My Life Story
Day 15
by Justin Crombie
I made sure that the very first I did, was go straight to Elvira's, as she announced to me that she was pregnant. I went there as fast as I could; she was in the bathroom - not really sure why that's worth mentioning, it just is. She was brushing her teeth, while I tried to distract her by making faces in the mirror, she said that she hopes the baby has the same sense of humour as me.
Yep, she's definitely pregnant, or eaten too much, I won't go with the latter just in case. I don't know about Elvira, but I don't mind whether it's a boy, or girl, either way, he or she will be a vampire, so that's something to look forward to.
At the moment, nothing can be heard, except something that sounded like distortion. I couldn't tell if they were sleeping noises, or Elvira was just hungry. She asked me if I was doing anything special today... yes, yes I am. Today, I am going to complete my lifetime wish. Earlier, before arriving here, I went to get the mail, and a rather large envelope was addressed to me. The sponsor money.
I left Elvira's apartment after we hugged each other goodbye, she wished me good luck, but was I going to need it? Possibly. It takes a while to finish this sort of paperwork, and the result could go either way, depending on the situation. The money I received was the exact amount I was told, so that's good. The letter said that all together, my drinks made 154,000 simoleons, and that I would receive half of the profit, if they were successful. I have 77,000 simoleons, in my possession, for a bar of my choice.
As a thank you, I thought about bringing Matt along, after all, he was the one who helped me get to this point. Matt works at Plumbob Pictures; he's an actor. That reality show really did wonders for him, turns out that he was the star of the show.
When I got there, everyone was on break. Actors talking to producers, directors talking to script writers. Matt was just standing around, minding his own business, and luckily he confirmed that his shift was almost over. I waited at the parking lot for a few minutes, before he could officially leave. He was more than happy enough to join me in buying a bar, he even joked about co-owning it, but to be honest, that's a good idea. Having a celebrity could draw attention and profits; there was only one problem... what bar do I buy?
Since business deals and similar things happen at the city hall, we had to walk all the way there. I quickly bought a newspaper on the way, so I could see which bars have the most recent publicity, and if I think they'd be worth caring about. When we arrived, Matt kindly wanted to help, and suddenly pulled out a laptop from nowhere - no joke.
He began searching through various news stories, bar websites, and mixology forums. We were both undecided, especially since all bars have their own certain pros and cons, Matt wondered if I should just make my own bar, that idea was just crazy enough to work, however, with a child on the way, I would need to make a lot of money straight away, instead of waiting for a whole bar to be built - which could take months, a year, or years.
I didn't get that much money from moonlighting, and to make my own bar, I would probably need to moonlight every day, or I'd be bankrupt, since the money I earn now all goes towards my life, the apartment's rent, Camilla's butler services, and eventually raising a child. If I just buy a bar now, I can earn money right off the bat. Sorry Matt, your idea was a good one, but is a huge sacrifice I do not desire.
We were about to give up, we'd been looking for a while, but there weren't any bars that were interesting, nor any that caught our eye. Matt refreshed a news page one last time, and a new article popped up. It read that a celebrity was arrested following a brawl that happened during happy hour, someone who was left anonymous, allegedly complained about the celebrity's attitude, and began to anger him. The brawl happened, then the arrest was made.
It will be talked about for a few days, and people will go to that bar now that the certain celebrity was arrested there. It was time, to become the new owner of the Bridgeport Sports Zone bar.
I was a bit nervous, as if I was about to sell my soul to the devil, although that would be amazing, but hadn't I already done that when I turned into a vampire? But now that I'm no longer one, does that mean I got a refund? I tend to over-think things. While I was reading the paperwork, I began to consider if I would turn Matt's joke into a reality, and I came to a decision. He wondered why he was being called into the meeting, poor guy was waiting outside all of this time.
He was shocked to find out that he was officially going to be the co-owner, he didn't know if it was a joke at first, but he was definitely thrilled - it's the least I could do. Neither of us have any experience with running a bar, so if we somehow managed to turn the bar into the biggest, hellacious hazard, I at least had someone to blame it all on.
Matt was lucky, he was in there for only a couple of hours, while I was in there for what felt like a decade, but it's finally over. As of right now, I have completed my lifetime wish. I am now a Master Mixologist. I didn't think I'd be alive to see this day. Matt and I shook hands as we cheered in glory, we decided that after a long, long meeting, now would be a good time to get a drink - at our new bar.
