Boreal Springs

June 6, 2009

Saunders 3 – Round 25: ‘Night Visitor’

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 1:18 pm

Michael Saunders is quite happy with his life.  His wife, Sade, wasn’t expecting to be a mother of three but seems to be adjusting all right.  Grace seems to mirror her father when it comes to personality.  Will the twins prove to be a little more than everyone bargained for?

Saying that Grace Saunders was close to her father was like saying rain is wet.  She greeted him everyday when he came home from work and would beg him to help with her homework.  Of course, when the secondary option is Sade, it’s no wonder.  Sade was smart, but a bit… flaky.

Grace mirrored her father in looks, too, and Sade would often say they had the same ‘brooding’ face.

The twins grew into toddlers a little faster than anyone anticipated.  Charity had her mother’s fiery hair and the pointed ears denoting her alien heritage.

Alexander, too, had those same pointed ears, but definitely mirrored his father when it came to his appearance.

Taking care of the twins was tough, but with Michael’s now-relaxed work schedule, it all worked out.  Sade kept her job and was able to keep going in her career.  They took turns handling the twins and teaching them the necessary skills.  It was a rather strange thing, to see the normally fickle and selfish Sade invest so much time and effort into her offspring.

She also made it a point to spend time with Grace, even though Grace preferred the company of her father.  Still, Sade was more silly and Grace could express her humorous side with her.  They made angry snowmen and threw snowballs at one another.  Michael was not very amused when they laid in wait for him to come home and then sprang out and pelted him with cold balls of packed snow.  He groused the rest of the night, causing both girls much laughter.

For the most part, they had fallen into a good, familial routine.  Until, one night, they had an unexpected visitor…

Sade approached the archway to the kitchen, watching as Michael wrestled with the trash compactor.  Like his father, Michael had a natural skill for tinkering and all things mechanical.  Unfortunately, no one told the trash compactor this.  She heard him muttering under his breath and cleared her throat, trying to get his attention.

“Michael?”

More grumbling, followed by the clink-clink of something metal.  She sighed.

“Michael…”

Still nothing.

She took a deep breath and shouted, “MICHAEL!”

He jumped suddenly, his hand crashing against the top of the trash compactor, the wrench falling in a clattering mess.  He looked up at Sade, quiet anger and pain evident on his face.

“Your father is here.”

His face drained of color.  Gordon rarely visited, he didn’t want to endanger his family outside of the syndicate.  The pain in his hand was quickly forgotten.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Grace was keeping her grandpa company.

“You didn’t just come to see the babies, did you?”

Gordon hadn’t seen Grace since she was just a baby.  He was startled by how closely she resembled Michael.  He smiled at her, “no, Gracie.  You know I’m always happy to see you.”

“Dad won’t let me come over, he says it’s too far away.”

“And it is… but when you’re older, you can visit anytime, okay?  But for now, you listen to your father.”

Grace wasn’t listening.  She continued to ramble on, “I bet it’s because you’re a vampire and uncle Claude, too, and his wife.  But I’ve got alien in me, right?  So what’s it matter?”

Michael interrupted their conversation and Sade herded her upstairs and to bed, as it was well past bedtime.  While they were away, Gordon greeted his son.

“You’re doing well.  Are you happy?”

“Yes,” Michael replied stiffly.  He loved his father and bore him no ill will, but his sudden appearance was cause for concern.  “What’s wrong?  Why didn’t you call first?”

Gordon sighed, “I didn’t want to put you in the middle of this, but it seems I don’t have a choice.  It’s about your brother.”

Michael made a sound of exasperation, “what did Claude do this time?”

“It’s more what he didn’t do,” Gordon took a breath and faced his son again.  “I need to speak with Sade.”

“What?  Why?  I don’t think–”

Sade appeared at the stairs, causing both men to pause.  “What’s going on?”

Gordon ignored his son’s protests and addressed Sade, “it’s about Kit, Sade.  Kit and her children… my grandchildren.”

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Note from Mao: The twins are actually children now, but you’ll have to wait and see them. ;)   I was surprised when they both got Sade’s ears, wow!

May 22, 2009

Saunders 2 – Round 25: ‘Carpe Diem, Baby, End’

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 4:28 pm

Gordon Saunders is still mourning the loss of his late wife, Lauren Saunders.  Claude and Emily still haven’t completely tied the knot, but seem to be heading in that direction.

Claude wasn’t sure why his father was so moody these days.  As far as Claude was concerned, being immortal was awesome.  Sure, he missed his mom, but he knew she had enjoyed her life and she was happy to have experienced death.  It didn’t help any that Tsung recently passed, too.  Gordon and Tsung had been close for a long while.

