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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Forgotten
« Reply #575 on: March 14, 2015, 10:11:46 PM »
Oh, Edward! What a character  ;D Great to see Eveline learning her witch powers too!
I love Edward, he's really got some personality. Eveline is definitely getting more powerful. I can't wait for the coming updates.


And the tradition continues!

Aww, I had almost forgotten about Thomas. That just such a sweet moment between mum and daughter.

Welcome back! I missed this story immensely.
Yes! Indeed it does! And you know, I had almost completely forgotten about Thomas myself, then I went back through and had a doge moment, "such feels, much emotions, very sadness." I was going back through and re-reading some parts of the story to get my collections for the end (sad, sad, sadness, the end is already approaching) in order and man was I tearing up at some points. I'm so attached to this family I have no idea what I'm going to do when this is all over. Start again? I'll figure something out, I'm sure. I just look back on some of those older pictures and get a little emotional. Man, when I write the final few chapters and epilogue I'm probably going to be balling my eyes out.

Thanks for the welcome! This story is my baby... sometimes it's hard to believe I ever left it alone for such a time.


Anyways, onward to a short update.

Forgotten
It was cold.

Strange that's the first thing I remember. It was raining, and it was cold.



Bridgeport is beautiful this time of year, but I don't remember caring about that. I just remember trying very hard to focus on my fingers and toes - as I worried I would lose them to the numbness if I wasn't careful. It was just supposed to be a trip to the park. A family trip.

Family.

Who am I kidding? She definitely wasn't my family. I would have given anything in the world for a real family. All I ever wanted was to be loved and accepted. Now... I'll never be. I wanted someone to make me soup when I was ill, someone I could be myself around. I never needed a lot of money or material things. Rather just someone to chase away the nightmares at night. Now? Now I am the nightmare.

Where was I? Oh right. It was cold.
She had gotten distracted again by those stupid photographers. It's all about the show. If I had known that, I would've asked to stay home that day. Not that she would've let me. Now all I could do was use whatever strength I had left to try to make it home. No, that wasn't it. Where was I going? I can't remember anymore. It's all so fuzzy.



I think I was 10. No... that can't be right, it was 8 years ago. I'm pretty sure I'm 17; well that would make me 9, wouldn't it? Ah, what does it matter anymore, it's all semantics. I was just a kid, a kid who was very far from where he needed to be, in the dark, rainy springtime in Bridgeport. 

Why was I so cold? It should have been nearing summertime. Watcher, I wish my memory were less blurry. Weren't my clothes sufficient? I know we had plenty of money... oh. Right.



We did have plenty of money, but I wasn't allowed to wear what I wanted. I wore what she told me to - what would look good for her. Unfortunately that also meant less layers for me. I remember as I was walking, I walked past my favorite store - and for a brief moment I looked in and saw... oh... crap... what was it? It was something I really wanted though. Guess it must have been trivial, I can't even recall it now. Maybe some kind of shirt? Yes. That's what it was. That alien shirt, the one with the long sleeves. Sleeves seemed so glorious at that moment, but wouldn't anyone be excited to see something warm after being so cold? I don't even think I cared about the alien on it anymore, just thinking about being warm sounded better than where I was, and the walk felt so dreadful - like my destination was always one step further than every step I would take.

Yet, it wasn't dreadful. Not nearly as dreadful as what was coming. I was just shuffling along down the empty main road, hoping to look up and suddenly see my destination, when instead I saw him.



He was the very definition of "Stranger-Danger." I may have complained multiple times that it was cold outside at this point, but for some reason, being around him made the temperature drop even further. I could see my breath outside that day, but the second this man approached me I suddenly felt the most chilling sensation of my life. It was almost paralyzing.

He was big, but his footprints made no sound.



This is where my memory really gets fuzzy. He said something to me, probably some sarcastic remark about if I was lost, I'm not even sure anymore. I just kept my eyes to the sopping wet ground, afraid to make eye-contact.

The last thing I remember - I remember so clearly. It still haunts my every waking nightmare.

I looked up at him... and I knew it was the end. I can still see his eyes piercing through my soul.



Everything else after that is forgotten.

Just like me.




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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Hunted
« Reply #577 on: March 15, 2015, 11:37:27 PM »
Ooh! Fascinating! Looks like Grim to me... :o

I guess we'll just have to see...  ::) Anyways, [insert apology here for lots of banter and not very many pictures to break it up] here comes another update!

Hunted
Alec looked unamused as he watched his daughter eat the last bite of her breakfast.
"Wouldn't you prefer some longjohns or something?"

"Longjohns, eh?" Eveline smirked. "Perhaps I'll look into a pair..." She set down her fork very formally on her plate and put her hands together in her lap. "So... dad... did I tell you how awesome you are today?"
Alec stopped eating immediately and looked at his daughter with skepticism.  "So... Eveline... you want to tell me what you're really trying to say?" He mocked her tone a little.
Eveline slouched and puckered her lips, "fine. Prom is tomorrow, I want to go." She paused for a minute and put on her best smile, "please?"
Alec groaned, "Prom? Already? You just got back into town two days ago, and literally only had one day of school due to Spooky Day!"
"Please dad! I really want to go! It's going to be fun!"
Majnun put his fork down and raised his eyebrows, "is that weakling Stanley going to be there?"
Eveline tilted her head - it actually took her a minute to connect the dots. "Ivan? Yeah probably."
"Then no." Majnun said firmly.
Eveline shot up in her seat. "What?! Why! That's so not fair grandpa! We aren't even going together!"
"Yeah dad, that's a little harsh even for you;" Alec took another bite of his food and sighed, "yeah, sure, Ev. Go ahead, just do me a favor and try not to get caught by the police when you stay out after curfew."
Eveline squealed, "yay!" She jumped up from her seat and kissed her Alec's cheek, who was grinning from getting to be the good guy. Majnun started grumbling under his breath. "Perhaps when my greatest-dad-in-the-world becomes the Mayor he can adjust the curfew a little?"
"Don't push your luck." Alec laughed.
Eveline shrugged, "was worth a shot."
"Hey, well, when I do become Leader of the Free world, how about I call you in and you can petition for a later curfew? Until then, just try not to get dragged off by the police..." Then Alec straightened and cleared his throat loudly, "I mean - be a good girl and be back by curfew, because obviously, curfews are there for a reason." His tone was dripping with sarcasm.
Eveline laughed and ran off to get ready for school while Alec finished up his breakfast. Majnun had grabbed his empty plate and Eveline's while scowling and grumbling under his breath about something.
"You ok there, dad?" Alec asked, raising his eyebrow. He knew his dad wasn't ever really "ok" but even now he seemed to be acting crazier than usual, and that's saying something.
Majnun - deep in thought of his own - snapped to look up at Alec and for a moment Alec could see the cold calculations going on behind Majnun's eyes. Soon after making brief eye-contact, Majnun's eyes softened and he went back to rambling gibberish.

His father was definitely in the works with something, but Alec couldn't figure out what it was.

The day went on, Majnun went out to take care of a few errands while Alec got ready for work. His fingers twiddled with his phone before he decided to send Mary a text telling her that he loved her. He needed to speak with her, but their schedules couldn't be farther apart than they are now. Mary was usually up and gone by the time Alec would have finally drifted off to the hard sleep, and she would usually be pretty exhausted and ready for bed by the time Alec was getting home. Alec sat down at the edge of the bed, "I wish you would tell me what's going through your head Mary." He sighed.

The lunch bell rang at Bridgeport High, Eveline removed her hands from around her ears as it ended - she had grown very good at telling time from the way students sat. From nine until around eleven kids would be slumping, still creatures huddled over their desks; once it was eleven-thirty though, the whole place came to life slowly. More kids would look towards the wall above the door - the place Eveline had determined must have the clock - either that or the students all had some sort of fixation on a picture that was triggered at the same time every day which seemed far less likely.
"Hey, Ev? You coming to lunch or what?" Ivan called from the doorway.
Eveline shrugged, "yeah, yeah, I'm coming. I just had to wait until my head stopped spinning from that stupid bell. Watcher it aches to hear that stupid thing." She massaged her temples tenderly.
"Can't you just 'magic' it away?" Ivan teased, ever since she told him about her magical abilities he hasn't let up.
"I'll 'magic' you away if you don't shut it." She retorted, she picked up her books and shoved them into his arms. "Your turn for book duty." She smiled charmingly.
"Why do you even have books again?" Ivan opened one of her workbooks to find scrawl all over the pages, he laughed. "I see you took your history assignment seriously..."
"I can't help it that the history teacher is a moron." Eveline made a face and mocked, "do page 43 in your workbooks tonight students. Ugh! Like I can even tell which is page 43. You know what she told me? She told me I need to have my parents help me! My PARENTS." Eveline gave a cold, short laugh.
"Did you?"
"No! Of course not. I asked my grandpa."
"That explains why you used your math book for it."
Eveline shrugged. "I did what she asked, I answered all the questions on the page. Whether or not she can read them is her choice."
"You'll be lucky to graduate at this rate."
Eveline sighed. "Whatever."
The two sat down in the corner of the cafeteria and ate; it had grown eerily quiet between the two when suddenly Ivan sat up. "Did you tell someone else about your... capabilities?"
Eveline cocked an eyebrow, "no, why?"
Ivan eased a little, "probably better if it's kept that way." He shrugged.
"That's not all, what aren't you telling me, Ivan?" Eveline didn't bother to look up from her food as she mashed it all together in the center of her plate - she found most cafeteria food disgusting; thankfully she didn't have to see it, otherwise she never would eat lunch at school.
"Some of the upperclassmen are starting to talk about you now Ev."
"So?" She shrugged, "most people haven't seen a blind girl before, at least, that's the way they act. Heck, I even had someone start talking slower to me because they assumed that since I was blind that I couldn't hear or understand them." Eveline shoved her tray away.
"Heh, idiot." Ivan muttered, "but there's already a rumor going about that you're some kind of magician or something. I just thought I'd warn you that it's probably not a good idea to tell everyone about your... gifts."
Eveline sighed hard, "it's called magic, Ivan. M-a-gic." Eveline sounded it out for him. "Thus far you're the only one who knows, and that partially because you met my grandpa."
"Still can't wrap my head around him either." Ivan said, shoving another bite of what he presumed to be mashed potatoes in his mouth. His face soured when he realized it wasn't.
"You get used to him in time, say, what are we doing tonight?"
"Well, it's the last nice day out of the year, perhaps we should go to the park?"
"Park sounds good." Eveline nodded, "though the best weather is yet to come. I can't wait for the winter." She sighed and stretched before standing up and grabbing both of their trays and heading off to class.
Ivan remained seated and sighed, "I hate the cold."

"The fall festival is still here, I didn't think it would be!" Eveline cheered happily, she ran out ahead of Ivan into the bright park.
"Hey, Eveline?" Ivan spoke with a hushed voice.

"What is it Ivan?" Eveline turned and looked in his direction to show that she was paying attention. Her voice dropped, "and why are you whispering?"
"Do you ever..." He looked around skeptically.
"Do I ever...?"
"Do you ever feel like someone is watching you?"
Eveline rolled her eyes, "don't be paranoid, of course not! Oh! Last place bobbing for apples has book duty for the ALL of next week!" 







Eveline leaned slightly and pushed against Ivan's shoulder as they hovered over the tub of apples and water.

"You're going down, Reaper." Ivan jeered.
"Not on your life, Ivan!"

