The Further Adventures of Remington London
(9/14)


Ivy's home.

"So I'll be there with the car at 2am."

"Keep your lights off."

"You think I'm stupid?"

"You wanna go back to my place after and..."

"Shush! Looks like he's home early today. Scram now."


Chief Remington

"You made Chief? Already?"

"Yeah, isn't it great?"

"Um, oh yeah! Wonderful!"


"And look at this!"

"What's that thing?"

"It's the new high-tech fingerprint scanner. It's satellite linked, so I just push this button like this, and phwoosh all the data goes off for analysis."

"Did you really push the button?"

"Yeah, sure, I'm testing it out for the department. Your prints and mine are winging their way through the ether right now. In half an hour we'll know if either of us are wanted criminals, heh heh."

"Ooh. Heh heh. Half an hour?"

"Yep, at most! Could be just twenty minutes, depending."


"Let me suggest something we could do in the meantime."

"Why, whatever do you mean?"

The Further Adventures of Remington London
(10/14)




"Well, Chief, it was fun while it lasted..."


"...but nothing lasts forever."


"I'm outta here."

We interrupt the exciting plot development to note how different Ivy looks with her hair in a cap.

The Further Adventures of Remington London
(11/14)


"Honey?"

Someone was passing by outside; Remington threw on his uniform and went out.


"Ivy? Is that you?"

"No sir, it's me."

"Oh, Tara, Officer Fuchs! Have you seen Ivy? She was just here..."

"No sir, but, well..."

"What?"


"There was -- a match on those prints."

"The prints?"

"The fingerprints that you sent into the system as Copur, Ivy, match those of the single print we have from our Primary Jane Doe."

"Our primary -- Ivy -- you mean --"

"Chief..."

"Oh my God."


"Maybe you should sit down, Chief."

The Further Adventures of Remington London
(12/14)

"God, I'm so stupid. This explains everything."


"The squad's been through the neighborhood; there's no sign of her."

"I never want to see her again."

"Did she take anything?"

"Just her clothes and... and the Thinking Caps."

"The Thinking Caps?"

"It's just like her. Oh, God!"

"It's okay, Chief, Remington, I'm here."


"Thank you, Tara."


"Oh, Chief!"


"Oh, Tara!"

Woo, she's even cuter without the glasses and the hat...

The Further Adventures of Remington London
(13/14)


"Tara, you've saved my life. Don't leave me."

"You want me to stick around for awhile? A few days?"


"As long as you want, darling."
Tara Fuchs, here's your plumb-bob.


Miss Fuchs, a Family Sim who wants someday to be Captain Hero just like Remington, brings eighteen thousand Simoleans (I think it was) to the household. (Hey, for once a townie is in an ltw-relevant job!)

"Oh and Chief, I put in a good word for you with Team Hero. My optometrist's uncle is on the Review Board..."


Remington London fulfilled.
This surprised me too; although Tara's only a Detective, some date that they had resulted in the "Tara pulled some strings and got Remington a promotion" message, and now he's Captain Hero (and permaplatinum)! Very odd.


"You look so heroic in it!"
One of those little white lies.

The Further Adventures of Remington London
(14/14)

And meanwhile, on the outskirts of town...


"Home sweet lair."
Most of Neighborhood One's criminal masterminds have passed through Brandi LeTourneau's Rooms to Let at one time or another; Ivy should have a good time skilling there. (In fact you can see Peran Nolstovski having lunch in his evil suit through the window if you look close.) One potential complication: Ivy is in love with Brandi's new wife Sandy (and vice-versa), from some time back. I'd forgotten all about that, but hey; it should be interesting... *8)

(So that's the end of that story! Somewhat unexpected; while Ivy and Remington did have a lightning bolt for each other, I never felt that they really clicked (and they had those very divergent LTWs). So when Ivy started wanting to skill during dates, and Remington started smooching Tara before they were even friends, narrative possibilities basically forced themselves upon me. Hope you enjoyed it!

DC)

As someone once said to me: "Wherever the story takes you!"

Nicely played.

equinoxx wrote:

Nicely played.

Thanks much! (I'm thinking Remington and Tara ending up in bed was awfully rapid; on the other hand I'm sure stress does that in real life sometimes too...)

Very nice ending! Thanks for sharing.

The College Diaries of Castor Nova
1/9

(Warning from the editor: Castor's prose runs away with him sometimes. He's young, and he's read far too many old books.)