Despite seeing his father’s long face, Claude wasn’t sure he would ever be sad about not dying.  Not aging and constantly looking hot was pretty awesome to him.

Of course, marrying someone equally as immortal and hot was quite a bonus, too.  Claude never really saw himself as the marriage type, but to Emily?  Well, sure.  She was the second part to his equation.  They just seemed to fit so nicely together, like two puzzle pieces.  It was only suitable that they spontaneously decided to make it official at the graveyard where Lauren was buried.

Claude was too busy with his new wife to notice that his father had been cornered by one of the locals.  They didn’t come to Boreal Springs often.  Valerie Alioto had just been walking by on a chance for a late-night walk when she saw Gordon.  At least, she thought it might be Gordon.  She only had other people’s descriptions of him to match, but when she approached him, she was certain.

He was a bit scarier than she anticipated.  Then again, he was also a vampire.  She stuck it out, though, and made her intention of joining his criminal empire obvious.

“You could definitely use someone like me,” Valerie began, confident.  “I’m smart, savvy, and I don’t mind getting my hands dirty.”

Gordon wasn’t really sure what to say.  He wasn’t really in the right mindset to be thinking about this now.  He gave her the address and told her to come by and they’d talk.

Of course, if Valerie did come over, she’d be faced with three scary vampires.  Gordon assumed she’d be frightened off and go get some normal job.  Didn’t she have a child to worry about, anyway?  Meanwhile, Claude never considered consequences.  He thought of the now and right now, he’d never see a downside to being a vampire!

Of course, someone forgot to tell him that vampires still get pregnant.  Claude was a little shocked, but eventually warmed up to the idea.  Babies couldn’t be that bad, right?  He was completely oblivious to the fact that he already had two children to Kit Knight, which had resulted in the anullment of her marriage to James Anderson.

Gordon, upon hearing about the impending baby, decided that they needed someone who could be up during the day.  He’d been working hard in his little lab and finally, had come up with a solution.  A robot.  He was a little hesitant when it came time to activate it, but closed his eyes and pressed the sequence of buttons, listening as it rumbled to life.  It stood before him, the very picture of a subserviant being imbued with his own personality.  It was a bit strange to get used to.

Emily wasn’t sure how she felt about a robot caring for her child.  Sure, he was a great house servant, but could he really give a baby the tender loving care it needed and deserved?  Gordon assured her that the baby would be in safe hands with Jeeves, but Emily wasn’t so sure.  She trusted Gordon’s intellect, but no so much the robotic thing hovering over her, communicating in a mechanical monotone.

Much to Gordon’s surprise, Valerie came over later in the week.  She was determined to join his criminal underground, though unprepared to enter the actual lair of a bunch of vampires.  Emily played the piano, as she often did in the night, lost in the rapture of the notes.  It was full-disclosure in this house, Gordon didn’t need to hide his comings and goings from these two.  Even so, they were advised not to listen and mind their own business.  Emily did just that.  She didn’t hear Gordon give Valerie a task to test her mettle.

Selene Saunders was born not much later, looking very much like her father and grandfather.

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Note from Mao: Valerie seriously did just walk by while Gordon, Claude, and Emily were at the graveyard!  I was quite shocked.  So she’s friends with Gordon, but I’m a little worried.  I don’t think she anticipated her future employer to be so… well, dreamy.

Hold fast, Valerie!  Remember, you have a boyfriend and a daughter at home!

May 17, 2009

Saunders – Round 25: ‘Night and Day’

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 11:03 am

Basil and Virginia aren’t spring chickens anymore, but they still act pretty irresponsible.  Daisy and Sage are preparing for their life in college.

Sage, who never had any problem with boys, managed to net her first kiss.  Daisy was understandably a little jealous.  She wished she had the same charisma, but she didn’t.  Not only that, boys made her feel awkward and weird.  She was much more comfortable just hanging out with their friends.

Sage and Daisy continued to get along, but Daisy wished her sister wouldn’t point out things she was pretending not to notice.  Like when Sage asked her if she’d looked in the mirror lately, because she was having a complexion malfunction.  Sage, naturally, didn’t get pimples… but Daisy?  They were next to her best friend at this point.  Life was unfair.

While Sage chatted on the phone, Daisy spent her time with the cat.  They would be leaving for college soon and everyone was excited.  Daisy wasn’t sure how to feel.  It would be the same as always.  She’d excel at the academia, but fail when it came to being social.  And let’s face it… being social is what college is all about!

Sage often had parties and invited their mutual friends over along with boys.  Daisy could only sit and watch her friends mix and mingle.  Sure, Jennifer was at her side, but only because she had recently had her own complexion malfunction and was pretending to be more interested in video games.  Even Rosa was finding her niche with boys, and Rose was definitely an odd duck.

