July - Day 18:"Return good for good; return evil with justice..."
Notes
"I should've known you'd come back to haunt me."
"Nancy? Is that you girl? Oh, so you found your kid. Why are you still here?"
"You made him a werewolf you son-of-a-*BEEP* and he bit me! I'M a werewolf!"
"You're a werewolf? Huh, Nancy boy's a werewolf. HAHA! Perfect! I bet you're a wimpy one."
"Come on, fight me and find out. I'm going to enjoy kicking your sorry butt."
"HAHA Look at you, you're the most pathetic werewolf I've ever seen. Nothing but a measly pup with your whittle freckles. You're going down Nancy."
"NEVER AGAIN!"
Cale may have took Lance by surprise, but the bigger werewolf despite now a ghost, was bigger, stronger and had more experience in werewolf ways. He tossed Cale aside like a well worn rag doll.
"You STILL can't beat me Nancy!"
But Cale had something bigger and stronger on his side, determination and avenging rage against the man who at every corner of his life had tried to destroy all that he loved.
"Pfft, you still fight like a skinny little girl. Come on, fight like a real man Nancy!"
Cale snarled and let out a mighty growl as he tackled Lance, again catching him by surprise.
He sunk his razor sharp fangs and teeth into the ghost of his Step Dad's thigh, chomping down with all his might, thrashing from side to side trying to rip the bigger werewolf apart. Lance just laughed.
"My, what big teeth you have for such a little girl."
Cale grabbed Lance, swung him around and with a mighty guttural growl, shoved him to the ground with both feet.
"GET UP! Get up you *BEEPer*! I'm not done with you yet."
"You murdered my Mother, you hurt my Son and made the lives of everyone around you a living Hell. No More!"
Lance just lay there, silent. Cale had knocked him out with his furious rage. No small feat considering he was a ghost.
"Ah-WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Ow-ow-Ah-WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Cale howled in bittersweet victory.
However, it was all for naught. Lance slowly got up and stood without a mark on him as if the fight had never occurred.
He nonchalantly started to scratch at his transparent fur. Apparently fleas still plagued him, even in death. Keisha began to laugh for some reason.
"See you around Nancy. We'll meet again. I'm not going anywhere and apparently neither are you. I'm going to enjoy continuing to terrorize you and your pathetic family. Hmmm, maybe I'll turn your lovely girlfriend and your other Nancy boy Son while I'm at it. MUWAHAHA You'll never get rid of me!"
"You're wrong."
"You can float away, but you can't hide from me. I know where to find you and end you like I should've done before." "Pfft, empty threats! There's nothing you can do! I'm already dead, and you can't hurt me now. I just proved that Nancy boy."
"That's right, you're dead, which means you can only come out as a ghost at night. Once the sun rises you have to go back to your cold, dark tomb. You don't have a choice."
"And guess what Lance? When you do? I'm sending you to Hell where you belong and destroying your tombstone so you can never come back. It's over Lance, once and for all, it's over for you. Your reign of terror has come to a final end..."
I'll get started on comments/replies soon! Hope y'all are having a great day/night!
Yep, it was! Love the spars and fights between werewolves. It looks so fierce! A very hard decision that Cale will not take lightly, of course.
Poor Mimsy, the game did her dirty with that silly outfit! The hat is appropriate at least, but the rest of it is horrible. She even has that dang eyeball ring.
I'm sure you know the answer to that question by now if you've read my update. Yep!
Cale better hope Greg never finds out! I would guess he wouldn't be too happy with him. Well, maybe if he explained what happened he'd take pity on him...maybe.
well you know , Greg is actually pretty softie, ask Cordelia :P
My love, my love, my fearless love, I will not say goodbye..
Sea may rise, sky may fall, My love will never die..
My heart, my heart, My drowning heart, Oh all the tears I've cried
Oh I may weep forevermore, My love will never die..
Dylan's eyes were closed, but he seemed to hear noises around him. There was something buzzing near his ear. A mosquito. He tried to lift his arm and swat it away, but his arm felt like it was under a concrete block. It was so heavy, he could hardly move it. His eyes fluttered slightly and he felt groggy as he looked about. Where was he? His eyes closed again and his mind was a jumbled mess trying to sort out what he remembered.
Ah yes...he had kissed Morgan and what a sweet kiss it had been. He remembered pulling her close and feeling her soft lips on his and tasting her...oh gosh...she had tasted so good...and he had wanted to kiss her again...but he suddenly felt dizzy and the world had been spinning around him and he must have passed out.
So where was he now? From the hum he heard, it sounded like he was in a vehicle. He also heard a clattering sound as if something was constantly hitting a hard surface. He tried to force his eyelids open again and the world around him was a blur. Dylan was in the back of some type of vehicle and it was moving. He shifted slightly and tried to move himself into a sitting position using his hand, but his hands were tied together with some rope. He shook his head, trying to force himself awake. Something wasn't right...why would his hands be tied? And then, like a bad memory, he knew what had happened. The mob had somehow found him. He wasn't sure how...but the important thing was that he had to get out of this truck. He had to somehow escape. He could see the sky above, so he must be in the back of a pick-up truck.
With every ounce of energy that he had, he willed himself to sit up. He tugged at the ropes that held his hands together and felt them loosen and was able to slip them off. He inched his way along the flatbed, falling over onto the suitcases and crates that were there...but kept inching his way to the back. He looked around and all he could see was forest. Miles and miles of forest. He had no choice. He had to jump out of the moving vehicle.
He spied a backpack...was it his?...sitting next to him and thought that maybe he could use it as padding to break his fall. He suddenly felt the vehicle shift gears as it started to slow and climb a steep incline. This was his chance. He grabbed the backpack, hugging it to him, and lunged out of the truck rolling several times and ending up in some tall grass at the side of the road. He laid there a moment feeling pain in his arm. The vehicle had kept going and he was left alone in the darkness.
Dylan crawled through the dirt and then spied a rough pathway leading into the forest. He managed to get up and started to weave his way along the path, the branches scratching his face. He didn't know where he was, but he knew he had to get away from the road...into the forest...where he would be safe.
He had somehow made it out of the forest into a clearing, and he saw some type of mill up ahead. It wasn't far, and if he could make it over there, maybe he would find someone who could help him.
As he wandered onto the property, he tripped over some rocks and fell hard on the ground, hitting his head, and the world once again descended into darkness around him.
Awhile later he heard footsteps coming towards him. He tried to speak, but was too weak and exhausted to say anything and all he heard was a female voice speaking to someone.
"Bring him inside...it's not safe for him outside tonight..."
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Notes:
This build was used because I needed a highway build for my story, but all trees were then replaced with fir trees and I added the pick-up truck.
One Month, One World, One Year Challenge: The Adventures of Dash Joseph Faireborn Table of Contents
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June 4: Starlight Accolades!
Jake had lined up another audition for D.J. Once again, he coaches D.J. before the audition takes place.
After D.J.'s audition, Jake walks him through the awards ceremony. Jake tells him what to expect. He also tells D.J. to write a small acceptance speech in case he does win.
As evening arrives, it's time for the Starlight Accolades Awards. Jake meets up with D.J. and Paige at Studio BPB, where the Awards take place. The three are dressed up for the occasion. They are let through the doors. D.J. and Paige are fascinated by the inside of the Studio. This is not Jake's first time at the Studio.
D.J. and Paige are escorted to their seat. They are able to get front row, while Jake sits right behind them. Promptly at 6:30pm, the host begins the award ceremony with a joke.
"My friends keep asking me for advice." The host says. "They want to know how to get all the karma and awards. I keep telling them it's a piece of cake."
Throughout the night, the host gives out awards for tv shows, commercials, and movies. It looks as if D.J. would not be receiving an award tonight.
Then a surprise happens. The host announces that there is a special award going out.
"Last month, a Special Ops group took out some type of alien plant lifeform." The host begins. "A town, in secret, was being invaded. The military arrived to figure out what to do. They even brought in scientists. One battalion took it upon themselves to help the town. Taking the lead, a young man named Dash Joseph Faireborn led his squad into a laboratory where the alien plant was mind controlling many of the townsfolk. Through a lot of determination and encouragement from Dash, the alien lifeform was brought down. You can read all about Dash's adventure in his bestseller book, 'StrangerVille Mystery'." The host pauses a moment. "With over a thousand copies sold of this book, we would like to award Dash Joseph Faireborn an award for his bestselling novel as well as his courageousness."
D.J. is in shock. Jake pats him on the shoulder and tells him to get up there. D.J. gets up on stage and looks out at the audience. Paige is giving him a big smile. Jake gives him a thumbs up. Everyone else is clapping.
D.J. closes his eyes and drifts off to remembering his team. He opens his eyes with a big smile on his face and thanks his fiancé for being his big support. He mentions a few things about his talent agent and making sure to bringing up the name Everyday Extras Talent Agency. D.J. then mentions the name of his team in the military; Cale Conrad, Aaron Winterson, Dylan Healy, Aldo Holloway, Bryon Ellison, and his best friend Adam Strong. D.J. states it was a team effort, and he couldn't have done it alone.
Everyone claps and cheers as D.J. goes back to take his seat.
The host finishes up the award ceremony.
Outside, D.J. asks Jake if he knew about the award. Giving a small chuckle, Jake admitted he did and was told to keep it a surprise.
"How are you enjoying your popularity on SimSpace?" Jake asks D.J.
"What?" D.J. replies with a question.
"You know, the online social media platform!"
"Oh, I totally forgot I signed up. I only did that to keep in touch with my university dormmates."
D.J. pulls out his phone and logs into his SimSpace account.
"500 followers?" D.J. gasps.
"This is just the beginning." Jake adds. "You'll want to start talking to your fans. They'll bring in friends. Advertise your books. Share the commercial you were in. As long as it's already gone live, you can share it on your SimSpace timeline. You'll attract more than 500."
D.J. is in disbelief. He feels like it was just yesterday he was a teenager on his own living on potato chips and water in a cold town. Now he is some sort of celebrity all because he enjoyed writing and jotted down some of his adventures and displayed then in a library. Then he helped a town from some weird plant to get out of the military sooner than later. D.J. didn't expect such fandom.
"Come to my office in a couple days." Jake says. "I've dealt with newcomers into the celebrity spotlight and can help you as you seem very overwhelmed. You have a big day ahead of you tomorrow with another commercial. Depending how that goes, I'll set you up with more stuff to audition for."
All D.J. could do was give Jake a hug for the help and support he is providing.
Side Notes:
The game is always surprising. I never got a notification D.J. was nominated for one of his books. Only received one for his very first commercial.
When I checked up on my bugs today I found their bio-fuel deposits where ready for harvesting. I shoveled it out to be used in my stove which I'd upgraded to run on it. Solar panels alone where not enough to provide for my energy needs, so bug juice it was!
I then returned to the Maker Space to use one of their recyclers, but got tired of having to wait behind sims who hogged the machines for ages, so I returned home to plan out my own machine. How hard could it be?
I drafted a blueprint and ran up to the first sim I saw to ask them what they thought.
OK, maybe I was a little too excited about this, but I needed someone to bounce my ideas off of!
She was very polite and gave me a few ideas before excusing herself.
I returned home and made myself some dinner with the veggies I'd harvested from my garden.
Not bad!
As I was finishing up, I heard and knock and found Bess waiting for me again.
She apologized for visiting so late, but said she was there to let me know I'd received another promotion! I'd been promoted to Construction Technician!
I thanked her and we sat down next to my bon fire to chat a bit. I asked her if she knew where I could get the parts to build a recycler, and she said she had an old one I could buy if I needed one. We made a deal and she said she'd drop it off the next day!
That wasn't so hard!
I had to excuse myself after that, as I felt my energy was nearing critical levels and I didn't want to pass out again, so I bid her goodnight and went to bed.
I'm not sure what she did after that, but she probably went home to bed too.
Right?
Had to share this picture of Kaori.
She keeps showing up and I have to keep making her leave which kind of breaks my heart because she looks so sad.
cool that D.J. won award, yes your sim can win several times without nomination! if not published anything, they can win those silly rewards too (mr too tight pants )
My love, my love, my fearless love, I will not say goodbye..
Sea may rise, sky may fall, My love will never die..
My heart, my heart, My drowning heart, Oh all the tears I've cried
Oh I may weep forevermore, My love will never die..
Hi All - This is rather long and picture heavy, but provides more info on Dylan's backstory and Strangerville. Have a great day/night!
June 7 - Photos on the Wall
Dylan woke up with a start. His head was throbbing and as he tried to clear his vision, he looked around and saw that he was laying on a bed. He smelled the aroma of bacon and eggs and suddenly his stomach grumbled. He tried to sit up and felt the room spin, and took a deep breath to calm down. He looked down and noticed that his arm had been bandaged. He wasn't sure where he was, but then remembered the old mill. Maybe he was there.
He glanced around the room, and spied some photos on the wall. He cautiously got up and went to look at them. He rubbed his eyes and did a double-take. Were those photos of his father? And photos of him? What? What were these photos doing here? Oh gosh...maybe he hadn't escaped that vehicle afterall...and he was back in Strangerville again. Had it all been just a dream?
There was a sudden knock on the door and the door opened and a woman peeked in.
Chiara: "Ah...Dylan...you're awake. Come, I've made some breakfast. I'm sure you're famished..."
Dylan stood there glaring at her: "How...how do you know my name? And....and why are there photos of me on the wall? Who are you?"
Chiara saw Dylan looking at the photos, "I am sure you have many questions, and I will try to explain everything to you. You are in a town called Moonwood Mill. The photos on the wall hold special memories for me. You see, Dylan...my name is Chiara...and I am...I am your mother..."
Dylan looked at her in disbelief: "My mother? Impossible! My mother left me! Never to be seen again! You're not my mother! You're lying! I have no mother..."
Chiara: "I know this is hard for you to believe. When I saw you laying outside, I thought you were just another stranger who had stumbled into our town...but then I looked closer and I knew it was you. Your father and I...all those years ago...we...we never planned for things to happen this way. You were supposed to come away with me...to be safe with me...oh Dylan, not a day went by that I didn't miss you so much, and long to hold you in my arms again. Your father promised me he would keep you safe...," she said her eyes misting.
