#this is 1000 words long and includes everything I like like there are thieves and cool outfits and magic and parties and cults and flaying

[algolagniaa]

As the crowd disperses either to dance or seek other diversions, you stand still a moment, wavering. You really should start looking for this hidden room; who knows how long it will take to discover it, let alone break in? But the temptation is too strong and you turn towards the direction the Duke indicated for the east wing, determined to find this Luna.

You do have all night, after all.

You’re not the only one walking towards the east wing, either. You follow a group of people who appear to know the way, up a gleaming staircase and down several halls. Many of the rooms have doors standing open with partygoers inside, drinking or playing games or watching another entertainer perform. As you pass one room, you catch a glimpse of a woman in a long glittering dress draped over a couch. A man kneels next to her and feeds her something dark and wet out of a wooden bowl that stains the edges of his sleeve crimson, but the door shuts before you can tell what it is. Finally, you reach a room with a sign propped on an easel next to the door that proclaims that Luna, the Ecdysial Ecstasy will be performing within.

A woman – presumably Luna - stands in the middle of the room on a slightly raised platform that is bare except for a cushioned stool. Chairs surround her in a semi-circle and you take one of the few remaining seats. Music plays softly from seemingly nowhere as you glance around the room. The walls are draped with dark velvet, muffling all sound, and several candelabras surround the platform. Luna still does not speak or otherwise acknowledge the presence of the audience. She is dressed in a white lace corset with a sheer, gauzy skirt that reveals more than it covers. Her mask is a very light shade of green, with an odd embroidery beneath each eye that looks like a second set of eyes picked out in black and yellow thread. She is also, you notice, barefoot. At some unknown sign, the music grows louder as the gas lamps are turned down and the murmured conversation dies out immediately as everyone’s attention is fixed on Luna.

The dance begins.

She bends and sways and spins, sending her skirt floating after her like the tail of a comet. Luna moves with the grace of a prima ballerina, sensual, captivating. She removes her skirt with a flourish and it floats gently as a feather to the ground.

Luna puts one foot onto the cushioned stool and reaches for the top of her thigh as if to remove a stocking, though her legs are bare. Instead, to your astonishment she begins to roll the skin of her thigh down with seductive deliberation, revealing delicate sinew and red-gleaming muscle. There is very little blood, just the slow and steady divesting of flesh. The skin of her arms she removes one finger at a time as if tugging off opera gloves. The audience watches in rapt silence as the flayed woman continues dancing, leaving bloody footprints on the platform. She treats the peeling off of her skin as if it was as painless and tantalizing as the removal of her clothes – and it is.

It’s beautiful. It’s horrific. It’s violent and elegant and you can’t stop watching, your mind ablaze with fascination.

Luna turns her back to you with exaggerated coyness despite the fact that she is more naked than is possible by merely undressing and undoes her corset, letting it fall away. There’s something on her back, spreading across her shoulderblades and down her spine; you can’t get a good look at it in the flickering candlelight but the shifting shadows make it appear to writhe slightly, as if something is pressing against the underside of her skin and is -desperate to burst free. She slowly reaches behind her to the middle of her back, hips swaying to the music, and pulls. The drums begin to pound and your heart pounds with it, everything feeling as though it is building to something, the tension growing tighter and tighter until your every nerve is pulled taut. Something is about to happen, but you don’t know what. You realize you are holding your breath, leaning forward in your seat in anticipation.

And a pair of pale green moth wings unfurls from Luna’s back, the motion as sharp and smoothly elegant as a woman snapping open a fan. It sends a fine spray of blood over the people sitting in the first two rows, but they do not appear to notice the blood now staining their masks. The wings, several feet in diameter, stretch and shudder, still dripping blood from the tail on the lower set of wings. There is no mistaking that they are not a costume but attached to the exposed muscle of Luna’s back. She strikes several poses so the audience can better admire her wings, her metamorphosis complete. You can see her muscles tense and pull as she moves; she is fully naked besides her mask, not even her skin keeping her from the hungry eyes around you.

Finally the song draws to a close and Luna dips into a bow, her wings fluttering slightly. The audience claps with enthusiasm, and for the first time Luna smiles. The gas lamps are turned up again and the rest of the audience gets to their feet and begins to file out of the room. Some people talk animatedly to their companions, raving about her performance and declaring it even better than last year’s, while others nearly stumble out, looking as stunned as you feel.

You walk out of the room, mind reeling. Every terrible rumor you’ve heard about this night, the stories told in hushed whispers and dismissed with a nervous laugh, you’re beginning to think are true after all. You’ve never seen anything like this before, never dreamed such a thing was even possible. And yet...you know what you saw. This wasn’t a costume or some stage magician’s trick, you just saw a real woman take off her skin like it was nothing more than fabric to be discarded with a teasing glance.

Perhaps this experience has made you even more determined to steal what you can from the Duke, since now it seems the worth of his treasures is far beyond what you originally estimated. Or has what you’ve witnessed lit a fire in you that has yet to burn out? Will your feet carry you almost unconsciously on to the next spectacle?

well I’m definitely still here to steal. And I’m going to steal. I take my work very seriously. but holy shit…… I’ve never seen anything like this before. I’m probably never going to have another chance to see a place like this again. there won’t be any harm in exploring a little….. especially since I don’t know the layout of the mansion, after all. hard to know where a secret room is if I’m just running around haphazardly. my best bet is probably to wander around a little and get the lay of the land, watch how other people are coming and going. especially servants or anyone who seems like they may be more than just a guest - they might unconsciously lead me right where I’m trying to go.

and if I have some fun while I’m working and check out more creepy circus acts….. well who could blame me? it’ll probably even make me look less suspicious if I’m actually participating in the night’s events. part of me knows that I’m just talking myself into this because I really want to see more of this ball, but the rest of me ignores that little voice and keeps talking myself into it. I take a sip of the drink in my hand and follow the crowd into the next room

[frostehburr]

I Completed Skyrim and All I Got Was an Arrow to the Knee

After 300+ hours in the game playing an argonian, I finally finished everything in Skyrim!

I wanted to get every achievement there was for the game and, while most of them were easy, it was a serious long grind to get them all. The story and side quest achievements went by fast as I leveled up to level 25 which knocked out 3 achievements.

Along the way I easily obtained Explorer, Artificer, Snake Tongue, and Hard Worker simply doing various side and miscellaneous quests. Which also had achievements I got for doing an abundance of them.

The two DLC had some relatively easy achievements as well. One was for a side quest that gave me a cool shield while another had me shoot the sun with a special bow. Oh and the werewolf mastery I got during my time with the companions.

I ended up getting all Black Books and discovering every location on Solstheim unlocking two more achievements. Completing the island was simple enough but my smithing skill was too underleveled to smith any stalrim. So I had to come back for that at another time.

I was about level 40 when I had completed every quest that wasn't radiant. With nothing else to do, I continuously did thieves guild quests and increased my pick pocketing to 67. Turned out using one handed weapons most of the time managed to get me to skill level 100 in single handing. There's a joke somewhere in that but I'm not going to go out of my way to say it. Pointing it out, however, I will.

So yeah, didn't increase pick pocket but I did get the thieves guild back on its feet and became the guild master. Another achievement unlocked. Thought I'd have a harder time with that one.

At level 48 I struggled getting my smithing high enough to make stalrim items. A megaton of locks, nails, and diamond gold necklaces later and I got the ebony smithing perk unlocked and finally made a stalrim axe.

At this point I'm level 50, finishing the final level up achievement, and had purchased all houses, read every skill book I could find, and started a family on one of the lots I built. The achievement wouldn't unlock until I added 3 wings to each house, causing me to spend a fortune on lumber and iron.

It was then I only had three grueling achievements left... After I went on a rampage and got a bounty of 1000 in all holds. Unfortunately, I was still in the 50s and legendary dragons don't spawn until level 80. Meaning I had to do an ultra load of grinding.

To make the grind easier, I went out to collect all dragon priest masks as well as all the shouts. Turned out summoning that zombie dragon gives you soul tear which is another achievement.

So, all the dragon priests masks and all shouts collected. I had nothing but dungeon delving to do. So I cleared out everything across the entire map, got those forsaken stones of benadryl, and got to level 77.

From there it was a matter of spending the rest of the time maximizing magic. Illusion, Restoration, Alteration, and Conjuration were made legendary along with one and two handed weapons. I also maxed out smithing and forged dragon scale armor which made Thava, my character, look super cool.