Daisy hoped that college would give her the chance to really open up and let loose.

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Note from Mao: Poor Daisy, she really does often hang out in the background.  And she really has NO luck with boys, period.  Short update.  Virginia and Basil keep autonomously going to the trainset.  I am beginning to regret bringing it back!

March 10, 2009

Saunders 3 – Round 24: ‘Big Things in Small Packages’

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 10:40 pm

Michael and Sade are an unlikely couple, but probably one of the most stable as of late.  Sade is finding motherhood isn’t as bad as she thought, but will she be able to handle the next surprise?

Sade wasn’t quite sure what to think when she found out she was pregnant again.  All these babies were not doing anything good for her figure, that was for sure.  She really didn’t need to worry about the masses thinking she was gorgeous–because she was–but she also hadn’t really planned on becoming a brood mare, either.  Michael assured her that the term ‘brood mare’ and ‘clown car’ were reserved for those with tons of children.  Two was hardly a ton.  Sade begged to differ.

At least being pregnant again took her mind off the recent loss of her mother, Sara.

Being pregnant and caring for a toddler was tiring.  Sade refused to be battered down.  She wouldn’t run out and chop off her hair or switch away from her non-gorgeous clothing.  She simply got up earlier and made time for what she thought was important.  She had hoped to instill her daughter with her need for constant beauty, but more and more, the little girl seemed to favor her shy and book-minded father.

Despite being pregnant and having a toddler, Sade still made time to lecture Kit, too.  From her lofty position of wife and mother, she saw it fit to perhaps give Kit a little ‘guidance’.  It was truly a bizarre thing to behold.

“I know I have tons of best friends, Kit,” Sade began, smiling, “but you’re my favorite.  You really need to calm down.”

Kit gave her a look, “you’re not serious, are you?  How far have I fallen to get lectured by you?”

“Hey!  I’m a mom and a wife.  You’re just a whore.  Who is also pregnant,” Sade sighed, “I mean, you know what I mean.”

Kit did.  Other people would have flown off the handle, but Sade and Kit had been friends too long.  Sade didn’t mince words and perhaps what she said had some truth to it… as bizarre as that concept was.

Grace soon became a child and mirrored her father all the more.  She had her mother’s pale complexion, but she acted exactly like Michael.  They were both very soft-spoken and reticent.  Grace tried to mimic his mannerisms whenever she could, which disturbed Sade greatly.  She loved Michael, but having two of him under one roof was just a bit more than she bargained for.  Perhaps the new baby would be interested in fashion or something vaguely interesting.  All this book learning was boring.

As Sade’s pregnancy progressed, both Michael and Grace were a little surprised at how…big she was getting.  Michael wasn’t about to directly say anything, for fear of losing his head or other important parts, but Grace had no predilection.  She hadn’t quite learned her mother’s temperament when pregnant yet.

“Mom, are you sure you’re all right?  You look like a whale.”

Michael was speechless.  He wanted to save Grace, but could think of nothing.

Sade was silent.  Finally, she spoke, “if my body doesn’t bounce back from this,  I am going to show your father a new use for my ballet bar.”

Other than Sade’s growing belly, life continued as normal.  Michael was quite busy with his new job as the Minister of Education while Grace was pulling perfect grades in school.  She continued to mirror her father and studied things that should have escaped her still-young mind.  Sade spent her time on the phone, always the socialite, even when stuck in the house because she was far too pregnant to be out and about.

Finally, Sade gave birth to twins and the reason for her larger-than-life stomach came to light.  Alexander resembled Michael’s side of the family, as did Charity, having Tracey’s skintone.  Charity managed to nab her mother’s hair color, though, and her eyes while Alexander mirrored his father almost precisely.

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Note from Mao: Poor Sade.  She was not expecting twins and neither was I!  I am HOPING this is it for them.  And their kids are all different shades, LOL!  Which I find hilarious.  At least one of them got Sade’s red hair, yay!  And now, for some funny shots that didn’t quite fit the bill for the actual update:

What a place for your belly to pop!  Sade had just finished puking in that toilet, btw.

Only Sade could be mad at her own daughter for soiling her diaper!

Adora Anderson calls to ask if Sade can talk right while Sade’s in the middle of giving birth to Charity!  Grace’s thought bubble cracks me up.

March 5, 2009

Saunders 2 – Round 24: ‘Carpe Diem, Baby, Pt. 5′

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , — Mao @ 1:55 pm

Gordon Saunders is realizing his immortality as the people he knew in his youth slowly give in to a peaceful death.  Lauren is up next.  Claude is bumbling through being a vampire while Emily is quite pleased with the immunity afforded to her by Gordon.

