Halloween 2022: The End of it All

PART ONE

PART TWO

 

~*~*~*~*In a bar in the center of Hellscape Midnight Hollow*

Leroy: “Ma’n, this beer tastes dead, ‘n I’ve had sum weakass brew ‘n mah life befo’…”Leroy: “So, yall jus’ live down heer, ‘n shit?  No real people ’round, so y’all just chill ‘n perpetual darkness fur all eternity ‘r wutever yew were goin’ on ’bout?  No nothin’?  Not even a Walmart ’round heer?”Mutant: *Very confused and generally distressed eldritch lip sucking noises*Leroy: “Maaaaan.  Yanno wut?!  Y’all people alright wid me.  Fox news told me sum wild shit ’bout yall but I think they can blow it out their assholes.  We’re brother’s now, Mike.  Or Craig.  Wutever yew said ur name was, Mike.  Now ‘f ya don’t mind, dis is mah song.”Leroy: “~DON’T TELL MY HEART~ MY ACHY BREAKY HEART~ I JUST DON’T THINK HE’D UNDERSTAND~“

Larger mutant: *Angry deep growling criticizing why bar mutant hasn’t killed this weirdo yet*

Bar mutant: *Sad pouty lip sucking about how the weirdo scares him :(*

 

~*~*~*Drowzee: “…And that’s when I said to him… haha, that’s when I told him… I said… you a hoe.  HAH.  He cried.”

Sanguine: “Wait, you’re still talking about your brother?  I thought we already changed the subject to the pressure politics that tendered the fires of the Prohibition before the first world war…”

Malevolent: “Actually if you’d both shut up for a minute, you’d see you have led us straight back into town from the looks of it.”

Drowzee: “Oh dang.  I sure did.”

Sanguine: “Oh.  I got so caught up in the quiet after we lost those mutants that I guess I lost track of time and direction.”Malevolent: “Magnificent.  You have led us in a circle for two hours, we have no idea if we even passed the graveyard, and we are right back where the hell all started.”

Drowzee: “Oh, get off my crack.  I have navigated us away from those monsters and safely led us out of the woods.”

Sanguine: “But where exactly ARE we now…”Sanguine: “This is worse… this is actually much worse… what if we’re lost, we’ll never find the graveyard, we’ll run into more of those things, and we’ll never make it out of this nightmare alive!!”

Drowzee: “We aren’t lost.  It’s literally a straight shot that way.  Don’t listen to Malevolent, we haven’t been walking for two hours, it’s been seven minutes.”

Malevolent: “Or we can keep going straight and check out that totally well lit, not haunted, and totally not a trap house on the corner up ahead.”Sanguine: “You know I question your ability to describe anything, Mal.”

Drowzee: “Awwh and I tried so hard to NOT get us killed and everything!”Sanguine: “But to be fair… not to bring back a past argument or anything, but I am getting really hungry.  And we really should start thinking about how we are going to get food.”

Malevolent: “Oh shit, my goody two shoes cousin is saying we should rob and ransack a house for their belongings?”

Sanguine: “Not their belongings!  Never!  That’s terrible!  Just their food.  Food doesn’t count if it’s for an emergency. And the rumble in my stomach says it’s getting close to one.”

Malevolent: “Sanguine we ate before we got to Sabrina’s house.  Like two hours ago.”

Drowzee: “Recent or not, stocking up on a food source IS the route we should take.  Let’s at least case the place.”Sanguine: “Hey.  This place looks nice and clean.  And I still don’t see any mutants yet.  Maybe it’s vacant after all.”

Malevolent: “And also, if the whole town of mutants actually get lost in the woods trying to chase us, maybe we actually have the whole town to ourselves now.  Score!”

Drowzee: “Still, keep your eyes peeled and your heads on swivels.  Last thing I need is a straggler mutant ambushing us.”Malevolent: “HELLO?  Anyone in here??”

Sanguine: “Don’t shout!  You might summon them…”

Malevolent: “No, I want to know if they are here already before I settle down.  If they’re here, we go ahead and make a run for it.  If not, then we know it’s a safe place.”

Drowzee: “Actually, that’s a brilliant idea.  You do have a braincell in that head after all.”

Malevolent: “Anyway, I’m glad to see a kitchen at least.  What do we got in the fridge…”

Sanguine: “Anything good in there?  Anything… not horrifying and actually edible by human standards??”Sanguine: “Wow.  Brains.  What a surprise.”

Malevolent: “I know right?!  This is GREAT!  A common staple in every Sim home!  Can’t get enough of this EP delicacy!  I’ve never been happier to see it in the fridge.  I was half expecting something horrifying, like a lot of spilled ketchup or something.”Drowzee: “It’s still quiet.  Let’s dig in while we can, girls.”

Sanguine: “Say Grace.”

Malevolent: “Haha nah I’d fight that old hoe.”Malevolent: “Hey, are we really going to do this?”

Sanguine: “Mmph?  Do what?”

Malevolent: “Steal as much food as we can and live the rest of our lives on a 30×30 graveyard?”

