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[threehazelnuts]

The Six Companions

A Christmas Special

This is a little-known story from Grimm's Fairy Tales. Originally it's titeld Die sechs Diener (The Six Servants), but I wanted to stress the friendship aspect more. I'll be following the plot of the adaptation in the TV-series Simsala Grimm 1999. A show I have mixed feelings about, but I really liked their changes to the plot of this story.

This year it's entirely my own production (@danjaley ) because of the very many special effects. But it will feature Middle Earth World by @sims3medieval and @crowkeeperthesimmer

It will post advent-calendar-style here on @threehazelnuts starting from December 1st.

Sorry about the mature-content-warning on the blog! That's still from the undressed scenes in Rapunzel.

[treason-and-plot]

Roy takes a lot more care than usual choosing what to wear before he goes downstairs to join Anya, but he needs the time to steady his nerves and to think. He hopes the lump in his stomach can be dissolved with a couple of beers. Not too many, because he needs to keep his wits about him. He cannot underestimate Anya, that much he realises. She may be young and lacking in life experience, but her intuition is as sharp as her cheekbones.

She is waiting for him on the black leather couch, staring at the news on the TV. The volume is so low he can barely make out what the news anchor is saying. He goes to the fridge and grabs a beer and sits down next to her.

“You took a while getting changed,” she says.

“I couldn’t find my socks,” he says, taking a long swig from his beer bottle. ”I think the maid is getting our laundry confused. Do you know if you have any of my my socks in your sock drawer?”

“I’ll have a look,” she says.”But I think we have more important things to discuss right now than socks, Roy.”

She shoots him a reproving look. He tries to look appropriately sombre.

“Why were you so weird and evasive when I tried to talk to you about Dad?” she says. “It really confused and hurt me, Roy. I needed you to be there for me and….you let me down. I was completely devastated and it was like you didn’t even care. What Dad did nearly tore my family apart. Don’t you get that? I mean, you’re supposed to be my partner, my emotional support in times of crisis. And now I feel like….I don’t know. Like I can’t rely on you. I just feel like...you’re not the person I thought you were.”

[miss-may-i]

Miss May I: Season 5 Part 39

Isabella: Wow, so this is what university looks like!

Isabella: I can't believe it, my first college party!

Scotty: Hey there, you. I haven't seen you around. Are you a freshman?

Isabella: Oh no, I don't go here. I'm Isabella. I'm sure you've heard a lot about me.

Scotty: Isabella? Nope, doesn't ring a bell. My name's Scotty. You should remember it for when you're screaming it later tonight.

Isabella: Why would I be screaming your name?

Isabella: Um ... I'm Richie's girlfriend. This is his dorm, right?

Scotty: Richie? Yeah, he's here. We talk all the time, but he's never mentioned an Isabella or even a girlfriend. He's really popular with the other girls here.

Isabella: He ... he is?

Scotty: Why don't I get you a beer?

Isabella: Oh, yeah. I like beer!

*Knock* *Knock*

Richie: Go away, I'm studying.

Zachery: Hey Richie Rich, there's a girl downstairs looking for you.

Richie: Nice try, but I'm not falling for it.

Zachery: Scotty's already getting his hands on her if you don't come quick.

Richie: I don't care. I can't focus with all these distractions. I'm going to fail my midterms.

Zachery: You really don't care? 'Cause this girl says her name is Isabella and that she's your girlfriend.

Richie: What?!?

Isabella: Oh Richie! You have no idea how much I've missed you! I love you so much!

Richie: Bella, what are you doing here?

Isabella: Aren't you happy to see me?

Richie: Of course I'm happy to see you. It's just unexpected, is all.

Isabella: I have to keep you excited so that you never get sick of me.

Richie: I could never get sick of you.

Richie: Let's go upstairs to my room and away from all this loud music. So we can ... talk.

Isabella: Talk? Yes! I love to talk.

