Take a 'chance' with Chance

The First of Many 'Follow-ups' - Melanie

2010-05-24T14:17:00.000-07:00

It was a sad and fond farewell as you all know, concerning our California gal Melanie.
But all is not lost as this follow up will tell you.

Firstly, Melanie, completely happy with Bluewater Village, decided to set her roots there and see where life takes her.

So, with the lump sum that she gained from the Bachelor Challenge, she bought herself an empty plot of land, that was dug out of a rather steep hill!!!

But that didn't phase her at all. She saw it as a challenge in itself.

After careful planning and consulting with the local architect, she finally got the house of her dreams. A two-story, two bedroomed abode with an attached garage and beautiful garden.

It is simply designed, and just big enough for her.... and possibly a 'guest' at some point.

Here you are, this is Melanie's place.

Front entrance, from the Lounge window, the front porch and the Master Bedroom window.

Inside

The lobby is the only room that has warm tones, all the rest is decorated in simple, light, unobtrusive tones.

The Lounge, with it's IKEA influences.

The Kitchen/Dining room combo (currently still under construction, they had trouble with the plumbing for the dishwasher and sink)

The Bathroom.

Master Bedroom, with built in wardrobes.

Second Bedroom also, with built in wardrobes

and a really gorgeous little garden, ideal for BBQ's, growing her own veggies, and general relaxation!!!

We'll keep you posted on Melanie (and everybody else's) progress in the coming months.

Time to Say Goodbye

2009-10-08T07:15:00.000-07:00

Yep, it's that time now, when all votes are in and the lucky ladies will breathe a huge sigh of relief, whilst the unlucky one gets the boot.

She doesn't leave empty-handed mind you. She gets a memento of the good times she had with Chance.

It was a tough one, and it was a very close call between three females. We had to do a recount, just to make sure. In the end, it was Chance who made the final choice.

He looked nervous as he waited in the Yellow Room, crossing and uncrossing his legs and fumbling with the crease in his trousers.

"I hate this part," he said, grimacing slightly, "I love them all, in their own unique way."

We didn't dare tell him that it gets harder each time.

"So, who have you chosen to be voted out?"

He paused and took a deep breath.

"Melanie."

With that, he glanced down bashfully, obviously feeling uncomfortable with his decision.

"Any particular reason?" we have to ask this one, "you don't have to answer if you don't want to."

"Nah, it's okay," he replied brightly.

We could see that he was putting up a brave front here, but we kept the cameras rolling anyway. After all, this is a reality TV show, and we're getting paid to show you everything (within reason), Warts and all.

He picks at his fingernails, then looks up, those glacial eyes boring directly into the interviewers' (namely mine) eyes.

"We had some fun and stuff," he admitted, "but I realised that there was no apparent 'spark' there. Melanie's a load of fun and stuff. In fact, she's a good sport really, especially when I was playing pranks on her."

There was a pause whilst he gathered his thoughts.

"At least we'll be parting amiably," he said, finally, smiling that devastating smile of his.

That's when we decided to bring in Melanie. Chance smiled nervously as she passed and he shot to his feet, kissing her briefly.

"I'm sorry," Chance whispered, but the boom microphone picked it up immediately.

"It's okay," she mouthed back.

Yep, we're all adept at lip synching too. It's part of our job, especially where our viewers are concerned - sharp-eyed lot they are.....

When she finally settled down, we turned our attention to her.

"What are your feelings, right now?" we ask gently, "now you know you're being given the 'boot'?"

She smiled widely, even though there was a twitch at the corners of her mouth.

"Oh.... I dunno," she replied, sighing deeply and shrugging her shoulder, "I guess it wasn't meant to be."

There was an awkward pause as she cast a glance across at Chance.

"At least we're leaving on good terms anyway."

She turned to Chance and grinned broadly.

"After all," she said, chuckling slightly, "I'll not forget all those pranks and water balloon fights you put me through. I'm still picking feathers out of my hair even now!!!!"

With that they both stood up, albeit a little awkwardly. Was that a flash of regret on Chance's face just now? And he folded his arms around her in a tight hug, brushing a kiss against her cheek.

"Take care of yourself honey," she whispered, patting his back.

"You too," came the reply, "keep in touch."

They pulled away, still smiling before Chance pulled something from behind the table. A large white box.

"For you," he said, practically shoving it in her hands, "part of the deal. Hope you like it."

"Aww thanks Chance."

"You don't have to open it yet."

"Okay."

But she does anyway. Her smile faltered slightly, when she brought out a small envelope.

"Um, thanks."

"Just a reminder for you."

With a trembling hand, she ripped open the envelope and pulled out a folded sheet of paper.

"OMG!"

She spluttered, unable to articulate her sentences together, before throwing her arms back around him with sincere gratitude.

"It's no biggie.... really.... I just remembered what you told me. Maybe this will help you."

"Thank you! Thank you!"

It took all her strength not to blubber and make a fool of herself. She turned the paper towards us.

