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Fortune & Romance - Chapter 4: Gold Digger

Gold digger



He could have any (or every) girl in Sim City, but he’d chosen her.

sit up

Though, technically she’d chosen him first.


Dina was a successful representative for a door-to-door cosmetics company. They’d long since expanded their line past makeup and perfume to everything from cookie jars to dancing holiday snowmen.




That money had gone into bills, debts, paying off student loans, and maybe a few boxes of chocolate. But it had all just been a stepping stone; what she’d really needed was that hideous car.


The local matchmaker loved pink.

Not that she and Ocean weren’t actually soulmates. No two people had ever been so aspirationally compatible. He got a thrill from being the Provider, and Dina was in great need of provisions. He had what you might call a Cophetua complex, though Dina may have slightly exaggerated her economic state when they were first introduced.


It worked better than she could have ever imagined.


But the money wasn’t the only thing she loved about him. She had always had a thing for the tall, dark, and handsome type. And he wasn’t a jealous person, because who could possibly be better?

hot tub

Then there was his honesty. His opinions were maybe not the most thought out, appropriate, or logical, but they were truly whatever was on his mind. Dina had trouble giving the time without coating it in sugar, so she had to admire that kind of bluntness.

But most importantly….


He had an adorable robot butler. Ocean had bought him pre-activated but with his memory wiped, so where he got his personality was a mystery. That person must have been very shy and very sweet.


“Morning miss!”

“Hi—“ It took her a moment to remember the maid’s name, she was usually gone before Dina woke up. “Brigit! I didn’t hear you come in.”

“No one ever does, miss,” she said with bob of her head. “How are you this morning? I hear there was a bit of a fracas at the Goth party.”

Dina raised an eyebrow. “A bit.”

“Poor poor Mr. Tricou,” Brigit said as she made the bed. “He may have been a cad, but at least he was…human.

Dina pissed

That sounded too much like something out of a bad memory. “What do you mean?”

“Ooh, nothing.” She lowered her voice, pointlessly since there was no one else in the house except Servo. “It’s just more than I can say for the rest of that family.”

Dina wasn’t sure what she meant by that, or if she wanted to know. “Do you work for the Tricous too?”

“I used to. The things I saw in that house.”


“Mr. Tricou was the best of the lot. Caddish, like I said, but he left me alone when I didn’t reciprocate. You wouldn’t believe the things that went on with the ones who did though—my god, I had to clean that studio!” She pursed her lips. “Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if Mrs. Tricou did him in herself.”

old age

“He died of old age, according to Mortimer Goth.”

Brigit snorted. “Oh, well then, obviously it must be true. I mean, Mortimer Goth knows everything.

Dina followed her downstairs, but before she could think of a response she was distracted by the lifeless body of a friend. “Servo!”


“Oh, I hope you don’t mind I shut that thing off. Robots make me uncomfortable.”

You make me uncomfortable. Did you give him a warning first or sneak up from behind with a frying pan?”

“Call me old fashioned but I don’t think those things are really necessary. I can do everything it can and there’s less chance of me running amok in a fit of wanton destruction.”

Dina took a deep breath. “That was a freak accident involving one Servo. One incident as compared to all the things humans do to each other every day! Unless you’re saying all those disappearances in Strangetown are just rogue robots around in the cover of night.”

“Or aliens.”


“Does she do this to you every day, Servo?”


He looked down at his feet. “Sometimes she chases me with the garden hose first.”

Brigit shrugged, but she was clearly trying not to smile. “It’s my job to clean everything on this property.”

Servo squirmed some more and added, quietly, “One time I woke up with my head flipped around backwards and fell down the stairs. I think she lured me up there just so she could do that.”

console 2

“There is no proof that was me!”

“You were the only person in the house,” Servo said, almost too faint to hear. “And you were standing there laughing.”

“Oh what does it matter? No harm done, that thing is unkillable.


“You’re fired, psycho.”

