By Brad Cook
Seen last weekend at the Crypt o Night Club: The Count and Contessa, hoping to grow their vampiric legions by chomping on the necks of any willing Sims. They may have found one or two, judging by their fangy grins.
Unfortunately, Mrs. Crumplebottom probably helped them out by breaking up a few smooching couples on the dance floor. Or maybe that was a fortunate turn of events, depending how red your eyes run.
Woe to the Sim who becomes a vampire. Daylight becomes lethal, quickly sapping their needs until they die. A hermetically-sealed coffin is the best defense against such a fate, at least until the afflicted Sim can find a cure for the disease.
Cruising for a good meal and a nice date
I hear the host at FM passes out discounts on meals, but he wont do it for just any Sim. He needs to warm up to ya a bit before he knocks a few Simoleons off your check. My recommendation: the filet mignon is delish. And dont forget to order a drink or two at the bar before you leave.
Saw Mr. Big and The Diva dining there. Yes, those are just code names youll know who they are when you see his fabulous red jacket and her gorgeous black designer dress. No, neither of them needs the hosts generosity: word has it The Diva moved into the Curious household and brought over 70,000 Simoleons with her. Yes, she hooked up with the goofy one you should have seen the lightning bolts in her relationship panel, if you know what I mean.
Of course, theyre all goofy at the Curious household, thanks to some kind of weird alien influence. But at least none of them is The Slob. If youre desperate for a date, I suppose he (or she) will do. But must you lower your standards?
Your last resort
If you simply cant find a date while youre downtown, try calling the Gypsy Matchmaker. Shell set you up with someone, but be prepared to part with many hard-earned Simoleons if you really want to get a little extra-special somethin-somethin. Your date will literally fall from the sky.
I hear the Matchmaker also sells Vamprocillin-D and Love Potion #8.5. Both magical elixirs come in handy during the right situations. Youll know when.
Yum, cheesy goodness
A friend of a bartender of a mad scientist told me about an unfortunate accident with a ReNuYu SensoOrb. Seems a Sim wasnt happy with his aspirations in life, so he hoped the SensoOrb would let him choose new ones. Something happened, and now he wants nothing more out of life than grilled cheese sandwiches.
He not only wants to cook them up and scarf them down whenever he can, but he talks about them incessantly, to the point that you may want to claw your eyes out. Unless you love that cheesy goodness too, of course.
But dont reject him outright, because hes terrified that another Sim might not share his love for those gut-busting sandwiches (and I mean that literally; youll see). But, then again, that might be part of your plan.
My suggestion? Help him fulfill his desires and then convince him to use the ReNuYu SensoOrb again.
Do the smustle
Oh dear. Ive come to the end of another column. And I was hoping to tell you the ins and outs of the smustle. I guess youll have to learn more about that one on your own.