Alright, this post might get a little long, as I want to catch up to the current events in my game, you know?
My screenshot habit gets a little out of hand sometimes.
Sorry.
So, Kvik's eyes have been glitching up. And every time I tried to fix them, they'd revert. Anyway, if you spot her eyes being weird, that's why.
And, the washing machine broke!
And instead of fixing it himself this time, Einarr was getting stupidly thirsty and decided to invite a repairman over here instead. The deal was easy; in exchange for a sum of money with an extra tip, he ordered a simple repair, as well as a bit of blood. Bloodthirst is still a thing, after all. They're vampires.
REPAIRMAN: Whooaa, sweet. I always wanted this. EINARR: You may keep that if I get a little bit of your blood. You know, as we arranged. REPAIRMAN: Haha, no way. It's mine now.
And then he ran out, as fast as his little mortal human feet would carry him. Obviously that wasn't enough. A vampire always catches up.
EINARR:SIGHS. I told you. I hate doing this. I just need a little bit of your blood! It was quite literally a part of the deal, remember? Why couldn't you just trust me.
Meanwhile.... MORTEN: Oh my god. Why.
MORT: Now what!! MORT: Turning it on and off again doesn't even work... MORT: Didn't we just have a repairman here too? Lord. MORT: Where did that guy go?
MORT: ... MORT: Oh man. I just remembered the strange fantasy tree I saw the other day. Maybe I can actually go there now.
It's autumn, and yet the leaves are still firmly in place, green as ever. It's not even a pine tree, which WOULD be evergreen. Nope, this one has leaves, is covered in strange mushrooms, and it.. glows. Should've mentioned that. It very much is a tree that grows, which requires some further investigation.
MORTEN: This seems rather.. fairy-like. I wonder if it could...
Giggles from the tree could be heard. Suddenly, an entrance-shaped hole in the tree opened.
MORTEN: Oh?
Man, this place is beautiful.
MORT: Here, froggy froggy...
MORT: Wow. This fish looks like a potato. I love them.
Being a vampire in the digital age sure is nice!
MORT: Gosh, with all the frogs and fish around here, and no harmful sun, I could probably stay here forever! MORT: ...Though I guess it would get a little lonely...
Strangely, he hears someone sit down nearby.
He does a double-take. Is that really...
MORT: Mom??? What are you doing here? MOM: ...Hello. MORT: Hello? MOM: ...
Honestly, this place is starting to give him the creeps.
MORT: Are you sure you're not an illusion? MORT: ...Please talk to me. MOM: Yes. MORT: That's it? Uh... guess I'll be more specific. MORT: How did you.. get here?
The constant giggling of the surroundings is starting to get a little more ominous now, despite somehow sounding exactly the same as ever.
MOM: The Sylvan Tree sent me here. MORT: That's- that's what it's called? Huh. How would you know its name? MOM: *giggles*
She sounded exactly like the fairies...
MORT: Are you.. are you sure you're not just an illusion conjured up by fairies? MOM: This place is beautiful. I think you would love it here. You should stay. MORT: Uh...
MORT: WOW, I SURE AM HAPPY TO BE BACK HOME!!! MORT: So, you said we're moving, huh. EINARR: That is the plan, yes. MORT: It's actually happening? It has been a few years since the idea was proposed... EINARR: Indeed it is. We were just low on funds at the time, but Rune has been earning a lot of money in royalties for his music lately. EINARR: Anyway, we're finally going to be near the coast! I've found a very nice, large house to accommodate all five of us. MORT: Ooh. So you're doing portraits to hang up in our new home, then? EINARR: Yes. MORT: I haven't seen you paint much before! When did you-- EINARR: Morten. Child. I'm a thousand years old. When do you think. MORT: Oh, right.
Floral arrangements!
And Kvikindi went visiting a certain classmate. The one who's the grandchild of one of Rune's cousins. That classmate.
LUKAS: So you're uh, half vampire or something? I mean, I definitely see your alien part. It's really cool. KVIK: Yep!! And all my dads are like, wow watch out, you're gonna be struggling with this vampire plum too sometime.
LUKAS: Hey, that is a bad word. Try being more quiet. KVIK: Really? Bat says it all the time. LUKAS: Well, my parents would give me house arrest if they even HEARD me say that!! KVIK: Oh, huh.
RAKEL: Where is our visitor? EMMA: Oh, she's been playing with Lukas. RAKEL: I wanna play too...
And so they did.
RAKEL: Do you spot anything cool yet? KVIK: I see an orange floating crystal above me. RAKEL: W...what? KVIK: That cloud looks like a spider. RAKEL: Wow, yeah. KVIK: BAT CLOUD!! RAKEL: Where? KVIK: Right.. there ah dangit it's gone already. RAKEL: Aw, no!!!
Anyway, they finally moved.
If this was a regular post, I'd probably cut it off here, but nah, there's still a little more.
Obviously they brought and replanted the plasma trees.
They made not just one, but two snowmen that night. How productive.
Must be easy when you literally can't get cold.
EINARR: Ugh, these windows.
EINARR: We really need curtains.
People who want the ability to change the ceiling, raise your hands. Seriously, why is it not a thing yet??
On a random evening neighborhood exploration...
LIV: Wow, hey, did you just fly here as a bat??? Dude, are you vampire? MORT: Well, yes-- LIV: THAT IS SO COOL. I KNEW IT. I KNEW THEY WERE REAL. MORT: I guess-- LIV: Bite me. MORT: what
LIV: You heard me, buddy. *slaps neck*, Come get your juice. MORT: You're.... kinda weirding me out, person.
LIV: I'm sorry? MORT: M.. maybe later. I'm not actually thirsty right now. LIV: You can have my phone number if you want? MORT: Y-yeah, sure. LIV: Whenever you need any blood, I'll be right there for you, buddy.
And then it was Winterfest, once again. Oh no.
FATHER WINTER: Ho, ho, ho.. Gosh, nobody's around.
BAT: Hey. FATHER WINTER: Have you been naughty this year? BAT: ...not at all. FATHER WINTER: My lists very much say otherwi---
BAT: Thank you very much for the gift.
RUNE: Oh, dear.. Is that really Father Winter? RUNE: Bat, I swear to plum.
MORT: Oh.. oh, dear.
MORT: I'm so sorry about that. Bat is an absolute gremlin sometimes.
MORT: I mean, seriously, the audacity of that child!!! FATHER WINTER: O-oh, it's fine, dear-
MORT: HOW COULD 🐸🐸🐸🐸! WHAT IF HE KILLED YOU! IT WOULD MEAN NO MORE PRESENTS TO ANYONE!!! FATHER WINTER: N-no, it's fine, really. MORT: HOW. FATHER WINTER: I'm not the only Father Winter, dear. We're merely the assistants of Santa Claus, MORT: BUT STILL!! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU DEAD...
MORT: I don't wanna.. see anyone dead. FATHER WINTER: I appreciate your concern, dear. Do you want a present?
MORT: Do I???
MORT: Gosh, I hope it's not dog droppings like last year. FATHER WINTER: Why, who could ever give you that? MORT: Last year's Father Winter. FATHER WINTER: Ah, I believe it must have been a mistake. You're much too good. MORT: Yeah, it was apparently meant for Bat. FATHER WINTER: I see. That's the kid who just drank from me, right? MORT: Yep. FATHER WINTER: Figures. Well, he's not getting anything from me this year. MORT: Pretty sure he already did.
EINARR: Why, hello there. FATHER WINTER: ...are all of you vampires? EINARR: Yeah, sorry about that.
