Fanon:Charlene Titus (A.K.A: Char)

Fanon: Charlene Titus (A.k.a: Char)(Sims Bustin' Out version)

Biography: Even as she spent her days coloring and listening to music at the same time throughout childhood, Charlene's (or Char's) mother often nagged at her to get her head out of the clouds. Knowing it was her current hobby Char often ignored her and did as she pleased. Now grown up and Artistic as well as Charismatic and Muscular Char is one of the most popular and best women in the world of The Sims Bustin' Out, living it large. A new template has been created: Char's husband, Peter, who is a recreation of the original Peter Tutti.

Background Story: Part 1: Gangster Career

Not knowing what to do as an adult for her career Charlene's mother forced her to move out as something, but what her mother didn't really know is that she took a job as a Vandal in the Gangster career. Once moved out and living with her new roommate Dudley Landgraab Char found herself reading more mechanics than being creative. Her roommate wasn't much help to her, but he was polite and supportive after she did what he wanted her to do for him: clean his trailer. Each night she stayed the more she dreaded of getting out of there so she could move on. During one night as she was asleep something came to her and she randomly woke up and then complained like everyone else for no reason, made breakfast for her and Dudley, ate and then went on with what she needed to get by his place. It took some time and was worth missing work that day but she got it through and was ready to go then next day afternoon. But before she left she straightened the house, added an item he lost because of his dad, and as a result Dudley paid her a compliment just before she left. Deep inside she knew he loved her, but in reality to her life she knew she had to find another man. But where?

After moving on to Toane's Gym she found herself pumping more iron than reading mechanics at least. She then got to working with creativity after needing to purchase an easel for a start. Not only was working late fun but she accidentally stole her boss's limo the next promotion and became the eye of crime. "It's only a job." She told herself one night as she made dinner for her friends as they were pumping iron, as always. And yet she still managed to have fun throughout the tireless workouts and seldom studying of mechanics. The following night after she got promoted she went to a party Dudley was having as Max and Goldie had nagged her about. "This is a party? No way." She thought when she arrived. The place was silent as lights were on but by the looks no one was home until Dudley appeared from outback. As always he greeted her with "Dude". "Just in time I guess." She thought as she greeted him with a hug. "You're just in time for the party. We're gonna be the two most popular sims in town!" he said as he let go. "The most popular?" Char asked herself as she stepped back. Then it reeled through her mind like an endless song as it played over and over again. She did speak with the guests but not all of them were up to chatting because of stubbornness and lack of appetite. But she did become friends with a man who is to be two lots down from her current position on her career ladder: Chase Skurtz. As he admitted to being a hippie his expressive and social life made it even easier for her to talk to him and take the listing of people to four. Sadly, Chase was her only friend at that party, other than almost becoming friends with another man who's the next house up the ladder: Randy Hart. But hugging Chase goodbye Char left and made way to her next location after leaving both houses, Casa Caliente.

When she arrived at Casa the first thing she experienced was Malcolm's ignorant return.Yelling for him to stop stealing the Love equipment anger flared in her eyes as Malcolm had no idea he was stealing right in front of a Gangster. After he left her mere friend Randy and other "friend" Paisley Rainbow got into a startling panic. "They need it. That's what this place is for. But surely the bed will have to wait. I can get the tub back in no time." Char told herself as the residents invited her in. Once inside she upgraded the place and began to push herself at the weights until she was exhausted. Knowing becoming friends with these two love-birds was important, Charlene woke up the next morning and was friends with Randy in no time. But with her job in her hands she had not much time to talk to Paisley before her bus arrived. "This is only a matter of time." She told herself as she lifted. Getting what she needed in just the nick of time she quit and changed for work, bringing herself a promotion closer to becoming an Arsonist. Once she got back home the first thing she did was became friends with Paisley. She then told Charlene to visit Free Street where the "Freebies" are. "I figured Chase would do... but I guess not." Char thought as she got in her car (which is a Dude Buggy). Once she left all she could think of was which man was her true one. She then remembered Paisley telling her about a few bachelors at Free Street 3, whereas the boys at 2 had other things on their minds. When she arrived at the third house in Free Street she saw a couple long dark red-haired men with sports shades on while hanging outside talking with Free Street 2 men as they looked like fashion stars. She swore she heard the one man say something flirty. But getting out anyhow she met her true love's eyes as he walked out of his house with brilliant long black hair glittering in the setting sun. She was glad Paisley had sent her here. "I think I found my man here." She thought as she walked up to him. The man eyed eyes on her as a smile formed on his lips, bright green eyes dancing from behind sunglasses. He then greeted her and introduced himself to her. "Peter... Tutti?" Charlene asked herself. "But this is the Predator household." She thought as she talked with him. He then admitted to moving in with them. "Beautiful face." Char thought, wondering if he had plastic surgery to get his beautiful features. Is he one of them?- a fashion star? She was already in love with him by midnight while two of the three remaining Tutti brothers were hanging out. Charlene had kissed Peter goodbye and left, leaving him with a pounding heart and a strong prediction in his future. Char never felt so relieved. When she arrived Paisley was at her heels, hoping she found her soul mate. She stared into her eyes and smiled, Paisley giving her a hug. In the sim language she said, "I knew you could find the right one within a couple nights." Char believed her friend with every ounce, knowing sometime she and Peter were going to be married. As she lay in bed that night she couldn't keep her mind off of him. Especially the looks in his eyes. That perfect shade of green... the beauty of his long black hair and masculine details. She never pictured better, nor dreampt of anyone else. Not even Chase (until five in the morning). When she woke up at seven she got a move on with her workouts and then went to work, continuing the process until she had everything needed five days later. When she got promoted to Arsonist she didn't move to her next destination right off the bat; she instantly invited Peter over and she had the other two get dinner made as she prepped the house. Once he arrived, she instantly greeted him and invited him over for dinner. After they ate she gave him time to himself as she waited in the living room with smooth jazz playing, humming to herself. When he arrived in the living room about ten minutes later he joined her on the couch and the two began to watch TV, enjoying the evening. Char couldn't keep her enthusiasm down so after a few hours of watching TV she got up and began to interact with Peter, proving to him she loves him. Holding him in her arms she kissed him and said, "I've had a lovely night with you." Peter said, "So have I. Maybe tomorrow?" She shook her head and let go, getting down on one knee. "What are you doing?" Peter asked gently. She popped the question as she proposed with a ring she's held the entire time. Peter's eyes danced as he thought for several moments, imagining his future with her. Accepting the ring, Peter Tutti became Charlene Titus's husband just before midnight.