A few minutes later, both came out soaked and shivering, with Ivan as champion.
"I do believe that's book duty for you for the next week, Ev."
Eveline stuck her tongue out in his direction. "Alright, I'm soaked, I'm going to go change." She skipped over to the buildings nearby but stopped and groaned loudly. "IVAN!" She called to him.
"What?" He groaned back.
"Which one is the women's one?!"
"Left!"
Eveline nodded and started for the door.
"OTHER LEFT!"
"Oh! Oops!" She bumped into a guy awkwardly as she turned and went for the other door. She changed into warmer pants and her jacket and suddenly she started to feel it. A slight prickling on the back of her neck. She shifted uncomfortably and checked to see if anyone was in earshot radius of her with her magic. "Watcher?" She whispered.
Yes dear?
"Just checking." She whispered. She rolled her shoulders and relaxed her stance. "Ivan's just got me all paranoid, that's all."
Well, I'll be out checking on your parents if you need me.
"Thanks." She threw her wet clothes into her bookbag and headed out for the swingset. She grabbed a seat and drifted off into thought, but before she could get too far she got that feeling again.







She rubbed the back of her neck to sooth down the tingling she got. She closed her eyes and took a meditative breath in like her mother taught her. As she exhaled, her radius of her vision grew larger and larger. She inhaled again and her vision shrunk as she did, only as she exhaled and it grew even farther. Nothing out of the ordinary. A few kids begging for sweets, the two merchants complaining on their breaks, the woman exiting the haunted house as she tries to hide that she peed herself, cars passing by. Truly bland and boring. What else was she expecting? She shrugged and released her field of view for her much smaller one. She could practically hear her mother's voice, "conserve your energy. Try not to waste it."
"Is this seat taken?" Ivan chirped, causing Eveline to jump.
"WATCHER IVAN! Don't scare me like that!" Eveline scolded.
Ivan laughed and sat down next to her.

"You looked awfully deep in thought." Ivan commented.
"Just thinking about what you mentioned earlier, about being watched and all." Eveline shrugged. "I guess I was just making sure that we weren't."
"Who's paranoid now?"
"You are, because there's nothing there. I checked." Eveline stated matter-of-factly.
Ivan shook his head, "sure thing Ev, sure thing."
"Did you ask Elspeth to the prom yet?" Eveline asked, dying to change the topic of the conversation.







"Nope, she's apparently dating some other guy at school."
"Doesn't mean she'll say no."
"Yeah, it actually does." Ivan corrected.
"Ah, but what does he have on you, asides, well, being awesome and everything she's looking for?" Eveline teased.
Ivan rolled his eyes, though he knew Eveline couldn't see it. "What about you, did you ask anyone to the Prom?"
"Nope! I'm going to fly solo!" Eveline grinned. "Besides, isn't it supposed to be the guys who ask the girls?"
"I never took you for a traditionalist..."
"I'm not! It's just that most people are, and I haven't even gotten the chance to turn someone down!" Eveline scowled. "No one wants to deal with the blind girl."
"Well, you would be the absolute worst dance partner ever." Ivan stated.
"Ouch! That's rude."
Ivan kicked her shoe. "It's true! Do you know how often you run into other people? That's even when they're giving you a wide girth."
Eveline took a swing for his but missed and simply grumbled, "oh whatever. It's not like I wanted to go with anyone anyways." She said with more emotion than she expected.
"For a while there I thought..." Ivan stopped, "nah, I'm not going to say anything."
"What?" Eveline gave Ivan her full attention now, "what?!" She asked again.
"I could've sworn I saw some kid staring at you earlier in the lunchroom. I had never seen him before though. Was really weird."
"Staring? Like how staring? Like the paranoid staring you were talking about earlier? If so... that's got nothing to do with Prom." Eveline smirked.
"I don't know! Geez! I just turned and looked once and he was there, but when I went to look again he was gone! It was really strange."
"Then how do you know that he was staring at me huh?"

"Just a gut feeling. It wasn't a bad kind of a stare, just... kind of like the one I see all the guys giving Elspeth all the time. He was dressed kind of oddly, and his hair was some weird color. I couldn't see from where I was, but I think it was blue. Maybe it's just the lighting though."
"Are you sure you weren't hallucinating?" Eveline teased. "Blue hair? At least I'll be able to spot him."
"I wasn't hallucinating! I know it! He WAS there! He just must have walked away as I went to look again."
"Mhm. Way to miss the blind joke too. You're really on top of your game there, Ivan."
"Shut up. I know what color hair he has doesn't matter to you, I just remember it because it was odd."
"Odd indeed. Well, was he cute?"
"Are you seriously asking me if I thought the guy - whom we both know as I've already addressed that I only saw for a split second - was cute? Have you forgotten, Ev? I'm a DUDE."
"I think Elspeth is cute, there's nothing wrong with objectively thinking someone is cute."
Ivan shook his head, "I only saw him for two seconds." He sighed and stood up, "anyways, I gotta get home, will you be ok Ev?"

"Wha-? You're leaving?! Why! It's not even... wait... what time is it even?"
Ivan checked his phone, "it's 8:15."
"It's not even CLOSE to curfew yet and you're leaving me?! Come on!" Eveline slumped forward on the swing.
"Sorry Ev, I just have to be somewhere, that's all!"
"Ugh, you're so LAME." Eveline emphasized 'lame' and stuck her tongue out at him.
"You know it!" Ivan laughed as he started to walk away, he waved his hand back at her. "See you at Prom tomorrow?"
"I can't wait!" Eveline squealed.
And then she was alone. She waited a few more minutes alone on the swing before getting up and heading for the center of downtown. "At least it's a nice night for a walk."


Eveline had made it to the main strip by the theater when she got that feeling again. She rolled her neck with discomfort and weighed her options. She could go home, but that seemed lame, as the night was still young. She's been a teenager in the city for only a short while and yet she hasn't done anything reckless! That needed to be rectified, so calling for a cab and going home was out. She could call friends to hang out with, but when she thought on it, the only person she seemed to tolerate was Ivan, and even then there was only so much she could take. She closed her eyes again and got a good look around, only this time... maybe she did see something? The form was there and gone so fast she couldn't make it out that well. Eveline felt her stomach drop. Where was everyone?







Suddenly an idea dawned on her. Bear! Why didn't she think of that sooner? She always felt better with Bear around. She felt the energies around her come alive as she tapped into her seemingly-endless Magical Potential. She took in a deep breath and started her pool.

She had been alone when she started, but suddenly she heard the door behind her open and close.
"Crap." She whispered under her breath. She couldn't stop now though, the spell would backfire horribly, so she kept summoning.

"What in the world are you doing?!" It was a man's voice, or something to that effect. Eveline couldn't focus on anything but her spell to really get a good look. "Are you crazy?!"

Suddenly the spell had gathered enough energy, she let it loose and was greeted by her very familiar and dear friend.

Bear greeted his master happily.

"I'm glad to see you too, Bear." She smiled.
"You really should be more careful that no one else sees you doing something like that."

Eveline stood up immediately. She had completely forgotten there had been someone who had seen her! She turned quickly to discover that he was a mere foot away. She hadn't even heard him move closer. She swallowed hard. "I just needed my seeing-eye dog, that's all."
"If you're going to try and play off that you just summoned a dog here, it's not happening." His voice seemed amused.
Eveline sized up the man who approached her but found him to be only a teen. She straightened and shrugged. "I thought I was alone... who are you anyways to tell me what I should and shouldn't do?"
The boy tilted his head to the side, and for once in her life Eveline wished she weren't blind so she should judge his facial expressions. He finally tilted his head forward and spoke, "ah, forgive me." He bent forward and bowed slightly to her. "My name is Jupiter."

The boy had paused and added, "Jupiter Belle."
Eveline paused, she hadn't been greeted by anyone but her family in such a proper manner, she almost forgot how to proceed. She held her hand out. "Eveline." She nodded her head politely.
He took her hand in his and she felt her heart stop for a moment. She swallowed as he pressed his lips to her hand.

He held her hand for a moment longer, or perhaps Eveline was just imagining that before he let it go gently. "Eveline...?" He asked in a manner which inquired about her last name.

"Just Eveline, if you don't mind." She stated quietly, all had been forgotten from earlier.
"Well, 'Just Eveline,'" his voice seemed very warm, and Eveline had taken note of it. "Please take caution to not draw on your magic while you're out and about. There are a great many people out there who would take advantage of such a situation."
Eveline's face grew hot and her temper flared with it, "I'm capable of handling myself, thank you."
Bear had taken a step closer to his master, putting on his protective face, he lifted his lip slightly into a snarl to show how much he meant business.
Jupiter nodded, "forgive me if I've overstepped myself."
Eveline felt disarmed. No one has ever backed down from her when she issued such a challenge before, which left her feeling as if she may have pushed too hard. "No, I'm sorry. I... I'm not used to people treating me... like I can actually handle myself."
There was a stretch of quiet while Jupiter thought on what to say, Eveline felt uneasy, like she could count the seconds of silence. Did she say something wrong? "Why is that?" He responded curiously.
Eveline's head fell in disbelief and she waved her hand in front of her face. "Let's just say my vision's not the best." She said sarcastically.
Jupiter laughed quietly, "oh really now? It seems just fine to me."
Eveline felt her face flush. She just couldn't figure this guy out. First he was overly polite and quiet, and now he's throwing wit at her? What's going on? "You're joking, right?!" She asked, growing slightly impatient.
Jupiter shook his head, "of course not. I just couldn't help but notice that you have an impeccable sense of knowing exactly where everything is. Blind or not, you can definitely see just fine."
Eveline was again, disarmed, she looked down towards the ground as she sorted her thoughts.
"Is everything alright?" He asked kindly.
"Huh?" Eveline looked back towards him, "oh, yeah. Do you happen to know what time it is?"
Jupiter made a humming sound as he shifted, likely to look at a watch, "oh dear, I hadn't realized how late it had gotten. It's 9:30."
"Late? That's not late at all." Eveline commented. "Why does everyone feel a need to crap out on me before it's even 10!"
"Ah, that's not what I meant," Jupiter commented, "I'm late for - well... a gathering. From my point of view I'd say it's rather early, actually. Would you like a ride home?"
Eveline adjusted herself, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, "I'm good, thank you though."
"Of course."
Eveline patted Bear's head, "is there a chance you're going to prom tomorrow?" She couldn't believe what she said as soon as the words left her mouth. She felt like she was dying of embarrassment inside.
"Perhaps," she could almost hear the smirk in his voice, oh why did she open her mouth? "Will you be attending?" His voice seemed level and controlled, while Eveline was struggling to keep herself together it seemed.
Eveline, whose face had gone a bright pink by now to match her shirt, shifted like she was a shy person beneath a spotlight. "Uh... well yeah, I was planning on going alone. It seems like it's going to be a lot of fun."
Jupiter paused for a minute, "yeah, it does. I suppose it would be fun to go. I'll see you there, then?"
Eveline gathered herself and nodded, "that sounds great!" Then she remembered what Ivan had said earlier and chuckled, "I'll be the one stepping on everyone's feet!"
"I'll wear my steel-toed shoes then." There was a lightness in his voice, a joyful tone almost.
"Good luck with your... meeting thing... I'll see you around." Eveline waved and she took off running, "come on, Bear! Guess we're going home since there's nothing else to do in this ridiculous city!"
Jupiter bent forward and bowed slightly. He watched her briefly as she left, "I certainly hope so."