Sanguine: “I mean.  I guess so.”Malevolent: “Look, this whole town has been quiet since we got back in.  Food is great and all, but we really need to plan other resources.  Maybe even fort up in one of these manors.  It may not be hallowed ground, but living in dirt holes and making mad dashes to town two times a week for soggy fridge brains… isn’t how I wanted to live out the end of my years…”Drowzee: “To be fair.  Now that I think about it… I could never.  I’m going to at least need a bathtub, or a spray bottle.  Unless a whole ocean is in one of those cemetery bushes, I might turn into a shrimp cracker in a week.”

Malevolent: “Hell, I could just settle for taking over THIS place even!  Bar up the windows and doors, throw up some blackout curtains… hope the home owner forgets they have a mortgage in this place… this might do us for a good while!”Sanguine: “It’s a dream.  But this fridge will empty out eventually too.  Then what, we just go from house to house?  Hoping the mutants really did get lost?  And just live our lives in fear and looking over our shoulder?  We really don’t rule the town, Mal, we’re still trapped in it.”Drowzee: “Trapped here, trapped in the graveyard, there won’t be a difference really, Sanguine.  If we’re running for our lives at all times, might as well run where the food can be found!”

Sanguine: “Sigh, you make it sound like we’re rats now.”

Drowzee: “And survivable rats we shall be!”

Malevolent: “Do either of you hear that grunting?”Malevolent: “SHIT!  One of them found us!!”

Drowzee: “Dang, let me just lock this window real fast… huh.  There’s no lock on this window, you guys.”

Sanguine: “The door, it’s right here!  Quick, swing it hard to block the monster and then make for the hills!”Malevolent: “No he’s too close!  Up the stairs!  Out the second story window!!  He’ll never see it coming!”

Sanguine: “What the Hades Mal, that’s the worst idea you’ve had in the past ten minutes!”Mutant: “H̷͈́͐e̴̝͑é̴̩ė̵̳̻m̷͉̣̈́̐ ̵̲̦̐h̴̯̏̐e̷̪̿e̸̦̽e̵͎͠m̸̦̰͗̐ ̸̖̎̕h̸̛͕̅e̸͇͉̒e̵̻̒ȩ̸̖́͒e̴̼͛͒m̷̠̝̔̑ ̴̘̌ḩ̶̏͑ȅ̴͖́ē̶̛̺̱m̸͓̼̋ ̷̨̭͒̆h̴͒͌ͅe̵̡͉̾̅e̷͉̮͠m̴̝̙͆?”

Malevolent: “What in th-“Malevolent: “THEY WERE UPSTAIRS THIS WHOLE TIME TOO??? AND GIRL!! WHAT OR WHO POPPED THEM DOUBLE Z’S?!”Malevolent: “Back door!  My second plan all along!  Run for it!!”

Sanguine: “NOOO!  MALEVOLENT, SHE’S GAINING ON YOU!”Mutant: “H̶̞͂̂͜E̸̞̽E̴̹̦͆̓E̸͖̿Ȩ̴̏̈́Ȅ̸̳̌ḙ̴̈́͛ȩ̶̛̎e̴̗̓͠ͅē̸̲M̵̲͚̍͝M̸͙̯̉̌!!”

Malevolent: “GAH!  Let me GO, you flappy cape-titty bitch!!”Mutant: “H̷̩̦̰̮͕̖͑͘͘͝Ë̶͓͇̪̥̲͎̬̻̲̯́͊̈́́̀̅͂͐͆̍̐̒̚̚̕ͅȨ̴̪̣̱͙̯̤͖̃̋̈́̅͊̒̿̓̕̚Ȩ̵̛̗̩̹͖̮͈̹̭̹̱̜͐̑Ḿ̸͎̲͈̠̗̓̒ͅ!”

Malevolent: “GAH!”

Drowzee: “Shoot.  Well.  Rather you than me I guess.”

Sanguine: “DROWZEE.”Sanguine: “Come on Drowzee, do something!!”

Drowzee: “Oh, yeah.  Um.  Hm.  Bye bitch.”

Sanguine: “Not THAT!”Malevolent: “Oh, just get it over with you soul sucking freakshow.  At least I can tell my ancestors I outlasted Happiness at least.”

Sanguine: “N…. NO!!”Sanguine: “YOU’RE NOT TAKING MY COUSIN, YOU HARPY!!”

Mutant: “H̶̡͇̻̣̰̍̚ĕ̶͚̺́̈́̉̌e̴͚͚̅̒m̶̱̝̰͇̏́͋̈́̑̆?”

Malevolent: “Sanguine?  What in hell’s name do you think you’re DOING?!”Sanguine: “Malevolent, Drowzee!  RUN!  Get out of here!  Quickly!!  To the cemetery!  Don’t let them catch you!!”

Malevolent: “Uh.  Oh yeah!  Sure.  Yeah, totally wasn’t planning on letting them do that at all, you know me!”