Dylan spat out, "My father is dead...!"
Chiara looked at Dylan in shock, "Kevin is...is dead? It's been some time since we communicated with each other...and...I kept hoping that he was alright...but I still feel he is with me...it can't be true...he can't be dead..."
Dylan looked at her. She had known his father's name. Could it be true? Could this really be his mother? He thought back for a moment and remembered his father telling him about his mother...and her name had been...oh gosh...Chiara!
Dylan:"So if you're my mother...then tell me where I'm from..."
Chiara brushed away some tears, "I can tell you the whole story, Dylan...I just don't know how much you know...so a lot of this may come as a shock. So...to answer your question, you are from Strangerville, or were...I am not sure where you came from last night. Your birthday is January 1st and your actual hair color is red. You have a crescent moon-shaped scar on the lower right-hand side of your back. Your father told me that when you were a child, you needed to wear glasses, and I assume you are wearing contact lenses now..."
Dylan looked at her still not believing her, "You said my father communicated with you? He knew you were here? Why did you leave me? Why didn't you ever come back?"
Chiara: "With all my heart I wanted to return, Dylan...I know you probably don't believe that...but it's true. Your father and some of his conspiracy theory friends devised a plan to help me leave. It was getting too dangerous for me in Strangerville. The plan was never to leave you there. You were supposed to come with me, back here, and then your father was planning to meet us later. Oh gawd...the plan...the plan...it just all fell apart, and nothing went right, and I was unable to take you. I was beside myself...I didn't want to leave. You were going to be a child soon...so young! But your father promised me that he would make sure that you were safe, and that he would figure out a way to get both of you to safety. That he would get word to me and we would be together again. Please don't hate me. I'm sorry, Dylan...I'm so sorry for all those years I missed being with you..."
Dylan looked at Chiara not knowing what to think. His father had helped his mother and Dylan was supposed to go with her? His head was reeling and he put his hands to his head.
Chiara: "I know this is a lot to take in...but I am telling the truth Dylan. Now, please...please come...you are weak and need to eat. I will answer any questions you have. And then you can tell me what happened last night...and how you ended up here..."
Dylan looked at her: "It was the mob right? You were running from the mob? My father helped you escape from the mob didn't he?"
Chiara: "I didn't know how much you knew...but, yes...I escaped from the mob...your father was being coerced to work for them on a bio-weaponry project. He feared that they would harm me if they ever found out that he knew the truth.
You see, your father and I were both scientists working in a huge lab located in a crater outside of town. The residents of Strangerville started to become disoriented and dazed when a bizarre plant, found in the rainforest in South Simerica, was brought to Strangerville. We were instructed to do research on the plant, but the plant took on another form and started to grow. The original plant was secured in an underground facility, which your father and I did not have access to. The plant exhibited strange behavior, like nothing we had ever encountered before, and...it's almost as if this plant was controlling the sims around them.
We were told that the plant would help cure the residents, but we soon found out that this plant was being tested for bio-weaponry development. But, by then, it was too late. And that's when the explosion hit the lab. We were never actually told what had really happened, but there was a security breach, and some of the seed pods dispersed in the air and started to grow outside the lab. The lab was evacuated. That is when a pandemic was declared and we went into lockdown.
Your father was the Head Scientist in the research of this plant. The military set up a make-shift lab in the basement of our house, and moved all his data, lab equipment and research notes there. Kevin was instructed to continue the research. He was given full security clearance and was able to move freely about to collect plant specimens.
At first, he was under orders from the military, but that quickly changed, and soon another corporation was involved. They called themselves "The Organization", but in reality, they were the mob...gangsters...you name it...and almost overnight, they had us under lock and key. Kevin was informed by "The Organization" not to divulge anything about his research to anyone, or there would be dire consequences."
Chiara shook her head as if trying to erase the memories, "You know, your father only wanted to do research for good. He wanted to help the sims of Strangerville, but he accidentally hacked into "The Organization's" database and discovered what they were really up to. "The Organization's" plan was simple...they intended to take over the world with this "mother plant" that was still at the lab. Apparently, the plant released toxins into the air that could immobilize sims and make them vulnerable to mind control. With sims under their power, "The Organization" could take control of businesses, banks and governments. But for their plan to succeed, they needed an antidote or vaccine so that their own mob members would not be affected by the plant's toxins. That is what your father's research was really about. We felt so powerless."
Dylan nodded his head, "I remember growing up surrounded by security cameras, like my every move was being watched. And my father was always working behind a security door. I never went down there..."
Chiara continued: "Actually, you did go down there...when you were a toddler. You had a play area in the basement near where we worked so that we could attend to you during the day. And one day something happened that changed everything. On that particular day, you were being rather fussy and were demanding a lot of attention, and suddenly you had a tantrum. Before we could stop you, you had come over and smashed some vials where your father was working. You had cut your hand and I immediately came over and took you to the bathroom and washed and bandaged your hand. Your father, meanwhile, was trying to clean up the lab area, and noticed that some of your flecks of blood had splattered over a petri dish that he had been working on. What he saw was unbelievable. Your blood coupled with the spore sample that he had collected was destroying the spore right before his eyes. He quickly made a slide sample and placed it under a microscope...and it was true...your blood was destroying this virus.
He came into the bathroom and told me to give him all the soiled bandages. I wasn't sure what to think, so gave them to him. He palmed me a piece of paper, so no-one would see, and on it he had scribbled, "Our son is the cure..."
Dylan: "What? So...my blood....my blood is the cure for this pandemic?"
Chiara: "Actually, it is part of the cure, mixed with the fruit of that plant and some spores, it made a vaccine. Your father secretly gave the experimental vaccine to some trusted friends, who then tested it on unsuspecting "infected" sims, and told your father that the vaccine had worked."
Dylan: "So, my father found a cure for the pandemic? So, why didn't he give it to the military so that they could cure everyone?"
Chiara: "Because the military were not controlling the operation any longer, they were mere puppets. It was really "The Organization" who were in charge. He knew what "The Organization" wanted to use this toxin for, so he kept delaying. But they wanted results...and Kevin feared that they would use me and you as a bargaining chip for Kevin to produce results faster. He had some conspiracy theory friends in the military who arranged for a "transfer" for me to another location, away from Strangerville, to work on another highly classified project. My specialty was blood sciences, and since no-one suspected that the Strangerville cure was related to anything "blood" related, the transfer was approved. I underwent extensive tests to ensure that I didn't have this infection, and I was cleared to leave. The premise was that I would be taking you with me, away from the pandemic. But that plan fell through, as on the night we were to leave, you became quite ill, and were not allowed to leave Strangerville. It was feared that you had contracted the infection, which we knew you hadn't, but we couldn't say anything. I was not permitted to delay my departure, and had to leave without you. It was the worst night of my life.
After I was safely gone, your father told "The Organization" that he was close to a cure, but needed "test" subjects to test the vaccine. Of course, he only used placebo vaccines and they were never cured. Your father was very good at giving them false hope for several years, and occasionally would use the real vaccine to "cure" someone...but then, of course, they had to run more tests, and the next placebo vaccine wouldn't work. After my transfer, they tightened security at the house. Kevin was able to communicate with me by giving letters to his conspiracy theory friends. Somehow "The Organization" started to suspect something was going on and started searching his lab. Kevin was unsure if they had discovered something, but he was scared. His letters became less frequent. He must have known something was going to happen and feared they would find the vaccine. The last letter is dated the day of your teen birthday...the day he gave you that necklace.
We weren't sure what would happen when you became a teen...what changes you might go through. He was being watched every waking moment, and he was planning an escape attempt, and was going to take you with him. That necklace you're wearing has a secret, and inside of that necklace is the discovery your father made. The cure for the infection. The vaccine."
Dylan looked at his necklace, "Is this true? It can't be..." he said and stopped short. Oh my gosh! This is what the mob was after. His necklace! They must have found out his father had put the vaccine in there.
Dylan removed the necklace and looked at it and saw a thin line encircling the necklace that he had never noticed before. He tried to open it but it wouldn't budge, "I don't think this opens..."
Chiara smiled, "No...your father would not have made it that easy. It is voice activated. By your voice speaking a string of words. He must have said something to you so that you would know how to open it..."
Dylan shook his head, "No...he never did...I don't remember anything...I don't know how to open it..."
Chiara shook her head, "Maybe it's for the best then. If "The Organization" ever got their hands on that, there is no telling what they would do..."
Dylan fingered the necklace and knew that she was telling the truth, "I have something to tell you...the day after Dad gave me this necklace...he died in a car bomb explosion. They killed him and then they came after me at school. But I ran...I ran and hid...and slept on the streets for a few nights...and then took the train out of there...changed my appearance...and have been running from them ever since. Last night, I jumped from the back of a pick-up truck...they had abducted me, and I followed a forest path to this sawmill...and that's how I ended up here..."
Chiara burst out crying, "Oh Dylan...oh my gosh...I am so sorry this all happened. Just know that your father loved you very much. They must have found his "true" research notes or forced one of his conspiracy theory friends to talk. They found out somehow and knew that he had found the cure...and knew that he had given it to you...oh gosh..."
Dylan went up to her and put his arms around her, "It's alright, Mom....I believe you...and I...I forgive you. I was so wrong about you and Dad...I'm so sorry too...."
They clung to each other and then Chiara backed away, "You called me Mom..."
Dylan shook his head, "Yes..."
Chiara: "Oh son...I don't know why this has happened...why...of all places, you ended up here...but I am so glad that you did..." she turned her head and brushed away a tear, "Well, come on then...let's have some breakfast together. I am sure that you have more questions..."
(continued...)
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Notes:
I gave Dylan the new hair from the Werewolf pack. I will show his new outfits in another chapter, along with a house tour.
"The Organization" is the employer in the Criminal Career in the Sims 3.
July - Day 19:"How will you know it's the right decision if you never make it..."
Notes
Cale went back to the house to wait until the sun was up high enough there was no doubt Lance would be back in his tomb. He thought about trying to sleep but knew there was no way he could. He needed to stay alert in case Lance tried to make good on his threat against Sandy and Joe before he was forced to return to the grave. He occupied his time tending to and harvesting his garden and checking on his family as they slept to make sure they were safe.
Finally, he tunneled to the lot and the place where Lance had met his demise. He stared at the tombstone for a moment and again laughed.
Walking over to the tombstone, he tipped it over and stomped on it over and over. Since it was already cracked, it fell apart easier than he'd have thought possible. He picked up the pieces and tossed them into the pines behind the lot. Now there was no way Lance could ever return to the mortal world and terrorize anyone again.
He should've felt overjoyed and deep down he might've been, but at the surface, he just felt numb with relief that Lance was finally gone, for good!
(Rot in Hell!)
Cale felt the rage building inside him as he ran away from the lot towards home. Maybe jogging home instead of getting there by tunneling would help alleviate some of the anger threatening to bubble over. The worst part about being a werewolf was learning to deal with the moon constantly controlling his emotions, even when it couldn't be seen in the sky. The beast within knew it was there and fought to come out to run wild.
When he got home, Cale isolated himself in one of the rage bunkers to wait. When the beast took over, he tried so hard to regain control, but this time it was no use. He'd failed. He spent the next few hours rampaging around the room until finally it was over.
He hadn't eaten since yesterday and was starving so he went on a hunt for food. CJ was at school or he would've taken him along.
Not long after he scarfed down one of two raw steaks he'd successfully acquired, a blizzard hit the small village of Moonwood Mill. Sandy was busily focused on a painting she'd been working on for days in the cozy warmth of the greenhouse. He didn't have the heart to stop her just yet to tell her what had happened and discuss the offer Kris had made him. Instead, he went for a jog to give her time, and checked out a new tunnel entrance he found along the way.
Cale was feeling very confident in himself when he found a path to the porta potty entrance. He already had the ability to tunnel anywhere, but it was still a cool discovery. It had been a couple hours, so rather than explore again, he quickly tunneled home to see if Sandy was available yet to have a talk with him.
He found her in the living room enjoying a roaring fire in the woodstove while watching television. When he told her they needed to talk, she switched it off and gave him her complete attention.
He started by telling her about seeing the ghost of Lance at the bar last night. and the subsequent werewolf brawl they'd had.
And then even though Cale had won the brawl, Lance had not been hurt at all and threatened to turn she and Joe into werewolves and keep terrorizing them forever.
Lastly, he told her what he'd done to protect them and make sure Lance couldn't ever make good on his threat.
"Oh Cale, I'm so sorry you had to go through all that. I'm so proud of you though and relieved that awful monster is finally gone from our lives."
"Thank you Babe for protecting us and always doing all that you can to keep us safe."
"No thanks needed Sweetheart, I love you and I love our boys. I'll always do whatever I can to take care of all of you as best I can. Count on it." "I know and I do, I love you too."
"Alright, well, there's something else we need to discuss and I'm not sure what you're going to think about it. It's serious and something I never, ever in my life could've imagined would be a thing, until we came here." "Oh no, is it bad? Should I be scared?"
"No, no, it's not bad, just...unexpected, especially since we only came here to rescue CJ and then go home. But, well, you know what happened after we got here. Honey...after Kris and I had a sparring match yesterday, which he won, of course, he asked me if I'd consider being the leader, the Alpha of the Moonwood Collective."
"Not yet though, he doesn't think I'm ready and isn't ready to step down either. But he thinks he'll need someone to temporarily take over the pack leader duties before his son Jacob is old enough to step up to the role himself. I told him we'd planned to stay only long enough to find a cure, or make one if we can't. He said that others have been looking for decades, and even longer. He doesn't think there is a cure and suggested that we should stay and accept our new lives, who we are now."
"It's...it's really an honor Babe, he comes from a long line of werewolves, related to the very first ones. I was gobsmacked he'd even offer it to me. I'm an outsider really, turned, not born to it like he was and I'm guessing Jacob too, even though he's adopted. I told him it wasn't a decision I could make by myself, it's something we all need to decide what's the best thing to do."
"We've never really discussed anything other than finding a cure and then going home. But...do you think you'd like to live here? Do you think the boys would? I'm not saying we should, but I admit, it is interesting to think about. But I don't know. Is that really who I am now? So...what do you think about all this?"
"I think you should do it."