Arriving at Pixel Acres, home of her friend Chase and his friend Ying, Charlene was angered once again at Malcolm's return as her unemployed husband stood beside the mailbox, spooked and most likely annoyed at the same time. Charlene watched Malcolm steal the only actual entertainment the Hippies owned: spa, ping-pong table, and their tether ball. Using sign language as he left the property she growled as Chase begged for help. "I'm sure there's an easier way of how to help you with this one." she said to him as he invited them in. "But freedom is what we got by. Not by that degenerate." he said, still shaken. She hugged and consoled him, but Peter raised his eyebrows. He was just about to go off until his wife informed him that he's only a friend and she's only trying to help. He accepts and calms down, deciding he wants to talk to Chase. Char then began to help improve the place. It took time, space, and funds but the start of the new entertainment house was a life-saver to the peaceful property. "I love the set-up. It really goes with the forest." Ying thanked in the sim language as Char made dinner. "It's my pleasure. It's not much but over time I will come back and help improve this place and let others, including that stupid degenerate know what this place is all about." She said as she cooked. "But what do you think will help us free people and get Malcolm arrested without asking anyone?" Chase asked as he walked in the new entertainment house. "I think I know somebody who has it but I'm not sure. I'm not that far in my career yet." she sighed, serving. He sighed as Peter followed behind, drawn in from the scent of the casserole. Chase took a plate and said, "Whatever it takes, just take your time." She nodded and promised she'll do everything she can. As she went on with her job and working at the pace of getting what she needed for it the Hippies kept her spirit alive as Peter kept the area clean as he continues to be unemployed. But Ying still stayed at her heels. "Ying,-" she began one day as she had one last friend to get; she was exhausted from getting her last body skill and two extra friends. "I'm trying everything I can. You already got the new BroilBastard out front, but the easiest way of doing this is having something musical. Something full of spirit. Something full of-" Ying cut her off. "Something full of culture and freedom." she finished. "Yeah." Charlene agreed. "But first: you need to tell somebody Chase's secret. It's going to help. But who?" Ying said, suddenly head down for a moment. She then lifted it, clueless. "Take your time figuring that out." She said, walking over to one of the beds. She changed into her pj's and went to bed. She then woke up and yelled at one of the men for leaving the TV on. Peter was in the room painting at an easel in a corner, applying his last brush stroke. He sold the painting and walked over, shutting the TV off. Ying scowled at him anyhow as she went back to bed. He furrowed his eyebrows for a moment before returning to the easel. After her last friend was made Char went to bed as Chase was already in the one she chose, sleeping silently. She knew Peter wouldn't mind. The next day after she came home from work she got promoted and gave her friends a last minute item before leaving; tether ball. "Thanks for everything. Remember you're always welcome here." Chase said he hugged her goodbye while Peter was in another room. "Thanks, Man. I'll see you." She said, letting go. She then left, leaving to go to the home of the degenerate sim everyone hates: Malcolm Landgraab.

