What really happened to Bella Goth
Hello everyone! As some of you know, I am currently re-creating TS2 Pleasantview. It all started where TS1 left off. I am almost caught up with all the events that happened in Pleasantview between TS1...
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Don woke up still feeling cold and uncomfortable, his head aching like it was going to bust right open. Where was he? He was laying on a mattress, in what appeared to be some kind of cell. There was only one barred door and two small windows made of thick glass. He was trapped. How long had he been there? How long had passed since his encounter with the creature. The thought of it sent a shiver down his spine.
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- "Hello, Don" - said a strangely familiar voice...his own!
He got up and moved closer to the door. What he saw left him speechless. Standing just outside his cell was someone who looked just like himself. A clone.
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-"Wh...What..Why...Who are you?!" - Don managed to say.
- "Well, I'm Don Lothario, you moron. Can't you see?!"
- "But.." - Don was speechless. He could not understand anything. What was going on?
- "Relax. You're not crazy just yet. My name is Hedelmöitysteknikko, and I am a Pollination Technician. Well, I used to be a Pollination Technician. I have now been demoted to Explorer Technician. I am here on an information-gathering mission for my home planet: Sixam. - Don's face showed clear signs of confusion, the alien went on. - "What is that you're feeling?" - the alien put his hands to his temples and for a moment Don thought he was going to die.
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- "I see"- the alien muttered - "You're afraid." - the alien laughed - "Don't. I come in peace. As I mentioned, I just need to gather some information about this planet. My mission is to infiltrate your society and see how so-called emotions work. I needed to take a human form so that others will interact freely with me.
Don felt calmer already. At least he was not going to die. Yet. "But why? why me? Ca..Can't you just take any other form? Look I have magazines in my house, we can look through..."- Don started to say.
- "I have been watching you for months. You are alone. You have no family. No real friends. No partner. No one really knows who you are. No one will notice. I cannot take chances you see..."
The alien was interrupted by a familiar sound. It was Don's doorbell. Don distinctly knew: he didn't think anyone else had a doorbell that played "La Cucaracha".
- "Wait, where are we?! That's my doorbell" - Don gasped
- "We are in your basement" - the alien stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
- "But I don't have a basement!!" - Don was confused again. Was he dreaming? His head ached."
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- "You do now. I told you. I have been watching you for months. While you were busy being the town's Don Juan, I built a basement under your house, with a secret entrance in your yard. I thought you would have found it eventually, so I hid this room behind a bookshelf. It appears it was not necessary after all, you were more stupid and self-centered than I initially thought. By the way, after this is over you owe me 50 grand. Basements really boost a house's value, you know?"
The doorbell rang again. "Now if you excuse me, I have to get that" - said the alien. And he left.
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Upstairs, waiting at the door was a black-haired woman dressed in red: Bella Goth.
- "Where were you? I have been waiting here forever!"- was the first thing that Bella said to Don - " If we want to win this dance competition, we really need to get down to work."
- "Hi, Bella" - said Don. After watching him for so long, the alien had come to know all of Don's acquaintances. Bella Goth was Don's latest prey. Or so thought Don. They had meet at their latin dance club and Don decided to pair with her for the upcoming competition in order to have a chance to "know" her better. But Bella had proven to be immune to Don's charms so far.
Knowing Don's ways, and in order not to raise any suspicions, the alien replied: "I'm sorry, bellísima. No one should make a beautiful woman like you wait like this. Let me fix you a drink to make up for it. My new home bar just arrived yesterday. It's in the deck upstairs."
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"Why didn't I say no?" Bella thought as Don was preparing her drink. She just wanted to practice the stupid dance and go home to her children. But there was something about Don that made it impossible to say no. So there she was. Waiting for Don to finish preparing her cosmopolitan. He was particularly pushy this afternoon, throwing flirtatious jokes at Bella and flashing her constant grins. She was starting to feel uncomfortable.
- "If you would excuse me. I need to use your restroom." - said Bella at last. She just needed a break from him. Had he always been such an idiot?
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As Bella was washing her hands, she heard a muffled scream coming from the floor beneath. Was she not on the ground floor? She never knew these houses had a basement. She was about to leave it at that when she head a loud thump, followed but some banging. It was definitely coming from beneath.
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Bella decided to investigate. She had no desire to go back upstairs with the lothario and any excuse would have done. The house was rather small - at least to Bella's standards - and soon enough she had searched the entire ground floor, without finding any way down to the basement. "Perhaps a raccoon got into the foundation"- Bella thought. It had happened to her once, a long time ago, when Cassandra was still a child. She went outside and soon enough she found a stairway behind some bushes. She could still hear the thumping noises. "Something is not quite right here..." she thought. But still, curiosity got the best of her and she decided to go downstairs".
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Nothing. Just boxes and...oranges. Lots of oranges. Why would Don want so many oranges? Perhaps he was running some kind of shady business from here...As Bella was checking the boxes, something else got her attention. There was a light coming from behind the library.