But I was still one level short of 80 but got lucky since speech skill goes up whenever you buy and sell items at the local vendor.

It was finally time to slay a legendary dragon which proved far more difficult than any of the other achievements. Yes, including the tame and ride 5 dragons. I knocked that one out right after I got the bend will shout in Solstheim.

I went to three word walls and got the usual blood, revered, and standard dragons. Utterly frustrating and disappointing.

It wasn't until the 4th blood dragon guarding a word wall that a legendary just showed up!

The dragon went down fast and the final achievement was won!

Honestly, 100%ing this game wasn't bad until the final three. Trying to grind more levels progressing slower and slower each level was numbing. I don't want to grind like that ever again. At least there were rewards in the game to make it worth the tedious pain.

I'd advise against 100%ing Skyrim. The insane amount of grinding I had to do was not worth it. So long as you're playing at your leisure, it's fun and makes the time enjoyable. But if you're going in with the intention of 100%ing the game, you're going to have a bad time.

I sill like the game but I really need some time away from Bethesda titles after this.

[sturchling]

The Gilded Poppy Meets Marinette

First of all, I hit 1000 followers last night! Thank you all so much, this is so cool. If there is anything special y’all want me to do for 1000 followers, let me know. 

This is an idea that I saw and talked about with @anastasian-dreamer and @musicfeedsmysoul12 and I loved it so much. I just had to write it out! I will write another one where the Poppy helps to defeat Hawkmoth. Find it here. I hope you all like it!

Nikolai and Remy had met the Dupain-Chengs not long after they met each other. They were only 15 and had not yet mastered being thieves. They needed food and they decided to try stealing from a popular local bakery. The plan was for Remy to talk to the bakers and distract them, while Nikolai grabbed some bread. The plan, however didn’t work at all. Sabine caught Nikolai the instant he touched the bread. But instead of getting mad and calling the police, Sabine gave them the bread with a smile. Sabine could tell they were living on the streets when they came in and since the bakery was doing well, Sabine didn’t see the harm in giving the boys free food. The boys thanked them and left the bakery with their stomachs full.

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That wasn’t the last time they went to Tom and Sabine’s bakery. They often went there and the couple always gave them free food. They grew close with the family and one day met their daughter Marinette. The boys were in the bakery, talking to the couple as they ate when a young girl, who couldn’t have been older than six, came into the room. The little girl looked at the teen boys and with a big smile on her face, asked her mother, “Mama, are they the ones you give all the bread to? Can they come play with me?” Sabine looked at the little girl with a kind smile, “If they want to Marinette.” That is how Remy and Nikolai found themselves being led into the most pink bedroom they had ever seen, with a plate full of fresh cookies and one very excited six year old. As they played with Marinette, the two boys agreed to make sure no harm ever came to this little girl and her parents, and to make sure to pay them back for their kindness.

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Years went by, and the Gilded Poppy was now a well known group of thieves made up of six people. Despite being busy with their heists, Remy and Nikolai always made a point to visit their favorite bakery every time they were in Paris. The rest of the Gilded Poppy often came with them and had also grown to care for the Dupain-Cheng family. Remy and Nikolai acted as older brothers for Marinette and the rest of the Poppy were like the crazy aunts and uncles of their weird family. Jett, Remy, and Zoe often got up to crazy schemes (nothing illegal, but always funny) with Marinette, the four of them constantly laughing. Vivienne would talk to Marinette for hours about fashion and her latest designs. Remy and Nikolai had also started sending the family expensive gifts to pay back their kindness from all those years ago.

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On one trip to the bakery, as they ate their food and talked with Tom and Sabine, the door to the bakery was flung open by Marinette, who rushed by and up to her room without a word, very clearly upset. Tom and Sabine just looked resigned at this point. They knew this was likely the work of that liar Lila Rossi, but there wasn’t much they had been able to do to help Marinette. They supported her as best they could at home, but they hadn’t made any progress with the school. When Nikolai asked what was wrong, they told the Poppy the whole story. Needless to say the Poppy was furious that some third rate con-woman had been making life hard for Marinette. And they were going to try there best to stop it right now. 

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For the next few days, they followed the liar around discreetly. They listened to all her lies and listened to the class falling for them. Any time that Lila lied and said Marinette was bullying her, the Poppy had a hard time not jumping in right then, but they knew they needed to wait for the right lie at the right moment. So they watched as the liar continued to lie about everything under the sun and the class isolate Marinette more and more. The only person that seemed to stand by her was Adrien Agreste. Other than that, all her other friends had abandoned her, and it made the Poppy furious. But they soon got their perfect moment to intervene.

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Marinette was away at a doctor’s appointment and Lila was using the opportunity to come up with the most outlandish lies she could say, since the designer wasn’t there to mess anything up. She was telling the class about some of her ‘adventures in Italy’ when she came up with a new story. The Gilded Poppy was in the news a lot lately, so Lila claimed to have almost caught them once during a heist in Venice. She told the class she had risked her safety to safeguard a priceless painting and how the Poppy had threatened her, but she still did what she thought was right. Alya was looking at Lila with stars in her eyes. “Wow Lila! That is amazing. No wonder you are Ladybug’s best friend, you are already like a hero.” The class fawned over their friend’s ‘heroic deeds’ not knowing they were being listened to by a certain conman.

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Remy couldn’t believe the idiocy of this liar and the class. He and Nikolai really needed to convince Tom and Sabine to move Marinette out of this class. But that is a discussion for another time. For now, the liar had backed herself into a corner and Remy would be able to put an end to this madness. He quickly fell into character and approached the class. “Pardon me, but did I hear your story about the Gilded Poppy correctly?” Lila smiled at the stranger, always looking to charm and amaze the people she met. “Yes, it is true. If it wasn’t for me, they would have stolen that masterpiece.” Remy put on his most charming smile, making sure he sounded calm and happy. “That is amazing. I am a true crime author and am writing a book about the Gilded Poppy. I would love to include your story in my book. When did this happen? What were they trying to steal? And where were they stealing it? Tell me everything.” Remy knew the girl would take the bait. From what he could tell, this girl lied for attention and fame,  so the offer to be in a book would be too good to resist. Remy smirked as Lila jumped into a story about how last August, the Poppy had tried to steal the famous  Ginevra de’ Benci painting from the Museo Correr and ending her tale with how the Poppy had threatened to kill her for stopping them. 

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Lila had finished her story and expected this author to be as astonished and fooled as the class. But instead she was met with a confused look. Remy made sure he looked perfectly confused before innocently asking, “Young lady, what are you talking about? Please don’t waste my time with made up stories.” The class looked confused at the man in front of them, before Nino spoke up. “What do you mean sir? Lila isn’t lying.” Remy looked at the class with a practiced cool look. “I do not wish to be rude, but she is lying. I have several accounts, including witnesses, police reports, and news articles that put the Poppy in New York from last July to September. They weren’t in Venice. They also are notoriously non-violent. They wouldn’t threaten to kill you. Also, the painting you mentioned is famously held in the National Art Gallery in Washington D.C., not the Museo Correr in Venice. You can all look this up, it is common knowledge.” The class all pulled out their phones, trying to prove that their friend wasn’t lying. Trying to defend her against this author. But they couldn’t find anything. They saw that everything this author said was true. About the Poppy, about the painting, everything. They quickly turned to their friend, now realizing that she was a liar. They started yelling at her and the school courtyard dissolved into chaos. It was so chaotic that no one noticed that Remy had disappeared.

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Things got a lot better for Marinette after that. Lila was exposed as the liar she is and the chaos of that day even drew Mr. Damocles out of his office. Once he found out what happened and the extent of Lila’s lies, Lila was expelled from school. The class did apologize to Marinette, but the friendships were already to damaged to be mended by a simple apology. Remy and Nikolai did end up convincing Tom and Sabine to switch Marinette out of that class. Now Marinette was in Mrs. Mendeleiev’s class and was much happier. She had made a bunch of new friends and the class had a lot less drama going on. The Poppy was just happy to see their dear Marinette happy again and was glad they could help her. 

[barbedwirefever]

The Men from Marijampole

by Margaret Drummond

They spoke his language but he didn’t always understand the words. These newcomers were young, and brash. They drove flashy cars and slammed the doors noisily at night. Nevertheless he remembered the flutter of excitement when he had seen the sleek, black Mercedes parked by the house.  A car from home- he still called it although he had spent nearly 70 years here in London. In the old country there had hardly ever been any cars, not then.