EINARR: We're definitely going to stick around for a while, hah! MORTEN: Jeez, don't remind me...
EINARR: Anyway, how are you? Has this Winterfest been treating you well at all? FATHER WINTER: Well, first of all, MORT: Bat drank from him.
EINARR: *pretends to act shocked* MORTEN: Nobody's buying it, dude. FATHER WINTER: ...did the lights just turn off?
EINARR: Hey, what's it like to have day vision? FATHER WINTER: ..you're not noticing it? MORT: Only a teeny tiny change, honestly. EINARR: I guess they shut off our power. We're a little low on funds since we recently moved. FATHER WINTER: Anyway, uh, I figure Mr. Auðvinsson would like a present as well this year. EINARR: Of course.
EINARR: It's.. tickets. FATHER WINTER: Congratulations, your entire household has won a room at a hotel in Strangerville. I advise you to use them within this winter. EINARR: Strangerville, huh. Peculiar name. FATHER WINTER: Yes, quite. I believe it is time to leave now.
MORT: Aw man, Rune missed him...
Well, speaking of Rune, he brought in all the guests now.
Hug train.
MORT: It's actually the real you... MOM: Gosh, what do you even mean? MORT: You wouldn't believe what I saw the other day. MOM: Son, you're a vampire. I'd believe anything at this point. MORT: It's such a long story though,,,, Bottom line is, the fairies created a clone of you and--- MOM: Oh, my dear child....
And so they all had a nice winterfest.
I might enjoy screenshotting too much.
OKAY YEAH, THIS GOT A LITTLE LONG, PROBABLY. I'm still not caught up. Hoo, dear. For now you can enjoy this.
I've been playing TS4 for less than 2 years and I have over 20,000 screenshots... it's an addiction, I swear
Also TS3 Morgan says hi everyone but he can't stay for long because he's not actually a vampire. but @kirivian I know how much you love the TS4 version (I know you haven't been here for a while but still) so here you go
@afai1261 Holy crap, twenty thousand??
I've only taken about half as many in this game; 11k screenshots, after only getting into TS4 like, two years ago. So about as much time as you. Congratulations, you win
Hi! I had completely forgotten this forum and how I said I want to share my vampires but I'm back! I'm just trying to figure out how to upload photos rn so you can see my all-time favorites
Hey guys! Gonna have to pick up instead of catch up.... sorry.... missed y'all a lot...
@Magdaleena so much in your post... Winterfest is prolly my fave holiday so thanks for sharing it....... why am i not surprised Brat Bat drank from Father Winter?.... after my own heart that one!.....
Sorry you're having trouble with Kvikindl's eyes, I'm hoping it'll get straightened out for you sooner or later, but either way... she looks adorable and it's great to see her interacting with friends her age..... although clearly her dad has had something of a negative impact on her vocabulary..... I think she knows not to use plum language, but she's got that streak of Brat Bat in her that compels her to push the limits Just my opinion, but I doubt she gets away with that language in front of Einarr! just saying....
It's rare to see Einarr go for the jugular! but HEY! a deal's a deal pal.. so get with the program!.... and on to Architecture.... the new house is looking great.... nice update for their growing little family... but that house in the Sylvan Glade.. Wow! nice job.... it's gorgeous... perfect place for those obviously mischievous fairies to be luring innocent folk like Mort.. did the mushroom ring inspire you on that one?...... glad Mort got out safe and sound though.... always love hearing what's up with your guys... so thanks a million for the update (and the updated hair)... and NEVER too many pictures... .
@afai1261 Rock on! guys are looking hot rockin' it out! and Morgan? even in TS3 that one kills me! and like I told Magdaleena.... Never too many pictures... thanks for the Morgan "fix" (i'm such a junkie )
so, i haven't taken any shots since mid April and my current Screenshots folder is at 48,337 Files in 1, 415 folders..... so like i said folks.... NEVER too many shots!! love 'em....... love you guys! keep 'em coming....
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"You ask me if there'll come a time when I grow tired of you...Never, my love..." -The Association (1967)
@afai1261 Rock on! guys are looking hot rockin' it out! and Morgan? even in TS3 that one kills me! and like I told Magdaleena.... Never too many pictures... thanks for the Morgan "fix" (i'm such a junkie )
I've been so preoccupied with creating sims for the gallery that I haven't actually been playing the game properly
And most of them aren't vampires so I can't share most of them here, but my boyfriend gave me permission to make his simself as a vampire and post him here so that may be coming up...
but I need another Morgan fix so I'll grab some nice new poses and clothing and go all out
And then maybe I'll finally move Lukas and Morgana out of her parents' house and start a new branch of the family tree
@kirivian Heyyyy, welcome back
Bat drank from Father Winter because he's an absolute menace, that's why
I'd like to think most of the household are actually quite chill with such language. Einarr actually doesn't mind? He is an ancient viking after all; there's no way this is his native language, so he doesn't really care.
I actually built that Sylvan Glade house myself! I put it on the gallery a while ago
And yeah, the fairy thing was absolutely inspired by the mushroom ring, as well as the background noises, the little floaty sparkle effects, the pink... Basically everything about it, really. Sylvan Glade is absolutely a fairy place that gives me fairy vibes. Honestly it's kinda baffling how TS4 doesn't have actual fairy sims yet.
Thank you so much!!
@Laura_Jones Thank you!!
I should do a house tour sometime... it's a pretty nice house.
So, I've got more!
First of all, Kvikindi grew up.
Not sure what happened here. She grew up with short pink hair, so I messed with that aspect a little. The whites in her eyes went fully alien black, while she kept the pink slit pupils (that the game kept removing for some reason. let's just pretend they stayed pink the whole time). A few alien skin spots may have appeared as well.
As it turns out, alien and vampire puberty are happening simultaneously.
And the cake, as beautiful as it is, remains untouched. Nobody is around to eat it anymore.
It's still winter, so they figured they might as well all take their free trip to Strangerville on the other side of the planet. Sure, why not. They thought they were about to stay at a hotel, according to Father Winter, but...
It's just a plummy old motel. (built by legasimmer; it's on the gallery)
RUNE: HE LIED TO US!!! BAT: Duh, it's Father Winter. What, did you expect an entire hotel complete with swimming pools and that kinda nonsense? Come on. BAT: Working for Santa Claus obviously means you cannot get put on the naughty list, so he gets away with this plum! MORTEN: Well hey, we can still stay here. We've come this far. Maybe take a look around.. see how this small town lives up to its name? Like, I do see a couple of glowy plants here and... oh, what's that over there?
MORTEN: Holy heck, I can't believe this is still open at these hours! ERWIN: Yup! Staying open until like 3 AM means I have a great excuse to watch all the potential weird activity going on here at night.. wait a minute... ERWIN: Are you guys vampires? ERWIN: Is that an alien with you??? ERWIN: YOU'RE ALL REAL?????
ERWIN: THAT IS PERFECT. I decided a while ago that any supernatural folks would get a huge discount here, but I never saw any of you until now! ERWIN: Please, have a look around, I'm sure there's something ya'll might enjoy. EINARR: Why, thank you.
Mort grabbed some posters, a lava lamp, and a toy, Einarr got a few books, neither Bat nor Kvikindi were particularly interested at the moment, while Rune...
RUNE: Dude, I think this might be an American plasma fruit. Look how it's pulsating. It's red like blood... MORTEN: Ooh, let me try.
MORTEN: Oof.
RUNE: Yikes... I don't think I like that side effect.