"You do? Seriously?"
"Yeah, at least for now anyway. Maybe we'll find a cure, maybe we won't. It sounds like the chances are slim we won't. Maybe we should try to make our lives here. I've seen you with your packmates and with CJ, the two of you seem to have mostly adjusted to being werewolves."
"I don't think you should wait until Kris says you're ready either. I think you're ready to take over now. Show him you are, challenge him. I know you can do it Babe. You're so strong and fierce. Show him you're the Alpha instead of waiting until he says you are."
"What about you and Joe though? You're not werewolves, you're spellcasters. We were a spellcasting family first and foremost. Or...we used to be."
"Things change Babe, that's life. You have to roll with what you're given and make the best of it. Joe and I will be fine, we can go anywhere, take us all anywhere, I have friends all over the world, we all do. I have my painting and other things. It's not like we'd be stuck here if you were Alpha, right?"
"That's true, the more places we can spread the word about werewolves not being so beastly, most of them anyway, as the lies and propaganda suggest they are, is a good thing. Joe will be finished with school soon and going to Uni anyway."
"So that's it then. I guess we're staying, at least for awhile longer. That is of course if the boys agree too. We'll continue looking for a cure though. Being a werewolf has it's benefits, but there are serious drawbacks I'm not sure I want the rest of my life. I hate raging all the time for one thing and losing control. Honestly, I really miss not having to deal with that and I miss being a Spellcaster. I'm just so conflicted because at the same time, I do like being a werewolf, mostly." "I understand. If we find a cure we'll discuss what to do again then."
"You're absolutely sure about this? This is big Babe." "I'm sure if you're sure. I believe in you, I know you can do it and I'll be right here by your side no matter what happens down the road."
"You'll always be my Alpha, werewolf or not. I'm not a werewolf,...but I'll always believe we were fated to be together."
"hehe Fated mates huh? You've been reading too many werewolf novels. You're right though. I knew it was fate the moment I looked in those beautiful blue eyes." "Wanna make me howl? The boys won't be home for a few hours."
"Ah-WoooHooo!" "I meant me, but close enough." *wink*
D.J. going "au naturel"... ha ha Do you have the werewolf pack? lol ... Did the sprites turn Dylan into a werewolf? Growling sure got Paolo out of the scene.
D.J.'s first gig and he gets nominated. I was excited to see that. I had to do a renovation of the wedding venue. I wanted something that could be used indoors or outdoors depending on the weather.
I was in shock when D.J. got a nomination for his first gig. I really enjoy the updated wedding venue I renovated as well. It's something for both rain and shine.
It would only make sense that look-a-likes might confuse Cale. Steal away if you haven't already. Catching up on reading right now.
I do enjoy the facial expressions the Sims give. We all know Jr. either went underground or had plans to. Cale should know he can do the somber howl, but then Sandy will take away the sadness that comes with it. May make him go into rage again, but then it's a cycle.
Nice to know that Joe and Jr. have each other's back. Probably for doing good and bad. I cold have seen Joe now confess to his dad he suggested that to his little bro, since it got him in a little trouble.
Aaron and the gool 'ol soccer ball. Glad he never gave up using that.
I'll end up getting any pack that comes out. I do like the wedding stuff that comes with this pack, though. Looking forward to D.J. and Paige's big day.
Good that Adam invented his soot collecting vacuum. All that stuff is going to be neat and clean in no time. More fun to use when it's not all black and full of charcoal.
Dang. That was an intense rage moment. I do like that you used it as part of your new avatar for this month. That would have been fun to see a torn to shred bed and other furniture. Make it unusable like the scorched ones that get on fire. Gutsy, a vampire enters a werewolf's territory. I think he knew it was the good werewolves. If it were the pack of the bad ones, poor Nik would be in a fight for sure.
I think Adam had too much fun kicking those gnomes after the first one wasn't pleased with the offering. Those clones are everywhere. Poor Adam can't except them.
Oh, what a romantic dinner between Dyland and Morgan. Then the kiss. They both look happy and then Dylan collapses. And the goons have got to be just around the corner, too. They were going to wait until after the graduation. Uh, oh! Very nice cliffhanger!
That daily pic! Haven't started reading the chapter yet. Revenge of the Fabricator! The machines communicate with each and they all know Adam now. Ooo, there's the clone once again.
Oh, fun. Cale can teach the ways of the werewolf to his son, now. Texting in rampage mode did crack me up. Maybe that's a good way to calm down, too. Text your friends!
Good to see Cale is on a mission to spread the word about the good werewolves. Especially with those he is close to first. And I keep laughing at the romantic moods he and Sandy keep getting. Neither of them seems to care it releases Cale's rage when that happens.
Oh, I liked the ending to that. There's the connection between Aaron + Hunter. The look on Hunter's face is classic. Also, that daily pic. It looks like they are sharing a chew toy! I know it was tug-o-war, but still. Too funny.
Dang. I wonder if Kris knew his son was listening to that whole conversation. At least C.J. was there, also. I wonder when Cale does the family meeting about Kris' offer, he'll share that Jacob and himself heard. And good to see Cale still going around to other occults sharing how there are good werewolves out there. My guess is the ghost in the end is good 'ol step-daddy!
Okay, so I had to laugh at all the quotes you made come from Lance. I was literally LOLing. Now, does Cale have the courage to do what he said and destroy Lance's tombstone? Find out on the next episode! Ha, ha!
I like the daily image and get why you used it (with your achievement for Adam), but that image with Adam and the bees! That would have made a great daily pic! Typical cat, even in the Sims. Just needs to stand up now and have its tooshie in Adams bowl.
Bess will be Bess. And "aww" at Kaori keeping popping up. Even without you doing anything on purpose, she's trying to connect back with Adam. Poor girl. Hopefully soon.
Very fun you told the backstory of Dylan now. A more in-depth version that is. You gave a somewhat synopsis earlier. But I'm wondering if his mother is a werewolf. You got me curious.
*Updated my July 19th post above! I apologize for it, but comments/replies will have to wait until I get up later this morning. It's late and I'm just too tired right now to think straight. I hope my post makes sense. o.O Hope y'all had a great day/night!
Gah! Yay Dylan woke up and jumped out the back of that truck. Bummer he hurt himself, but glad he got away. Aha! And there it is, he's in Moonwood Mill, I knew it! Oh no, fell on a rock, poor Dylan can't catch a break. Wonder who found him. o.O Absolutely love how you set this up, clever idea getting that lot for the highway.
Whoa! What a twist, Wow! Kudos on tying all this together with his Dad, the Mob, discovering his Mother, his actual background and all that happened in StrangerVille. So Dylan is the actual cure for the virus. o.O Didn't see that coming. So now, the question is, at least in my mind, what happens next? Is he a werewolf? I mean, does he have the werewolf bloodline in him? Will he take a swim in the lake and accidentally become a werewolf? Only you know and I can't wait to find out. Excellently written update! Bravo! I loved it!
Congratulations to DJ for winning an Accolade for his book! Very cool his agent knew about it and kept it a secret. And now he has a bunch of followers on Simspace. hehe Hopefully next he'll win an award for his acting! I don't think the one for his book counts for the aspiration. Ah well, still great that he got such recognition for his writing since that's a big part of his life that he enjoys.
Yup, it's a cycle. He doesn't have much control over raging, but he's getting better at regaining control once he does go on a rampage.
Maybe CJ will still rat out Joe when he's raging, but for now, he's just let it go. Joe is his best friend, which I think is sweet, and his only other friend there is Jacob, which helps. But he needs his Brother's support right now, so I don't know if he'd do anything to make him angry with him. As for Joe confessing? I doubt it, it's old news at this point.
Love my new avy, but I might switch it out again soon for another one, we'll see. It was very gutsy of Nik to walk into a pack of wolves. But like you said, I think he knew they were good wolves and was trying to be friendly.
I couldn't believe he beat Lily since she's the Beta of the pack. Just shows how strong he is I guess.
Haha! Yeah, I couldn't believe it when I saw him standing there on his phone. He was browsing the web, but I like your idea better. Perhaps he was texting Jacob for tips on how to get through it or something.
Oh yeah, it's been very convenient so many Sims he's already good friends with show up in Moonwood Mill. I learned from James Turner's LP they have a better chance of getting sympathy if they are friends with those they ask. hehe Yeah, well, Cale is romantic and so is Sandy, so they both get that moodlet all the time, plus Cale has the Flirty temperament, so that kicks in too. They're pretty helpless in controlling their desire for one another since they love each other on top of it all. A little rage isn't going to stop them.
I'm guessing Kris had to know Jacob was standing there and heard what he said. How could he not? Perhaps he was hoping it would motivate his Son to try harder to rank up and take over the pack himself sooner? I don't know. We'll see if CJ says anything to Cale about Jacob's feelings about it all. Oh yeah, it bumped up his ranking substantially when he's able to convince an occult to give him sympathy, in particular vampires. I'm sure by now you know your guess was correct.
I had fun with those quotes from Lance, he's so delightfully evil and mean. I just knew he'd be trash talking Cale big time during their brawl. The things he said were so cringeworthy at times though, he's such a horrible Sim. Makes for good drama though I guess. The answer to your ponderings about Cale and Lance's tombstone are in my latest update.
Today's update will be coming later this afternoon/early evening. Maybe sooner. Anyway, hope y'all have a wonderful day/night!
I spent most of the morning going through my very full dumpster and sorting out trash from treasure.
I found some garlic so I planted that between my two containers as a small deterrent to any vampires who wished to call.
Just to keep up appearances.
I than planted a row of pear trees to help green-up the place a little more.
After a shower, I started to do some cleaning when Bess showed up with my new recycler!
She apologized for running late, explaining she had been at the doctors all morning where she'd just found out that she was pregnant!
I congratulated her and told her I was happy for Jules and her. She smiled and asked if I had kids, and I told her about Carol and how she was living with her mother after we'd separated, and that I missed her terribly. I even showed her a couple picture I kept on my phone.
She gave me a big hug and told me she hoped I'd be able to see her again soon.
I thanked her before she bid me goodnight to head home.
I decided to give the machine a trial run and it worked perfectly!
No more competing with other sims just to do a little recycling!
I then spent some time fixing up some of the treasure I'd dug out of the trash.
The cats being cats where very curious about what I was up to, but I actually kind of appreciated their company.
July - Day 20:"Knowing when to walk away, is wisdom. Being able to, is courage. Walking away with your head held high, is dignity..."
Notes
Cale and Sandy talked with the boys when they returned from school. They learned from CJ that Jacob had been saddened by his Father's offer to Cale. At first he'd felt like Kris didn't have faith in him to be a leader, the Alpha. But he later figured out that his Father had known Jacob heard what he said. He was indeed a wise Alpha and Father. He knew that it would strengthen Jacob's resolve to try harder, to earn the title and the respect of his Father and all the members of the pack.
CJ accepted the fact a cure might never be realized. But he shared that he planned to continue to strive toward being a Scientist, like his Father, in hopes that one day a cure could be discovered. He wasn't totally enamored with being a werewolf since he'd really wanted to be a Spellcaster and the rage induced rampages were exhausting. But he did agree being a werewolf had it's perks. Chief among them, having something more in common with his Father. Cale promised to continue to help him and learn himself how to handle the debilitating rage that had plagued werewolves from their creation.
Joe was on board for the idea of Cale trying to be the Alpha of the Moonwood Collective too. He hadn't really made any friends yet in the small village the werewolves called home, and truthfully he missed what he called their 'real' home. But he had his friends from school and his family. He would try harder to get to know others here as well and help to spread the word that werewolves weren't all bad. He wanted to help however he could in finding the cure too as long as he could. He planned to attend Uni in the Fall pursuing a career as an astronaut though and live in a dorm on campus.
After talking with the boys, Cale was still somewhat conflicted inside. It seemed they were all resigned to the fact they should try to make the best of their new lives, but were still hoping for a cure. However, he ultimately decided to challenge Kris the next day to be the Alpha at the entire family's encouragement. They had faith in him and couldn't think of anyone else better suited. Well, except Kris, of course.
"Kris, I talked it over with my family and they're all in agreement with your offer. In fact, I've come here to challenge you today, now." "What!? Now? But you're not ready yet. There's still so much for you to learn."
"If I am to be Alpha, I should step up and earn it, it should be my decision, not given to me because you say it should be so. I am strong, I am a leader, I am ready and I intend to prove it." "As you wish. But you will LOSE, I am the ALPHA! *GROWL* *SNARL*
With that proclamation by Kris, he rushed Cale and tried to tackle him. However, Cale was ready for such a move.
It was a long and fierce brawl, both matching blow for blow, strong and determined, it looked as if neither one would end up the victor. Would it be a tie?
However, there is no such thing as a tie in a battle for power. As Kris had said, there could only be one Alpha...
Cale...
"I AM ALPHAAAAA!"
"Ah-WOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Yes, you have defeated me. By werewolf rules, you are the Alpha now of the Moonwood Collective. I will serve you and the pack to the best of my abilities as I always have done." Kris said, as he stood tall, his chest puffed out, eyes closed in disbelief and the fur on his face turning pink in embarrassment. The long line of Volkovs leading this pack, was over.
Cale looked at the proud werewolf before him, his mentor and friend. All that he knew was because of what he had taught him. He was wise and strong, born to lead and had done so with grace and dignity. Cale suddenly realized that this wasn't right. He may be physically stronger than Kris, but he was no match for him in all the other ways being the powerful Alpha of such a distinguished pack needed and deserved.
After Cale just stood silently studying Kris for a length of time, the older wolf was starting to get worried. "Is something wrong Son?"
"I can't accept this, I thought I could, but I can't. You are the Alpha and I am but a student in werewolf ways." 'What!? Cale what are you doing. You can't not accept. You won, you fought for this, you wanted it. Why?"
"At this moment I have the power to assign rank to any member of the pack. I choose to make you the Alpha and I, Beta. It's only right."
"You were born for this Kristopher Volkov, it's your pack to lead. I may be stronger than you, but you have the courage, wisdom and knowledge of your ancestors running through your veins. I am honored you feel I am worthy to take on such an important position. I will strive to live up to those expectations, but as your second in command. I'll continue to follow your teachings and beliefs and be the best emissary for werewolves possible for the rest of my life.
