DOARS- Week 9 Day 4- By The Stars

Welcome Back!

I took a little break, I had some issues after I installed Uni cos it kept crashing and wouldn't save... but I think I figured it out now! (Read as I save every 30 minutes and half the time it fails and crashes) Not to mention that I had my heart crushed into little bitty pieces... again. But at least everything is settled now and I'm not wondering about what if's and that kind of nonsense.

I am currently working on plans to purchase a new computer (mine is 5 yrs old) with much better specs to run sims...And I'm thinking of uninstalling UNI, quite seriously thinking about it, actually.
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Dear Diary,

I got married yesterday. It took me a while to remember that, because my husband doesn't sleep. So I have no instant reminder of being a married woman. There's no snugly man in my bed when I wake up, no arms around me, no bruises on my legs from sleeping next to a restless sleeper...

Well that last one is ok with me. I do kind of wish Rommich slept, though. Oh well! There was something different, though. The smell. Something doesn't smell right. Usually there's a sunny sort of fragrance in the air, I know that sounds weird, but it's true! Today things are different. The light is coming through the window in a different pattern, and .... was there always a mountain behind our house?

Ok, I admit, I've never spent a lot of time in our backyard, but I'd remember if we were sitting in front of a large city centered around what looks to be entertainment. I don't think we're in Sunset Valley anymore. Either we aren't, or we've time traveled into a distant future and the town was destroyed in the meantime.

Not that this is all bad, we're still close to an ocean. Also, there's probably more to do in this town than in Sunset Valley.

I surveyed the premises and let it sink in. I kind of always thought I'd live in Sunset Valley. When I married Rommich, I was fairly certain that's where we were going to build out life. We still have our house, though, that's something... but how did it get here? Probably aliens.




When I returned to the house, Rommich told me to fill out this survey thing for a local school. I dutifully obeyed. I didn't ask about the town switch, though. I just couldn't bring myself to. I looked into his eyes and I just knew that if he had done this without consulting me, I wouldn't be able to bare it. So I stayed silent. Did Rommich do this? Did he relocate the entire family without warning?

It was at this point that I realized something dreadful. I don't trust my husband. I'm starting to understand longer courtships now. We spent so little time trying to get to know one another in a romantic capacity. I thought it'd be the same as when we were friends, just with a little kissing and what not thrown in. I was wrong.








We finished the survey we were completing and I know I must have been acting weird and dodgy, but he didn't notice. He went to go play with potions, he didn't even ask me what was wrong. What did I get myself into?

I left to go take a walk, I needed to clear my head, but on my way out Hector showed up. Well, I guess we weren't the only ones uprooted from our town.

He came bearing ill-favored news.
"I have an assignment for you from the Galactic Counsel."


The assignment led me to this shady building. The Counsel, apparently, needed goods smuggled out of this town, Starlight Shores, to help rebuild the alien planet. They wanted me to do it as punishment or repayment for marrying Rommich without their consent. The message they gave me through Hector said that it was either this or they would charge Rommich with abandoning his post in war-time, and the gravity of this war meant that would be life in prison. I may not fully trust Rommich, but I do love him, and I couldn't let that happen.

This is how my life as a smuggler begins.







The treadmill was the only thing I greeted when I returned from selling my soul to the devil, so to speak. I was already in decent shape, because of the exercise I'd been doing when my parents were dead, but I knew that it wouldn't be enough. I was going to be running with the dregs of society, I was going to be fighting the good guys and stealing people things, and if I didn't want to get caught I needed to be fit.

On second thought maybe I should start overeating and give up on this fitness. Could I ever lead a happy life of crime?






"Hector, how did we get to starlight shores? Was it the counsel?"
"The relocation is punishment for Raquel's marriage and my own. We didn't respect their laws on governmental approval. They have assignments they need done here, and we're indebted to them, so we're going to do them."
"Sounds shady." Lynn narrowed her eyes and her son made a questionable move.
"Don't worry, mother, Raquel and I can handle it."
All he got in response was an unbelieving grunt.









One advantage to never sleeping was that Cycl0n3 had more time for his garden. In this new town there were all sorts of plants that Sunset Valley didn't have. He went to the store and bought all the ones he could get his hands on. He was going to have the garden of his dreams.