EINARR: What just happened here, Rune?? RUNE: O-oh, uh,, they just ate a strange fruit. It looked like blood! EINARR: Blood??? You thought that was a foreign plasma fruit??? RUNE: Y- yeah. I- EINARR: Child, no, foreign plasma fruits are much closer to a crimson shade of red. Not.. veiny and circular like this bizarre alien fruit!! RUNE: I'M SORRY, I DIDN'T KNOW!! EINARR: Okay, FINE! But if they're stuck this way from now on, that's entirely on you. RUNE: B-but!! They just grabbed it! I-- EINARR: You're the one who offered it, you infant. RUNE: Okay, true... I didn't know it would--
MORTEN: ฿Ɇ₵Ø₥Ɇ Ø₦Ɇ ₩ł₮Ⱨ ₮ⱧɆ ₥Ø₮ⱧɆⱤ. RUNE: yAUGH,
EINARR: ...Hey, Erwin, do you happen to know if there's any way to cure this condition? ERWIN: I dunno dude, you might wanna have to ask around. I've seen a lot of weirdos in military uniforms and labcoats in the daytime.. which might be a little inconvenient to you nocturnal people. Look in the library, maybe? ERWIN: Also, how did you know my name? Do vampires read minds? EINARR: Well, yes, some of us can, but you just so happened to wear a rather convenient name tag. ERWIN: Oh. Right. ERWIN: Well. Uh, wow, would you look at the time. I should really close up shop. Good night, folks.
EINARR: Such strange plants.. is that where the noises are coming from? EINARR: Hm. I see Erwin is heading this direction. We need to talk.
EINARR: One more thing, Erwin-human. ERWIN: Wha-
EINARR: Tell me, why were you selling those weird fruits in the first place when you didn't even know the effects? ERWIN: I.. I dunno?? EINARR: That is so incredibly irresponsible of you, child!!! ERWIN: I-- I just found a couple of them scattered around. I just thought, since they were so peculiar, they would fit the theme of my Curio Shop very nicely- EINARR: And you needed money? Is that it? Is money on your mind??? Those weirdo fruits made my grand-offspring act all possessed!! And your excuse is money? ERWIN: I'm, I'm just trying to make a living! Is that wrong??
EINARR: A living, huh??? Better be careful, or else I might just make you have to unlive instead! ERWIN: Wh-- Okay, I'm going! Please don't eat me, mr. vampire man. I really didn't mean to get on your bad side... EINARR: Alright, mortal. You do seem like a good person, so I'll let you go, but please use better judgement and get rid of those fruits until next time. ERWIN: Y-yeah, alright. I'm really sorry for this inconvenience.
Looks like someone is back to normal.
MORTEN: ...what just happened? MORTEN: Where am I? Where is everyone? MORTEN: Last thing I remember was.. Rune gave me a blood fruit? MORTEN: ...that wasn't really blood at all, was it. MORTEN: Hm.. come think of it, I... actually don't feel blood hungry right now at all. Weird.
MORTEN: Huh. Another one of those glowy thingamabobs.
MORTEN: Might as well snap a picture of it for the memories. I've never seen any of these at home... MORTEN: I'd better head back to that motel.
----
... EINARR: Are you aware of what happened to you last night? MORT: ...not really. All I know is I woke up in a desert. EINARR: Well, I am fairly sure you got possessed by that fruit you ate. MORT: O-oh. Possessed?? EINARR: Yup. MORT: But it's all okay now, right? The possession is over...right? EINARR: It has been less than a full day since it happened. For all we know, this might just happen every night. MORT: EINARR: And actually... I think I do hear some odd whispers here and there when I look into your mind now... Those really do not seem like your own thoughts. MORT: Wh-- what... ₵Ø₥Ɇ ₮Ø ₥Ɇ, ₵ⱧłⱠĐ MORT: Oh my god. I hear them too now.... EINARR: Honestly, you should go ask Rune, he got you into this mess in the first place. It wouldn't seem right to leave before we've found a cure for this condition of yours. ₮ⱧɆⱤɆ ł₴ ₦Ø ₦ɆɆĐ ₣ØⱤ ₳ ₵ɄⱤɆ MORT: SHUT UP, YES THERE IS. GET OUT OF ME. ₦Ø EINARR: So, it has started talking to you now. I'm really sorry I brought that to your attention. MORT:Ugh.
Meanwhile, it's actually overcast outdoors. How handy.
RUNE: Hello? Anyone in there..?
Something is obviously very off about this place.
LESLIE: ₩₳₮ɆⱤ ł₴ ⱠØVɆ. RUNE: WELP, I'm off to the library, bye!!!
RUNE: Hrm.. this is useless. I should really ask around.
SCIENTIST 1: Yeah, we just recently had to evacuate the secret lab in the crater! SCIENTIST 2: You know that's supposed to be a secret, right. SCIENTIST 1: Who cares! It's not really safe to go there anyway anymore. Best to stay away, am I right? RUNE: Any idea what this has to do with the weird plant pod things around town? SCIENTIST 2: That is classified information. Sorry. RUNE: Dangit.
MORT: Well, hello Rune, I think might need a cure for whatever the hell just happened to me last night. RUNE: I'm... working on it. MORT: I heard something about a secret lab? SCIENTIST 1: Yeah!! We left in such a hurry! I think there's something really nasty going on there now. MORT: Wow, okay. ₵Ø₥Ɇ ₮Ø ₥Ɇ, ₵ⱧłⱠĐ. ł ⱤɆ₴łĐɆ ł₦ ₮ⱧɆ ₵Ɽ₳₮ɆⱤ. MORT: ...
RUNE: Man, I don't know... is it really that urgent? MORT: I dunno, I just think it would be great to get rid of the strange plant whispers in my head. They're starting to bother me. A lot. RUNE: ....
RUNE: Do we even know where that crater is? ⱧɆ₳Đ ₦ØⱤ₮Ⱨ. MORT: Augh, it's that freaky voice again... RUNE: Wait, voice?? MORT: Einarr pointed it out to me this morning and now it won't shut up. RUNE: Is it from that whole possession thing? Did it tell you anything?
MORT: It wants us to head north??? RUNE: Is that where the crater is?
ɎɆ₴ MORT: Y-yes.
RUNE: Well. Alright. RUNE: I got you into this mess, I'm gonna get you out of it. Go find the others. I think we should try going there. Maybe there's a cure. MORT: But the warnings??? RUNE: Screw those warnings, we can probably handle it anyway! What's the worst that can happen? Death? We can't die. We're vampires, remember? MORT: I literally got possessed by a fruit last night. We're not that immune to otherworldly nonsense. RUNE: Well, you still want to get rid of those whispers, right? We've got to find you a cure. ₦Ø!!! MORT: Yeah.... RUNE: Let's find the others, alright? MORT: Alright.
They let the others know, and headed for the lab... BAT: Wait, why am I here again? She was right, this place is super boring.
BAT: Bye, losers.
RUNE: Hm!!
MORT: Huh. Something about a meteor impact? No wonder we're in a crater. ⱧɆⱠⱠØ, ₵ⱧłⱠĐ. ł ₴ɆɆ ɎØɄ'VɆ ₵Ø₥Ɇ ₮Ø ₥Ɇ. MORT: Argh, shut up!
Back at home, Kvikindi decided to help out a little too. There are so many of these plants...
Einarr went home too, and managed to break into a certain locked room at the motel. Vampiric entrance and all that, you know.
RUNE: ...we gotta figure out what's behind this door.
This first part isn't super spoilery, but the next few of my posts may have a few strangerville spoilers. If this doesn't suit the thread (even if it's about vampires dealing with the storyline), I may post them on tumblr and link it instead.
