#the acr royal family dooming her because they know she would run things in a way that hinders their monarchy's values

[incorrecttowerofgodquotes]

Rethabile is so unfathomably based. Ryukishi could have just made her a snooty princess archetype that looks down on others but she's actually deeply caring, if a bit childish, and looks to use her status to build her country up and help others.

[plutoandpolaris]

If You're Reading This, I'm Already Dead.

Summary: Chelsea Montona has worked for the royal family her whole life, but she's seen something she was not supposed to see. Fearing death, she writes a letter to whoever might survive her, hoping to preserve the truth.

Warnings: Blood, violence, disease mentions.

Hello. I can only hope this letter reaches you well. If you’re reading this, I have died.

I'm writing this down so it does not die with me, so that one day the world may know the horrors of which I’ve witnessed. This is the story of the Royal Family, and how they really died.

King Maithus was a kind man with a bleeding heart, and his Queen a strict but fair razor’s edge. They only ever had one son, Prince Ayrin Maithius. With his mother's face and his father’s skills in diplomacy, he would've made a fine king.

I had worked under the royal family for many years, and had just reached my thirty second year of age when a child was delivered to the castle gates. The letter told us he was the orphaned son of one of the King’s late relatives, and that he had nowhere else to go. He had the king’s features to be sure, so at the time I didn't question it.

It wasn't until I began caring for him that I started noticing more and more strange occurrences.

Demons are well known for being very loud and demanding as young children, which I know quite personally from Ayrin’s youth, but this new prince was no such thing. He never cried. Ever. He never seemed to sleep either.

He just sat and watched me with those bright, unnatural green eyes. A color that, mind you, none of the King’s family or their consorts have ever had.

He began talking very early, and walking even earlier. The boy was extremely bright and curious, always wandering, always asking me a million questions about everything he saw and never seeming satisfied with the answers.

Ayrin took to having a brother very quickly and delighted in showing him all of the intricacies of princehood. Like seemingly everything else, the boy soaked it in supernaturally quickly.

It wasn't until he turned ten that his other strange abilities started to come to light.

He started teleporting, seemingly materializing out of thin air and dissipating just as quickly. People began to fall ill every time he was angry, most times impossibly quickly. He gave his tutor horrible polio after getting frustrated with a math lesson without ever having the disease himself.

We thought it was a coincidence until it happened three more times. He seemingly had the power to give people a myriad of horrible diseases, but that wasn't even close to the end of it. He could wilt entire acres of the garden in seconds, much to the groundskeeper’s dismay. The boy was a walking plague, displaying powers that only the ancient gods of legend were supposed to have.

One Goddess in particular. Then everything began to make sense. The green eyes, the unnatural growth, the sicknesses, even his strange obsession with sharp objects.

The King confirmed my suspicions the next night, saying that I deserved the right to know as his caretaker, especially now that his unnatural powers were beginning to develop.

He told me how his wife had rushed to him, telling him that her barrenness had been cured, and that they could finally have the second child they had always wanted.

But this was not his Queen. This was the infernal Goddess Proelia, eldest daughter of Death, patron of war and disease. She had tricked him, disguising herself as his wife to create a demigod prince fated to take the throne by any means necessary.

The king told me he knew he didn't have much time left, and that the prince would certainly kill him once he became strong enough.

“No one can know.” He'd told me.

He gave me an option to leave, to escape before doom overtook us all, but I didn't take the offer. My family had served the royals for hundreds of years, I didn't have anywhere else to go.

But now, writing this, I wish I would've run as far away as possible the first chance I got.

Two more years passed, the young prince’s powers only strengthening as time went on. The Queen tried to hide him away to protect the castle staff, meaning I was the only servant permitted to see him.

There was a new fire in his eyes, anger. Anger at being hidden away, anger at the world. He had always been hotheaded, but this new anger was cold and calculating. I’d come in to change his sheets and refill his water pitcher and he'd be there, sat at his desk, watching me like he was planning out all the possible ways to dismember me limb from limb.

Turns out, I was one of the only ones he spared.