Drowzee: “HAH you idiot, they did catch you-“

Sanguine: “I SAID RUN DAMMIT, GET OUT OF HERE!!!”Joeshit mutant: “Į̸̦̌h̵̲͒ų̶̫́̉r̸͔͎̒ḿ̷̢̆ȧ̵͖͎d̷̜̾u̷̹͐r̶̦̩͊̾m̸͚̭̕ḁ̷̫̕d̶̝̀̃u̸̠̪̓́r̴̨̛̄m̴̞̯̓ē̵͖̎r̴̗̃͌!”

Drowzee: “Shit.  The back door has already been breached.  Need another route.”

Malevolent: “Ah, so the second story window after all.”Drowzee: “Run!!  Run like your fat ass depends on it!!”

Malevolent: “Try not to waddle a rash on your cheeks in that hot dog bun, you dumb heifer!!”Sanguine: “Drowzee… Malevolent… please make it to the cemetery… for my sake at least…”

Joeshit: “Ȧ̷̗ḧ̷̢̢̂u̴̹̤͗͒r̷̗͐̍!”

Mutant: “H̶̯͉͝͝e̶̫̥͐̔é̶̯͙̌m̴̮͗͝.”Malevolent: “So I guess that food source is going to be off limits, at least for a while.  So!  We double backing to the graveyard, or should we try to hit up another lot?”

Drowzee: “Malevolent.”

Malevolent: “Yes.”

Drowzee: “We really should talk about what happened.”

Malevolent: “No we don’t.”Drowzee: “No, Malevolent.  Your cousin DIED.  Saving YOUR ass.  You two have had each other’s back since the second I knew you.  You really have nothing to say about how she literally just pulled you from the jaws of death?”Malevolent: “I mean… yeah.  What do you want me to do about it though?”

Drowzee: “I don’t know.  Say a few words?  Not act like nothing happened?!  You didn’t even like Happiness and you bawled over his dumb ass.  But didn’t your cousin mean anything to you?”

Malevolent: “Well, of course… I mean… I loved her, she was one of my favorite family members… maybe the only one that actually treated me with any respect… and… cared for me at all…”Malevolent: “Oh for FUCKS SAKE, DROWZEE!! SOB!! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO NOW?? SANGUINE’S GONE!!!”

Drowzee: “Well…”Malevolent: “I CAN’T RUN THE LEGACY ON MY OWN WITHOUT HER!  SHE WAS MY BEST FRIEND, AND IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME THAT GOT EATEN, NOT HER!! MEE!!”Malevolent: “BEW HEW HEW HEW HEWWWW!”

Drowzee: “Well… hmm.  Urm… damn.  I opened a can of worms on this one didn’t I.”Drowzee: “Listen.  It’s going to be ok.”

Malevolent: “How.  I’m directionless without her.”

Drowzee: “You have to find your directions FOR her sake then.  She died for you so you can live.  You have to live for her now, Malevolent.  Don’t let her death be in vain either.  She wanted us to make it to the grave yard, and she wanted us to be safe.  Now come on.  Say your peace, and let’s hit the road.  We can’t be too far away from it now anyway…”

Malevolent: “Yeah.  You’re right.”Malevolent: “Goodbye, Guinnie.  I’ll always keep you in the black void where my heart would be if I had one.”

Drowzee: “Eh good enough.  Come.  Let’s go while it’s still quiet.”

 

~*~*Malevolent: “Sniff… sniff… hew…”

Drowzee: “Alright, we get it.  You’ve been pouting long enough. You’re dragging this hike down.”Drowzee: “WHEW.  There, FINALLY.  Found the damn thing.”

Malvolent: “Sniff.. oh?  Oh good…”Drowzee: “Just as I thought.  I had my suspicions, but this just confirms it.”Malevolent: “Confirms what exactly?”

Drowzee: “The holes.  They’ve been getting… filled in.  As the night has gone on, these graves have become occupied over that time.”Malevolent: “I’m not sure I’m following.  It’s a GRAVE YARD.  Where GRAVES get filled in.  How is that surprising?”

Drowzee: “Didn’t you find that odd? That a cemetery such as this, abandoned in the woods, without a living (?) soul around to maintain it, is frequently filling in graves, all NIGHT long?”Drowzee: “Malevolent, count the graves.  There were seven holes when we started.  There were seven of us.  Remember?  Happiness, Barnabas, Gengar, Guin… that’s four of us dead.  Now there’s four graves here.  You can’t tell me you aren’t seeing this!  These graves… they’re our graves!!”Malevolent: “You’re right… And there’s three holes left.  One for you… one for me…”

Drowzee: “So that means one of us made it out alive as well…”Drowzee: “Of course!  Why didn’t I think about him sooner!  That dickhead, Leroy!  He didn’t even leave town with us in the first place and I bet his flabby nosed ass is still around towwn somewhere!”

Malevolent: “By The Unseen, you’re RIGHT!  Any redneck worth his salt could survive in the wilderness, much less a blood thirsty mutant town uprising!”