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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Hunted
« Reply #579 on: March 18, 2015, 07:29:56 AM »
Wow, I'm glad I caught up (and didn't miss so much). But there's a little voice in me telling me to backread, to way back. But I've got to say it while I still can, Jupiter is probably my next Aiden. Don't disappoint me, Livvie!  *evil laughter

PS. I smell a black dragon.
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« Reply #580 on: March 18, 2015, 05:06:48 PM »
The Mysterious Mr. Jupiter...can't wait to see what he's up to...
Heh, I'm having way too much fun writing this story! There will be an update coming soon, right now I'm playing other branches of this family so I can re-tie it back together. It's looking promising.


Wow, I'm glad I caught up (and didn't miss so much). But there's a little voice in me telling me to backread, to way back. But I've got to say it while I still can, Jupiter is probably my next Aiden. Don't disappoint me, Livvie!  *evil laughter

PS. I smell a black dragon.
Haha, I've actually been re-reading a lot of this myself (and cringing at points, my writing has improved and degraded in some spots). I went through and found some of the most heartwarming pictures. I've got some great ideas for some finale chapters, a lot of them being a "remember this" moment. I teared up a few times even when reading because I forgot how much I adored the pieces of this family. When this is over I'm not sure what I'm going to do with myself.

Backread if you'd like, I do it for fun and to make me feel the progression. It's so hard to believe how far everyone has come. Jupiter is a doll, though if you must know, and perhaps this is a hint, but he is an original townie [ ::) ::) ;) ]. I hope to not disappoint! I would never wish to disappoint ever!
Just wait though, Jupiter is totally adorable with the right makeover. I'm surprised he wasn't more popular... >.>

P.S. Black Dragon? Of course the dragon will be a black dragon... EVERYTHING is black to Eveline!  ;)

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Hunted
« Reply #581 on: March 27, 2015, 11:17:44 AM »
Backread if you'd like, I do it for fun and to make me feel the progression. It's so hard to believe how far everyone has come. Jupiter is a doll, though if you must know, and perhaps this is a hint, but he is an original townie [ ::) ::) ;) ]. I hope to not disappoint! I would never wish to disappoint ever!
Just wait though, Jupiter is totally adorable with the right makeover. I'm surprised he wasn't more popular... >.>


I'd just like to confirm that this is Bridgeport you're playing? Sometimes I wonder if my brain's at where it should be. If yes, I hate Bridgeport. I see too much of the city that I don't really like playing it in the game. Actually, I don't like having to wait at the elevator (in the game). Of course, I'm waiting for Jupiter! I'm sure I'm not the only one.  :-X

PS. While I'm reluctant with endings, I look forward to those *Remember this moments.
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I, Iridessa: 3rd [What happens at home]

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Blood of the Mayfair: 32nd [Hail Rain and Sunshine]

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Hunted
« Reply #582 on: April 10, 2015, 07:13:45 PM »
Hmmmm, scary possibly cultist guy?  Yep.  Prime choice for prom date! 
Must say, I love that Bear's still part of the action.  He lends a certain connectedness to the whole story and I rather appreciate it.

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Hunted
« Reply #583 on: May 04, 2015, 12:24:53 PM »
Several sets of eyes on Eveline, I think there's plenty of people out to get her, and I think Jupiter is either very shy around Eveline or he's planning to help either those after her, or her to get out of trouble.

This is fun to read so thanks for making it :D
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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Divided
« Reply #584 on: May 18, 2015, 12:05:15 AM »
I'd just like to confirm that this is Bridgeport you're playing? Sometimes I wonder if my brain's at where it should be. If yes, I hate Bridgeport. I see too much of the city that I don't really like playing it in the game. Actually, I don't like having to wait at the elevator (in the game). Of course, I'm waiting for Jupiter! I'm sure I'm not the only one.  :-X

PS. While I'm reluctant with endings, I look forward to those *Remember this moments.
Yes. Bridgeport indeed! I hate Bridgeport as well! Laggy, full, and crash-a-polooza, ah, but what I do for my stories!
The elevators are the WORST. Ugh. As you can see, I've avoided ALL elevators at ALL costs. Ah, my Jupiter, he's a cutie, no?

I so can't wait. I'm compiling my "memory" moments as we speak. I'll be crying as I write it, I'm sure.


Hmmmm, scary possibly cultist guy?  Yep.  Prime choice for prom date! 
Must say, I love that Bear's still part of the action.  He lends a certain connectedness to the whole story and I rather appreciate it.
Hehehehehehe. (rubs hands together maliciously), scary cultist guy indeed.

Bear always has a special place in my heart.  ;D ;D


Several sets of eyes on Eveline, I think there's plenty of people out to get her, and I think Jupiter is either very shy around Eveline or he's planning to help either those after her, or her to get out of trouble.

This is fun to read so thanks for making it :D
Someone is good at reading my mind, but I won't tell you which part is right or wrong.  ::) ;) Thank you my dear friend for reading! I always enjoy my Reapers, unfortunately I've been preoccupied with many other things as of late, and these past several months have lead to me neglecting my stories. It always warms my heart to see that someone, somewhere is out there still reading it.


So, little announcement: The Family Tree now contains major spoilers. Please look at that with caution. You have been warned.

Also, apologies for the update. I'm not really happy with it, I've contemplated this update for a long time and have spent days piling up the right pictures for it... I just spent 5 hours writing it too, but I'm just not happy with how it turned out. I'm going to go ahead and post it anyways. Maybe one day I'll come back and rewrite everything, but I'm a little burned out to be re-writing the WHOLE thing right now, and I've been dying to update so I'm content to leave it where things are. I hope things are vague enough, but they might not be, and it might have gotten a bit rushed at the end, so forgive me for that. Please enjoy, my dear readers.


Divided


~10:00 PM~
-The Outskirts of Bridgeport-


Rain would be beautiful if it weren't so cold this time of year. Nothing like being cold, wet, and very late for an important meeting. Great. Just great. Liam may just blow his top yet, but I could care less what he thinks of me; it's Jack that I really worry about. The last thing I want to do is disappoint him. I've never had a family I could call my own before, at least, not by name, but Jack is as close to a dad as I've got. I'll do anything to thank him for taking me in after everything, but I think I'll start by not getting mud on the carpet.

Our hideout is clever. I live here year-round with Jack and Liam while everyone else pops in from time to time to check in on us. Jack even made me my own room away from the others. For years it was just Jack and I, with Liam stopping in from college every now and then, but everything started to change after I moved to high school. Jack and Liam started whispering more. Hushed undertones that I only caught parts of. They were talking about her. I'm not sure why, but she's caused quite a ruckus. More so than I think she even realizes. There are whispers of how powerful she is, and rumors of people out to harm her. It goes over my head most of the time. All I know is that when I started to go to high school is when everything changed, and when everyone started calling on me for favors for the first time ever. Our shack was upgraded in very inconspicuous ways, and soon we had an entire base hiding just beneath our fingertips.

The shack itself is nothing to write home about. It's a one-bedroom fisherman's hut, with a dingy bathroom and no fancy gadgets around to attract unwanted attention.

The important thing is in the cellar.


To most, it's just an empty room with good storage opportunities. To us? It's the entrance to our real home.

Jack and I spent so much time building this place up, it's almost depressing to think about how easily things get walked on and over by the nutters that stop by. After the whispering when I first started high school, is when we really buckled down on getting this place in shape. It's almost a fond memory of mine to look back on - bonding with Jack. He was always so level-headed and calm, unlike Liam. According to Jack, Liam is his nephew, but I've poked far too many holes in that story for it to be true. Jack and Liam are related, I can sense that, but I get the feeling it's far more complicated than I care to delve into, so I've never asked for clarifications.

Jack was already hard at work, pondering the latest plan of action. We've kept eyes on her ever since she returned from... someplace. I don't know everything. In fact, tonight is supposed to be the night I figure out exactly what my job is. Apparently it's important, because even Liam has been suspiciously nice to me. Ever since Jack took me in Liam has yet to have something nice to say about me. I don't blame him. I'll never be the same after that day in the rain. I'll never get to truly be normal, but at least I can fake it, and I'd say I fake it plenty well. I've longed for the normal life for long enough that I can practically taste how nice it must be.
Pleasantly, I guess I'm not the only one who's late. Ha. I guess Liam was truly right about something: you can't count on the nutters for anything.

The more I thought about it though, the truly little I knew about the two guys who I've been around for all of my memorable life. Jack was older. He has a sister, somewhere out there, but he's only mentioned her once when I asked who he was talking to on the phone. Jack has never lied to me, sometimes he can be brutally honest, but I've grown to really appreciate that over the years. So when he tells me he's talking to his sister, I believe him. He's a magic user as well - though he has never stated what he studied specifically in, and he never uses his magic so as to not offend Liam.

Liam, on the other hand is a fly-off-the-handle kind of guy. He's temperamental and defensive. For a long time I thought he was just a terrible person, but after those nutters arrived I soon found out it's because he's not a magic user at all. He could have fooled me though. He's incredible with alchemy and very skilled in all forms of regular combat, but he lacks the one that seems to hold all the honor in this circle. I would know, the nutters rub it in my face too, but I've become numb to people mistreating me over the years.

We apparently got a new picture for our picture wall. Liam and one of the nutters has been out keeping a close eye on her. It's kind of creepy to think that I've known more of her than she could ever really guess. Sometimes when she looks at me though, I swear she sees right through me. Kind of ironic though, since she can't see at all technically.
She has a nice smile. I've always enjoyed her smile, but tonight, it just about stopped my heart. She makes me feel... warm. It's such a strange and wonderful feeling to be warm, even when out in the cold of night. I've gotten quite good with my banter, so I don't think she noticed how I nearly fell over myself so many times during our conversations. I've been hiding behind Elspeth for so long now that I'm not even sure how to switch gears. Who am I kidding though? She could never see me in different light.

Liam smirked, suddenly, I've been spotted and I wasn't even prepared. "What took you so long? Did my assassins fail again?"
I begrudgingly smiled and nodded my head. "I guess so." I said quietly before putting my eyes to the floor in shame. "I'm sorry I'm late, Jack. Work ran over... and I've got something I should probably..."
Jack held up his finger to pause me before pulling the finger to his lips, to symbolize being quiet. No sooner than he did that did I hear it.
Liam groaned loudly, "the nutters are here!" He put his hand on his head and rubbed his forehead. Even Jack's face, which was usually level and calm, held traces of annoyance. The sound of a lot of humming began as the teleporter room came to life.

Jack quietly cleaned the whiteboard and collected himself while Liam sucked in his cheek with annoyance.
The humming quieted and was replaced with echoing laughter, but after a second even the laughter ceased and the only sound being heard was footsteps. One by one, three of the nutters made their appearance. The teleporter room hummed up again and the last nutter came walking in behind the original three.

The she-witch nutter, also known as Nia to them, likes to pretend she's in charge of everything. No one really listens to her though. Deliro and Kefka were an interesting bunch - I often don't mind them, as they tend to spout some pretty hilariously delusional things back and forth to each other. Sheo stops in every now and then, but he's oddly quiet. Out of all the nutters, I thought he might actually be sane, but the truth is he simply is worse than all the rest of them mentally, he's just smart enough to keep quiet about it. Tonight though, everyone is calm. It's eerie. They all filed in and took their seats without a single word uttered. I feel as though I entered another universe. I exchanged glances with Jack and Liam, both seemed equally shocked, they both quietly fixated their view on the wall of pictures.