She gasped. “You can’t fire me, this isn’t your house. You don’t even officially live here!”

“It’s as good as mine.”

“Oh, is that how it is?” Brigit said, narrowing her eyes. “You just want to throw your weight about because you think you’re so much better than me. Well let’s face it; you’re just as much of a service Sim as I am. Though at least I’m being paid for something more respectable!”

“Wow.” Dina blinked. “Is she implying what I think she is? Will you back me up on that, Servo?”

“Miss Dina, I would back you up on anything.”

“Thank you, sweetie. You have my permission to run amok.”

maid running

That maid was a very fast runner.


Later that day, Servo gave Dina a ride over to her and Nina’s apartment on the other side of town. Usually he would have just waited in the limo, but today she invited him in.


“Oh for goodness sake, Nina. You didn’t kill anyone. You don’t need to change your whole lifestyle and become a less violent person. You just had really bad timing.”

Nina exhaled slowly, counting to ten. ”I still shouldn’t have hit him. He was just a frail old man.”


“No, he wasn’t. He was the only dancer on the floor who could keep up with you, and that’s not even taking into account what he was doing 15 minutes before that.”

“It’s kind of suspicious, isn’t it?”

For some reason, Dina suddenly felt cold. “He probably just overexerted himself.” She looked at the time. “Shouldn’t you be getting dressed, honey? Ocean’s going to meet us there; he needed some time alone this morning to reflect.”


“How much do you want to bet this ‘reflecting’ actually involves a mirror?”



awkward kiss

"I'll just…meet you inside."


"I bought a mirror costing more than §1000!"

"That's great, honey!" She cut him off before he could say anything else, already having prepared what she was going to say. "My day wasn't so great. I had to fire Brigit. I hope that’s okay."


"The maid? I didn't want to, she just—"

"It's fine. Do you want a new one?"

"No, Servo said he could handle her work.” Dina put on her biggest smile. “But I was thinking maybe then you could give him some of her wages."

He chuckled. "You're adorable. What does a robot need money for?"

"Well, he does like to read anything he can get his hands on.” This reminded her of something hilarious. "Actually, the other day I caught him with some girlie magazines. I don't know how he got them; were they yours?"

"Darling, I don't need to look at pictures of desperate blonde bimbos when I have you." He really didn't mean that the way it sounded. “But if you so insist, l will put the robot on salary. You're that adorable."


He sighed."I've been thinking about how adorable you are all day, actually—reflecting on death, life, love and the future. I'll confess the new mirror is not my only surprise."


"—but this isn't the time, is it?"

Dina glanced at the open grave and nodded. "I can wait."

He grinned. "I’m going to go get us front row seats—even if I have to pay off the pall-bearers!"

She called after him. "Sweetie, it's a funeral, not a Broadway show!" An open-casket one at that.

Broadway show

"He reminds me of Earl," said a voice from behind her. "My ex-fiance. He even has the same hairstyle."

“Unfortunately, he’s not my fiancé yet. How are you doing, Olive?" Dina felt a tug on the bottom of her skirt. "And Junior! I didn't know you two were still in town."

Olive had never revealed to her what the little boy's full name actually was. She'd always had a suspicion that Olive's late husband was not the father. Doing the math, it was possible the baby had been conceived on the very day Mr. Thanasia had perished in a fire, but that still didn't explain the lack of resemblance.

Nervous Dina

"I never miss a funeral." Olive looked spectacular as always; she had even painted on sympathetic eyebrows for the occasion. "Can I give you some relationship some advice, dear? As someone who sympathizes with your ambitions?"

Dina nodded tentatively, not exactly sure what she was referring to.

"I think you're going at this the wrong way. A girl like you should be hunting for sweet old sugar-daddies, not that jackass. It'll make things a lot less…messy… in time." She paused, and suddenly her face broke out into a big smile. “Unless you're just planning to do him in. In which case, have fun."

dark sense of humor

Olive’s success in the professional party business was mostly due to her dark sense of humor. She walked away still laughing at her own joke.


