1.30 Black wind

     As adulthood was closing in, it was seriously time that Marco thought of a career. Even as he was getting quite athletic, the army still seemed like a good idea. Uncle Marek would love beeing his superior! And cousine Meave was going to join. Last, but not least, they had tanks. Tanks!! 

      Summertime truly was the best of times, and Marco wasn't waisting his! He'd managed to get Lori as a girlfriend, and dump her in the short time. And still she sqeeled whenever he talked to her! He was such a lucky bastard.

     Many a selfie was taken, with the idea of putting it online.

     But it was time to realise something.
     Damn Marco! Look at that fucking ugly face!! No wonder I can't get laid!! Joe laughed, and continued: You look like a shaved gorilla!
     He did not! Okay, maybe a bit...

     Hotdog eating contest was a new feature Marco was pretty sure he could master. Usually he didn't like putting to much shit into his body, but he was starving! And all shaved gorillas loves hot dogs! He shoved dog after dog down his throat, barely chewing.

     The important thing was that he won!

     Ally invited him rollerskating, and who was he to say no? It had been a pretty bad idea sleeping with her that one time. But he hadn't known she actually like- liked him! He still stared at her boobs though, since they were right there and all. And she didn't seem to mind.

     As the summerdays passed by, Marco finally saw that one person he'd been trying to get a hold of for so long. The scorching hot sun made the fair stink of sweaty hot- dogs, but Rye didn't seem to mind. He still wore that ugly hat in the heat.
     Everyone knew a friends ex were off limits, and he had broken that one sacred rule.

     Rye wasn't as good at eating as Marco and Joe (pun intended), so they sat down and waited for him to finish.
     So what you gonna do? Joe said inbetween bites. For some strange reason he wanted more hot- dogs. Marco never wanted to eat another one for his entire life!    
     Grinning visciously at his good friend, Marco chose not to say anything yet. Joe had been a bit crazier than usual, and he couldn't take the chance of a letting the revenge slip.

     Ofcourses Rye didn't win the eating contest, and as he headed for the waterslide the two others joined him. He made it very clear they weren't welcome, and Joe saw a second Marco he tried chasing away. One hairsprayed blondie was more than enough, thank you very much!!  

    So Rye..... Marco said with innocent voice, slightly letting what he knew slip out in the tone: Joe and I are meeting up at the activity sentre tomorrow. Come with us. He made it sound like an order, he'd picked up that from his uncle.
     Well, Rye hesitated, I'm a bit busy, I've told mum that I'll help her in the garden. 
     Really? Marco smiled at him in a way that showed he knew Rye was lying, but the dumbarse still nodded. They barely even had anything green around their house!
     Stop fucking lying to me. You'll fucking show up or I'll send your mum pictures of your tattoo!! Rye was terrified of his mum, like most boys. Atleast he agreed now!!

     So you gonna tell me now? Joe asked when Rye finally left. Marco shared his idea as Joe started laughing: It's fucking brilliant!! It's perfect for Rye!!
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      As next day came, Marco hurried down to the activity centre to have some extra time doing some of his favourite stuff. Nothing like working up some adrenaline before the big finalè!

      The ball- thingy was his absolute favourite! Safetyshit for the feet was for whimps!!

      Not to mention they were there for a reason!

 
          He even tried walking barefeet on hot coal, which honestly was a bit of an anticlimax.

     Eventually an unhappy Rye showed up, he really wasn't looking forward to this. He'd hoped to avoid Marco for the rest of his life! Aquinting against the sun, he dreaded the beating he was sure to get.

     Looking up at the tall wall, Rye had gotten himself trapped between Joe and Marco. He didn't like heights, and the climbing wall was one of his biggest fears. How could anyone not be afraid of heights?

     Come on Rye, Marcos voice interrupted the fear that was building up in him. His voice echoed through the room.
     What was worse? Climbing that..... thing, or getting a beating from Marco. Taking a look at Marcos arms, he decided that climbing was a lot less terrifying. He seriously started looking like a shaved gorilla. Either way, he was going to die!