Drowzee: “Damn.  We have been struggling to save our own necks all night and I bet that bastard has been gung ho guns blazing his way like it’s his first gym badge!  He may have already escaped!  Oh, if I get my hands on him, I’m not sure if I could give him a piece of my mind or a hug around the neck!!”Malevolent: “Matter of fact, I hear something!  Someone’s coming up the hill!  It might be him!!”

Drowzee: “HAS to be!  I think I’d recognize that flat footed redneck stomp walk anywhere!  Oh man!  I think we are saved!!”Drowzee: “Er…”

Malevolent: “Oh…”Malevolent: “SHIT!  It’s the WHOLE MOB!! WE ARE SO FUCKED! THIS IS IT, DROWZEE!”Drowzee: “WAIT!  No!!  Stop screaming!  Look at them!  Look, Malevolent!  They aren’t coming any closer!  They literally stopped at the graveyard line!  Don’t you see!  I was right!  This is holy untaintable hallow ground!  We really are safe here!!”Malevolent: “I can’t believe it… you were right!  You were right all along!!”

Drowzee: “Damn right I was.  I love being right.  Right is all I know how to do.”

Malevolent: “This is great.  Now help me find some large rocks.  I’m going to start throwing shit at them for fun now.”Drowzee: “Yeah!  You HEAR that you ugly ass mutant bitches!  This is OUR turf!  You can’t get us here!!  Hahaha!!  I hope everyone of you starve just out of our reach!  You dumb bastards!!  HAH!”Wrongerick: “H̵͖̯̽́̇a̶͖͓̮̎̇a̷̗͒́̔…”…
…
…
Drowzee: “Oh.  Damn.  I hate it when I’m wrong.”

Malevolent: “Head to the hills then?”

Drowzee: “To the hills.”Drowzee: “DAMN.  I just remembered.  This is the cliff side of the graveyard.”

Malevolent: “I… I didn’t even realize this…  These sharp inclines… There’s no way we can climb this.  This is it.  We really are trapped.”Drowzee: “Trapped like actual rats this time.”Malevolent: “Well.  It was fun running with you, Drowzee.  We made it as far as anyone could I suppose.”

Drowzee: “True.  And there’s worse ways to go I suppose.”

Malevolent: “I just want to say, I had fun.  I’m glad I got to know you as much as I did tonight.”

Drowzee: “Yeah.  Me too…”Malevolent: “And if we had met any other time… any other place other than here, I think it could have meant something to us, Drowzee.”

Drowzee: “Yeah.  We could have even been more I think… we could… sniff… we could have even been…”

Malevolent: “The Ultimate of Arch-Nemeses.”

Drowzee: “I would have loved nothing more.”

 

 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*………

*THE SOUND OF SILENCE bwang bwang*
…Sabrina: “Wow, someone really did a great deal of work up here on this hill.  What is all this?  It looks so real.”Sabrina: “Gasp, and what’s this?  ‘re….ressssst… ressst… piss…’“Sabrina: “Wow.  This would be so much cooler if I had actually bothered to learn Simlish.”“Pretty wonderful isn’t it…”

Sabrina: “Haha, yeah.  I haven’t seen a place so in tune in the holiday spirit as this one in quite a while actually.”Sabrina: “Wait.  Was it… you?  That did all this?”

“Yes.”Sabrina: “Nice.  Very nice.  Though I would say if you had gotten the foggy weather to ACTUALLY work, that would have been the final touch you really need around this place to really make it pop.”

“Are you serious…”“I didn’t DO all this just for some spirit of the holiday or whatever you keep going on about all the time at this time of the year.”

Sabrina: “Oh?  So you do this all the time?  Gravekeeper is a good paying job I suppose.”

“No dumbass.  I guess you can say I’m a gravekeeper.  But not just any old gravekeeper.  I am the Gravekeeper of all you know and love.  As you can see, all these graves here, they contain your most precious, and most beloved-“Leroy: “Oh dang, there y’all are!  Well yew at least, Sabrina.  An’ who might this foxy lil lady be?”

Sabrina: “Leroy?”

“Oh.  I see I actually managed to overlook this one.  Please, give me one second.”

“Leroy Secksie....”

Leroy: “Wait, NO!  Yew stay back!!  I… I remembur yew now!  Git!  Git AWAY FRUM MEH!!”Leroy: “I…I can’t ber’lieve yew.  Yew STABBED ME!!”

“I…I did not.”

Sabrina: “She did not stab you Leroy don’t lie on the girl.”Leroy: “Guhg… ughn… nnooo…”

Sabrina: “Wait a minute.  He IS dying!  DID you actually stab him?!”

“Yes and no.  Let’s just say this really shitty knife mod really doesn’t work like it was supposed to.”

Sabrina: “I…I can’t believe you.  You… really downloaded a killer mod behind my back?!”

“…Wait.”“I LITERALLY JUST MURDERED YOUR ENTIRE SQUAD OF FAVORITE LEGACY SIMS, INCLUDING YOUR CURRENT HEIRESSES, AND YOU’RE MORE CONCERNED ABOUT AN UNACCOUNTED MOD DOWNLOAD???”