It was October 10th, the day of the prince’s seventeenth birthday. I had woken up late for the first time I could remember, and it took me a few minutes to figure out why.

The prince hadn't summoned me. He always summoned me at 6:45 am sharp every single day to bring him his breakfast. It was 8:30. Nothing.

I rose from bed, curious, making my way up to my the prince’s chamber in the uppermost tower. Empty. I searched the dining room, both studies, the ballroom, all empty. Strangely enough, I couldn't find any of the rest of the royals either.

Then, finally, I checked the garden.

Both princes were present, but that was the most normal thing about the altercation. Ayrin looked incredibly haggard, clutching his sword for dear life, backed up against the castle wall, the wild look of a cornered animal in his eyes as his brother advanced on him.

Covered in blood.

The younger prince’s tunic was stained black with blood, the dagger in his hand wet with it. The entire clearing was dead and wilted, stained with even more carnage. It was only then that I noticed the deep gash in Ayrin’s chest.

“Please, brother-”

"I ͞am͜ ̕n̡ot̡hing o͜f̷ t͜he ͜sort͘!"̛ ̧

A black mist surrounded them both, emanating from the prince’s black eyes, clutching at Ayrin’s heaving chest.

Several other bodies littered the clearing. I recognized the groundskeeper and three of his attendants, all left to rot in the wilted black rose bushes.

Ayrin lunged with his sword, a last ditch effort, only for his brother to deftly sidestep, plunging his own dagger deep into the curve of Ayrin’s throat until the tip poked out from the other side.

I stood, paralyzed with fear just out of sight as the blade slid back out, leaving the eldest prince to fall in a heap at his brother's feet.

Then he turned and looked me straight in the eyes.

He Knew. He knew what I had just seen.

That shook me out of my stupor and I ran as fast as I could, back inside, down to the servant’s quarters, bolt locking and barricading the door behind me.

It is here that I write this letter. I know that I’m next, that he will not let me live because of what I know.

Please don't let my death be in vain.

-Chelsea Montona

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[morgaine2005]

Tressia BACC: Round 7, Etinger

My computer actually cooperated well enough for me to play a WHOLE ROUND with NO CRASHING. Huzzah!

Now let’s introduce the last of Tressia’s new citizens: Kaytris Etinger.

Wave to the camera, honey!

Kaytris is a Romance Sim, and like Barran, she’s a Peteran. Her personality is 6/2/6/3/8, Pisces. She’s got a thing for facial hair and really likes creative guys, but anyone who dates her had better not be stinky. Like Kerrick, she’s not averse to the idea of getting married, but she refuses to tie the knot with anyone she has fewer than three bolts for.

She too has a custom LTW: Become Master Florist. In order to achieve this, she’ll have to earn a Gold Flower Arranging badge and found a flower shop that makes it to Level 10. (Shop. Stall doesn’t count. This is important information, because she’ll be bringing the stall she’s going to buy up to Level 10 so she has time to earn some badges.)

She lives at the same apartment block that Rhince and Carlyn Clainy call home. Her apartment is in the same building as theirs, too, just a floor below.

And here it is! In this pic we have the living room, dining room, and kitchen. (Open floor plan FTW!)

Skilling area of the living room (complete with flower station).

Bedroom.

And off to the stall!

First customer!

“Can I help you, sir?”

“Uh, I hope so. I’m looking for some flowers to give to my wife.”

“All right! Well, what kind of flowers does she like?”

“... Um ...”

We also get a visit from the reporter, because of course we do. Kaytris, I know you have no badges, so ... do your best?

Crett Sentio, being a Pleasure Sim, will be a great person for her to set her gender preferences with. Two bolts!

... Then I remember that she has 5 lifetime benefit points to spend. I get the Massive Attraction perk, and we have three bolts!

Ok!

“Can I help you find something, sir?”

“Oh, I think I’ve found exactly what I’m looking for.”

Three bolts! (Tirwyn Rikkes here is a Romance Sim, so I’m not surprised.)

First day of business goes very, very well. Kaytris is able to earn 13 stars without breaking a sweat.