Fleetingly he imagined how he would burst into the kitchen and tell Ona the news. ‘All the way from Marijampole! Imagine!’ But he had lost Ona five years ago. Now in the evenings he sat alone in the living room, surrounded by the myriad of nick-knacks she had collected. An amber heart embedded with tiny, shimmering seeds from Palanga, a carving of the castle in Vilnius that his cousin had sent years ago. Even though those thieving Soviet post officials had prised off the tiny amber flag on its flimsy spike of a flagpole, Ona had insisted on giving the picture pride of place over the fireplace. ‘To remind us,’ she said.

After Independence they had talked about going home, but everything had happened at the wrong time. It was too late for them, and in the beginning they had been fearful for the future.

‘You can’t trust them,’ Ona used to say. ‘And we have been here so long.’ He would nod, inwardly weeping at how he had left the little hut in the middle of the forest midst a swirl of shrill recriminations and protestations- reprimands which had haunted him as he had fled westwards. Mama had never known Ona. Ona, with her flaxen curls like rippled rye and her cornflower eyes had been the first beautiful thing he had seen when he arrived in the weed-strewn ruins of London all those years ago. And she had spoken his language.

He tried so hard with the new neighbours. The young woman smiled tightly when she saw him but ducked her head down low. She was as wary of him, as he was of her...and the men.... He greeted them in their language and initially they had been surprised to hear him speak. ‘I came after the war,’ he said. ‘I fled from the Russians.’ One of them showed him the car, detailing its array of gadgets. The old man understood very little. ‘And what do you do?’ he asked the younger man, just to keep the conversation going. Again he struggled to understand the words. The man saw his confusion. ‘I work with computers,’ he said finally, turning to his friends with a smile

At night he could hear them. Sometimes they sang, as Baltic people do. Now and then he recognised the wisp of a song from a wedding or a midsummer walk in the forest. But they never asked him in, so he sat in his flat, still and alone, like a fly caught in a teardrop of amber.

Margaret Drummond is a retired teacher and translator who grew up in London in a Dutch/Lithuanian family. She writes about growing up in an emgiree family on various blogs including 24 Days of a Baltic Christmas and CafeLit. She is very interested in how cultures merge and diversify in an ever-changing Europe and explains that: ‘When I grew up in the 60s there were only 1000 Lithuanians in London. Everyone knew everyone else but noone outside the community had ever heard of Lithuania. When the new migrants arrived after Lithuania joined the EU it was a great shock to discover that the Lithuania our parents had left and had striven to keep alive all those years in exile had changed beyond recognition. Indeed, some of us wonder if that fading picture the older generation had painted to us over and over again in stories and songs had actually ever existed quite in the way they remembered.’

[miyomiikonran]

Whumptober Day 5

Extra rules: Each short story will be between 500-1000 words and will include at least one of my or @ironic-artist's OCs.

Today's theme: Where do you think you're going?

Choosen prompt: Failed escape

Universe: Wakfu

Character: Shinuo

Word count: ~1000

Trigger warnings: Emotional distress

For more notes please look at the end!

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Forest was awefully quiet tonight. It seemed painfully ironic as it often was not letting him fall asleep easily, with all of it's lively creatures just going about their night or loud howling of the wind moving huge, old trees. Tonight there was nothing. Not even a single cloud to disguise him from bright moonlight. But Shinuo decided to proceed with his plan no matter what, despite fear consuming him from within.

All three of his kidnappers finally fell asleep, due to extra herbs and alcohol he added to their mulled wine. He had been waiting for such opportunity for so, so long… They barely trusted him with anything, but taste of nicely flavoured with herbs wine turned out to be enough for them to take that risk. He slowly got up, but only to his knees, slowly crawling through grass through these few meters between them. Heavy shackles on his ankles and wrists didn't make it anyhow easier to be quiet, so this small distance felt like forever. He needed to take keys to these and then retrieve his wand, otherwise he will be completely defenceless.

His goal was the second oldest of Rouges sleeping by the fire, over twice as old as him, well-builded man. They should be sleeping nicely, but he never could be sure, as his calculation wasn't precise, he didn't know exactly how much each of them weighted and too much of that herb would give wine different, unpleasant flavour… He had to risk and pray it would be enough for oldest of these men, sleeping just two more meters away. Once he reached one with keys, he knew where to reach. It was the most dangerous part, as even if his hands were slim, he still had to very, very slowly put one of them in back pocket of man's pants. He glanced nervously back and forth, expecting him to rise up any minute, hoping that he didn't put them elsewhere. Thankfully, he then felt cold and smooth metal under his palms, so he gently hook up his finger on small ring connecting keys. Deep, slow breath. He started to pull them out even slower, so focused he didn't dare to move any other body part.

Finally, Shinuo saw slight shine at the edge and seconds later he had keys in his pale hands. Yes!! Boy felt wave of excitement, followed by new wave of fear, gripping his throat tightly. It's not over, it's just the start of impossible. Albino decided to slowly move back away, just so getting these iron shackles and sound they inevitably made won't wake them up. He could try to put these on at least one of them, but it was too risky and time consuming. He has to get out without this advantage if he wants to have any chance at all. He freed his legs just fine, but pair on his hands was extra difficult because of limited mobility. Suddenly, when he finally thought he fit the key in it's hole just fine, mechanism inside made unpleasant sound that made his whole body freeze on the ground. Boy looked panicked as youngest Rouge, barely few years older than him, rolled from one side to the other without opening his eyes. He could swear his heart's gonna jump out and his hands now shivered from stress while he put metal on the ground.

One obstacle left behind, now few more awaited. He slowly went to small tent in which bandits kept their loot as well as supplies, but not only. He swallowed nervously glancing towards the corner, where metal cage was placed. Place of many of his torments, as men enjoyed locking him in that for whatever wrongdoing they saw as bad enough, usually any sign of "talking back" to them. Usually it had nothing to do with what he said and more what was their understanding of that.

Tonight he was spared of that fate only because they decided to put small, young boar there, to keep meat fresh by keeping him alive for few days, as they already killed the other one. Poor creature was bawling for few hours, but it's mom didn't show up. Shinuo's heart was sinking but he couldn't afford to free it, it was too loud. He slowly reached chest and after opening it he slowly went through things stored there. Finally, he got small wooden box, that contained his wand. He took small thing out. It was carved out of wood to look like thick stem at the top of which detailed leaves surrounded unopened flower bud. He missed it, as he wasn't allowed to use it otherwise than to heal his tormentors. He slid it under his belt and found a small sack, just to pack a bit of food and jug of water. He needs to live long enough to get through this huge forest before he'll reach any village. He also took small compass left on view by Rouges.

Everything went smoothly till now. For a second, bits of hope awakened inside him, as he went outside of tent. But with the corner of his eye, he saw small movement. Piglet in cage moved, so he immidiately hid behind the wall of material, praying that it didn't see him. He could hear it snuffing around… And then it howled with it's high-pitched voice. Something moved in bushes on the other side of camp, near fire. He saw round, big shape and didn't need any more reason to start running as fast as he could into the forest. It was the mom, she followed the scent! Terrifyingly loud roar went through forest from behind his back, leaving him no doubt his escape will be quickly noticed. At this point, only sheer panic powered him, despite darkness around him and roots he was constantly tripping on. After few minutes his frail body was starting to give up on him and especially thick root finally sent him flying forward, right into small pond created by recent rains.

Boy's face was full of mud, but his long ears managed to hear footsteps somewhere around. Shinuo desperately crawled into small hole made between roots, uncovered by water, belonging to nerby tree. There he stayed as quiet as he could, shivering from his wet clothes. Footsteps were getting closer. He got his wand in trembling hand, but all hope was already gone once someone jumped into pool, right in front of his hiding place. It was oldest of kidnappers, his golden teeth shining in the moonlight, just as his cruel, dark eyes.

- Got ya, you little shit!!

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Phew. Finally managed to write something after long break. My mental state isn't the best lately, sorry about that. Even though this was something that existed in my mind for years by now, when my heart isn't in it, it's very difficult for me to write anything I could be satisfied with.