It was the deeds to a small empty lot that had planning permission for a cafe/restaurant business.

Now THAT's what we call generous.

We wanted Melanie to say goodbye to all the other girls, but by now, she was beginning to break down, so we decided not to prolong the inevitable and let her get on her way.
The cameras rolled as she took her long, lonely walk through the marbled halls of the mansion.

There was no pomp and circumstance as the taxi pulled up. She'd leave in exactly the same manner as she'd arrived.... by taxi.

Sliding inside, she gave the mansion one last, longing look, before shutting the door and driving off.

Inside the mansion, however, there is a shockwave rushing through the place as all the girls get wind of Melanie's departure.

So we decided to bring them in, one at a time, and have an informal one-on-one chat. Get their opinions on Melanie.

And we shall broadcast that in the next chapter.

What's with Chance's Butt?

2009-09-06T09:37:00.000-07:00

This man has serious issues with his clothes. Especially his butt area.
Whenever he bends down, it looks as though he's ripped through the fabric and his ass is dropping out.

By the looks of things, it's gradually getting worse.

On his date with Sera, he looked as though he'd been in a fight with an alligator (or running away from one anyway)

Here, check it out.

(as if you all had to have an excuse to check out this guy's cuuute butt LOL)

Date #7 Serafina Starr

2009-09-02T11:16:00.000-07:00

This was the moment Chance had been waiting for....
... he'd followed Sera around like a little lost puppy all this time. At every opportunity, he's tried his hardest to be in her presence, basking in her startling beauty and innocent charm.

Date number 7.

No wonder he'd felt really uncomfortable and edgy. Twisting his collar and wringing his hands.

Nervous?

Heck....
... no....
.... well....

YES! Of course he is.... it's Sera, the object of his affection.

Because everybody else was busy doing other pursuits around the mansion, it was left up to Sera to tidy up the place. She grimaced at the clouds of flies that were gathering around, settling on the dirty plates and making a horrendous noise.

After pacing back and forth, several times, trying a different route so as not to wear a hole in the carpet.... Chance finally plucked up the courage to ask Sera on a date.

It was a shame that he found her in this terrible mood.

"I feel like bloody Cinderella here," she growled, picking up a plate and sliding it on top of the other.

"Um," Chance faltered, not sure how to go about asking her when she was in this foul mood.

Luckily, Melinda just happened to stroll in. She'd been working out in the gym and was still wearing her tracksuit.

"Want... to ... go.... on a date?" he asked clumsily.

"And leave all this?!" Sera muttered, she was struggling to keep her temper.

"You go," interjected Melinda, "I'll take over. After all.... some of it's my mess too. About time I pulled my weight around here."

"Um, are you sure?"

"Of course. You go, have a great time... and tell us all when you get back."

"Aww thanks...."

"No problem."

Sera was tempted to give Melinda a hug, but Chance was pulling at her arm like an excited little kid, and Melinda had her hands full of dirty dishes.

"Okay.... lover boy," she said, turning to face him, "where are we off to?"

He smiled widely, his eyes twinkled with anticipation.

"Firstly, I got to show you something."

"Riiiight."

He took her outside, where, all of a sudden, there was a downpour.

Chance gritted his teeth, hoping that this wouldn't spoil the evening. Instead, he walked purposefully towards a gorgeous Ford 4x4 was sitting in the driveway.

Sera followed expectantly, she too, twisted her face at the lousy weather, souring her mood a little more.

"Ta daaaa!!!" he said emphatically, "what ya think?"

"Very nice," came the reply, "just new?"

"Yep. Delivered just today. Isn't she gorgeous?"

Sera nodded with approval, casting a critical eye over this magnificent metal beast gracing the forecourt.

"C'mon then, let's go. I'm taking you to a world famous diner tonight..... it's a double celebration!"

They got into the car .... and then there was a long.... uncomfortable silence as Chance's face went pale. He could hardly see through the windscreen. The seats were very low and it practically dwarfed the two of them.

It was Sera who spoke up first.

"A quick question."

"Go ahead."

"It's .... a little ... big?"

"Yeah.... well.... I.... er... never anticipated that."

"You mean, you never took it for a test drive?"

"Um... no. I kinda just bought it on a whim, you know. I saw it online at the dealers.... and decided I wanted it."

Sera just shook her head.

Cranking the gears, Chance eased the car out of the drive and onto the main road, the rain spattering the glass.

"Onto Reds then!"

"Um.... Chance?"

"Yeah?"

"That's that famous '50's diner.... isn't it?"

"Um, yeah?"

Chance's stomach churned. Just the tone of her voice set about a lot of alarm bells ringing.

"Oh .... nothing."

"Sera?"

"Um, yeah?"

"Is there anything wrong with that diner? Something you should be telling me?"

"Um.... well...."

"Oh god. Don't tell me it's a mecca for food poisoning or something!"

"Um... no... not really. It's just that..... I've only just eaten dinner. So I'm not hungry. Sorry."

Oh. Damn.

That was a very good start to the date.