Claude isn’t quite sure what came over him, but he suddenly had the urge to propose to Emily.  She hadn’t dropped hints or anything, but cutting it off with Kit had been pretty serious business, so why stop there?  He felt bad about what happened with Kit, but hopefully she’d realize that it would never be that way between them.  He loved Emily, which he proved by going against his nature and promising to eventually make her his wife.

Lauren wasn’t quite sure how she felt about the nuptials, but she had little say.  Gordon had bigger news–they were moving.  They had outgrown this place and would be moving to a house more… fitting of their situation.  Lauren was really worried now.  It was bad enough being surrounded by vampires, but now it seemed she’d be stuck in a vampire lair, too!  Gordon promised her he had no such intentions.

The new house was quite luxurious, with accommodations to please everyone.  There was a grand piano for those who were musically inclined and a larger-than-life LCD television for the more discerning viewer.  Claude, of course, nearly watched himself into a stasis, marveling at the huge television, while Emily recaptured her youth on the piano.

Gordon hadn’t missed the news about Tracey’s death.  He saw her obituary in the paper.  It didn’t move him, though he knew Michael would be upset.  Not nearly as upset as most children, seeing as Tracey hadn’t raised him–Lauren did.  It was partially Gordon’s fault, but leaving him with Tracey hadn’t been an option.  Gordon did what he had to in order to protect his family.  Tracey was erratic and untrustworthy.  Who knew how Michael might have turned out if she’d gotten her claws in him too far.

Emily, meanwhile, was trying to integrate herself into the family.  She made friends with Lauren and made her an offer.  Lauren wholeheartedly refused, giving her a look of complete disapproval.

“Stop that,” she hissed, batting Emily away forcefully, “what do you think you’re doing?  You think Gordon and I haven’t already had this talk?  I know what death is like better than anyone.  I got a second chance.  That’s enough for me.  Besides, who wants to be an old and wrinkly vampire?!”

Emily sighed, “I can’t understand why you would want to die.”

“Of course you can’t,” Lauren softened, suddenly sympathetic, “few ever will… but I’m ready.  I won’t fight it.”

Emma came over frequently to see Gordon and make use of the grand piano.  Lauren tried to talk some sense into her, involving the new baby and her responsibilities as an older sister, but her advice fell on deaf ears.  Lauren tried to remember if she had ever been so young and stupid… of course she had.  Everyone had.  She sighed.  What would be would be.

Michael was there when Lauren died.  He had come home from work with her.  They were going to discuss her retirement and his taking of her position.  He didn’t want it, but she insisted with a kind smile and motherly hug.  He had two mothers die on him now, one he scarcely knew and now the one who had raised him.  It seemed wrong, to be forced into grieving twice… but it was the price.  His father would never die and so he would experience this.

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Note from Mao: Emily kept trying to vamp Lauren and Lauren refused her everytime!  They are friends, but Lauren’s got high skills.  Who knows.  She really just wanted to die in peace.  Poor Michael.  LOL he’s had two aspiration failures now…

February 18, 2009

Saunders – Round 24: ‘Twin Differences’

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , — Mao @ 11:53 am

Basil and Virginia haven’t been the best of parents.  Can Daisy and Sage still managed to be well-adjusted teens and eventual adults?

Daisy had found a great joy in her scholastic requirements.  She did her homework dutifully and always loved learning new things in class.  While she was quite the stunner when it came to intelligence, she was awkward and jilted when it came to other people or making friends.  It seemed Sage had taken the berth of that ability.

Sage was a natural with people, both charismatic and endlessly amusing.  She gesticulated wildly and her eyes would widen to the point of madness.  She laughed joyously and always had the best jokes.  She even managed to melt the ice around Jennifer Knight.  They were good friends.  Everyone was good friends with Sage.

It seemed their parents had finally seen the light, too.  Sure, they weren’t model parents, but they did try to somewhat put themselves in their twins’ lives.  They had dinners, they provided for them, they even got them into Private School.  Neither of the twins were quite sure where this change of heart had come from, but weren’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth.  They’d enjoy the companionship of a real family, even if it was a bit too late.

While the twins got along quite well, their differences often caused a rift to form between them.  Sage wasn’t just good with people, she was good with boys, too.  They loved talking to her and she was so witty!  Daisy never knew how to start a conversation, much less how to approach them.  Boys were like some unfathomable mystery to her.  Still, it didn’t help her feeling of loss any.