It was then that I heard a strange sound - I tend to hear things before the rest of the group, but this time I knew even the nutters could hear it too: footsteps. One person was entering through the front, and each of the nutters trembled with every step, all except for Sheo, who sat calmly as he traced odd lines on the tabletop with his finger. I turned and suddenly felt a chill run deep through me.

He looks exactly like a clown. What in watcher's name is this joker doing here?
"Majnun." Jack tipped his head downwards in respect but met the clown's eyes evenly. "It's good to see you."
Majnun snorted, then burst into crazy laughter that echoed throughout the room. No one else joined in, not even the nutters who would have died for a chance to laugh like lunatics at nothing.

"Merry Christmas everyone!" The clown was just downright giddy now. It's completely official. I think I can safely say that I've been roped into a madhouse. Maybe we're not even helping poor Eveline? Given what I'm surrounded by we may just be stalking a beautiful, blind, highschool girl - and I may be enabling this! Dear watcher, have mercy on my soul. I can just feel my self-respect writhing inside of my head as I keep quiet. I looked up again and realize that Majnun was sitting down now, with his eyes staring at me intently. I feel ill, and another hard chill ran down my back. "So you're the boy Jack praises to high heavens." It was a statement. A statement made with such cold, calculated sanity that I could feel my heart as it plummeted through the floor. Do I respond to a statement like that? I swallowed and tried to find words but none were coming. "Speak." He commanded with the cold calculation behind his words.
My mouth went dry. "M-my name is-"
Majnun cut me off with a loud, high-pitched laugh - a laugh as if I had said one of the funniest things he had ever heard. His laughter continued until it abruptly ended and his voice dropped two octaves. "How is his fighting skills? Surely you've trained him." The question was directed at Jack now, and Majnun moved his gaze. Relief flooded through me as though he had been choking me and had suddenly found something else interesting to do. What the heck have I signed up for? Mercy, watcher, please.
Jack nodded, seemingly unaffected by this crazed man's gaze. "He's trained in everything I know."
Majnun's fingers drummed on the tabletop, and all of the nutters jolted. Majnun hummed something and his head rolled around as if he were stretching his neck before he snapped back and stared at me. I tensed and suddenly there was no space between Majnun and I anymore. His face was an inch away from mine as he stared into my soul. It was then I realized just how insanely powerful he was - there was so much magic brewing behind his eyes. He was a god. How could I have been so stupid? I was too terrified to look away now, so I steeled myself. I took a breath in and kept his gaze now willingly, and to my surprise his eyes... softened? He turned away. "Yes. He'll do just fine." His once deep voice was light and airy now. It was like riding a rollercoaster and I desperately wanted off. Majnun swiftly turned back to me and gripped my shoulder tightly in his hand. I jumped and did my best to hide the great fear that likely washed over my face. "Do you know who that girl is?!" He pointed his finger at the girl on the wall.
"Yes sir." I murmured.
"What's her name, boy?" His voice was cruel and deep again.
"Eveline." I paused, sucking in a breath. "Sir." I felt like a fish out of water.
"Eveline...?" He tightened his grip on my shoulder, and I could feel my vision going dark.
"Reaper, I believe. Sir."
"Where is she from?" He barked.
"Uh... here? Sir?"
His face grew harsher, but his tone suddenly got much, much lighter, "what's her favorite color?!"
I looked at Jack, unsure of what to say at this point. "Pink?" I asked quietly.
"Very good." He praised me with a great amount of admiration in his voice. He released my shoulder and patted my head before turning and walking to the wall of pictures of Eveline, and I struggled to remain standing. "Listen well, boy. I'm not going to repeat myself." The crazed voice was now level, like a normal human's voice should sound like. "My granddaughter is going to prom tomorrow, so you're going too. Do not let her leave your sight. Vampires are hunting my precious granddaughter and I will not let them get to her! They want her alive, so I don't think you'll need to worry about poison, but test everything before she'll have a chance to eat." His voice jumped up an octave, "we plan on baking ALL day before hand." He grinned wildly before shaking his head and his eyes cleared up. His voice also returned to normal. It's like he's possessed. "Trust no one." He said firmly before slumping back into his chair. He looked drained and delirious as he started to giggle again.
I looked from the wall, back to Majnun for a minute before it finally clicked. Eveline is the granddaughter of a god. By the watcher! No wonder she's so important! "That's... your granddaughter?" I found myself saying out loud.
Majnun chuckled, "don't you see the family resemblance?!" He laughed at his own joke and a few of the nutters chuckled quietly along with him in a nervous way.
"Not at all." I said matter-of-factly. I wasn't going to let this man... er... god? Er... King of the nutters? Whatever he was. I wasn't going to let him scare me any longer. I've really got nothing in my life worth living for, so that makes me a heck of a lot more brazen. "She's completely sane."
Everyone looked at me in horror, but I simply smirked. To an extent, I actually enjoyed playing with fire. Majnun grinned. "I like this boy." He nodded, "tell him everything Jack. That is all for tonight everyone. Congratulations on your new babies!" Majnun stood up quietly and adjusted himself. "Next time we're playing monopoly while we do these stupid things!" He continued talking until we were long out of earshot.
"You got some guts there, boy." Liam smirked.
Jack shook his head, "I've never seen him actually take a liking to anyone like that before. Alright then, let's get started, we've got a lot to fill you in before you'll be ready to go tomorrow, so buckle up."



~10:00 P.M.~
Downtown Bridgeport, the Slums

I'm late for my meeting, of course. All I want is to make a good impression, and what do I do? Muck it up. Soon I'll be initiated and become a part of the crew. I'll be part of a family for once, and Eveline is the key to all of this.

It's a shame, she's actually a pretty girl; but I can't get too attached, she's simply a pawn in the grand scheme of things - a very powerful pawn, but a pawn nonetheless.
The hideout is dank, but it's just a temporary thing, as are most human structures. We will ascend beyond that.

I've created my cover grounds nicely, Eveline expects to see me a prom tomorrow, what a perfect time for me to put our grand plan in motion. It won't be a new moon for a few days now, but even still, we've kept powerful people as prisoners before, I'm sure we can do it again.

I can hear Wogan and William going at it again. Wogan is a head vampire of his clan, one of high stature and praise - one which I have fully arranged to marry into - and William is a bit of a loner, though he also has a grand amount of standing amongst the vampire players.
Everyone quieted on my entry.

"Look who finally decided to show up!" Elvira taunted - she was the only female vampire who has land and standing amongst our group, so she is highly respected.
Belisama came bounding up to me. "You didn't bring me any presents. Did you?" Her eyes met mine coldly. Part of me died a little knowing I would have to marry this little brat one day, yet what is one marriage contract in the grand span of eternity but a mere drop in the bucket of my life?

I gave her a charming smile and bowed, "I always have something for the little light of my life." I pulled the chocolate covered plasma fruit out of my pocket and handed it to her. She squealed with joy and took it happily before running over to her parents at the table. Wogan smiled at me and nodded - it took a long, long time to get that positive of an acknowledgement from him, so I relished every moment of it.
Morrigan shifted uncomfortably in her chair, "he's here today." She mumbled quietly. I felt my heart sink. Lucien? He's here? Already? Is it already time? I immediately ran to sit down as I could feel the air shifting. He certainly was here.

"Good morning, everyone." His voice purred with an air of coolness to it. It was absolutely terrifying. "The time has come, my brothers and sisters. A new day is dawning, and it all starts tomorrow."
Whispers broke out amongst the group.
Lucien looked smug as he walked over to the table. "It's a shame you all couldn't have provided a better place to meet. This place is disgusting. I expect this to be fixed by the time I see you again."
Everyone shifted uncomfortably in their seats.

Lucien leaned against our rickety table and I feared it might collapse, how truly embarrassing that would be in front of him, but thankfully it sustained his weight. Lucien sniffed the air before looking at me, "new blood. I love it. Have we met before, boy?"

"Not formally sir." I tried to clear my throat and put on a good impression, "I'm -"
"I already know, boy." Lucien looked bored. He raised his hand up and waved it in front of everyone before stopping at William. "You. You're the one who's been watching the girl, right? What's the news? Please do it quickly before I die of boredom." He sat down suddenly and threw his legs up on the table, which shook beneath the sudden weight.
"Nothing fun to report sir. I can assure you of that." William griped. He hated having to watch Eveline from a distance, I kept trying to tell him he didn't need to with me there, but he wouldn't listen - no one would.
Lucien sucked in his cheek impatiently, like he was debating saying something, but instead he turned his head back to me. "You've gotten close to the girl, have you not?"
"We talk." I shrugged.
"Do you know how important she is?" His eyes narrowed at me.
"Being honest with you, no. I don't." I leaned back in my chair and met his gaze.
"Honest? Tough guy here is being honest." I felt my stomach drop, but he continued, "you're not half bad; no you see, Eveline here is a very powerful witch."
"She's mentioned that in our conversations."
"If she were smart she would keep that to herself." Lucien raised an eyebrow, the group of vampires laughed a bit, but Lucien made a face at them that sent them all into silence once again. "She's not just any powerful witch though, she's THE powerful witch. Do you know what that means?"
"I'm afraid I don't."
"She's the most powerful witch alive right now, boy. That's what it means." He filled me in calmly, shifting in his chair to get more comfortable. "She's multitudes more powerful than a regular old witch, son, and that's why we want her."
It made sense, obviously, but I wanted to hear him say it, "what for?" I asked innocently.
Slight annoyance passed over his face. "Stand up." He commanded.
My body moved on it's own.
"Come with me." He motioned as he swiftly stood up himself with a grace I hadn't seen in anyone before. He gripped my shoulder and walked me back into the red room, one that I had been in countless times trying to unlock it's secrets. Everyone else remained seated and watched with mixed emotions, some envy; others, fear.
"Tomorrow is prom, right boy?" He asked as we walked.
"Yeah."
"Better shine up your tux then, because you've got a job to do." Lucien stopped in front of the rusted altar-like figure. "I want the girl tomorrow. Bring her to me. Use whatever resources you need, but I want her here and I want her alive." His voice had gotten more gravelly.
"Yes sir." I said to him.
He chuckled, "you really are growing on me, you know. You don't ask questions, you just agree. That attitude will get you far." He smiled, but his eyes grew colder as his grip got tighter, "and it will also put a knife in your back if you're not careful. Wise up, new blood."
I swallowed.
He laughed again, "we're going to take that pretty little girl and put her on this altar right here in the dark of the new moon, and this relic will feed off her body, absorbing her soul and her power and giving it to us." He gestured out in front of him.

"Then what will you do with her when that's done?"
Lucien let out a very hard, sharp laugh. "We'll return what's left of her home in a box for her pathetic parents to have something to bury."
I felt my heart drop for a moment.
"What will the relic do?" I looked at him nervously, begging for approval.
He released my shoulder and slapped it in a friendly way, "oh my, new blood, the real question is: what can the relic NOT do?" 


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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Divided
« Reply #586 on: May 20, 2015, 06:48:40 AM »
Ooo!  :o It's getting serious now! I did recognise young Liam there so took a risk and looked at the family tree  ;) Can't wait to find out the narrator of the first entry (I'm pretty sure I know who it was for the second)! And don't talk yourself down! This update is just as good as the everything else! Yeah, it might not directly include Eveline, but these bits are needed to show the context later on because otherwise it wouldn't make sense  :)

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« Reply #587 on: June 01, 2015, 07:43:17 PM »
 :P I cannot wait till the next update! I noticed William Fangmann there ( the one with the creepy red eyes and dark hair) and its funny because I actually did a legacy with him. Yep! Also you should bring Jupiter adopted mom into action! I use to play a lot in Bridge port! You are so good at writing stories! Please, Please update soon I am dying to see what happens!