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Life is Sunniest in Sunset Valley - Chapter 10

Transcript:

Morgana: Pauline? Are you home?

Morgana: Pauline?

Pauline: Girl! I love you, but I'm super hungover right now!

Morgana: I messed up last night, Pauline. Real bad.

Pauline: Oh gosh, honey! Wait up, I'll open thje door.

[pleasantviewrainfall111]

Me, when some unsuspecting fool asks me about my sims, not knowing that my sims have lore so deep it reaches across all readily available games - yes, that includes console, handheld and mobile - and are all intrecately woven into a fine Web of made up and canon.

[tia-amorosa]

Sunset Died - The younger ones

learning and reminiscing (longer Part)

It's Thursday morning, around 9 o'clock. And school has been back in session for a few days now. Well, a little sparsely, but it was important that the children get a little structure back into their everyday lives. Just hanging around at home or in the neighborhood all day should be stopped for at least a few hours.

Although Detlef has no teacher training, he agreed to do a little teaching with the children. And the kids like him. He found a few textbooks to read to them. And again it was a morning when he was a little annoyed… “Actually, it's called homework, you should do it at home and not here"/ ‘we didn't get it done, it's not that bad, is it?’.

Detlef took a few steps forward, because the comment came from VJ. “So you don't think it's so bad, huh? It makes sense to do your homework straight after school. Your mind is still working then. You can have your free time afterwards"/ ‘I've managed quite well so far without all the school stuff’/ ”That may be. But do you want to be left without a school-leaving certificate?”

“Who cares here whether I have a school-leaving certificate? You can't even get a real job here anymore. Or do you get paid for throwing poo over the fence?"/ ‘VJ…’/ ‘Yeah, what?’. Detlef knew that VJ was a difficult person from time to time. But he kept his composure and spoke to him calmly. “Just try to join in as best you can, okay?”. Some of the young people simply don't see any prospects in this city anymore. Hunting is fun, but it's not everything.

Detlef went to the back again. Because as long as the children were doing their homework, he had little to do. “So… I wouldn't sit there"/ ”Why not? The chair isn't broken, I sat on it yesterday too, so…"/ ‘ehehe, at your own risk…’. Just as he sat down on the chair, the typical sound of a whoopee cushion was heard. This caused laughter throughout the classroom.

Detlef made a serious face until the laughter died down again. “O.K., who was that?”. There was already so little to laugh about in these difficult times. But the children know how to bring out the fun for a moment. “You can guess for a long time, hahaha"/ ‘A prankster doesn't give himself away’. Detlef had to admit defeat. But he didn't want to let the tingling feeling you get before you have to laugh show. So he just smiled a little to himself.

Even some of the younger pupils are not necessarily thrilled that school has started again. They had become accustomed to being outside for long periods of time, playing in the wilderness. It was a big adventure playground. But it was important to get back into a certain routine. “Is it true that a heating stove is being installed here?”.

„Yeah, so that no icicles grow on our asses in winter"/ ‘tihihi, oh God, VJ!’/ „hehe…“/ ”Please, concentrate. When you've finished your homework, we'll talk about this map here”. The students noticed as soon as they entered the classroom that a map of their city was hanging on the wall. “Don't you think that's a bit cheeky? It's just depressing, Mister Teacher”.

Detlef breathed in and out deeply, a little agonized… “I know it's not easy for you … it's not easy for any of us. But we mustn't forget where we come from and that we had good times. I'm sure it will be like that again one day"/ „but definitely not here, it will never look this green again, Mr. Landgraf“/ „I know… let's just go through a few places and talk about it".

Of course, Detlef didn't want to force any of the children to do anything they didn't want to do. So everyone was allowed to decide for themselves whether they wanted to come to the front or stay seated. But Arlo wanted to look at the map. And he recognized some places. “Dad sometimes took me to the little park with the chess tables or we went fishing at the big lake. He always took time for me when he came home”.

