampire Encyclopaedia, while the local trains rushed by.
She even tried her first vampire-friendly cooking: a plasma fruit salad. Huh, did the recipe say anything about them having to be exactly even size?
But the apartment came with a surprise guest of bugs and critters...
It's a good thing there was a handyman on call.
He gave Emilia the idea to practice some of her new vampire skills, in training for what may come.
"You will clean the apartment!" she hissed.
"That's a good boy", she giggled.
"Um, what are you doing now?" Emilia gasped as she discovered the handyman sitting by the door.
"Waiting for Master", he replied. "Master will come soon, yes?"
"No. No, he wont", she panicked, not wanting Rosalynn to see what she had done. "Please leave. You're free to go. Shoo!"
Later that evening - after she had finally successfully managed to get rid of the handyman - Emilia sat down with Joyce on the sofa.
"You and Rosalynn, you seem to have such a perfect relationship", she said.
"Well, I don't know", Joyce began.
"I mean, look at me", Emilia complained. "I'm never going to find anyone. And even if I do, they're just going to die and-"
"Look at me", Joyce said. "I know this is going to happen, eventually, with me and Rosalynn. I will grow old. She won't. But we will make the best of the time we have together."
"Maybe you just haven't looked in the right places yet", Joyce continued. "Sometimes love is right underneath your nose and you just can't see it. Have I told you how we met?"
In another part of the city, Olivier had found a room to rent.
It was in a house in Forgotten Hollow, no less. And it was decorated with garlic. Garlic everywhere - oh, the stench!
He relished the mornings when he could finally leave for work.
The lady who owned the house was a little eccentric. He only knew her by the name Mrs H.
Mrs H always wore shaded glasses, even indoors.
"Mrs H, is that you in the pictures in your room?" Olivier once asked.
"Why were you in my room? Don't go in my room ever again."
At least she had an extensive garden with some really interesting new plants.
Olivier had never seen a plasma tree before, but he thought it was the most beautiful thing ever. He had heard of the magical qualities in the fruits when vampires ate them, so he was a little confused by all the vampire-repelling garlic in the house. But clearly, questions were not encouraged, so he said nothing.
Back in the city, Emilia had decided to go out for a night time walk, when she spotted an old friend.
"Jenny!" she called. "Jenny, it's me, Emilia!"
But Jenny didn't seem to hear her and kept walking.
Just like that, she was gone and Emilia stood there alone. Her old friends didn't want her around anymore, apparently.
The next evening, Emilia and Rosalynn were sitting on the balcony chatting.
"Joyce said you asked about love", Rosalynn teased.
Emilia didn't know quite what to say at first.
"You both look so happy", Emilia said. "I wish I could find someone like Joyce."
"I feel very lucky", Rosalynn replied.
"But that boy, what's-his-name", Rosalynn said. "The one who looked like a vampire, but he wasn't one?"
"Er, Olivier?" Emilia asked.
The thought had not even entered her mind! She remembered he seemed friendly towards vampires and had let her drink his plasma once. But he seemed a little awkward with people, or maybe he just didn't have any manners.
"At any rate, you need some new friends", Rosalynn suggested. "He seemed a bit lonely, but not unpleasant. I heard he moved to Forgotten Hollow, of all places!"
"Just be careful you don't run into Vlad!" Rosalynn said as Emilia got up to leave.
As soon as Emilia approached the house, she began feeling woozy and a little nauseous.
So much garlic - everywhere!
She decided to turn into her bat form, so that she could enter the house easier.
Olivier found her in the kitchen.
"Oh, it's you", he said by way of greeting.
Emilia couldn't tell if he was happy or angry to see her. The garlic smell was really getting to her head.
"We should go upstairs", Olivier said. "My room is garlic free."
"I'm sorry about the garlic. I don't think my landlady likes vampires, which is unfortunate since she lives here."
"I've come to understand most people don't like us", Emilia sighed. "Or people like me, I mean."
"How are you doing?" Olivier asked as they sat down on the bed. "You look unwell."
"It's the garlic, I think", Emilia said. "It's making me feel really strange."
"It was really cool how you flew in like a bat!" Olivier exclaimed. "I've only read about that the encyclopaedia."
