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Re: Interview with a Night Walker
« Reply #15 on: February 04, 2011, 11:47:23 PM »
True about River Phoenix, but I believe Ms. Rice came to the opinion that Tom Cruise was a good Lestat after she saw the performance.  I have nothing against Tom Cruise and think he's a fine actor, but I don't know if anyone would be able to play Lestat convincingly. 

My turn to apologize for dragging us off topic, but I just couldn't resist.  I'm a big Anne Rice fan.  :)
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Re: Interview with a Night Walker
« Reply #16 on: February 05, 2011, 03:15:05 AM »
:o What? I love that movie and I love Tom Cruise and I thought he was an amazing actor! So as not to get off-topic I have to say, I love the story so far and vampires are awesome!

I think it's just a opinion thing. Personally I agree with you as I could really enjoy the way Tom Cruise has worked out the dark bloody humor of Lestat.

I'm a bad person. :P Also I am getting off topic here now. Is there some good moderator left here active who can be a good example for us all? :S



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Re: Interview with a Night Walker
« Reply #17 on: February 07, 2011, 03:30:37 PM »
Intriguing story, will be keeping my eye on this one.
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Re: Interview with a Night Walker
« Reply #18 on: February 08, 2011, 02:16:04 PM »
Wow! That about covers it! can't wait for more!!

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Re: Interview with a Night Walker
« Reply #19 on: February 08, 2011, 05:16:33 PM »
(Author's Note:  This chapter has been finished for several days, but it took me a while to get it posted because my sims just didn't want to cooperate for the necessary screen shots.  I ended up taking a few shortcuts to get what I needed.  While the story up to this point follows the game play to the letter, from here on out it deviates slightly.)

Part III

The first rule of survival is no different for us than it is for you:  to live, you must eat.

Feeding was a process with which I struggled at first.  Not because of the morality of it…no, I found myself oddly estranged from such concepts, and the distance grew with the passing of the days.  I don’t believe this was a conscious decision on my part.  It was more a part of my new state of being than anything else.  Only one in a long list of things I was to lose.



Actually, I had spent most of my past life with my nose buried in books, and despite my recent rebirth, very little had changed in that particular respect.  In fact, I still have several large bookcases brimming with innumerable volumes of literature, all of which I have read cover to cover at least once.

This left me socially inept, and thus I was at a disadvantage when it came to hunting.  It was not at all uncommon for my quarry to escape my grasp, without me enjoying so much as a taste.  There are alternatives for us, and it is nothing so complex as financing the development of “clone blood” or raiding plasma banks…but still, for most of us, there is nothing quite like the real thing.  For some time, I survived by drinking this vile liquid.



Public speaking classes were suggested by a few of my newly acquired friends, and by this point I was willing to try anything.  They did help to get things moving, but honestly, there was no substitute for experience and the self-confidence gained from my first successful feeding.  By way of public outings and private parties, I practiced and refined my technique until it was elegant in it’s form and flawless in it’s execution.  It wasn’t long at all before there were few who could resist my enchanting allure.

I had it all at this point:  I was lionized as a brilliant physician who was at the top of her field, and with that came all the money, fame and friends that any sane person could possibly want for…immortal or not.  But like anyone who has ever had everything they’ve ever desired thrown at their feet, I found my existence to be lacking. 

Life is not about nourishing your “wants.”  No, that is a hunger that is never satisfied.  But even immortals have needs.  We, too, have emotional cravings, such as they are, and they need to be appeased as well.  In short:  my heart ached for one, single kindred spirit to share the joys of my life with.  And so, my finely tuned hunting skills found themselves a new use, as I set out to fill that cold emptiness in my heart.

Then, it appeared as though a miracle had manifested itself in my life, and the void was suddenly filled.  It was almost as though the universe itself, in a moment of uncharacteristic compassion, personally delivered him to my door so that I might finally know contentment, despite my shortcomings.  Dedrick was the congenial companion I had desired for so long.



Had I maintained any regard for trappings and protocol of high society, I might not have even considered him as a suitor.  As I was busy with my career and meager social circle, I had little time for managing the cleanliness of my apartment.  Thus, I hired a cleaning service and he was the housekeeper they sent.  But while Dedrick was not exceptionally great at his job, he was charming, kind and somewhat handsome.  I could tell he cared little for things like wealth and status, and the fact that I was a Night Walker mattered to him even less.  He liked me for who I was, not what I was.

Yes.  He was a Day Walker, like you are.




We shared many an evening out before we came to the decision to marry.  It was a beautiful ceremony, held after sunset so that my friends and I would be more comfortable.  Of all the astounding things that I have accomplished in my life, this was the most prodigious of them all, by far.

I devoted my life with Dedrick to elevating him to heights he had never imagined he could reach.  And it’s entirely possible he would have never reached his potential without my sponsorship.  He often credited his success to my endless benefaction and encouragement.

“Without the support of my beloved wife, Veronika,” he had said many, many times, “I would be nothing.”

But he was mistaken:  it was I who was nothing before I met him, and I have been nothing since he departed.



I apologize, Day Walker.  This is very difficult for me to relate to you.  Countless years have passed, and my heart is still broken.  You see:  he would not come with me. 