Dina was surprised to see paintings of the bartender from Bella's party in Mr. Tricou's gallery; she hadn’t realized that was an ongoing affair. She was even more surprised to see her sister talking to Bella Goth about massage therapy.

Nina Bella

“Mortimer thinks it's from heavy lifting, but of course he's a scientist not a chiropractor."

"What have you been lifting?"

"Legs of lamb—"

hi bella

"Hi, Bella! I like your hat!"

"Hello." She smiled briefly and turned back to Nina. "So do you think we could set up a home appointment? I have a golf tournament next week and I don't want to be less than perfect.

"I'm sure we can work something out—" Nina’s attention was stolen by a group of women entering the gallery.


“Um, who are they?”

who’s that

“I think you can guess.” Bella smirked. “Let’s just say, you really dodged a bullet, Nina.”

sharp shooter

“And it looks like Mr. Tricou was a sharp shooter.”




Bella harmonium

Dina still hadn’t been able to figure out the names of all the Tricous, or even who was married to whom. The son-in-laws were bizarrely absent; but she recognized his grandchildren as some of her best customers, especially the boy. She couldn’t tell from looking at any of them what Brigit had meant by the “not human” comment.


She had to admit Mrs. Tricou was rather mellow for the circumstances. It was like her face was stuck on “neutral”, which hadn’t been the case the other day when she was playing the fiddle and grinning like a slasher villain.


Maybe it was just the result of too much work done; her granddaughter had more lines on her face than she did. But as she sat there stonefaced while everyone else around her wept, Brigit’s words kept floating to the front of Dina’s mind.

Jennicor violin

Until she got up and played.

Bella Jen

Sad crowd

That woman didn’t need to cry, she could make the world to cry for her.

Jennicor coffin

It came time when the podium was opened for anyone to say a few words. Surprisingly, Ocean was the first to volunteer.



“Jon Smith, even in his old age was the liveliest man I’ve ever met. Seeing him die was like an epiphany for me. ‘This could be you, Ocean. YouMe. Scary thought, I know, but true. I’d never realized—life is short. Too short to be wasted.”

podium 2

“See that blonde in the front row? That’s my soulmate. We’ve only been together two weeks, but that’s a hell of a lot of time when every day could be your last.”


“And since every day could be my last, I don’t want to waste any time. It would be selfish of me to drop dead without giving her the happiest of day of her life.” He leapt off the stage and landed right in front of her. “Dina Caliente…”

one knee

“Will you marry me?”



bella appalled

Tricous react



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Apr. 5th, 2011 07:40 pm (UTC)
Ahh, so happy to see you got this posted. My crappy Tuesday just got a lot better!

There were quite a few lovely references, but this one was my favorite:

""What have you been lifting?"

"Legs of lamb—""

Just adored the Lamb to the Slaughter reference, assuming that's what it was. I certainly took it as such :D

And oy...way to be inappropriate at a funeral, Ocean! Love the "wtf?" look on Cassandra's face, and Nina's facepalm.

Apr. 6th, 2011 01:15 am (UTC)
Actually it was a reference to something Sim-related (and foreshadowing) but I'm glad you got a laugh from it!
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Apr. 5th, 2011 07:58 pm (UTC)
Beautiful chapter as always. I laughed at the "we've been together for two weeks and she's my soulmate." I can't wait to see what's next!
Apr. 5th, 2011 08:04 pm (UTC)
Gotta love inappropriateness.

Way to make my Tuesday way more awesome than it was to begin with <3
Apr. 5th, 2011 08:04 pm (UTC)
Hi, there, new commenter here!
LOVE all of the pictures and posing, first off.
And I really love this picture a lot http://pics.livejournal.com/skellington7d/pic/0003hxh3 lol, is that weird?

& I really like the TS1 references as well!