When she arrived her mother appeared and yelled, giving Malcolm sign language. Malcolm stood there, appearing to not hear anything. She ran up to him and sissy-fought him, scaring him off. He vowed revenge at the same time. Charlene's mother chased him off, leaving the mansion to her daughter and son-in-law. "We're here. Let's make ourselves at home." Char thought, walking to the BACKSIDE of the mansion. She then went bed, not caring about whether or not Malcolm slept in it or not. Peter went to water the palm plants, followed by a dip in the pool before doing things else. Around seven in the morning Charlene did a quick upgrade on the place and putting up fencing around the Simoleon Temple out front to protect it before taking the remaining hour of being home to work on creativity for awhile before leaving for work. And yet, bragging to and showing up for her boss is the only thing she did every day until she and Peter had their first child: a girl named Scott. "Yet you're promotion-ready tomorrow." He said as he was feeding his new daughter. "Yep. All those body and creativity skills are completed." She agreed, watching. "Go lie down. I'll watch her." she offered as soon as her new daughter was placed back in the cradle. "Alright." Peter said, going for the couch. He arrived to it and lied down, going to sleep. He eventually woke up and complained because of the TV, as always. He turned it off and then went back to sleep. Char sighed with a smile and went to the nearest chess set near her daughter's cradle, building the low skills. When exhaustion creeped over her she quit at four logic skills and she and Peter traded places; the baby was awake. Peter went to her aid as her mother went to sleep on the couch while in the arms of her father. Char could hear her husband singing to their daughter. After he was done a short time later she heard him sit at the chess set and play at it as his wife and baby slept. The night was peaceful as it persued on, nothing being heard but the waves outback along the beach. It was around seven when Char woke up. Breakfast was already made and her husband had already ate so he could aid his daughter in less time. She didn't mind it one bit; it was a goal and parenthood was a hassle every six to seven hours. After she ate and left for work Peter aided his daugher and cleaned up breakfast after deciding to eat again. He then watered the palm plants before going to play chess. He quit an hour before Char returned home from work. When she did and walked in through the front doors to make something her daughter began to cry and she went to her instead as Peter was on his way. "I'll just make dinner while you're taking care of her." he offered, going to the kitchen. She nodded as she was feeding her. After both was taken care of Char and Peter ate, cleaned up, and went on with the evening. Char went to play chess as her husband decided he wanted to call it a night; he finally went to bed. Char got two more skill points, taking her to six by three in the morning. She then quit and aided her daughter before going to bed. Peter woke up two hours later. After early morning chores were done and breakfast was made, Char woke up and joined her husband for breakfast before leaving for work. A few days later her baby was at last a child and Scott spent the rest of the day studying for school before leaving for Prep School. Her parents never seemed so proud. Afterwards when Charlene arrived home from work she switched to the Jock career and left the mansion.

Background Story: Part 2: Jock Career

When she moved back to Dudley's Trailer the guests from the party long ago was still there. "Okay. That's odd." Char said to Peter as he stood there, listening to coyotes. "Dude, you're back!" Dudley called as guests hung around. "Yeah." Char thought as she went inside the trailer. "S'up." Peter called in the sim language as he walked in. The party guests greeted him with loud call-outs as they were playing on the Hellagrapghix console. Char went and made dinner to keep them there. Some were pulling fingers and grossing each other out just to keep the party alive, but Dudley wanted to put an end to it. But he eventually lost. Once dinner was served everyone began to eat Char's better cooking before fighting over the restroom. Char and Peter decided they could manage. "I'll just play chess." Peter told Char as she waited. "Same here." She agreed, joining him. As they played their game the other guests were making a fuss in Dudley's only bathroom. One accidentally made a mess, causing him to leave at last. "Get a shower!" Dudley hollered as he walked to his outdoor patio. The sim didn't reply. But the others were. "Maybe he should have had two bathrooms." Peter said, taking his turn. "Yeah, really." Char agreed, watching his move. She made hers and beat him, laughing like a witch. Peter made a wince-like noise. But they started another round until the guests had at left four hours later. "Finally." Dudley said as he went for the bathroom after dancing at the boombox in the kitchen. "As usual." agreed the husband and wife. Once that game was done they decided to take turns until they were finished. Of course Dudley threw a fit each time he got walked in on. "FINALLY!" Dudely yelled once the bathroom was finally open for his use. Char and her husband began to silently laugh to themselves as the current resident was coughing at the same time. "Open a window then." Peter muttered as he sat down in a chair. "Yeah really." Char agreed, deciding to clean up. Once the place was cleaned a short time later Char went to sleep in the big bedroom as Peter played more chess, bringing his skill to eight by three in the morning. Feeling drowsy but bored from being home all the time he decided to get the same career as his wife so he has something to do and something to make. He then went to bed until his wife woke up around seven. When they left for work and returned they both were promoted, but Peter had a couple skills to get before he was next. Char went and made lunch in the time being. Afterwards after Peter quickly got his two needed body skills, he ate and then went to bed, exhausted. Char cleaned up and left whatever was left on the counter. She returned to the chess table and was fiished at nine logic skills by ten at night. A couple days later they were promoted after Peter got all of his recommended body skills taken care of. Char gave Dudley anything he still didn't have back yet: such as his air hockey table. He hugged her goodbye as they were still friends and Char left.