"You've read that?" Emilia was surprised. "I thought only vampires had were allowed to have it and you're not...?"
"No, I'm not a vampire", Olivier said. "But I've always felt an affinity to them. To you. I always felt like an outcast."
"I need to go", Emilia said. "But I'd love to come back, if you'd like that."
"I would", Olivier said. "We could go for a walk instead, so you don't have to be here in the garlic smell."
"I'm going to fly by the mansion", Emilia said as she turned into a bat.
"That is so cool! See you soon, batgirl!"
But as Emilia flew up to the mansion and landed on the roof terrace, a familiar figure stood there waiting for her.
"I thought I told you to leave", Vlad shouted as he ran towards her, his eyes on fire.
Emilia put up a worthy fight against her father.
But in the end she was no match for him.
"Girl, you will learn the true wrath of your worst enemy, if you don't watch your steps!"
Joyce's birthday came around and she had baked her favourite Confetti Cake to celebrate.
"Do I blow it out right away?" she asked, but Rosalynn was just so eager to party she had the confetti ready.
"Ok, I can take a hint", she said as Emilia blew a fanfare.
"Here goes!"
"Oh", she said. "I don't know. I don't feel much older, really. Do I look older?"
"You look beautiful as always", Rosalynn said.
"Not a day older", Emilia added, although she was quietly wondering how it was all going to work out, if Joyce kept ageing and Rosalynn didn't.
Down at the karaoke bar in the square, Vlad was working his magic on an innocent bartender.
"You won't feel a thing", he hissed. "Only a slight sting and then you'll be very tired."
He continued his spree outside, making people fall asleep or hallucinate.
He approached one of the street food vendors, but suddenly a bat appeared.
Emilia had felt his presence and hurried downstairs to stop the carnage.
"Father", she said. "You're not welcome here. Please leave."
"Make me", Vlad said, because he was high on plasma.
Yet again, they fought. But this time Emilia had learnt how father's tricks and dodge his attacks successfully.
Her victory was bittersweet.
As Vlad lay panting on the ground, the street food vendor stared in terror.
Landing back on ground, Emilia laid into Vlad with words instead.
"Father, you have no power over me anymore. I am my own and I intend to become a good person. Unlike you!"
"You will never be able to escape your fate!" Vlad shouted. "Once a vampire, always a vampire! You cannot fight it!"
Then he shrank into a dark mist and disappeared.
Good riddance, Emilia thought. I hope I never see that old fool again.
Over a late night snack, Joyce and Rosalynn discussed their workdays while Emilia tried to focus on her vampire lore.
Until she couldn't hold it in any longer.
"I saw dad", she said. "He was here, in our neighbourhood, attacking people."
"Are you sure it was him?" Joyce asked.
"Yes, it was him", Emilia said. "I had to challenge him."
"We fought, but I won this time. I told him to never set his foot here again."
"Wow, you're amazing!" Joyce said.
But Rosalynn wasn't happy.
"You do realise what you've started now?" Rosalynn finally said.
"No?" Emilia suddenly felt her courage failing her.
"He won't stop until one of you dies", Rosalynn said, as a matter of fact.
Emilia burst into tears.
"What should I do?" she asked after a while. "I can't give up now. Can I?"
"I don't know what to say", Joyce said. "You need to follow your heart."
Later on the balcony, Rosalynn was watching Joyce paint.
"I think I know what to do", she said.
"I know him and he will come back for more", she continued. "He will terrorise this city."
"But I have a plan", she said.
"You do?" Joyce didn't seem impressed. "I hope it doesn't involve garlic. You know I can't stand the smell of it."
"Maybe you should call the young ones together again and see what they think?"
"I might do better than that", Rosalynn replied.
"Let's not mention this to Emilia yet", Rosalynn said as she went back inside.
"Fine", Joyce said. "But it's her father. You can't keep her out of it forever."
Meanwhile in Forgotten Hollow, a certain Mrs H was chatting with Vlad.
"Nice evening", Vlad said.
"Uh-huh", Mrs H replied in her usual surly manner.
Suddenly there was a small noise.