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« Reply #588 on: June 08, 2015, 02:22:30 PM »
Hi are you stilling do the Legacy? It is my favorite one ever! Please, please update soon I love this legacy and would hate to see it end early.

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« Reply #589 on: June 08, 2015, 05:14:41 PM »
Wow...Eveline has a difficult road ahead for sure! Great chapter  :)
Thank you very much! I very much look forward to her choices.


Ooo!  :o It's getting serious now! I did recognise young Liam there so took a risk and looked at the family tree  ;) Can't wait to find out the narrator of the first entry (I'm pretty sure I know who it was for the second)! And don't talk yourself down! This update is just as good as the everything else! Yeah, it might not directly include Eveline, but these bits are needed to show the context later on because otherwise it wouldn't make sense  :)
Haha, you peeked?! That's great! I've NEVER been able to handle surprises of any variety, especially when I'm the one with-holding the surprise information (like if someone says there are spoilers somewhere, yeah, I'll find it). Glad to know I'm not the only one who peeks every now and then. ;) And thank you greatly! I really appreciate the feedback. I guess I just saw how I wanted this chapter to go in my head, but I was never quite able to get there - especially because that 25 screencap limit comes quick! I started over once, but I finally just said "whatever, it is what it is." Reading it now, I don't think it's too bad, but I'm definitely rusty with my writing skills. Darn Skyrim and Dragon Age and Witcher 3 preventing me from writing more! >.>


:P I cannot wait till the next update! I noticed William Fangmann there ( the one with the creepy red eyes and dark hair) and its funny because I actually did a legacy with him. Yep! Also you should bring Jupiter adopted mom into action! I use to play a lot in Bridge port! You are so good at writing stories! Please, Please update soon I am dying to see what happens!
Hi are you stilling do the Legacy? It is my favorite one ever! Please, please update soon I love this legacy and would hate to see it end early.
Ah! Yay! I'm so sorry for the long delay! I absolutely am still working on this legacy, but I've been distracted by shiny new toys (like Dragon Age, The Witcher 3 and Skyrim - which the last one isn't that "new" or "shiny" but it is an old favorite of mine. ;) ) I'll think about bringing his mother into action, I'll just have to see how things play out. My Sims very much have a mind of their own, I'm really just along for the ride. I'm glad to see someone spotted good ol' William. :3

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« Reply #590 on: June 09, 2015, 04:40:33 PM »
 :D I am so happy that this legacy is still going on! William is the most creepy sim ever. At first thought he was awesome because he was a vampire then slowly over time I started noticing how much a creep he was. Especially when my second generation gave birth and had a kid with those creepy red eyes that seem to stare into your soul. Literally. "Do not be fooled"

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« Reply #591 on: June 24, 2015, 04:53:36 PM »
Ugh >:(! I am so mad I looked at the family tree! No!!!!

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« Reply #592 on: June 25, 2015, 10:27:16 PM »
:D I am so happy that this legacy is still going on! William is the most creepy sim ever. At first thought he was awesome because he was a vampire then slowly over time I started noticing how much a creep he was. Especially when my second generation gave birth and had a kid with those creepy red eyes that seem to stare into your soul. Literally. "Do not be fooled"
Yes, still going, even though I'm slow to update! So sorry!

Ugh >:(! I am so mad I looked at the family tree! No!!!!
Upset with what you saw? Or upset that you looked? Confused I am. I am excited for what's to come.

A Night You'll Never Remember
The jarring sound of the alarm had Eveline's eyes snapping open. The sound made her whole body jolt to alertness. It was a horrifying thing: the darkness and the sudden noise she couldn't place. Eveline instinctively pressed the soles of her feet into the mattress and her world came back to her. She relaxed and reached over to slide her tablet alarm off. This was her routine every morning. Panic then ease. She had a strange fear of being alone at night - something about it made her feel extreme unease. She was alone and vulnerable every time she slept, and it was truly, terrifyingly black. She can't use her magic forever, it exhausts her to do so, but the thought of being in total darkness again scared her much more than she could express.

She never told anyone that though. Her heart rate calmed and she swung her legs over the edge of her mattress, feeling better with the connection of her feet to the expanding view she had. Her mother was meditating, her father was in the shower, Bear had his mouth around his new chew toy, and her grandfather was in the kitchen making something... She sniffed the air. Omelets. These were her truths, her simple truths that reminded her that everything was ok.

"Good morning egg-bert." She grumbled to the unhatched egg on her floor. She had a new name for it every time she passed it, all puns and egg-related of course. She stood and walked aimlessly into her bathroom to clean up and start the day.



"Mary?" Alec walked from the bathroom to where his wife meditated in their bedroom. This was the first day they had together in a long time, and normally Alec would let Mary meditate, but today he couldn't let it rest.
Mary breathed out deeply, her eyes opened slightly to stare at the floor sadly. She had sensed the unease in her marriage coming from Alec. “Yes?” She kept her eyes to the ground, seeing his feet out of the corner of her eyes.
Alec sunk down to his knees. “Can we talk?”
Mary sucked in and bit her cheek, almost responding snarkily. She swallowed her sarcastic remark down and nodded, relaxing in her spot to show that she was listening.
“What’s on your mind Mary?”
Mary shifted uneasily, she hated this dance they were doing. The dance of emotions. A vague question is asked, she’ll shrug it off, pointing at it’s vague nature as to why she can’t give the answer he wants to hear. They’ll go back and forth until she tearfully expresses her deepest insecurities and he’ll respond to it however he may and Mary will walk away with a little less dignity. Emotions were truly atrocious.
Alec noticed Mary withdraw further into her head. “These past few days you’ve been next to me but not there Mary. What happened the other night? With your mother?”
Mary exhaled, not realizing she had been holding her breath. “I…” She paused. What did she want to say? “Will I be enough for you?”
Alec felt stunned by the question, on the one hand, it was completely apparent to him that she was all he would ever need, and on the other, he was relieved it was nothing more. This mixture of emotions resulted in him snorting a sort of laugh during his exhale. Mary looked at him for a moment, vulnerable with hurt in her eyes and he knew he had to make a smooth recovery. "Mary, is that truly what this is about?" He asked quietly.
"You know I don't hold your past self against you, I never have; but sometimes I wonder if I... if... if you miss the chase. You were a Barnacle Bay bachelor... you had everything you wanted at the snap of your fingers - women, friends, drinks, boats, cars... You were the life of the party who came to Isla Paradiso to lend money and boats and you ended up shackled with... with me." Mary looked up and Alec was smirking. She furrowed her brows in frustration and shook her head while moving to stand up in the same motion. "Forget it." She shrugged off.
"No, no, Mary." Alec stood grabbing her wrists and sliding his hands down into hers. "I'm sorry, I just... I find this so..."
"So what?" Mary snapped back coldly. "Amusing? Hilarious? I didn't realize I was that big of a joke to you."
"No." Alec said firmly. "Confusing. Unusual. Shocking." He rattled off the words that expressed the feelings that came up as they may. "Mary, hey." He pulled her closer up to him. "Don't walk away when I'm trying to answer your questions. I smirked because if only you could see inside my head, then you would see..." He chuckled, "Watcher Mary, you've taken over my head since the day I met you, and it's only gotten worse as time passes." He shook his head. "Do I miss the chase? No. Never. The thrill from chasing every single woman I've been with before you combined doesn't even add up to mean more than this." He pulled his hand that was interlocked with hers and kissed her fingers. Mary flushed. "I was a lonely, disgusting, arrogant and entitled son of a mad god. I threw away money and women and material goods as they suited me because I thought that would make me happy. I thought that everyone always had this void inside them that consumed them and made them feel completely alone in a crowded room. I thought that people were all predictable and just pawns in the greater schemes of life. Mary, I looked like I had everything back then because it was me covering up the fact that I had nothing. I had absolutely nothing and was so consumed by myself that I didn't see it until the most beautiful woman walked into my life and knocked me straight on my rump."
Mary was silent, watching her husband, feeling her eyes get watery and blinking furiously to prevent a spillover.
Alec never missed anything though, and his hands let go of hers so he could cup her face. "I have more happiness and fulfillment in my life in these past few years with you than all of my life combined. I wouldn't care if Miss Simverse knocked on our door and fell over her feet trying to get my attention with money and gifts, it wouldn't even compare to the incredible overpowering feeling of seeing you holding Eveline for the first time. Of seeing the beautiful woman - my reality check, my best friend... my wife, my beautiful wife - every night before I go to sleep and every morning when I wake up. So Mary, will that be enough for me?" He paused and looked at her. "The answer is no."
Mary's face fell, as it had previously been tearing up.

Alec spun her around suddenly, "having you every day for the rest of my life isn't enough for me, and it never will be. I will never be able to have as much of you as I wish to, but I'll take every bit that you're willing to give me."
Mary felt like a teenager, feeling giddy to the point where she couldn't stop the laughter that burst from her, and all she could manage was, "oh you sweet-talker."

"Do you believe me?" He asked quietly.
"Yes." Mary said quietly, "I do."
"Good. I was a little worried there. I've never seen my confident Mary so... insecure." He teased.
Mary shrugged. "I'm human."
Alec looked shocked, "why didn't you tell me?!" He immediately sat her up straight. "I would've liked to know I married a... a... HUMAN!" Mary shook her head with a smile on her face, he continued: "well, I guess I can forgive this once..."
"Just once?"
"Just. This. Once." He leaned in and kissed his wife again.

Alec looked at his wife, "hm, maybe we should go back to bed." He said with a sly grin.
"Alec!" Mary scolded. "you know our daughter is up already, and so is your dad."
Alec grumbled, "they wouldn't miss us for long..." He whined.
Mary shook her head, "you're incorrigible."
"You're really gorgeous when you use big words." He flirted. "Ah well, maybe tonight while Ev is out at prom?" He raised an eyebrow hopefully.
Mary's face fell suddenly, "tonight is Prom? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Yeah... tonight -"
"I need to help her find a dress! I love you dear!" She kissed his cheek quickly and left for the living room, leaving Alec standing alone in the emptiness of their bedroom.
Alec muttered under his breath, "aaaaaannnd rejected," before turning to go practice some Charisma in the mirror.


Eveline had pulled up a chair and started to dig into her omelet when Mary had entered the living room. "Good morning dear!" Mary greeted cheerfully.