After Arlo dared to start, the other children gradually joined in. They looked at the map and a few memories they had of their families gradually emerged. “Mum used to read me stories and I used to help her in the garden…"/ ‘And I sometimes went to the cemetery behind our house at night…’ said Mortimer with a mischievous grin on his face.

Katharina also searched her memories for something she liked doing. “I liked going to the movies… And the swimming pool"/ ‘that still exists’. Katharina wrinkled her nose “yes, but there are all these disgusting plants swimming around now, I don't go in there anymore”. Malcolm looked at the map and saw the large villa where he lived. “I always thought our house was far too big. I like our new one better”.

(Peter) “I was always in the park after school, didn't feel like going home at all…”/ “I felt the same way, but I was always looking forward to mum's lunch, so I always skipped lunch at school”/ “it wasn't always tasty either, haha”

Ethan was quite thoughtful as he looked at the map. “I'm still wondering how it was that our house got practically nothing…"/ (Peter) ”I'm sure it was just a lucky coincidence. Our house was completely swept away. And then we discovered our mini bunker, we didn't know anything about it beforehand”.

And VJ also took another look at the map. “Everything was still in order. I remember… My dad had just gotten a promotion and wanted to renovate our house with the extra money. The fucking things destroyed everything."/ ‘Yes, I remember how proud he was when he came to you and you were so mean to him again’/ ‘I know… it can't be helped, I wish my brother was still here’.

Detlef looked over at Holly for a moment. She was also very thoughtful. “I… I have a little brother now. And to be honest, I don't want him to grow up in this destroyed environment here. Do you think… we'll get help here at some point?”. Detlef took a deep breath. “I hope so, as long as someone out there finally manages to get their ass here"/ ‘You said ass…’/ ‘hahaha’ . Detlef also had to laugh a little, sometimes he just couldn't hold back.

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[sweetbeagaming]

Estelle has been a complete menace this summer. From reaching the top of her career to doing her best to one up Cheri’s new relationship at every turn, she’s on a bit of a mean streak. Estelle is a hard working woman and I think she deserves to have a little ego. 😌

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[lunakriegh]

To the creators of the Sims 3 ccs. You who keep this classic alive. Thank you so much ❤️ you are amazing

[thefairykey]

[simminginstars]

you gon' have to see me now, i'm shinin'

Taylor moved to Bridgeport on her own for another shot at taking over the music industry, she used to be in a pretty popular rockband. Due to her being the fan favorite and her company causing issues, tensions were high and the band split.

[eljeebee]

You found yourself snooping around the Administrator's office. On the port side of the office, there were the comfy couch and armchair, an ornate console table that holds a tray of teapot, a selection of tea tins, and a vase of lavender. You opened one of the drawers, and found a picture frame face down. You picked it up. The picture was folded in its left side, and you were curious what the Administrator and the Advisor were looking at. You retrieved the folded picture from the frame and unfolded the photograph.

Who is he? An old friend of the Administrator? You squinted. You noticed the gold band on the man's left ring finger; a wedding ring. She also has a ring on that particular finger as well. Were they married? You turned the photograph around, and in the Administrator's writing, it says, "Tony Harrison, Moumou Harrison (kitty!), Priscilla Harrison, Bert Lucio; year 20...". The year written was incomprehensible. So...that was her husband. She is married. Was. You have never seen the man, but your old superiors know him. You've seen how they reacted to your peers when talking about him. Never talk about him. He does not exist anymore. He is dead, your superiors would disturbingly say. You shake your head. You took one last look, before your refolded the man out of the frame, put the photograph back to its picture frame, and returned the frame back to the drawer. You closed it shut, and the office door slid open. You froze, but you recovered, and quickly opened one of the tins. You dropped the tea leaves on the pot as you looked back. She greeted you with a nod, "I apologize. I hope I didn't make you wait too long." You say, "It's no problem, Ma'am. I hope you don't mind me brewing tea." "Please," she smiled, taking the tray. "It's for my guests anyway." She took a seat on the armchair, placing the tea tray on the coffee table, and when she gestured at you, you sat on the couch. You noticed another picture frame on the table.