"I am at your service and bow to you, my ALPHA! "
"Ah-WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Thank you Cale. Despite what you think, you DO have what it takes to be a leader, the Alpha. What you did just now? No werewolf has ever done to my knowledge. It takes a lot of self-less courage to give away such power. I want you to promise me something though. If it happens that I can't lead anymore and Jacob is not ready, will you still takeover for me? Afterall you did win the right."
"I promise, but only if Jacob is not ready. When he is, he will be Alpha as is his right as your Son." "Alright, good. One more thing, if Jacob proves to ultimately not have what it takes, promise me you will challenge him to be the Alpha."
"I will if we're still here. I don't know what happens if we find a cure." "Ah, I understand, as you wish. I hope the others will understand what has happened here today."
"No one has witnessed our match Kris."
"We'll just keep this between you and me, it never happened as far as anyone else is concerned. Agreed?" "Agreed, but I'll always remember and know."
"I know, so will I. Thanks for being such a great leader that I admire and respect." "How did you get to be so smart, generous and charismatic Cale? You speak and act like someone way beyond your years sometimes. I think you have an old soul."
"Nah, I've just had some great teachers." Cale said with a squeeze for Kris before he finally let go of the older wolf and turned with a smile to go back home.
And with that, Cale has finished the Emissary for the Collective aspiration! He got this fabulous clock as a reward along with other powers that he'll never use except the most important one of all, assigning rank. He has the Cure Seeker aspiration now which will be the last one for him this month.
One Month, One World, One Year Challenge: The Adventures of Dash Joseph Faireborn Table of Contents
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June 5: Preclinical Pharmaceuticals!
Gig 2 Commercial: Preclinical Pharmaceuticals Starring: Dash Joseph Faireborn + Case Eckert The great thing about our products is that we can say there are no known side effects. It is true that we don't do testing and therefore don't look for side effects. Those are just pesky details.
Wow, he's a red headed Doctor! He looks so different! Looks like he did very well judging by the Directors reaction. Love how he looks with his natural hairstyle and looks at the end talking to him. The red hair looks nice on him, but... he looks better in black. Very cool gig, I don't think any of my Sims ever did that one.
day 19, Good, bye bye Lance.
Here comes my difficulties to comment again, see I dont know if you mada Cale to make the decicion he made and her to support it for story purpose, or aspiration purpose, and i dont want to sound like 🐸🐸🐸🐸.
day 20, I assume for aspiration then good job Cale , for being new Alpha of the pack! And I figured he will not continue it, anyway, beeing a real leader he should live there rest of his life
, Thanks for your comments.
Hehe those silly rewards...I usually ignore too, exept in one of my saves Thorne Bailey and my sim Ted had a contest over who wins tight pants the most :P
june 5 , Gig well done, I assume . he looks good with red hair!
great update, I loved that first pic under spoiler, good timimg with the cat too !
My love, my love, my fearless love, I will not say goodbye..
Sea may rise, sky may fall, My love will never die..
My heart, my heart, My drowning heart, Oh all the tears I've cried
Oh I may weep forevermore, My love will never die..
It was a fairly typical day.
I worked on my garden...
dug in the trash...
and did some recycling.
I checked my bits and pieces reserve and decided to try restoring a few more items from my burnt collection.
I started with a wardrobe so I might finally have a place to store my clothes.
Then I picked out a comfy looking couch.
It's starting to look pretty swanky around here.
I finished off with a chair, and was excited to discover that under the soot it was a lovely shade of green.
Nice!
Bess then texted me and told me I'd already been promoted again, and that a couple of guys would be by later to drop off a fabrication machine that I would need for my new position.
Before heading to breakfast, Dylan used the bathroom first and splashed some cold water on his face. He couldn't believe what he had just heard, but it was all making more sense now. The security cameras at the house...his father working all the time...Dylan's suspicions about the mob. The only thing he had been truly wrong about was his mother...she had never deserted him.
Chiara and Dylan sat down together, and Dylan was so hungry that he ate four servings almost in one gulp. And he still felt hungry.
Chiara watched Dylan as he ate, "My...you have quite an appetite! But please...eat all you want. I can always make more..."
Dylan smiled and grabbed another plate, "I'm sorry...I guess I'm just rather hungry and it's really good. Thank you so much for preparing breakfast..."
Chiara looked at him strangely, "Dylan...if you don't mind my asking...when you became a teen...did you...did you start to feel differently? Go through some drastic changes perhaps? I mean did your father talk to you...about...um...?"
Dylan: "Mom! I can't believe you asked that. I'm in my twenties now! Yes, Dad gave me the woohoo talk...and it was so embarrassing...you're not going to give me that talk again, are you?"
Chiara smiled: "No...I am sure your father covered all the points and then some. No, I mean...well, last night there was a full moon. Did you feel a certain "pull" to it?"
Dylan: "Yeah I did. Last night's moon was actually a special moon called a Lover's Moon. And legend says that if you and the one you love kiss under the Lover's Moon...that you will be together forever..."
Chiara looked at Dylan, "Oh? Do you have someone special Dylan who you kissed under that moon?"
Dylan nodded and smiled, "Yes, I do. Her name is Morgan...and she...I know this sounds strange...but she actually helped me break a curse..."
Chiara perked up, "A curse you say? What type of curse?"
Dylan then told Chiara all about the Kiss Curse. His travels to Mt. Komorebi, then Windenburg, to Glimmerbrook, and Britechester and the Secret Society and the sprites. And finally, about the ghost of Ester Mudget telling him about the Lover's Moon and how to break the curse. Chiara listened quietly and then spoke softly.
Chiara: "Dylan...so you were cursed when you were a teen and you said that this curse was just broken last night?"
Dylan: "I know it sounds like a tall tale, but it really is true. Yes, I do believe that I am no longer cursed by the Kiss Curse. I feel like a different sim now...I can't really explain it...but I just feel different, somehow..."
Chiara: "I believe you, Dylan...some things happen that are beyond our explanation. I am understanding some things better now, and it is probably why you didn't experience the change when you became a teen. The trauma of your father's death...you being on the run...the cold temperatures in Mt. Komorebi...and you getting cursed...this all must have contributed to the delay..."
Dylan: "Um...what are you talking about? What delay?"
Chiara: "The delay of becoming something inside of you. This hunger that you have...it is the start. You see Dylan...your blood is unlike anyone else's. I guess you could say it is rare, a hybrid blood of sorts."
Dylan: "I still don't understand..."
Chiara: "Dylan, your father knew about my heritage, but he loved me anyway. When you were born, we weren't sure...there is always a chance that the gene will skip a generation. But I believe it hasn't...the change is beginning..." she looked at him closely, "I know from what you've told me about ghosts and spellcasters and the curse, that you have an open mind...so believe me when I tell you this. Dylan, you have a dormant gene in you. Normally the change happens when you become a teen, but because of all the trauma you faced and the other curse you were under, it was delayed. And that is why it is happening now..."
Dylan: "What is happening now? That I am going through a grow spurt because I'm so hungry?"
Chiara: "Yes, sort of...a transformation, actually. At the next full moon it will happen. Your dormant gene will unleash itself...and you will change into a...oh gosh...I'm not sure how to tell you this...you have heard so much already....so I'm just going to say it. You're going to change into a werewolf, son. I'm sorry, Dylan, I was hoping it would skip you by. I am a full werewolf, but your father was not. Your blood is unique and has werewolf blood in it, passed down from me."
Dylan: "A what? A werewolf...all hairy with the pointed teeth and howling at the moon and stuff? No....this can't be happening....I just got released from a curse. I can't be cursed again with a different curse! No, not again!"
Chiara shook her head, "Yes, I am afraid so."
Dylan: "Look, this has all been quite a revelation, but I...I...just need to use your phone...and then I'm just going to leave..."
Chiara: "Dylan...I'm sorry, there is no phone service here....this is an abandoned lumber town...the only sims who live here are all werewolves...but we can help you deal with the transformation. It is one of the reasons I wanted you to come with me when you were a toddler, so that I could help you when the time came for your transformation. To prepare you for it...."
Dylan: "No! I'm not going to transform or anything...I was just hungry...that's all. Just really hungry..."
Chiara sadly shook her head, "Hunger like you are experiencing is one of the stages, Dylan, before the transformation. There is no denying what will happen, son.
You see, when a werewolf and a human sim have a child, there is a chance that the child will be a werewolf. Your father and I suspected that you had werewolf blood in you. It was confirmed when the accident happened in the lab when you were a toddler, when your blood destroyed the spore. I ran the blood tests then. Your father took blood samples from me, but my blood did not work on destroying the spore. The cure came from you, a child born from a werewolf and a human sim. A child with the werewolf gene. But in your case, a dormant gene. Something must trigger it for you to transform."
Dylan looked at Chiara: "But Mom...you look so normal...um...for a werewolf...how can this be?"
Chiara: "Yes, I understand your confusion. And that is where we are cursed, You see, all the residents of Moonwood Mill look normal; however, when the full moon rises, there is no stopping any of us from transforming into our true werewolf forms. It happens and we can't prevent it.
As for you, Dylan, you did not exhibit any of the traits associated with a werewolf when you were growing up, such as howling when you were a toddler. We were still unsure if you would become a werewolf. We would have to wait until you were a teen to find out for sure. I did not want you to have this curse, son, and while your father was working on a cure to help the infected sims in Strangerville, I was working on a cure for Lycanthropy, but was never able to find one. I'm sorry, Dylan, there's no cure.
Because of all the circumstances that happened to you when you were a teen, the transformation did not occur when it should have. I do believe that your arrival in Moonwood Mill was not an accident. It was fate. Even though you have never been here, you were drawn to this place to complete the transformation. Your dormant gene was telling you where you needed to go. And I know what you are going to say...that you didn't choose to come here by yourself, that you were abducted. But don't you think it is rather coincidental that you awoke in that pick-up truck when you were close to Moonwood Mill? You were destined to be here at this time in your life.
And as far as leaving, it would be too dangerous right now because of your impending transformation. This is your home, Dylan, and you will be welcomed into the community."
Dylan: "NO! NO! I can't stay here...I have to find Morgan...she must be worried sick about me. This can't happen now...oh gosh not now!"
Dylan paused and looked at Chiara, "You don't understand...Morgan is the one I love...the one I want to be with...we just kissed for the first time last night...and I...oh gosh...I want to kiss her again...she understood about the Kiss Curse...she will understand about this..."
Chiara shook her head: "And when you see her, will you be able to control your fury so that you do not rip her to shreds and kill her? When you rage, Dylan, you cannot control it, the beast within you takes over..."
Dylan looked shocked: "I would never hurt her...I know I wouldn't..."
Chiara: "I know you think so, Dylan, but I have seen others transform for the first time, and they are dangerous...to themselves and others...no, it would not be wise to leave until you can control this. I must bring you to speak with Kristopher Volkov, and he will prove I am not lying. Do not be afraid, though, he is the Alpha of the Moonwood Collective, a group who wants to dispel the myth that werewolves are bad creatures. He has the ability to transform into a werewolf at will, I do not. He will show you that I am telling the truth."
Dylan: "Mother...I am glad I found you, and I understand more of what happened in Strangerville, and why the mob is after me, but I can't stay here...I need to leave! I need to be with Morgan...I love her...we'll run away somewhere...I will escape the mob, and we'll be safe.. You're wrong...I'm not going to change into some beast...I would never hurt her...I love Morgan too much...I just want to have a normal life with her..."
Chiara: "Dylan, I see so much of your father in you. He was always so protective of me. I understand how desperately you want to be with Morgan, she must truly be special, but this is not a wise decision. I cannot force you to stay, but it would be to your benefit. Together, with Kristopher's help, you can learn to control the rages that will plague you. Or you can leave, not believe me that you will become a werewolf, and go into hiding.
But there is one thing you can't hide from, Dylan, and that is the moon. In 7 days there will be another full moon, and at that time, you will undergo the transformation that should have happened when you were a teen. You can't hide from the moon, Dylan...because it will find you...and the beast within will be unleashed no matter where you are."
Dylan quickly got up from the table, "This is a lot to handle right now...everything about Strangerville...finding you...the vaccine in my necklace...all this talk about me having a dormant werewolf gene...it's...it's too much. I just...I just need some air..."
Chiara nodded her head, "I understand Dylan. Go for a walk and think about things. In the meantime, I will go and speak to Kristopher and tell him of the situation."
Dylan stood there a moment, and then nodded his head and walked out the door...
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Notes:
So, yes, with a little cheat code, Dylan has the Dormant Wolf Trait. And so, for him to transform into a werewolf, he will have to swim in Lake Lunvik at the next full moon.
July - Day 21:"We may not have it altogether, but together we have it all..."
Notes
When Cale returned home, the boys were in their bedroom doing homework together.
He found Sandy in the greenhouse painting an abstract.
"Hey Babe, can you come out on the porch with me for a minute? I have something I need to tell you."
Cale realized there was no way he'd be able to not share with his family, especially Sandy what had happened with Kris. He told Kris he just couldn't lie to her, he never had and he didn't want to start now.
"So, how'd it go? Did you win the challenge, are you the Alpha now?"
"Yes, we fought, and I won, however, I'm not the Alpha anymore." "You're not, why? I don't understand."
Cale explained to Sandy what he'd done and why, telling her the other pack members must not know that their Alpha had been challenged and lost to Cale. He feared it could compromise Kris' authority in the eyes of his packmates.
"Can you understand why I had to do it?" "Oh Cale, of course I understand. You did the right thing, I'm proud of you Babe."
"How am I going to tell the boys? I hope they won't be disappointed and understand why they have to not tell anyone, especially Jacob."
"They'll understand Cale and I bet they'll be proud of you too."
"I hope you're right. We might be living here for a long time, especially if we never find a cure. That's a big secret to keep. Do you think they can do it?" "Without a doubt."
"Thanks Babe, I knew you'd understand, you always do. I love how you always support me, support us, no matter what."
"I love you so much." "I love you too Cale and so do the boys. It'll be okay, don't worry."
Cale and Sandy went inside and called the boys to come into the living room. As Sandy had predicted, they understood and promised to keep it to themselves that Cale had won the right to be Alpha. CJ promised not to feel any less of Kris for it as a packmate. He admired Kris and would always look up to him.