About this writing, it's set in different moment on their timeline, in case you have been confused. Takashi from the previous writing was in their adult years, around 23 y.o., while they've been already reunited and living together. This one takes place in their teenage years, when Shinuo was still held captive by killers of their parents, first because they believed that albino like him will have some unusual abilities and later mainly because of his healing abilities in general. During these years he attempted escape few times, but none of them succeeded, bringing him only more torment, till he gave up completely.

Rouges are one of playable races in Wakfu MMO and mostly known as skillful thieves and bandits, the only ones widely using guns and bombs. In anime they were hired for various illegal tasks.

[of-faunsandyellowflowers]

One of my biggest issues with organized religion (concerning Christians, Catholics, and Mormons, Jehovah's witnesses mostly) is the idea that in order to be a good person of faith, you must warn people about the devil, or convert people by going to other countries or door to door. It's always bugged me. (Please, if this doesn't obtain to you, then don't read it.) That being said I know I'll get hate from this.

When Christianity and Catholic religions started, they slaughtered the people who fought against them due to those people not wanting to be in said religion. It was mainly pagans, to which, btw, Christianity has stolen the majority of their beliefs and ideas from pagans, only to demonize said gods such as Pan, and using him as the face of the devil. Another interpreted image they used is of basphomet, the three horned god...so forth.

Pan is a god of wilderness is Greek mythology and paganism. He also is a god of beasts, fertility, ext.

Basphomet is both male and female, and from what I have studied, is a representation of fertility as well (but I cannot remember all he stands for).

In the eyes of old Christians, anything that is seen as deformed, dark, perverted, sexual in nature or part animal is depicted to be evil. Because "Jesus" is a human, and the son of their god, which is supposedly the ruler of the world. You must abide to his rule, never question, or you go to Hell.

Hell is viewed as a place where heathens go, fiery depth, torture, and is ruled by the devil. Anyone who commits a sin must be asked upon god to be forgiven, stay faithful and never question. The seven deadly sins in fact are all emotion or actions many humans do today. Such as envy, lust, gluttony and sloth. We ALL do those, so does that mean every single time we do this we MUST ask for forgiveness? Don't you all see something wrong here?

Gays, people who have sex before marriage, the whole nine yards that we all know about.

But to get on with what I wanted to say,

It is completely wrong to tear down another civilization and wipe out people or their faith due to the idea that YOURS is the true word. And this has happened for many many years. The crusades long ago, even the Vietnam war Americans tried to convert Buddhists to a Catholic faith, in which many people DIED.

I don't know many Christians or Catholics that have read their bible, front to cover. I've come accrossed many who claim that if the bible says something that it must be true, yet do not know certain passages.

I'm going to list passages about certain horrendous things, to which many of you may not know IS in the bible.

Rape:

Judges 21:10-24 NLT So they sent twelve thousand warriors to Jabesh-gilead with orders to kill everyone there, including women and children.  “This is what you are to do,” they said. “Completely destroy all the males and every woman who is not a virgin.”  Among the residents of Jabesh-gilead they found four hundred young virgins who had never slept with a man, and they brought them to the camp at Shiloh in the land of Canaan. The Israelite assembly sent a peace delegation to the little remnant of Benjamin who were living at the rock of Rimmon. Then the men of Benjamin returned to their homes, and the four hundred women of Jabesh-gilead who were spared were given to them as wives.  But there were not enough women for all of them.  The people felt sorry for Benjamin because the LORD had left this gap in the tribes of Israel.  So the Israelite leaders asked, “How can we find wives for the few who remain, since all the women of the tribe of Benjamin are dead?  There must be heirs for the survivors so that an entire tribe of Israel will not be lost forever.  But we cannot give them our own daughters in marriage because we have sworn with a solemn oath that anyone who does this will fall under God’s curse.” Then they thought of the annual festival of the LORD held in Shiloh, between Lebonah and Bethel, along the east side of the road that goes from Bethel to Shechem.  They told the men of Benjamin who still needed wives, “Go and hide in the vineyards.  When the women of Shiloh come out for their dances, rush out from the vineyards, and each of you can take one of them home to be your wife!  And when their fathers and brothers come to us in protest, we will tell them, ‘Please be understanding.  Let them have your daughters, for we didn’t find enough wives for them when we dest60royed Jabesh-gilead. And you are not guilty of breaking the vow since you did not give your daughters in marriage to them.'”  So the men of Benjamin did as they were told.  They kidnapped the women who took part in the celebration and carried them off to the land of their own inheritance.  Then they rebuilt their towns and lived in them.  So the assembly of Israel departed by tribes and families, and they returned to their own homes.

(Deuteronomy 22:28-29 NAB) If a man is caught in the act of raping a young woman who is not engaged, he must pay fifty pieces of silver to her father.  Then he must marry the young woman because he violated her, and he will never be allowed to divorce her. (Exodus 21:7-11 NLT) When a man sells his daughter as a slave, she will not be freed at the end of six years as the men are.  If she does not please the man who bought her, he may allow her to be bought back again.  But he is not allowed to sell her to foreigners, since he is the one who broke the contract with her.  And if the slave girl’s owner arranges for her to marry his son, he may no longer treat her as a slave girl, but he must treat her as his daughter.  If he himself marries her and then takes another wife, he may not reduce her food or clothing or fail to sleep with her as his wife.  If he fails in any of these three ways, she may leave as a free woman without making any payment.

That's only a few verses and passages about rape, to which are many more. You're bible condones rape. You don't get to pick and choose.

Slavery:

However, you may purchase male or female slaves from among the foreigners who live among you.  You may also purchase the children of such resident foreigners, including those who have been born in your land.  You may treat them as your property, passing them on to your children as a permanent inheritance.  You may treat your slaves like this, but the people of Israel, your relatives, must never be treated this way. (Leviticus 25:44-46 NLT)

When a man strikes his male or female slave with a rod so hard that the slave dies under his hand, he shall be punished.  If, however, the slave survives for a day or two, he is not to be punished, since the slave is his own property. (Exodus 21:20-21 NAB) Slaves, obey your earthly masters with deep respect and fear.  Serve them sincerely as you would serve Christ. (Ephesians 6:5 NLT) Christians who are slaves should give their masters full respect so that the name of God and his teaching will not be shamed.  If your master is a Christian, that is no excuse for being disrespectful.  You should work all the harder because you are helping another believer by your efforts.  Teach these truths, Timothy, and encourage everyone to obey them. (1 Timothy 6:1-2 NLT)

Once again, only a few. Slavery is condoned in the bible. And yes, I understand this book is very very old, but you do not get to pick and choose phrases from your bible and yet claim it to be true. You claim it to be true, you claim the whole thing. Why are we following a book that is over a 1000 years old?

Women:

Timothy 2:11-15 Let a woman learn quietly with all submissiveness. I do not permit a woman to teach or to exercise authority over a man; rather, she is to remain quiet. For Adam was formed first, then Eve; and Adam was not deceived, but the woman was deceived and became a transgressor. Yet she will be saved through childbearing—if they continue in faith and love and holiness, with self-control. 1 Corinthians 14:34-35 The women should keep silent in the churches. For they are not permitted to speak, but should be in submission, as the Law also says. If there is anything they desire to learn, let them ask their husbands at home. For it is shameful for a woman to speak in church. 1 Corinthians 11:5 (this ones funny since you all love to claim hijabs are bad.) But every wife who prays or prophesies with her head uncovered dishonors her head, since it is the same as if her head were shaven. Ephesians 5:22-33  Wives, submit to your own husbands, as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife even as Christ is the head of the church, his body, and is himself its Savior. Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit in everything to their husbands. Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her, that he might sanctify her, having cleansed her by the washing of water with the word, Women are viewed as objects, wives, slaves and servants in the bible. They are below men in EVERY aspect.

Homosexuality:

Leviticus 18:22, "You shall not lie with a male as one lies with a female; it is an abomination."

1Leviticus 20:13, "If there is a man who lies with a male as those who lie with a woman, both of them have committed a detestable act; they shall surely be put to death. Their bloodguiltness is upon them."

1 Corinthians 6:9-10, "Or do you not know that the unrighteous shall not inherit the kingdom of God? Do not be deceived; neither fornicators, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor effeminate, nor homosexuals, 10 nor thieves, nor the covetous, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor swindlers, shall inherit the kingdom of God."