Arriving back at Toane's Gym Goldie and her brother welcomed Char back and complimented her on her fitness. "I bet I got there before you did." Char teased as she went to make dinner. As she did so Peter went to pump iron for a few hours before deciding to use the treadmill as an excuse to a faster workout. When dinner was over Goldie began to help Char plan the gym's opening for tomorrow afternoon after they got home from work. "Best be plenty of food and music." Char suggested as the restrooms needed remodeling. "But the restrooms?" Goldie asked. "Two more toilets and stalls will be added soon. Don't worry." Char said, going for the chess set. "You really play chess." Goldie scowled, going for the weights. "Yeah..." Char muttered, deciding to use the weights to get Goldie off her back. She was even satisfied. After lifting for four hours straight Char put down the weights and called it a night. Peter was off the equipment an hour before and gave Max a towelsnap as Char walked by them. Max laughed and went with it, but when he got Peter back Peter yelled and just went to bed without a word; he was in a slight bad mood. The next morning around six when things were alright and Peter's mood was better Char made breakfast for everyone and they ate. The work bus for all of them appeared and they went to work in good moods, Char and Peter getting promoted. "Maybe we should have the party after Peter and I get promoted again." Char suggested to Goldie as she made dinner. "And how long will that take?" She sassed; she was uncomforable after awhile. "As long as Peter pumps iron we'll be closer." Char answered, cooking the meal. "Excuses." Goldie scowled. "Oh hush. Dinner will be ready soon." Char scowled, finishing a minute later. She then served the meal and everyone drew to it. After they ate Peter drank some coffee before returning to his work outs as Char hit the treadmill for the fun of it. Goldie went to bed as Max left the gym. After a couple more days of being at the gym Char and Peter were both promoted and the party was on. "Hi. Welcome to Toane's Gym." Char often said as other things were being taken care of. The five main guests came through, but certain ones like her friends Chase and Woody Tutti weren't there. But Randy was. She invited those two over and got them signed up once they arrived. "That's three." She said as the others were having fun. Peter was working out once he finished eating. Noticing her mother was there, Char walked over to her and chatted until she was friends with her. "You want to join the gym?" Char asked. Her mother nodded and signed the membership. "This place is great." She smiled, soon walking off. Char smiled in relief, glad to have those meatheads off her back. She then announced she was leaving as Peter was lifting weights. "Way-what?" He called. But his wife was already gone.

