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Sister Love - A Small Victorian by Kimwriter75
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Sister Love
This small Victorian is named after the woman who owned it first. With 2 bedrooms, 2 full baths, cozy living area, study, quaint kitchen, breakfast nook, and a mysterious shed out back to discover the secrets that lie within. Nice place to live...if you dare. No third party custom content.
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This one was way out of my comfort zone. It was made for a challenge at TSS, October Fantasy Challenge. The goal was to make a Supernatural Home. I have a story that I will put in the second post that explains the home a lot better.
Thanks for viewing!
This small Victorian is named after the woman who owned it first. With 2 bedrooms, 2 full baths, cozy living area, study, quaint kitchen, breakfast nook, and a mysterious shed out back to discover the secrets that lie within. Nice place to live...if you dare. No third party custom content.
Download here.
This one was way out of my comfort zone. It was made for a challenge at TSS, October Fantasy Challenge. The goal was to make a Supernatural Home. I have a story that I will put in the second post that explains the home a lot better.
Thanks for viewing! Imagination > Knowledge
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The picture in the paper was in black and white. I did not expect a man to reside alone in a pink Victorian. Mr. Hemming was waiting for me on the front porch as I arrived. I've heard the house is quite old and has been a fixture in Moonlight Falls, of course, that is about all I've heard, being new to town. Well, that's not true either. Some people are skeptical of Mr. Hemming. They state he is a nice man who keeps to himself. Isn't that the prerequisite for serial killers?
As I stand here taking it all in, I feel eyes upon me and look over to catch the gaze of Mr. Hemming. Quickly, I don a smile and approach.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Hemming. My name is Lucy, Lucy Zachery."
"Hello Lucy. Please, call me Albert. So, you're interested in moving in?"
His smile did not brighten his eyes, instead, his gaze was hollow and monotone. Should I consider that a red flag?
"Of course!" I say and laugh, trying not to sound nervous. Usually I do not indulge in the heresay of others, but I cannot deny the weird vibes. Still, I need a place to live and the rent is cheap. I was also promised a room besides my bedroom to set up my alchemy set in. Not to mention, he said he is fine with my cat. No one else in Moonlight Falls is offering that.
"Great! Welcome to Sister Love! How about a tour?" He gestures for me to follow.
Quickly I ask him why the house is called Sister Love. Again, he motions for me to follow.
"This is Sister Love, my beloved sister who owned the house first. She was a respected teacher in Moonlight Falls, many, many years ago. The principle of the school took a liking to her, and named the home after her. Upon completion of the build, he suffered a heart attack. He left her everything he owned, including the house. His wife was not as pleased. Rumors said they must have had an affair, but Sister Love was a saint among women. She was a giver. She let me come live with her when I was just starting out as a bee keeper. Her generosity has always been misinterpreted in the community. Enough about her for now. Let me show you the rest."
"What's that?" I ask and point to a small building.
"That is my shed. I keep my beekeeping supplies there. No need to enter it...ever." He said very sternly.
This just keeps getting weirder, I said to myself. We arrive at the front door and he beckons me inside. The interior of the house is quite charming and cozy. Very eclectic. He tells me that everything is as Sister Love left it.
The entry way has a place for my broomstick.
No television in the living area, but it does have a Victrola.
And a nice fireplace.
No computer in the study where Mr. Hemming, Albert, takes care of his Bee profits.
Cozy dining for four.
What a kitchen!
Just the right mix of past and present.
The breakfast nook is light and airy.
Quaint little powder room.
Outside is a cute patio where Sister Love kept some plants.
Upstairs hallway which houses live - in maid.
First full bathroom with a shower.
Second full bath with a tub.
Mr. Hemming's curious bedroom.
What is in that jar?
More hallway.
Sister Love's bedroom.
Ready for me and my cat.
The alchemy room.
"What do you think, " he asks.
"It's quite lovely. Yes, I'd love to move in."
"Great. Rent is due the first of the month. Let me go over a few ground rules. The shed is off limits. When I am in my office with clients, I am not to be disturbed. And lastly, on full moons I am not to be bothered."
His face went even more hollow with the last statement. We shook hands and I turned to leave. Melba was at the motel as were my things. I was ready to get settled in and have a nice hot bath.