O-kay. Let's see if things ..... improve .....

.... or..... not.

They pulled up outside Red's, to find that it 'appeared' quiet. Whilst they'd been in the car, they struck up a conversation, just to pass the time. And discovered that they had a lot in common.

"..... it was so funny," Chance said, locking the care door, "I used to badger my dad for a drum kit. I never got it though. He always made up some excuse, telling me it that it was too noisy."

"Isn't that so weird?" Sera replied, smiling, "my grandma played the harp in the local orchestra. But I don't have a single hint of any musical talent whatsoever! I can't sing a note... without shattering a glass.... truly!"

Not wanting to be first into the diner, they loitered outside for a little while. Thankful that the rain had stopped at last. Which didn't go unnoticed by the two of them.

Maybe this was a good sign after all?

Chance started telling some weird jokes that, even though they were completely lost on Sera. She still laughed good naturedly.

Chance then launched into a tickle fest, causing Sera to shriek at the top of her voice and giggle uncontrollably.

Well..... so far so good. Things are starting to pick up here, by the looks of it. Customers started trickling into the 24 hour diner (famous, not only for its wide expansive menu, but the fact that it's a landmark site. Been in Downtown since it was built, waay back in the '50's and is STILL going strong).

But then .... Sera froze solid.

"Um, Sera?" Chance asked, pulling her gently.

She has tears in her eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"That...." came the reply.

Sera pointed to the photo booth with a trembling finger.

"Oh wow, want a picture of the two of us?"

She shook her head vehemently and refused to budge, swallowing hard.

"I.... can't....." she whispered.

Around them, people were either busy eating or playing pool, they were (thankfully) oblivious to Sera's apparent distress. Her bottom lip trembled and Chance pulled her into a close hug.

"It's okay," he soothed, "you don't have to.... I won't force you..... okay?"

She nodded, clinging onto him.

He leaned forward to kiss her, and that's when his eyes started to water and his nose started to pour.

"Um, Sera?"

"Yes?"

"Is that new perfume you're wearing?"

"Why, yes it is.... you like it?"

He pulled away sharply, his hand swiping at his eyes.

"Um,..... I think I'm allergic to it."

Sera was crestfallen.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't know. I got it the other day, it was on special offer."

"That's okay. I guess I'd better avoid you for the rest of the evening."

"Well.... you could join in the tournament, whilst I go dance over here."

" I'm so sorry this had to happen."

"That's okay. We'll manage somehow."

So, Chance joined in with the pool tournament, whilst Sera turned on the jukebox and started to wiggle her booty about.

Chance however, found that he couldn't concentrate on the game, for watching Sera.
Throwing down the cue, he muttered to himself.

'Allergy or not, I'm not letting this spoil our date.'

But, in his haste to get to her, the cue had fallen from it's cradle and whacked him on the arm, causing him to yelp. Immediately, Sera was there.

"Are you okay?" she asked, leaning forward.

To everyone else, it looked as though they were flirting.

"Nah, I'm good..... really."

The way he was cradling his bruised arm, we (and Sera) weren't quite so sure.

"Let me take a look at it," she insisted.

At first Chance was hesitant. It felt really weird, this role reversal. Him receiving the massages, rather than issuing them. But still, he enjoyed her silky smooth, delicate hands, working their magic.

"Better?"

"Mmmm, yes... thanks."

"How about your allergy? Eyes still look pretty ghastly to me."

"Um... they're ok..... er... Sera?"

"Why the concern?"

"Well...."

She blushed underneath that lovely, flawless, tawny skin.

"I'm hoping to train to be a nurse or doctor," she admitted, "just waiting for my acceptance into full time training first."

"Interesting."

You could tell that he was even more impressed by this gentle natured siren than before. He tugged her into a romantic hug.

"What about your allergy?"

"Meh, I'll be fine. But thanks."

"What for?"

"Being so supportive ... and understanding."

She smiled and kissed him, tentatively at first, as she saw how his eyes were swelling. But then a little more passionately.

"Let's end this date and go home," she whispered, "and I'd better drive this time."

Wiping his face, Chance glanced at her, obviously concerned.

"Are you sure?" he asked, "it's the size of a tank."

She patted him on the arm, before taking his hand gently in hers.

"I'm a big girl Chance," she said, smiling, "besides, I've driven stuff a lot bigger than that monster out there."

And with that, they left for home.

The date ended as a 'Dream Date', although they hardly did anything at all. But at least they learned a bit more about themselves in the process.

And that concludes the 'first dates' of this challenge.

Let's see now, who's going to be the first one to leave, when the poll is put up very soon.

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On another note:

Not written in, but really, really tempted..... in Sera's thoughts, constantly throughout the date.... was that of her being friends with lover boy Darius.

Also, Chance and Sera were flirting, then suddenly Chance pulled away and showed this weird face.

When I turned the camera around, here's this poor guy, in a heap on the floor.

Also, what's this all about? Look at the thought bubble over Chance.