Cale had a 'lab' built in the basement some time ago, but they had all been a bit lax in actually using it to do research to find a cure. It was agreed they should step up their efforts now that Cale and CJ were getting a handle on the rage that plagued them. They still needed to work on that, but they felt they could focus on finding a cure more now instead of the rage so much.
Cale and CJ went down into the lab to get started right away, while Joe did some research online.
Sandy went into the greenhouse and took some notes and clippings of all the plants in their garden.
Later, Joe went down to the lab too and experimented on the cauldron, trying out different combinations of plants with the Wolfbane to make potions. Cale and CJ would drink them while isolated in the rage rooms to test the effects.
Finally, Sandy came down too to analyze the cuttings she'd taken and combine them with samples of the Moonpetal flowers they'd harvested. Cale had a hunch they might lead them to a cure. There had to be a reason why they were so rare and only bloomed under a full moon.
In reality, I just built this room earlier tonight. It's nothing fancy, but it does the job to create the illusion of the family working together to find a cure. One of those chemical analyzers is CJ's birthday gift when he aged up to a teen. Unfortunately, he actually can't use it as a teen. We'll just pretend that he can though.
Here's an overhead look at the room.
And a little closer look of each side of the room.
I moved the werewolf artifacts collection shelf down here as well.
Cale took some notes on the writings depicted on each one. Perhaps there was a clue in their stories about a possible cure. *Note - He has the entire collection now and received an amount of simoleans for it. I didn't catch how much it was though. There was a pop-up too that said something about how the secrets about Moonwood Mill and the werewolves was now out of the darkness and into the moonlight.
Everyone was hungry, but Cale and CJ wanted fresh meat instead of what was in the fridge. They went hunting together and when they returned, CJ had this weird look on his face. I don't know if he's dazed or what. o.O
Father and Son sat together and ate some of their bounty, fresh from...somewhere.
I love how a lot of times they are perfectly in sync with their actions. I guess it just shows how similar they are as Father and Son werewolves.
CJ decided to head over to the pack hangout and donate some of their meat for the other packmates to enjoy. While he was doing that, I saw Kris and Essa having a pleasant conversation. I was very surprised by this considering she's a vampire. They were smiling and laughing together, having a great time. I guess Kris just instinctively knows she's a good vampire. It was good to see her, I haven't seen her around in a long time.
Cale went back down in the lab to do more research as his family slept above. He was determined to find a cure. Not just for himself and CJ, but for every werewolf that would like the option to return to normal if they chose to do so.
*Updated my July 21st post above! I apologize for it, but it's late and I need sleep so comments will have to wait until I get up later this morning. I hope y'all understand and had a great day/night!
Yep, good riddance to him. He's tortured Cale, his family and everyone he's ever known for far too long.
No worries, he needed to defeat the current Alpha to become the pack leader for the aspiration. However, he didn't need to stay as the Alpha and could assign the rank to anyone. I chose to have him give it back to Kristopher so he could work on the Cure Seeker aspiration.
You're right, if he had accepted he was the Alpha now, the best thing would've been to stay in Moonwood Mill to lead the pack. But of course they won't be staying there for much longer.
Ah yes, so my suspicions proved correct! I love how you're using the Dormant Wolf feature for Dylan to do something different for his transformation. Chiara is right too about it being dangerous for others around werewolves that transform during the full moon if they can't control their rage. CJ does not have the cursed bite perk, but he was able to bite Cale during the full moon with an option available to him. I don't know if that's something all werewolves can do under a full moon, but CJ could. o.O
I can't wait to see Dylan transform and how you style his werewolf form! Fantastic update dear, I loved it. Oh and I love Chiara, did you make her? She looks so good.
I'm not sure about the book being part of the 'Receive an Award' for the Aspiration. I wasn't that far yet. He still has to do a Street Performance for the current Milestone.
Even if Kris did know Jacob was there, that's pretty hurtful. Makes it worse even. Honestly, I would have thought Cale would say something about that. But eh, what do I know?
Oh, almost forgot C.J. wanted to be a scientist. That would be cool if he helped find a cure. He would be proud of himself and so would his dad. Not surprised Joe wants to be an astronaut after listening to his dad about StrangerVille and his other adventure with aliens. Congrats to Cale for winning that match. Happy to see he declined being Alpha, well turned it back over to Kris. I'm sure when Jacob finds out Cale is not interested in being Alpha, that will encourage him to step up.
Bess is gonna be a mom now, huh? Wonder if she'll come to Adam for parenting advice since he told her about his family. That cat on the fridge looking down on Adam...lol! Looks like it's thinking, 'I hope that's for me!'
I didn't fancy D.J. in his makeup and wig for the doctor role. I don't mind redheads (hence his fiancé), but it just didn't look right for him. I can't wait to get the perk where he doesn't need to visit the stylist anymore. I'll still have him go to wardrobe of course. But to see him in his natural look will be nice when doing his gigs.
Adam's piece of land will soon be a comfy home. Then it'll be time for him to leave. Hopefully he can make friends with the fabricator he'll own, rather than borrow. We can cross our fingers it plays nice with Adam.
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"I should've known you'd come back to haunt me."
"Nancy? Is that you girl? Oh, so you found your kid. Why are you still here?"
"You made him a werewolf you son-of-a-*BEEP* and he bit me! I'M a werewolf!"
"You're a werewolf? Huh, Nancy boy's a werewolf. HAHA! Perfect! I bet you're a wimpy one."
"Come on, fight me and find out. I'm going to enjoy kicking your sorry butt."
"HAHA Look at you, you're the most pathetic werewolf I've ever seen. Nothing but a measly pup with your whittle freckles. You're going down Nancy."
"NEVER AGAIN!"
Cale may have took Lance by surprise, but the bigger werewolf despite now a ghost, was bigger, stronger and had more experience in werewolf ways. He tossed Cale aside like a well worn rag doll.
"You STILL can't beat me Nancy!"
But Cale had something bigger and stronger on his side, determination and avenging rage against the man who at every corner of his life had tried to destroy all that he loved.
"Pfft, you still fight like a skinny little girl. Come on, fight like a real man Nancy!"
Cale snarled and let out a mighty growl as he tackled Lance, again catching him by surprise.
He sunk his razor sharp fangs and teeth into the ghost of his Step Dad's thigh, chomping down with all his might, thrashing from side to side trying to rip the bigger werewolf apart. Lance just laughed.
"AHHHHH! I'LL KILL YOU!"
"Oh really? Newsflash Nancy, I'm already dead."
"My, what big teeth you have for such a little girl."
Cale grabbed Lance, swung him around and with a mighty guttural growl, shoved him to the ground with both feet.
"GET UP! Get up you *BEEPer*! I'm not done with you yet."
"You murdered my Mother, you hurt my Son and made the lives of everyone around you a living Hell. No More!"
Lance just lay there, silent. Cale had knocked him out with his furious rage. No small feat considering he was a ghost.
"Ah-WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Ow-ow-Ah-WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Cale howled in bittersweet victory.
However, it was all for naught. Lance slowly got up and stood without a mark on him as if the fight had never occurred.
He nonchalantly started to scratch at his transparent fur. Apparently fleas still plagued him, even in death. Keisha began to laugh for some reason.
"See you around Nancy. We'll meet again. I'm not going anywhere and apparently neither are you. I'm going to enjoy continuing to terrorize you and your pathetic family. Hmmm, maybe I'll turn your lovely girlfriend and your other Nancy boy Son while I'm at it. MUWAHAHA You'll never get rid of me!"
"You're wrong."
"You can float away, but you can't hide from me. I know where to find you and end you like I should've done before."
"Pfft, empty threats! There's nothing you can do! I'm already dead, and you can't hurt me now. I just proved that Nancy boy."
"That's right, you're dead, which means you can only come out as a ghost at night. Once the sun rises you have to go back to your cold, dark tomb. You don't have a choice."
"And guess what Lance? When you do? I'm sending you to Hell where you belong and destroying your tombstone so you can never come back. It's over Lance, once and for all, it's over for you. Your reign of terror has come to a final end..."
I'll get started on comments/replies soon! Hope y'all are having a great day/night!
Poor Mimsy, the game did her dirty with that silly outfit! The hat is appropriate at least, but the rest of it is horrible. She even has that dang eyeball ring.
I'm sure you know the answer to that question by now if you've read my update. Yep!
Cale better hope Greg never finds out! I would guess he wouldn't be too happy with him. Well, maybe if he explained what happened he'd take pity on him...maybe.
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well you know , Greg is actually pretty softie, ask Cordelia :P
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Oh yeah, I know he is. I mean, he calls his daughter pumpkin! He's a sweetheart really.
Today's Accomplishments:
Master Maker
- Craft 5 candles
Ah yes...he had kissed Morgan and what a sweet kiss it had been. He remembered pulling her close and feeling her soft lips on his and tasting her...oh gosh...she had tasted so good...and he had wanted to kiss her again...but he suddenly felt dizzy and the world had been spinning around him and he must have passed out.
So where was he now? From the hum he heard, it sounded like he was in a vehicle. He also heard a clattering sound as if something was constantly hitting a hard surface. He tried to force his eyelids open again and the world around him was a blur. Dylan was in the back of some type of vehicle and it was moving. He shifted slightly and tried to move himself into a sitting position using his hand, but his hands were tied together with some rope. He shook his head, trying to force himself awake. Something wasn't right...why would his hands be tied? And then, like a bad memory, he knew what had happened. The mob had somehow found him. He wasn't sure how...but the important thing was that he had to get out of this truck. He had to somehow escape. He could see the sky above, so he must be in the back of a pick-up truck.
With every ounce of energy that he had, he willed himself to sit up. He tugged at the ropes that held his hands together and felt them loosen and was able to slip them off. He inched his way along the flatbed, falling over onto the suitcases and crates that were there...but kept inching his way to the back. He looked around and all he could see was forest. Miles and miles of forest. He had no choice. He had to jump out of the moving vehicle.
He spied a backpack...was it his?...sitting next to him and thought that maybe he could use it as padding to break his fall. He suddenly felt the vehicle shift gears as it started to slow and climb a steep incline. This was his chance. He grabbed the backpack, hugging it to him, and lunged out of the truck rolling several times and ending up in some tall grass at the side of the road. He laid there a moment feeling pain in his arm. The vehicle had kept going and he was left alone in the darkness.
Dylan crawled through the dirt and then spied a rough pathway leading into the forest. He managed to get up and started to weave his way along the path, the branches scratching his face. He didn't know where he was, but he knew he had to get away from the road...into the forest...where he would be safe.
He had somehow made it out of the forest into a clearing, and he saw some type of mill up ahead. It wasn't far, and if he could make it over there, maybe he would find someone who could help him.
As he wandered onto the property, he tripped over some rocks and fell hard on the ground, hitting his head, and the world once again descended into darkness around him.
Awhile later he heard footsteps coming towards him. He tried to speak, but was too weak and exhausted to say anything and all he heard was a female voice speaking to someone.
"Bring him inside...it's not safe for him outside tonight..."
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Notes:
This build was used because I needed a highway build for my story, but all trees were then replaced with fir trees and I added the pick-up truck.
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After D.J.'s audition, Jake walks him through the awards ceremony. Jake tells him what to expect. He also tells D.J. to write a small acceptance speech in case he does win.
As evening arrives, it's time for the Starlight Accolades Awards. Jake meets up with D.J. and Paige at Studio BPB, where the Awards take place. The three are dressed up for the occasion. They are let through the doors. D.J. and Paige are fascinated by the inside of the Studio. This is not Jake's first time at the Studio.
D.J. and Paige are escorted to their seat. They are able to get front row, while Jake sits right behind them. Promptly at 6:30pm, the host begins the award ceremony with a joke.
"My friends keep asking me for advice." The host says. "They want to know how to get all the karma and awards. I keep telling them it's a piece of cake."
Throughout the night, the host gives out awards for tv shows, commercials, and movies. It looks as if D.J. would not be receiving an award tonight.
Then a surprise happens. The host announces that there is a special award going out.
"Last month, a Special Ops group took out some type of alien plant lifeform." The host begins. "A town, in secret, was being invaded. The military arrived to figure out what to do. They even brought in scientists. One battalion took it upon themselves to help the town. Taking the lead, a young man named Dash Joseph Faireborn led his squad into a laboratory where the alien plant was mind controlling many of the townsfolk. Through a lot of determination and encouragement from Dash, the alien lifeform was brought down. You can read all about Dash's adventure in his bestseller book, 'StrangerVille Mystery'." The host pauses a moment. "With over a thousand copies sold of this book, we would like to award Dash Joseph Faireborn an award for his bestselling novel as well as his courageousness."
D.J. is in shock. Jake pats him on the shoulder and tells him to get up there. D.J. gets up on stage and looks out at the audience. Paige is giving him a big smile. Jake gives him a thumbs up. Everyone else is clapping.
D.J. closes his eyes and drifts off to remembering his team. He opens his eyes with a big smile on his face and thanks his fiancé for being his big support. He mentions a few things about his talent agent and making sure to bringing up the name Everyday Extras Talent Agency. D.J. then mentions the name of his team in the military; Cale Conrad, Aaron Winterson, Dylan Healy, Aldo Holloway, Bryon Ellison, and his best friend Adam Strong. D.J. states it was a team effort, and he couldn't have done it alone.
Everyone claps and cheers as D.J. goes back to take his seat.
The host finishes up the award ceremony.
Outside, D.J. asks Jake if he knew about the award. Giving a small chuckle, Jake admitted he did and was told to keep it a surprise.
"How are you enjoying your popularity on SimSpace?" Jake asks D.J.
"What?" D.J. replies with a question.
"You know, the online social media platform!"
"Oh, I totally forgot I signed up. I only did that to keep in touch with my university dormmates."
D.J. pulls out his phone and logs into his SimSpace account.
"500 followers?" D.J. gasps.
"This is just the beginning." Jake adds. "You'll want to start talking to your fans. They'll bring in friends. Advertise your books. Share the commercial you were in. As long as it's already gone live, you can share it on your SimSpace timeline. You'll attract more than 500."