"What is that?!" Vlad exclaimed.
"You tell me!" Mrs H replied.
"What have you been eating?" Mrs H asked in feigned horror.
"What? No! It wasn't me!" Vlad tried to say.
"Oh, you and I both know what this means", Mrs H said.
"Not again!" Vlad sighed.
And the match started!
A friendly neighbour was a little concerned when he saw what was happening.
But the fight was over in no time.
"I say, excuse me, ma'm". the neighbour said. "Are you alright?"
"What does it look like?" Mrs H muttered under her breath.
"Um", she seemed to falter.
"Let's forget this happened, right?" Mrs H tried.
At the same time, the friendly neighbour seemed to have settled a bet with a friend.
"Told you she would lose", the neighbour's friend said.
"Well, well", Vlad scoffed. "Your boss will be hearing about this. I'm sure you'll be fine. Don't worry. Just a little...setback."
Rosalynn had been planning for a while how to approach the young vampires in an attempt to convince them of the virtues in being good. What she didn't tell Emilia was that she also had another motive: finding enough vampires to defeat Vlad. Because she remembered being his apprentice, once a long, long time ago and how he would work her to the bone with petty chores.
She had agreed to meet the twins in a little square off the high street in Oasis Springs.
As the sun began to set, they emerged through the back streets.
"Welcome", she said as she approached them. "I'm so glad you agreed to see me."
"What is this place, anyway?" Martinus bit off.
"I've asked you to come here, because I want you to help Emilia", Rosalynn said.
"Is something wrong with her?" Lorelei asked. "I think she's eating too many of those glow fruits."
"No, she's doing fine", Rosalynn continued. "But she needs help...we need help to create a better world. For all of us."
"I remember you!" Martinus exclaimed. "You were trying to turn us all into regular Sims!"
"No", Rosalynn sighed. "That's not- I said, I wanted us to live in peace and harmony with each other."
"Oh."
"Why?" Martinus seemed unimpressed.
"Because if we don't do this, Count Vlad will take over and erase us all", Rosalynn said, embellishing the truth a little.
"I don't want to die!" Lorelei started sobbing. "I haven't even gone to my first prom yet!"
Suddenly, Martinus' phone pinged.
"Says here you contacted Abel and Jenny too. What's your plan, lady?"
"My plan?" Rosalynn tried to sound innocuous.
"Stop it right there! I am not interested. Lory, we should leave."
"No, please listen to me", Rosalynn said.
"We should hear her out, Mart", Lorelei said.
"Are you crazy?" Martinus shouted.
"You're the one who's crazy!" Lorelei replied. "We can't let that old hag take over!"
"She's right, you know", Rosalynn said. "It's important that we get rid of the Count. He is a menace to everyone. A dangerous man!"
"But he promised to make me into a Master Vampire!" Martinus cried.
"Are you in on this, Lory?" Martinus suddenly turned on his sister. "Is this your plan, to become Master Vampire over me?"
Rosalynn realised she wasn't getting anywhere with the two, so she stepped away from them and used her power on them.
"I'm sorry it had to come to this", she hissed.
They both collapsed on the ground.
Well, they won't be harming any more Sims, Rosalynn sighed to herself. Now on to the next one.
Rosalynn found Abel on Citizens Square, preparing for debate night by meditating.
"What do you want?" Abel asked rather brusquely.
"I'm here on behalf of Emilia", Rosalynn replied.
"Emilia!" Abel exclaimed. "She's so smart and pretty and I think I'm going to ask her out. One day."
"That sounds like a good idea", Rosalynn said, taken aback a little by Abel's sudden enthusiasm.
"But I don't know. My dad doesn't like her dad", Abel continued.
"A lot of people don't like Count Vlad", Rosalynn, seizing the opportunity.
"I'm trying to put together a group of people", she continued. "A group that could take him out. Finally put an end to his reign."
"Lady, it sounds like a great plan", Abel said. "But don't count me in. I need to think of my political career. I can't afford any scandals."
I suppose that's how it will be then, Rosalynn sighed.
Time was running out. The sun was beginning to come up. But Rosalynn had one last stop in the park, meeting Jenny, Emilia's closest friend among the vampires.