Not a clue what he's thinking at all. If anybody can enlighten me here, I'd truly appreciate it.

Date #6 - Alexa Blake

2009-08-31T04:27:00.000-07:00

Well, given that Chance is surrounded, not only by 7 beautiful women....
.... but a whole entourage too..... consisting of an eager TV crew and masses of heavy duty wiring snaking around the mansion, following their every move...

... he's doing exceptionally well.
He is a genial host, a great entertainer, and all around nice guy.

With each date, he (and the rest of us) is discovering a little more about each of the lovely ladies living under the same roof as himself.

But we're concerned that he's not actually showing us his true self here. He's very guarded and well behaved, that, we admit is admirable. But we needed Chance to let his hair down a little more. Show us the 'fun' side of him.

And boy, did he deliver!!!!

So, for his next date, with delectable Alexa, he decided to take her out to a fabulous new nightclub that's just opened, right in the centre of Bluewater Village.

Torchere Nuit.
(apparently, according to one reliable source.... a VERY popular gay bar)

Well, for a change, Chance decided to take the black Lamborghini, to the delight of Alexa. She'd been eyeing this shiny vehicle parked outside, for a while, and was more than a little curious about it.

"Want to go for a spin?" Chance asked Alexa, shortly after dinner.

"Sure.... okay."

You could tell that Alexa was tickled pink at the thoughts of sitting in one of Chance's prized possessions, and couldn't help grinning all the way from the front door to the car itself.

They slid into their seats and he revved the engine. A loud roar, settling into a seductive purr.

"Nice set of wheels, you got here Chance," Alexa commented, stroking the velvet cushions.

"Yeah," came the reply, "been a while since I took this baby out."

Alexa nodded appreciatively, slipping the seat-belt buckle into it's slot.

"Bet this baby can go some."

"You know what?"

"What?"

"I've never actually tried...."

"Really?"

"Yep... you've given me some great ideas there Alexa."

"Um.... thanks."

There was a pause as he swung the car deftly out of the driveway and onto the road.

"Any idea where we're going?"

"New place...."

"Uh..."

"Aww come on Alexa, live a little here..."

"Uh... o-kay."

"Do you trust me?"

"Um.... no.... not really.... but...."

*sigh*

"I just discovered this place on the internet. It's got a great atmosphere.... with themed nights too."

"Um..... okay."

It was obvious that Alexa was hesitant and a little nervous about this place. With working in the Show Business career, she really didn't want anything to mar her reputation as she tried to climb the corporate ladder.

Basically, she didn't want to get drunk and make a fool of herself.

Chance had other ideas.

He pulled up at TN as it is commonly called, and Alexa got out...

... all excited... nervous... yet determined to have some fun...

... and then.... froze.

A mixture of trepidation, nerves and other emotions played across her face as she stared at the garishly decorated building before her.

"Um.... are you sure about this?" she asked, hesitantly.

"Yeah..... why?"

"You do know that this is a notorious gay bar.... don't you?"

"Alexa!"

"Well.... it is..... some of my colleagues come here regularly."

"What's the matter Lexie? A little afraid to be seen hanging around with me?"

"Um... no."

She'd really dropped herself in it. She'd heard about Melinda's snobby behaviour, and the was no way she was going to be like her. But a gay bar???? What was this guy thinking about?

Chance was now getting a little exasperated by her behaviour. Not only that, in the dim lighting, he'd tried unsuccessfully, to squeeze out of the low seat and immediately dropped something on the floor.

"Dammit!" he cursed, leaning against the car, "dropped my wallet."

Alexa nervously hovered, waiting for Chance. A shiver ran up and down her spine and her bare forearms were showing very visible goosebumps. It didn't help when she spotted a woman in a police uniform entering the building. That set off a whole load of alarm bells for her. In her mind's eye, uniformed police and nightclubs spelled trouble....
... something she wasn't too keen on getting involved in, in any way, shape or form.

"Chance..." she whispered, hanging back, "... I don't think we should go in here."

He arched a brow at her, just as matriarch Denise Jacquet happened to pass by.

".... and why not?" he snorted, ignoring the fact that Denise was making goo-goo eyes at him.

(yeah... right missus.... he's old enough to be your son.... so... I don't think so somehow, so move along)

"Um .... I think there's a police raid in progress .... that's why."

He looked about.

"I don't see any cop cars here... any flashing lights .... do you?"

"Um, no, not really."

"Then we should be fine."

"But.... Chance..."

"Lexie!!! Please!!! Live a little. What's the worst that can happen?"

Alexa didn't have an answer for that one, so she shrugged her shoulders and reluctantly followed Chance up the marbled entryway.

They walked into TN to find the place was relatively quiet. The police officer was, actually, just looking for her work colleague, who conveniently vanished from sight. We guessed that he'd sneaked in for a quick pint, whilst the place was quiet. The wall TV behind the bar was showing the latest Werewolf movie.

They grabbed a couple of drinks at the bar, then Chance spotted the karaoke machine standing vacant in the corner. He took a glance at Alexa, who grinned at him.