This is a little random, but I love Brigit's eyeliner, did you make it yourself? :]

And LOL at Dina admiring Bella like that!

And wowww at Ocean! xD
Apr. 6th, 2011 01:41 am (UTC)
Hello and welcome! Brigit's liner is from one of ZombieJill's new sets: http://www.digitalperversion.net/gardenofshadows/index.php?topic=21860.0
Apr. 5th, 2011 08:13 pm (UTC)
That was brilliant. <3 Love love love all the attention you pay to tiny details, both in the story itself and in the pictures (the birth going on in the background there, hee), and the references to the other games. I didn't even know about Bonehilda (I never had MM). :D

This is an exceptionally enjoyable story!
Apr. 5th, 2011 08:20 pm (UTC)
That was amazing <3 I really love the little details you put into your shots, and the cliff hanger was great! I'm already hanging on edge for the next update ;)
Apr. 5th, 2011 08:22 pm (UTC)
Oh, Ocean, that was in exceedingly poor taste!
Apr. 5th, 2011 08:25 pm (UTC)
Oh my. What a fine time for a proposal, Ocean! Can't wait til the next chapter! I'm really enjoying this story although I don't know much about Maxis characters. :)
Apr. 5th, 2011 08:34 pm (UTC)
OoooooooooOOOoooo~! Plotting! This was an awesome update, Loved the story and the way that threads were followed through - I wish I got ALL the references, mind.. maybe with a second reading I'll catch them all up :D
Your Servo character is adorable, and I LOVE how you portrayed the maid, quite similar to how I imagined her to be, too.. I wonder what other NPCs can be created in this way.. :)
Apr. 5th, 2011 08:40 pm (UTC)
Love the story and the pictures are awesome! (I deeply envy your video card LOL)
Can't wait for the next installment.
Apr. 5th, 2011 08:46 pm (UTC)
It's fantastic how much attention you pay to your pictures and writing. I feel like when I'm reading a Don Rosa comic, going back and searching for easter eggs :D Servo staring at Nina's butt! Cassandra thinking Dina is crazy all the way there in the background! Nobody noticing Hatwoman giving birth! And I just noticed the matchmaker being evil in the last picture.

First thing: cutest Servo ever. I'm with Dina, poor thing doesn't deserve shit. I hope we will get to see him from time to time in latr chapters...
Second thing: you captured Mr. Big's douchebaggery in every single expression and pose of his. Dude oozes smugness.
Finally: third picture rom the end. "ARE YOU F$*%ING KIDDING ME."

This was an amazing update, as always. I am so excited for the next chapter! :D
Apr. 6th, 2011 05:44 am (UTC)
I'm glad you're noticing all these little details. You will get to see some more of Servo in the next chapter!
Apr. 5th, 2011 08:49 pm (UTC)
Omg, what a cliff hanger! And I totally love the last picture with the matchmaker in the background looking totally smug. x) Can't wait to read the next chapter! <33
Apr. 5th, 2011 08:51 pm (UTC)
Nice as always love the funeral. :)
Apr. 5th, 2011 08:54 pm (UTC)
I absolutely love this story! Wonderful, amazing screenshots! I can only imagine how much effort you have put into it... All these poses...Wow, just wow...I think the bartender looks really pretty...Is she a CAS? I guess I'll need to read the previous chapter again, hehe...
Apr. 5th, 2011 09:07 pm (UTC)
Ok I educated myself a bit - I'm so sorry Rainelle - you are much more than a bartender! :D
Apr. 5th, 2011 09:09 pm (UTC)
Proposal on a funeral next to an open coffin? Well, you can't say he isn't creative. :D And that's a quite alternative outfit to be burried in, hehe. Also, that's the first time I see that Amazon outfit used, kudos for that.
This was a good read again, thanks!
Apr. 6th, 2011 12:55 am (UTC)
Thanks! I just couldn't see Jon in the traditional funeral suit, and I thought the warrior outfit was perfect for a booth babe costume.
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