He choose to continue to walk in the sunlight, as it was my decision to remain in the darkness.  Many times I begged him to join with me…to accept this gift that I was given, too.  But I could not change his heart any more than I could fix the moon in the sky above my head to prevent the break of dawn.  He feared what the transformation might alter within him:  because I loved the man he was, he dared not risk becoming something else…for I might somehow cease love him.  But how could I not?





So I was forced to stand there and watch, day by day, as he grew old and died as I remained steadfast and ageless.  It was a full and rich life from his perspective, but to me it happened in the blink of an eye.



I still visit him, up there on that hill, where he rests peacefully as my existence painfully endures.  I occasionally curse him for his illiberality…but these are hollow words:  I know full well that I’m the selfish one.

When I think of my departed beloved, it always takes me back to that night in Elvira’s apartment.  ‘The cruel joke that is life,’ she said.  I remember her words well, and I never understood them as perfectly as I did on the day that I was robbed of my Dedrick.

It was life’s way of reinforcing in me that, no matter how deep into the darkness I fled, I would never escape it’s tyrannical punch-line.

To be continued.....
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Re: Interview with a Night Walker
« Reply #20 on: February 08, 2011, 06:09:25 PM »
Ah R.I.P. Dedrick. At least she found someone to be happy with even though she lost him in the end. Poor Veronika!

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« Reply #21 on: March 10, 2011, 01:02:12 AM »
First of all:  This thread should probably be moved to the Miscellaneous Stories child board, since that's the category it would really fall under I think.

Second of all:  I haven't forgotten about this story.  When I get on a roll with something like this, my mind tends to go in all directions at once and my train of thought can get muddled.  And then when I write, it never seems to turn out anywhere near as good as the "movie in my mind" looks to me.  The words don't flow, and the story gets choppy and chaotic.

And sometimes when I start a story, I decide to take it in a completely different direction depending on how things flow, and I struggle with deciding on which things I want to keep and which things I need do discard because they no longer fit.  When I put a bunch of ideas down, it's because I like those ideas and I loathe getting rid of any of them.

In cases of either of the above, I simply need to take a step away for a little bit to basically "clear my mind's cache files" lol.  As it turned out with this particular story, both of them happened.  But after a bit of a break where I didn't even think about it or even play the sim it was based around (getting new ideas would only make matters worse lol), I looked at it again the day before yesterday and started brainstorming.  The brainstorm ended up turning into a typhoon, and now I'm a lot farther ahead in the story than I am with getting screenshots lol.

So now I continue.  Sorry for the delay, and I hope it was worth the wait.

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Part IV

My love…my Dedrick, was a man of overwhelming generosity and he regularly lavished me with tokens of his affection.  But there is one gift that he gave that I cherished above and beyond all the others.  A single, shining jewel that illuminated our lives, so valuable and beautiful that it made even the most flawless diamonds as dull and worthless as a pebble along the roadside.  This bounty that he shared with me chased away the shadows cast over my heart by what I knew was to become of him, and provided succor to my shattered spirit in the days after he left my side for whatever lies beyond the darkness in which I dwell.



Yes, Day Walker:  a child.  Her name was Serena.



She took after me in some ways:  Her hair, her mouth…and as she grew older it became apparent that her mind was just as starved for knowledge as mine was at her age, if not more so.  She owned a charm and a wit that few others could hope to rival, and to merely be in her presence was to understand love on a new, more profound level.  We knew early on that she was destined to a phenomenon in whatever she chose to do.



Serena favored her father in other ways:  she had his eyes, his chin…and his passion for his mortal existence.  She shared an integral, unbreakable bond with nature, and she loved nothing more than to nurture plants, to grow her own food and to simply bask in the glory of the natural process of life.  For me to remove my child from her hallowed sunlight would have been a vicious cruelty and an unspeakable crime.  I could not even bring myself to ask.



Yet another loved one, torn brutally from my adoring embrace.

But…before the ‘cruel joke’ could have it’s way with her, she managed to marry and make a life of her own.  He was not the husband I would have liked for my precious daughter, but what man ever is to a mother?  Regardless, he adored her as my Dedrick did me, and did everything within his meager ability to make her life with him a joyous one.  And in this, at least, I was content.



They, too had children, and in turn those children had families of their own in order to create a new generation, and on and on, several times over.  In fact, many of my descendents still live in this very city.  That alone I consider to be an unconditional victory over all of life‘s harsh inevitabilities.



Over the years, I have done what I could to distance myself from them, and as a result my name is long forgotten to them.  But still, I cannot resist the urge to dote on my kin from afar:  anonymous birthday gifts, unexplainable trust funds, ambiguous opportunities that should not have been there.  I prefer allow them to believe that they live a charmed existence, as I remain the faceless, mysterious benefactor that they don’t even realize they have.  And it’s very expensive to remain in the shadows as I have.



Why go through all the trouble?  It’s a simple explanation, really:  to shield them from my darkness…from the monster that I am.  Because there are some secrets which should remain buried.