At Club Rubb Malcolm showed up yelling as always. Char wanted so desperatedly to have him arrested, but that had to happen at Pixel Acres. She never forgot about that peaceful place and her promise for them. Once Malcolm left in such a hurry in which he appeared to about fall over Char got into action with heroism as Peter went to do his own thing. After awhile there were two new bedrooms, refurbished restroom, proper indoor kitchen, and two new bathrooms inside the new bedrooms. The place actually appeared as a night club. The current owners, Bing and Mona, were relieved for better sleeping and bathing conditions, but the dance floor was still awaiting. "We'll get it once we're  promoted twice." Char promised, going for a shower. "Whenever that is." Mona sneered, going to DJ. "Hey, our hands are tied. So chill." Peter hissed as he decided to go for the weights placed in the main room. Bing turned his way, wondering if he was just told what to do. But he ignored fighting the command and went to make lunch as though nothing happened. The next day after everyone arrived home from work, Peter returned to his workouts as his wife was promoted ahead. She went to work on charisma while the other two did their thing. Once she finished she went to become friends with the two before calling it an evening. And when she was five hours later due to good moods, she went to sleep. Peter at last had his recommended body skill and joined his wife as she slept. Alas, they could somewhat hear the DJ Booth in the Night Club. When they woke up the next morning close to seven Char made breakfast as Peter cleaned up after last night as the owners were asleep in their bedroom; Bing ended up missing work due to staying up all night. Mona's bus would arrive within five hours so she had time. But Char's and Peter's in just three. As they stood in the club eating breakfast Char said, "Apparently they had a wild night." Peter said after swallowing, "It appears to be. Bing missed his bus as I was walking in here." They finished up and put their dishes in the dishwasher, relaxing for the time being. They sat down in chairs and then got up, changing into their uniforms and leaving. A couple hours later Mona got up, complained, got dressed, and left for work, leaving Bing alone. When he woke up around one he got up and went to make lunch as his friends would be home by three. Girlfriend by five. As he was serving it Char and Peter's bus arrived; they were home. Peter was promoted and so was his wife. "Yeah, well I'm going to be doing more body building. *Sigh*" Peter sighed. Char consoled him with a hug and they walked in the night club, going to eat. Once they did Peter went to work out and Char went to Dj. After work the next day Char visited the gym and preformed the recommended three triple flips the "meatheads" bragged about. "Unflippin' beliveable." Max sighed as he was looking at the floor, head down and hand against forehead. "That's what I'm talking about." Char bragged, leaving while cackling an evil laugh. "But how-?" Goldie was cut off once the door shut. Char walked over to her vehicle and got in, the loud engine rattling the night. When she arrived home to the night club everyone was either relaxing or dancing to the DJ booth as the dancde floor has not been yet returned to the club. "You got game!" Mona hollered as Char walked in through the front doors. "Who's the dominator now?" She asked, acting popular. Peter eyes his wife, unable to say anything from laughing too hard; her bragging made him laugh. "no answer." said the club owners. "Uh, more for me." Char muttered, going to the fridge. She then began make dinner as the other three were doing their thing. After Peter got promoted to Char's level in their career Char decided to get the dance floor and have the Ultimate DJ Dance Party. Only one sim from Free Street: Woody. The others from moveable areas showed up and began to chow down at the dinner plates as the current residents continued to set the place up. "Alright, people...-" Char hollered as the others finished eating. They looked at her as they were laughing. "Get ready to rock this place!" Char finished, going tover to the DJ booth. She began to scratch at level ten as they guests were cleaning up. Peter went over to the dance floor and began to dance, inviting over the guests. They began to join as Char DJ'ed, having fun. The lights flashed and went wild as Bing turned on the sonic light show, more light at it. Mona joined and everything went haywild. Some of the guests were crowding into the restrooms, but Peter hollered Club Rubb's the bomb. Others who stayed agreed. When the police showed up Char instantly quit scratching and called Peter, letting him know she's leaving. He nodded and left when she did.