Romans 1:26-28, "For this reason God gave them over to degrading passions; for their women exchanged the natural function for that which is unnatural, 27 and in the same way also the men abandoned the natural function of the woman and burned in their desire toward one another, men with men committing indecent acts and receiving in their own persons the due penalty of their error. 28 And just as they did not see fit to acknowledge God any longer, God gave them over to a depraved mind, to do those things which are not proper."

Menstration:

Leviticus 18:19-23 “You shall not approach a woman to uncover her nakedness while she is in her menstrual uncleanness. And you shall not lie sexually with your neighbor's wife and so make yourself unclean with her. You shall not give any of your children to offer them to Molech, and so profane the name of your God: I am the Lord. You shall not lie with a male as with a woman; it is an abomination. And you shall not lie with any animal and so make yourself unclean with it, neither shall any woman give herself to an animal to lie with it: it is perversion. These are just some verses to be known. There are plenty of "good"things in the bible,

But overall it is manipulative, vindictive, and downright AWFUL. I know this was a different time, but once again....if you choose to love the bible, but not all the bible, and follow the faith of this, you are not following it's true purpose, which is to blindly follow a very vengeful god.

THIS IS why I reject all bible teachings. Because you shouldn't need the bible to tell you not to commit murder, not to be racist, and to welcome thy neighbor. It's common sense to be a god damn decent human.

So I'll say it again, why are you following a vengeful god, why are you saying that gay, sex, or human emotion is wrong? Why is it a sin to live your life how YOU see fit?

The devil isn't the cause of plagues, hurricanes, illness, death and torment. That's just being a human. There is no good versus evil. We are all good and evil. Things happen to us so we can learn and grow.

To get into how Satan is so very misrepresented in your bible is a whole nother post. Your god is not loving. He is vengeful, jealous, and downright fucking idiotic.

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A big "random" post ;)

In the past some of you showed interest in the ROS-list, I use. I wasn’t sure, if I may share this list, since I pilfered all over the place. (ROS and Challenges alike) I’m not able to thank every single person, who I copied. After a lillte research in my old files,

I want to thank Vllygrl, child_of_air,  TheAppleNinja and Kutto.

Their names were saved in one of my old documents. If you see an event below the cut, which you invented, please message me and I’ll add you to the four above.

Two warnings: It is a looooooong post and some of the events may be considered cruel, digusting or inhuman insim... is that a word? XD

Ok, as you might know, I have actually two ROS-lists. One for annual events and another for seasonal events. The first one affects the whole neighborhood. The effect may last pretty long. The second one affects a family for one season. At the second day of every rotation, I roll a seasonal ROS. Some of them may conflict with your playstyle. Feel free to skip them or tweak them into an event, that fits your game and (maybe) share it again :)

I use all EPs and some events are neccessary to play an event.

And there are a ton of mods in my game. I tried to list all neccessary mods, but feel free to say so, if I missed one.

A Teleporte of any kind e.g. Simlogical Teleporter

An object to send money e.g. Christianlov’s Wallet controller

Simblender (or something similar)

Simlogical’s Please yourself 2 Plant

Simwardrobe’s Incendiary Bomb (sims 2 -> objects -> other objects)

Sunni’s Bubonic Rats

buyable trash

monique’s hacked computer (or another medieval one here)

A great “online-dice” is located here. In the last line you can write any number and the dice will show a number between one and your number.

Neighbourhood events

These events last usually one season. Use a d(20) dice first.

1) Financial Crisis

Everything becomes expensive. Adjust the prices in owned shops. Everything costs double.

2) Immense Taxes

The crown reclaims more taxes. Pay the double amount to the crown.

(Or use an big bills mod, if you don’t have a tax system.)

3) Assassins!

Kill 2 sims in the royal family (or other highest rank), males and heirs first. If you want to add a little storyline, you can choose one of your playables to be the murderer. Roll for an outcome for the assassin:

Sim gets away scot-free.

Sim is apprehended and sent to jail for (d20) days.

Sim is apprehended and sent to jail for life.

Sim frames another Sim (lowest LT or furious state.) That Sim goes to jail for (d12) days.

Sim frames another Sim (above) That Sim goes to jail for life.

Sim is put to death for the crime.

If the assassin is caught, his family will be dispossessed. All teens and adults have to move to a convent or poorhouse.

All children and toddlers will be put up for adoption.

This also counts for the sim, who was framed for the murder.

4) Murderer Syndrome

A Sim invites (d8) Sims to his home and murders them. You can create a new sim for this purpose, make an NPC selectable or choose one of your playables. (Pick the victims. E.g. Lowest LTR first.) Roll for the murderer:

Sim gets away scot-free.

Sim is apprehended and sent to jail for (d12) days.

Sim is apprehended and sent to jail for life.

Sim frames another Sim (lowest LT or furious state.) That Sim goes to jail for (d12) days.

Sim frames another Sim (above) That Sim goes to jail for life.

Sim is put to death for the crimes.

5) The Inquisition

The inquisition comes and it’s not the nice inquisition of Dragon Age: Inquisition. It’s more like the spanish one :(

The local guard's hands are tied. Roll for each paranormal sim (witch, werewolf, alien etc.) whether he/she dies.

D(6): 2 or 4 = Sim survives

Further more you have to pick d(4) families other than already paranormal ones. The chance for survival is for woman as above. Men die, when the dice shows an odd number.

6) Flood

D(12) Houses are flooded.

Place at least d(10) sinks in locked room and break them. 

Do not allow them to be fixed for 24 hours. 

All rugs and furniture that touch the floor must be replaced.

Sell sinks back after flooding is done.

7) Terrible Tempest

D(12) Houses are demolished.

Sim must move out with all household members immediately.

In neighborhood view use the lots bin bulldozer tool to demolish the lot. (Or put it into the lot-catalogue.)

Then either put down an EMPTY lot in the same place and move the household in to rebuild, or move Sims into another house, if they can afford it.

You may save (d6) items in inventory.

(Please don’t forget to move any graves on the lot!)

8) Famine!

All Fridges are available just once a day for 3 sim-hours.

You can’t eat any harvest items.

Put the fridge in the inventory of one of your sims.

Mothers are allowed to breastfeed.

You may not send one of your sims cooking.

No visits on community-lots to get food.

9) War

Your community is under Siege. See Besieged!-Challenge to get all restrictions for your soldiers. (Water, Food, Sanitation, Psychological, Work & Commerce)

For Outcome 1-3: the war lasts one season. The soldiers are sent to a war-camp. It is a residential lot, that looks like a theatre of war. (To make my soldiers as desperate as possible, I simply didn’t control them. Sims, who are on their own, are like drunken toddlers.)

Border skirmish Send at least 6 sims, as many soldiers (military career) as possible. Your first choice for males will be those that are professional warriors. Your ruling family does not participate.

Battle Send at least 12 sims regardless of status, including your ruling male.

Epic Battle Send all adult males from every house. In the event that their are no adult males, send up to 2 elders/teens in their place. (You might want to add a second war camp, so you don’t have twenty (or even more) sims on one lot all the time.)

Besieged! Stop regular gameplay and do the Besieged!-Challenge.

After the battle (forecloses 4 → Besieged!) Roll for every sim, who attended the war:

Odd: Death The graves of the brave warriors stay on the war camp. Only the body of a royal person and of the leader of the army may be returned to the home graveyard.

Even:

War Wounds After going back to his family for one day, your sim decides he can no longer handle life after the war and enters a monastery permanently. The family is allowed to visit him.

Slaves! Your sim kidnaps d(2) local(s). (It’s up to you to decide, whether you create new sims, choose NPCs or playables, whatever fits you game best.) He may blackmail the family and receive ransom (an amount between 1000 or 10000 simoleans maybe? Depending on social status.) or keep the kidnapped one as a servant. The servant needs a Prisoner Tag in his inventory.

War Hero Your sim is a war hero! He recieves d(100)x1000 simleoans and a title from the crown. Cheat to make the next 10 sims, the hero meets, his best friends.

Your Pay Your Sim gets his ordinary pay from the crown.

Peasant to Merchant: d(10)x100

Gentry and above: d(10)x1000

10) Did you hear about...?

Set up a party! Just meet and greet.

Get some meals and something to drink.

Summon:

Adventurers, sailors and travellers

Woman of high rank (gentry and above)

Marriageable Sims (Pick or roll the rank, but stay within it)

Cleris (of one religion, if you have diffrent in your game)

Soldiers and/or Knights

Supernaturals

11) I’m going on an adventure!