She was grateful that she had learnt to travel as mist, avoiding those dangerous sun rays.
"I'm so glad you agreed to meet me after all", she said as she approached Jenny.
"I'm sorry we were so rude to you that other time", Jenny said. "I think we needed time to process what you said."
"So you want to join us?" Rosalynn asked.
"Yes, I do", Jenny replied. "I don't know about the others. I fear they...well...I think they are afraid. Of Vlad."
"I know", Rosalynn said. "I've already met them and they all said no, unfortunately."
She thought this wasn't the time to reveal what had actually happened to them.
"I have been practicing my battle techniques", Jenny said, trying to show off.
"You're doing great!" Rosalynn encouraged her.
As Jenny ran off to safety as the first rays of sun began shining over the park, Rosalynn thought: At least there's three of us against him now. Well, four, if you count poor Joyce. I'm sorry, Joyce, that I pulled you into this.
But she didn't know that Jenny only reached the edge of the park before those sun rays began piercing her skin.
"Ow, it hurts! Make it stop!" Jenny shouted in vain.
"You are evil, sun!"
"Mum? Dad! Help me!"
And so, Rosalynn and Emilia would have to face Vlad on their own.
So, hi. I'm sorry for leaving this story alone for such a long time. Life happened, I suppose.
I have a plan for the continuation and eventually end of this story. If any readers are still interested, I hope to be able to update within a few days. The plan is to dedicate a longer time for playing this particular save, so that I can accumulate a few episodes' worth of screenshots.
Anyway, thanks for staying with me! It means a lot.
Ooh, maybe they did. I haven't seen my signature since yesterday morning. I'll look at it soon. Thanks for the idea! I thought it was the forums, and it still could be.
Ooh, maybe they did. I haven't seen my signature since yesterday morning. I'll look at it soon. Thanks for the idea! I thought it was the forums, and it still could be.
The code is exactly the same as before. I just checked. So I don't know what is going on! Can you see the one I just posted, though?
Yep, I just checked mine, too. Same. Yes. I can see the one you posted. I think it's the forums. Another simmer went to go change their avatar and it turned into a plumbob. They couldn't find any buttons to change it. Like they'd disappeared. But he's got it back again, so it must be working. They might be doing some maintenance on it. I figured it'll be back to normal soon enough.
@belpita : These forums changed the way the allowed images to display when the URL tag is used. I'm posting a mass message about it on my Stories and Legacies Index Newsfeed tonight with instructions, I'll include you in the tags.
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"Excuse me!"
Oops, sorry!
Let's look at the pretty snow globes he has collected around the city. He's very proud of his collection.
Ah, good! He's back reading again.
Actually, what we came here to see was Olivier celebrating his birthday. On his own. Eating a marshmallow.
No, wait! He does have company.
I need to find another place to live. I can't stand this anymore, Olivier thought as the mouse rushed across the floor.
There was nothing available online either. At least nothing he could afford.
So he decided to just leave the apartment and see what was going on on the square.
Unfortunately, it turned out to be the Romance Festival and the place was full of smiling people.
Might as well give it a try, Olivier thought as he approached "The Love Guru".
"Hi there", he said. "I'd like you to read my romantic future, please."
The Guru's face fell serious as he delivered his prediction.
"Your heart is in danger. Your life is in danger. Your future is dark and violent death awaits-"
"Stop!" Olivier interrupted. "That's what you say to everyone. I want my money back."
"Young man", the Guru tried. "You must be careful. I am telling you the truth. I would even without the money."
"Oh, ok. Well, thanks then. I suppose."
He sat down by one of the tables and a young woman called Rosalynn greeted him.
"You look familiar", she said. "Have we met before?"
"No, I don't think so", Olivier replied. "I'm not really looking for anything this evening."
"Oh, I'm taken", Rosalynn said. "I meant, I thought maybe you were from...Forgotten Hollow? Did you go to school there?"
"No, I didn't", Olivier replied. "Sorry, I just had some bad news."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"It's ok. I'm just going to go look at the art instead", Olivier said.
"Clearly, these things are just copies of copies", Olivier tried in a vain attempt to bargain.