We gradually made our way to each floor, we met the bouncers, that were pretty good at bouncing - not another innuendo. There were already quite a few customers, that's already a good day's work, and we hadn't even done anything yet. On the second floor, was the non-VIP section, we greeted the mixologist and he got Matt's autograph - what a boss's pet.
We eventually got to the third floor. There, we met two female workers, one of them I met during that party Katrina told me about, Olive Kipling. Matt was boasting, and probably flirting, to the other one, Victoria Boxer, about him being the new co-owner.
They were both kind enough to give their new bosses free drinks, we also gave them free drinks in exchange. We can safely say that their jobs are certainly not in danger. Olive said that my outfit looked good on me - of course it does. Matt and Victoria looked like they were getting on just fine, as were me and Olive. As the time went by, we all had a lot to drink. Matt and Victoria were trying desperately to stay awake, while Olive and I continuously flirted with each other, until she gently planted a kiss on my cheek, and gave a wink afterwards.
Matt attempted to stand up, and tried to say that he'll order a taxi for us - he eventually said it correctly. What he didn't mention, is where we were going.
It was almost midnight, and we were all very drunk, especially those two. Our first night as new owners of the Bridgeport Sports Zone bar, it was a big success. To show appreciation, these two were about to show us, just how athletic they were, for the job.
Oblivio.
My Life Story
Day 14
by Justin Crombie
I had as much sleep as I could, since I was told to so due to being treated at the hospital. Remind me to lock the door when I play games on my smartphone. When I woke up, Bod was once again with me on my bed, you've just gotta love him. I stroked his ears, as he woke up and started licking my face with his tail wagging. He thought I was alright, but was I? Was I alright since leaving the hospital?
Camilla was alright up, I looked at the time and was surprised. It was nowhere near noon, that's the earliest this butler has ever been up.
The very first thing I did when getting up - besides getting dressed, was to celebrate the success of turning over Camilla's new leaf - I'm telling the truth, that's not an innuendo. She said that seeing me is a relief, as she was worried about my well-being for the whole day I was being treated. Now that she's a vampire, she knows what not to do when it's daytime.
I said that we shouldn't really be talking about me, as this was a celebration for her. She then mentioned that she went out and bought a little present for me, joking that it was going to be my funeral outfit - I guess it's the thought that counts.
I go look in the wardrobe, and I actually kind of like it. In fact, I may wear it when I take Bod out for a walk. Camilla claims we don't bond as much as we should, and since I'd look good with this outfit anywhere I go, I might as well take the dog to the park.
As you can see, Bod clearly approved of the idea.
This is the first time in years that I've ever been up this early, probably back when I was kid. I should do this more often, at least Bod's liking it, I would've liked it even better if we were near Matt's house so he could relieve himself on his doorstep; alas, it was not meant to be.
Same as the Bridgeport festival, not a cloud in the sky, but the sun's coming up. Unfortunately, one of the nurses said that just one single hour in the sun, for a vampire, is enough to turn back, and that it could happen within a few days. Damn, it happened.
It was fun while it lasted, and I got a lot of moonlighting experience out of it, along with a couple of adventures along the way. Now Camilla will have all of the fun. I looked down and noticed Bod was looking at me, with his tongue sticking out, he then started jumping at my leg, wanting attention. If Bod's happy, then I'm happy. I stroked his little head, and he enjoyed it - probably a little too much.
We walked a bit further until I received a call on my phone, it was Elvira trying not to get too excited on the other end - did I stroke her head, too?
I had to break the news to her that I was no longer a vampire, luckily she wasn't too heartbroken, because my successor was passed the torch. I was going to be father? What a great piece of news! She then said that Camilla had rung her to say that I was finally out of the hospital, so she could tell me the news. She actually found out that she was pregnant the other day.
After the phone call, by the way Bod was acting, I could tell he didn't feel like walking anymore, so I picked him and let him in the passenger seat. As I was walking, an old friend just left work and noticed me.
We greeted, and began to talk about what had happened since we last saw each other. She asked if I was doing alright since leaving the hospital - does everyone know, or something? Bod started to suddenly bark at her, it made her jump, which was funny. She scratched his head, and he was happy - what a little attention seeker.
She asked if I had any other plans, then invited me to her house, after mentioning that she was one of the first few people I met, and I've never been to her house yet. Indeed I have not. Sorry Bod, the park'll have to wait.