When they arrived at Tinsel Bluffs, home of the movie stars, Malcolm showed up and began to make a fuss at Humphrey for blowing the previous movie. BUT OF COURSE he threatened to cancel his contract if he didn't get a new star. He stole a well-needed microphone and something else before leaving. Char gave him the finger as he ran by her. After that was over with Fanny, Hunphrey's partner in movies, begged for help as the others had. "That'll take time, guys. And plus that will work better once I'm in the Movie career anyhow." Char said, sounding exhausted. She went to bed as Peter and Humphrey began to interact. "You going to help us or what?" Fanny sneered as she went to the espresso machine. "Fanny she's asleep." Peter said, overhearing. She sneered and drank. When Char at last woke up around five in the morning she began to upgrade the place to shut up the owners and get her peace of mind. But eventually the owners began to brag about them being ont top of the world. They even brought up something about a movie script. Char actually had to yell at them to shut up about it. But they ignored her. When she and Peter got home from work and were promoted the same day three hours before the movie stars Char instantly left to go to the gym and beat up the owners for putting a damper on Fanny's and Humphrey's career. "-All it takes is a hot body." Max bragged as Char walked up to him. She then got in the fight with him and won, clapping off the "dust". Max was groaning from the pain. Char smirked and then left. When she arrived back at the "castle" Peter was still waiting for her there. Luckily the owners weren't home yet. "Now where?" he asked as he stood there. "The club. I'll be back when I can." Char promised, leaving again. She arrived minutes later as the party was still going on. The cop was still hanging around as she might have froze when Char left. But things were fine; nothing out of place. She walked in and went over to the pool room where the red pool table was silently sitting. She grabbed a stick and began to play. Bing joined after the cop left. He watched her moves each time she played, but she kicked his booty, laughing. "I'm the loser this time." He sighed, staring at the floor. "Maybe next time, Bing." Char cooed, not being sassy this time. She then left as she got the ability to visit a lab somewhere in a wasteland. Arriving Peter was staring at a newspaper as he was waiting for her return. "You beat him at his own game- nah don't continue." He said, soon chuckling. "I still have to go to... Shiny Things Lab." His wife informed slowly. "Babe, that'll be the third house tonite. Rest." Peter said, throwing away the paper. "No, Hun. It's tonight. That way they'll be done and over with." She disagreed, leaving again. Peter sighed in frustration. "This area's weird." Char said as she was driving through the hot deserts. She finally came to the looks of a dump when she arrived. But there were boxwood shrubs and plants around the lot. She didn't so sure. But getting out she went inside and sat on a stool to collect her thoughts and get comfort... bored at the same time. But she got up ten minutes later and went to find the movie script Fanny was telling her about. She then found the brain tank in the far corner. It didn't appear to be any use until it began to "tell" her the script. She stood there for several minutes, listening to it and getting interested. About a half hour later after the first ten she had it sold. She then pulled a burn on the brain and left, laughing because it never thought about that. When she arrived back home to Peter he was in the house, making dinner. "Was the script good?" he asked, stiring the meal. "It was pretty good. Too bad the brain couldn't see it or nor the amount of money it made." his wife chuckled, joining him in the kitchen. "Should've been a movie star." He laughed, serving it. The smell was amazing and appeared to have time taken to be put in it. As they ate and talked quietly they could hear the obnoxious sounds coming from SimCity (or by appearances: Hollywood or Los Angeles). Hundreds of people down there were blaring horns at each other that night. "You need to do any skills, Love?" Char asked her husband as she was cleaning up. "No I was building when you were out the first time, but played sneaky." He answered, going to the bathroom. Char chuckled and went for the master bath, going for a bath. She prepared it and got in. Peter finished up and took a quick shower, getting rid of sweat. Once he finished he went to bed, followed by his wife a half hour later. When they awoke the next morning around seven Peter went to do some more working out just to be safe; it turned out to be he wasn't quite finished with his ninth skill. Char made breakfast and he joined once he was finished right after she served it. "Weren't done yet?" Char teased, eating. "Nah." He said, eating. She chuckled and they ate in silence. When they finished the bus arrived and they got a move on and left. Once home around three Char pulled a prank on the owners and visited Pixel Acres to work on her friendship with the Hippies. "I'm so glad you came." Chase said he was getting off a bench. Char hugged him in greeting. "How you doing?" She asked gently in his ear; she wasn't being romantic. "I'm well." He answered, letting her go. She smiled and went to hug Ying in greeting before dinner there was made. "You want to join us, Char?" Ying asked, setting the table. She thought for a moment, then saying, "Sure. I'll be able to digest." She then ate with them. She forgot how remarkable their cooking was, as well as forgetting about them being Transcadentallists. She then told them where she's currently at and why she planned the visit. Chase laughed. "Them movie stars can be very annoying." He said, putting his fork down. He got up and went to the easel. Ying and Char finished a little later. "I'll get it." Char offered, cleaning up. "Thank you, Char." Ying thanked. Char smiled and put the plates in the indoor dishwasher, glad she paid a visit. She then played a game with Ying before Chase arrived from finishing his painting. The three played for awhile before Char had to get going. She hugged them goodbye and left as it was way after EIGHT at night. Arriving to Tinsel Bluffs at nine at night Peter was in the main room, waiting for her. "Decided to have fun without me?" He teased, not angry. "Just don't want them nut-jobs here." She explained, going to make dinner; Peter forgot. He sat on a yellow sofa and napped for awhile until dinner was ready. He woke up to the scent of the pasta and joined his wife as she made enough for the two of them. She bet the others were annoyed from being at work two days in a row. "Well Fanny shouldn't worry about the script." Char said as she ate. "Man, Humphrey was on my back on that." Peter sighed, sounding agitated while eating. His wife chuckled and they finished a half hour later. Peter went to the treadmill as Char cleaned up, soon going for the weights as an excuse for her boredom. "Figured you'd join." Peter teased, running at his max. Char didn't say anything; she loved watching her husband work out. She knows he'll be like her someday; famous and the best of the best. He certainly is the handsomest man she's ever layed eyes on. Well, so is Chase. His caramel skin seems to get to her when he's in her view. And his dark green eyes...- they're the dark pine in hers when she's feeling at ease and having fun. And his features?... they're- wait!? Why's she thinking of Chase? He ain't her husband, only a handsome friend that she can think of at the right time. But now's not; she's working out. Even half the time at night she dreams of him. But why? After they got their promotions the next day they got out of there, moving back to the birthplace of their first child.

"Ah... paradise." Char said as she walked in with her husband. "Our time." He said, feeling a bit romantic. "Calm down, Tiger." She teased, going to clean up plates that were long ago left behind. Peter cusses for no reason as he goes to the treadmill, hoping to complete his final skill. It took him until nine at night to. Char was already on the couch sleeping, listening to the waves out back. Peter walked into the kitchen, grabbed a plate of fresh food, and went to eat. He finished by ten-thirty and cleaned up, sleeping on another couch so-forth. The next morning around five as they were well rested they got up and Char made breakfast as Peter was in another room. He then took a quick bath before eating. After Char did the phone rang and she answered it, being offered a baby. She denied and explained why, the people understanding. They hung up with her and Char went for a quick bath, refreshening. Peter was already finished by then. He went to eat and was finished by the time Char was done with her bath. Once both were ready the bus arrived and they changed for work, leaving. They were promoted when they returned.

