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Helen of Simblr
writer of grown up outrageous contents, maker of poses, cigar smoker, Guiness drinker, and in my spare time I do some mathematics.
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Elita: My dad easily pulled the doors open and found a small cleaning room which had been slightly modified. This my dad mused was Judith’s lair, and there was no sign of her…
Bob: Shit…
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Aamon: What doesh( does) thish(this) mean?
Bob: It means we’re too late… A vampire would not risk being away from their lair during the daylight hours, outside there’s signs of a struggle. Somebody, or something came and took her.
Aamon: How do you know that Judith didn’t win thish shtruggle (this struggle)?
Bob: Because, believe it or not, of all my children, Judith was the softest. She’s a diva… violence isn’t her forte.
Aamon: I’m pretty Shure(sure) all her victimsh(victims) dishagree(disagree) with you.
Bob: I don’t mean that monster she’s become, I mean before her head cracked… the girl I raised and loved was incapable of hurting anybody. This thing she is, is a bully, and was effective only because of her savagery and supernatural strength. Whatever she is now, she isn’t MY… OUR, Judith. I believe Cat’s right… and our Judith is still in there, and she’s trying to stop the monster the only way she can… by trying to get it killed.
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Aamon: Then, that leavesh ush (leaves us) in a rather unenviable posishshun (position).
Bob: I know, first we have to tell Lyra we were unsuccessful and that Judith is gone.
Aamon: How truthful shall we be?
Bob: Truthful enough… I might be wrong, Judith might just have moved on to a different lair… but…
Aamon: Your exshperienshe(experience), saysh otherwishe( says otherwise).
Bob: Let’s get out of here. We’ll have to rethink our plan.
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Aamon: Now what?
Elita: My father took a moment to assess his options, which were left or right. You see, dad was a lot more than just a beast with great physical strength, he was tactical. Dad and Guy, were able to think like their enemies would. Dad also had a huge advantage, he knew Judith. And he knew, that even down in a stinking damp sewer, she would try to find the most comfortable spot she could. Tracking was one of my dad’s best attributes, and he had a great sense of direction too and was able to keep an image in his mind of roughly where he was going in relation to the surface…
Bob: To the right.
Aamon: How can you Jusht (just) know that?
Bob: Experience.
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Elita: Grandpa Aamon took my father’s warning about silence seriously and followed him quietly accepting that he had his skills, and my dad had his.
Bob: Contact.
Elita: Autopilot. Dad spotted the blood on the floor, even in this dim light. Those super sharp super soldier eyes picked it out from the rest of the dank. My dad readied the sight on his gun and chambered the round, ready to shoot if he had to. Believe me, my dad came here willing to kill Judith if he had to… he didn’t want to, he prayed they could find her and capture her, maybe do something to reverse the Vampirism… perhaps if she had isotope 9 in her like Guy did then… maybe like Guy’s isotope 9 it could be switched on maybe? Bring back the old Judith… He just tried to focus at that moment and be ready.
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Elita: My dad crouched by the blood and examined it. This was made within the last 24 hours. He noted there was a crack and broken bricks on the wall as well…
Bob: There was a struggle.
Aamon: A victim?
Bob: I don’t think so…
Elita: My dad wondered if it was Judith who was the victim… something, or somebody got her…
Bob: I’ll open the door, be ready.
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Elita: Within moments, the aperture was clear and they had a way down into the murky gloomy tunnels.
Bob: You turned the block into bubbles?
Aamon: Yesh. (yes) Bubbleshs (bubbles) pop. Sho (so) itsh(its) nishe (nice) and quiet.
Bob: Got to hand it to you Aamon, that’s a great trick. Ok, you can wait here, I’ll head down.
Aamon: No. I musht (must) come with you.
Bob: Aamon, it’s going to be dangerous.
Aamon: I know… but, we musht (must) try and shave (save) her, for Lyra’sh (Lyra’s) shake (sake)
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Elita: Aamon and my father tiptoed through the tunnels beginning their search. To my dad this was old news, penetrating into enemy territory… nothing he hadn’t done hundreds of times before.
Bob: Follow my lead, check our rear, and keep very very quiet.
Aamon: Undershtood. (understood)
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Elita: My dad and Aamon stalked down the corridor the only sound my father’s keen ears could hear was that of rats - eww - scurrying about. That, and my grandfather’s heavy breathing and even his heart pounding in his chest.
Bob: Calm yourself Aamon. If you’re frightened, turn back and wait up top.
Aamon: Of courshe (course) I’m frightened! We’ve deshended (descended) into the lair of a ruthlesh (ruthless) vampire.