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Re: Interview with a Night Walker
« Reply #22 on: March 10, 2011, 02:16:34 AM »
Ah poor Veronika. I would say welcome Serena, but I'm too late with that one! Welcome Serena's descendants?! That was an awesome update! Worth the wait. Am I to believe you had a non-vampire kid in one try??  :o :o

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« Reply #23 on: March 10, 2011, 02:30:54 AM »
Good god no.  I ended up having to cheat in the name of artistic license, because a vampire child didn't work for what the story evolved into. 

I made 6 attempts at it before I finally gave up.  I then created a separate save file for the story, and created a toddler that I modified from Veronika in CAS.  I had to include an adult, so I merged them with the household in the story save file, then moved the adult out lol.

The first attempt at it I kept, though, and that's Veronika's daughter in the pictures I posted of them in the vampires thread.



This is Veronika's real daughter, Serena.
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« Reply #24 on: March 10, 2011, 02:35:23 AM »
Oh ok! That sounds better lol. I was thinking you got the miracle child haha. The real Serena is beautiful!

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« Reply #25 on: March 10, 2011, 03:44:11 AM »
She is a much more slender version of her mother, with her father's eyes.  She's nowhere near as heavily muscled as her mother is (she takes after her father in that respect, too), but let's just say that certain "attributes" did get passed down.  Yeah, she takes after her mother in more ways than being a vampire lol.
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« Reply #26 on: March 13, 2011, 10:30:53 AM »
I haven't played with a vampire yet; your story makes me want to try one! I love all the vampire movies and your story has definitely got me looking forward to your next chapter!

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« Reply #27 on: March 13, 2011, 01:02:42 PM »
First of all:  This thread should probably be moved to the Miscellaneous Stories child board, since that's the category it would really fall under I think.

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« Reply #28 on: March 15, 2011, 03:42:43 PM »
Thanks for the move!

Part V

To co-exist is to suffer.  Two people cannot occupy the same world without eventually causing each other pain…either through intent or by happenstance.  Individuality is both our greatest gift and our darkest curse.  I, myself, have gone out of my way to minimize the damage caused in the wake of me living my life, but sometimes you can’t see your crimes until the harm is done.

You see, Day Walker:  Serena was not an only child.



Much later, Dedrick and I had a son, and we welcomed him with the same exuberance and loved him with the same reckless abandon that we did his sister.  We thought ourselves to be doubly blessed…but nothing could have prepared us for the reality he brought with him.



Serena and Adrian were diametric opposites of one another, almost as if it was cognizant choice made by both of them as their spirits intermingled in the vacuity between life and death prior to their conception.  Where Serena brought joy to those who made her acquaintance, Adrian inflicted sorrow on any who crossed his path.  As Serena was infinite in her capacity for compassion, Adrian’s wrath knew no limits.  My daughter:  the exquisite creator…My son:  the ruthless destroyer. 

And as the days rolled on, he only became more vicious.



Adrian and Serena were as different as the night and the day that they walked in respectively.  This son, you see, parallels his mother in one important respect:  he inherited my gift.  But if traits are truly inherited throughout subsequent generations, it was not I that he truly took after, but his grandmother in darkness:  Elvira.



Before Serena was born, Dedrick and I had been looking at larger houses to accommodate our growing family.  But after I became pregnant, the homes that we had previously decided on suddenly became more expensive or unavailable.  To this day, I do not know the reason with absolute certainty, but I maintain some suspicions.  The only place to live that suited our needs and was still within our budget was a penthouse…directly across the street from Elvira’s.  It was a nice enough place, and Elvira and I were still very close, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that this was not an accident.



Perhaps it was her desire to watch me and my children more closely, but I cannot say as I never posed the question.  And indeed, she did participate in their lives to a great extent and even seemed to care for my daughter, to the extent of which she was capable.  Serena even came to see her as a surrogate grandmother, as my mother was long gone before her birth.



But Adrian took his darkness to extremes that caused even Elvira to come to curse his name.  If my old friend did have a machination, I am well certain that Adrian did not fit into it as she had hoped.   My only comfort is that his father did not live long enough to see his dark son realize his terrible potential. 



Mercifully, it has been a long time since I have seen his face or bore witness to his handiwork, so I can only wonder if this world has been cleansed of his stain.  But as familiar as I am with life, I don’t dare to hope that it fosters any sense of justice.

While on some level, I believe there to be no more serious a wrong than to speak ill of your own flesh and blood, but it is the obligation of every responsible being to maintain ownership of their misdeeds.  Adrian is my sin…and all of the good that I have done cannot make up for this unspeakable crime.  As I do still love my son, it saddens me to no small extent to have to say this:  I have no greater regret than I do for this darkness that I called forth and inflicted on the world.



Do not ask, as I will not speak of his deeds to you.  Even for the likes of the Night Walkers, one is never the same having heard these accounts.  As I told you:  there are some secrets that are best left unspoken.  Indeed, I have shared much with you this evening, but these are not my tales to tell.

And if you are wise, you will pray that you are never in a position to hear them.
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Re: Interview with a Night Walker
« Reply #29 on: March 15, 2011, 04:08:47 PM »
I'm not wise. I wanna here them. Please  ;)

 

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