@magdaleena oooh this is so cool, I still haven't played strangerville but the more I see of it the more I wanna get it! also I think you should post the rest here!!
I was going through some of my old posts on this thread and remembered how cute Morgan's son Cormac was, so I gave him a little makeover and this is what came out
@Magdaleena MORT NO
also I say you should post the rest of the gang's StrangerVille misadventures here
@Laura_Jones you should totally get StrangerVille! I really only got it for the CAS items (and also because of the hype from how it was announced), but I'm enjoying playing the story as well. It's such an awesome pack
@afai1261 yeah the cas and BB mode items seem really awesome but I do like the aesthetic of the neighborhood too... I havent "played" the game in so long, it might be nice to have like a focus..type..thing? sorry I'm really tired. lol anyway I'll prolly buy it!
@Laura_Jones oh yeah, the world aesthetic as well really hooked me in. StrangerVille was a pack that I really couldn't wait for a sale for (in fact, I bought it like only a week or two after it came out, which is the shortest period between a pack's release and my ownership of it).
Yep, definitely one of my favourite packs, aside from Vampires and Parenthood of course
I agree with you on that playing with a focus type thing. Often, I get bored with my sims and need to think of ways to make the game a bit more interesting, and playing with a story like StrangerVille's is one of those ways. I haven't properly played the game in so long either (although I've been buying the packs I'm missing) since I'm only going in live mode to do photoshoots now (which is very depressing)
@afai1261 No, I literally only go into live mode for my story these days (well... not so much these days--gotta fix that) or to take pictures of my builds... >_<;;
@Laura_Jones exactly! It's a dilemma isn't it? If I was still writing stories, then that would be the only reason I would go into live mode too. Even then, halfway through simple photoshoots my game likes to crash -_- and when I wasn't playing for a photoshoot a few days ago, I got bored after 20 minutes... when you take a break but the break does nothing for your motivation to play the game
but yay for a mini Morgan and Elle update I guess?
Whelp, guess I've gotta do it now
anyway, uni is keeping me busy, but even when I do have time to play I can't play for more than 30 minutes at a time
I've played some more, so I might as well do it now.
It's another calm day in Strangerville! Again, it's rather cloudy, which is pretty convenient.
While everyone else is asleep, Einarr can't. He's unable to sleep in anything that isn't a coffin, and there sure aren't any coffins at this motel. Of course not. Unless there happen to be any buried deep in the ground, but obviously that's not a good option.
Instead, he decided to take a trip to the local bar. Maybe figure out something more while he's there. He did find some rather suspicious documents in the locked room last night - everything is pointing back to the secret lab. Which is odd; there didn't seem to be much of interest while he actually was there. A few documents scattered about, sure, but nothing with instructions on how to cure Morten's condition.
However, when the others got home, Rune did tell him about the large door there, that he wasn't able to open. Not even with vampire powers. The technology seemed to be a little too advanced for vampires to manipulate on their own. A key card would be needed.
RANDOM DUDE: Hey, vampire.
RANDOM DUDE: I mean, you're a vampire, right? EINARR: ...Ah, no, not at all. It's daytime. No real vampires are out during daytime, right? EINARR: This.. this is just a costume. Carry on. RANDOM: Bruh, Halloween was months ago. EINARR: Well, this place is called Strangerville, isn't it? So, allow people to be a little strange once in a while. Honestly, just allow people to be strange in general, while you're at it. RANDO: Alright, buddy. If that's the case, you sure put a lot of effort and dedication into it. Looks pretty real! EINARR: ...Yeah.
Obviously I'm not gonna tell him that yes, of course I am real, it's just that it's daytime and I am unable to shift to a more human appearance just to hide myself properly. And this place is strange anyway. Might as well just come here as myself and pretend it's a costume, right?
I have a case to solve.
EINARR: Anyway, hey, do you know anything about the crater up north? RANDO: The what? EINARR: Ah, nevermind.
Hm. He genuinely knows nothing... This is going nowhere.
Back at the motel, the others have woken up, and went straight towards working towards unlocking the ominous lab door as well.
Rune bought some microchips for him and Bat to plant on unsuspecting strangers. Those were sold at the Curio shop as well... Erwin recommended them.
MORTEN: So... what exactly are you doing now? RUNE: Listening. MORT: Obviously, but...? Wanna be a little more specific? RUNE: Well... We might have planted a few microchips on some people. Might as well hear whether they got anything interesting to say, right? MORT: Huh. Okay. RUNE: Yeah, I know, it may seem a little intrusive upon privacy, but look. We're doing this for a good cause: You. RUNE: We're not leaving until we find you a cure. Mark my words. RUNE: And sometimes, when humans don't want to talk to us about these subjects, we might as well get information out of them some other way, right? MORT: Riiight... RUNE: Not all of us can read minds, you know. I know I can't. Bat definitely can't. Einarr can. I don't know about you, though. MORT: I can feel.. other people's emotions?? I dunno if that counts. RUNE: Maybe not for this purpose, but yeah, that sort of counts.
BAT: You finding anything interesting yet?? RUNE: Nope. BAT: What the hell, that's so disappointing. RUNE: I know..
A door slams open.
EINARR: Children, what's going on here? BAT: Bye. RUNE: Oh, just some plain old eavesdropping! Nothing really too interesting yet. EINARR: That doesn't look plain to me... you're using technology to eavesdrop? MORT: Where have you been!! EINARR: Asking people at the bar about the situation. KVIKINDI: Did you.. find anything out? EINARR: Nope. Everyone was either clueless, or they were from the military. And the military people must've had some weird thought wave blocking stuff in their hats. As if they knew someone would try to read their minds... KVIK: KVIK: Maybe that fact on its own is a clue. EINARR: Well, yeah, they definitely got something to hide... MORT: Oh! Oh, they might be trying to block signals from Mother! ł₮ ł₴ ₮ł₥Ɇ. MORT: Oh.... oh ₦Ø--
KVIK: Okay yep, that sure is something that happens every night I guess. RUNE: MORTEN NO,, EINARR: ...I shall keep an eye on him. RUNE: Please do...
MORT: ₮ⱧɆ ฿₳฿łɆ₴ ₳ⱤɆ ₲ⱤØ₩ł₦₲ ₴₮ⱤØ₦₲.
BAT: Geez, everyone's finally gone. BAT: My turn to eavesdrop.
BAT: ...Ted Roswell??? BAT: Wow, this dude STINKS. BAT: Wait.. did he say basement plans or basement plants?
BAT: Maybe we can finally open that stupid door sometime.
EINARR: Hello, hello there, Morten, I'm sure you know me, right? MORT: ₩ⱧØ ₳ⱤɆ ɎØɄ. EINARR: Ah... so it's that bad. Don't you worry, child. I know you're in there.
EINARR: Why don't we take a photograph together? It may be interesting to show him once he's back. MORT: ł ₩łⱠⱠ ĐØ ₳₦Ɏ₮Ⱨł₦₲ ₣ØⱤ ₥Ø₮ⱧɆⱤ.
And sure enough, later that night...
EINARR: You're back to normal!! Thank goodness. MORT: ...I got possessed again, didn't I. EINARR: My child... yes. Yes you did.
EINARR: I'm just happy you're back.
MORT: ...Is that my phone? EINARR: Oh, yeah. Yes it is. Kinda borrowed it from you during your possession. Sorry about that. EINARR: I need to show you something.
MORT: ...yikes. That's terrifying??? EINARR: See, this is why we need to find you a cure! MORT: UM, YES.