D.J. is in disbelief. He feels like it was just yesterday he was a teenager on his own living on potato chips and water in a cold town. Now he is some sort of celebrity all because he enjoyed writing and jotted down some of his adventures and displayed then in a library. Then he helped a town from some weird plant to get out of the military sooner than later. D.J. didn't expect such fandom.
"Come to my office in a couple days." Jake says. "I've dealt with newcomers into the celebrity spotlight and can help you as you seem very overwhelmed. You have a big day ahead of you tomorrow with another commercial. Depending how that goes, I'll set you up with more stuff to audition for."
All D.J. could do was give Jake a hug for the help and support he is providing.
Side Notes:
I then returned to the Maker Space to use one of their recyclers, but got tired of having to wait behind sims who hogged the machines for ages, so I returned home to plan out my own machine. How hard could it be?
I drafted a blueprint and ran up to the first sim I saw to ask them what they thought.
OK, maybe I was a little too excited about this, but I needed someone to bounce my ideas off of!
She was very polite and gave me a few ideas before excusing herself.
I returned home and made myself some dinner with the veggies I'd harvested from my garden.
Not bad!
As I was finishing up, I heard and knock and found Bess waiting for me again.
She apologized for visiting so late, but said she was there to let me know I'd received another promotion! I'd been promoted to Construction Technician!
I thanked her and we sat down next to my bon fire to chat a bit. I asked her if she knew where I could get the parts to build a recycler, and she said she had an old one I could buy if I needed one. We made a deal and she said she'd drop it off the next day!
That wasn't so hard!
I had to excuse myself after that, as I felt my energy was nearing critical levels and I didn't want to pass out again, so I bid her goodnight and went to bed.
I'm not sure what she did after that, but she probably went home to bed too.
Right?
She keeps showing up and I have to keep making her leave which kind of breaks my heart because she looks so sad.
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June 7 - Photos on the Wall
He glanced around the room, and spied some photos on the wall. He cautiously got up and went to look at them. He rubbed his eyes and did a double-take. Were those photos of his father? And photos of him? What? What were these photos doing here? Oh gosh...maybe he hadn't escaped that vehicle afterall...and he was back in Strangerville again. Had it all been just a dream?
There was a sudden knock on the door and the door opened and a woman peeked in.
Chiara: "Ah...Dylan...you're awake. Come, I've made some breakfast. I'm sure you're famished..."
Dylan stood there glaring at her: "How...how do you know my name? And....and why are there photos of me on the wall? Who are you?"
Chiara saw Dylan looking at the photos, "I am sure you have many questions, and I will try to explain everything to you. You are in a town called Moonwood Mill. The photos on the wall hold special memories for me. You see, Dylan...my name is Chiara...and I am...I am your mother..."
Dylan looked at her in disbelief: "My mother? Impossible! My mother left me! Never to be seen again! You're not my mother! You're lying! I have no mother..."
Chiara: "I know this is hard for you to believe. When I saw you laying outside, I thought you were just another stranger who had stumbled into our town...but then I looked closer and I knew it was you. Your father and I...all those years ago...we...we never planned for things to happen this way. You were supposed to come away with me...to be safe with me...oh Dylan, not a day went by that I didn't miss you so much, and long to hold you in my arms again. Your father promised me he would keep you safe...," she said her eyes misting.
Dylan spat out, "My father is dead...!"
Chiara looked at Dylan in shock, "Kevin is...is dead? It's been some time since we communicated with each other...and...I kept hoping that he was alright...but I still feel he is with me...it can't be true...he can't be dead..."
Dylan looked at her. She had known his father's name. Could it be true? Could this really be his mother? He thought back for a moment and remembered his father telling him about his mother...and her name had been...oh gosh...Chiara!
Dylan:"So if you're my mother...then tell me where I'm from..."
Chiara brushed away some tears, "I can tell you the whole story, Dylan...I just don't know how much you know...so a lot of this may come as a shock. So...to answer your question, you are from Strangerville, or were...I am not sure where you came from last night. Your birthday is January 1st and your actual hair color is red. You have a crescent moon-shaped scar on the lower right-hand side of your back. Your father told me that when you were a child, you needed to wear glasses, and I assume you are wearing contact lenses now..."
Dylan looked at her still not believing her, "You said my father communicated with you? He knew you were here? Why did you leave me? Why didn't you ever come back?"
Chiara: "With all my heart I wanted to return, Dylan...I know you probably don't believe that...but it's true. Your father and some of his conspiracy theory friends devised a plan to help me leave. It was getting too dangerous for me in Strangerville. The plan was never to leave you there. You were supposed to come with me, back here, and then your father was planning to meet us later. Oh gawd...the plan...the plan...it just all fell apart, and nothing went right, and I was unable to take you. I was beside myself...I didn't want to leave. You were going to be a child soon...so young! But your father promised me that he would make sure that you were safe, and that he would figure out a way to get both of you to safety. That he would get word to me and we would be together again. Please don't hate me. I'm sorry, Dylan...I'm so sorry for all those years I missed being with you..."
Dylan looked at Chiara not knowing what to think. His father had helped his mother and Dylan was supposed to go with her? His head was reeling and he put his hands to his head.
Chiara: "I know this is a lot to take in...but I am telling the truth Dylan. Now, please...please come...you are weak and need to eat. I will answer any questions you have. And then you can tell me what happened last night...and how you ended up here..."
Dylan looked at her: "It was the mob right? You were running from the mob? My father helped you escape from the mob didn't he?"
Chiara: "I didn't know how much you knew...but, yes...I escaped from the mob...your father was being coerced to work for them on a bio-weaponry project. He feared that they would harm me if they ever found out that he knew the truth.
You see, your father and I were both scientists working in a huge lab located in a crater outside of town. The residents of Strangerville started to become disoriented and dazed when a bizarre plant, found in the rainforest in South Simerica, was brought to Strangerville. We were instructed to do research on the plant, but the plant took on another form and started to grow. The original plant was secured in an underground facility, which your father and I did not have access to. The plant exhibited strange behavior, like nothing we had ever encountered before, and...it's almost as if this plant was controlling the sims around them.
We were told that the plant would help cure the residents, but we soon found out that this plant was being tested for bio-weaponry development. But, by then, it was too late. And that's when the explosion hit the lab. We were never actually told what had really happened, but there was a security breach, and some of the seed pods dispersed in the air and started to grow outside the lab. The lab was evacuated. That is when a pandemic was declared and we went into lockdown.
Your father was the Head Scientist in the research of this plant. The military set up a make-shift lab in the basement of our house, and moved all his data, lab equipment and research notes there. Kevin was instructed to continue the research. He was given full security clearance and was able to move freely about to collect plant specimens.
At first, he was under orders from the military, but that quickly changed, and soon another corporation was involved. They called themselves "The Organization", but in reality, they were the mob...gangsters...you name it...and almost overnight, they had us under lock and key. Kevin was informed by "The Organization" not to divulge anything about his research to anyone, or there would be dire consequences."
Chiara shook her head as if trying to erase the memories, "You know, your father only wanted to do research for good. He wanted to help the sims of Strangerville, but he accidentally hacked into "The Organization's" database and discovered what they were really up to. "The Organization's" plan was simple...they intended to take over the world with this "mother plant" that was still at the lab. Apparently, the plant released toxins into the air that could immobilize sims and make them vulnerable to mind control. With sims under their power, "The Organization" could take control of businesses, banks and governments. But for their plan to succeed, they needed an antidote or vaccine so that their own mob members would not be affected by the plant's toxins. That is what your father's research was really about. We felt so powerless."
Dylan nodded his head, "I remember growing up surrounded by security cameras, like my every move was being watched. And my father was always working behind a security door. I never went down there..."
Chiara continued: "Actually, you did go down there...when you were a toddler. You had a play area in the basement near where we worked so that we could attend to you during the day. And one day something happened that changed everything. On that particular day, you were being rather fussy and were demanding a lot of attention, and suddenly you had a tantrum. Before we could stop you, you had come over and smashed some vials where your father was working. You had cut your hand and I immediately came over and took you to the bathroom and washed and bandaged your hand. Your father, meanwhile, was trying to clean up the lab area, and noticed that some of your flecks of blood had splattered over a petri dish that he had been working on. What he saw was unbelievable. Your blood coupled with the spore sample that he had collected was destroying the spore right before his eyes. He quickly made a slide sample and placed it under a microscope...and it was true...your blood was destroying this virus.
He came into the bathroom and told me to give him all the soiled bandages. I wasn't sure what to think, so gave them to him. He palmed me a piece of paper, so no-one would see, and on it he had scribbled, "Our son is the cure..."
Dylan: "What? So...my blood....my blood is the cure for this pandemic?"
Chiara: "Actually, it is part of the cure, mixed with the fruit of that plant and some spores, it made a vaccine. Your father secretly gave the experimental vaccine to some trusted friends, who then tested it on unsuspecting "infected" sims, and told your father that the vaccine had worked."
Dylan: "So, my father found a cure for the pandemic? So, why didn't he give it to the military so that they could cure everyone?"
Chiara: "Because the military were not controlling the operation any longer, they were mere puppets. It was really "The Organization" who were in charge. He knew what "The Organization" wanted to use this toxin for, so he kept delaying. But they wanted results...and Kevin feared that they would use me and you as a bargaining chip for Kevin to produce results faster. He had some conspiracy theory friends in the military who arranged for a "transfer" for me to another location, away from Strangerville, to work on another highly classified project. My specialty was blood sciences, and since no-one suspected that the Strangerville cure was related to anything "blood" related, the transfer was approved. I underwent extensive tests to ensure that I didn't have this infection, and I was cleared to leave. The premise was that I would be taking you with me, away from the pandemic. But that plan fell through, as on the night we were to leave, you became quite ill, and were not allowed to leave Strangerville. It was feared that you had contracted the infection, which we knew you hadn't, but we couldn't say anything. I was not permitted to delay my departure, and had to leave without you. It was the worst night of my life.
After I was safely gone, your father told "The Organization" that he was close to a cure, but needed "test" subjects to test the vaccine. Of course, he only used placebo vaccines and they were never cured. Your father was very good at giving them false hope for several years, and occasionally would use the real vaccine to "cure" someone...but then, of course, they had to run more tests, and the next placebo vaccine wouldn't work. After my transfer, they tightened security at the house. Kevin was able to communicate with me by giving letters to his conspiracy theory friends. Somehow "The Organization" started to suspect something was going on and started searching his lab. Kevin was unsure if they had discovered something, but he was scared. His letters became less frequent. He must have known something was going to happen and feared they would find the vaccine. The last letter is dated the day of your teen birthday...the day he gave you that necklace.
We weren't sure what would happen when you became a teen...what changes you might go through. He was being watched every waking moment, and he was planning an escape attempt, and was going to take you with him. That necklace you're wearing has a secret, and inside of that necklace is the discovery your father made. The cure for the infection. The vaccine."
Dylan looked at his necklace, "Is this true? It can't be..." he said and stopped short. Oh my gosh! This is what the mob was after. His necklace! They must have found out his father had put the vaccine in there.
Dylan removed the necklace and looked at it and saw a thin line encircling the necklace that he had never noticed before. He tried to open it but it wouldn't budge, "I don't think this opens..."
Chiara smiled, "No...your father would not have made it that easy. It is voice activated. By your voice speaking a string of words. He must have said something to you so that you would know how to open it..."
Dylan shook his head, "No...he never did...I don't remember anything...I don't know how to open it..."
Chiara shook her head, "Maybe it's for the best then. If "The Organization" ever got their hands on that, there is no telling what they would do..."
Dylan fingered the necklace and knew that she was telling the truth, "I have something to tell you...the day after Dad gave me this necklace...he died in a car bomb explosion. They killed him and then they came after me at school. But I ran...I ran and hid...and slept on the streets for a few nights...and then took the train out of there...changed my appearance...and have been running from them ever since. Last night, I jumped from the back of a pick-up truck...they had abducted me, and I followed a forest path to this sawmill...and that's how I ended up here..."
Chiara burst out crying, "Oh Dylan...oh my gosh...I am so sorry this all happened. Just know that your father loved you very much. They must have found his "true" research notes or forced one of his conspiracy theory friends to talk. They found out somehow and knew that he had found the cure...and knew that he had given it to you...oh gosh..."
Dylan went up to her and put his arms around her, "It's alright, Mom....I believe you...and I...I forgive you. I was so wrong about you and Dad...I'm so sorry too...."
They clung to each other and then Chiara backed away, "You called me Mom..."
Dylan shook his head, "Yes..."
Chiara: "Oh son...I don't know why this has happened...why...of all places, you ended up here...but I am so glad that you did..." she turned her head and brushed away a tear, "Well, come on then...let's have some breakfast together. I am sure that you have more questions..."
(continued...)
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Notes:
I gave Dylan the new hair from the Werewolf pack. I will show his new outfits in another chapter, along with a house tour.
"The Organization" is the employer in the Criminal Career in the Sims 3.
Notes
Cale went back to the house to wait until the sun was up high enough there was no doubt Lance would be back in his tomb. He thought about trying to sleep but knew there was no way he could. He needed to stay alert in case Lance tried to make good on his threat against Sandy and Joe before he was forced to return to the grave. He occupied his time tending to and harvesting his garden and checking on his family as they slept to make sure they were safe.
Finally, he tunneled to the lot and the place where Lance had met his demise. He stared at the tombstone for a moment and again laughed.
Walking over to the tombstone, he tipped it over and stomped on it over and over. Since it was already cracked, it fell apart easier than he'd have thought possible. He picked up the pieces and tossed them into the pines behind the lot. Now there was no way Lance could ever return to the mortal world and terrorize anyone again.
He should've felt overjoyed and deep down he might've been, but at the surface, he just felt numb with relief that Lance was finally gone, for good!
(Rot in Hell!)
Cale felt the rage building inside him as he ran away from the lot towards home. Maybe jogging home instead of getting there by tunneling would help alleviate some of the anger threatening to bubble over. The worst part about being a werewolf was learning to deal with the moon constantly controlling his emotions, even when it couldn't be seen in the sky. The beast within knew it was there and fought to come out to run wild.