Of course, once they got bored with Sage–which is to say that Sage’s interest in people was rather shallow–they came to Daisy and that is where they remained.  While Sage only showed a tiny interest in them, Daisy dove headlong into deep, riveting conversations about their hobbies, interest, their life, everything.  She was deeply interest in people.

Meanwhile, Basil had been distracted from his pottery wheel by an abandoned and slightly charred trainset he found hidden away in the house.  With much effort, he brought it out and slowly began to restore it.  It definitely had the whole of his attention.  Virginia wasn’t nearly as interested, more apt to sit and widdle away her days online while her husband absentmindedly played with the train.

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Note from Mao: Sorry for the break, RL sucks.  But we’re back.  Virginia and Basil actually showed an interest in the teens.  Daisy is Knowledge, Sage is Family/Popularity.  The trainset?  Well, I just think it’s really neat, LOL.

February 8, 2009

Saunders 3 – Round 23: ‘Haunting Me, End’

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 12:07 am

Michael and Sade Saunders haven’t been married long, but Sade has found herself in a family way.  Will the well-known narcissist be able to handle bringing another life into the world?

Sade had heard people say before that being pregnant was a mysterious miracle and a pleasure.  Unfortunately, Sade did not think it was any of the above.  It was annoying and it made her feel increasingly ugly and whale-like.  She had striven to be absolutely gorgeous her entire life only to end up a fat, beached whale?  No way!  This baby needed to come out and it needed it come out right now!

Michael, too, was counting down the days to the end of Sade’s pregnancy.  She was not an easy pregnant woman to deal with at all.

It didn’t help that Sade could swear her belly was ten times bigger than most women.  She claimed that it was the world’s way at getting back her for being so outrageously gorgeous.  Michael just nodded and smiled, something he had done recently to avoid any horrific meltdowns.  Sade had her moments, though, and it allowed Michael to enjoy the thought of being a father.  He just hoped Sade was up to the challenge of being a mother.  Maybe somewhere in there, buried deep down, she had the ability to really, truly care for another human being.

One thing that did excite Sade about the upcoming baby was moving.  The apartment was too small for a baby and Michael was insistent on moving back to Boreal Springs.  Their house was in the process of being built and thanks to Michael’s income (and some of Sade’s, too), it was quite stately.  Sade was ecstatic.  She couldn’t wait to tell Kit.  Kit wasn’t nearly as thrilled.  It mean they would see one another less and that Sade was becoming a suburban mom.

“Give me a break,” Sade scoffed, eyes narrowed.  “Suburban moms only wish they could look like me.  Please.”

Kit sighed.  She’d miss Sade’s self-importance and companionship.

Grace came into the world after a grueling labor in which Sade said things that were not fit for young ears (or old ones, either).  Despite being such a pain to get out, Grace herself was cute as a button.  She had her father’s eyes and hair, but her mother’s fair coloring.  She didn’t fuss much and so moving was a cinch.  It wasn’t long until the new family of three was safely nestled in their new home in Boreal Springs.

Unfortunately for Sade, she went out to get the mail one morning only to get the shock of her life.  It hadn’t looked like a bad storm, but apparently, she had been mistaken.  She was lucky to have survived.  It didn’t change her, though.  She was still Sade, no big turn around, no ‘oh my God, I almost died’ change for the better.  Sade was Sade and that was all there was to it.

Still, Sade found that she didn’t exactly mind being a mom.  She kind of enjoyed it.  Grace was beautiful and, obviously, a testament to Sade’s own genetics and gorgeousness.  She was also incredibly soft and she made cute cooing noises.  Sade found herself bonding with the little infant.  She was a mother.  It was difficult to imagine–her in charge of another life, having given birth to the small being she held in her arms.

She loved Grace, but she didn’t love changing diapers.  Ew.

Grace soon blossomed into an even lovelier toddler and was quite spoiled by both her mother and her father.  Michael spent a lot of his spare time with her, teaching her the basics a toddler should (and being harassed by Sade when she insisted he wasn’t doing it right–nevermind that he had been a professor once).  All-in-all, despite having been brought into the world by an eccentric and a narcissist, Grace was off to a good start in life.

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Note from Mao: Poor Sade!  That’s the first sim I’ve had struck by lightning on their home lot before.  She barely made it out of the door when she was struck!  Grace is adorable.  So far, she’s a good mix of both her parents.  I can’t wait to see her as a child!  Also worth noting, Grace is officially tied to EVERY bloodline in Boreal Springs.

February 2, 2009

Saunders 2 – Round 23: ‘Carpe Diem, Baby, Pt. 4′

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , — Mao @ 10:07 am

Lauren is finding herself neck-deep in vampires.  Gordon, the resident criminal mastermind and self-proclaimed underworld mayor of all that he surveys, isn’t too happy about Roman’s meddling with his son.  Claude, meanwhile, is quite enjoying his life as a creature of the night.