"Quite", the art dealer sighed. "Are you buying something or not?"
"Yeah, I'll have those two up there."
"Did you find anything?" Rosalynn asked as they bumped into each other again.
"It was all over-priced. As expected. But I bought two, just to be nice."
Then he found his school friend Olivia in the crowd.
"Look, this site let's you find cheap rooms for rent", she said. "Lots of my friends have used it. It's great!"
"Oh, this is just what I've been looking for", Olivier said. "Thank you!"
Later that evening a lonely bat hovered by the quay.
In a dark cloud, a familiar figure materialised.
What a stroke of luck that I found Rosalynn, she thought. Or maybe she found me? I know things can only get better from now on.
She was now expected to begin her training in earnest.
But while everyone was enjoying themselves, Emilia went downstairs into the crypt.
Is this what my life is going to be from now on? she pondered. Sleeping in a coffin, shunned by society, watching all my human friends die.
She sat down by the organ with a heavy sigh.
"There you are, my child!" Vlad appeared behind her.
"Dad", Emilia said. "I'm not in the mood right now."
"Not this again!" Vlad sounded tired.
"Yes, this", Emilia said. "There is another way!"
"I have read the books in your library! I know that you know it too!" Emilia lashed out. "I have met people who know how to live in harmony with the humans!"
"Believe me, Emilia, I know all about those people and nothing good can come of it. They will ruin you!"
"But dad, if you know we can be good people, why do you not want to be that?"
"Child, this is our destiny. We must follow it."
"I can't believe you just give up like that!" Emilia said angrily. "You simply don't want to be good!"
"In time you will learn that there is more to life than being good", Vlad said.
"I can't believe it!" Emilia said. "I don't want to live like this!"
"Very well", Vlad said. "It's your choice. If you reject your destiny, you reject this family forever.
Emilia burst into tears.
"It's time you learnt about the real world", Vlad said in a dark voice.
A little later after packing her bags in silence, Emilia found Albert in the tower room.
"I'm sorry, Albie, I have to leave."
"Forever?" Albert sobbed.
"No, I'll be back. We'll still see each other. Take care of little Elfie for me."
"I will, Em. I love you."
Here's a teaser.
Emilia loved her new freedom. During the day she could still go outside on the balcony to water the plants.
She would sit in the shade and read the Vampire Encyclopaedia, while the local trains rushed by.
She even tried her first vampire-friendly cooking: a plasma fruit salad.
Huh, did the recipe say anything about them having to be exactly even size?
But the apartment came with a surprise guest of bugs and critters...
It's a good thing there was a handyman on call.
He gave Emilia the idea to practice some of her new vampire skills, in training for what may come.
"You will clean the apartment!" she hissed.
"That's a good boy", she giggled.
"Um, what are you doing now?" Emilia gasped as she discovered the handyman sitting by the door.
"Waiting for Master", he replied. "Master will come soon, yes?"
"No. No, he wont", she panicked, not wanting Rosalynn to see what she had done. "Please leave. You're free to go. Shoo!"
Later that evening - after she had finally successfully managed to get rid of the handyman - Emilia sat down with Joyce on the sofa.
"You and Rosalynn, you seem to have such a perfect relationship", she said.
"Well, I don't know", Joyce began.
"I mean, look at me", Emilia complained. "I'm never going to find anyone. And even if I do, they're just going to die and-"
"Look at me", Joyce said. "I know this is going to happen, eventually, with me and Rosalynn. I will grow old. She won't. But we will make the best of the time we have together."
"Maybe you just haven't looked in the right places yet", Joyce continued. "Sometimes love is right underneath your nose and you just can't see it. Have I told you how we met?"
In another part of the city, Olivier had found a room to rent.
It was in a house in Forgotten Hollow, no less. And it was decorated with garlic. Garlic everywhere - oh, the stench!
He relished the mornings when he could finally leave for work.
The lady who owned the house was a little eccentric. He only knew her by the name Mrs H.
Mrs H always wore shaded glasses, even indoors.
"Mrs H, is that you in the pictures in your room?" Olivier once asked.
"Why were you in my room? Don't go in my room ever again."