It's nice in here, the furniture looks new, and there's no dust to be seen. She said it was okay to do anything, as her niece wasn't going to be home for another few hours. Katrina lives with her niece, Hannah, I wasn't told why, it's probably too personal - I didn't care, either way.
Bod got tired, and probably angry that this wasn't the park, and decided to fall asleep on the floor. Poor Bod, maybe next time, buddy. Katrina asked if I wanted a drink, as she got up, I asked for a coffee while she was walking to the kitchen. I took this time to get up from the sofa, and look at the paintings in the lounge. Lounge. After looking at the paintings, I noticed that Hannah's name, along with her age, just above the frames. They were impressive.
Katrina came back, and handed me the cup of coffee, while she had a Martini - very classy. After a while, my phone started to ring, I apologized as I looked to see who it was. Alan Stanley. He was about to confirm the results of my mixology drinks at his movie premier. Katrina got up from the sofa, as I had been quiet throughout the entire phone call, she got a bit worried.
The drink quality, overall, was B+. The reception was given an A. The simoleon challenge, just about reached the goal, via two final drinks that were bought, just before the premier finished. That is what sealed the deal.
And with that... I had passed...
Katrina congratulated me, but I couldn't hear her as I kept shouting as loud as I could, accidentally waking up Bod in the process. I was ecstatic, I was about to receive the sponsor money I needed to finally fulfill my lifetime wish.
And with that... my conundrum was solved...
I was alright since leaving the hospital.
My Life Story
Day 12
by Justin Crombie
I got back quite late, and was very tired - which was obvious. Camilla apparently got back an hour or so after me, and Bod enjoyed being alone - he told me, I swear. I still couldn't get over the fact that I could be sponsored by an A-lister, if my drinks turn out to be a triumph.
When I got back, I went on the computer to see which movie Alan recently made to have an upcoming premier. I forget the name, but the premier is tomorrow, I can't believe I forgot to ask if I was allowed to attend, probably not as I'm a vampire - reasonable.
As I slept, I had a fascinating dream. My butler, was suddenly... a vampire. Sleeping in the day, working in the night. We did everything together. Camilla was a very interesting vampire - for a butler. We flew through the sky, watching the stars surrounding the moon, along with a few random loop-the-loops. We juggled mixology glasses, and various equipment all around the room, in a majestic rhythm. We danced to classical music with the apartment looking like a library, Bod howling away as if he was part of the orchestra, it was something that would've looked beautiful in slow motion.
I woke up, to find Camilla and Bod, as per usual, bonding. They really loved playing together, mainly tug of war. As I watched, I kept thinking about my dream, would Camilla want the chance of a lifetime? A butler would surely never turn down the offer to become a vampire. There have been many famous vampire butlers, too many to name, though.
There was actually nothing I had planned to do today, so if Camilla declined, it would've been one long and boring day. I looked around the apartment, thinking of what to do to pass the time, as I looked to the kitchen area, I remembered I was a pretty good cook - all of a sudden. I went over, and looked in the fridge, to find useless stuff. Camilla came over to refill Bod's food bowl.
We began to talk about how Bod's kind of changed our lives, we've had more fun ever since he entered our lives - especially her's. This is the first time I've had a dog, I had a rabbit once, but it ran away when it was let out this one time, and a part of a fence was broken at the bottom.
I told Camilla of my dream from earlier, which made her laugh for a bit, she thought about the idea, then asked me how it felt when I went through with it. I literally felt nothing - I'm a good liar.
Dream come true.
I heard the mail being delivered downstairs, and since there was nothing else to do besides wait for Camilla to turn into a supernatural, I had no choice but to go and get the mail.
I was saved. My day is going to be no longer boring. A game for my smartphone had arrived, which I ordered from the computer - hey, I don't tell you everything I do. The game is Llandros Rising, it's a space shooter that was on offer. You play as this guy called Llandros, and as you might have guessed, you shoot things in space. The game was so addicting, I found myself outside playing it.
I must ask you, what did I do wrong? I am a vampire, correct? I made the biggest error a vampire could make. I'm outside, playing a game. The game is not the problem, it's that I'm outside.
I passed out. Camilla looked out of the window, and noticed me on the side walk She tried not to freak out as I roasted in the sun, and took me to the hospital. Little did she know, that upon her return to the apartment, the time had arrived for the transformation.
How long have I been out? I don't know. I was well enough to finally leave the hospital. I was told to not stay out in the sun for too long - I shouldn't have been out in the first place, but that was my fault.