"Fancy having a go?"

"Sure..... just to remind you though, I sound like a strangled cat!"

"I'm sure I'll be able to keep up!"

With that, they picked up the microphones, chose a cheesy love duet and started to warble.

Alexa grimaced at the squeaky high notes, but Chance really got into it, twirling and crooning at the top of his voice.

Finally they finished, only after Chance's throat had run dry and he needed a drink....
.... badly.

So they went to the bar and ordered.

Put it this way.... singing was really thirsty work. Truly.

They both had a drinking contest between themselves. Alexa, by now, slowly loosening up, but still a little more lucid than Chance.

He bobbed his head and tapped his palms lightly on the bar to the music, really getting into the club scene.

Alexa in the meantime, started smiling wickedly. Those drinks were coming in thick and fast.

Just then, who should walk into TN, (or should we say.... staggered in.... totally wasted and looking a little worse for wear) ...was Nina Caliente. Parking her butt, right between Chance and Alexa, she swayed drunkenly, a soppy grin on her face....

... squealed at the top of her lungs.....

.... and waved to none other than that 'Mommy's boy', Gilbert Jacquet. He must have waited until his mother had left, and snuck in to scout out the talent.

After the umpteenth Martini, Chance was, by now.... starting to get a little drunk. He didn't even notice that Alexa was waving to him.

"Hey Chancie!" she bellowed over the thumping music, "yoohoo!"

He tipped her a rather drunken wink and grinned. Yep, they were definitely having some fun here at TN.

Suddenly, he decided it was time to do some smooth moves on the dance floor. Thankfully, it was empty, so he pulled Alexa to her feet.

We lost count at how many martinis they'd consumed.... but the alcohol was taking effect as they both stumbled and nearly head butted each other. Much to the amusement of the punters there.

Tripping over the steps, they managed to get to the dizzyingly bright dance floor, with it's flashing floor panels.

Immediately, Chance goosed Alexa, causing her to squeal and blush.

"Oooh! Chance!" she breathed, "you're so wickedly naughty."

"I know," came the reply, an evil grin on his face.

"Wanna dance?"

"Okay."

Clumsily, they wrapped their arms around each other and swayed to the music. Or at least that's the impression they were giving everyone. We thought they were simply holding each other up, so that they didn't collapse onto the floor.

But who are we, as the observant TV crew... to judge?

Alexa delighted to finally be up close and personal with Chance. Even though he was slightly drunk.

Without warning, he tipped her backwards, trying to land a kiss on her lips, but missing by miles and kissing her chin instead.

"Ohh Chance.... I do believe you're drunk!"

"Nah."

They both giggled like schoolkids as they continued to sway in unison.

"You know..." Alexa said hesitantly, "you're a really nice guy.... and nice looking too."

Chance just smiled knowingly.

"You sure you're not just sucking up to me because of the cameras?"

She flushed a little.

"No. Not at all."

Then they kissed. A real passionate smacker, right on the lips. As they pulled away, Alexa grinned.

"Does that prove it?"

He rubbed his chin and grinned.....

"Hmmmm...."

Suddenly, his hands started wandering.... right down towards her rump.

"Nice ass you have there... Lexie!" he slurred.

Alexa purred and grinned. All her inhibitions were slowly crumbling under the naughtiness of Chance and those groping hands of his.

His gaze went straight back to the karaoke platform at the other side of the bar.

"Hey!" he yelled above the music, "wanna nother go?"

Alexa rolled her eyes at him, but not before he dragged her back to the other stage. Just as they climbed up, he leaped into her arms. Much to Alexa's surprise (and ours).

"Chance.....!" she gasped, her knees trembling, "... good.... grief.... you.... weigh......a ton!"

"And you're the most gorgeous girl here too... mwah!"

"Chance.... I ... can't ... hold......oh dammit!"

Her arms started slipping, so Chance slid from her grasp, still giggling.

"Oh, crap! I think I pulled a muscle in my back!"

She tried to rub her back, but grimaced in pain.

"Dammit," she groaned, "I'm going to need a bucketload of painkillers for this one."

"Here, let me rub it for you."

With that, he slipped his hands onto her shoulders, and started his massage technique. His hands rolled over her shoulders, feeling for tense knots. Then they slid down her spine, gently rubbing along her vertebrae. She moaned with relief, closing her eyes and enjoying his 'magic' hands.

"Any good?"

"Mmmm..... yes!"

"Okay...."

"ohh.... lower.... little to the..... YES! That's it!"

She turned to him and smiled gently.

"Thanks for a great evening Chance.... apart from hurting my back... I had a fab time."

"Soo... glad you did.... honey.... now I think it's about time to go home."

"Um... Chance...?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think we should get a taxi back home? I really don't think you're in a fit state to drive. You could crash the car... or worse.... get caught drunk driving."

"Meh.... we'll be okay."

The day was dawning, with a bank of dark grey clouds looming overhead. There was a slight smattering of rain, just as they were leaving TN and the sudden chill in the air started to sober the two of them up.