At least she had an extensive garden with some really interesting new plants.
Olivier had never seen a plasma tree before, but he thought it was the most beautiful thing ever. He had heard of the magical qualities in the fruits when vampires ate them, so he was a little confused by all the vampire-repelling garlic in the house. But clearly, questions were not encouraged, so he said nothing.
Back in the city, Emilia had decided to go out for a night time walk, when she spotted an old friend.
"Jenny!" she called. "Jenny, it's me, Emilia!"
But Jenny didn't seem to hear her and kept walking.
Just like that, she was gone and Emilia stood there alone. Her old friends didn't want her around anymore, apparently.
"Joyce said you asked about love", Rosalynn teased.
Emilia didn't know quite what to say at first.
"You both look so happy", Emilia said. "I wish I could find someone like Joyce."
"I feel very lucky", Rosalynn replied.
"But that boy, what's-his-name", Rosalynn said. "The one who looked like a vampire, but he wasn't one?"
"Er, Olivier?" Emilia asked.
The thought had not even entered her mind! She remembered he seemed friendly towards vampires and had let her drink his plasma once. But he seemed a little awkward with people, or maybe he just didn't have any manners.
"At any rate, you need some new friends", Rosalynn suggested. "He seemed a bit lonely, but not unpleasant. I heard he moved to Forgotten Hollow, of all places!"
"Just be careful you don't run into Vlad!" Rosalynn said as Emilia got up to leave.
As soon as Emilia approached the house, she began feeling woozy and a little nauseous.
So much garlic - everywhere!
She decided to turn into her bat form, so that she could enter the house easier.
Olivier found her in the kitchen.
"Oh, it's you", he said by way of greeting.
Emilia couldn't tell if he was happy or angry to see her. The garlic smell was really getting to her head.
"We should go upstairs", Olivier said. "My room is garlic free."
"I'm sorry about the garlic. I don't think my landlady likes vampires, which is unfortunate since she lives here."
"I've come to understand most people don't like us", Emilia sighed. "Or people like me, I mean."
"How are you doing?" Olivier asked as they sat down on the bed. "You look unwell."
"It's the garlic, I think", Emilia said. "It's making me feel really strange."
"It was really cool how you flew in like a bat!" Olivier exclaimed. "I've only read about that the encyclopaedia."
"You've read that?" Emilia was surprised. "I thought only vampires had were allowed to have it and you're not...?"
"No, I'm not a vampire", Olivier said. "But I've always felt an affinity to them. To you. I always felt like an outcast."
"I need to go", Emilia said. "But I'd love to come back, if you'd like that."
"I would", Olivier said. "We could go for a walk instead, so you don't have to be here in the garlic smell."
"I'm going to fly by the mansion", Emilia said as she turned into a bat.
"That is so cool! See you soon, batgirl!"
But as Emilia flew up to the mansion and landed on the roof terrace, a familiar figure stood there waiting for her.
"I thought I told you to leave", Vlad shouted as he ran towards her, his eyes on fire.
Emilia put up a worthy fight against her father.
But in the end she was no match for him.
"Girl, you will learn the true wrath of your worst enemy, if you don't watch your steps!"
His head was spinning, as if he were unwell.
Then he realised there was someone else in the apartment.
Or something else.
"Is that you, Emilia?" his dreamself said.
There was no reply.
Instead, the dream-Emilia began using her vampire powers on him.
She drained his life spirit.
Then she left him in a lifeless heap on the floor.
He woke up with a pounding heart.
What if Emilia just wanted to use him for her own "needs"? What if she wasn't a good vampire, the way she said she wanted to be?
Olivier went out on the balcony outside his room and started a new painting to lift his mood.
It didn't really help, but it was soon time to go to work, so he had to get something to eat.
Fortunately, his landlady Mrs H wasn't around. She seemed to be working nights an awful lot lately, because she was often up in her room resting.
Thank you! I've been a little inconsistent with posting lately. Hoping to pick up the pace soon.
I just couldn't stand his original look, even though I also didn't want him to be "pretty".
"Do I blow it out right away?" she asked, but Rosalynn was just so eager to party she had the confetti ready.