D(8) Sims can hardly wait to travel.

They may or may not be a member of the household.

Let them all go to vaction destination for 3 days.

Dig out as many treasures as possible.

Try to learn everything about the country. (Gesture, Massage etc.)

12) God's mysterious ways....

A miracel happened!

Let pilgrims travel to the place and pay the church to see the miracel.

You may just add a ticket machine to your church and add the income to the cloistre/monastry funds.

13) Did you say SEA MONSTER!?

A huge, scary monster terrorizes your community. You have to sacrafice:

3 fair young maidens (teens, peasants first)

5 strong men (e.g. soldiers)

2 members of the royal family

5 martys (religious sims)

10 slaves/peasants (or 12 townies )

the king/queen

If you roll a number between 14) and 20) Nothing happens. Everything goes on normally.

Ok. These were the annual events. Are you still reading? Well, then you can read about...

Seasonal Events

1. The diligent Band:

Peasants/Yeomanry Your Family is allowed to hire a servant to help in the family's business. Cheat to get all the money back, the servant consumes.

Noble/Merchant

If you've got it, flaunt it! Hire one new servant.

Trim away the excess. Fire one servant.

Royal

If you've got it, flaunt it! Hire 5 new servants.

Trim away the excess. Fire 3 servants.

2. But I want a pony!

Peasants and Yeomanry: You can't afford a horse, but at least you find a new cat in the stables.

Merchants: A horse is really expensive, but a small dog will do the trick.

Noble: Buy a new horse. (May be usable or decorative)

Royal: Buy a new horse and a new coach. (May be usable or decorative)

3. Thieves!

Use Simsky's Burglar Scheduler Painting to summon burglar to lot.

4. All are the same (business needed)

Peasants: Dress all employees in uniforms.

Noble: Dress all employees in uniforms and give them (d10x100) Simoleons.

Royal: Dress all employees in uniforms and give them (d10x1.000) Simoleons.

5. Cart Repairs

Deduct from funds (d10 x 100).  Place cart in inventory until paid.

6. Alms for the poor

Peasants: Your household is a poor family. Roll to determine, how much the richest family, they personally know will give them. (d10 x 100)

Merchants: The household must provide the poorest family, they know with financial assistance. Roll (d10 x 100) to see how much will be given.

Noble: The household must provide the poorest family, they know with financial assistance. Roll (d10 x 1.000) to see how much will be given.

Royal: The household must provide the poorest family, they know with financial assistance. Roll (d100 x 1.000) to see how much will be given.

7. Difficult Wedding Negotiations

Any engaged female must bring with her double dowry amount.

Alternately, any engaged male must pay a dower or "bride price" to the family of the woman, whom he is engaged to, which is the same amount as a dowry of a maiden.

8. Some benevolence

Donate:

Peasants/Yeomanry (d10)x10

Merchants/Gentry (d10)x100

Noble/Royal (d10)x1.000 to:

Orphanage

Church

School

Almshouse

Town Watch

Midwife

Hospital

College

9. Something fresh

(d10) kaching-cheats for new decoration items in your house. (Just decoration and non-harvestable plants/trees! Nothing else!)

10. Food Supplies

Peasants: The family has to give the half of their reserves (inventory) to the family with the best social station, they personally know.

Merchants: The family gets 1/4 of the reserves from the family with the worst social station, they personally know.

Noble: The family gets the half of the reserves from the family with the worst social station, they personally know.

Royal: The family gets 3/4 of the reserves from 4 peasant families, they personally know.

11. Crown Reclaims Land Household

Peasants to Merchants: The household has 24 hours to move to a new lot, which they can afford. May take any objects you wish in Sims inventory.

Noble to Royal: The crown gets a lot. (d10xkaching-cheat)

12. Times are better, adopt!

Let the oldest sim in the household adopt one child.

13. Betroth/Marry off one child.

Oldest child first. To make sure they are handled well, marry the child to the a single with the highest STR/LTR (with parents).

The wedding has to be happening right now. (no dowry needed)

14. Surprise Pregnancy!

A unplanned child, ooops! (Married women first)

15. Are you a saint??

Adopt three children in a row. (d3; 1=baby, 2=toddler, 3=child, 4=teen)

16. Blood is thicker than water

A distant impoverished relative moves in.

Make a new Sim in CAS and move in to household. 

Make new Sim a relative using Sim Blender. 

In his first season the new sim will:

Even: work and care for the family, family farm or family business.

Odd: Sabotage the family (fear challenge) 

At the end of the season the new sim has to be best friends with at least 1 sim in the household to stay there. If the new sim isn’t friends with anyone, he has to move out on his own.

17. Sword Wedding

Your sim has been caught partaking in scandalous behavior with another sim, and both sets of parents demand marriage to keep the family honor.

Marry the single sim with the highest LTR and closest social status, or whomever your sim has been most intimate with.

No dowry or dower is needed, since this is a rushed affair.

18. Are Ye Daft? Wedding

Pick a Sim in the household, who is not married already and has a dowry.

Have he or she invite over the Sim they know with highest LTR, and marry on the spot.

19. Non-consummation

Any childless married couple in the household divorces due to non-consummation or impotency, use simlogical’s hack to "break up". 

Bride is free to take her dowry back and both parties are free to remarry.

20. Miscarriage

Due to bad conditions any pregnancy must be ended.

If your sim gets pregnant (again) within this season, the pregnancy must be terminated too.

21. An evidence of your love(?)

Let your sim have a date with her/his spouse, bethroed, etc.

Odd: make the worst date possible

Even: fulfill all wishes and try to get the best date evar

22. Crushing...!

Just add a crush to the sim with the highest chemestry, you don't already have a crush on.

23. Abandonment

Wife(even) or husband(odd) abandons family permanently.  

Send the sim to cloistre/monastery.

24. Festives

Host a party for your all familymembers. If there are relatives, who are not friends summon them. If your game doesn’t have the holidays below just think of them as a theme. (As I do.)

Christmas: Hang a mistletoe and try to kiss as many sims as possible.

Wedding: Buy a cake and champagne. The bridal couple recieves d(10)x100 from every visiting household.

Name Day: Buy your child a present and recieve (d10)x10 from every visiting adult.

Silvester: Buy d(6) banger, sparkler and champagne.

Funeral Feast: Visit a grave. Let all Sims mourn and have a good meal.

A seasonal Feast: Serve 2 seasonal Meals. (e.g. Spring: Salad, Autumn: Pumpkins)

25. Twins!

Cheat to give birth to twins.

27. Devine Adoption

Give your youngest child to the church in order that they become a monk or nun.

28. Large Wedding Gifts

You have to throw a wedding party.

Roll to determine how much the newly married couple will get from each household they are friends with.

Peasants: (d10X100)

Noble: (d10X1.000)

Royal: (d10X10.000)

29. Elves happens to come by

Chosen sim gets abducted and impregnated. Female react like „Pregnancy out of wedlock“-event. (Num

30. Get thee to a nunnery!

Send your wife to a convent.

31. Banish somebody!

Peasants to Merchants: Your sim gets banished! Look below, how he/she can come back.

Noble and Royal: Your sim banishes an unloved sim.

The exile has to move to a small lot in the outskirts, where he/she is living a dire existence. You have to play him/her in the regular rotation.

Add a Prisoner Tag into the sim's inventory

You are not allowed to build any kind of structure.

You may not own a phone, computer or anything else to provide communication.

You can greet walkbys, but everytime someone is greeted, you have to roll d(10). If the result is a 10, your banished sim has been caught and will be executed. 

You may visit community lots, but you have to roll d(4). If the result is a 4, your banished sim has been caught and will be executed.

The peasant may return, when he/she has become BFFs with a close relative/friend of the king or when the king dies.

32. Climbing the ladder

Your household must throw a party (Sportparty, New Years, etc) and invite their neighbors of the same or higher rank to their feast in order to form alliances.

Peasants You must provide at least 1 home cooked meals (not bought, but made) for your guests to choose from. Invite at least 5 sims

Merchants You must provide at least 2 home cooked meals (not bought, but made) for your guests to choose from. Invite at least 7 sims.

Noble You must provide at least 3 home cooked meals (not bought, but made) for your guests to choose from, and music played by a minstrel. Invite at least 8 sims to your feast, 12 if your family is titled.