     As they climbed, Joe and Marco had pretty much pulled him up to the top. His heart hammered in his chest, he heard his own puls in his ears. Rye wasn't as used to physical exertion as the other two, his arms aching after the long climb.
     It was a long drop all the way down there, he thought as a cold shiver went down his spine. They weren't even wearing a harness-

     Wonder how far that drop is... Marco said, What do you think Rye? Fifteen- twenty meters maybe? 
     Rye had no idea, but it had to be atleast tripple that! The floor was getting further away every second.
     Working hard to keep his breating under control, Rye realized someething: Marco was going to push him! He was going to fall to his death, smashed against the stonefloor all the way down there. Rye started breathing heavier, trying to convince himself that he wasn't going to die.

     You fucking stole my girlfriend.... Even if Rye had been prepared, the accusation came as a surprise. Mainly because he had been to focused on the fact that he was going to die!
     I didn't, he insisted, you'd broken up already! Atleast that's what Sunniva had said. That didn't mean he could look at his friend though.
     Marco leaned closer to him: You never date a mates ex.... What kind of a friend are you anyway?  
     He was so going to die! Rye closed his eyes so he wouldn't have to look down on the floor.

      Rye was close to crying, he was going to die! And all for a chick that had dumped his sorry arse anyway!     
     I'm sorry Marco, he whispered. I'm so sorry! I just couldn't say no! She's really hot, but wasn't even worth it!! She only talks about herself and her problems all the time!! Hyperventilating, he gripped his knees even harder. A hard thud on his shoulder made him scream!

     Openining his eyes, Rye realised he was still sitting in the same spot. Marco had just put his hand heavy on his shoulder, then quickly taken it back again. Those two douchebags laughter rang in his ears.
     What the fuck just happened?

     What the hell? Rye looked at Marco, You're not mad at me? No one dated an ex!!
     Yeah, I'm fucking pissed at you for avoiding me! We're bestmates! Stop fucking avoiding me!! Like Marco cared about his friend dating an ex. But since Rye had been stupid enough to think he was, it was to tempting not messing with his head a bit.
     So you won't tell mum about the tatto? All three of them had gotten dragon- tattos on their right hips. So that their parents wouldn't notice.
     You really think I have any pics of you beeing halfnaked?! Marco had a good point. Let's get you fucking down from here dumbarse! 

     Even as they had intended to go to the beach, Joe wanted to try the hot tub first. To Marcos big delight he was skinny dipping, and even had his face turned away from the clothes!! This was to easy, he thought and quickly hid the crazy bastards clothes.

     Turned out it was pointless, as Joe never intented to put them back on anyway.

     Dogs don't wear clothes!!!
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     To put it mildly, Marco felt nausceous after seeing naked- Joe. That sight might actually haunt him forever, and it was the last time he'd ever steal anyones clothes! He'd learned his lesson the hard way.
     It was a burning hot day, the sun scorching under the soles of his feet and the water had never seemed more tempting. But really, naked Joe.... ew....

     Naked- Joe would make him sick forever! But maybe going for a swim would take his mind of it?
     Come on, you pansy, Marco said. Joe and Rye could decide for themselves who he was talking to. As long as Joe kept his clothes on. Get your butts out in the water! Dressed butts, he added.
     I'm a bit tired, Rye said. The climbing had really work him out. It was probably about time he started working out a bit.

     
     But as usual, the other two followed him into the warm water a short while after. Rye was even wearing that ugly hat as he was swimming. Was it glued to his head or something? Maybe Joe was right, and the guy was balding.
     Joe was swimming fully dressed, so the boys kept close together. It was a very real chance that he'd be pulled under by all that clothing.
     He started clawing on Rye as he hyperventilated: The black wind!! He panted heavily: The black wind is here!
     Joe, stop grabbing me! Rye said, pushing him off, but Joe still clawed, trying to get away from the black wind, whatever it was.

     Closing his eyes, his paranoia took on a level they hadn't seen in a while: It's here!! It tears the skin! It tears it!! And a bit of psychoses maybe...

          It want's you to scream.. he whispered in panic. Don't scream to the black wind, it wants to sing your screams!! 