Background story: Part 3: Vast majority of the other careers

Char lost count of the days and friends as Peter became friends with them in order to stay. They both ran through the same careers to prevent loss of count on the career board. Char finished off careers with Dudley in two months and started careers with Mimi, his sister, with Counter Culture. She was annoyed by the deserts she went to, but was relieved she could help The Octagon, including Casa Caliente. Octagon Missions-especially by shutting down hackers and punishing the anti-war protestors and eliminatng Senator Landgraab by trapping him in an enclosed room with a crying baby. Of course General and the others took turns caring for Char's second daughter, Scott. But what was the inconvenience of messing with Goth Manor? Char never got that. But what made her most relieved was getting the Tesla Coil at the Lab. It made hers and Peter's mechanical fly. Of course that's science being introduced. It was rather easy for Char to become friends with everyone for a short period of time until Peter stepped in and helped. And returning all of the love equipment back to Casa was a major help to the love shack. But staying there in Counter Culture while Peter was in Gangster not only got it back but Char chose various guys to score with such as Woody or Chase as the first guy and Peter the next. She eventually learned "Kiss Romantically". And at Pixel Acres: Chase had other things to do like hit on Char and make love to her when her husband wasn't around. Sometimes they ended up missing work due to over-sleeping and had to clean the place as a punishment.Then at the lab where things gotexperiemental and crafty. "We can't leave your list unless something wrong goes on." Makino, who's from Shiny Things Lab, had said while eating. Then her partner Vauhgn said something so complicated that Peter had more trouble understanding at first, until he learned it was from the Tesla Coil, in which he had some form of fun using. And making rocket knomes and putting on a show with them? Big deal. But hypnotizing a bunch of artists that think they're better? "Not my kind of thinking. I love art. It's much better than what them eggheads do now-a-days." Char thought as she went to do her duty of that. But alas, she seemed to have the worst of the difficulty; visiting other people and taking things, attacking, and preventing things. It seemed as though she were in a portal; nothing made sense. But it was life. And tearing down and completely redoing Studio 8 was another thing. "Why wasn't the place acttractive from the start?" Char wondered as she did the plans. There was the answer: it was mainly a warehouse. But what was helpful to Pixel Acres was that as soon as Char got the Simphony Synthesizer during the movie star career, she moved out of Goth Manor for awhile and moved to Pixel Acres. "You got what's needed?" Chase asked as Ying was making dinner. "Yep. And it's coming shortly." Char grinned. Chase threw his arms around her, giving her something while Peter wasn't there; a French kiss. "Holy-" Char thought. Luckily Ying was also in the entertainment house. Chase let go, apologized, and walked off, wondering why he did that. Char snickered in response as the Synthesizer was placed. "I have to go. I'll be back." She informed. The others nodded as they heard. Char left and went back to Goth Manor, playing on the organ as it has a "problem". "There's the problem." Char thought, getting the Pixel Booty song. "You fix it?" asked Mortimer, owner of Goth Manor. "Yeah. You didn't have the top song." She answered,  getting up. He nodded and she left, going back to Pixel Acres. Once she arrived back she hit the organ as the others who were outside went to, you know, pixel-mode. Peter got up and went to throw the party as Ying decided to make more food. Chase was sitting on a bench outside as he was gaining comfort. As Malolm arriived Char got off the organ and waited for everyone to show up. As soon as five other guests came the other three came back outside and Char hit the organ again, causing everyone to hit pixel-mode. Char chanted and the police came to take Malcolm away, leaving everyone, including Chase and Ying themselves, free. "We have to go now, guys. We'll be back as soon as we can." Char said, hugging Ying goodbye. Peter was outside cleaning up. Just as she went to give Chase a hug as he was in the only bedroom of the entertainment house, he switched it to the French kiss instead. "It's just for the help." He explained as he let go. Char was stunned, but knew he wasn't doing it to toy with her; it's because he loves her. "I'll see you." Char said, letting him go after he let go. "Sorry." He said as she went to the door. "It's fine." She smiled, walking out the door. She then let Peter know they were leaving as he walked in. "Okay." He said, not sure of why. Afterwards when they returned things were still the way they were: Mortimer was playing the organ and Bella wasn't home yet. They then got a move on with the career as charisma and body wasn't such a big dea'; they was mostly taken care of because of the Jock career. By the time they got to Tinsel Bluffs Char had actually had a strong friendship with Malcolm, but it was only for being in his next movie. When she and Peter got passed Sex Symbol the microphones were returned and the only thing mainly heard around the house was singing, including the beejapaphone guitar being played. It took a couple days to get to Director, but then the party occurred. After the guests and the original residents have eaten (Fanny and Humphrey finally came home) Peter decided to sing at the microphone as Malcolm was getting entertained. She waited until he was done doing his routine to ask about his big movie. It took her two tries but she finally got it. "What arelief." Humphrey sighed in relief as he watched Char shake hands with Malcolm. "I'll do my best." Char promised him. Malcolm nodded and went on with the party. But alas, Char and Peter had to get going. They left Tinsel Bluffs and made way to the mansion. When they arrived they were promoted the next day due to the microphones. "Glad to be at ten?" Peter asked as he let it go. "It was fun." Char smiled, letting hers go. "But one more career to go." Peter sighed, looking around. "Yep." His wife agreed. She went for the newspaper, switched for the Fashion Victim, let Peter do the same, and they were out of there.

