The Redacted Lab | StrangerVille 3
₱ⱤɆVłØɄ₴ⱠɎ: Stevie, Sylas, and Lola got quite the welcome to their temporary home in StrangerVille. While Stevie focused on improving her discreet bugging skills, Lola tried to teach the team the best questioning techniques.
Wanting to get away from the strangeness he had just experienced at home, Sylas took a little stroll to the trailer park, only to find more strangeness. Really cute strangeness, though.
Sylas: Maybe she's just winking really weirdly. She doesn't have to be possessed, right?
Sylas: Ah, crap, not again.
All attempts to talk to Alice and slap her out of her daze were met with resistance. Better luck next time, Sylas.
✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀
Back at the house, the weirdness continues. Infected townies and secret agents?!
Yeah, sure, Agent Blue Hair. With a crew like this, no one will be going anywhere near the Secret Lab... right, Stevie?
This doesn't look promising. Bugging scientists will surely lead to wanting to visit where they work. Stevie's found that just going in for an awkward hug isn't the most natural thing in the world so she is trying to make connections with these people. Who knows when they might be needed for some help down the road?
With each and every successful planting of a bug, Stevie is getting more confident. Listening in on people is nothing new to her, but she is getting a little antsy to move on to more... ambitious investigative tactics.
✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀
With Sylas overseeing, it's time to weed through some of the audio files that have been steadily collecting since the first bug was planted.
Stevie: I've got this covered, Sy. Go eat something. Your noisy stomach is getting in the way of my listening experience.
Uh-oh. I sure hope that ingesting the fruitcake brought over by the infected townies doesn't result in anything bad happening to Sylas.
These are apparently notes from the secret agents that had stopped by earlier but why would they just scrawl on some yellow legal pad-type paper and leave it on the floor? Like, shouldn't they have an official document? I mean, hey, when in StrangerVille...
I don't think I've ever seen a Sim fall asleep while watching TV on the couch before so if that's a common thing then, well, okay, but I was sure Sylas was about to wake up infected from that damn fruitcake.
But, nope. Aside from a couple seconds of looking kind of spaced out, he was fine. Phew. The fruitcake was fine.
Stevie: I'm so bored! I can't just sit in the basement and listen to people talk about how great the water is and how beautiful their moms are anymore!
Stevie: Hear me out. The Secret Lab. I've got just the outfit for it!
✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀
With Lola opting for the popular all-black tactic and Sylas putting on some military jacket he found at the thrift store back in Oasis Springs, Stevie definitely stands out among the trio. She certainly fits in at the lab, though.
(Is it just me who wanted it to be a bit more, I don't know, complicated to actually gain access to the lab itself? Sure, we eventually have to get a key card and all of that but, really, initial entry is so easy! I wanted some kind of obstacle to overcome to get to the point of finding evidence.)
Stevie's Notes: Big door. Locked. Looks like a train station marquee.
Even when she's mostly on board with a plan, Lola can't help but feel a little uneasy.
Stevie: You're sure there aren't supposed to be any guards here right, 'Vie?
After reassurance from Sylas and Stevie, Lola is ready to take charge and start rummaging around for whatever evidence may be around. The lack of security really makes me think that this won't be that hard of a task.
Yup, easy as pie. In one night's work, the gang has enough evidence to compile a dossier. Not too shabby!
Lola: You know she's going to have us back here in, like, a day, right?
Sylas: Yeah, yeah. And you'll be hot on her heels.
After the hard work of sneaking around a secret laboratory, Sylas is happy to curl up on his cot and catch some z's. Not sure why he chose to set it up right in the hallway but, hey, at least he's got his sleeping bag to keep it modest.
✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀
While the sky is calm and full of stars, the affected citizens of StrangerVille start to patrol the streets, ready to spread the gospel of their Mother.
✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀
With her friends getting some much-needed rest, Stevie finds herself at the local bar.
I don't know if you can tell by her eyes but this is definitely not Stevie's first drink of the night. I took the liberty of jumping forward a couple of hours.
Oh, right, this is a military bar. Great. Alcohol and possible intel to gather, what could possibly go wrong?
Stevie: Your outfits match my shirt! My friends never want to match with me. When we went to the la - uh, lake, when we went to the lake, they wouldn't even wear the same color swimsuits as me!
Nice save, Stevie. Apparently being able to hold her liquor isn't one of her many talents.
After a bit of conversation, Stevie did put a bug on this particular Sim. Despite the look on her face, she didn't suspect a thing.
I have a feeling this isn't the last we'll be seeing of our lilac-haired friend.
✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀✿ ❀
Stevie: We're missing something. I need you to go back.
Sylas: Have you been awake this whole time?
Back in the lab, Sylas put his hacking skills to use. The security on these computers is no match for him.
Whatever he found, it doesn't look good.
₦ɆӾ₮ ₮ł₥Ɇ... ₮ⱧɆ ฿ⱠØØ₥
0 comments