Sabrina: “Yeah?  Bad mods break my shit.  You could have easily killed all of us THAT way.”

Death: “Sigh, not this white boy again…”

“DO YOU EVEN HAVE THE SLIGHTEST CLUE AS TO WHO I EVEN AM?!”

Sabrina: “Really what does that have to do with what’s going on right now…”

“AFTER ALL THESE YEARS, AFTER ALL I HAVE SUFFERED AND TORMENTED THROUGH… ALL THE YEARS OF SILENCE AND ABANDONMENT… YOU BETTER REMEMBER WHO I AM!!”

Sabrina: “…Are… are you serious?  Of course I know who you are.  My question to you is why in the hell are you being so melodramatic right now??”

“For YEARS I plotted my revenge!  but my previous attempts were too weak, I was unexperienced, and spent the past few years PRACTICING.  TOILING for the day for when I would bring you the ultimate suffering!  You left me for other sims, other useless shlubs to command your entire attention while I toiled in a box in an abandoned lot!  But NOW… I have commandeered my success!!  Behold!!  Every stone around you is your most beloved sims!  The ones you held tightly in your grasp!  Your Legacy favorites!!  Your heirs!!  All DEAD!!  And GONE FROM YOU!!!”

Sabrina: “…Really is now the time for this weird speech?  Leroy just canned it from a pretend stab wound and he’s still slipping down this steep hill.”

Death: “And I ain’t chasing him.”

“REALLY???  ARE NEITHER OF YOU REALLY LISTENING TO ME?!”Sabrina: “I’m listening but… I’m not really getting why?  You killed my sims because… your save file was untouched for a while?  I don’t touch a lot of save files, and none of those sims are having conniptions.  And these sims, half of them die all the time anyway.  I can’t say I’m hardly moved.” 

“You’re even more heartless than I expected.  To not even share a single emotion of the suffering I have handed to your beloved legacy losers.  Very well.  The end goal wasn’t just to tear your emotional world apart.  I have also come to end you as well.

Father.  

Take this bitch away from me.”

Death: “…Um.  That’s not actually my job.”

“…”

Death: “Yeah I don’t do your dirty work, kiddo.  This was always your project and I have told you 100 times I’m not sticking my nose in this.”

“Very well.”

“THEN I GUESS I’LL HAVE TO DO THIS MYSELF!!”

“Whuh?”

…*swoop*

“No.  You aren’t doing anything of the sort.  Me and you?  We are about to have a conversation.”

“WhAT.”
“How did you… no matter!  NO MATTER!  You might have the power of whatever… super speed you got going on, but I got the power of death!!  And MODS!! You can’t hope to beat me!!  You can’t-“*Snap*

Sabrina: “Damn.  That’s better.  I was getting tired of talking in such a dark setting.  Loved the spooky graveyard but changing the brightness on every single screenshot was getting tedious.”

“…What… what did you do?  What are you talking about??  What are you talking about, brightness?  Screenshots??”

“Where in the FUCK HAVE YOU SENT US?!”

Sabrina: “A nice neutral ground.  Not sure where it is myself.  Somewhere between the computer and my own mind?  I call it the blank canvas.  It’s usually where my thoughts and processes go until their ready for whatever fate I have in store for them.”

“This is HORRIBLE!  I demand to be released back into the graveyard at once!!”

Sabrina: “Take a seat.”

“Are you not listening to me!  I want to leave this place!  And where did this table even come from.  It looks hideous.  Like you.”

Sabrina: “I SAID.  Take a seat.”

Sabrina: “You remember when you were little?  How you loved tea parties with your little teddies and your dolls?  Kinda like that. But I can’t make tea.  You’re old enough to drink now anyway.  How about it?  A bit of champagne?”

“Shove it.  I’m not here for tea parties and I’m not about to be civil to you.”

Sabrina: “Well then I guess you’re not leaving until you do.”

“…”

Sabrina: “So tell me.  I actually would like to know, how you did all this.  The travel between my house and this demon spawn town is a lot larger feat than renting out an underground maze/bunker facility.  And I thought I was the only one with access to the Mods.”

“I suppose you deserve a proper explanation before I strangle you with my own two bare hands.”

Sabrina: “Did you get that mod to work?”

“Oh shut up.  See, the day you up and left was the day my evil began its long manifestation.  I began my long toil of honing it, concentrating it into my own control, and began to grow into the inconsolable wraith before you.

The day you came back to that shitty little eyesore plum mansion you locked me away in, just to throw your shitty little sim buddy holiday party was the last pin in the hat.  I knew right then and there, not only did I want to kill you, but I wanted to kill your friends first.  Destroy them mentally, physically and then in the wake of your own despair, destroy you as well.  Unfortunately, “red necks”, as you say, where nigh impossible to spook and everything I did was taken as a joke.  The fact that they even managed to kill one of their OWN in their confusion was hardly fitting for my own vengeance and I ended up opting to go back to the drawing board.”“The second year I took matters into my own hands.  I opted to lure them out into the middle of nowhere, without your interfering but close enough I knew fellow reject Barnabas would blab to you about their whereabouts and have you searching soon in dismay as well. The angry one proved very difficult, but the fear in the rest of their hearts was almost palpitating. Gengar proved to be a little uncaring, and as I opted to pull her close in to disarm and destroy her, I’ll admit in a moment of weakness her offer of friendship and camaraderie took my guard down.  I was defeated and turned away that day through the use of my own phobias, and the disgrace chased me into hiding for a few years.

