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Chapter Two This is a new challenge invented through mix-matching rules and other things I've enjoyed reading in other stories. A little bit reality TV show, a little bit asylum...
Here's what's happening:
- A number of Sims (in this particular case, seven) are placed in a home
- ONE of these Sims is called THE HOST. He is the player-controlled Sim not competing in the contest!
- Every three days, the Sim with the lowest cumulative status bars (hunger, bladder, energy, social, hygiene, and fun -- I suggest using the awesomemod to accurately measure the levels) is booted -- until there is only one Sim left
- The remaining Sim and his/her partner WINS THE HOME!
- The house I'm using here is the beautiful
Blueberry Victorian found on MTS Some rules:
- No cheating! None!
- ....With one exception: the home they are winning is undoubtedly extravagant, yes? So freerealestate to place them inside!
- You can only control THE HOST. No assigning actions to anyone else! The host is there for you to have a wee bit of control (and for fun, of course). The host is allowed to manipulate any of the contestants as he sees fit, without cheating.
- A death or other extenuating circumstances that result in one Sim leaving the home overrides the next booting session
What the winners do with the house is entirely up to them (you).
Our story begins with one man: Wilfred H. Smithjones.
My name is Mister Host. Yes, really. I am a lawyer and a father of five children and a grandfather to eight. Would you like to see some pictures? No? Fine -- to the point.
Wilfred H. Smithjones was a dear friend of mine, and a client. His last will and testament assigned his great wealth throughout his family and his assets have been divided accordingly: with the exception of his childhood home -- a vacation and investment property. His grandchildren are set to inherit the home with one very large stipulation: they have to live in it, together, for fifteen days. Every three days, one of them is to be kicked to the curb at my discretion. On day fifteen, there is one winner -- one true heir to the Smithjones throne.
This is the home. A
beautiful Victorian mansion -- a tour later. Allow me to introduce the newest residents of 1555 Saltwater Way.
The first and the oldest: Belle Smithjones. Always inappropriately dressed, but always beautiful. Perhaps the smartest of the bunch, Belle is an ambitious computer whiz with a hint of daredevil in her blood. She's also quite the vehicle enthusiast -- and a mooch.
Her twin is next: McDermott Smithjones. A grumpy, insane, clumsy technophobe -- he seems to be the supreme opposite of his twin sister. He can be quite the schmooze, though, and has this great tendency to win someone over despite his...misgivings. He is currently being scowled at by his lovely new bride -- new as in, they were wed three days ago. According to McDermott: "I haven't seen her with her hair down since we got married. Is that normal? Is she hiding something in her hair? What if it's a gun?!"
Her name is Victoria Patriot. A harpy and a shrew (not to mention an obvious Bad Idea), in every sense. The Patriots and the Smithjones have been family friends for quite some time -- Vicky grew up with Mott in the city. Victoria is the epitome of a wealthy child: a heavy sleeper, a couch potato, and a because-it-is-a-trend vegetarian. She's also quite mean-spirited, and unlucky.
The next youngest is the Black Sheep, Alfie Smithjones. Alfie was always an awkward, ugly child. When she was a teenager, she used family savings to get a nosejob and rid herself of the ever-prominent Smithjones Swedish Sail hooked nose. She was immediately scorned from the rest of the family for her decision and has been estranged from them for quite some time -- they don't even consider her a sibling any longer. She is an angler who can't stand art, children, or flirting. She does have a wonderful eye for photography, though...
And if Alfie's woes of being not-attractive weren't bad enough, her younger brother seemed to be heir to Everything Good in their genepool. His name is Earnest Smithjones and he is charistmatic, excitable, and childish -- not to mention, a party-animal! His neat tendencies have always resulted in the most quaint parties, I can give him that.
Earnest is, to put it delicately, quite free with his love -- and perhaps no one was surprised to find he is currently involved with someone new. We were not anticipating this fellow, Mitch, to show up on his arm, and do not have ample information regarding his presence. I suppose I can make another bed. I'm not even sure this fellow's full name, but he seems...simple enough.
In any case, here's a first reaction -- the first time all of the children have seen the home in sleepy Twinbrook. Of course, they all automatically think: holy shit there's a pool oh my god I love pools I am going to win this house if it's the last thing I do. Also... Some didn't bother to come in clothes. Fantastic.
We're off to a great, great start.