Eveline gave a soft wave of acknowledgement as she shoveled another bite into her mouth. She was still a bit rattled from this morning's alarm.
"Did you sleep well?" Mary asked, parking herself across the way from her daughter.
Eveline shrugged indifferently. "You seem happy this morning mom." She commented.
Mary smiled, "it's not every day my little girl goes to Prom."
Eveline rubbed her face to itch her nose before shrugging again. "I'm actually not sure that I really want to go anymore." Her voice sounded sadder than she meant for it to.
Mary tilted her head, "why not sweetie? I thought everyone wants to go to Prom at least once. I know I sure wished I could've gone, the closest I got was the Formal where your father nearly blew his lid watching me dance with the Representative of Twinbrook." Alec, who had come meandering out to find an omelet for himself, gave his wife a stare.
Eveline giggled.
"The insufferable jerk couldn't wait in line like everyone else had to just to dance with your mother." Alec bluffed, "I was just mad that Sir Twin-butt took my spot."
Mary snorted, "oh... you were waiting in line, were you?"
"Darn straight." Alec nodded, "It was me, me, me, me and oh... me. Then that twerp came in and took MY spot."
The girls were giggling under their breath as Alec carried on to get his omelet, muttering about making some phone calls to the offices in Twinbrook.
Mary rolled her eyes, before looking back at her daughter, "so why do you not want to go dear?"
Eveline felt the stares of people on her, even though it was just her mother. She twisted her fork into her omelet and hesitated, "I guess I don't feel like I would do very well there... given that I'm..."
Mary opened her mouth but was cut off, "-incredibly beautiful, like your mother?" Alec called from the kitchen.
Majnun poked his head around the archway, "a kajigger?"
Eveline's solemn face had grown into a smile but she shook her head, "stop it guys..." She mumbled embarrassed.
Mary nodded, "I understand what you're trying to say sweetie, but I think you're thinking about it too much. Prom is just a place where you can be with friends, dressed up in something super formal and have a good time drinking punch -"
"-With whatever it's been spiked with." Alec chimed in.
"-You know sweetie, I love you but I think that's good." Mary gave her best diplomatic smile and Alec rolled his eyes and went back to eating his omelet. Mary cleared her throat and continued, "you're not going to have less fun because you're blind, you'll only have less fun because you let that small thing prevent you from enjoying what you have."
Eveline nodded quietly. "That's all fine and good, but I don't have anything to wear."
"That's it, she can't go!" Majnun called from the archway. "Oh thank goodness."
"Grandpa!" Eveline groaned.
"That's where I come in!" Mary's voice was getting giddy with excitement. "Let's go dress shopping today at the salon!"
"Really? Are you sure it wouldn't be too much?"
"Of course not!" Mary jumped up, "we can leave as soon as you're done."
Eveline immediately put her fork down. "DONE!"
The girls were grinning as they both shuffled to get ready. Majnun's eyes got wide, "but-but-but! Who's going to bake with me today!?"
"Sorry gramps!" Eveline ran over and kissed his cheek. "I love you! We can bake tomorrow."
Majnun looked down, "at least have another omelet or three!" He called, but they were already going for the door. He started grumbling madness under his breath.
"Let them have this dad, it's a girl thing." Alec shrugged but Majnun was unphased, the joking was gone and concern was the only thing left etched in his defined face.



The Salon seemed nearly deserted from outside.

"Where is everyone mom?" 
"We're here a little early, that's a good thing though, you'll just have to be careful with your dress and makeup and hair until time for Prom." Mary warned.
Eveline smirked, "not like I could tell the difference..."
"Oh trust me, you won't. I'll hairspray you into oblivion."
They were greeted warmly by the receptionist who told them both to have a seat. Mary found herself a magazine and Eveline sat next to her on the rather uncomfortable waiting chairs.

Mary had started talking about dress colors and formal ideas, and found herself going on a tangent about the wedding she threw for Edward and Johanna. Eveline had listened quietly, assuming her mother knew that Eveline couldn't decipher the color blue from the color of the grass, but trying to be polite anyways. She had been slumped over, only slightly paying attention to everything around her when the door opened and she shot straight up in her chair, planting her feet firmly on the ground.

The receptionist gave the same greeting and his voice was unmistakeable. "Yes, hi there, I believe I have an appointment for this morning." His voice was fluid and rhythmic.
"It's him." Eveline said out loud without realizing it. Mary stopped her rambling to look at her daughter curiously.
"Who's him?" Mary turned to look towards the door when Eveline put her hand on her mother's arm.
"Don't look!" She said harshly and quickly.
"My, my, does someone have a crush?" Mary teased.
"No! It's just some kid I ran into last night. I don't really even know-" Eveline felt his footsteps turn towards them in the waiting room. She'd been spotted. "Oh crap he's coming this way!"
Mary grinned, "act natural!" She teased.
"Mom!"
"Hello again, Eveline." Suddenly he was there - Eveline sat up rigidly in her chair, twisting a finger into her hair nervously - for once she briefly wondered if she looked alright. She hadn't checked with anyone this morning before leaving and suddenly it mattered to her. Suddenly he made it matter to her. She couldn't take it any longer and she stood to be on an even playing field. She hated the idea of having to judge which way to look her head to make it seem less awkward when one person was sitting and the other was standing.
"Jupiter, if I didn't know any better I'd say you were following me."
A moment of shock went over the boy's face before he realized she was only joking. "One could say that perhaps you were the one following me?" He said calmly. Eveline felt her cheeks growing warm.
Mary put down her magazine and stood up. "Eveline, you should really introduce us."
Eveline grumbled and shifted awkwardly. "Jupiter, this is my mom, Mary. Mom, this is Jupiter. I met him last night when I was out and about."
Mary rolled her eyes briefly. "Ah, the infamous 'out and about,' it's great to meet you!" Mary smiled warmly, "hey... you look familiar... have we met before?"

Jupiter had turned to look at Mary and his face became something unreadable. A mixture of recognition, shock, and perhaps a hint of sadness covered his otherwise calm features. He fumbled for the first time, however both Mary and Eveline missed it, and he struggled to remain calm and collected. He immediately dropped to a low bow, and there was something different in his voice when he spoke, "it's such a great pleasure to meet you." Perhaps... gratitude? He paused momentarily, "I'm unsure if we have met before, but I'm positive I would remember it if we had."
Mary's face was warm and kind, "you're so polite, Evie, why don't you have more polite friends like this one?" She teased.
"Mom!" Eveline grumbled.
Mary sighed, "I'll leave you be dear - I'll be over there looking at the tattoos if you need me, it was nice to meet you, Jupiter." Mary nodded.
Jupiter nodded his head deeply again, he seemed to visibly relax now that Mary had left and he let out a breath before regaining composure. "I'm sorry if I intruded." He immediately followed up, "I just... didn't expect your mother to be so... accepting." He noted.
"Accepting?" Eveline's brow furrowed.
"You haven't noticed?" Jupiter looked at her concerned. "I'm... not... exactly human."
The second he said it Eveline could feel something click into place. The magic radiating from him. How could she be so stupid? "Oh! I didn't even notice... you're... you're... magical. Not a witch though..." Eveline had trouble placing it.
"No," Jupiter looked to the floor, "closer to the demon-of-the-night variety."
A vampire. Of course. Eveline felt like the wind had been knocked out of her.
Jupiter shifted awkwardly, "I'm very sorry, I thought... I had assumed it was... obvious." He began to shift his weight to his heals, allowing him to give the appearance of giving her space.
"No, no!" Eveline shook her hands out in front of her. "I'm sorry, I just feel so... stupid for not figuring that out. I need to get better with this magical reading bit." Magical reading bit? She was dying inside, inwardly cursing the Watcher for not stepping in and the Watcher in turn just smiled at her discomfort and shrugged.
"It's not a problem, is it?" He asked quietly.
"Of course not!" She said immediately, he eased visibly and she continued. "It explains why you're so charming, actually." Drat. She just said that out loud didn't she? She could feel her whole face burning now.
Jupiter laughed light-heartedly. "So I'm charming?" If Eveline could see the smirk on Jupiter's face, she would have dug a hole and crawled into it, thankfully though there are many upsides to being blind.
"I just... I mean... I'm just going to stop digging myself deeper into this hole." She focused down and past him at the wall behind him with her face. Flustered was not something she was used to being.
Jupiter took a chance and stepped forward, the distance between them was closing rapidly. "If it makes you feel any better, I feel as though I could have hit Shang-Simla with the hole I made while speaking with your mother."

Eveline found herself laughing loudly.
"Eveline?" One of the Stylist called out into the waiting room.
"Oh, that's me." She brushed her hair out of her face. "So I'll see you around?"
"I certainly hope so." Jupiter nodded.
Eveline awkwardly shifted and ran around him to her mother and the stylist.
Mary just smiled knowingly at her daughter.


Ahem, scram lady, this is my job.
The stylist slid back into the distance.

"Where were you earlier?" Eveline grumbled.
Just letting things happen as they may. Puppy love is adorable while it lasts.
"Ugh! You're worse than mom!"
Let's get you primped, yes? I say pink and BLACK! I love colors with black, everything goes with black.


"Mom."
So... what do you think?
"Oh Watcher... my baby... my little girl. You look so beautiful!"

"You think so mom?"
"Oh, I know so. Wow. My little girl is practically grown up!" Mary had a few tears escaping her eyes.
"Are you crying mom?"
"Shush! Let me have my mom moment!"
"Mom!" Eveline groaned again, but she smiled as she did so.
"Hey, I wonder if that boy is still out there, maybe you should go see what he thinks... and knock his socks off too!" Mary teased.
"Ugh!" Eveline outwardly pretended to be annoyed, but secretly she was curious about his reaction. "Man, when Ivan sees me he's going to fall apart!"
"Everyone will. That's my girl!" Mary smiled. "So, while I was rambling to you earlier, I was talking about your uncle, which I think you weren't paying attention for, and I think I want to go and see him since we're in the neighborhood. You want to come?"
Eveline could see Jupiter was out in the lobby paying the receptionist and bit her lip. "Maybe another time?" She asked quietly.
Mary rolled her eyes. "Your uncle is going to die when he finds out you're standing him up for a boy. Go ahead. Be safe dear. Call me before going to Prom, kay? Oh and let me get a picture of your dress for your father! If you go home you know he'll lock you in your room for an eternity when he sees you."
Eveline laughed and posed for her mother before making her way towards the receptionist area, trying desperately to look nonchalant. She just so happened to be leaving when he was, that's all.

"Oh wow, you look wonderful!" The receptionist responded, and she could feel Jupiter shift to look towards her before he got stuck staring. Eveline felt a sense of pride at the knowledge that she kept everyone's eyes on her. She felt untouchable.
Jupiter straightened and bowed his head, "words can't do your beauty justice." He said simply. Eveline flushed.
"Thank you." She responded lightly, "now to figure out what to do with the rest of my day!"
"Are you going to the Prom together?" The receptionist asked dreamily.
Eveline looked caught of guard for a moment, she opened her mouth to speak but Jupiter spoke first. "Ah, unfortunately I'm not lucky enough."
Eveline felt her whole face flush. "Well, in that case, no one is, considering I'm flying solo."
"As am I." Jupiter responded.
"Well, would you like to 'fly-solo' together? I mean, I'm meeting up with Ivan there, but he's likely going to be falling over Elspeth."
They waved the receptionist off and walked out into the parking lot together. "Are you sure you want to be seen with me?"
"Are you sure you want to be seen with a blind girl?" Eveline retorted. "Besides, I really don't care what other people can and can't see."
"I would be lucky to be seen with you at all," Jupiter chuckled. "Do you get a lot of trouble from others about your sight - or rather lackthereof?"
They were just walking, Eveline wasn't really sure where, but she didn't really care. She felt a droplet of rain and pulled out her umbrella her mother insisted she take with her. "Sometimes." Eveline shrugged. "it caused a really big fuss when I was a kid, but now everyone seems to back off. My gramps - er... I mean my grandpa is a bit of an intimidating kind of guy. So I think that helps a bunch." Eveline laughed.
Jupiter snorted a laugh but carried on, "I'm sorry to hear about that."
"Don't be. The worst I get is ignorant teachers who want me to do homework somehow." Eveline paused, "I take it a lot of people can tell what you are at first glance then? Is it true you just let plasma drip down your throat and have glowing eyes?" Eveline teased, "be descriptive. I've got to visualize this."
Jupiter shrugged, not laughing as Eveline had hoped he would. "Plasma dripping down my mouth? Disgusting and no. I'm strictly vegetarian. Glowing eyes... yes." He paused, wondering if that would be too much.
Eveline's head tilted up thoughtfully, "what color are your eyes?"
Jupiter looked at her intently. "You're really interested?"
"I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't."
"They were blue."
"That's past-tense. Are they no longer blue?"
"Faintly."