EINARR: Anyway, we've got to get back to that motel before sunrise. Come with me, son. MORT: Aye, aye, viking father...
MORT: Kvikki, do you mind?
KVIK: Welp, guess I should go to sleep too. Man, this vampire thing is weird to get used to.
I'm actually very sleepy as well, so I think I'm gonna wrap it up here for now!
@afai1261 Your sons Callum and Isaiah in action
I made Callum a self-employed singer/songwriter and guitarist while Isaiah has taken up acting. Both are "fresh," no skills are cheated and are being honestly earned. They are both also fledgling-rank vampires (may cheat this up a rank, or not.)
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My screenshot habit gets a little out of hand sometimes.
Sorry.
So, Kvik's eyes have been glitching up. And every time I tried to fix them, they'd revert. Anyway, if you spot her eyes being weird, that's why.
And, the washing machine broke!
And instead of fixing it himself this time, Einarr was getting stupidly thirsty and decided to invite a repairman over here instead. The deal was easy; in exchange for a sum of money with an extra tip, he ordered a simple repair, as well as a bit of blood. Bloodthirst is still a thing, after all. They're vampires.
REPAIRMAN: Whooaa, sweet. I always wanted this.
EINARR: You may keep that if I get a little bit of your blood. You know, as we arranged.
REPAIRMAN: Haha, no way. It's mine now.
And then he ran out, as fast as his little mortal human feet would carry him. Obviously that wasn't enough. A vampire always catches up.
EINARR: SIGHS. I told you. I hate doing this. I just need a little bit of your blood! It was quite literally a part of the deal, remember? Why couldn't you just trust me.
Meanwhile....
MORTEN: Oh my god. Why.
MORT: Now what!!
MORT: Turning it on and off again doesn't even work...
MORT: Didn't we just have a repairman here too? Lord.
MORT: Where did that guy go?
MORT: ...
MORT: Oh man. I just remembered the strange fantasy tree I saw the other day. Maybe I can actually go there now.
It's autumn, and yet the leaves are still firmly in place, green as ever. It's not even a pine tree, which WOULD be evergreen. Nope, this one has leaves, is covered in strange mushrooms, and it.. glows. Should've mentioned that. It very much is a tree that grows, which requires some further investigation.
MORTEN: This seems rather.. fairy-like. I wonder if it could...
Giggles from the tree could be heard. Suddenly, an entrance-shaped hole in the tree opened.
MORTEN: Oh?
Man, this place is beautiful.
MORT: Here, froggy froggy...
MORT: Wow. This fish looks like a potato. I love them.
Being a vampire in the digital age sure is nice!
MORT: Gosh, with all the frogs and fish around here, and no harmful sun, I could probably stay here forever!
MORT: ...Though I guess it would get a little lonely...
Strangely, he hears someone sit down nearby.
He does a double-take. Is that really...
MORT: Mom??? What are you doing here?
MOM: ...Hello.
MORT: Hello?
MOM: ...
Honestly, this place is starting to give him the creeps.
MORT: Are you sure you're not an illusion?
MORT: ...Please talk to me.
MOM: Yes.
MORT: That's it? Uh... guess I'll be more specific.
MORT: How did you.. get here?
The constant giggling of the surroundings is starting to get a little more ominous now, despite somehow sounding exactly the same as ever.
MOM: The Sylvan Tree sent me here.
MORT: That's- that's what it's called? Huh. How would you know its name?
MOM: *giggles*
She sounded exactly like the fairies...
MORT: Are you.. are you sure you're not just an illusion conjured up by fairies?
MOM: This place is beautiful. I think you would love it here. You should stay.
MORT: Uh...
Her eyes go pitch black.
MOM?: 𝓦𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓼 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮. 𝓟𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮, 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓾𝓼.
MORT:
...
MORT: WOW, I SURE AM HAPPY TO BE BACK HOME!!!
MORT: So, you said we're moving, huh.
EINARR: That is the plan, yes.
MORT: It's actually happening? It has been a few years since the idea was proposed...
EINARR: Indeed it is. We were just low on funds at the time, but Rune has been earning a lot of money in royalties for his music lately.
EINARR: Anyway, we're finally going to be near the coast! I've found a very nice, large house to accommodate all five of us.
MORT: Ooh. So you're doing portraits to hang up in our new home, then?
EINARR: Yes.
MORT: I haven't seen you paint much before! When did you--
EINARR: Morten. Child. I'm a thousand years old. When do you think.
MORT: Oh, right.
Floral arrangements!
And Kvikindi went visiting a certain classmate. The one who's the grandchild of one of Rune's cousins. That classmate.
LUKAS: So you're uh, half vampire or something? I mean, I definitely see your alien part. It's really cool.
KVIK: Yep!! And all my dads are like, wow watch out, you're gonna be struggling with this vampire plum too sometime.
LUKAS: Hey, that is a bad word. Try being more quiet.
KVIK: Really? Bat says it all the time.
LUKAS: Well, my parents would give me house arrest if they even HEARD me say that!!
KVIK: Oh, huh.
RAKEL: Where is our visitor?
EMMA: Oh, she's been playing with Lukas.
RAKEL: I wanna play too...
And so they did.
RAKEL: Do you spot anything cool yet?
KVIK: I see an orange floating crystal above me.
RAKEL: W...what?
KVIK: That cloud looks like a spider.
RAKEL: Wow, yeah.
KVIK: BAT CLOUD!!
RAKEL: Where?
KVIK: Right.. there ah dangit it's gone already.
RAKEL: Aw, no!!!
Anyway, they finally moved.
If this was a regular post, I'd probably cut it off here, but nah, there's still a little more.
Obviously they brought and replanted the plasma trees.
And this is the point where I updated Mort's hair again. It's available for download now.
They made not just one, but two snowmen that night. How productive.
Must be easy when you literally can't get cold.
EINARR: Ugh, these windows.
EINARR: We really need curtains.
People who want the ability to change the ceiling, raise your hands. Seriously, why is it not a thing yet??
On a random evening neighborhood exploration...
LIV: Wow, hey, did you just fly here as a bat??? Dude, are you vampire?
MORT: Well, yes--
LIV: THAT IS SO COOL. I KNEW IT. I KNEW THEY WERE REAL.
MORT: I guess--
LIV: Bite me.
MORT: what
LIV: You heard me, buddy. *slaps neck*, Come get your juice.
MORT: You're.... kinda weirding me out, person.
LIV: I'm sorry?
MORT: M.. maybe later. I'm not actually thirsty right now.
LIV: You can have my phone number if you want?
MORT: Y-yeah, sure.
LIV: Whenever you need any blood, I'll be right there for you, buddy.
And then it was Winterfest, once again.
Oh no.
FATHER WINTER: Ho, ho, ho.. Gosh, nobody's around.
BAT: Hey.
FATHER WINTER: Have you been naughty this year?
BAT: ...not at all.
FATHER WINTER: My lists very much say otherwi---
BAT: Thank you very much for the gift.
RUNE: Oh, dear.. Is that really Father Winter?
RUNE: Bat, I swear to plum.
MORT: Oh.. oh, dear.
MORT: I'm so sorry about that. Bat is an absolute gremlin sometimes.
MORT: I mean, seriously, the audacity of that child!!!
FATHER WINTER: O-oh, it's fine, dear-
MORT: HOW COULD 🐸🐸🐸🐸! WHAT IF HE KILLED YOU! IT WOULD MEAN NO MORE PRESENTS TO ANYONE!!!
FATHER WINTER: N-no, it's fine, really.
MORT: HOW.