And she earns her Silver Sales badge, too! Rhince gets to be her guinea pig for the hard sell.

After she finishes up, I send her to the faire lot for the usual round of cell phone, muscles, and picking up hot guys. (It’s still light out when she gets there, and I use the sethour cheat to keep it that way so my pictures won’t completely suck. Woot!)

Corbus Barivan is the teen who’s heart-farting over Kaytris here. Word to the wise, Corbus: if you want to live to adulthood, you might not want to catcall women with axes in their hands.

Also, the Massive Attraction perk is definitely doing its job. Everybody’s heart-farting over Kaytris. Even the Unsavory Charlatan took a minute to appreciate the view as he picked Corbus’s pocket!

“That poor kid got pickpocketed? Maybe I can help him out, now that I have muscles!”

Ok, two things, Kaytris. One: Muscles aren’t going to do much good when you only have one body skill point. Two: Do you really want a twelve-year-old walking around with an epic crush on you?

“... On second thought, I think the kid might be on his own. But I’ll certainly alert the authorities if I see anything!”

Good girl.

Back home, Kaytris spends some time practicing her pick-up lines charming banter ...

And weaving a tapestry. The more skills we have, the easier it’ll be to earn those badges.

And when night falls, I send her out on a date with Crett.

So here’s the deal. Since she has 3 bolts with both Crett and Tirwyn, I’m going to send her on a date with each of them and see which one she likes best.

Well, being enraptured by the other person’s conversation is always a good sign!

Then, because I’m curious, I have Kaytris ask Crett what he does for a living.

“I’m a Royal Physician.”

“Ooh! Mama always said to marry a doctor!”

Ok, couple things. One: There’s no royal family, so I don’t know who he’s being a royal physician of. Or to. Two: If you two did get hitched, he’d have to quit that job because it’s not opened up yet. Three: Even if it was open, I’d still make him quit, because I doubt that’s what he, as a Pleasure Sim, actually wants to do. And four: You’re a bin Sim; you don’t have a mama!

“... Well, if I did, she’d probably say things like that.”

Slow dancing. Naturally the dreaded Slow Dance Trifecta appears in her wants panel after this; i.e., wants to Lower Hands, Put Head on Shoulder, and Smooch.

Smooch isn’t even unlocked because Kaytris hasn’t had her first kiss yet, and the other two are doomed to end in rejection because their relationship isn’t that high yet.

Let’s see what we can do to get that relationship higher ...

Shy sims flirting are the cutest things.

Whoa. They’re not even friends yet, and Crett already has a crush.

Boy’s got it bad.

We get the relationship high enough for a Head on Shoulder to work.

Kaytris gets a crush just as she goes in for the first kiss.

GAH. (In case you can’t tell, GAH is because the evil warlock has just flown onto the lot.)

Unfortunately “gah” is a pretty good description of this date. Thanks to uncooperative wants and some bad luck (like Crett deciding he wants to buy a magazine and has to make his mind up about it ...), getting up to Dream Date is ... not on the cards.

It’s still a Great Date, though. And their relationship went from like 9/0 to 100/30-something. So, major progress!

Still, we’ll have to see how Kaytris’s date with Tirwyn goes on Day 2.

And then Crett, desperate to prove he’s not out of the running, drops off a Recalling Rug so that Kaytris will always remember their awesome time together.

(I’m not making this up; the little message said something very much to that effect!)

Anyway. Onto Day 2!

You probably can’t tell from his expression, but Kerrick and Kaytris have three bolts.

(I use ACR to put them in the friendzone. Let’s not mess things up for Shola and Kerrick ...)

Bronze cash register badge!

And Gold Sales badge! This is probably the only time in Tarik’s life he’ll be honestly dazzled by a woman.

... Who am I kidding, he probably gets dazzled by a woman every time I play a house with a woman with a Gold Sales badge ...

Kaytris gets the business up to Level 5, which is AMAZING. AND she gets her Bronze Restocking badge as well. Way to go, Kaytris!