Background story: Part 4: Fashion Victim (To be Continued)

Back at Mimi's for the final time Char and Peter greeted her and went to do their own thing. Char was tired so she went to bed. Peter went to paint on the easel to kill time. As he was painting a wedding scene Mimi began to get on his nerves. So he quit painting after awhile and went to bed, hoping she'd leave him alone. Along the way he snapped, "I'm a married man. Just leave me be." Mimi stood there, stunned. Peter was even muttering things as he crawled in bed. The next day when they arrived home from work and were promoted Char kept Mimi away from her husband as he was at the easel, working on another painting. Just to keep her distracted Char decided to build a miniature club out back of Mimi's house. "Go outback." Char said to her once it was built. She shrugged and walked away. "And don't come back." Char muttered sneakily. Peter had walked into the kitchen at the same time his wife said it. "You sent her out?" He asked low. She nodded and Peter hugged her. "There's a mini home in there for her." Char said low as he let go. Peter laughed low and said, "What a relief. She won't stop flirting with me." "I know. She tried to get information about you from me. I kept my lips sealed." She said low, wrapping her arms around him. In their huggig position they chatted, glad tomorrow's their last day there. "Hey,-" Peter began low. "She might be a friend but I ain't going any farther. She wants a man she can have-" He paused, thinking. "She can Ros, then." He said low. His wife eyed him, not knowing who Rod is. "Whoever that is yeah then." She said, embracing her husband. He smircked and then laughed, the two laughing. The next day they were out of there after getting promoted. "Take the stove you had." Char called once it was placed. Mimi was in shock; she had everything she had back.

At Studio 8 the Grand Opening had to be planned. "This'll be my last time here. So I wanted to wait." Char told Charity. "You could have told us." She said; not angry for an odd reason. "It's always best to wait until the best time." She explained, deciding the easel. "And when was that planned?" Charity asked, arms crossed. "Long time ago." Char replied slowly, walking away. Charity sounded annoyed at that. But once the Grand Opening started two days later the artists were at ease. "The guests are amazed." Peter said low to Artie. He nodded in agreement. "Yeah but music was needed, too, though." Char explained as the guests were having fun while examining the art works. "There appears to be time and effort put into this." said one of the serious guests. "Oh please. The main thing needed was just music and much better wallpaper and flooring." She snickered. "Or a completer renovation." He said, walking away. Char laughed once, then walking into the main room. It was loud with other people laughing, TV's on, and music playing. Everyone was enjoying themselves there, for once. And when the cops came to calm it down Char and Peter left, getting away from the crowd.

When they arrived to Club Rubb for the last time the tiki torches were burning bright as the palm trees were swaying gracefully. "Here's our last time here." Char told Peter as she got to his side. "Yep." Peter agreed, they walking in. As usual the DJ booth was on and the music was pounding through the speakers. Bing and Mona were dancing on the dance floor as the guests from before were still there, having fun or else trapping each other in the stalls in the restroom. But a couple ended up falling asleep while standing in front of eachother as they were sitting down. "At least we have our own bathrooms." Peter whispered. "Yeah really." Char agreed. "I'll be asleep if you need me." she said, going to their side of the bedroom house. "I'll be in here." Peter sighed, going to the pool room. He sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV, sitting back for a few minutes. Bing and someone else came in and began to play pool as the cop came in, yelling at him for not throwing off the party. She returned an hour later, fining Bing and leaving. The party was then over after that. After a few more hours Peter went to bed as the other two decided to horse around in the club itself. The other two began to wonder when they'll learn. It wasn't long before BIng walked into Char's and Peter's room, hoping to use their bathroom. They grinned in their sleep, ignoring him. Bing tried to shoo them out, but had no luck. He gave up and went to use his and MOna's bathroom, giving them privacy before going to bed. He only slept for about two hours before getting up and going to work. Char woke up with her husband and made them a quick breakfast, leaving Mona to make her own. They went to work an hour later and were promoted when they returned. Bing was in the club itself, dancing to the Dj booth and messing around. "You could have cleaned up." Char hissed as she and her husband walked in. Bing ignored her as though he didn't hear her. Peter shrugged as he was getting a form of annoyance in his eyes, the green a little bit more stronger than it usually is.

(evolve)