Eveline finally got the notion to look around. "Where are we?"
"The Library. Hope you don't mind, just figured we could get out of the oncoming rain for a bit before Prom."
Eveline nodded. "I've never been here before."
"Never been to the Bridgeport library?" Jupiter sounded a bit surprised.
"Well, not a lot I can do here." Eveline shrugged. "Paper and I don't exactly get on well."
Jupiter chuckled. "I suppose that would make sense. I love the Library. It's like my second home. I used to go here often to get away from..." He trailed off and sighed.
"From what?"
Jupiter paused momentarily, debating how much information he wanted to give. "You want the short story or the long?" He inquired.
"Short first."
"First?"
"Yeah, then you can elaborate." She smiled. "I love listening to stories."
"Then will you do me the honor of dancing with me while I tell it? Dancing helps me feel... lighter."
"You're a strange guy, Jupiter." Eveline smiled kindly. "I would but I can't dance. Blind, remember?"
"Being blind doesn't affect your ability to dance."
"You'd be surprised."
"Then surprise me."

She could see him shift and hold out his hand. She hesitated before taking it, but eventually placed her hand in his. He pulled her into stance and they started moving. He paused for a moment and chuckled. "Hold on just a minute." He left her and turned on some quiet music before returning and they began to dance.
"I have a troubled home life and have no memories before I was... well... turned. So I spent most of my time here. Being a troubled kid. Short story mostly complete."
Eveline frowned. "That wasn't descriptive at all."
Jupiter hummed, "no. I suppose it wasn't."
"Would it be too much to ask you to elaborate?"
"No. Where would you like me to begin?"
Eveline thought on it for a minute. "The beginning sounds nice." She joked.
Jupiter chuckled. "As opposed to the middle?"
"That wouldn't be terrible either."
"I was adopted to the great Lola Belle as a toddler. She's only great in the sense that she looks great on paper. I spent a lot of my childhood alone and unhappy... and then..."
Eveline was quiet, waiting for him to finish, but then it finally clicked. "You weren't born a vampire, were you?"
Jupiter shook his head sadly, realized she couldn't see the gesture and spoke again. "No." His voice cracked lightly.
Eveline could sense his discomfort and shifted the subject. "So you never answered my question from earlier."
Jupiter was grateful for the change, they had stopped dancing for a moment but had restarted. "Which question might that be?"
"Do you have any problems with people given that you're a..." Her voice dropped, "vampire?"
"You act as though it's some dirty secret." He whispered back at her, teasing in his voice. "And of course, but I get more acknowledgement for being the adopted son of Lola Belle."
"You said she wasn't exactly great though." Eveline noted quietly.
"Indeed. I don't even live with her." He responded.

"Oh." Was all Eveline managed to say quietly.
"I'm sorry if this makes you uncomfortable." He said quietly. "I tend to make people uncomfortable." He added sadly.
"I'm not uncomfortable at all. I just don't know what to say to help."
"You are helping, believe it or not. No one has asked me any of these questions before; I meet you yesterday and you already know more about me then many people who claim to be my friends."
"Claim to be your friends because of Lola, right?" Eveline questioned.
Jupiter made a noise of approval.
"I'm sorry to hear." Eveline said quietly, "not that I feel sorry for you or anything, it just... it seems sad that someone as kind as you doesn't have many friends to be around."
"What about you? I've only heard about this infamous Ivan through Elspeth when she and I were..."
"Dating? Oh my Watcher, are you the guy who's been dating Elspeth Cook?!" Eveline almost stepped back and out of his arms, feeling suddenly unnerved that she never asked if he was single before flirting as heavily as she had. Though, she would be doing Ivan a favor at this point. As she moved back she accidently stumbled, Jupiter pulled her back and she landed heavily on his foot. "Oh drat! And I had been doing so well." She muttered.
Jupiter laughed openly now, causing many stares from fellow library-goers. Eveline found herself laughing with him, despite knowing she probably shouldn't get too attached to a taken guy. It was at this moment she realized that there was no distance between the two of them and she felt her heart rate spike. She cleared her throat awkwardly and adjusted herself so she wasn't so insanely close to him.
"You were doing fantastic, don't stop now!" His hand had moved more comfortably around her back instead of sitting at her waist. She had become acutely aware of everything now and it wasn't doing much to stop her heart rate. Her heart rate that he could probably hear. Fantastic. "And as for dating, yes. We were dating for a while." He put extra emphasis on the 'were.' Eveline felt relief wash over her and they both eased back into the rhythm.
"Ah, past-tense again I see." She noted out loud, hoping he might elaborate.
Jupiter shrugged, she could feel it beneath her hand on his shoulder. "She liked the fame being with me got her, and I didn't like that that was all she liked. You could say we had our... differences." He concluded.
"Differences. I see." Eveline nodded, trying hard to hide the smirk by looking away from where his face was.
"Are you mocking me?" He prodded jokingly.
"Maybe a bit." She laughed. "Is that a problem, officer?"
He barked a laugh, "ha, hardly. You're quite a unique person, you know that?"
"I could say the same about you." Eveline responded quietly.
"No, really." Jupiter's voice lost all joking. "I had heard about you from many people, but no one ever quite did you justice when speaking of you."
Eveline smiled, "all good things, I'm sure."
"Some said you were odd, some said you were beautiful, some said you were forward and energetic, others said you were quiet and reserved. None of them were ever one hundred percent right though. You're all of those things. You... you really are different from anyone else I've ever met."
Eveline bit her bottom lip but soon her inner thoughts found a way to slip out again. "You're very fluid, you know?"
"I'm a liquid, eh?"
Eveline laughed, just as he pulled her out with his hand and spun her around.

"It's just in how you walk, your voice..." She paused thoughtfully. "You're just so smooth in everything. Everyone else is clunky in how they walk, and you're the only one among them who never seems to stumble."
"You can thank the vampire blood for that one." He teased lightly.
"It's not just that. It's in how you hold yourself, and how you speak. It's soothing. You have the gentlest voice I've ever heard, and that's saying something." She smiled. It was the only compliment she could really pay him.
"Truly?" He seemed taken aback.
"Yes. Truly."
"Can I ask you something that might seem obvious?"
"Shoot."
"How can you tell how I walk? Is it my footsteps?"
"No, your footprints, actually. I'm fully capable of seeing, just, not in color." She shrugged as if it were no big deal.
"Care to elaborate?" He was intrigued now.
"I see using my magic. My grandpa-" She stopped, understanding what might be oversharing at this point, "helped me figure it out. As long as my feet are on the floor, or touching something that touches the floor, then I can see."
"How...? What does it look like to you? The world?"
"I mean, it looks to me the only way I've ever seen it. It's dark, very very dark and my magic works in a sonar like fashion. I see in bursts that radiate around me like ripples. I see everything from the rain hitting the ground outside to the hat on your head. I can see rough shapes, and if I focus really, really hard little details. Like the shape of your tie, but that kind of stuff exhausts me if I do it too much."
"Do you ever run out?"
"Run out?" She paused, "oh, run out of magic, you mean? I suppose it's possible, but... I've never ever pushed myself hard enough that I might."
"What happens if you do?"
"Everything goes black. I am sightless."
Jupiter didn't say anything, and there was a long silence between them.
"It terrifies me." Eveline broke the silence. "I've never told anyone that. I figured since you shared something you haven't shared with others, that I should share a piece of myself with you. I'm terrified of not seeing. In the seconds when I first wake up, to right before I fall asleep are the most terrifying moments of my life. When my alarm jerks me awake every morning without fail all I want to do is scream. Just loud noises and nothingness." Eveline swallowed and took a deep breath in. "There you have it. I'm a blind girl afraid of the dark." She tried to make light of it, but it just came out even darker than she intended.
"There's no shame in that." He said quietly. It was comforting to hear him say that.
Eveline shifted before changing the subject. "What time is it?"
"Going on 5. We should probably get going." Jupiter said quietly.
"5 already? I feel as though time has never passed so quickly." She had said it out loud, though she didn't intend for him to have a remark to respond with.
"Time flies when you're stepping on feet." He joked and Eveline swatted at his shoulder lightly.
"I suppose we should stop dancing now." Eveline said quietly, realizing she actually didn't want to stop dancing. "I have never had so much fun dancing before."
"It's much more enjoyable when you have company to dance with. Thank you for humoring me."
"Perhaps we'll have to try this out again, maybe tonight?" Now she sounded eager, great.
"I would be honored." Jupiter slowly released her from their dancing grip, leaving all but his hand in hers.

"Shall we head out then?"
Eveline grinned, "let's tear up the town!"