FATHER WINTER: I'm not the only Father Winter, dear. We're merely the assistants of Santa Claus,
MORT: BUT STILL!! I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU DEAD...
MORT: I don't wanna.. see anyone dead.
FATHER WINTER: I appreciate your concern, dear. Do you want a present?
MORT: Do I???
MORT: Gosh, I hope it's not dog droppings like last year.
FATHER WINTER: Why, who could ever give you that?
MORT: Last year's Father Winter.
FATHER WINTER: Ah, I believe it must have been a mistake. You're much too good.
MORT: Yeah, it was apparently meant for Bat.
FATHER WINTER: I see. That's the kid who just drank from me, right?
MORT: Yep.
FATHER WINTER: Figures. Well, he's not getting anything from me this year.
MORT: Pretty sure he already did.
EINARR: Why, hello there.
FATHER WINTER: ...are all of you vampires?
EINARR: Yeah, sorry about that.
EINARR: We're definitely going to stick around for a while, hah!
MORTEN: Jeez, don't remind me...
EINARR: Anyway, how are you? Has this Winterfest been treating you well at all?
FATHER WINTER: Well, first of all,
MORT: Bat drank from him.
EINARR: *pretends to act shocked*
MORTEN: Nobody's buying it, dude.
FATHER WINTER: ...did the lights just turn off?
EINARR: Hey, what's it like to have day vision?
FATHER WINTER: ..you're not noticing it?
MORT: Only a teeny tiny change, honestly.
EINARR: I guess they shut off our power. We're a little low on funds since we recently moved.
FATHER WINTER: Anyway, uh, I figure Mr. Auðvinsson would like a present as well this year.
EINARR: Of course.
EINARR: It's.. tickets.
FATHER WINTER: Congratulations, your entire household has won a room at a hotel in Strangerville. I advise you to use them within this winter.
EINARR: Strangerville, huh. Peculiar name.
FATHER WINTER: Yes, quite. I believe it is time to leave now.
MORT: Aw man, Rune missed him...
Well, speaking of Rune, he brought in all the guests now.
Hug train.
MORT: It's actually the real you...
MOM: Gosh, what do you even mean?
MORT: You wouldn't believe what I saw the other day.
MOM: Son, you're a vampire. I'd believe anything at this point.
MORT: It's such a long story though,,,, Bottom line is, the fairies created a clone of you and---
MOM: Oh, my dear child....
And so they all had a nice winterfest.
I might enjoy screenshotting too much.
OKAY YEAH, THIS GOT A LITTLE LONG, PROBABLY. I'm still not caught up. Hoo, dear. For now you can enjoy this.
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I've been playing TS4 for less than 2 years and I have over 20,000 screenshots... it's an addiction, I swear
Also TS3 Morgan says hi everyone but he can't stay for long because he's not actually a vampire. but @kirivian I know how much you love the TS4 version (I know you haven't been here for a while but still) so here you go
CC for TS3 does wonders
I've only taken about half as many in this game; 11k screenshots, after only getting into TS4 like, two years ago. So about as much time as you. Congratulations, you win
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@Magdaleena so much in your post... Winterfest is prolly my fave holiday so thanks for sharing it....... why am i not surprised Brat Bat drank from Father Winter?....
Sorry you're having trouble with Kvikindl's eyes, I'm hoping it'll get straightened out for you sooner or later, but either way... she looks adorable and it's great to see her interacting with friends her age..... although clearly her dad has had something of a negative impact on her vocabulary..... I think she knows not to use plum language, but she's got that streak of Brat Bat in her that compels her to push the limits
It's rare to see Einarr go for the jugular!
@afai1261 Rock on! guys are looking hot rockin' it out! and Morgan? even in TS3 that one kills me!
so, i haven't taken any shots since mid April and my current Screenshots folder is at 48,337 Files in 1, 415 folders..... so like i said folks.... NEVER too many shots!! love 'em....... love you guys! keep 'em coming....
Well then, pop on over here for some more!
TS3 Morgan post 3
TS3 Morgan post 4
I've been so preoccupied with creating sims for the gallery that I haven't actually been playing the game properly
And most of them aren't vampires so I can't share most of them here, but my boyfriend gave me permission to make his simself as a vampire and post him here
but I need another Morgan fix so I'll grab some nice new poses and clothing and go all out
And then maybe I'll finally move Lukas and Morgana out of her parents' house and start a new branch of the family tree
Bat drank from Father Winter because he's an absolute menace, that's why
I'd like to think most of the household are actually quite chill with such language. Einarr actually doesn't mind? He is an ancient viking after all; there's no way this is his native language, so he doesn't really care.
I actually built that Sylvan Glade house myself! I put it on the gallery a while ago
And yeah, the fairy thing was absolutely inspired by the mushroom ring, as well as the background noises, the little floaty sparkle effects, the pink... Basically everything about it, really. Sylvan Glade is absolutely a fairy place that gives me fairy vibes. Honestly it's kinda baffling how TS4 doesn't have actual fairy sims yet.
Thank you so much!!
@Laura_Jones Thank you!!
I should do a house tour sometime... it's a pretty nice house.
So, I've got more!
First of all, Kvikindi grew up.
Not sure what happened here. She grew up with short pink hair, so I messed with that aspect a little. The whites in her eyes went fully alien black, while she kept the pink slit pupils (that the game kept removing for some reason. let's just pretend they stayed pink the whole time). A few alien skin spots may have appeared as well.
As it turns out, alien and vampire puberty are happening simultaneously.
And the cake, as beautiful as it is, remains untouched. Nobody is around to eat it anymore.
It's still winter, so they figured they might as well all take their free trip to Strangerville on the other side of the planet. Sure, why not. They thought they were about to stay at a hotel, according to Father Winter, but...
It's just a plummy old motel. (built by legasimmer; it's on the gallery)
RUNE: HE LIED TO US!!!
BAT: Duh, it's Father Winter. What, did you expect an entire hotel complete with swimming pools and that kinda nonsense? Come on.
BAT: Working for Santa Claus obviously means you cannot get put on the naughty list, so he gets away with this plum!
MORTEN: Well hey, we can still stay here. We've come this far. Maybe take a look around.. see how this small town lives up to its name? Like, I do see a couple of glowy plants here and... oh, what's that over there?
MORTEN: Holy heck, I can't believe this is still open at these hours!
ERWIN: Yup! Staying open until like 3 AM means I have a great excuse to watch all the potential weird activity going on here at night.. wait a minute...
ERWIN: Are you guys vampires?
ERWIN: Is that an alien with you???
ERWIN: YOU'RE ALL REAL?????
ERWIN: THAT IS PERFECT. I decided a while ago that any supernatural folks would get a huge discount here, but I never saw any of you until now!
ERWIN: Please, have a look around, I'm sure there's something ya'll might enjoy.
EINARR: Why, thank you.
Mort grabbed some posters, a lava lamp, and a toy, Einarr got a few books, neither Bat nor Kvikindi were particularly interested at the moment, while Rune...
RUNE: Dude, I think this might be an American plasma fruit. Look how it's pulsating. It's red like blood...
MORTEN: Ooh, let me try.
MORTEN: Oof.
RUNE: Yikes... I don't think I like that side effect.
MORTEN: Ⱨł.
RUNE: H-hi??
MORTEN: ₮ⱧɆ ₥Ø₮ⱧɆⱤ ₴ɆɆ₴ ₳ⱠⱠ.
RUNE: Oh no...
EINARR: What just happened here, Rune??
RUNE: O-oh, uh,, they just ate a strange fruit. It looked like blood!