The blank spot on the left is obvious. It's for Tony. Does she miss him? Or is this just a jab to him? You did hear rumors about him cheating on her... "Ah," the Administrator smiled at you. "Doesn't Bert look dapper?" You agreed. "The Advisor sure does. You have a cute kitty." You looked at her. She chuckled, her golden eyes glowing a bit. You blinked. It was gone. "Why don't we start with the first agenda for this meeting?" she smiled. You nodded.

[treason-and-plot]

“What news?” says Mia to Julia, plucking a dead moth from one of the shelves.

“Cookie and Raj are engaged,” says Julia. “She told Spencer this morning. He said she was telling every person who walked into the booking office. Apparently Raj proposed to her last night. There’s nothing on her Simstagram yet because apparently he hasn’t gotten around to buying a ring but Spence asked Raj point-blank and Raj confirmed it. I don’t know what to think. Can you believe it? ” 

“It happened last night?” says Mia. She has to clap a hand over her mouth to prevent a hysterical bubble from escaping. “Oh my God. Wow. That fucking prick.”

“Are you okay?” says Julia.

“Jules, I saw them last night. At The Grotto," says Mia, the words coming out in a garbled rush. “She was a total bitch as usual, and he really pissed me off too. I can't say too much over the phone, but this is just the icing on the fucking cake. He can go fuck himself with a fucking chainsaw. Fucking arsehole. FUCK!”

A tourist couple who have just entered the shop exchange wide-eyed glances and hurriedly exit.

“I can’t understand why he’d propose to her in the first place” says Julia. “She’s not a good match for him. She’s too needy and insecure. And the way he speaks to her sometimes...he can't really love her, can he?"

Mia can only shake her head. She can hear a dull roar somewhere in the back of her skull, like the sounds of the waves crashing on distant shore.    

“Spence rates her, though,” says Julia. “He thinks she’s a class act.  Maybe it’s a guy thing. Maybe she’s got a princess in public, pornstar in the bedroom kind of vibe. What do you think?”

“I think I need to go and pay her a visit at the office,” says Mia.

“Mia, don’t-“ says Julia, but Mia has already disconnected.

[miss-may-i]

Miss May I: Season 5 Part 41

Richie: Bella! Bella, come back here!

Richie: Bella, what's going on with you lately? You're not acting like yourself. You've always been emotional, but not like this.

Isabella: Is it so wrong that I love so deeply?

Richie: If it's causing you this much pain, then yeah. Is this about your parents?

Isabella: It's not even just them, it's everybody. Everyone is moving on with their lives and there's no place for me.

Richie: Well then--

Isabella: I know what you're going to say. That I need to move on with my life too, but how?

Richie: How about we talk about this inside? Believe it or not, but I really do love you and don't want you catching a cold.

Isabella: *Sniff*

Isabella: Okay.

Isabella: I guess I just never saw things turning out like this. I always thought I'd live with my parents until it was time for us to live together. Then we'd all be one big happy family. But now... Now I don't even know if I believe in marriage. What's the point if everything can just ... end?

Richie: It's true a lot of marriages end in divorce, but a lot don't either. I admit, I'm not ready to get married right now. But that's also why I'm here. It's so that I can get a good job and give you the life you deserve. Marriage, a big house, cute clothes, kids. I want these things as much as you do, but to do it right takes a lot of work. And I'm not going to go through all of this work just to throw it all away and get a divorce however many years from now.

Isabella: I know and I really appreciate how hard you're working. I do, I really do. This is just hard for me. You're here at college, and Damian and Julian are always working.

Richie: I know you have your heart set on being a stay at home mom, but getting a job, even if it's part-time, or some hobbies really wouldn't hurt. You're a great friend, daughter, girlfriend, and I know you'll be a great wife and mother, but who is Isabella the individual?