When my muscles were too sore to continue running and the hour grew late I retired to my bedroom and found my husband waiting for me.
"I didn't bring us here." He said as I laid down next to him. I felt guilty. "I know why we're here, though. The counsel needed several agents to come here to carry out their assignments. They asked me if I would before we got married. I refused. Now they're punishing us."
"Why didn't you tell me we needed their approval to get married? I thought you said they didn't care if you married an outsider anymore," I asked him, I'm pretty sure it was a valid question.
"You family was tainted in the war. Your own parents lost their genetic integrity. They wouldn't let either Pat nor I marry a Sw0rd, war heroes though you and Hector are." I sighed and rolled onto my side away from him.
"You should have told me that." He placed a hand on my shoulder.
"I'm telling you now, Raquel. I'm sorry this is happening to us, but we can make it through. We just have to trust each other and rely on each other."
I have to admit it, he was right. After the horrible day that I'd had, though, I just didn't want to be having that conversation. I wanted to crawl into a hole and forget that I'd signed up for a life I despised. If I had known that was the price would I still have married him?
I don't know.
"Rommich, I'm tired, let me go to sleep now. We can talk about this tomorrow."

I'm a terrible wife.
-Raquel Thobanob

DOARS- Week 9 Day 3- Fine Things and Wedding Rings

Dear Diary,

Today is my wedding day. It's not too many days you can say something so exciting! Well, in fact it's just this one day. Today is my one and only wedding day to the love of my life. I felt so wonderful about the whole thing that I was tempted to find something to worry about. I had a whole slew of options to chose from on that score.

What if something goes wrong? What if Tony wasn't weakened enough and takes him? I can't survive losing my family again. What if we can't have children together? Can I really be a happy wife without children to fill my home? I want at least five. At the very least.What if his species doesn't accept our marriage? What if mine doesn't? Will we have to face public ridicule? How will that affect our marriage?

Oh there are so many things that I could let terrify me. There are so many things that I could worry about. But lets just face the facts here: I am not a neurotic sim, and I am certainly not alone. Rommich is by my side, whatever difficulties we face will be handled together. I leave my life and my heart in his most capable hands. So why worry? Why mar my wedding day with insecure thoughts? Plus, like I said, I don't have the right requirements to be constantly worried about these things. My mother would be the one to look to for excessive worry, not me.


After spending the night hanging out with my parents, no doubt trying to teach them how to be better aliens, it appears that they have taught him how to fit in. Laundry is always the key in this family, of course.

In fact, I was a tad surprised that he didn't help with the gardening, but I suppose there's only so many new things a person can try in a day, and he already has laundry and getting married on the list, so gardening might have been right out.


By the time I got up all the chores and little things to do around the house had been done, which makes sense as there are now three aliens who don't sleep wandering around looking for something to keep their attention. All that was left was to invite over my family and get married.

I will admit to trembling slightly as I got out of bed. Was this really happening? It was like an epiphany every moment. I was engaged! OMGoodness! Rommich actually loved me! Hold up... WE'RE GETTING MARRIED! I hate to admit that it took me a few seconds, perhaps even a minute, to remember that when I first woke up today. How long will that last? How long before I stop accidentally forgetting where I'm at in my life?

This is sudden to be sure. Does that mean that its doomed? I already addressed my feelings on that score last night. Like I said then, you may have the opinion you wish. Rommich and I are the ones that will be married, we are the ones starting our family, we're the ones that will reap the blessings or consequences, so please don't get worked up about it. It's not your life, you're merely a spectator.

Not that I don't appreciate your spectating, I really do, I just don't need your approval. And I mean that in the best possible way.

I informed my mother of our plans to wed and, as I imagined, she had already heard that plan from my betrothed. After all he did hang out with them the entire night, it would have been strange for him not to mention that he was marrying their daughter the next day.

"And in three days, you'll have a little girl just like this, and she'll whine-"
"Dear, you're frightening the poor alien."

My mother seems to be completely on board with the idea of grandchildren. Who can blame her? Rommich and I will have some of the most adorable children ever! I can't wait to see him as a father, and my parents as grandparents. I can't wait to have my first child and hold him or her in my arms and know that they depend completely on me. There's this precious little person that is my responsibility and will eventually become an incredible person capable of self-sufficiency and brightening the world around them. That is a feeling I'm looking forward to.