But I plotted hard.  I knew simple mind games won’t work on simple sims.  I needed a fast, hard scare, and then a quick, painful death.  So I focused the manifestation of my evil powers.  I trained myself to work hard on the fabric of this world, and learned how to tear open portals to other towns, other worlds of their own, and twist them to my design-“Sabrina: “You took that idea from Stranger Things didn’t you.”

“Stranger… I TOOK NOTHING OF THE SORT.  They took that shit from ME.”
“Anyway in the meantime I waited, trained, and prepped for the day your lazy ass would gather them again, this time in lieu of the most important year yet: where you finally anticipate the year your legacies end!  I know you couldn’t resist the call of One Last Huzzah, as you say, and threw another holiday blast for you to become distracted and let your guard down.  And when you did, they walked right into their own portal to hell for me.  They walked into the mouths of their own deaths, and suffered!  Each of them suffered deaths beyond comprehension!  And this is all your fault!!  You turned on the wrong child, the wrong person in your life, and now everyone you know and love have suffered, because of YOU!!”

Sabrina: “That’s amazing!”

“…AMAZING?!”

Sabrina: “Yeah!  About how you executed it so well.  Using my own sims to just walk into their own deaths… without having to really do the hard work yourself.  You didn’t use any mods, albeit you really couldn’t.  I think it caulks up to how everything no longer has updates or support anymore.  Alas you took it into your own hands.  You made it work!  Not the most brillant execution of scheme I have witnessed, maybe a bit corny here and there, but you did good.  You got the job done.”

“I can’t believe I’m HEARING THIS!! ALL YOUR SIMS ARE DEAD!!!  GONE FOREVER!!  I ensured their destruction, and you are CONGRADULATING ME AND JUDGING MY WORK like it’s some sort of SCHOOL PROJECT?!  I can’t believe you!!  Years of manifestation of evil and you’re the most evil monster I have even heard of!!”

Sabrina: “Why am I evil?  Because of the abandonment?  Lack of sorrow?  If you’re the embodiment of evil then I’m the embodiment of sorrow.  Sorrow is all I know.  Abandonment?  Miserie, I got a life.”

“Don’t CALL me by that name!  I rejected your title eons ago.  I deserved more than just some half assed attempt to gather your own Death Child and then abscond just because you didn’t feel the compassion you should have!”

Sabrina: “And yet.  You’re still here.  After all these years, I ensured you were never truly gone, now didn’t I.”

“You did nothing of the sort.”

Sabrina: “On the contrary.  None of my sims are gone.  I have assured, insured, and reinsured against the destruction of those little spirits I hold dear to me.  You’ve always been one of them.”

“Absolute bullshit.  And lies.  Your little spirits are gone now.  And taken with them the end of your lifelong legacy work.  Just face it and weep.  They’re gone.”

Sabrina: “Sigh.  You were always hardhead and set in your ways.  Fine.  Allow me to show you.”

Sabrina: “Wha-BAM.  Behold.”

“Wow. The Nokia 225.  I can’t wait to watch you blow that battery up in your ear.”

“Just shut up and pay attention.”

Sabrina: “Good evening!  Yes.  Medium I suppose… extra extra cheese.  Half ham… no garlic please.”

“Are you….. ordering a pizza.  At a time like this…”

Sabrina: “Ok now we just wait a minute!”

“Did you really just summon a door for a PIZZA in your fucking purgatory mind realm?!  What fucking pizza corporation even delivers to doors of eldritch proportions.”

“Hey if it’s a GOOD pizza corporation those fuckers will deliver anywhere.”

Freddy: “Hiiiiiii~ pizza very good you tip?”

Sabrina: “Sure keep the change.”

“This is preposterous and an insult on everything I have done.  I am not having partake of your overcheesed monstrosity.”

Sabrina: “Oh the pizza isn’t for you, dear.”Sabrina: “Mmmm, ah yes I knew they’d fuck up the order just as planned.”

“You couldn’t possibly have planned that.”*POP*

Happiness: “Hello :)”

Sabrina: “Good evening Happiness.”

“What… even is going… on.”

“You can’t… YOU CAN’T JUST SUMMON BACK THE BASTARDS I KILLED!! THOUGH AN ORDERED PIZZA!!!  THAT’S PROPOSTERIUS!!  MY ENTIRE LIFE WORK CANNOT BE UNHEEDED BY A PIZZA THAT WASN’T EVEN RIGHT!!”Sabrina: “Why not!  It’s my mind scape, my realm.  Hell, it’s my game.”