Isabella: I guess that's what I'm having a hard time figuring out...

Isabella: How did you figure out you want to get into business?

Richie: Well, it was a few things. I wouldn't say I'm passionate about business, but I knew I'd need a good job to support you. Plus, I'm smart and know I can do it. I like the challenge.

Isabella: Wow, it all sounds so cool when you put it like that. What about for someone who's not very smart?

Richie: You're smart ... in your own way. You'll find something. You just won't know what it is until you try it.

Richie: How about this: you stay the night here then I'll drop you off at the bus station tomorrow before my first class?

Isabella: I do.

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Life is Sunniest in Sunset Valley - Chapter 10

Transcript:

Morgana: I... was expecting this day to come eventually.

Morgana: You seemed to talk about it all so colourfully.

Leighton: I am aware that we have known each other for a short time. But in that time, you have made me feel confident again in a long-term relationship.

Leighton: Would you like to marry me, and then come to Mt. Komorbi with me?

[simdollazzz]

Eden poses for Playboy🐰🗞️✨

[tia-amorosa]

Sunset Died - Alto/Wolff

The Others... and a secret

Note in advance: this episode contains a bit more text than in the previous parts. But it was important because it answers a few questions that some of you may have already asked yourself.

Nick went outside with Morgana and closed the bedroom door behind him. Then he took a few steps and leaned against the wall. “Thanks, I probably couldn't have done it on my own"/ ”like I said, it would have been better if I'd been informed earlier that she was expecting a child. Worse things could have happened”.

Nick paused for a moment before continuing. “You lack the means to properly examine the pregnant ladies in the city…"/ ”Mh, that's correct, yes. Above all, I don't have an ultrasound machine, there are so many things that could be detected and ruled out with it…"/ ‘It won't be long before… you'll have one of those machines at your disposal’ / ‘What do you mean?’/ ‘I've requested one’. Morgana was shocked and curious. “But where, by whom?"/…

“From people out there somewhere. I asked them for it. “/ “What… What kind of people are they?”/ “Hh… Some who have had me firmly in their grip for months. And it's up to me that… That nothing has happened here so far"/ ‘Mr. Alto…’/ ‘I value you as a very loyal person, Dr. Wolff, not just as a doctor’.

Morgana looked at him skeptically “You want to confide something in me and I'm not allowed to tell anyone, am I right?”/ “Yes, not yet. I'll talk to the people here soon, when I've got the hardest part over with"/ ‘and that would be?’. He looked at her seriously with tired eyes “Is there something you're particularly attached to, Dr.? What's the most important thing in your life?”/ “A few things. My own life, my husband, my child… My friends”.

“That's quite a lot. For me, it's been money for as long as I can remember. I learned early on how to get it, how to invest it wisely and how to spend it wisely. But money… It's also a tool you can use to manipulate people. Now I'm the one being manipulated. I have a lot of assets, it's not small. And that has gotten through to these people”

Morgana tried to follow and understand what Nick was telling her. “So… they want your money?"/ ‘All the valuables I own…’/ ‘And why don't you give them what they want?’. He took a deep breath. “Would you just give away something you've worked so hard for all your life?”. Morgana's voice became a little louder, as she seemed to understand what this was all about. “honestly, what do you have to lose except your money?"/ ‘hh… I know what you're getting at, Dr. Wolff’.

“You probably think now, just like my wife, that I'm stubborn. Yes, I am. But they also said that if I've given them everything, we won't get any more help from them…"/ ”What help have we had so far? We haven't seen any of it…”. Nick found it increasingly difficult to speak as his conscience began to torment him, “We were selfish, I…”. Her voice became more insistent. “Now tell me!"/ ‘They provided us with food and we weren't supposed to give any of it away’/ ”What…why?”

“Because there are other sick minds sitting there who want to know… how long the people here can get by without help and food now. So… Not only do they want all my assets, they also treat the people here like guinea pigs. When that meteor storm came and destroyed everything. That was just the right opportunity for them to test how humans cope in extreme situations…"/ ”Please what? I'm… Completely confused, excuse me”. Morgana had to sit down.