Claude was shocked when he managed to get the door to his father’s ever-exclusive study open.  He must have left it unlatched when he left for work.  Even more surprising was the familiar, yet peaked face of Emily.  She was seated on the high back chair looking wholly defeated and hopeless.  Their eyes met slowly and recognition washed over both their faces like an electric pulse.

“Emily?”

“Claude?”

“What are you doing down here?” Claude asked, helping her out of the chair.  Suddenly, he had a thought, “my father found you, didn’t he?”

“I’m sorry, Claude.  I didn’t know what I was getting into… but even so, I mean, despite it all, I’m glad I did.” She smiled, taking his hand.  “Otherwise, I’d still be out there… alone.  Being a vampire isn’t always easy, it’s a very solitary, lonely existence.  I can’t even begin to count how many years I’ve endured.  My parents were vampires and so, I was inducted quite early.”

“It’s all right, I’ll make this okay.  Dad will understand.  I’m not mad, I’m actually kinda happy with this–I mean, being a vampire and all.  And I’m really glad he found you.”

Making it ‘okay’ wasn’t easy.  Emily joined the ranks in the Saunders home, but was forced to go through the gauntlet of dealing with Gordon and explaining herself to Lauren.  Lauren wasn’t immediately accepting of yet another vampire in her home, the one who had changed her baby boy, but what could she do?  Emily made Claude happy, and she seemed genuine.  At least, Gordon assured her she was… and well, if she wasn’t…

For now, Lauren would tolerate it.

Claude, being the type of guy he is, wasn’t quite sure how he’d adjust to the lifestyle of having a ‘serious’ significant other.  They weren’t married or anything, but Emily was really fond of him and he of her.  Still, after awhile, he didn’t even think about it.  Emily was hot, she was technically an older woman, and her accent was hot.  She was all around hot, a straight ten, what more could he ask for?  The vampire thing was a catch with the ladies, but with Emily, it was a shared, mutual experience.  Emily’s reaction everytime they crawled out of their coffins at dusk was evidence of her agreement on the matter.

Plus, they had a lot of fun doing cliched, vampire things like making out (amongst other things) in a graveyard.  They enjoyed lurking in dark clubs and luring away innocent, admittedly stupid, club-goers.  The town was their oyster and while Gordon pleaded with them to be discreet, they also managed to enjoy themselves quite a bit.  Emily wasn’t new to this, she knew how to keep a low profile, but she wasn’t above making the best of the time she had with Claude, either.

When Gordon wasn’t corralling his vampire son and his much older girlfriend or trying to placate his very anxious wife, he was cleaning up other messes and securing friendships that would aid him in the future.  He had been immensely saddened to hear of Lilith Yu’s death, not simply because they had an agreement, but she had become a friend, and she was Tsung’s wife.  Her apprentice and protege, Isolde Anderson, was quick to come to him.  Apparently Lilith had let some thing slip and surprisingly, Isolde was happy to help him with Claude’s problem.  She even brought a potion.

Gordon was hesitant to deal with another Anderson, especially one so closely tied to Roman, but what choice did he have?  For now, Roman was safe, because as much as Gordon hated to admit it, he needed Isolde and her skills.  Isolde had single-handedly saved her uncle’s butt without even knowing it.

Still, Gordon wasn’t sure what he’d do about Claude.  Claude seemed adamant to continue this little play of being a vampire, but Gordon knew better.  The fancy would wear off and his fickle son would grow bored with the life he chose.  What would become of him then, and what of Emily?  Gordon idly stuffed the potion Isolde had given him into the locked drawer.  He would need it, eventually, but not now.

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Note from Mao: Emily is quite pretty, I’m surprised.  She and Claude are ridiculous… but hilarious, too.  Poor Gordon, his hands are tied!  And now you know why Roman hasn’t gotten any payback… Isolde to the unknowing rescue!  Lilith created peace by dying.  She wouldn’t be pleased, we all know much she loved a little chaos!

On another note, Boreal Springs is a year old.  Wow.

January 25, 2009

Saunders – Round 23: ‘Hard to Handle, End’

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 12:36 pm

(Sorry for the lack of updated family picture!  My own fault, forgot to extract the twin’s child pictures before they aged to teen.  D’oh… and as for Aiyana, well, I figured it was already messed up, so why bother, LOL)

Despite their parents almost complete indifference to their existence, the twins managed to get along all right.  They did their homework together and generally spent quite a bit of their time in one another’s company.  School was okay, but they were having a hard time separating and getting along with other kids.  Their bond was a bit stronger than most due to their parents negligence.

