Stealie’s dealings with two of the richest families in town. Rock on, klepto moocher.
Stealie’s inventory contained some extra harvest, so we began the morning by selling off some of these fruits of our stealing. She never would’ve eaten all that raw garlic anyway. Plus we don’t want to scare off the vampires, if there are any around! (There aren’t. I don’t have that expansion pack.)
Now to pay those pesky bills. That’s another $60+ gone.
It’s a good thing that the challenge imposes no limits on the mooching, because I can hardly keep track of who/where we’ve robbed already. Keeping track of the mooching is feasible only thanks to having this blog. Time for the daily Mooch Montage!
We met some new faces (and their money): Sunny Bakshi ($20), Ian Bowler ($4), and Anne Song ($21 + $8).
Plus some familiar faces. Old
friends acquaintances, can you beat the new townies? Jocasta Bachelor started us with $19 and $4.
Christopher Steel ponies up a “large” amount of $19 and then a “small” amount of $22. How does that make sense? Perhaps we are in some alternative universe, where Sim logic reigns supreme:
Cornelia Goth refused both our mooches. And she from the oldest family in Sunset! Pshaw, Cornelia, way to stay 1%. Nevertheless, Stealie wished to “group up” with Cornelia. It was right around this point that I remembered that someone else posted that his/her biggest source of moolah in this challenge was fish sales. Cornelia, we’re going fishing! And don’t bring your yacht!
That afternoon of fishing produced zero catch. Maybe we should think of some other way to get money.
Ack, it’s 7:00pm already! Let’s head to Vita’s and see how she’s doing in this alternative universe.
This one-percenter lives in a pink, frilly house on the top of the hill. “What a lovely house you have. I like the, uh, enormity of it.”
“You know. I know all about that Italian job.”
“Oh, you want to work at our pizzeria?”
“No! That heist Nick did for the Sunset boss!”
“Stealie, I have no idea what you mean! But will you keep quiet about it for $21?” See? Mooching pays better than working at the pizzeria.
Stealie and Vita should keep their voices down. Little did they know they were being watched from outside:
“[Gasp!] What was that sound?”
They go outside and see a car drive off. Vita’s daughter Holly is home. “Vita, are you sure it’s a good idea to have your daughter running around town past curfew? What if the sheriff found out?” He won’t, because Vita gives another $9 to ensure silence.
Stealie does not approve:
“People are sexier when they keep their clothes on, Holly. Anyway, who were those guys with you in the car? Don’t you think your mother ought to know about them?”
“Ohmigod please don’t! Don’t tell her! You can have anything I have. Here, here’s $34 from my purse.”
“Dang, girl! The rich sure know how to handle pocket money.”
Holly was still rummaging in her pockets. “Oh hey! There was another $9. How’d I miss that?”
In the meantime: Vita looks as though she’s having that moment from the Shining where the hotel chef is watching TV and enters that psychic trance. Dang, that’s twice that the Shining has come up in this story, and I don’t even like that film that much. Anyway, enjoy the trance, Vita. Let’s hope no harm is coming to your loved ones:
Back to business. Holly did say we could have anything we wanted. Again, I’d forgotten that we’d already used up our three swipes. Sob. Okay, Stealie, you can go back to eating your Mooched Microwave Meal (registered TM).
It was still not past midnight, so we tried to nap on the sofa. Our silent attempt immediately brought Vita and Holly running out from their beds and screaming that Stealie was “behaving inappropriately.” Sorry, was our napping too loud? We’ll try to keep it down…
Then Holly tried to brightened Stealie’s day. Thanks for cheering us up, Holly. “Yeah, don’t be a square. Be a circle!”
“Dude, you know what’s awesome? The other day, I swiped a flagpole!”
“Agh, that’s evil! You steal things?”
“My mother is Evil and may be scheming towards world domination, but at least she doesn’t steal!” Um. Shall we tell her about her father? Oh no, let us leave it. Let Holly have the fun of stumbling upon shocking family secrets!
Hmm, Holly doesn’t seem to be going back to bed anytime soon. Perhaps we should tire her out? And so returns pillow-fighting, the clear combat mode of choice among the ladies of Sunset Valley:
She still doesn’t go to bed and actually keeps hanging with us, so we’ll just have to try and sneak off to a different room. Look at this! Stuff everywhere and all just out of reach.
So much artwork. Expensive, expensive artwork. Drool:
Aww! Stealie missed the big stuff. We still got a chair, a marble coffee table, and a small painting called “Village No. 9.” Pfft.
Oh well, this is just the 1% tip of the 1% iceberg. There’re still rich families in this town. Their stuff will be swiped…another day.