"Darned rain!" muttered Chance, holding his hands out and looking skywards, "doesn't it ever damned well stop?"

Alexa just shrugged her shoulder and copied Chance's actions, tilting her head slowly upwards.

"I think it's beautiful," she whispered, "and refreshing too. Gotta love the smell of the air after a thunderstorm. There's nothing more refreshing and revitalizing."

"Yeah... whatever," came the retort, "now let's get home before we get soaked."

Sweet or not, Chance was .. in fact.. a guy. And these little things that us women appreciate... can be (and were) lost on him. But that's only because his brain was fogged up with alcohol and he couldn't think straight.

But still.... time will tell. Time will tell.

Drunk or not.... however... Chance still had his wits about him though. For standing right outside, was the evil witch, casting one of her spells. Actually, we all came to the conclusion that she was responsible for the sudden bad weather. And Chance pulled a very odd, disgusted face at her as he passed by.

"Baaaahhhhh! Miserable mean old hag!" he bellowed, giving her the 'thumbs down' signal. "not bloody happy until you spoil other people's fun are ya?"

Fortunately, Alexa never heard him, she was concentrating on keeping upright.... and not wanting to cause any more back spasms that would immobilize her. Otherwise she might have tried to warn Chance about witches (especially wicked ones) being notoriously famous for issuing out really nasty curses on a whim.

They climbed into the car, and yes.... they managed to get home in one piece. Thankfully, they weren't stopped en route, for drink driving.... or speeding.

And so endeth Alexa's fun date.

And so for the next (and last) date.....
Serafina Starr

Date #5 - Melanie Larson

2009-08-13T15:50:00.000-07:00

With a spring in his step, and a renewed outlook in life, a new buoyancy in his step. Chance decides that the best way to a girls' heart, is to have a little fun.

And that's exactly what he intended to do with his date with Melanie Larson.

After all, it is character building, relationship building, and raises a good laugh when things get a little too stressful.

Thing is.... no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find Melanie anywhere. It's as if she'd vanished from the face of the earth. He circulated everyone, asking them where she was. Only Alexa could give him a decent reply.

"Um, she's.... busy," she replied, doing her stretches on the barre in the gym, "I think..... last time I saw her."

Time was ticking onwards, and Chance was chomping at the bit to get to his next venue. After all, he likes to be early. Punctual guy that he is.

What he didn't know, was that Melanie was having a mini crisis.

Being the only one in the group to be wearing glasses, she was feeling very self conscious, and was hiding away, trying to decide whether or not to ditch them and try contacts.

Sadly, however, she found that after swimming and a few bouts in the hot tub, they stung her eyes a lot. Also, when she tried painting, they seemed to hurt her eyes. So she opted for her glasses after all.

She was so deep in thought that she barely heard Chance calling for her.

Grabbing the first thing that came out of the wardrobe, she hurried out, only to find he was quite a distance away. Picking up speed, she followed him, taking in the cool night air, and the chirping of the crickets.

Turning the corner, Melanie gave out a delighted whoop, as she realised where they were.

The Modern Shopping Complex.

A favourite haunt of hers.
Some of the shops were closed, but the restaurant was open.. as was the H&M store.

They were a little early for the restaurant and neither of them were actually in the mood to do any clothes shopping.

Instead, they decided to have a little fun instead.

Chance, feeling a little naughty tonight, decided to sneak up on Melanie, with a water balloon in hand and a wicked grin on his face.

Although we'd loved to have pre-warned her of what was coming, we stayed tight-lipped and hoped/wondered what her reaction would be.

Would she take it laughingly, or curse his brains out, threatening to blacken one - or both - of his eyes.

"Look!!!!" he yelled, pointing nowhere in particular, "over there! I see something!"

"What? Where?"

She peered out into the darkness as behind her, he took careful aim.

"I don't see...."

Sploosh!!!

She shrieked as the impact burst the balloon, showering her with freezing cold water. Dripping wet, she turned to him.

"You rotten bugger!" she gasped, shaking off the drops, "I'm gonna get you for this!"

Gleefully, Chance crouched, waiting, his pearly teeth gleaming in the light from the toy shop.

"Bring it on!" he yelled, "I dare ya!"

"Yeah, too right I will."

With that, the two of them bolted across the empty car park, shrieks of laughter echoing and bouncing off the walls. The small group of passers by, either chose to ignore them or they just rushed past, not wanting to be on camera as these two raced about the tarmac.

As some of our tv crew had to stay in the van to guard the expensive equipment, there was a supply of blankets, quilts....

.... and even more to Melanie's advantage....

.... pillows, stored away.

How on earth she knew where they were, we'll never know, but she'd vanished into the back of the van and brought out two. One for her, one for Chance.

"This is payback for soaking me!" she squealed, as she tossed one towards him and started pounding him across the head and shoulders with hers.

"Hey! No fair!"

"I'll give you who's fair, sonny, I've had plenty of practice with this. So you can't hurt me.... nyah!"

