Love, Bassy #19

Hey sis,

Consider this the ‘celebrity gossip’ edition of my letters. 

Yes, that is my boss, the film director Kristin Amalie Verhoeven, leaving her apartment, and that’s her ever-present paparazzo photographer.  You’d think he lives with her. 

She went to court today just before work.  Why?

She sued someone who spread a rumor about her that she was rummaging through trash cans.

I’m not surprised she sued.  The other night I ran into her at the movie theater and she was complaining about these rumors, wanting me to dispel them and tell folks they weren’t true. 

She thinks she’s being targeted because she’s a lesbian.

 

Had another shoot at work.  I’m playing a super agent going undercover as a repo man.  It’s a cool part. 

 

At night, though, I hit Aquarius.  My agent wanted me to dance for 3 hours there.  As you can see, my dancing skills leave a lot to be desired. 

 

While I was dancing there, a girl caught my eye.  I didn’t recognize her at first, but then I realized who she was.  Cressida Wells, the PA to Jeffrey and Lady Cook.  Wow, she was stunning with her hair down. 

 

So, I tried to make small talk with her.  “You know Kristy Verhoeven sued the people saying she was rummaging through trash cans, right?  And she won, seventeen hundred simoleans.”

“Really.”  Cressida didn’t seem impressed.

“So, hey, you wanna take a ride in my car?” I asked. 

So after my 3 hours were up at Aquarius Cress and I took a cruise through town in the middle of the night.  We exchanged digits afterwards and then I dropped her off at the Cook house, while I went home.

It was 6 am.  I’m wiped.

Love, Bassy

Love, Bassy #18

  

Hey sis,

After my screen test I had a little get-together at my place.  Matthew Hamming and Marina Prattle showed up…

My boss did, too. 

 

Marina insisted on taking my pic with her cell phone, so, I obliged.

 

After taking my pic, she proceeded to dance with Matthew.  I don’t know if those two are an item or what, but I’ve heard he goes through girls like most of us go through underwear, so I don’t know.  In either case, I think he’s done with Aviles, because I saw her the other day with Bronson Littler (son of Reuben & Renee). 

Kai Leiko and Jessica Talon were there too.  Kai spent most of his time on my game system playing Tony Hawk Skateboarding.  I did allow myself that one vice, the game system.  It’s top of the line too.  I’m thinking about getting that VR thing too. 

I entertained my guests with the Flamenco Fever composition I’d just learned. 

After everyone else had left, just me and my boss were at the house.  Seriously, you’d think this was majorly awkward. 

Even more awkward, was that she decided to play chess???

Love, Bassy

Lights, Camera…Bassy!

 

Hey sis,

You’d be happy to know that dad’s lessons have been sinking in. The fact that we grew up with so much is just not enough, we have to share our good fortune with others. I’ve been mailing regular charity checks since arriving in Bridgeport. 

“Hello, Sebastian,” called Emmy Starr as she walked by.  I swear, I think the woman sleeps in glamour and elegance. 

 

My boss and I spent all day at the local cemetery doing a screen test.  “Now, Sebastian,” she instructed, “you’re supposed to be walking through the cemetery looking for your parents’ stones.”

I stood where she told me to stand, in front of an unmarked gravestone.  I can’t believe I’m doing this, for real.

“Remember, Sebastian, you’re having flashbacks to when you were a little boy and your parents died.  You’re supposed to stand perfectly still and process the information in your mind.”

“Annnd….ACTION!”

I took a few deep breaths and thought of … absolutely nothing.  Isn’t that what all the great actors do when told to stand still?

“Beautiful, Sebastian.  You are going to be a convincing Clifford Porter.  Now I’m going to have to shoot some landscape shots to go along with your musings in the cemetery lot and this will be perfect.”

 

Kris Verhoeven is a perfectionist.  She was an actress until she decided she would rather write and work behind the camera.  She’ll shoot a scene 30 times until she gets it right.  Even of such ‘boring’ things as landscapes.  She says it’s the “Dutchness” in her. 

You’d love this place, Vanna.  It’s the cemetery here in Bridgeport.  It’s huge … and mostly, empty. 

After my shoot was over, I changed my clothes and decided to poke around. 

Underneath the catacombs is a bar!  Looks like a grotto for vampires. 

Well, that’s my agent calling.  I wonder what she wants now.

Love, Bassy

Response #5

Hey little bro,

Wow about that ghost at the party!  I’ll definitely have to look that specific kind up.  I deal with specters for a living and I’ve never seen one like that.

First off, mom and dad fired that maid Donovan and hired a butler.  His name is Ty Stark.  He seems like a relic himself but he’s actually younger than I am.  He’s staying in the guest room where Neil was.

Dad put a grand piano in the formal dining room. 

 

I was at the mansion because mom threw a surprise birthday party for Irving.  He turned elder. 

Andy was there briefly but he left and went home with the kids.  Didn’t really feel comfortable. 

The next day I managed to get ALL THREE kids on the school bus and off to school. 

I have no problems getting AJ, the little smarty, to study and do homework.  I like to think he got that part from me.  ;-)  Andy agrees though.   

I love getting your letters, they break up the monotony of my days here.  I’m itching to go to China to go after Pangu’s Axe, but I’ll postpone my trip until Satis and Sety are situated.  I can’t exactly leave while my household is in turmoil.

Love you to bits,

Savannah

Love, Bassy #17 – Me and the Grim Reaper

Hey sis,

You know what’s cooler than driving across the Bridgeport Bay Bridge?  Riding a limo across it.

After my latest promotion, to supporting actor (level 8), I got this carpool to work, with my own limo driver.  Really weird, but I never paid much attention to mom and dad having limos.  They were just, you know, kind of there. 

I got another invite to another party – and yes it was Beau Merrick.  But little did I know that this party wouldn’t be like any of the others.

 

For starters, we had a guest of honor – His Grimness himself. 

  

Upon seeing him there I was too dumbfounded to do or say anything.  I was frozen in fright, my feet rooted to the ground and my heart about to jump out of my chest. 

His Grimness was there claiming one Romeo Rake, who was the boyfriend of Lola Belle.  Poor Romeo was knelt in front of the Reaper, pleading for his life, but to no avail.

However, Romeo’s ghost was definitely a different color than the ones you’ve showed me.  And he had a bright red spot in the middle of his chest. 

 

We all just stood there watching the scene unfold.  We couldn’t say or do anything.

And poor Bianca just simply passed out. 

Boy was I glad to get back home … and get to the kitchen.  I was famished!

More later.

Love, Bassy