     
     It's coming again!!! The black wind wants my soul. Gnashing, gnashing!! No one on the beach could hear his panicked whisperes, as Joe started threading the water so hard that he nearly went under. That's what happens when you go swimming fully clothed. Fully clothed was still better than naked, if you asked Marco.

     That's just fog, Marco said. Come on you crazy bastard, let's get you away from it. He probably hadn't taken his pills in a while again. If there's any black wind, it'll eat Ryes hat first anyway! That thing was an insult to anyone that wore clothes.
     Grabbing Joes arm, he started pulling the kid away. He was getting pretty used to these things by now.

     The beach had a lifeguard chair, but no lifeguards were on duty despite the place beeing full of people. Joe sat quitely in the high chair, and had calmed down a lot. Maybe he had taken his pills, and they just didn't work properly.
     See, he said to his crazy friend. If there were any black winds, you'd see it from the magic chair. Something magic often did the trick when Joe went to balistic. Only thing to worry about on this beach is getting a rash from the polluted water, and a sun burn!

     Since Joe had calmed down so quickly, Marco tempted him down to the water again. It wasn't hard persuading the guy, with the leggy babe tanning down at the water front. Especially when she turned around, revealing the tiny string!
     Marco used the opportunity to throw some water at his friend. Since he had his guard down and all: Oh no!! It's the evil polluted water!! It'll give you a rash!!     
     Stop it you douchebag!! Joe laughed at him. Babes or not, it was easy to forget beeing cool and almost grown up at times.

     Joe threw water back in his face: Watch out blondie, it'll make you bald!! And give you astma! Another handful of water sploshed in his face: And make your skin blotchy! 
     Marco laughed, trying to keep his mouth shut. He didn't want that water in his mouth, he'd probably rot on the inside!
 

      
     Using both his hands, Marco payed back his crazy friend throwing a heavy handfull of water in his face. He hoped he'd closed his mouth: Here! Have some diarreah! 
     Soaking wet, Joe tried shielding himself whilst laughing. Whatever had given him the idea of a black wind, it was long gone.

     No!! Joe nearly fell over again, laughing so hard he nearly lost his breath. Snorting and trying to catch his breath he laughed: Leave me be evil diarreah water! 
    That was guytalk for "keep it up", atleast in Marcos mind so he kept splashing water at him. He wouldn't stop until Joe begged for mercy!

     Despite the attack of the evil water and lack of mercy- begging, Marco and Joe did stop. Something was missing from the horizon.

     Rye?
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Yes I stole something from Robert Jordan. not because I couldn't have made up something of my own, but it was the first thing I though of. Don't worry though, there's no machin shin, it's just Joe beeing crazy.

The pic of Marco riding the bull is an old one, but when he does it now he changes into a cowboy outfit. With an adult body, just to be sure. Cowboy outfit is possible to explain, but flying head over torso, is a bit worse. Rye and Marco are wearing the same shirt, yes. They are boys, and doubtfully cares ;)

And I didn't warn anyone about naked- Joe, now it can haunt you forever too. The blog is mark for adults damnit :p I'll warn next time.... really...

I'm not really happy with this chapter. I was trying to make a typical "good times end with cliffhanger" chapter, but it got to choppy and I just couldn't find any words or sentences that went well together. It's been rewritten several times, but I give up now. Next chapter hopefully be smoother :)

Thanks for reading

1.29: Lord of the sims

    

     It was a cool and dry basement, perfect for his hobby. Gard hadn't taken up gardening only by chance. Growing up in a brewery, he'd always dreamed of having a well stocked nectar cellar. And he finally did.

     Slowly matured nectar just laying there waiting to be savoured and enjoyed. He was going to make nectar until the day he died.
     His days as an adult was quickly coming to an end, and he felt himself eagerly waiting for those days. He was going to drink nectar every single day, and just enjoy what life he would have left in him. Not out in the sun though, the sun could go away and never come back!

       But it was still a while away, as he was reminded answering the phone. The voice belonged to someone he tried avoiding thinking about; his youngest sister Evelyn. He hadn't seen her in years and years, and the request was a bit unexpected.

      Evelyn was still his sister, so when she had problems with the stereo, he picked it up at her place and fixed it. To his sons big surprise, for some reason Marco didn't think he knew his way around any tools.