Virginia was much too busy trying to turn a profit off of Basil’s obsession.  It was going well, so far.  I mean, it was just a tiny business run out of a side room of their house.  Maybe if they made enough, they could have a bigger venue.  It was also a way to keep Virginia and Basil from having to enter the workforce.  Neither of them were too keen on that idea, as much as Damien tried to push it.  Sometime after Aiyana’s death, he retired and now they were living on his pension.

Of course, the old can’t go on forever, no matter how much they wish they could.  Damien was forced to leave his granddaughters in the care of their inept parents.  Death wouldn’t take no for an answer, and wasn’t too keen on Damien’s excuses.  He shoved a tropical drink in his hand and drug Damien off to the other side.

Basil dealt with the death of Damien the only way he really knew how, but spending even more time obsessing over his pottery wheel.  It had truly become a worrisome habit, he rarely left.  The girls were growing rapidly, but he’d have no idea, because he never left that room.

Virginia saw them, but paid them no mind.  She was much too busy trying to make the business work.  Damien was dead and his pension with him.  She had to find a source of income that didn’t involve hard, manual labor.  She was much too pretty for that!  The twins had come to ignore her as much as she ignored them.

While they had issue making friends at first, Daisy seemed to come out of her shell much quicker than her twin, Sage.  She met the eccentric Rosa Anderson.  The two bonded in the fact that neither of them looked like they belonged in their respective families.  Rosa was odd and Daisy was friendly.  They get on quite well.  This was definitely a good thing, as tensions had been growing between Sage and Daisy recently…

Sage had begun bullying Daisy, not out of cruelty, but simply as an outlet.  They were siblings and as a rule of nature, siblings fought.  At first, Daisy took it in stride, but eventually, enough was enough!

She began to fight back, much to Sage’s surprise.  The two tormented each other quite ruthlessly, but it didn’t seem to change anything.  They’d be angry for awhile and then resume their usual routinue.  It just seemed to be a way to let off some steam.

At the end of the day, they were still together.  Daisy was the only one who could sleep through Sage playing noisy video games.

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Note from Mao: Torment is hilarious!  I love it.  The pocket thing and then the hands in the face thing.  I keep imagining them going, “I’m not touching you!” over and over.  Silly kids.  But they get along, nonetheless.  Basil and Virginia really do ignore them.  These kids live off leftovers!

January 17, 2009

Saunders 3 – Round 22: ‘Haunting Me, Pt. 2′

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 11:06 am

Michael Saunders has finally accepted Sade O`Hanlon’s advances.  Talk about an ‘odd couple’–quiet, reserved, and intellectual meets vain, outgoing, and brash.

Of course, as soon as Fou-Lu vacated the premises, Sade was finally able to convince Michael to convert his room for better use and let her stay with him.  Her motives were questionable, but nevertheless, she got her way.  Still, the poor couch.  What can you expect?  Young couple, apartment, and alone time.  The couch will have to deal.

Michael gave up his former job that had him going all over and instead accepted a position his stepmother, Lauren, had offered him.  He was a principal at the local high school.  It didn’t exactly make use of his mental faculties, but he was hoping to move up to the collegiate level.  Sade, meanwhile, was busy either modeling or dancing.  Regardless, she was obsessive about being ‘thin’ to the point of demanding Fou-Lu’s former room be her little workout area.

The routine was quickly ended when Michael told her, before heading off to work early one morning, that they were going downtown and to look nice.  Not that she didn’t now, but well, formally nice.

As soon as he was gone from the apartment building, Sade called Kit and demanded she come over right now.  Kit obliged, not having anything better to do, and found Sade near hyperventilation.  She couldn’t tell if it because she was upset or happy.

“Sade?”

“I think he’s going to propose to me!”

Kit gave her a look.  Sade, married.  It was a scary thought.  Sade married to Michael, scarier.  Michael was attractive, terribly so–smart, quiet, all of that.  Shame Kit hadn’t noticed earlier.  “Are you sure?”

“He told me to wear something nice because we are going out tonight,” Sade rambled quickly, dragging Kit into the workout room.  “I need your help.”

“What do you think?” Sade asked, having changed into her proposed ‘formal wear’.  “Too much?”

Kit blinked, “no, it looks nice, Sade, but… do you want him to propose or jump you in the restaurant?”

Sade smiled, “you think?  Nah, you know he wouldn’t.  Come on, seriously.  Is it bad?”

“No, no, it looks good.”

“Now I’m really glad I’ve been in that show where I interpratively dance wearing nothing but two ribbons.  My body is tight!”

“Does Michael know about that?”