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Bob: Are you sure you want to come with me Aamon? I could go down alone and bring her back here for the exfil?
Aamon: Exshfil?(Exfiltrate)
Bob: Exfiltrate. Sorry, old habits. It might get dangerous down there, you’re a target, if she goes for you first I might not be able to react fast enough. Super soldier or not.
Aamon: She’sh(she’s) my grandaughter. She needsh(needs) ush(us) both.
Bob: Ok, I’ll take the front, you stick to the rear. No unnecessary talking down there, walk very softly and watch me for my hand signals. Right, let's look around, we need an access ladder to the tunnels below.
Elita: Aamon just nodded. Truthfully he was rather scared. Of course we know Azura got there first, but these guys don’t!
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Aamon: What ish(is) that?
Bob: That is the access I was talking about. But… Shit. Looks like they’ve sealed it off.
Aamon: I don’t undershtand(understand) why we shimply(simply) did not go to the Shtashun(station) where all the Dishappearanshes(disappearances) were reported, inshtead(instead) of having to traipshe(traipse) through shtinky(stinky) tunnelsh(tunnels).
Bob: Because I can’t walk into a busy subway station with a military issue rifle Aamon. Right, step back a bit, I’ll have to smash that through…
Aamon: Wait Bob. Perhapsh(perhaps) I can be of shum(some) ashshistanshe(assistance)
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Elita: Aamon used some of his spellcastering power and a brilliant light filled the room. My dad readied the gun just in case.
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Elita: It was still early in the morning and at this moment the ridiculously large Robinson family SUV came to a stop…somewhere… in the District.
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Elita: My grandfather was already there waiting…
Aamon: Well I musht(must) shay(say), that ish(is) quite the outfit.
Bob: Standard Agency tactical gear Aamon, nothing fancy.
Aamon: If you’re here, with Shtandard(Standard) Tactical gear, am I right to Ashume(assume) that you exshpect(expect) thingsh(things) to go shidewaysh(sideways)?
Bob: I hope not. But, I am prepared for the worst. We have to assume that she’s going to be dangerous and we have to be ready for anything.
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Elita: My father moved to the trunk of the car and pulled out a rifle and readied it to fire. Grandpa looked shocked.
Aamon: A gun?
Bob: Yes, firing wooden tipped bullets. If we are unable to capture and contain… then… We’ll have to put her down.
Aamon: And what doesh(does) Lyra think to thish(this) plan?
Bob: She doesn’t know. But we have to face facts Aamon, if she can’t be captured, she has to be stopped. Those “disappearances” reported on the subway, you and I both know they are Judith’s victims, we will do what we must.
((special thanks to @viktorviolettaenterprises for the weaponry in Bob's hands.))
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I loved the posts of Lyra and Cat. It was pretty 50's wholesome the two of them sat there drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes while having a talk. Great change of pace. Love seeing Cat and Lyra.
A fan!
Hi anon. Thanks for the message. And you're darn right. There will be plenty of lyra and cat I am sure.
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OC question of the day!
If you could make a character real, which of your OCs would be:
your bestie
your spouse/partner
your secret lover!
your friendly rival
your enemy!
BONUS: do this for other people’s OCs too!
Pass the game along (anonymously or not)
Wow, I love this tag!
My bestie would have to be:
EVELYN VAN RICHTEN! I know she's not my OC, but she exists as part of the same universe with me and @sparkiekong. So I can say her. I think Evelyn and me are rather similar in a lot of ways and I'm sure being as brainy as she is, we could have a great chat about mathematics and science.
My spouse / Partner:
I think I would pick BOB ROBINSON. He is very broadly based on my grandfather and my actual real life hubby. He is not perfect he makes mistakes, but at his core he is a good person and wants to help. And I love his old fashioned gender role values.
My secret lover huh... ooh la la:
I would pick BORSON FATHERALL for that (The dude with the eyepatch). When I made him I based him on Christoph Waltz whom I have a certain admiration for so... yeah this would be it.
Friendly rival:
I feel like me and LYSA ROBINSON would trade some serious barbs with each other, and her competitive nature and mine would be quite the combo!
My Enemy:
Would be this dude!!
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🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷Send this flower to 10 (or more 🤗) mutuals to let them know you love them 🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷
Thanks very much for this! Same to you hun
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✨🌈SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING🌈✨
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Apart From Sparkie, You're The Most Awesome People I Ever Met 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Thank you Viktor.
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Siblings in Henford 15/15
The walk to the parking lot wasn’t necessary. Elita was well enough to protect herself, but John wanted to see his mother even if it was just for a few minutes. She was standing next to her SUV waiting patiently.