Which was true enough indeed. From early on, after having pillow fights with Averyelle, she learned quickly enough on how to keep her glasses from flying off her face.

Oh those girls are very devious indeed. And here we thought we were 'safe' with them.
Melanie turned to the camera and grinned evilly, tipping a sly wink our way.

They stopped short just to catch their breath, and Melanie dropped to the floor, patting the tarmac beside her.

"Check out the stars," she said wistfully, "it's a clear sky tonight."

Chance shrugged noncommittally, and proceeded to join her.
It was sweet, seeing the two of them, sitting cross-legged there, chilling out...

... until Melanie, with a second wind, got up.

"Wanna go shopping?" she asked, nudging his foot.

"Nah, I'll stay here," came the reply.

"Aw c'mon, you lazy devil."

Reluctantly, he eased himself up and stood before her.

A cheeky grin spread over his face.

"I've got something better to do," he chuckled.

"What's that?" she asked, curious and mystified at the same time.

"I've a secret," he whispered.

Melanie leaned in, listening.

Uh oh.

Oh yes....

Gossip time once more. Since his date with Averyelle, he's been soaking up all the antics of the townies and storing them away for future gossiping.

Nobody was safe.

Melanie giggled as he whispered in her ear and punched him playfully, pulling fake shocked faces at him.

"Chance!" she gasped, pretending to be offended, "where on earth did you hear that?"

"I have my sources," he sniggered.

He then started to brag about his wealth, which, sadly, set Melanie off.

"I don't care if you're loaded," she said angrily, "I'm only here for Mr Right!"

She then stormed off, leaving Chance feeling a little guilty.

But, it soon blew over anyway as he tried to patch things up by showing her a few of his moves....
... and almost doing himself a mischief in the process.

Then they decided to pop into the H&M store, where Chance was browsing around some really odd looking clothes.

"Who on earth wears these?" he muttered, much to the annoyance of the cashier.

Melanie had other things on her mind though, as she walked up to him and gave his cheek a gentle caress.

Well, after glancing at his watch, Chance turned to Melanie.

"Hungry?"

She nodded.

"A little."

"Fancy going to Rodolfo's?"

Nervously, she bit her lip.

"Are you sure," she asked, glancing across, "they're terribly expensive and seats are hard to come by."

"Nah, it's okay. Besides, it's Wednesday night, apprentice chef night. That's when they allow the public the opportunity to sample their food. I hear their dessert chef can work miracles with oranges."

"Um, well."

"Go on. Be a devil. Live dangerously."

"Um, okay.... as long as I get to check out the kitchen."

"Any reason why?"

"Last restaurant I went to, I ended up being ill with food poisoning for a whole week. It wasn't a nice feeling at all."

"Ah, ok. I'm sure Rodolfo won't mind you popping in."

"He won't?"

"Nope, he's a good friend of the family."

"Oh wow."

With that, they walked into the restaurant where they were greeted and taken to their table. Melanie insisted on having one within eye distance of the kitchen.

Excusing herself, she wandered into the cooking area, where she looked around for a little while, before going back to the table.

By then, Chance had ordered the meal, allowing himself the spaghetti and spicy meatballs, and ordered the citrus omelette with orange sauce.

The waiter was a little snooty and curled his nose up whilst he wrote down the order, but Chance still chatted amiably regardless. He'd been having so much fun that there was nothing that would spoil the rest of the date.

Starving, as soon as the meal was placed in front of Melanie, she started shovelling it into her hungry mouth, whilst Chance, for a change, ate politely.

But the evening was not about to end there. Chance still had a few tricks up his sleeve, as he caught on that Melanie was a sucker for pranks.

"Hey, is that who I think it is?" he said, nudging her and pointing across the room.

"Huh?"

"Over there... look!"

Dropping her fork, Melanie turned, just as Chance scooped a handful of food from his plate and aimed.....

Just as she turned back, she was pelted in the face.

Shrieking at the top of her lungs, she wiped her cheek and licked her fingers.... laughing.

"Oh yummy," she said, giggling, "garlic..... that should keep the vampires at bay!"

It was so good to see the two of them enjoying themselves.

Suddenly, Chance blew Melanie a kiss.

"Will you knock it off?" she said, wiping away the remains of the food fight.

"I'm serious here Mel." he replies and does it again.

"Ohh, I'm flattered!" she croons, stroking her cheek playfully.

With the meal finished, it was also, almost the end of the date too. They stepped outside and firstly, Chance started flirting outrageously with Melanie. She thumped him playfully, before finding herself being drawn under his spell.

Chance then suggested giving Melanie a back rub.

"You're not going to nip me are you?" she said wickedly, "or put something cold down my back?"

"Hell no," came the reply, "but you HAVE given me some really good ideas there."

"Don't you dare!"

With expert hands, he massaged her shoulders and gently pounded her back.

"Any better?"

"Oh wow. Yeah. You're good with your hands!"

"I'll show you what else I'm talented with too!"