     It was easier than anticipated, so he nabbed her at a break at the hospital, and shared some common courtesy. They simply talked about the weather.
     When a family is struck by tragedy, they tend to get closer or drift apart. And his had drifted apart. There wasn't any animosity between them, but Evelyn looked so much like Nora, he could feel himself dying all over again. It was hard meeting the family, as it always reminded them of the incident.
     Gard had never regretted getting into the prison, tearing those creatures apart. He'd do it all over again if he could. Beeing a genious had it's advantages, and he still didn't feel he'd done anything wrong. But that's how it is beeing a vampire.

     They didn't really rely on gardening as a big income anymore, as Iva earned grotesque amounts of simoleons. So he'd found some unknown seeds and planted them just for the fun of it. Sometimes he was in for an unpleasant surprise, like this terrible plant.
     Feeling sickly over the smell, and trying to avoid the terrible white things clinging to it, he violently pushed his hands around the stem and ripped it up by the roots.

      Garlic, blech. The only disgusting, and useless plant that actually exsisted. A feeling of happiness filled him as he stuffed it into a plastic sack. This wouldn't be recycled, it would be tossed together with the rest of the trash. Garlic... like anyone actually liked that...

     Gard had also gotten a new friend, as mister Evilgnome seemed to take a liking to him.

     Mister Evilgnome also liked his plants.....

     Gard wasn't the only one that had gotten strange phonecalls. Iva had been contacted by the research facility. The nerds needed her helps observing the sky. She couldn't understand how that tiny telescope could be better than that monster they had down at the plant, but whatever....

 
     She actually discovered a tiny whitegiant star, and maturly named it "Iva rocks". When she informed them, they were so happy they arranged Hawaiian labcoat Friday. When asked to join, Iva rudely declined. Nerds!

     Contemplating getting a new cat, Iva went down to the petstore. A little kitty, or a fat and old one, would be a welcome addition to keep them company on their older days.
     But she forgot all about it when she bumped into Lukas. They talked for a long time, until a pretty young lady with an increasingly irritated smile started coughing.

     With a hard handshake, and deep voice the lady said: Hi, I'm Nawar. Lukas wife. It turned out that after a lifetime of having older women, Lukas had finally gotten a younger one. But why did she sound so jealouse? Jealouse people was really unattractive!

     Lukas was having a seizure!! Or so Iva thought, but it turned out he was just really nimble. No wonder he was capable of keeping a young wife happy!
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     Finally reaching top level of her writing careere, Iva was released from all her bonds of a publisher. That meant she could finally start that book she always wanted: Lord of the sims!!
     It was about tiny, fat sims that smoked and ate to much, a completely new and original concept! For real! She pulled a face to celebrate, and immedeately started writing it.

     Ofcourse Gard still worked as a gardener, which meant he delivered fresh vegetables to the local store. As usual he met a lovesick lady about half his age.
     Oh my! You're a vampire aren't you? I can give you the love you need! You're not bad, you're just misunderstood!! Lonelylady pretty much jumped him.

 
     Get away from me lady! Gard growled, he didn't need another crazy lady coming to his house. Why did these things always happen when it was raining? Did all the lonely ladies crawl out of hiding then? And always outside that damed groceryshop!! Maybe they nested there, drawn by all the diapers and babybottles.

     Confused, the lady said: But surely you're looking for love! From an ordinary woman that turn out to be extrodinary!!
     Go away lady! Gard had noticed he didn't have the same patience with lovesick ladies anymore.

      Lonelylady was sad, and surprised. What had just happened? Vampires was always really looking for love! That's what all the books said. And that guy had looked just like an older, ginger, beefier version of the villain in that book she just finished: Greywood, by an I.Sleitinn!

     Well at home, he was pretty much jumped by his wife
     What's happened? She sounded dark and suspicious. How did she always know when someone had been hitting on him? Iva was really a jealouse woman.

     Clapping her hands so hard together, that he actually jumped, she said: If another bitch crawls up those stairs, I'll strangle her with her bimbo hair and beat her until a bloody pulp! She sounded surpisingly calm and calculated. Then I'll rip out her silicone and shove it down her throat! 