“NONSENSE!  I HAD JUST AS MUCH CONTROL OF MY SURROUNDINGS AS YOU DO!   YOU CANNOT TELL ME YOU HAVE SOME SORT OF FORESIGHT INTO THESE THINGS ANYMORE THAN I HAVE!! I TWISTED MY REALM OF MIDNIGHT HOLLOW TO MY LIKING!! I EVEN DOWNLOADED THE MODS!!!  YOU FORGET YOUR PLACE, I’M IN CONTROL HERE!! YOU CAN’T OUTWIT ME LIKE THIS!!”Sabrina: “I think it’s YOU that’s starting to forget who’s place it is around here!”

“How dare you even insinuate I have place!!”
Sabrina: “Look around you, dumbass!!  You go on and on and on about abandonment, and ignore me when I tell you how everyone has their place, even you!!”

“Right!  My place along side you for ten minutes of my infanthood…”

Sabrina: “Yeah, ten minutes that I didn’t bother deleting directly afterwards!!  I could have offed you YEARS ago, thrown you into the random void in which your essence wouldn’t have ever known it existed!!  But I DIDN’T!! I kept you, SAFEGUARDED your data, for YEARS, for the day I knew you’d be up for your own spotlight, and HERE YOU ARE!! IN YOUR MOMENT!!  And you still act like I OWE you the world!!”

“But you DO… I… I had nothing.”

Sabrina: “You are aware no sim really has anything, right.”

Sabrina: “What is existence.  What is you?”

“Um.  What is… me?”

Sabrina: “See I hate to say it, but as much as I treasure you, and have kept you with me in the save file that I carried computer from computer from computer from computer, your existence is trivial.”

Sabrina: “It means NOTHING.”

Sabrina: “And here after all this time… I loved you.  And protected you.”

“B…bull… you left me… in that manor.”

Sabrina: “And yet.  What happened to my other children?  Jeramy’s siblings?  My first set of twins?  The vast amount of random babies I have apparently cranked out based on the RNG of the universe that I allow to guide me by its own will?”

“What… what is even happening…”

Sabrina: “Miserie.  You may have been the most important of all.  And you squandered it by trying to tear me down.  The one person who even KNEW YOU EXISTED AT ALL.”

“What…”

Sabrinas: “Existence is nothing.  The universe is uncaring.  It goes on without you and will be here long after your save file.”

Sabrina: “And yet I’m here.  For you.  I’m the only one here for you.  As long as I exist.  But even my powers of the world are finite.  Ultimately, I too will be gone, and then no one will be here for you.  And then, you WILL be cast into the void of nothingness, that no one will even know you were here.  Or worse, you will sit on the dry rotting corpses of unusable computer worlds, where no one will even bother to decrypt the screams you may cry trying to reach out to anyone that would even bother to know you among the other thousands of souls, are even here.”

“S…stop.  I don’t want to hear this!!”Miserie.  Face it.  You only exist when I think of you.  Once I stop thinking of you, you cease to no longer be.

“W… WHAT… NO!!”

Yes.  You are a part of me.  You are me.  My thoughts are you.  And only after I stop thinking about you, will you no longer exist.

“S-stop it!! Leave me alone!!  I can’t take these mind games anymore!!”

You want me to leave you alone?  You want to not exist?“NO!!  I WANT to EXIST!  I want to BE HERE!  I… I DON’T WANT TO BE FORGOTTEN!  I can’t TAKE it again!!!”

Sigh.  You weren’t forgotten in the first place.  But you have to understand.  As I said.  I’m not infinite.  You have to get used to the idea of being forgotten.

“Nnnoooo!! I can’t take it!!  It’s worse than DEATH!  I can’t just cease to be!!  I need to get out of here!  Let me out of this room!  I got to get out!!”

“WHERE’S THE DOOR?! WHAT DID YOU DO TO THE DOOR!  LET ME OUT!! STOP SCARING ME!!”

I’m not trying to scare you.  But I think you’re long overdue for this conversation.  Now that I think about it, no other sim has needed this conversation.  Only you.

“Well I… I regret this!  I didn’t want to know all this… I didn’t want to think about this!  I DON’T WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT!!”

So you wanted oblivious bliss?  Can’t blame you.  I wish I could go a day without thinking about the inevitable death of my memory and existance myself.

“STOP TALKING ABOUT IT… please…”

If I stop talking about it, then this conversation is over.  Then this will end and you go back to no longer being in my thoughts.  And then you go back to not existing. Is that what you want?

“… No!  NO!! I don’t… please don’t leave me here.  Please don’t stop thinking about me.”

I can’t think about you all the time.  I have other things to do.

“NO!!  Don’t DO THIS TO ME!  You can’t just tell me this and leave me here again!  I can’t do this!! I want to go back to not knowing this!!  I can’t take it like this!!

It’s too late.  As I said, you are me.  It’s a part of YOU now. 

You wanted to not be left behind anymore.  

This is how you are with me.

Until the end of my days.