EINARR: Blood??? You thought that was a foreign plasma fruit???
RUNE: Y- yeah. I-
EINARR: Child, no, foreign plasma fruits are much closer to a crimson shade of red. Not.. veiny and circular like this bizarre alien fruit!!
RUNE: I'M SORRY, I DIDN'T KNOW!!
EINARR: Okay, FINE! But if they're stuck this way from now on, that's entirely on you.
RUNE: B-but!! They just grabbed it! I--
EINARR: You're the one who offered it, you infant.
RUNE: Okay, true... I didn't know it would--
MORTEN: ฿Ɇ₵Ø₥Ɇ Ø₦Ɇ ₩ł₮Ⱨ ₮ⱧɆ ₥Ø₮ⱧɆⱤ.
RUNE: yAUGH,
EINARR: ...Hey, Erwin, do you happen to know if there's any way to cure this condition?
ERWIN: I dunno dude, you might wanna have to ask around. I've seen a lot of weirdos in military uniforms and labcoats in the daytime.. which might be a little inconvenient to you nocturnal people. Look in the library, maybe?
ERWIN: Also, how did you know my name? Do vampires read minds?
EINARR: Well, yes, some of us can, but you just so happened to wear a rather convenient name tag.
ERWIN: Oh. Right.
ERWIN: Well. Uh, wow, would you look at the time. I should really close up shop. Good night, folks.
MORTEN: ɎɆ₴. ₳₦Ø₮ⱧɆⱤ ฿₳฿Ɏ ₣ØⱤ ₥Ø₮ⱧɆⱤ.
MORTEN: ₲ⱤØ₩ ₴₮ⱤØ₦₲, Ⱡł₮₮ⱠɆ Ø₦Ɇ.
EINARR: Such strange plants.. is that where the noises are coming from?
EINARR: Hm. I see Erwin is heading this direction. We need to talk.
EINARR: One more thing, Erwin-human.
ERWIN: Wha-
EINARR: Tell me, why were you selling those weird fruits in the first place when you didn't even know the effects?
ERWIN: I.. I dunno??
EINARR: That is so incredibly irresponsible of you, child!!!
ERWIN: I-- I just found a couple of them scattered around. I just thought, since they were so peculiar, they would fit the theme of my Curio Shop very nicely-
EINARR: And you needed money? Is that it? Is money on your mind??? Those weirdo fruits made my grand-offspring act all possessed!! And your excuse is money?
ERWIN: I'm, I'm just trying to make a living! Is that wrong??
EINARR: A living, huh??? Better be careful, or else I might just make you have to unlive instead!
ERWIN: Wh-- Okay, I'm going! Please don't eat me, mr. vampire man. I really didn't mean to get on your bad side...
EINARR: Alright, mortal. You do seem like a good person, so I'll let you go, but please use better judgement and get rid of those fruits until next time.
ERWIN: Y-yeah, alright. I'm really sorry for this inconvenience.
Looks like someone is back to normal.
MORTEN: ...what just happened?
MORTEN: Where am I? Where is everyone?
MORTEN: Last thing I remember was.. Rune gave me a blood fruit?
MORTEN: ...that wasn't really blood at all, was it.
MORTEN: Hm.. come think of it, I... actually don't feel blood hungry right now at all. Weird.
MORTEN: Huh. Another one of those glowy thingamabobs.
MORTEN: Might as well snap a picture of it for the memories. I've never seen any of these at home...
MORTEN: I'd better head back to that motel.
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EINARR: Are you aware of what happened to you last night?
MORT: ...not really. All I know is I woke up in a desert.
EINARR: Well, I am fairly sure you got possessed by that fruit you ate.
MORT: O-oh. Possessed??
EINARR: Yup.
MORT: But it's all okay now, right? The possession is over...right?
EINARR: It has been less than a full day since it happened. For all we know, this might just happen every night.
MORT:
EINARR: And actually... I think I do hear some odd whispers here and there when I look into your mind now... Those really do not seem like your own thoughts.
MORT: Wh-- what...
₵Ø₥Ɇ ₮Ø ₥Ɇ, ₵ⱧłⱠĐ
MORT: Oh my god. I hear them too now....
EINARR: Honestly, you should go ask Rune, he got you into this mess in the first place. It wouldn't seem right to leave before we've found a cure for this condition of yours.
₮ⱧɆⱤɆ ł₴ ₦Ø ₦ɆɆĐ ₣ØⱤ ₳ ₵ɄⱤɆ
MORT: SHUT UP, YES THERE IS. GET OUT OF ME.
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EINARR: So, it has started talking to you now. I'm really sorry I brought that to your attention.
MORT: Ugh.
Meanwhile, it's actually overcast outdoors. How handy.
RUNE: Hello? Anyone in there..?
Something is obviously very off about this place.
LESLIE: ₩₳₮ɆⱤ ł₴ ⱠØVɆ.
RUNE: WELP, I'm off to the library, bye!!!
RUNE: Hrm.. this is useless. I should really ask around.
SCIENTIST 1: Yeah, we just recently had to evacuate the secret lab in the crater!
SCIENTIST 2: You know that's supposed to be a secret, right.
SCIENTIST 1: Who cares! It's not really safe to go there anyway anymore. Best to stay away, am I right?
RUNE: Any idea what this has to do with the weird plant pod things around town?
SCIENTIST 2: That is classified information. Sorry.
RUNE: Dangit.
MORT: Well, hello Rune, I think might need a cure for whatever the hell just happened to me last night.
RUNE: I'm... working on it.
MORT: I heard something about a secret lab?
SCIENTIST 1: Yeah!! We left in such a hurry! I think there's something really nasty going on there now.
MORT: Wow, okay.
₵Ø₥Ɇ ₮Ø ₥Ɇ, ₵ⱧłⱠĐ. ł ⱤɆ₴łĐɆ ł₦ ₮ⱧɆ ₵Ɽ₳₮ɆⱤ.
MORT: ...
RUNE: Man, I don't know... is it really that urgent?
MORT: I dunno, I just think it would be great to get rid of the strange plant whispers in my head. They're starting to bother me. A lot.
RUNE: ....
RUNE: Do we even know where that crater is?
ⱧɆ₳Đ ₦ØⱤ₮Ⱨ.
MORT: Augh, it's that freaky voice again...
RUNE: Wait, voice??
MORT: Einarr pointed it out to me this morning and now it won't shut up.
RUNE: Is it from that whole possession thing? Did it tell you anything?
MORT: It wants us to head north???
RUNE: Is that where the crater is?
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MORT: Y-yes.
RUNE: Well. Alright.
RUNE: I got you into this mess, I'm gonna get you out of it. Go find the others. I think we should try going there. Maybe there's a cure.
MORT: But the warnings???
RUNE: Screw those warnings, we can probably handle it anyway! What's the worst that can happen? Death? We can't die. We're vampires, remember?
MORT: I literally got possessed by a fruit last night. We're not that immune to otherworldly nonsense.
RUNE: Well, you still want to get rid of those whispers, right? We've got to find you a cure.
₦Ø!!!
MORT: Yeah....
RUNE: Let's find the others, alright?
MORT: Alright.
They let the others know, and headed for the lab...
BAT: Wait, why am I here again? She was right, this place is super boring.
BAT: Bye, losers.
RUNE: Hm!!
MORT: Huh. Something about a meteor impact? No wonder we're in a crater.
ⱧɆⱠⱠØ, ₵ⱧłⱠĐ. ł ₴ɆɆ ɎØɄ'VɆ ₵Ø₥Ɇ ₮Ø ₥Ɇ.