Royal You must provide at least 6 home cooked meals (not bought, but made) for your guests to choose from, and music played by 2 minstrels. Invite at least 14 sims to your feast.

33. The Mistress

For Females Have your single female sim become the mistress of a male sim of higher rank. This is determined by whomever she has the highest LTR relationship with. He must provide her with a house of her own, and in return this arrangement is exclusive, she cannot take another lover or marry. Any children born of this arrangement he must care for and publicly acknowledge by paying a sum once per season to the household. For every child the mistress gets 100 simoleans.

Merchant d(10)x100

Gentry/Noble/Royal d(10)x1.000

For Males Have your highest ranking male sim within the household take a single female mistress. This is determined by whomever he has the highest LTR relationship with. See above for rules applying to her upkeep, and that of any possible children.

(Depending on your playstyle, your noble ladies could also have a “toyboy”. Sorry, I don’t even know the word in german. This was the only one I could think of.)

34. Pregnancy out of wedlock

An unmarried female sim is impregnated out of wedlock.

Before the first "bump" appears she must move out on her own or marry another unsuspecting single male she has the highest LTR with.

If she moves out on her own, she will have to bring the double dowry amount, if she’s ever going to get married.

If there is a married woman, she'll have to recieve a child with the man with the most bolts or highest LTR who isn't her husband or a household member.

35. A Title!

It's just a title! No money!

Peasants: Knight

Merchant:Noble: Baronet

Gentry/Noble: Lord, Baron, Viscount, Earl

Royal: Viscount, Earl

36. Blackmail

Your sim must seduce the highest ranking person in the neighborhood of the opposite sex and blackmail them.

Sucess (Even) After the seduction your sim moves up one level in social status or is given enough money to buy the new title.

Fail (Odd) The highborn refuse to be blackmailed. He/She gets the town watch involved. The blackmailer has to stay in prison for d(5) days.

37. Try to get into the society:

Garden Club

Invite the headmaster (Just gentry and above)

Secret society (YA only, just gentry and above)

A student association (YA only, just gentry and above)

38. Fraticide/Soroicide

Our power hungry sim kills off the family heir- be it their elder brother or sister, and becomes the next heir, despite whether or not children have been born to the heir.

39. Broken Limb

Your sim had an accident. He/She may not work and has to relax on bed/sofa all day. (Use simlogical’s PleaseYourself2Plant to adjust the needs of the sick sim.)

Odd: It's an compound fracture. Your sim's wound will be infected and he/she gets a flue.

Even: Your sim is healed.

41. Insanity

Sim goes insane for 4 days. 

The sim must go to Almshouse/Cloistre/Monastery/Asylum for “treatment”, which is to attain Lifelong Happiness and Anger Management.

After the 4 days are over, roll d(4) for an outcome:

Sim is released and returns home

Sim is permanently insane and remains in the Almshouse/Cloistre/Monastery/Asylum for life

Sim stays one more season

Sim has to convience society (play the asylum-challenge)

42. Coming of age

Your sim has to age d(4)x3 days

43. Well of youth

Your sim has to become d(4)x3 days younger

44. Fatal Collapse

Sim spends (d3) days nursing his/her injury isolated in bedroom. (Use simlogical’s PleaseYourself2Plant to adjust the needs of the sick sim.)

45. The Sick Child

Your youngest child is very weak.

It's not allowed to leave his/her room.

Put a prisoner-token in their inventory.

Don't give them any new lifetime-benefits (freetime).

He/She is not allowed to fall in love with the people their siblings bring home from school/work.

He/She may not use the telephone or the computer.

The family is allowed to introduce any sims to the sick child. The sick child is only allowed to have visitors from 5-7 p.m.

Once the sick child reaches adulthood, they may leave the room, but not the lot. (No work!) Now he/she may fall in love and/or marry. The spouse on the other hand is free to do whatever he/she wants.

If it's a woman roll for every birth, whether she dies: (d6) 6 she survies.

Roll every season how many “seizures” the sim will have. (D(5) once a season) For every seizure roll again, if the sim’s going to survive.

Chances for survival

Children (1 out of 4)

Teen (2 out of 4)

Adult (3 out of 4)

46. Rat Infestation

Spawn d(20) garbage piles and d(10) Rats on a lot. Do not clean for 24 hours!

47. Time goes by...

You have to speed up. Just pause once per day (that may be the time you want to save) and at any other time let the time past on 2x

48. Fire!!

Place Simwardrobe’s bomb on the lot and roll d(4) for the impact

49. Crop Failure

Early frost/A bunch of animals wipes out entire vegetable and/or fruit crop.

Peasants to Noble: Delete all crops and food in your sims’ family inventory. Get rid of the money, they made because of it. Make the fridge inaccessable for 1 day.

Royal:

Even: Send help to your folk. Prepare 20 Meals of your own resources and give them to the peasants. 

Odd: Let the peasants die. Spawn (d6) peasants and let them die of starvation. Their ghosts will haunt you..! (Unless you move their graves on a cemetery, but still...!)

50. Childbirth

The sim giving birth dies.

Even: The baby survieves.

Odd: The baby also dies.

You may roll for other children of the mother, wheter they blame the newborn. (Odd= lower the relationship to -20, teens will only take care of the baby, if they have to (e.g. nobody else is around))

51. Poisoned

A new spice causes allergic reactions. (dx) people in the household die. x = number of sims in the household

52. Old age

Applies to eldest sim in household, males before females (as females typically live longer).

53. Flies

Applies to sim with the least amount of neat points in the household.

54. False imprisonment

Applies to any sim of your choosing. They are imprisoned and die of starvation.

55. A shooting star

Sim dies by satellite(applies to the laziest sim in household) ... Maybe the money the satellite gets you, is some comfort?

56. Death by Exhaustion (Fright)

Peasants to Gentry: Your peasant dies from sheer exhaustion.

Noble and Royal: Your serf dies from sheer exhaustion.

57. Quacksalver

You are given a “new cure“ from a far off country which kills/disables you.

Roll for every sim (child and older):

Odd = death! 

Even = disabled (give morning sickness)

58. Wrongly Jailed

Your male sim has been accused of treason and must spend 2 sim days locked in prison or the jail.

You may leave a bucket of water (sink) in their cell, but the sim may not have access to food to simulate torture conditions.

60. Wishful thinking

Add to a randomly chosen sim: a want slot, a want lock and a fear slot

61. Pub brawl!

Go to a tavern, have a few drinks, summon d(4) sims you dislike, pick a fight with all of them!

62. Burn the witch!

Your female sim has been accused of witchcraft by the church and must spend 5 sim days in local jail.

No bed will be provided to simulate torture conditions.

If she is a witch, she may not use their powers. If she does, she will be put to death.

64. Peasant Rebellion

Your serf or peasant sim rebels against their ruling family or Monarchy.

Peasants: Have the closest noble family send 1,000 simoleans to the rebel to simulate booty obtained during the rebellion, but the rebel must spend 4 sim days in jail with no bed to simulate torture. 

Merchant: Have the closest noble family send 2,000 simoleans to the rebel to simulate booty obtained during the rebellion, but the rebel must spend 2 sim days in jail with no bed to simulate torture. 

Gentry/Noble: Have the noble family send 3,000 simoleans to the households of the rebel to simulate booty obtained during the rebellion, but the rebel must spend 7 sim days in jail with no bed to simulate torture. 

Royal: Have the royal family send 5,000 simoleans to the households of the rebel to simulate booty obtained during the rebellion, but the rebel must spend 10 sim days in jail with no bed to simulate torture. The rebel is the poorest man or woman in the neighborhood.

65. Crime Does Pay

Sim must spend all his/her free time counterfeiting coins for (d6) days. 

If caught, Sim must go to jail for (d4) days.

66.Vacation home

A distant relative bequeath you a house.  ((d3) 1=Asia, 2=Mountain, 3=Island)

67. Inner Peace

Sim must move to Convent or Monastery for one season and spend 6 consecutive hours in prayer (meditation) each day.  

Even: Stay in convent or monastery for another season, than roll again.

Odd: Return home

68. Attack of the unseen

Your sim was attacked by a paranormal and becomes:

Witch ((d3) 1= bad, 2= neutral, 3= good)

Vampire

Werewolf

Zombie

Plantsim

69. The Stolen Child

The youngest member of the family is stolen by a roaming gypsy band and is never restored to the original family. (You may put the child up for adoption, make it an NPC or move it to an playable gypsy family.)