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- "Hello, Don" - said a strangely familiar voice...his own!
He got up and moved closer to the door. What he saw left him speechless. Standing just outside his cell was someone who looked just like himself. A clone.
http://s8.postimg.org/3vfdk3a4l/04_02_16_3_56_10_PM.png
-"Wh...What..Why...Who are you?!" - Don managed to say.
- "Well, I'm Don Lothario, you moron. Can't you see?!"
- "But.." - Don was speechless. He could not understand anything. What was going on?
- "Relax. You're not crazy just yet. My name is Hedelmöitysteknikko, and I am a Pollination Technician. Well, I used to be a Pollination Technician. I have now been demoted to Explorer Technician. I am here on an information-gathering mission for my home planet: Sixam. - Don's face showed clear signs of confusion, the alien went on. - "What is that you're feeling?" - the alien put his hands to his temples and for a moment Don thought he was going to die.
http://s22.postimg.org/e3io9lsip/04_02_16_4_19_25_PM.png
- "I see"- the alien muttered - "You're afraid." - the alien laughed - "Don't. I come in peace. As I mentioned, I just need to gather some information about this planet. My mission is to infiltrate your society and see how so-called emotions work. I needed to take a human form so that others will interact freely with me.
Don felt calmer already. At least he was not going to die. Yet. "But why? why me? Ca..Can't you just take any other form? Look I have magazines in my house, we can look through..."- Don started to say.
- "I have been watching you for months. You are alone. You have no family. No real friends. No partner. No one really knows who you are. No one will notice. I cannot take chances you see..."
The alien was interrupted by a familiar sound. It was Don's doorbell. Don distinctly knew: he didn't think anyone else had a doorbell that played "La Cucaracha".
- "Wait, where are we?! That's my doorbell" - Don gasped
- "We are in your basement" - the alien stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
- "But I don't have a basement!!" - Don was confused again. Was he dreaming? His head ached."
http://s16.postimg.org/6eungpz9h/04_02_16_4_38_57_PM.png
- "You do now. I told you. I have been watching you for months. While you were busy being the town's Don Juan, I built a basement under your house, with a secret entrance in your yard. I thought you would have found it eventually, so I hid this room behind a bookshelf. It appears it was not necessary after all, you were more stupid and self-centered than I initially thought. By the way, after this is over you owe me 50 grand. Basements really boost a house's value, you know?"
The doorbell rang again. "Now if you excuse me, I have to get that" - said the alien. And he left.
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Upstairs, waiting at the door was a black-haired woman dressed in red: Bella Goth.
- "Where were you? I have been waiting here forever!"- was the first thing that Bella said to Don - " If we want to win this dance competition, we really need to get down to work."
- "Hi, Bella" - said Don. After watching him for so long, the alien had come to know all of Don's acquaintances. Bella Goth was Don's latest prey. Or so thought Don. They had meet at their latin dance club and Don decided to pair with her for the upcoming competition in order to have a chance to "know" her better. But Bella had proven to be immune to Don's charms so far.
Knowing Don's ways, and in order not to raise any suspicions, the alien replied: "I'm sorry, bellísima. No one should make a beautiful woman like you wait like this. Let me fix you a drink to make up for it. My new home bar just arrived yesterday. It's in the deck upstairs."
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"Why didn't I say no?" Bella thought as Don was preparing her drink. She just wanted to practice the stupid dance and go home to her children. But there was something about Don that made it impossible to say no. So there she was. Waiting for Don to finish preparing her cosmopolitan. He was particularly pushy this afternoon, throwing flirtatious jokes at Bella and flashing her constant grins. She was starting to feel uncomfortable.
- "If you would excuse me. I need to use your restroom." - said Bella at last. She just needed a break from him. Had he always been such an idiot?
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As Bella was washing her hands, she heard a muffled scream coming from the floor beneath. Was she not on the ground floor? She never knew these houses had a basement. She was about to leave it at that when she head a loud thump, followed but some banging. It was definitely coming from beneath.
http://s9.postimg.org/3jt3k0gfz/04_02_16_5_18_48_PM.png
Bella decided to investigate. She had no desire to go back upstairs with the lothario and any excuse would have done. The house was rather small - at least to Bella's standards - and soon enough she had searched the entire ground floor, without finding any way down to the basement. "Perhaps a raccoon got into the foundation"- Bella thought. It had happened to her once, a long time ago, when Cassandra was still a child. She went outside and soon enough she found a stairway behind some bushes. She could still hear the thumping noises. "Something is not quite right here..." she thought. But still, curiosity got the best of her and she decided to go downstairs".
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Nothing. Just boxes and...oranges. Lots of oranges. Why would Don want so many oranges? Perhaps he was running some kind of shady business from here...As Bella was checking the boxes, something else got her attention. There was a light coming from behind the library.
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