The following weeks went smooth. I joined the alchemist career, and Melba, well being a cat, she did her cat things. She was surprisingly fond of Albert's dog, Dexter.
One evening, I spied a client to arrive.
My curiosity got the best of me and I watched through the window to the office. Later, I watched as they went to Albert's shed. It grew later and later, so I went to bed.
A few days later, I was reading in the paper when the picture of the man I saw with Albert was in there and 'missing' was the headline. That red flag feeling crept up once again. I looked on and noticed the paper had three other people listed as missing. Was Albert up to something?
Not knowing what to do next, I took a walk around the yards. I stumbled upon Sister Love's grave and sat for hours, talking to her headstone. If anyone, it seemed to me that she'd know the answers to the mysteries of this house and the shed. After much brooding, I felt something cold...like a breeze. I awoke from my daze to discover it was night. Even more outrageous, Sister Love was standing above me. At first, I was startled. Then she offered a comforting hand and I stood up to speak with her.
"Albert isn't what he seems, " she said. "Or maybe he is, but much more than you can imagine. Have you seen him on a full moon?"
"No, I have not. Part of our roommate agreement, I am to leave him be."
"Where is Albert now?"
"I am not sure, but his truck is gone."
"Follow me. There is something you must see."
She took me into the shed, pointed to a bookcase and instructed me to pull out War and Peace. As I did that, the bookcase slid to the side revealing stairs. My stomach was in knots as we descended down. I found a light switch and........
I was in disbelieve! Panic struck me with what I saw. Next thing I know, Sister Love tells me to run. Albert is home.
Sister Love came with me to my room. We were both in shock and trying to control our breathing. Not being able to control my shaking, I start to cry. Those poor people. What is Albert doing? What can I do to save them. I tried to collect myself. Sister Love motioned for me to sit next to her.
"Lucy, Albert is not the monster you are imagining right now. He was, is, a sweet boy. Always has been, but very misunderstood. You have to understand, he was bullied his entire childhood."
"Not a monster, " I interrupted. "Tell that to the people in the shed!" What is he doing? How can I help them? I should call the police!"
"Lucy, NO!" The police in Moonlight Falls is not what you expect either. You are a witch, no?"
"Um, well, sorta. " I have been practicing only for a short while. But what does Sister Love think my abilities can do in this situation?
"Listen to me now and keep an open mind. Albert is a werewolf. He has wanted to prove himself for a very long time. I think he has bitten those people and intends on making them his pact. There is a full moon in 4 days. Do you think you can come up with an elixir by then for each person? One that will erase this tragedy? "
Immediately, I got to work researching. By daylight, my eyes were beginning to bleed. "I must keep going," I told myself. After much research, I learned the recipe. Now to gather ingredients.
I hit the Elixir store first. They didn't have everything I needed. Where was I going to find the ingredients needed? I searched everywhere. The hours were passing and soon the days would too. I found ingredients, but not enough for all. Then I learned they had to become werewolves before I could give the elixir. With no sleep and all this weight upon me, I began to feel I was failing. I wanted to cry and to give up.
The night of the full moon was upon us. With one elixir short, I felt shot down. I have failed, I told myself. That afternoon, I slept. For the first time in days.
I awoke to howling. The sun went down and the full moon was up. Quickly I headed to the source.
Too late. The transformations were complete. Albert had his pact. I raced forward, hoping to...hoping to...
Albert has me now. He was too quick.
Burning sensation. Is this the end?
Or just the beginning?
Great work
The home is just gorgeous ( rec'd)
The story is captivating!
Good luck!
T
http://forums.thesims.com/en_US/discussion/817478/hello-come-and-introduce-yourself
http://tinyurl.com/OneRoomOneWeek
http://tinyurl.com/rosemow
My Showcase thread https://forums.thesims.com/en_US/discussion/948861/rosemow-s-rooms-showcase
Great house, love the cosy and inviting interior - it kind of coaxes you in and then gets a little creepy!
Awesome background story too!
recd xx
Thank you, Yanti! You are alwasy so kind and sweet! *hugs*
Thanks Walkingstick!
Aww shucks! Thank you!
:oops: Thanks for catching that! And Ty ty!
Hi Rose. Thanks so much, I enjoyed your comment immensely.
Ty!
Hey Yote!
Thanks babe! It does get creepy, lol! *hugs*
Hey! Thanks!
Thanks!
Rose