70. The Bad Well

Let a sim with red aspiration chart use the wishing well. (Or use a custom one, that's already cursed.)

71. Matchmaker Curse

Summon the Matchmaker

Pay her as much money, as you like, to find spouse.

You have to marry the first Sim falling from the sky within 3 days.

Otherwise your Sim gets:

Odd: unfertile, lazy and slobby

Even: extremly ugly, mean and serious (Use the Surgery-Station and change your Sim yourself or use the „failure“-face.)

72. Voodoo Curse

Women:

Your sim has to become a witch and summon the voodoo doll

fall in love with help of the yoodoo doll and marry

have a daughter (keep trying)

daughter must reach lvl 5 charisma and logic to recieve voodoo doll + become witch

once gets voodoo doll and becomes/is an adult she must kill her mother

Men

the same. Just support your sons.

Move the mother to your house and marry

73. Give it a try.

Call the matchmaker and have a blind date. Pay as much money as you like. Let them have a chat, check out the date. But don't intervene any further.

Unmarried: 

Dream Date to Good: Make a proposal on spot. (Move the townie into a playable household, if he/she is a towie or else.)

Okay: Nothing happens. Maybe you'll just stay friends?

Lame to Horrible: annoy/fight/prank the ex-date d(6) time

Married:

Dream Date to Good: Have your sim run away with the new love or make him/her your favourite.

Okay: Nothing happens. Maybe you'll just stay friends?

Lame to Horrible: There can't be friendship. Your spouse might find out! Make the ex-date a fiend.

74. Impress the robbers before you kill them.

Buy a new guard dog. Give the dog a job in the security-career.

75. A hord of cats

Move d(6) cats into your house.

76. Pass the painting

Paint (d8) paintings and bestow them on your friends and relatives.

77. Give them an inch and they will take an ell.

Your family is out of control for one season.

You're allowed to control the patriarch.

78. A new perspective

Give d(x) sims in your household a new random aspiration and secondary aspiration. (x = number of teens and older your household).

New aspiration:

Pleasure

Family

Romance

Knowledge

Fortune

Popularity

Grilled Cheese, if you get the same.

79. Now I get it...!

Add a golden talent badge to one of your sims:

Cosmetology

Sales

Flower Arranging

Toy Making

Robotery

Cash Register

Stocking

Gardenering

Fishing

Pottery

Sewing

80. A stray found a new owner!

You get a ...

Dog.

Cat.

Special Species.

Custom (MTS2: fawn, bear, etc.)

Wolf

bird(cage)

womrat.

81. Houseguest

Invite a sim to stay in your house for one season (financee, friend, cousin...)

Note that the guest will age, while he lives in your household. Write down the aging information to age him/her down again.

82. Nothing happens. Everything goes on normally.

Wait. You read that? This is awesome! Thank you for your patience and your attention. I hope you will have fun with these events! :)

Happy simming!

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Prompt: Spock has to watch you, a human, die of old age, while he still has so much life left. Based on this Post

Warnings: Death, sadness

Pairings: Spock/Reader

A/N: I’m sad. This is sad. Why did I do this? I’m sorry.

Word Count: 1208

Lucky humans live to be almost a century in Earth years. Lucky vulcans live to be a little over twice that in Earth years. Spock didn’t think about it much, until he was around 50, and he started actually seeing the effect of age on you and your friends. The grey hair, and wrinkles from years of wisdom and experience. 

He thought you aged beautifully, your hair turning a beautiful silver, your eyes creasing from years of smiling and laughing. Oh, how his heart melted when he see you as a captain, in your dress greys with the grey streaks peppering your hair, complementing your uniform and everything you wore. 

You and the rest got even older, your joints ached, you seemed more fatigued, and retired from duty in the Fleet. Leonard and Scotty were the first ones to pass. It affected you both, after all McCoy had been like the father you lost when you were young. Uhura was next, then Sulu which almost destroyed Chekov, they were thicker than thieves, practically brothers.

After that, Jim went, and you honestly thought your husband would go after him. He didn’t eat, barely slept, it took a long consoling period before Spock returned to you. Even then, it only seemed like part of him returned to you, the other part died with James Kirk. 

Then you started talking about ‘the day’, which scared Spock. You wanted to talk about how your affairs would be handled, where and how you be buried, because you knew you were going to die long before Spock. That had always been a fact you accepted the moment you knew you wanted something with him.

Spock expected that he die somewhere in between the two standards, and you to die in your late 80’s. As much as Spock was proud on his ability to anticipate results. This time it was a burden, because you were 89, and he sat at your bedside with you as you were fading away from life.

He held you hand between his two, “Y/N, I know I haven’t been the most, emotionally present husband.”

You chuckled, the lines around your eyes and mouth creasing beautifully. “Don’t be silly. I love you, and I know that you love me.” You shifted to get a better look at him. He was nearly 93 solar years, and just starting to grey. Fine lines just starting around his mouth, he still had so long to go. “I’m glad we made it to our 60th, many don’t get to see that,” you mused.

“Yes, and for all of them you made me participate in that human tradition, that each year symbolized something.” Even though his face was fairly neutral, you knew that he was thinking of all that time finally.  You had grown to be, what Jim used to call you, the best Spock interpreter. You always told Jim that it was all in the eyes. All he would respond was, “Don’t I know it.”

“Don’t start that with me Spock, I know you you loved it. You got really into it the first year,” you reached up to pet his face. “You asked Hikaru for help.”

“He told me the myth of the folded cranes. I followed it to the tee. 1000 cranes.” You laughed before a cough overtook you.

“They flooded our room. All you said was, ‘now we can be together forever.’” You smiled and looked over to the near by wall where the old cranes hung in rows on strings. They had been with you for the last 60 decades. It was your favorite gift from him. When you looked back to him and you saw tears brimming in his eyes. You sat up weakly, reaching for him, “Spock.”

“We can not though. You are going to die, then Mr. Chekov will go, then I shall be all alone. I will be the only one left of,” his voice faltered giving him away. You leaned up and kissed him with the love of the past 62 years of your life. Letting him feel all the love you have felt for the hybrid.

“I know you are going to be sad. You will be the last one. You will have all the stories, and history some will never know. But you’ve also seen more than anyone in Starfleet, people will look to you for guidance.”

“I’ll miss you.” Spock looked like he was trying his hardest not to let the tears fall, after all it wasn’t vulcan. He looked deep in your tired eyes, you seemed so old in this moment. Most of your life including middle age you were so active and never quite acted your age. All that light seemed gone now.

“You can cry, let yourself feel this one. Please, please just let go of the emotions,” he did. Tears that were hot and thick fell down his face, still trying to keep it together. Spock always prided himself, despite that being human, on maintaining his Vulcan demeanor. You over the long years had broken that part down, and he had his moments of small smiles, and even a chuckle in the privacy of your own house.

“You aren’t afraid,” Spock mumbled. “Are you?”

You shook your head, “No, I’ve lived a full life, loved by a handsome man. The only thing I regret is not being there for you.”

More tears slipped down his face, “I-I do not understand. You’ve always been there. When my mother died, when my father died, all those years on the Enterprise,” tears fell more thickly as he remembered all of the happy memories. “You even called me almost everyday when you went to serve as a captain on the Endeavor. You’ve been nothing but a loving, supportive, wonderful.”

“Spock, I meant in the future. I-I won’t be there to see you get all grey. You’ll be without me for 50 years or more.” This brought tears to your eyes, you never wanted to leave him, not alone.

“I will be fine. I promise you,” you smiled as he reassured you. He ran a hand through your now white hair, something that always soothed you and him.

Spock saw it happening, your breathing became more labored, your eyes looked liked they were growing heavy, it was happening. You were letting go of life, you were leaving him. “I love T'hy'la.”

You smiled with the little life you had, looking deep into his eyes, they closed and your breathing stopped. Spock called your name a few times, denying what he knows to be true. He held your limp, cooling, hand in is two large ones. Then the sobs he had been suppressing for the last few days racked his body. They were ugly, and sounded  like the howls of a wounded animal. He cried for an hour, he cried about all the friends he lost, he cried about being the last one, most of all he cried because he had lost the woman you loved him for him. Spock knew from the beginning that he would be the last alive of his colleagues, but he had no idea they would effect him so emotionally. He had no idea he would feel so alone.

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