“They just wanted to leave us here to our fate? And you're going along with it, Mr.Alto?”. Nick couldn't look her in the eye. “They said if I lifted a finger, they'd stop supplying us"/ ”What supply? We…"/ ”For me, my family. As I said, the whole thing was an experiment”. Morgana was stunned. „And , how do they know what's going on here? Are there cameras here?”. He shook his head. “No, we should only ever observe and report. Gerhard and Nancy…"/ ”They should be spying on us, am I right? My God, that's really sick!”.

Morgana had to process the whole thing first. She was angry, surprised, many feelings overwhelmed her . “How… How did this contact even come about, Mr. Alto? How…”. Morgana hadn't really paid attention to it at first, because she had been looking after Vita the whole time. But she remembered this device in the bedroom. “Is that a Transmitter? Where did…”. Nick collected his thoughts again and tried to explain everything to her in detail. “The day before it all happened… I took it from the town hall because I wanted to do some restoration work on it. Actually, it was just an exhibit.”

“Now I remember, it was there in a bigger glass case in the foyer". He nodded. ”actually, it belonged in a museum long ago. Be that as it may. After the initial shock of the impacts was somewhat digested and we realized that the internet was down, I came up with the idea of getting the thing operational. Unfortunately, I just didn't know how to find a frequency. And then… they found me”.

Morgana had many questions running through her mind. “How did they contact you through this device? How did they know which frequency to select? How…"/ ”Believe me, I've often asked myself these questions too. Someone seems to have known that I have one of these devices. I just wonder who the hell it is. Maybe someone from here?"/ ‘That's nonsense!’.

Nick stood up and took a few steps across the room. “Why nonsense, Dr.?"/ ”Well, first of all, I don't think anyone else here has such a device except you. And I'd put my hand in the fire for every single person here. Who would come up with something like that? I would never voluntarily put my friends, my family or anyone else in the city I live in at risk. Do you understand?”.

Nick took a deep breath and exhaled. “I'm sure you're right, who would put up with such macabre nonsense here?"/ ‘You said… you get deliveries, right?’/ ‘Yes, food and other things for everyday use.’/ ‘Where do these deliveries come from?’/ „Where? I don't know, but definitely across the sea. There's a landing stage somewhere far away. The things were unloaded there and we pick them up by arrangement.”

“By arrangement… Does that mean they were never there when a delivery came?"/ ”No. We never knew when they were going to deliver to us. We were only informed by radio when the delivery arrived and we could pick it up. But apart from the goods, there was no one to be seen there, the ship was usually gone by then”. Morgana put her hands to her head. There was just so much information she had to deal with. “hh, my goodness… My head is spinning and I… I have to get back to my child”.

“Dr. Wolff…"/ ”If I've understood all this correctly, it's up to you whether we survive or perish here. I don't know how long I can carry this secret around with me now. You should talk to the people here urgently. Otherwise… I will do it” / ‘I'll do it, I promise you, as soon as…’ / ”You'd better not promise anything. Good night, Mr. Alto!”. Morgana picked up her things and made her way home.

After Morgana had left the house, Nick stood in front of the closed front door for a moment. And as he said, he had already made his decision. But he still didn't know how to deal with the consequences. He shook off his thoughts for the rest of the evening and went into the bedroom. “ssh, don't cry, o.k., I just wanted to take a closer look at you. Come here… My son”..

Nick could hear his wife snoring softly. She was still very exhausted from the birth, which had dragged on for almost a whole day. “So we haven't thought of a name yet, have we? I have a cousin, Alfonso, but we're no longer in contact. I would like that, Alfonso…Alfi, hnhn”. As he looked at his son, a few tears welled up in his eyes. Yes, as Cy once said, a little one like that changes something in you. “We'll find a solution, Alfi… Somehow”.

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