Create A Sim Contest 09- Amadi Bonheur
Sim Name: Amadi Bonheur
Age/Gender: Adult Male
Life State: Vampire
Eyes: Lilac
Hair: Grey/Black
Traits: Evil, Computer Whiz, Kleptomaniac, Perceptive, Lucky
Lifetime Wish: Turn the Town
Content: Base Game, High End Loft Stuff, Late Night, Pets, Supernatural, University Life
Favourites: Classical Music, O Positive, Lilac, Aquarius
My name is Amadi Bonheur. What an ironic name. "One who seemed destined to die at birth," I may have been, yet my surname translates to "good-fortuned." The irony was not lost of my dear mother, but she could do nothing for me. I had been born with the dreaded Llamapox, and there seemed no possibility of my survival. My parents, while hoping every day for a miracle, feared that the worst would soon occur. And it seemed inevitable.
Until Llamastan came.
I never learned the name of the agent who saved my life, but I am truly indebted to her. She came to my village and promised my parents a proud future for their son. She knew of an unorthodox cure for Llamapox, and she offered a path to greatness. My parents eagerly jumped at the opportunity for my survival. And so I left my village, never to return until many years later.
I became a vampire not long after we left my village. The blood of the beast allowed me to conquer the Llamapox within me, but it also made me stronger than I ever could have been as a mere Sim. I hungered for more, and Llamastan graciously fed it to me. Their scientists genetically re-engineered me, making me stronger, faster, and better than any before me. Not even another vampire could have achieved the same success that I have. Llamastan raised me as their own and gave me power, and so I repaid them.
I worked as one of their agents for many years, but many of the higher-ups were prejudiced against the other life states, likely because they knew we could rise up and surpass their meager strength. I dreamed of one day joining the most elite organization in the world; ESCARGOT. But that goal eluded me for so long, and I began to dream of another wish.
My vampirism has transformed me beyond my wildest imaginations. Why should I not share my power? I dream of a world where everyone can possess my gifts. It will be many long years before my dream will be achieved, and I may not survive to see it, but I strive towards it. One day, a Vampiric World Order shall be created, and the entire world will share my gifts. ESCARGOT can profit from my mission, if only you accept my application. I promise that you will not be disappointed.
My most recent trip to Bridgeport will demonstrate my prowess, I'm sure. Too often has ESCARGOT been undermined by the efforts of a Spy Network. Rather than continue to be humiliated by them, why not use their own tactics against them? This was my hideout in Bridgeport, carefully chosen to provide the necessary cover for my mission.
I sleep during the day, gaining my strength for my work in the night. When I have awakened, I use my technical savvy to hack into the city database. Our enemies possess a powerful information network, and so ESCARGOT must counter with their own. My hacking skills will no doubt serve as that counter.
On occasion, I visit the gymnasium or park to exercise. Many of the city dwellers come here often, seeking to maintain their meager physiques. Here I can eavesdrop on their conversations and learn where I may be able to strike. Information is power, and my perceptive skills allows me access to much information.
Night falls and my vampiric powers rise to the forefront. The denizens of Bridgeport flock to the bars like cattle, and like the wolf I shall hunt them.
But the wolf that is easily seen as the predator never scores his prey. The savvy wolf must adopt the wool of the lamb to achieve success. So too must I appear foolish to those I hunt in order to capture my prey. Appearing to be a fool allows your opponents to drop their guard, and allows you to gain the element of surprise. Stella Striker, like so many before her, has fallen victim to my obfuscation.
And like so many before her, she has fallen victim to my fangs. My hypnotic powers have swayed her to my cause. Later on, I shall feed on her, and then bless her with the gift of vampirism. But for now, I bring my application to a close. ESCARGOT would greatly benefit from accepting me into their organization. By using the tactics of spies against them, we will triumph over the forces that oppose us, and ring in the might Vampiric World Order!
I did return to my home village, you know, many years after I left. My former neighbors were the first to join my vampiric ranks.