My name is Castor Nova. I've always known that it was my destiny to plumb the deepest secrets of the universe, or this system that we call "the universe". And at first I was naive enough to think that the old Urele Oresha Cham fraternity, founded at Sim State University by my great-Uncle Silas, would be the best place to begin my studies.


But, as it turned out, it was a silly place.
This is Ashley Pitts, one of the frat brothers, being pranked by a cow.

Constantly distracted by purile frat parties and the unwanted attentions of the Tri-Var Girls from the sorority across the road (all of whom somehow developed fawning crushes on me), I felt the long wasted minutes stretching behind me like road-kill. Then I met Allegra.

She was deep and dark, her mind and tongue sharp as twin whips. She saw the world as I did, as a vast and perhaps ugly mystery to be penetrated and understood. And she saw something in me as well, something that appealed to her and brought out, not so much a warmth, as a dark and alluring heat.


A dark and alluring heat.
This picture from the Bright house.

Although I grew fond, eventually, of my hapless frat brothers, it was only Allegra who ever understood me.


She kept me focused on the important things.


And she kept me sane.

She finished her course of study long before I did, and left campus to continue her life; but she returned to visit me more often than I could have hoped for.


Her dark beauty always took my breath away.

Tsk, tsk. Those pranks can be so hard on frat house walls.

I've always found Allegra to be darkly intriguing, too. Did she pick out those adult clothes for herself? The outfit seems to be very appropriate for her.

The College Diaries of Castor Nova
2/9

One pleasant side effect of the ripening of my relationship with Allegra was that it put an end to the infatuations of the Tri-Var Girls.


Brittany upsnot's eyes are opened.


And Heather's.


And Tiffany's. As if I were any of her business.

Entirely expectedly, the girls' hearts swung without a moment's hesitation elsewhere, to the nearest available alternatives.


In the same bed, even.


They richly deserve each other.

Heather is, I imagine, off somewhere in the bushes with the postman, or the pizza man.

The College Diaries of Castor Nova
3/9

Even with Allegra's inspiration, my time at college continued to creep glacially past. One afternoon, when I was visiting her at her rooms in town, we had a serious conversation.


"Don't put too much faith in love," she said.

We talked in theoretical terms, but her subtext was clear: I needed to speed up my studies, get through college, and join her, or I might find her gone.

(Editor's note: in particular, this was where I discovered that while a playable character living in the neighborhood can magically cause a non-playable character to graduate from college with the "Move In" interaction, this doesn't work on playable characters. So if Castor was going to come live at Rooms To Let with Allegra, I had to get him through college myself (dropping out would have been entirely out of character). And that meant getting Castor out of the frat house, because it's really boring to play!)

Back on campus, I told my frat brothers that I would be moving out to somewhere with less distractions, so I could focus on learning.


Fortunately for the venerable frat, we had a new pledge all ready to move in.
Toby whatsisname, I think.


That same night, I packed my few things and left. I knew I wouldn't miss the place.


I moved into a neat efficient dorm on the north side of campus.
Habitation Hall; the nice tiny five-student dorm in the standard Uni lot bin.


My new housemates seemed to be an agreeable lot, mostly focused on learning.
And/or too poor to party.

Greg wrote:

Tsk, tsk. Those pranks can be so hard on frat house walls.

*8) Yeah, I think that's why I snapped that picture. If I'd known I was going to be writing this particular story, I would have taken more pictures of frat parties and the Bubble Machine in use, and suchlike frivolity.

Greg wrote:

I've always found Allegra to be darkly intriguing, too. Did she pick out those adult clothes for herself? The outfit seems to be very appropriate for her.

The game gave her the cut-off denim shorts and red top. The more elegant black lace and jeans she went out and bought (they're a download from somewhere, but I can't remember where).

The College Diaries of Castor Nova
4/9


I felt myself more focused from the first day.
Castor wrote a lot of theses in this dorm!


And Allegra continued to be my sustenance and inspiration.

I was unused to the constant presence of women...


but I found the distraction largely pleasant.
Castor has two lightning bolts for both Carla here and Chloe (the other blonde; we haven't seen her yet). Poor fellow.

Carla was particularly sympathetic.


We quickly became the best of friends.

She was utterly unlike Allegra; light where Allegra was dark, open and generous where Allegra was sharp and demanding. I found the contrast fascinating.