“Okay, Kit, time to go!” Sade replied, pushing her best friend out the door, failing to answer her question.

Michael arrived home not long after and was happy to see that Sade had obliged him without question.  He knew she probably had a vague idea as to why he had thrown the hint out there, but hoped it would still be a slight surprise.  For once, Sade was relatively calm and tame.  There were no outbursts or fits and she didn’t even complain or threaten to maim the waiter when he nearly spilled water all over her.  She was entirely focused on Michael, almost too focused.  He was beginning to worry.  Bottled up Sade rage aimed at him was not something he particularly wanted.

When he finally got to proposing, she toyed with him.  She couldn’t hide the excitement that crossed her face first, but she quickly tried to push it aside.  She held up the ring, as if inspecting it.  Very nice.  But she kept her face neutral.  She slipped it onto her hand and looked at it, holding it under the light.  It was almost as if she were a jeweller scaling a diamond.  Finally, the guise dropped–along with Michael’s stomach–and she said yes, but not before nearly jumping him in the restaurant.

Michael had to practically pry her off so they could leave.  PDA of this level was not within his comfort zone, especially not when this creepy old guy at another table kept staring at Sade in an inappropriate way.

They were married outdoors, at a newly build park in Boreal Springs, with both of their family, and extended family attending.  It was one of the few times anyone would ever see evidence that Sade truly was Nathaniel’s daughter, for her pointed ears were definitely on display, even if hidden a bit by the veil.  Thankfully, the wedding was fairly quick and therefore, the awkwardness of Michael’s two mothers, was avoided.  Gordon and Claude were not present for obvious reasons.

A few months later, Sade stopped Michael before she was supposed to go to work.  Instead of being dressed in the newest couture–Kit had slipped about the ribbon job to Michael and Sade had found herself looking for another job—she was still wearing her pajamas.

“Am I getting fat?” She asked, looking down.  She looked the same as ever, though there was some weight on her stomach.  Nothing atrocious.

“Is this a trick question?” Michael asked dubiously.  “Is this one of the questions where, no matter what I say, you end up yelling at me?  I don’t like those questions, Sade.”

She growled, throwing her arms into the air and headed back into the bedroom to change, “You’re not help at all!”

Michael shuddered and quickly realized he had to go visit his stepmother.  Dealing with Sade lately had been like putting your hand in a box full of cacti.

Shortly after Michael left, Sade found she was unable to change, too overcome by the urge to, well, vomit.  She continued to do so for an hour before calling off work.  Did she have food poisoning?  Worse yet, was she puling because she was fat? She’d have to ask Kit if that was a side effect of not being incredibly thin and gorgeous…

Michael had no idea Sade was ill, nor did he know she hadn’t gone to work.  He came home to an empty house, one of his subordinates following behind.  Viola O`Hanlon was technically his sister-in-law.  He wanted to give her some help before he left to go to Boreal Summet University administration, so he had invited her so they could talk it over.

Viola, on the other hand, was wishing she had seen Michael before Patrick.  She had grown to love Patrick, but Michael was the kind of attractive where he had no idea.  And that was attractive.  Not to mention they both had the same minds when it came to education and children.

Michael was gone for a weekend, visiting Boreal Summit University and going over the finalities of his application process.  He happily accepted the job as a College Professor–with hopes of moving up to Dean of Students–and returned home only to find the TV was broke.  He wasn’t quite sure where Sade was, as she should have been home when he got there.  She finally came in sometime later, standing behind him.  He didn’t turn to look, too absorbed in trying to fix the stupid TV.  His father had a way with electronics, he had tried to teach Michael, but well, Michael wasn’t his father.

“Michael,” Sade said timidly, as startling way for her to speak after so many outbursts.

“Where were you?” He asked, still focusing on the TV.  “I’ve been home for two hours.”

“I had an appointment at the hospital,” Sade replied, hands resting suddenly on her stomach.  “I’m pregnant.”

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Note from Mao: Sorry this one is so long.  I had more pictures.  :b  It’s like the Patrick and Viola update.  Too much happened, but I tried to slim it down.  I really enjoy playing these two, because Sade?  Is a horrible pregnant person to deal with.  Poor Michael.  Anytime he tries to talk to her or be all romantic she gets mad and shoos him away, LOL.  Sade does not like ‘being fat’ at all.  Viola also kept following Michael home AND Kit kept coming over when Sade wasn’t home.  They both have three bolts for him.  I also had NOT planned on Sade getting knocked up so early on ((glares at Michael)).  I even had them scheduled to go on vacation, I had to cancel it. Their wedding was also me testing a very modified King’s Park to be used for weddings.  I had to cut to one picture for length.  Tracey and Lauren shared many glares.

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