"Ok, I can take a hint", she said as Emilia blew a fanfare.
"Here goes!"
"Oh", she said. "I don't know. I don't feel much older, really. Do I look older?"
"You look beautiful as always", Rosalynn said.
"Not a day older", Emilia added, although she was quietly wondering how it was all going to work out, if Joyce kept ageing and Rosalynn didn't.
Down at the karaoke bar in the square, Vlad was working his magic on an innocent bartender.
"You won't feel a thing", he hissed. "Only a slight sting and then you'll be very tired."
He continued his spree outside, making people fall asleep or hallucinate.
He approached one of the street food vendors, but suddenly a bat appeared.
Emilia had felt his presence and hurried downstairs to stop the carnage.
"Father", she said. "You're not welcome here. Please leave."
"Make me", Vlad said, because he was high on plasma.
Yet again, they fought. But this time Emilia had learnt how father's tricks and dodge his attacks successfully.
Her victory was bittersweet.
As Vlad lay panting on the ground, the street food vendor stared in terror.
Landing back on ground, Emilia laid into Vlad with words instead.
"Father, you have no power over me anymore. I am my own and I intend to become a good person. Unlike you!"
"You will never be able to escape your fate!" Vlad shouted. "Once a vampire, always a vampire! You cannot fight it!"
Then he shrank into a dark mist and disappeared.
Good riddance, Emilia thought. I hope I never see that old fool again.
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Until she couldn't hold it in any longer.
"I saw dad", she said. "He was here, in our neighbourhood, attacking people."
"Are you sure it was him?" Joyce asked.
"Yes, it was him", Emilia said. "I had to challenge him."
"We fought, but I won this time. I told him to never set his foot here again."
"Wow, you're amazing!" Joyce said.
But Rosalynn wasn't happy.
"You do realise what you've started now?" Rosalynn finally said.
"No?" Emilia suddenly felt her courage failing her.
"He won't stop until one of you dies", Rosalynn said, as a matter of fact.
Emilia burst into tears.
"What should I do?" she asked after a while. "I can't give up now. Can I?"
"I don't know what to say", Joyce said. "You need to follow your heart."
Later on the balcony, Rosalynn was watching Joyce paint.
"I think I know what to do", she said.
"I know him and he will come back for more", she continued. "He will terrorise this city."
"But I have a plan", she said.
"You do?" Joyce didn't seem impressed. "I hope it doesn't involve garlic. You know I can't stand the smell of it."
"Maybe you should call the young ones together again and see what they think?"
"I might do better than that", Rosalynn replied.
"Let's not mention this to Emilia yet", Rosalynn said as she went back inside.
"Fine", Joyce said. "But it's her father. You can't keep her out of it forever."
"Nice evening", Vlad said.
"Uh-huh", Mrs H replied in her usual surly manner.
Suddenly there was a small noise.
"What is that?!" Vlad exclaimed.
"You tell me!" Mrs H replied.
"What have you been eating?" Mrs H asked in feigned horror.
"What? No! It wasn't me!" Vlad tried to say.
"Oh, you and I both know what this means", Mrs H said.
"Not again!" Vlad sighed.
And the match started!
A friendly neighbour was a little concerned when he saw what was happening.
But the fight was over in no time.
"I say, excuse me, ma'm". the neighbour said. "Are you alright?"
"What does it look like?" Mrs H muttered under her breath.
"Um", she seemed to falter.
"Let's forget this happened, right?" Mrs H tried.
At the same time, the friendly neighbour seemed to have settled a bet with a friend.
"Told you she would lose", the neighbour's friend said.
"Well, well", Vlad scoffed. "Your boss will be hearing about this. I'm sure you'll be fine. Don't worry. Just a little...setback."
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She had agreed to meet the twins in a little square off the high street in Oasis Springs.
As the sun began to set, they emerged through the back streets.
"Welcome", she said as she approached them. "I'm so glad you agreed to see me."
"What is this place, anyway?" Martinus bit off.
"I've asked you to come here, because I want you to help Emilia", Rosalynn said.
"Is something wrong with her?" Lorelei asked. "I think she's eating too many of those glow fruits."