Hector and Pat came for the wedding, with a bit of shocking news themselves. They eloped! They decided to take advantage of the alien's (possibly temporary) acceptance of intergalactic marriage and exchanged rings. I'm sure they'll be happy together. They look exhausted, though! Poor guys, all that travelling between our planet and the alien's (they're still working on restoring the planet, you see) must be taking its toll on them.

"Mother."
"Hector."
"...."
".... So, you got married, huh? She pregnant?"
"No... *cough* but um... I think we want to be parents... soon... ish."

I could have hoped for a slightly warmer greeting with my brother and mother, but oh well! She probably wanted to be invited to the wedding.

At an appropriate hour, we agreed to hold the ceremony.

I am Mrs. Rommich Thobanob.

That's fantastic! It's perfect, absolutely perfect. I'm married, we're married. Rommich and I finally got married after years of me hoping, it finally happened. I love him so much, and he loves me! What could be better? He's my husband. Just saying that makes me smile.

It's a pity my mother couldn't stick around longer, but it was time for her to go to work. At least she got to stay for the ceremony.

Apparently love is in the air, today. It's good to see my brother and Pat together. They're so cute. I'm sure they'll be good parents, and probably sooner than my commitment phobe brother would like. I wonder how she ever coerced him down the aisle in the first place. Well, true love does conquer all. I wish them all the best, at any rate.

My  mother rushed home from work just after the wedding dinner.

"Mom, I have something to tell you. I was probed... voluntarily."
*Gulp*
"I have a daughter. Her name is Abbey."
"Oh! I thought you were going to say something else! When can I meet her? She's my first grandbaby, oh, I'm gonna spoil that girl rotten and give her back to you!"
"Uh... not until she's 13... heh, heh."
"I'm just gonna go ask Pat about that..."
"Just kidding!"
"Thought so."

Apparently the aliens used Zhiddezoe's genetic code to impregnate my brother and now I'm an aunt! They have some of the strangest technology. I don't think I'll ever totally understand their culture and species, but that's okay. Rommich can be a mystery that I might never quite figure out, I'll have fun trying anyway.

Any hard feelings over my mother missing out on Hector's life were easily dealt with by trouncing him in a few rounds of hopscotch. At least she's an easy woman to get back on your good side. That's quite the admirable quality if you ask me.

"So, we're both married, huh?"
"It would appear so."
"You're not really evil are you, Rom?"
"Nah, I was just trying to impress you to get close to your sister..."
"She was just a little girl at the time, you were a grown man...."
"Hey, I plan for the future, nothing wrong with that."

Hector and Rommich spent some guy time together, too, which was nice. It'd been so long since I'd seen them together, that I had kind of forgotten that they were best friends, and until quite recently roommates! Some memory I have! I hope they'll always be close. I know, I was never terribly close to Hector, but Pat and I did bond quite a bit during our mutual high school years and I'd hate to lose touch with their family, especially now since they're raising my niece and likely to have one or two more of their own. I can't wait to meet Abbey. I bet she's just adorable.

Speaking of kids, Rommich and I are agreed that we should have some, if we can. There's still the whole alien/sim thing, but hopefully we're genetically compatible.

Newly married,

Raquel Thobanob

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So the wedding!

I'm not usually too much into strings of photos with out text, but I really liked their wedding and didn't want to leave out the pictures!

It's funny, the romance that I really want to be writing write now is Hector and Pat's! So I kind of regret making Raquel the heir now... strange, huh? I was dreading Hector's Diary, so I switched it, but I kinda which I hadn't. Oh well! Too late now! It's okay, though because I am really attached to Raquel and Rommich, it's just that I'm much more familiar with the 'overcoming commitment issues' story theme.

So! Starlight shores is their destination! Thanks for all the participation in picking that! I was REALLY hoping that one won, so thanks, guys! It's perfect for my story plans.

EDIT: I'm really glad that I didn't go with Hector and Pat now, because the commitment issue thing is something I like to have well and good behind me! I hope you like the updates on the chapter. They are much more in line with how I wanted Raquel and Rommich to be feeling on their wedding day.