“There you are. I was beginning to think you two had gotten lost.” She immediately walked up to John and hugged him, she looked up at his face, “John, what is this hair? You look like a hooligan. You should cut it back a bit.”
He laughs a bit nervously, self-conscious of his hair. “Yeah, sorry it’s gotten a bit out of hand. I hadn’t really thought about it. I’ve been busy with work. I’ll get it cut soon, promise. I was thinking of buying some more land.”
Lyra was satisfied with his response, “If that’s what you want to do you should… but you should cut your hair first priority. I didn’t raise you to be a hooligan.”
“I will, promise!” He smiles.
She turned her attention to Elita now who was staring off in the distance. That "thing" was still watching, but she couldn't see it... “Did everything go well at John’s?” Lyra asks.
Elita shaken from her thoughts she nodded, “Oh, yeah! He’s great and he’s got a wonderful house and good friends. We had a fun time and he put me to work! I’m fairly sure I don’t want to be a farmer. Too much poop!”
Lyra nods, “Ok well let’s be off then. I have a few more errands to run. I think next time you could probably ride your motorcycle here. It’s nearly finished. I still don’t agree with it personally, but I suppose you are nigh unkillable like your brother...”
John waves and watches them drive off. “I guess I need a haircut, Zoe... Let's go home.”
#sims 4#sims 4 story#ksu#tac#crossover#ts4 story#ts4#the axiom conclusion#Elita#John#Lyra#season two
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Siblings in Henford 14/15
The next day John walked out to find out where Elita had wandered off to. They had a big day of chores to do before they would meet up with Lyra at the Henford Lot. Cars were not permitted in the city limits, so he planned to walk her to see his mom. He strolled out and started to call for her when he noticed his sheep and goats were tooling around in the yard eating his vegetables. “What are you….” He looked up and paled…he spun around as quickly as he could. “Nope. No. I didn’t see anything. I’m going back to the house.” He walked away while Elita and the Harlan boy made themselves presentable.
A few short minutes later, he saw the boy run back across the street and went out to check on Elita. The awkward silence was palpable, she was quiet, and all John could muster was, “You still have some hay in your hair.”
Elita removes it slowly. "So, I got to ask, how much of my stay are you planning to report back on?"
John said bluntly, "Not a damned thing. I am not going to get any wrath from Mom… You’re old enough to know what you want to do and with who. I just hope that next time you’ll pick the privacy of the guest bedroom or something. I don’t need to see Harlan’s son’s ass. Please tell me you used protection… also I'll get you an ashtray for next time, please don't toss butts about. It could catch fire!"
A look of relief appears on her face. "Yeah well, I guess we got caught up in the moment. Sorry… I thought he had a cute ass." She smiled, thinking about how one day her brother would make a great dad to someone. "And sorry about the other butt too, I guess I was distracted on both."
John wrinkled his nose, “I prefer the female form, personally… but you know what you like, sis. Just next time… if there is a next time, either give me a little warning or put it behind a closed locked door!”
Elita sighed, "I don’t know, I think that was a one off with him. I feel like once is enough and move on."
John looks a bit bewildered “I hope he knows that! I can see that boy pining for the next time you come see me.”
"Next time I'm gonna fuck the other one." She winks at John.
He shakes his head, hands to plug his ears. “Nope… nope… I’m leaving now. I have vegetables to tend!”
"And he believed me... I'm not a hoe John!" She joked.
“Still not listening!!!” He yells. “Get your things ready we’ve gotta meet Mom at the Henford Parking.”
#sims 4#ksu#sims 4 story#tac#ts4 story#crossover#the axiom conclusion#ts4#tales from the district#john#elita#season two
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Siblings in Henford 13/15
They worked the whole evening, Elita got a first hand look at every aspect of John's new little farm life. They visited the Harlans and then Elita promptly passed out in the spare bedroom bed...
Yes you got montaged...
Probably something super country... like Kenny Rogers "The Gambler" or something Hank Williams... I mean really country not that country pop rap present day junk either. I mean old school. Really country... Just find one you like...and pretend I made you listen to it.
#sims 4#sims 4 story#ksu#tac#crossover#ts4 story#ts4#the axiom conclusion#Elita#John#season two#Youtube
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Siblings in Henford 12/15
Elita does her best not to smack her hand to her forehead, “Oh John, you're gonna make me draw you a diagram, come on man!”
Recognition lit up John’s face, “Oooh... wait. The emoji thing...” He laughs, “Oh, well yes that'd have been a disaster... or it would have had all the gals coming my way. Thanks sis.”
Elita breathes easy, glad that he figured it out, “You're welcome.”