"No, she's doing fine", Rosalynn continued. "But she needs help...we need help to create a better world. For all of us."
"I remember you!" Martinus exclaimed. "You were trying to turn us all into regular Sims!"
"No", Rosalynn sighed. "That's not- I said, I wanted us to live in peace and harmony with each other."
"Oh."
"Why?" Martinus seemed unimpressed.
"Because if we don't do this, Count Vlad will take over and erase us all", Rosalynn said, embellishing the truth a little.
"I don't want to die!" Lorelei started sobbing. "I haven't even gone to my first prom yet!"
Suddenly, Martinus' phone pinged.
"Says here you contacted Abel and Jenny too. What's your plan, lady?"
"My plan?" Rosalynn tried to sound innocuous.
"Stop it right there! I am not interested. Lory, we should leave."
"No, please listen to me", Rosalynn said.
"We should hear her out, Mart", Lorelei said.
"Are you crazy?" Martinus shouted.
"You're the one who's crazy!" Lorelei replied. "We can't let that old hag take over!"
"She's right, you know", Rosalynn said. "It's important that we get rid of the Count. He is a menace to everyone. A dangerous man!"
"But he promised to make me into a Master Vampire!" Martinus cried.
"Are you in on this, Lory?" Martinus suddenly turned on his sister. "Is this your plan, to become Master Vampire over me?"
Rosalynn realised she wasn't getting anywhere with the two, so she stepped away from them and used her power on them.
"I'm sorry it had to come to this", she hissed.
They both collapsed on the ground.
Well, they won't be harming any more Sims, Rosalynn sighed to herself. Now on to the next one.
"What do you want?" Abel asked rather brusquely.
"I'm here on behalf of Emilia", Rosalynn replied.
"Emilia!" Abel exclaimed. "She's so smart and pretty and I think I'm going to ask her out. One day."
"That sounds like a good idea", Rosalynn said, taken aback a little by Abel's sudden enthusiasm.
"But I don't know. My dad doesn't like her dad", Abel continued.
"A lot of people don't like Count Vlad", Rosalynn, seizing the opportunity.
"I'm trying to put together a group of people", she continued. "A group that could take him out. Finally put an end to his reign."
"Lady, it sounds like a great plan", Abel said. "But don't count me in. I need to think of my political career. I can't afford any scandals."
I suppose that's how it will be then, Rosalynn sighed.
Time was running out. The sun was beginning to come up. But Rosalynn had one last stop in the park, meeting Jenny, Emilia's closest friend among the vampires.
She was grateful that she had learnt to travel as mist, avoiding those dangerous sun rays.
"I'm so glad you agreed to meet me after all", she said as she approached Jenny.
"I'm sorry we were so rude to you that other time", Jenny said. "I think we needed time to process what you said."
"So you want to join us?" Rosalynn asked.
"Yes, I do", Jenny replied. "I don't know about the others. I fear they...well...I think they are afraid. Of Vlad."
"I know", Rosalynn said. "I've already met them and they all said no, unfortunately."
She thought this wasn't the time to reveal what had actually happened to them.
"I have been practicing my battle techniques", Jenny said, trying to show off.
"You're doing great!" Rosalynn encouraged her.
As Jenny ran off to safety as the first rays of sun began shining over the park, Rosalynn thought: At least there's three of us against him now. Well, four, if you count poor Joyce. I'm sorry, Joyce, that I pulled you into this.
But she didn't know that Jenny only reached the edge of the park before those sun rays began piercing her skin.
"Ow, it hurts! Make it stop!" Jenny shouted in vain.
"You are evil, sun!"
"Mum? Dad! Help me!"
And so, Rosalynn and Emilia would have to face Vlad on their own.
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I have a plan for the continuation and eventually end of this story. If any readers are still interested, I hope to be able to update within a few days. The plan is to dedicate a longer time for playing this particular save, so that I can accumulate a few episodes' worth of screenshots.
Anyway, thanks for staying with me! It means a lot.
Can anybody see my previous screenshots?
Here's a teaser for a future update, anyway.
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The code is exactly the same as before. I just checked. So I don't know what is going on! Can you see the one I just posted, though?
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