And at home, Kaytris starts working on building up inventory for her future shop, and I get to see yet another of @cindysimblr‘s amazing Secret Santa presents for me in my own game!

That evening, I send Kaytris out to Sweets for the Sweet (same place she went with Crett) for a date with Tirwyn.

He actually gets her a networking perk practically straight off!

... It’s just a “Wow, you’re the coolest Sim I’ve met in ages!” message. Blah. Ripoff!

More flirting/being cute.

Slow dancing.

Tirwyn doesn’t get a crush on Kaytris as early as Crett did, but he still gets one on her before she gets one on him.

Kaytris is right behind him, though.

Coffee break!

And yes, Crett is on the lot. He doesn’t seem to notice Kaytris and Tirwyn being romantic, though, probably because of ACR. Thank you, ACR!

Unfortunately, even though I get this up to Dream Date, I don’t get Tirwyn and Kaytris’s relationship up much higher than Crett and Kaytris’s. That’s because Tirwyn cuts thing short because his needs (specifically bladder) are getting low. Despite me giving him plenty of time to go use the facilities. Grr.

... I’m going to have to do another round of dates with these two ...

And on that cheerful note, onto Day 3!

Crett stops by the stall, and since his lifetime relationship with Kaytris had crept up to over 50, one interaction is enough to make a Best Friendship happen.

Business is booming, so Kaytris hires this kid, Rhorven Jasor, to work the cash register. It frees her up to talk to the customers and earn stars.

Tirwyn stops by, and I figure it’s only fair for Kaytris to get up to best friends with him, too. Keeps him and Crett on an even level.

Back home, I have Kaytris do basket weaving instead of tapestry-weaving for creativity points, just for a change of pace. I’ve been having her collect reeds every day, so I might as well get some good use out of them.

And I do! This changing table will have to sit in Kaytris’s inventory for the foreseeable future, but hey, it’ll be cute to use it once she starts reproducing.

That evening, it’s time for another date with Crett.

If you can do the Caress of Doom successfully, it has to be true love, right?

Even Lower Hands is successful!

And it’s not long before Crett gets himself a red heart ...

And Kaytris isn’t far behind.

As for the rest of the date, my plan was to set them both loose on Free Will (within reason) and see if they decided to do some autonomous woohoo. I figured if nothing else, seeing if Kaytris got knocked up by either of them would make up my mind.

Except that didn’t work out. I was able to get them up to Dream Date no problem, but Crett then decided to buy a magazine and ended the date as soon as he’d paid. I think that’s probably because I have Paladin’s Customer Leave After Purchase in (because otherwise running businesses is an unholy PITA).

Friggin’ magazines, though.

Anyway. Tomorrow is another day - and another date, for that matter. To Day 4!

Day 4 being Sunday, we start things off at church.

Kaytris spends most of her morning making friends with Brother Cernin and raising her Faith. Then guess who shows up?

Tirwyn! That’s convenient; we can have the date right here. And if they can’t woohoo ... well, that’s only fair, since Crett didn’t get much of a chance (or at least didn’t avail himself of the chance he could have taken).

Another successful Caress of Doom!

Brother Cernin: “Er, should I be worried?”

Nah. There’s only a tent on this lot, so they can’t casual woohoo in that.

“Oh, that’s--wait, casual woohoo???”

Whoops, probably shouldn’t have let the good brother know that’s a thing ...

They sound like a pair of dying cats, but what can I say, the interaction is cute.

Another Dream Date done!

Kaytris finishes up her round making more flowers (she has 20 daisies so far ... and no bronze badge in sight), earning another creativity skill point, and taking advantage of the last bit of fall to earn a few cooking skill points, too.

And I’m still stuck on who she should end up with.

Kaytris:

... I don’t have the hacks for that, and it’s against your religion, Kaytris, but believe me, I’m thinking about it.

Right now I’m leaning more toward Crett, simply because he’s Kaytris’s OTP according to ACR. But we’ll see how she does on Free Will, wandering around town with both men available. Maybe the game will make up my mind for me!

Anyway, that’s enough from me for one night. Thanks for reading, and happy Simming!