Vicki Batts Gloomy | Bookworm | Mean

✦✧✦ Vicki Batts ✦✧✦ Gloomy | Bookworm | Mean

"You disgust me. No, worse than that. You make me sick. Ugh, human flesh. So appalling."

Hi, @hauntedtrait!👋🏽 Here's a Sim I made for your Build-A-Vampire challenge! 🥹 Went for a bit of a 90s grunge look. Ended up with Icky Vicki.

1990s | Dark and Moody | Fantasy Colored Hair | Purple/Pink Eyes | Tattoos (istg she has the tattoos you just have to believe me 😭)

Jorlan found himself lagging behind, his attention momentarily drawn to a strange reading on his helmet's display. The massive gust of wind created by the creature knocked him off the path and sent him rolling down a slight incline hidden by the mist. The rocky terrain gave way to a forest unlike any he had ever seen. The mist here was denser, swirling around his legs like a living entity. The trees were tall and slender, their trunks glowing faintly with an ethereal light. The leaves were a mixture of deep greens and vibrant purples, shimmering as though imbued with some inner luminescence. Strange plants littered the forest floor, casting a soft, otherworldly glow that illuminated his surroundings. Jorlan slowly sat up, taking in his surroundings with a mixture of awe and caution. The air was thick with the scent of unfamiliar flora, a heady mix of sweet and earthy aromas. He reached for his equipment, ensuring his helmet and mask were still in place. His helmet's display flickered to life, showing him a wealth of data about the environment. The readings were unlike anything he had encountered before. As Jorlan carefully navigated through the forest, he noticed a structure looming in the distance. It appeared to be an ancient, intricately carved stone building, partially overgrown with vines and plants. Curiosity piqued and with no other apparent options, he decided to approach the structure. The ground beneath his feet was covered in strange vines, each one dotted with tiny tendrils that seemed to reach out towards him as he walked. They reacted to his presence, gently swaying and pulsing with light, as if acknowledging his arrival. Jorlan pulled out his pistol, holding it at the ready. As he drew closer to the structure, his attention was drawn to a large, purple plant bulb situated at the center of the dilapidated room. It stood about waist-high, its surface smooth and glossy. He approached with his pistol trained on it, his finger resting lightly on the trigger. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, a mix of fear and fascination driving him forward. As he got closer, the bulb began to shudder and slowly unfurl, revealing its hidden contents. To his surprise, the bulb opened to reveal a woman inside with skin a delicate shade of lavender. She was adorned with intricate patterns of vine-like lines that traced across her skin, and her eyes, a deep, mesmerizing orange, locked onto his with an intensity that made him freeze in place. Before he could react, a voice echoed in his mind, clear and melodic and Jorlan felt a strange sense of calm wash over him as he listened to her.

Edgewave... Are you ready?

Edgewave, are you ready????

I said ARE YOU READYYYYY??????

LET'S GOOOOOOOO!!

who says adventurers can't dress cute?

aka: "I spent almost three hours giving Zen new outfits and took 140 screenshots of them."

some much needed distraction