John asks, “There's none of that with watermelon or pumpkin right? and I'll make sure I call betty a hen...”
Elita shrugged, “Not unless you want to look like a massive saddo… just don’t, John. Stick to animal pics, John. No need to brag about the size of your vegetables. Stick to the cute animals.”
John smiles, “They're so cute...but a lot of work!”
Elita nods, “They are, given I stopped one getting eaten last night, I feel I have done a lot of good deeds here.”
Thinking about the eggplant picture now he started laughing, "Oh gods... Lysa would have laid into me. It'd almost be worth it to see what she and mom wrote back and forth on it!"
Elita rolled her eyes and smiled, “You so need a woman in your life. Like... desperately.”
He looks sad and sighs, "I do... She's out there somewhere I'm sure."
Elita shakes her head, "Ok put me to work. How can I help?"
John nods, "Alright, let's get to it then."
#sims 4#ksu#sims 4 story#tac#crossover#ts4 story#ts4#the axiom conclusion#tales from the district s2#Elita#John#this is cringy#season two
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Siblings in Henford 11/15
John shakes his head a little confused as they walk outside but trusting, “Oh, ok I guess. I'll stash it away then. Sorry... I don't get it. I guess I should look it up on the internet. I trust you though.”
Elita feels relieved, “Good call. I mean, if you want to be celibate for the rest of your life, sure, post ‘em! If you don't, leave ‘em offline, brother. Look it up? Gods, you’re innocent aren’t you? Ok, well, try to imagine Lysa's comments to such a photo? And she's your sister and loves you... theoretically.... Is it something about eggplants that's embarrassing now?”
John thinks about it for a bit, “I mean they're not disgusting food... not my favorite...”
#sims 4#ksu#sims 4 story#tac#crossover#ts4 story#ts4#the axiom conclusion#tales from the district s2#John#Elita#season two
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Siblings in Henford 10/15
John smiled, “We could sit down over dinner, and you tell me about what's changed in our brother. Maybe I can help somehow?”
Elita looked at him, dead serious. “Sure, dinner sounds nice. You got any blood? or can I just drink a bit of yours?
John seems a bit confused at first but doesn’t skip a beat really. “You can, I don't know if it's going to be any good though, me being green and all, but you're welcome to try.” He holds out his arm for her without even giving it a thought.
She laughs. “You were supposed to freak out, not take that in your stride... nah, I'm just messing with you, I eat normal food. A vampire that eats normal food, eh? Who’d thought!”
He laughs, “Living in our family... that felt normal to say. It's weird being with folks who act "normal". I rarely know what to say to them. I just figured if that’s what you need, that’s what I should give. It didn’t seem out of the ordinary to me.”
Elita shrugs, “You should try going to school again. I’m supposedly seventeen years old now....”
John shakes his head emphatically, “Ooh, no thanks. One trip through school was enough for me.”
Elita smiles, “I only have a little while before I leave. So, it’s not all bad.”
John sits down at the counter, “It goes by fast. Let's sit down to eat… I’m starving!”
John and Elita eat quietly when John decided to ask a question, “Oh hey, what do you think if I posted some of my vegetables on simstagram? I want to show off my hard work.” He slides the images over to her on the table.
Elita panics for exactly one second before she looks down at his selfies of him and his actual vegetables. “John... don't... don't post that stuff on social media man. Seriously, trust me on that one, and just... don't.”
John completely oblivious, “What's wrong with the eggplant? it's huuuge! Shouldn't I be proud of it?”
Elita shakes her head, “You should be proud of it, but this is one of those... "Trust me bro." moments. Promise.”
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Siblings in Henford 8/15
Elita blurted out, "NO! It’s too dangerous! What if there's other wolves out there!? They'll pull you to pieces! Please John don't.”
John asked, “Wolves? you saw a wolf?" He never got upset about anything anymore, or he was inclined not to show it.
Elita nodded, “A little one... he was... pathetic looking. Now that I think about it, it was more of a fox thing… But he's gone now.”
John listens and nods, “I know there are foxes about, but I don't think I've ever heard of wolves. That's odd... I won't go out there alone.”
Elita warns him, “There's something else out there, way more powerful than anything else. I mean, I'm used to being around strong stuff, this was... Right up there!”
John sighs, “I should do something or at least say something... these folks are quiet, good people. If there's something evil out there. I feel like I should do something...”
Elita tried to calm herself, “I don't think that the last one was evil. But the others are not friendly, I know that. Is nowhere normal anymore?”
#sims 4#sims 4 story#tac#ts4 story#ksu#crossover#ts4#the axiom conclusion#tales from the district s2#John#Elita#Season two
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