      Her jealousy was flattering in a strange way, and disturbing, very disturbing: You're still as beautiful as the day we first kissed. Gard knew how to calm down his wife. It that didn't work he'd do laundry.

 
     And once again, all bimbos and lonelyladies were safe from Ivas wrath.
     Gard... I can't breath....
     It wasn't all that strange that Iva was more unstable than usual. Not only was their own birthdays coming up quickly....
   

      ...Oriana had made it very clear, that she had no intent to celebrate her birthday with her parents! She didn't want anyone from the family there!
     She'd gotten the cake herself, and met her friends at the bowlingplace! It was so exciting having a birthday!! Oriana was totally going to be sooo pretty, and successful, and tall!! She'd totally be tall.

      But what if she turned out to be really gnomeshort? And didn't turn out successful, or rich? Maybe she'd end up looking like mister Evilgnome! What would she do with her life? Was she going to move out, or stay with her parents?

     Or maybe her parents could stay with her?! That would be kind of neat, or maybe she and all her friends would move in together, like in tv- series, and they could get their own realityshow! Oh! Or maybe she could be a modern ninja, like a secret agent or something! Agent double O-riana!!!

     To the fanfare of birthday trumpets, clapping and cheering from her friends, and others she had no idea who was, Oriana decided it was time to turn into an adult! Four candles met their end at her breath. Four, was that a magic number or something?

      This was so exciting, she just couldn't wait! Beeing an adult was going to be so awesome!!

     No wait! I've changed my mind!! Oriana didn't want to turn into an adult, she looked weird enough already! But sparkles are always relentless. When they have seized your body, there is no turning back.

     Turned out it wasn't so bad as she feared, and she didn't turn gnomesized! Even if she still looked like female version of her dad. Atleast she didn't look like mister Evilgnome.

     The birthday tasted even better as an adult! Even better, the day still wasn't over!!

    She wasn't the only one aging up today!

     All of her friends did too! It was so cool!
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     Oriana hadn't had a single drink, but still didn't get home until the early morning hours. Diving into bed, she quickly fell into a heavy and much needed sleep.
     She hadn't been sleeping for long when not one, but two visitors decied to drop by.

     Gard wondered why both his wife, and daughter was outside in their underwear. Now he had to injure both the cop and burglar for looking at them.
     He forgot all about it when the policeman actually won the fight. But then the guy wanted to check the house, even if the thief never had entered.

     For some reason, green lonelyladies was drawn to his home, instead of the groceryshop.
     Greetings earthling, the lonely alienlady said with metallic voice: What a nice piece of species you've got there! She'd taken the spaceship through the galaxy to find herself a manlyman, for some reason.

     
Go away lady! Gard swore the citys lovesick ladies got weirder every day.

     This was so typical!! It was supposed to be Orianas big day, and then everyone else gets attention! Now her birthday would always be rememberd as the day her dad got hit on by an alien! The cop even caught the burglar! What was this world coming too?

     Atleast no one could take away her beeing voted best in class! And most likely to become mediocre, but that wasn't important! Oriana was going to have an AWESOME life!!!
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And heres a picture of Milo, because I know you're all curious how he'd look. (That, and I wanted to show him off) Sure you all can recognize the corners of his mouth, even if he lost a lot of Alders looks on age up :(
I thought it was cute how all of Orianas friends had birthdays the exact same day, including Selim. He's with them, but hid next to a door and stayed there, just to ruin the picture. He's also at the bowling place, but hid behind some unknown sims just to ruin those pictures too.

And I am so sick of all the women that walks up to Gard and start hitting on him. Leave the man alone!! He's not interested!! Can't leave that guy alone for a second....

Iva rolled "opportunist", but doesn't really get a lot of opportunities. So I let both her and Gard do it, as it became more challenging that way. It just haven't been mentioned a lot, but finally managed to put it into the story. Ivas challenges has been writing two books, paint one picture and that stargazing thing. And that's it, as far as I can remember.

Next chapters will be all about Marco, since he's younger. I always let all kids grow up until I let the next generation "officially" take over. Might change that later, but for now I'll do it the old- fashioned way.

Thanks for reading.