The music was loud and kids were dancing every which way in a mob in the center of the gym. Upon first entering, Eveline stumbled and put her hand to her head. It was too much too quickly. She was far too overwhelmed. Her vision went in and out, the bursts of magic coming out erratically. Her breathing was shallow and she suddenly realized she was doubled over. Something was going on, but she couldn't gather herself enough to figure it out. She closed her eyes tight and when she opened them again she wasn't in the main gym any longer. She breathed out harshly and looked around.
"Hello? Eveline? Are you ok?" Jupiter's voice came into focus.
"Ev! Hey woman, time to wake-y wake-y!" Ivan's too.
"Ivan?" Eveline groggily asked. She was trembling.
"Dear Watcher Ev, what the heck? Are you really shaking?" Ivan mocked.
"Shut up." Eveline shot back sharply. She wasn't in the mood to deal with his quips right now. There was some muttering, probably from Jupiter. She couldn't make it out quite clearly.
Ivan spoke again. "Give her some space dude, woah..."
Again, Eveline couldn't make out what he was saying.
"No, no it's cool. Vampires and stuff. I guess." Ivan shook his head. He reached over and handed Eveline something.
Eveline fiddled with what was in her hands. "What's this?" She asked wearily.
"Just some of my own punch. You looked thirsty."
"She probably shouldn't drink that. I can get you some water, Eveline." Jupiter responded hastily.
It's just fine. I brought it from home myself, I don't want the soon-to-be Mayor's daughter getting caught drinking spiked punch."
Eveline took what was left in the cup and downed it. "Thanks Ivan." She shrugged and stretched herself out. How did she get to be sitting down? "I think... I think I'm ok. What happened?"
"I think you got overwhelmed." Jupiter said quietly. He was against her ear as it was hard to hear over the music and sounds of people otherwise. "I pulled you out of the main room before anything bad could happen. I take it you had trouble seeing?" He asked quietly.
"I'm not really sure what happened." Eveline put her hand to her head. "My head is pounding. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea."
"Let me get you some water?" Jupiter got up quickly and disappeared from her view, leaving just Ivan.
"How long have you been here anyways?"
"Arrived not long before you it seems." Ivan yelled from where he was. "You sure you're ok Ev? You seem a bit pale."
Eveline wanted to tease him about being concerned for her, but she was still struggling to stay up and about. "I'm ok. I just needed to get used to it I think." The world was getting a little easier to see again, and as long as she ignored the insanely loud music she was getting a bit stronger with the passing minutes.
Jupiter's form came into view as he moved easily through people without spilling a drop of the water he carried. Eveline took the water gratefully and sipped on it.
Eveline moved to stand up and felt Ivan as he grabbed her by the elbow and pulled her to her feet.
"Sorry for freaking everyone out. Just a minor meltdown. No worries." She shrugged her shoulders and rolled her head around on her neck to loosen the stiff muscles.
"There's no rush." Jupiter whispered into her ear again.
"Com'on Ev! Hurry up and let's get to dancing!" Ivan shouted at her from a couple paces away. The contrast between the two men couldn't be more apparent than at that very moment. Jupiter's arm was supporting her from around her waist, while Ivan had let go of her arm to wander off ahead.
"Hey! Ivan!" Eveline called out to him, but he couldn't hear her and he kept walking forward. She shook her head and slumped into Jupiter's arm a bit more. "Are social events usually this exhausting?" She muttered, not expecting anyone to hear, let alone answer.
"Unfortunately so." Jupiter whispered back to her.
"Why do we do this to ourselves?"
Jupiter just shook his head, "I have no idea."
"Hey! Eveline!" Ivan was waving at her from across the way. "Let's go outside and catch a breath of air, ok?"
Eveline nodded, grateful for the option to leave, but Jupiter tightened his grip around her waist for a moment. "Hey Jupiter!" There was a voice unfamiliar to Eveline. She focused to try to figure out where it was coming from until she discovered the source. Elspeth.
"Hey, I need to speak with you!" Elspeth called, gripping Jupiter's arm.
"I'm going to head outside with Ivan, feel free to join me when you're done." Eveline smiled at him. Her headache was getting worse and worse and she desperately could use a breath of clean, quiet air. She was starting to feel a bit woozy too. She pulled Jupiter's arm off who started to protest and she started to weave through the crowd. Her vision was growing difficult. Slightly fuzzy, slightly off. She ran into several people, whom she half-apologized to, but for some reason the words weren't coming out right. Something was wrong. She could hear the sounds of her breathing getting louder over the music. She finally ran into something solid - she felt it and the bursts of magic which had been growing farther and farther apart told her it was the door. She relaxed. It was all going to get better as soon as she stepped outside. She pushed open the door, and everything went black.

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: A Night You'll Never Remember
« Reply #593 on: June 25, 2015, 11:35:56 PM »
No worries about the updates their awesome! ;D The reason I was mad at looking at the family tree is because I found a spoiler. >:( Ugh! I don't like stanley, uh, I mean Ivan, If Majun doesn't trust him, I don't trust him!

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: A Night You'll Never Remember
« Reply #594 on: June 28, 2015, 01:32:05 PM »
Aaaaahhhhh! So excited to see what happens next! ;D Cliffhangers do that to me - they're frustrating but at the same time, I love them because it makes me want to carry on reading! This was a pretty cool update  ;)

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: A Night You'll Never Remember
« Reply #595 on: July 13, 2015, 12:08:58 AM »
Loved Evaline's formal wear!!  All of your heirs have had such outstanding and unique looks.  That's one of those things I always struggle with.  I tend to lean towards a few specific looks, so it's nice to see all the variety you bring to it in their looks and stories.

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Re: Reaper's Genetic Legacy Experiment: Eternal Darkness
« Reply #596 on: August 04, 2015, 06:30:39 PM »
No worries about the updates their awesome! ;D The reason I was mad at looking at the family tree is because I found a spoiler. >:( Ugh! I don't like stanley, uh, I mean Ivan, If Majun doesn't trust him, I don't trust him!
Oh, bummer. I adore my spoilers. And hahaha! Stanley the talking grapefruit. I almost forgot I made that reference. Just wait, the Dragon Age references are coming! I can feel them! And so we have one in the corner against Ivan over here! Interesting. I considered keeping up this facade for longer than what I had, but I'm not that talented at keeping this going without giving something away, so all will be revealed soon enough.

Aaaaahhhhh! So excited to see what happens next! ;D Cliffhangers do that to me - they're frustrating but at the same time, I love them because it makes me want to carry on reading! This was a pretty cool update  ;)
Apologies for the long cliffhanger! I am still alive. I feel terrible that I have to start every update with that (hey everyone, yes I'm still alive. No I haven't stopped working on this story, hahaha *nervous laughter.* I PROMISE I'M WORKING ON THE UPDATE!)
Anyways, I promise I'm working to be more active at this game, it's just that Dragon Age swallowed me whole.

Loved Evaline's formal wear!!  All of your heirs have had such outstanding and unique looks.  That's one of those things I always struggle with.  I tend to lean towards a few specific looks, so it's nice to see all the variety you bring to it in their looks and stories.
I feel like the Reaper's have reintroduced fashion to me. I see a dress and think "oh watcher, that's ugly, that couldn't look good on anyone!" Or "ugh, that's so unflattering to almost all my Sims." Then I find one that just works for them that never worked for anyone else. Eveline was just another case of that. I didn't really like the Prom Dress store pack, but she rocks it so hard that it's worth it! And I'm flattered by the compliment, when truly I feel your characters have a lot more variety than mine... >.> I'm over here like "what goes with this color? Does black go with that color? It does now. BLACK GOES WITH EVERYTHING. EVERYONE WILL WEAR BLACK, DO YOU HEAR ME?! Ahem. Yeah. Reapers. Gothic theme. That's my excuse and I'm sticking with it.


Alrighty, are you guys ready? I'm so ready. I was BORN ready. UPDATE TIME!

Eternal Darkness
Eveline could hear screaming. Someone was screaming her name. Where was it coming from? Who was calling her? She wanted to respond to them. They sounded worried, but she couldn't. She couldn't move at all. The thought would have concerned her, but she had already slipped from consciousness.

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The pavement below her was cold. The world was noisy around her but she could no longer make out the sounds. She traced her hand over the cool surface only to find something wet. The darkness was disconcerting, but she was too out of it to even care that she couldn't see. Instinctively, Eveline brought her fingers to her nose, her arm only begrudgingly responded. She attempted to breathe in and got a strong sniff of something metallic. Something wet and metallic. But she couldn't place the scent. Her mind was threatening to lose consciousness when the thought hit her: blood.

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Something struck Eveline below her eye which brought her back to consciousness, but only barely. Another small strike hit lower on her cheek. The world was still noisy. People were yelling. Things were being thrown. But all Eveline could hear now was the rain. The patter slowly picked up, the striking becoming less noticeable and suddenly she found herself drifting off once again into the darkness.

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Eveline. Something called to her. "Go away. I'm sleeping." She thought to herself, and the voice did just that: faded away to the sound of nothing.

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Someone was moving her body, and she wanted to tell them to stop. They were interrupting her sleep. All she wanted to do was sleep. There was something comfortable about the endless darkness that washed over her. There was nothing though. Her body wasn't responding to any commands, and therefore, no one else around her could either.

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Her head was on something softer now. She hadn't realized how hard the ground was until it suddenly wasn't there anymore, not beneath her head at least. She felt something beneath her head. It was soft, like fabric, but the ground was still there too. She breathed in and was surrounded by a comforting smell - it smelled slightly outdoorsy, but warm. Like spices, perhaps? She couldn't quite describe it. It was a strong scent - a masculine scent. It lulled her back to the abyss.

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The ground disappeared completely from underneath her. Her legs dangled helplessly over someone's arm, and her head found something softer to rest on. Whatever it was, it sure beat the slightly softened fabric-ground she had been on previously. The person who was carrying her began to walk, at first the rhythm was jarring, but soon it became a lullaby. Eveline pressed her face further into the softness and inhaled deeply, getting a strong whiff of the same scent that was on the previous surface - spices and pine. She now picked out. A voice started to speak as she felt a rumble in the makeshift pillow she had just found. She couldn't make out what it was saying, but soon found herself drifting off once again.

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Throbbing. There was a strong throbbing on the back of Eveline's head. She groaned quietly to herself as she felt herself coming back to consciousness more thoroughly. It didn't take long after she noticed the throbbing for the panic to start to sink in.
Her breath hitched, her pulse started to pound faster, increasing the throbbing in her head. In seconds she gripped at the surface below her and it gave with her fingers. Plush, like a pillow. Her hand slowly twitched by her face as she tried to move it to check herself for injuries. Her legs were so sore - so stiff... so, unresponsive. She commanded her body to move, to let her see, but nothing gave. She used all of her strength to press her palm into the cushiony surface below her, summoning every bit of magic she could...

But there was only blackness.

Her magic wasn't there.

Eveline could feel her lungs restricting tighter in her chest. Her breathing started coming out in gasps as she panicked. She struggled to get her body to cooperate with what her mind wanted. It wasn't responding quickly, if it even responded at all to her. She could feel warmth pooling around her eyes and spilling out down the sides of her cheeks. Her lip quivered as she whimpered. She was helpless.

Something shifted in the distance. She could hear it, just barely, and it amplified her fears. Sleep was tugging at her consciousness again and she fought with everything she could to stay up. The surface shifted beneath the weight of something next to her as she felt someone sit. She was on a mattress of some kind. She wanted to fight, to struggle, to hit, to do anything, but nothing responded save for her arm moving slowly in that direction. She clutched her fingers as tightly as she could, but it was still too difficult to get a strong fist going, and her grip on the fabric below her was weak. She whimpered again and squeezed her eyes shut tight, not that it would do any good.

Something soft touched her cheek. She flinched slightly at the sudden touch, but suddenly the tears were coming out faster now. "Please don't hurt me." Her voice came out shaky as she sobbed softly. "I don't want to go to sleep again." Her voice was raspy and soft when she spoke, it was foreign to her. She could feel the sleep coming back in full force now as she tried once again to make a fist with her hand. "No. It's too dark." She cried.

She felt the top part of her body being lifted and suddenly surrounded. The panic seemed horrifying all at once and then it subsided. She was being hugged, tightly. It was the most welcome feeling she could have ever imagined feeling at that moment. She began to sob again, her nose was running now. The bed shifted again below her and she was being cradled. Her head rested against something familiar, the scent barely filling her nose which was now stuffy from the tears. Pine and spices and cinnamon. She picked it out fully now. It was almost too calming and she started to squeeze her fingers into a fist repeatedly - pulsing in a way to try to keep herself awake. "No." She whimpered out. "Please..."

A hand was stroking her hair. "You're safe now. I will always keep you safe." The voice rumbled in his chest. She could feel her breathing slowing to match the strokes on her hair. "Don't be afraid."

Then silence. The eternal darkness stretched on.


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« Reply #597 on: August 04, 2015, 06:52:14 PM »
Aww! That's so sad, I wonder what happened, though I need know to figure who smells like pine! Ugh! I love your writing style!  ;D Congrats on 41,500 views!

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« Reply #598 on: August 05, 2015, 12:45:58 AM »
I saw no pictures at first and thought my laptop was failing to render the images, then I realized the really clever thin you did there.  We just experienced the story through her senses.  Those exact visual cues I'd been responding to from the last update were suddenly gone.  Clever. 

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« Reply #599 on: August 05, 2015, 08:58:29 AM »
I agree with Pippin, very clever to let us experience that the way Eveline did. But how can you leave us hanging like that?

 

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