Sunday, May 21, 2006

 

Nowhere Man

Esther hoped once Sterling joined the family, his odd ways would end. Unfortunately, Sterling was unable or unwilling to engage in the most basic of life's activities without direction from me, the Master of Esther's universe. This is how Sterling spent his days.



Sterling standing around




Sterling unable to find a job









In the meantime, Esther found a job as a Coach, and struggled with morning sickness. Sterling would only speak when spoken to. He and Floyd argued, and Esther withdrew from Sterling, sensing she had made a colossal mistake in marrying so quickly.

Finally, the entire household and I, the master of their universe, became thoroughly sick of Sterling and left him alone.






He stood around some more.











He was starving but wouldn't go to the full refrigerator for food






While Sterling stood with his thumb up his posterior starving, Esther gave birth to Priscilla, their daughter. His mood elevated to platinum, so at least he was going happily if painfully. I allowed him to hold his daughter for a brief moment.


But it was too late for Sterling, the Grim Reaper arrived and Floyd and Marsha did not intervene with fate.





Sterling meets Grim






Esther, now a widow with a child, was at work when this *tragedy* occurred. She did not fear his death and because she was promoted to Hall of Famer (her LTW) on her first day on the job, her mood was actually improved. She didnt even mourn him at the tombstone (which was not platinum even though he died in the platinum zone...this is truly an aberrant sim).* She did begin a commemorative portrait of him for Priscilla to have when she becomes older.






Remembering Sterling







And then she drowned her sorrows at a local nightclub.










So much for Sterling, the nowhere sim.

*I have since learned that platinum tombstones only come with the sim dies of old age. Sterling was the first sim I have ever let die young and let me tell you it took all of my willpower not to make him feed himself.

Comments:
Sterlings epitaph:

He stood around.
He died.
 
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