I was in the hospital for a whole day, and I've only just left, after nearly another day.
My Life Story
Day 11
by Justin Crombie
Dear Diary, today, I became a vampire. Now I am one step closer to reaching my goal, but how long will it take? Only time, will tell.
If you didn't listen the first time, Camilla said she went out and bought a MultiPad 6000, before my transformation. It's a little tablet computer, that can do pretty much anything a computer can do - but as a handheld. I get a lot of fun out of this, about as much as the smartphone, and I can't stop listening to the tabcasts.
Thanks to the cooking tabcast, somehow my Insane trait has vanished, and was replaced with the Natural Cook trait, after I had been listening to it for many, many hours.
Throughout the day, Camilla and I have been hearing noises coming from downstairs. We don't know what it is, nor if it'd ever stop. Of course, she forced me to go check out what it may be, potentially putting me in danger - what a good butler.
Meet the new addition to the apartment: Bod Crombie.
Since he had no collar, we can only assume he's a stray, therefore I adopted him. I then remembered that I used to have dog stuff in my old apartment, so it's unfortunate I threw that away instead of keeping it. Bad times.
At least he wouldn't have to suffer with paw-me-downs, and it was fantastic news when I found out that pet stuff wasn't expensive, though it can be. Why would anyone actually buy a bed shaped like a giant castle, when they're just going to urinate and defecate on it?
It looked like Bod and Camilla had a special connection already - jeez, what a butler's pet. It was a relief that one of the shops I first went to, had only one bed left in stock, he's no way going to sleep on my bed - Camilla's is fine.
After all of the stuff I had to get, I had no more time to waste, I needed to get on with my plan. I went straight to the computer - it feels like the first time I've used it.
After looking at the news, and a few mixology forums, I came to the conclusion that Aquarius was the next one, since it was the most talked about. Since Camilla enjoyed watching those horror movies the other day, I found out that there was a horror movie being shown tonight at the cinema. She thanked me when I told her, so it looks like she's attending.
This computer already has some instant chat program which allows you to talk to anyone, and everyone. Matt started to talk to me with it, and he said he had some good news for me, and could show me it later. I asked him if he was able to see me at the Aquarius, and he said it was a perfect place for the news. Perfect.
Before I forgot, I had to tell him not to worry if he sees me suddenly looking like a vampire. As it was still light outside, I thought it was best to take a quick nap on the sofa, so I have more energy for the moonlighting.
I wake up a couple of hours later, Bod was on my lap, so I scratched his little head. I gently put him on the other seat, as I got up and got ready. Camilla thought I'd look good moonlighting in the attire I'm still in. How can anyone decline a drink from a man in gold?
Aquarius is pretty good; I'm glad I came here. Despite not getting as much as I did in Plasma 501, it's still been a good night. There were quite a few people coming and going, and a bouncer even bought a drink during his break.
Matt finally arrived, and signalled for me to go over. With no customers in sight, the mixologist said it was fine as he handed me my money. Even if the news is actually boring, or anything bad, it wouldn't matter to me. He said there was someone wanting to see me.
This is Alan Stanley. He is one of the biggest Bridgeport celebrities, due to being a movie director. We greeted each other, he claimed he drank one of my newish drink creations, and said it was a fantastic taste. This next bit amazed me.
He had an idea regarding his upcoming movie premier, and explained that if my drinks go down a storm there, along with reaching a certain amount of simoleons, he would officially sponsor me for my mixology career.
They both laughed when I couldn't talk properly. I couldn't thank him enough, but I couldn't thank him yet. The only person I could thank at the moment, was Matt. This guy, what a guy.
I quickly got out my smartphone, and called Elvira to tell her of two exciting pieces of news. The first obviously being that the transformation was a success, and I think on the second, I heard screams of joy on the other end of the phone.
Before she hung up, she said to go to her apartment, immediately... must be really important. Matt and Alan had already left, so I had no one to thank - I couldn't be bothered to thank the mixologist.
I thought we were just going to talk, but she had other plans.
While I was walking back to my apartment, I recognized a woman from the other bar, The Plasma 501.
She smiled, as she got up from the bench she was sitting on. She walked over to me, as I thought it'd be good to have a quick cup of coffee before heading back to my apartment.
She thought we were just going to talk, but I had other plans.