When he got home, Cale isolated himself in one of the rage bunkers to wait. When the beast took over, he tried so hard to regain control, but this time it was no use. He'd failed. He spent the next few hours rampaging around the room until finally it was over.
He hadn't eaten since yesterday and was starving so he went on a hunt for food. CJ was at school or he would've taken him along.
Not long after he scarfed down one of two raw steaks he'd successfully acquired, a blizzard hit the small village of Moonwood Mill. Sandy was busily focused on a painting she'd been working on for days in the cozy warmth of the greenhouse. He didn't have the heart to stop her just yet to tell her what had happened and discuss the offer Kris had made him. Instead, he went for a jog to give her time, and checked out a new tunnel entrance he found along the way.
Cale was feeling very confident in himself when he found a path to the porta potty entrance. He already had the ability to tunnel anywhere, but it was still a cool discovery. It had been a couple hours, so rather than explore again, he quickly tunneled home to see if Sandy was available yet to have a talk with him.
He found her in the living room enjoying a roaring fire in the woodstove while watching television. When he told her they needed to talk, she switched it off and gave him her complete attention.
He started by telling her about seeing the ghost of Lance at the bar last night. and the subsequent werewolf brawl they'd had.
And then even though Cale had won the brawl, Lance had not been hurt at all and threatened to turn she and Joe into werewolves and keep terrorizing them forever.
Lastly, he told her what he'd done to protect them and make sure Lance couldn't ever make good on his threat.
"Oh Cale, I'm so sorry you had to go through all that. I'm so proud of you though and relieved that awful monster is finally gone from our lives."
"Thank you Babe for protecting us and always doing all that you can to keep us safe."
"No thanks needed Sweetheart, I love you and I love our boys. I'll always do whatever I can to take care of all of you as best I can. Count on it."
"I know and I do, I love you too."
"Alright, well, there's something else we need to discuss and I'm not sure what you're going to think about it. It's serious and something I never, ever in my life could've imagined would be a thing, until we came here."
"Oh no, is it bad? Should I be scared?"
"No, no, it's not bad, just...unexpected, especially since we only came here to rescue CJ and then go home. But, well, you know what happened after we got here. Honey...after Kris and I had a sparring match yesterday, which he won, of course, he asked me if I'd consider being the leader, the Alpha of the Moonwood Collective."
"Not yet though, he doesn't think I'm ready and isn't ready to step down either. But he thinks he'll need someone to temporarily take over the pack leader duties before his son Jacob is old enough to step up to the role himself. I told him we'd planned to stay only long enough to find a cure, or make one if we can't. He said that others have been looking for decades, and even longer. He doesn't think there is a cure and suggested that we should stay and accept our new lives, who we are now."
"It's...it's really an honor Babe, he comes from a long line of werewolves, related to the very first ones. I was gobsmacked he'd even offer it to me. I'm an outsider really, turned, not born to it like he was and I'm guessing Jacob too, even though he's adopted. I told him it wasn't a decision I could make by myself, it's something we all need to decide what's the best thing to do."
"We've never really discussed anything other than finding a cure and then going home. But...do you think you'd like to live here? Do you think the boys would? I'm not saying we should, but I admit, it is interesting to think about. But I don't know. Is that really who I am now? So...what do you think about all this?"
"I think you should do it."
"You do? Seriously?"
"Yeah, at least for now anyway. Maybe we'll find a cure, maybe we won't. It sounds like the chances are slim we won't. Maybe we should try to make our lives here. I've seen you with your packmates and with CJ, the two of you seem to have mostly adjusted to being werewolves."
"I don't think you should wait until Kris says you're ready either. I think you're ready to take over now. Show him you are, challenge him. I know you can do it Babe. You're so strong and fierce. Show him you're the Alpha instead of waiting until he says you are."
"What about you and Joe though? You're not werewolves, you're spellcasters. We were a spellcasting family first and foremost. Or...we used to be."
"Things change Babe, that's life. You have to roll with what you're given and make the best of it. Joe and I will be fine, we can go anywhere, take us all anywhere, I have friends all over the world, we all do. I have my painting and other things. It's not like we'd be stuck here if you were Alpha, right?"
"That's true, the more places we can spread the word about werewolves not being so beastly, most of them anyway, as the lies and propaganda suggest they are, is a good thing. Joe will be finished with school soon and going to Uni anyway."
"So that's it then. I guess we're staying, at least for awhile longer. That is of course if the boys agree too. We'll continue looking for a cure though. Being a werewolf has it's benefits, but there are serious drawbacks I'm not sure I want the rest of my life. I hate raging all the time for one thing and losing control. Honestly, I really miss not having to deal with that and I miss being a Spellcaster. I'm just so conflicted because at the same time, I do like being a werewolf, mostly."
"I understand. If we find a cure we'll discuss what to do again then."
"You're absolutely sure about this? This is big Babe."
"I'm sure if you're sure. I believe in you, I know you can do it and I'll be right here by your side no matter what happens down the road."
"You'll always be my Alpha, werewolf or not. I'm not a werewolf,...but I'll always believe we were fated to be together."
"hehe Fated mates huh? You've been reading too many werewolf novels. You're right though. I knew it was fate the moment I looked in those beautiful blue eyes."
"Wanna make me howl? The boys won't be home for a few hours."
"Ah-WoooHooo!"
"I meant me, but close enough." *wink*
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Whoa! What a twist, Wow! Kudos on tying all this together with his Dad, the Mob, discovering his Mother, his actual background and all that happened in StrangerVille. So Dylan is the actual cure for the virus. o.O Didn't see that coming. So now, the question is, at least in my mind, what happens next? Is he a werewolf? I mean, does he have the werewolf bloodline in him? Will he take a swim in the lake and accidentally become a werewolf? Only you know and I can't wait to find out.
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Yup, it's a cycle. He doesn't have much control over raging, but he's getting better at regaining control once he does go on a rampage.
Maybe CJ will still rat out Joe when he's raging, but for now, he's just let it go. Joe is his best friend, which I think is sweet, and his only other friend there is Jacob, which helps. But he needs his Brother's support right now, so I don't know if he'd do anything to make him angry with him. As for Joe confessing? I doubt it, it's old news at this point.
Love my new avy, but I might switch it out again soon for another one, we'll see. It was very gutsy of Nik to walk into a pack of wolves. But like you said, I think he knew they were good wolves and was trying to be friendly.
I couldn't believe he beat Lily since she's the Beta of the pack. Just shows how strong he is I guess.
Haha! Yeah, I couldn't believe it when I saw him standing there on his phone. He was browsing the web, but I like your idea better. Perhaps he was texting Jacob for tips on how to get through it or something.
Oh yeah, it's been very convenient so many Sims he's already good friends with show up in Moonwood Mill. I learned from James Turner's LP they have a better chance of getting sympathy if they are friends with those they ask.
I'm guessing Kris had to know Jacob was standing there and heard what he said. How could he not? Perhaps he was hoping it would motivate his Son to try harder to rank up and take over the pack himself sooner? I don't know. We'll see if CJ says anything to Cale about Jacob's feelings about it all. Oh yeah, it bumped up his ranking substantially when he's able to convince an occult to give him sympathy, in particular vampires. I'm sure by now you know your guess was correct.
I had fun with those quotes from Lance, he's so delightfully evil and mean. I just knew he'd be trash talking Cale big time during their brawl. The things he said were so cringeworthy at times though, he's such a horrible Sim. Makes for good drama though I guess. The answer to your ponderings about Cale and Lance's tombstone are in my latest update.
Today's update will be coming later this afternoon/early evening. Maybe sooner. Anyway, hope y'all have a wonderful day/night!
I found some garlic so I planted that between my two containers as a small deterrent to any vampires who wished to call.
Just to keep up appearances.
I than planted a row of pear trees to help green-up the place a little more.
After a shower, I started to do some cleaning when Bess showed up with my new recycler!
She apologized for running late, explaining she had been at the doctors all morning where she'd just found out that she was pregnant!
I congratulated her and told her I was happy for Jules and her. She smiled and asked if I had kids, and I told her about Carol and how she was living with her mother after we'd separated, and that I missed her terribly. I even showed her a couple picture I kept on my phone.
She gave me a big hug and told me she hoped I'd be able to see her again soon.
I thanked her before she bid me goodnight to head home.
I decided to give the machine a trial run and it worked perfectly!
No more competing with other sims just to do a little recycling!
I then spent some time fixing up some of the treasure I'd dug out of the trash.
The cats being cats where very curious about what I was up to, but I actually kind of appreciated their company.
It's nice not to be completely alone.
Notes
Cale and Sandy talked with the boys when they returned from school. They learned from CJ that Jacob had been saddened by his Father's offer to Cale. At first he'd felt like Kris didn't have faith in him to be a leader, the Alpha. But he later figured out that his Father had known Jacob heard what he said. He was indeed a wise Alpha and Father. He knew that it would strengthen Jacob's resolve to try harder, to earn the title and the respect of his Father and all the members of the pack.
CJ accepted the fact a cure might never be realized. But he shared that he planned to continue to strive toward being a Scientist, like his Father, in hopes that one day a cure could be discovered. He wasn't totally enamored with being a werewolf since he'd really wanted to be a Spellcaster and the rage induced rampages were exhausting. But he did agree being a werewolf had it's perks. Chief among them, having something more in common with his Father. Cale promised to continue to help him and learn himself how to handle the debilitating rage that had plagued werewolves from their creation.
Joe was on board for the idea of Cale trying to be the Alpha of the Moonwood Collective too. He hadn't really made any friends yet in the small village the werewolves called home, and truthfully he missed what he called their 'real' home. But he had his friends from school and his family. He would try harder to get to know others here as well and help to spread the word that werewolves weren't all bad. He wanted to help however he could in finding the cure too as long as he could. He planned to attend Uni in the Fall pursuing a career as an astronaut though and live in a dorm on campus.
After talking with the boys, Cale was still somewhat conflicted inside. It seemed they were all resigned to the fact they should try to make the best of their new lives, but were still hoping for a cure. However, he ultimately decided to challenge Kris the next day to be the Alpha at the entire family's encouragement. They had faith in him and couldn't think of anyone else better suited. Well, except Kris, of course.
"Kris, I talked it over with my family and they're all in agreement with your offer. In fact, I've come here to challenge you today, now."
"What!? Now? But you're not ready yet. There's still so much for you to learn."
"If I am to be Alpha, I should step up and earn it, it should be my decision, not given to me because you say it should be so. I am strong, I am a leader, I am ready and I intend to prove it."
"As you wish. But you will LOSE, I am the ALPHA! *GROWL* *SNARL*
With that proclamation by Kris, he rushed Cale and tried to tackle him. However, Cale was ready for such a move.
It was a long and fierce brawl, both matching blow for blow, strong and determined, it looked as if neither one would end up the victor. Would it be a tie?
However, there is no such thing as a tie in a battle for power. As Kris had said, there could only be one Alpha...
Cale...
"I AM ALPHAAAAA!"
"Ah-WOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Yes, you have defeated me. By werewolf rules, you are the Alpha now of the Moonwood Collective. I will serve you and the pack to the best of my abilities as I always have done." Kris said, as he stood tall, his chest puffed out, eyes closed in disbelief and the fur on his face turning pink in embarrassment. The long line of Volkovs leading this pack, was over.
Cale looked at the proud werewolf before him, his mentor and friend. All that he knew was because of what he had taught him. He was wise and strong, born to lead and had done so with grace and dignity. Cale suddenly realized that this wasn't right. He may be physically stronger than Kris, but he was no match for him in all the other ways being the powerful Alpha of such a distinguished pack needed and deserved.
After Cale just stood silently studying Kris for a length of time, the older wolf was starting to get worried. "Is something wrong Son?"
"I can't accept this, I thought I could, but I can't. You are the Alpha and I am but a student in werewolf ways."
'What!? Cale what are you doing. You can't not accept. You won, you fought for this, you wanted it. Why?"
"At this moment I have the power to assign rank to any member of the pack. I choose to make you the Alpha and I, Beta. It's only right."
"You were born for this Kristopher Volkov, it's your pack to lead. I may be stronger than you, but you have the courage, wisdom and knowledge of your ancestors running through your veins. I am honored you feel I am worthy to take on such an important position. I will strive to live up to those expectations, but as your second in command. I'll continue to follow your teachings and beliefs and be the best emissary for werewolves possible for the rest of my life.
"I am at your service and bow to you, my ALPHA! "
"Ah-WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Thank you Cale. Despite what you think, you DO have what it takes to be a leader, the Alpha. What you did just now? No werewolf has ever done to my knowledge. It takes a lot of self-less courage to give away such power. I want you to promise me something though. If it happens that I can't lead anymore and Jacob is not ready, will you still takeover for me? Afterall you did win the right."
"I promise, but only if Jacob is not ready. When he is, he will be Alpha as is his right as your Son."
"Alright, good. One more thing, if Jacob proves to ultimately not have what it takes, promise me you will challenge him to be the Alpha."
"I will if we're still here. I don't know what happens if we find a cure."
"Ah, I understand, as you wish. I hope the others will understand what has happened here today."
"No one has witnessed our match Kris."
"We'll just keep this between you and me, it never happened as far as anyone else is concerned. Agreed?"
"Agreed, but I'll always remember and know."
"I know, so will I. Thanks for being such a great leader that I admire and respect."
"How did you get to be so smart, generous and charismatic Cale? You speak and act like someone way beyond your years sometimes. I think you have an old soul."
"Nah, I've just had some great teachers." Cale said with a squeeze for Kris before he finally let go of the older wolf and turned with a smile to go back home.
And with that, Cale has finished the Emissary for the Collective aspiration! He got this fabulous clock as a reward along with other powers that he'll never use except the most important one of all, assigning rank. He has the Cure Seeker aspiration now which will be the last one for him this month.
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day 19, Good, bye bye Lance.
Here comes my difficulties to comment again, see I dont know if you mada Cale to make the decicion he made and her to support it for story purpose, or aspiration purpose, and i dont want to sound like 🐸🐸🐸🐸.
day 20, I assume for aspiration then
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june 5 , Gig well done, I assume . he looks good with red hair!
Sea may rise, sky may fall, My love will never die..