MORT: Argh, shut up!
Back at home, Kvikindi decided to help out a little too. There are so many of these plants...
Einarr went home too, and managed to break into a certain locked room at the motel. Vampiric entrance and all that, you know.
RUNE: ...we gotta figure out what's behind this door.
This first part isn't super spoilery, but the next few of my posts may have a few strangerville spoilers. If this doesn't suit the thread (even if it's about vampires dealing with the storyline), I may post them on tumblr and link it instead.
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@Laura_Jones you should totally get StrangerVille! I really only got it for the CAS items (and also because of the hype from how it was announced), but I'm enjoying playing the story as well. It's such an awesome pack
Yep, definitely one of my favourite packs, aside from Vampires and Parenthood of course
I agree with you on that playing with a focus type thing. Often, I get bored with my sims and need to think of ways to make the game a bit more interesting, and playing with a story like StrangerVille's is one of those ways. I haven't properly played the game in so long either (although I've been buying the packs I'm missing) since I'm only going in live mode to do photoshoots now (which is very depressing)
but yay for a mini Morgan and Elle update I guess?
Whelp, guess I've gotta do it now
anyway, uni is keeping me busy, but even when I do have time to play I can't play for more than 30 minutes at a time
@afai1261
Sounds like I will post the rest here, then!
I've played some more, so I might as well do it now.
It's another calm day in Strangerville! Again, it's rather cloudy, which is pretty convenient.
While everyone else is asleep, Einarr can't. He's unable to sleep in anything that isn't a coffin, and there sure aren't any coffins at this motel. Of course not. Unless there happen to be any buried deep in the ground, but obviously that's not a good option.
Instead, he decided to take a trip to the local bar. Maybe figure out something more while he's there. He did find some rather suspicious documents in the locked room last night - everything is pointing back to the secret lab. Which is odd; there didn't seem to be much of interest while he actually was there. A few documents scattered about, sure, but nothing with instructions on how to cure Morten's condition.
However, when the others got home, Rune did tell him about the large door there, that he wasn't able to open. Not even with vampire powers. The technology seemed to be a little too advanced for vampires to manipulate on their own. A key card would be needed.
RANDOM DUDE: Hey, vampire.
RANDOM DUDE: I mean, you're a vampire, right?
EINARR: ...Ah, no, not at all. It's daytime. No real vampires are out during daytime, right?
EINARR: This.. this is just a costume. Carry on.
RANDOM: Bruh, Halloween was months ago.
EINARR: Well, this place is called Strangerville, isn't it? So, allow people to be a little strange once in a while. Honestly, just allow people to be strange in general, while you're at it.
RANDO: Alright, buddy. If that's the case, you sure put a lot of effort and dedication into it. Looks pretty real!
EINARR: ...Yeah.
Obviously I'm not gonna tell him that yes, of course I am real, it's just that it's daytime and I am unable to shift to a more human appearance just to hide myself properly. And this place is strange anyway. Might as well just come here as myself and pretend it's a costume, right?
I have a case to solve.
EINARR: Anyway, hey, do you know anything about the crater up north?
RANDO: The what?
EINARR: Ah, nevermind.
Hm. He genuinely knows nothing... This is going nowhere.
Back at the motel, the others have woken up, and went straight towards working towards unlocking the ominous lab door as well.
Rune bought some microchips for him and Bat to plant on unsuspecting strangers. Those were sold at the Curio shop as well... Erwin recommended them.
MORTEN: So... what exactly are you doing now?
RUNE: Listening.
MORT: Obviously, but...? Wanna be a little more specific?
RUNE: Well... We might have planted a few microchips on some people. Might as well hear whether they got anything interesting to say, right?
MORT: Huh. Okay.
RUNE: Yeah, I know, it may seem a little intrusive upon privacy, but look. We're doing this for a good cause: You.
RUNE: We're not leaving until we find you a cure. Mark my words.
RUNE: And sometimes, when humans don't want to talk to us about these subjects, we might as well get information out of them some other way, right?
MORT: Riiight...
RUNE: Not all of us can read minds, you know. I know I can't. Bat definitely can't. Einarr can. I don't know about you, though.
MORT: I can feel.. other people's emotions?? I dunno if that counts.
RUNE: Maybe not for this purpose, but yeah, that sort of counts.
BAT: You finding anything interesting yet??
RUNE: Nope.
BAT: What the hell, that's so disappointing.
RUNE: I know..
A door slams open.
EINARR: Children, what's going on here?
BAT: Bye.
RUNE: Oh, just some plain old eavesdropping! Nothing really too interesting yet.
EINARR: That doesn't look plain to me... you're using technology to eavesdrop?
MORT: Where have you been!!
EINARR: Asking people at the bar about the situation.
KVIKINDI: Did you.. find anything out?
EINARR: Nope. Everyone was either clueless, or they were from the military. And the military people must've had some weird thought wave blocking stuff in their hats. As if they knew someone would try to read their minds...
KVIK:
KVIK: Maybe that fact on its own is a clue.
EINARR: Well, yeah, they definitely got something to hide...
MORT: Oh! Oh, they might be trying to block signals from Mother!
ł₮ ł₴ ₮ł₥Ɇ.
MORT: Oh.... oh ₦Ø--
KVIK: Okay yep, that sure is something that happens every night I guess.
RUNE: MORTEN NO,,
EINARR: ...I shall keep an eye on him.
RUNE: Please do...
MORT: ₮ⱧɆ ฿₳฿łɆ₴ ₳ⱤɆ ₲ⱤØ₩ł₦₲ ₴₮ⱤØ₦₲.
BAT: Geez, everyone's finally gone.
BAT: My turn to eavesdrop.
BAT: ...Ted Roswell???
BAT: Wow, this dude STINKS.
BAT: Wait.. did he say basement plans or basement plants?
BAT: Maybe we can finally open that stupid door sometime.
EINARR: Hello, hello there, Morten, I'm sure you know me, right?
MORT: ₩ⱧØ ₳ⱤɆ ɎØɄ.
EINARR: Ah... so it's that bad. Don't you worry, child. I know you're in there.
EINARR: Why don't we take a photograph together? It may be interesting to show him once he's back.
MORT: ł ₩łⱠⱠ ĐØ ₳₦Ɏ₮Ⱨł₦₲ ₣ØⱤ ₥Ø₮ⱧɆⱤ.
And sure enough, later that night...
EINARR: You're back to normal!! Thank goodness.
MORT: ...I got possessed again, didn't I.
EINARR: My child... yes. Yes you did.
EINARR: I'm just happy you're back.
MORT: ...Is that my phone?
EINARR: Oh, yeah. Yes it is. Kinda borrowed it from you during your possession. Sorry about that.
EINARR: I need to show you something.
MORT: ...yikes. That's terrifying???
EINARR: See, this is why we need to find you a cure!
MORT: UM, YES.
EINARR: Anyway, we've got to get back to that motel before sunrise. Come with me, son.
MORT: Aye, aye, viking father...
MORT: Kvikki, do you mind?
KVIK: Welp, guess I should go to sleep too. Man, this vampire thing is weird to get used to.
I'm actually very sleepy as well, so I think I'm gonna wrap it up here for now!
Up next...
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I made Callum a self-employed singer/songwriter and guitarist while Isaiah has taken up acting. Both are "fresh," no skills are cheated and are being honestly earned. They are both also fledgling-rank vampires (may cheat this up a rank, or not.)
Fresh Start in Newcrest (shots were taken while they were watching a movie)
Dark Forms
Callum Meets Melisandra and Amber-Lily