My Life Story
Day 10
by Justin Crombie
I love the smartphone, I can make my own blog if I wanted to. Straight away after waking up, I used the smartphone, and I have no idea how I'd never heard of it beforehand. It's very useful, and it's pretty good timing I've got it, since my old one was about to die.
There are a lot of people with their own blogs, I was a bit surprised to find a few mixology related ones, since people would usually want to blog about their life, friends, or family. Now that I've mentioned mixology, it's a good time to note that something very special happened.
Since I was in a good mood due to what happened the day before, I did a little mixology session. Camilla was very happy for Erika and I's bonding during the festival, luckily she didn't mind staying in the apartment, even though she should stay in the apartment - she's a damn butler.
I had successfully mastered the skill of mixology; I don't think Camilla took any notice. I couldn't believe it took this long to master the skill, but it did. Because of this, I was in an even better mood, and thought it was a good idea to celebrate. Unfortunately...
Your experiments will still sometimes backfire.
With the skill complete, it was time to finally earn some money doing a bit of moonlighting.
Camilla actually stopped reading her book for a moment, to help me decide which bar would be best for my first adventure. I found out via my smartphone that there was a bar for vampires - told you it was useful. A bar just for vampires sounds pretty cool, so that was definitely the bar I was going to.
As it turns out, not many vampires show up anymore at The Plasma 501, but that's alright. I'm not here for the vampires, I'm here for the money. Was this place acceptable to buy, to complete my lifetime wish? Not really.
The bouncer helped me with getting inside, nice guy. He explained a bit about the bar, like when it was first founded, and how many celebrities have been here. Eventually, I got inside and met the mixologist - I don't remember his name - I didn't care. He allowed me to moonlight for a while, as long as I made a certain amount of simoleons. Challenge accepted.
I amazed the people watching, they even took photos on their smartphones. Hours pass, and I had already exceeded the simoleon challenge, it was a great night. A guy downstairs began to play the guitar, and he wasn't drunk - unfortunately. Katrina came into the bar, and we began to talk, she was happy to see me, as I mixed her a drink - in style.
She said she came here from a party that was happening just down the road; I was invited, which I straight away accepted. The mixologist thanked me for tending, I took my money, and left the bar with Katrina.
The party was still alive, which was good. Now that I had arrived, it was about to get even better. The house was not far from Matt's, but he didn't attend, and the owner of the house is Johanna King. She is a comedian, following in her father's and grandfather's footsteps, to become a Bridgeport A-lister. I've never heard any comedians from Bridgeport, they've got to be good, if they're A-listers, surely?
The attendees were alright, we all talked for a bit while Olive Kipling and I made them drinks, she's an up-and-coming mixologist. There was also a vampire at the party, so it was nice to see another, besides Elvira. William Fangmann - I'm not making this up. He was the one that mentioned that there was a pool and hot tub out at the back, so the obvious thing to do was go out to the back.
I just could not be bothered taking off my suit, so I got in the hot tub still wearing it. I was joined by Peyton Suzuki, she is of Japanese descent, and is a teenager. I already respect her a lot, she's staying here and not caring about the curfew crap. She asked me if I knew the vampire guy, William, I don't, so I obviously said no. She then whispered to me that he creeps her out. She randomly began to explain a couple of reasons on why she couldn't be a vampire; this gave me an idea.
To become a better mixologist, I'd need as much rest as I can during the day, to become more active at night. I looked at my watch, and signalled that it was time to leave the party. To prevent slowing me down, I left my jacket behind and ran as quickly as I could.
I finally arrived at Elvira's apartment, and it was lucky that she was in - what a waste of time that would have been.
I had to tell her why I was suddenly dressed like this, which she kind of liked, but claims that the shirt would look amazing in black - got to admit, I agree. She thought my idea was a good reason, and had to ask me if I wanted to go through with this. Was I ready to take a big chance?
The risk is low, but it's the gain that matters. Would it be a success? Would this all payoff? So many questions, so little time. It was a decision of whether to sacrifice my life, or mixology. The choice was obvious.
Begin transformation.
I returned to the apartment.
Camilla had been watching horror movies all night, since I left. I wasn't tired yet, so I began a brief mixology session. I made Camilla a drink, so she was happy. Just before going to bed, Camilla said she went out and bought a MultiTab 6000. I'll explain more about it later, I'm too tired right now.
Of course, sleeping didn't last too long, as something was about to happen. You would think the moment you get bitten is the best, but as they say, the best is yet to come.
