On an isolated lot in Newcrest, three Sims have been gathered.The Blue-haired One: Name's Vann Helsing. I'll be the one vanquishing you disgusting vampires and winning this challenge. Because I'm awesome.
The Blonde One: Always a pleasure to meet a fool on a high-horse. It will be enjoyable knocking you off it. I am the esteemed Master Vampire, Boris Von Carloff, a true vampire, not a fledgling like this fool beside me.
The Pink-haired One: Vampire? I'm not a vampire! I'm a daywalker!
Vann: Then why is there smoke coming from your skin?
Sam Pyre (The Pink-haired One): Smoke? Oh. That was already here when I got here.
Pippin: Alright, gentlemen, to your lots and let's take care of day one. Vann, I'm with you first.
Vann: Vann in first place. Get used to that idea, boys.
Boris: I'll take so much delight in dismantling that fellow.
Sam: Yeah, bet he's one of those nasty vampire-types.
Pippin: (facepalm)
Pippin: So, here we have Vann's house complete with painting and gardening areas already set up. He'll be pursuing a career in athletics, so we'll eventually add some workout equipment.
Vann: It's a nice house, but I'd rather head to a different house.
Pippin: Oh, are we recruiting Ulrike as a painter?
Vann: Something like that.
Vann: Look, Ulrike, these are clouds.
Ulrike: That one looks like a dragon!
Vann: Pretty sure it's just a cloud...
Ulrike: You're so funny!
Vann: Am I? Let's go to my place.
Pippin: Ah, move in the paint-slave. Smart!
Vann: Your eyes are so beautiful. They're large enough that I can see myself in them.
Ulrike: You flatterer!
Pippin: Umm, are you flirting? If so, you're bad at it, and is she a paint-slave, or spouse option?
Vann: So, Ulrike, my lovely grape, would you like to move in together?
Ulrike: Well, we've known each other for about 4 hours now, so sure!
Ulrike: So, Maaike, we live here now! Vann is so handsome! And we have a Watcher!
Maaike: Gee, how lucky for us.
Pippin: Oh, you speak sarcasm! I love that in a garden-slave!
Maaike: That's fortunate, as I'm sure you'll be hearing a lot more of it.
Pippin: And let's switch over to Sam who has designed his own home...
Pippin: ...or weird asylum thing...?
Sam: It's so bright and happy! Oh look, someone put smoke here too. Let's go find me a girl-husband!
Pippin: Ummm, I guess I appreciate the enthusiasm, if nothing else...
Sam: Hello!
Nina: Hello yourself.
Sam: ...hello!
Nina: I think we've covered that part. I'm Nina, who are you?
Sam: I'm Sam Pyre.
Nina: (giggles) Your name sounds like "vampire!"
Sam: It...what?
Your name sounds like "vampire!"
Nina: Uh, my name's Nina Caliente...
Sam: What? I thought you just said "vampire." Anyway, you want to move in with me and get married and have babies?
Nina: Heavens, you're forward! But I like that in a man.
Sam: What man? I will duel him for your hand! And then for the rest of you!
Nina: (giggles again) No other man, silly, just you.
Katrina: Oh. We live here now. How nice.
Dina: Ohmygosh ohmygosh mynicehouse myroom allgone
Katrina: Just do some sit-ups, dear. Work through the trauma.
Dina: situps doingsitups
Sam: Haha. She's funny!
Katrina: So, Watcher, what exactly will be trying to accomplish here?
Pippin: An award-winning restaurant. And one of you will have to excel at painting. And if you could be the level-headed guide for this house of lunacy, I'd certainly appreciate it.
Katrina: (sigh) I'm on it.
Pippin: And finally, we end day one setting things up for Boris.
Boris: Ah, when we agreed to create my humble abode, I missed how much we were stressing "humble."
Pippin: It'll keep you out of sunlight for the two weeks that I'm gone, so it will be fine.
Boris: "Fine" is a relative term, but so be it. Time to find slaves.
Boris: Madam Pancakes, I presume?
Eliza: You can call me Eliza.
Boris: And you would honor me by calling me Boris. I am endeavoring to succeed at a dynasty challenge, though I have two rivals. Therefore, I sought out the two most capable and confident Sims to be my assistants in this. That, of course, led me to your door, dear lady.
Eliza: You are such a flatterer! Let's sit and you can tell me about it.
Boris: My dynasty will require assistance with painting and gardening as well as having five successful generations each achieve an aspiration while reaching the top of a career. We'll also have a unique collection for each generation.
Eliza: Sounds like quite the challenge!
Boris: It is, indeed, and that's why I feel I could never succeed without your help, my dear.
Eliza: Oh, of course I'd love to help you! I'm sure Bob will agree. We'll move in immediately.
Boris: Your kindness and confidence has invigorated me, my wonderful Eliza, and with your aid, I'm certain I cannot fail.
Pippin: So, now that you've sweet-talked some slaves into place, are you off to find a spouse?
Boris: Here we are!
Pippin: Umm, Bella's married and Cassandra's a teen, so...?
Boris: Ah, it is an honor indeed to be in the radiant presence of Bella Goth. Rumors of your beauty reached me in Newcrest, but I must say they did not do full justice to how hauntingly lovely you truly are.
Mortimer: I'm going to...go learn how to...talk pretty like that...as soon as I get my leg out of the couch...
Bella: Okay, sounds good. Let's chat, Mr. Von Carloff.
Boris: My darling Bella, I may have a wonderful role for you and your family in my dynasty.
Bella: Really? Do tell...
Pippin: Yes, do tell. Unless you're planning on ruining her marriage or waiting for Cassandra to age up, we won't have room for an baby mama
and an heir.
Boris: Time will reveal all, darling Bella, but I must know if you'd be willing to stand beside me against my foes that my dynasty might prevail.
Bella: Of course!
Pippin: Your charisma's at level one. How are you so smooth?
Pippin: And with spouses or
slaves helpers in place, we conclude week one.
Footnote--Having won the Vampire expansion through Carl's give-away, I thought it only fitting to name the vampire line in his honor. Thanks again, Carl!