My heart, my heart, My drowning heart, Oh all the tears I've cried
Oh I may weep forevermore, My love will never die..
I worked on my garden...
dug in the trash...
and did some recycling.
I checked my bits and pieces reserve and decided to try restoring a few more items from my burnt collection.
I started with a wardrobe so I might finally have a place to store my clothes.
Then I picked out a comfy looking couch.
It's starting to look pretty swanky around here.
I finished off with a chair, and was excited to discover that under the soot it was a lovely shade of green.
Nice!
Bess then texted me and told me I'd already been promoted again, and that a couple of guys would be by later to drop off a fabrication machine that I would need for my new position.
Great.
I can almost feel it plotting against me already.
Chiara and Dylan sat down together, and Dylan was so hungry that he ate four servings almost in one gulp. And he still felt hungry.
Chiara watched Dylan as he ate, "My...you have quite an appetite! But please...eat all you want. I can always make more..."
Dylan smiled and grabbed another plate, "I'm sorry...I guess I'm just rather hungry and it's really good. Thank you so much for preparing breakfast..."
Chiara looked at him strangely, "Dylan...if you don't mind my asking...when you became a teen...did you...did you start to feel differently? Go through some drastic changes perhaps? I mean did your father talk to you...about...um...?"
Dylan: "Mom! I can't believe you asked that. I'm in my twenties now! Yes, Dad gave me the woohoo talk...and it was so embarrassing...you're not going to give me that talk again, are you?"
Chiara smiled: "No...I am sure your father covered all the points and then some. No, I mean...well, last night there was a full moon. Did you feel a certain "pull" to it?"
Dylan: "Yeah I did. Last night's moon was actually a special moon called a Lover's Moon. And legend says that if you and the one you love kiss under the Lover's Moon...that you will be together forever..."
Chiara looked at Dylan, "Oh? Do you have someone special Dylan who you kissed under that moon?"
Dylan nodded and smiled, "Yes, I do. Her name is Morgan...and she...I know this sounds strange...but she actually helped me break a curse..."
Chiara perked up, "A curse you say? What type of curse?"
Dylan then told Chiara all about the Kiss Curse. His travels to Mt. Komorebi, then Windenburg, to Glimmerbrook, and Britechester and the Secret Society and the sprites. And finally, about the ghost of Ester Mudget telling him about the Lover's Moon and how to break the curse. Chiara listened quietly and then spoke softly.
Chiara: "Dylan...so you were cursed when you were a teen and you said that this curse was just broken last night?"
Dylan: "I know it sounds like a tall tale, but it really is true. Yes, I do believe that I am no longer cursed by the Kiss Curse. I feel like a different sim now...I can't really explain it...but I just feel different, somehow..."
Chiara: "I believe you, Dylan...some things happen that are beyond our explanation. I am understanding some things better now, and it is probably why you didn't experience the change when you became a teen. The trauma of your father's death...you being on the run...the cold temperatures in Mt. Komorebi...and you getting cursed...this all must have contributed to the delay..."
Dylan: "Um...what are you talking about? What delay?"
Chiara: "The delay of becoming something inside of you. This hunger that you have...it is the start. You see Dylan...your blood is unlike anyone else's. I guess you could say it is rare, a hybrid blood of sorts."
Dylan: "I still don't understand..."
Chiara: "Dylan, your father knew about my heritage, but he loved me anyway. When you were born, we weren't sure...there is always a chance that the gene will skip a generation. But I believe it hasn't...the change is beginning..." she looked at him closely, "I know from what you've told me about ghosts and spellcasters and the curse, that you have an open mind...so believe me when I tell you this. Dylan, you have a dormant gene in you. Normally the change happens when you become a teen, but because of all the trauma you faced and the other curse you were under, it was delayed. And that is why it is happening now..."
Dylan: "What is happening now? That I am going through a grow spurt because I'm so hungry?"
Chiara: "Yes, sort of...a transformation, actually. At the next full moon it will happen. Your dormant gene will unleash itself...and you will change into a...oh gosh...I'm not sure how to tell you this...you have heard so much already....so I'm just going to say it. You're going to change into a werewolf, son. I'm sorry, Dylan, I was hoping it would skip you by. I am a full werewolf, but your father was not. Your blood is unique and has werewolf blood in it, passed down from me."
Dylan: "A what? A werewolf...all hairy with the pointed teeth and howling at the moon and stuff? No....this can't be happening....I just got released from a curse. I can't be cursed again with a different curse! No, not again!"
Chiara shook her head, "Yes, I am afraid so."
Dylan: "Look, this has all been quite a revelation, but I...I...just need to use your phone...and then I'm just going to leave..."
Chiara: "Dylan...I'm sorry, there is no phone service here....this is an abandoned lumber town...the only sims who live here are all werewolves...but we can help you deal with the transformation. It is one of the reasons I wanted you to come with me when you were a toddler, so that I could help you when the time came for your transformation. To prepare you for it...."
Dylan: "No! I'm not going to transform or anything...I was just hungry...that's all. Just really hungry..."
Chiara sadly shook her head, "Hunger like you are experiencing is one of the stages, Dylan, before the transformation. There is no denying what will happen, son.
You see, when a werewolf and a human sim have a child, there is a chance that the child will be a werewolf. Your father and I suspected that you had werewolf blood in you. It was confirmed when the accident happened in the lab when you were a toddler, when your blood destroyed the spore. I ran the blood tests then. Your father took blood samples from me, but my blood did not work on destroying the spore. The cure came from you, a child born from a werewolf and a human sim. A child with the werewolf gene. But in your case, a dormant gene. Something must trigger it for you to transform."
Dylan looked at Chiara: "But Mom...you look so normal...um...for a werewolf...how can this be?"
Chiara: "Yes, I understand your confusion. And that is where we are cursed, You see, all the residents of Moonwood Mill look normal; however, when the full moon rises, there is no stopping any of us from transforming into our true werewolf forms. It happens and we can't prevent it.
As for you, Dylan, you did not exhibit any of the traits associated with a werewolf when you were growing up, such as howling when you were a toddler. We were still unsure if you would become a werewolf. We would have to wait until you were a teen to find out for sure. I did not want you to have this curse, son, and while your father was working on a cure to help the infected sims in Strangerville, I was working on a cure for Lycanthropy, but was never able to find one. I'm sorry, Dylan, there's no cure.
Because of all the circumstances that happened to you when you were a teen, the transformation did not occur when it should have. I do believe that your arrival in Moonwood Mill was not an accident. It was fate. Even though you have never been here, you were drawn to this place to complete the transformation. Your dormant gene was telling you where you needed to go. And I know what you are going to say...that you didn't choose to come here by yourself, that you were abducted. But don't you think it is rather coincidental that you awoke in that pick-up truck when you were close to Moonwood Mill? You were destined to be here at this time in your life.
And as far as leaving, it would be too dangerous right now because of your impending transformation. This is your home, Dylan, and you will be welcomed into the community."
Dylan: "NO! NO! I can't stay here...I have to find Morgan...she must be worried sick about me. This can't happen now...oh gosh not now!"
Dylan paused and looked at Chiara, "You don't understand...Morgan is the one I love...the one I want to be with...we just kissed for the first time last night...and I...oh gosh...I want to kiss her again...she understood about the Kiss Curse...she will understand about this..."
Chiara shook her head: "And when you see her, will you be able to control your fury so that you do not rip her to shreds and kill her? When you rage, Dylan, you cannot control it, the beast within you takes over..."
Dylan looked shocked: "I would never hurt her...I know I wouldn't..."
Chiara: "I know you think so, Dylan, but I have seen others transform for the first time, and they are dangerous...to themselves and others...no, it would not be wise to leave until you can control this. I must bring you to speak with Kristopher Volkov, and he will prove I am not lying. Do not be afraid, though, he is the Alpha of the Moonwood Collective, a group who wants to dispel the myth that werewolves are bad creatures. He has the ability to transform into a werewolf at will, I do not. He will show you that I am telling the truth."
Dylan: "Mother...I am glad I found you, and I understand more of what happened in Strangerville, and why the mob is after me, but I can't stay here...I need to leave! I need to be with Morgan...I love her...we'll run away somewhere...I will escape the mob, and we'll be safe.. You're wrong...I'm not going to change into some beast...I would never hurt her...I love Morgan too much...I just want to have a normal life with her..."
Chiara: "Dylan, I see so much of your father in you. He was always so protective of me. I understand how desperately you want to be with Morgan, she must truly be special, but this is not a wise decision. I cannot force you to stay, but it would be to your benefit. Together, with Kristopher's help, you can learn to control the rages that will plague you. Or you can leave, not believe me that you will become a werewolf, and go into hiding.
But there is one thing you can't hide from, Dylan, and that is the moon. In 7 days there will be another full moon, and at that time, you will undergo the transformation that should have happened when you were a teen. You can't hide from the moon, Dylan...because it will find you...and the beast within will be unleashed no matter where you are."
Dylan quickly got up from the table, "This is a lot to handle right now...everything about Strangerville...finding you...the vaccine in my necklace...all this talk about me having a dormant werewolf gene...it's...it's too much. I just...I just need some air..."
Chiara nodded her head, "I understand Dylan. Go for a walk and think about things. In the meantime, I will go and speak to Kristopher and tell him of the situation."
Dylan stood there a moment, and then nodded his head and walked out the door...
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Notes:
So, yes, with a little cheat code, Dylan has the Dormant Wolf Trait. And so, for him to transform into a werewolf, he will have to swim in Lake Lunvik at the next full moon.
Notes
When Cale returned home, the boys were in their bedroom doing homework together.
He found Sandy in the greenhouse painting an abstract.
"Hey Babe, can you come out on the porch with me for a minute? I have something I need to tell you."
Cale realized there was no way he'd be able to not share with his family, especially Sandy what had happened with Kris. He told Kris he just couldn't lie to her, he never had and he didn't want to start now.
"So, how'd it go? Did you win the challenge, are you the Alpha now?"
"Yes, we fought, and I won, however, I'm not the Alpha anymore."
"You're not, why? I don't understand."
Cale explained to Sandy what he'd done and why, telling her the other pack members must not know that their Alpha had been challenged and lost to Cale. He feared it could compromise Kris' authority in the eyes of his packmates.
"Can you understand why I had to do it?"
"Oh Cale, of course I understand. You did the right thing, I'm proud of you Babe."
"How am I going to tell the boys? I hope they won't be disappointed and understand why they have to not tell anyone, especially Jacob."
"They'll understand Cale and I bet they'll be proud of you too."
"I hope you're right. We might be living here for a long time, especially if we never find a cure. That's a big secret to keep. Do you think they can do it?"
"Without a doubt."
"Thanks Babe, I knew you'd understand, you always do. I love how you always support me, support us, no matter what."
"I love you so much."
"I love you too Cale and so do the boys. It'll be okay, don't worry."
Cale and Sandy went inside and called the boys to come into the living room. As Sandy had predicted, they understood and promised to keep it to themselves that Cale had won the right to be Alpha. CJ promised not to feel any less of Kris for it as a packmate. He admired Kris and would always look up to him.
Cale had a 'lab' built in the basement some time ago, but they had all been a bit lax in actually using it to do research to find a cure. It was agreed they should step up their efforts now that Cale and CJ were getting a handle on the rage that plagued them. They still needed to work on that, but they felt they could focus on finding a cure more now instead of the rage so much.
Cale and CJ went down into the lab to get started right away, while Joe did some research online.
Sandy went into the greenhouse and took some notes and clippings of all the plants in their garden.
Later, Joe went down to the lab too and experimented on the cauldron, trying out different combinations of plants with the Wolfbane to make potions. Cale and CJ would drink them while isolated in the rage rooms to test the effects.
Finally, Sandy came down too to analyze the cuttings she'd taken and combine them with samples of the Moonpetal flowers they'd harvested. Cale had a hunch they might lead them to a cure. There had to be a reason why they were so rare and only bloomed under a full moon.
In reality, I just built this room earlier tonight. It's nothing fancy, but it does the job to create the illusion of the family working together to find a cure. One of those chemical analyzers is CJ's birthday gift when he aged up to a teen. Unfortunately, he actually can't use it as a teen. We'll just pretend that he can though.
Here's an overhead look at the room.
And a little closer look of each side of the room.
I moved the werewolf artifacts collection shelf down here as well.
Cale took some notes on the writings depicted on each one. Perhaps there was a clue in their stories about a possible cure.
*Note - He has the entire collection now and received an amount of simoleans for it. I didn't catch how much it was though. There was a pop-up too that said something about how the secrets about Moonwood Mill and the werewolves was now out of the darkness and into the moonlight.
Everyone was hungry, but Cale and CJ wanted fresh meat instead of what was in the fridge. They went hunting together and when they returned, CJ had this weird look on his face. I don't know if he's dazed or what. o.O
Father and Son sat together and ate some of their bounty, fresh from...somewhere.
I love how a lot of times they are perfectly in sync with their actions. I guess it just shows how similar they are as Father and Son werewolves.
CJ decided to head over to the pack hangout and donate some of their meat for the other packmates to enjoy. While he was doing that, I saw Kris and Essa having a pleasant conversation. I was very surprised by this considering she's a vampire. They were smiling and laughing together, having a great time. I guess Kris just instinctively knows she's a good vampire. It was good to see her, I haven't seen her around in a long time.
Cale went back down in the lab to do more research as his family slept above. He was determined to find a cure. Not just for himself and CJ, but for every werewolf that would like the option to return to normal if they chose to do so.
And that's where I ended my play session.
No worries, he needed to defeat the current Alpha to become the pack leader for the aspiration. However, he didn't need to stay as the Alpha and could assign the rank to anyone. I chose to have him give it back to Kristopher so he could work on the Cure Seeker aspiration.
You're right, if he had accepted he was the Alpha now, the best thing would've been to stay in Moonwood Mill to lead the pack. But of course they won't be staying there for much longer.
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I can't wait to see Dylan transform and how you style his werewolf form! Fantastic update dear, I loved it. Oh and I love Chiara, did you make her? She looks so good.
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(July 19 daily image revisited)
Even if Kris did know Jacob was there, that's pretty hurtful. Makes it worse even. Honestly, I would have thought Cale would say something about that. But eh, what do I know?
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