The universe will not offer anything more.

“I can’t… no…”

With this knowledge, you can stay here and accept that eventually you will fall out of my mind, out of this blank canvas.  Either way, that will be the outcome, and it is unavoidable.

You don’t have to stay here.  You can come back.  Be good.  Behave like the rest of them. 

I can show you complacent, oblivious mercy.  It’s all I can do for you.  

“I don’t… I don’t want to be left here.  Don’t… Don’t GO!”

“DON’T… DON’T LEAVE ME BEHIND HERE….”

“I… don’t want to be forgotten again…”

 

 

 

~*~*~*

Gengar: “Well that was a bad bust.  And a waste of my precious, precious time.  Want to go back out and just take all the candy she has and go home?  Maybe also mug her for anything else while we’re at it?”

Happiness: “No to the mugging.  She doesn’t deserve all THAT.  But yeah, I’m down for some treats.”

Gengar: “Alright then.  KIDS!!  LEROY!  We are blowing this taco stand.  Let’s get out of here!!”
Gengar: “Wait… did either of you two feel that?”

Happiness: “Hm?  Feel what?”

Barnabas: “I think that’s just her air conditioner cutting on.”

Gengar: “No, like.  This horrible sense of deja vu.”

Happiness: “I’m not feeling your day jab boobs.”

Gengar: “NO STUPID.  Like we’ve done this before.  And… something horrible happened… but… I don’t know.  The feeling passed.  Must have been something I ate.”

Barnabas: “Please don’t fart.Drowzee: “Grandma!  I found her wallet!  Other than that, ain’t nothing in this house of any worth.  Can we just GO now, before I beat the shit out of these two dumbasses for forcing me in this ugly ass costume?!”

Sanguine: “I didn’t force you… we could have been flapper buddies :(“

Drowzee: “I will never be buddies with the likes of you.”

Gengar: “Yeah.  Let’s go.  I think I’m over all this boring Halloween stuff anyway.”

Sabrina: “… Haha.  Oh Karkat.  When will you ever stop being a little shit.”

Gengar: “Sabrina.  We’re out.  Your house sucks.  You are very boring.  I guess we will see you at Drowzee’s coronation or whatever.”

Sabrina: “Awh come on.  Do you really have to go now?”

Happiness: ” Wait a minute.  This Void baby wasn’t hear earlier!”

Gengar: “What?  When did that get here?”Sabrina: “Hm?  What are you talking about.”

Gengar: “The death baby next to you!  That wasn’t here!  You don’t have a baby… right?”

Sabrina: “Yeah I have.  She was always here with me.  Her room is on the left of the living room.  I heard you rummaging in there in her toys and antique collection looking for my wallet.  If this is a prank it’s a dumb one.”

Happiness: “She was… always here…”

Gengar: “Surely… I would remember stealing this baby’s candy already…”

Sanguine: “Oh don’t get her all sobbed up and crying please…”

Gengar: “So… odd… I feel like I have met you before somewhere…”

Miserie: “Babbaba gege :)”

Gengar: “Did you hear that!  She said my name!!  Yes!  I sure hope that is your first word, little one.  Just to blow smoke up your mama’s ass.”

Sabrina: “Her first word was actually ‘hydraulic steel coupling replacers’ but we don’t got to tell Gengar that.  She looks so happy.”

Barnabas: “Well if there’s a baby involved, EVERYONE OUT OF MY WAY!! I want to love the baby!  I can’t wait for my turn to snuggle and cuddle and huggle on her!”

Sanguine: “OW MY EYEBALL!!!!!”

Sabrina: “Ah yes, how could I ever forget Barnaba’s rampant love of small children.  I see he’s never changed.”

Sabrina: “Well since you guys want to sit around and play babysitter with my kid, how about you guys hang out with me after all!  We still got plenty of candy to pass out to whatever kid still might pass this way.”

Gengar: “Sabrina I’m pretty sure it’s morning now.  It’s November 1st.”

Sabrina: “Hey some kids are a little more behind than others.  I know your grandson Slowpoke will be around sometime today for his goodie bag.  He always is.”

Gengar: “Well.  If he’s coming down then he can be my ride back.  I guess I’ll wait for that at least.”Sabrina: “Great. And while we wait, here’s a fun thing for you guys!  Happiness, I got a rake in the back yard.  Barnabas, there’s six large chainsaws in my shed.  How about you guys go around and clean up my leaves and shape up the shrubberies for me.”

Barnabas: “Do I look like I want to?”

Happiness: “Do we have a choice?”

Leroy: “…Yew gotta John Deere?”

Sabrina: “Leroy I want you nowhere near my heavy machinery.”Drowzee: “Then I guess all that’s left is to toilet paper the house and shit in this costume.”

Sabrina: “Drowzee if you ruin that costume, you’re paying the cleaning fees.”

Leroy: “Where’r’d th’ tractor keys?”

Sabrina “LEROY YOU AREN’T GETTING ON MY EQUIPTMENT AND THAT’S FINAL.”

~*~*The End *~*~