With that, Chance drew Melanie into his arms and kissed her passionately.

"Oh Chance, you're give me all hot flushes here!"

And so ended another fun filled date with Chance and Melanie.

"That was one awesome Dream Date," Melanie said happily, pulling Chance into a hug, "I'd love to do that all over again."

Next date scheduled is......

Alexa Blake!!!!

** Side Note here** Melanie DID wander directly into the kitchen, carrying a can of juice (no idea where that came from) and stood staring at the chef on duty)

Also, when I asked him to kiss Melanie tenderly, he pulled one hell of a face on him , as if to say "What... again?"
Also, as soon as they sat down, the first words out of Chance's mouth were of Serafina. Good job Melanie took it all light-heartedly

Date #4 - Averyelle Fairchild

2009-08-11T10:23:00.000-07:00

Feeling low after Melinda's melancholy date, the mood in the mansion has changed slightly.

We found him. Chance that is.

Eventually.

Brooding about a bit and reminded him that he is halfway through the dates. And raiding the fridge for snacks. He looked at us and gave us a wry grin.

"Yeah," he replied, "that's the good news. And now for the bad news.... I'm halfway through my dates!"

Curious, we asked him his honest opinions so far and all he would say was this....

"Well, I've been enlightened with each and every female .... so far."

That didn't tell us much. We're guessing that he's waiting until the vote off, before he'll say anything. Either that, or he's got something up his sleeve. He doesn't actually tell us much, keeping mainly to himself.

But that's all about to change.

So, we remind him that it's Averyelle's turn today.

"And where are you taking us... ahem, her?"

That's when his eyes lit up.

"Ahhh.... now THAT would be telling!!!

He taps the side of his nose secretively, before picking up the phone and dialling a number. We try to listen in, but he's talking in some secret code or something.... So we give in.

"Oh, so another childhood venue is out of the question then?"

His face darkens slightly.
Ouchies! We hit a sore spot there.

"Well, I'll have you know, this is by 'special request'."

Our curiosity piqued, we go searching Averyelle out and find her sitting with Bailey, quietly reading.... or at least in the pretense of reading. She's really jittery with nerves and puts her book down, sighing deeply.

"Nervous?"

"Um.... no.."

Straightening her dress, she walks to the piano and tinkers with the keys, a discordant plink plink sound echoing in the spacious library.

"Ready?"

She nearly jumps out of her skin as she hears Chance's voice through the archway.

"Any idea where we're going?" she whispers.

"None, nope, sorry. But he did say this was by 'special request'.

"Oooohhh, I like the sound of that!"

"Coming!"

She bounces out of the room, waving to Bailey who'd joined her earlier and was reading about Couples Counselling, and putting on what she hopes is her cheeriest smile, even though she's as nervous as heck underneath.

"See ya later!"

"Have fun," Bailey replies smiling her usual serene smile.

With that, both Averyelle and Chance take a walk outside.

"Um, not taking the car?"

"No, not tonight, it's just a short walk away."

"Oh, okay."

"Don't worry, you'll feel the benefit when you get there."

"Oh right."

He was right. It WAS a short walk. They stopped in front of a 5* star hotel, the Golden Sun Resort and Health Spa, and Averyelle's eyes gleamed wickedly.

"Ooh, this doesn't look like a date to me," she pointed out, "more like a dirty weekend!"

That's exactly what we were thinking. Chance shook his head and walked around the front entrance.

"What I've got planned," he said calmly, "is much better than that."

As we turned the corner, realization dawned upon us.
He was taking Averyelle to the Spa!!!

Not just ANY Spa, this one was an exclusive Platinum Plumbob Members Only Spa!!! And luckily for us, Chance was a full paying member thanks to his influences around the place. And he'd gotten special dispensation, to use the Spa, as seeing fit!!!

Now how about that for pulling a few strings?

The only down side was that some of the complex was still under refurbishment, and the walls were still the bare plasterboard. But Chance wasn't to be phased. He was determined to make sure that Averyelle had the best possible service.

That 'secret code'? It appears that Chance is fluent in SimMandarin!
Also, he explained that it's much quieter during the early hours of the day here, so they'll virtually have the place to themselves.

How nice to have that amount of influence!!!

"Now what shall we do first?" he asked Averyelle, as she gaped about the place.

"Um, well...."

She slipped off one of her shoes and rubbed it gingerly.

"That's it then..... we're going for a Swedish massage!"

Averyelle blushed a little.

"Oh, don't worry, they're in separate rooms and you get to choose your masseuse."

"Ah, right."

With that, choosing their own personal masseuse, a guy for Averyelle....

... a gal for Chance....

..... the two of them popped into the adjoining rooms to enjoy a full 5* massage from the hotel's best masseuses, whilst we, the film crew sat around waiting.

When they finally came out, Averyelle's face was on of absolute bliss.

"Enjoyed that?"

"Yep."

They kissed, tenderly, which was really sweet, just as the sun was beginning to rise over the horizon, casting a lovely amber glow across this star-crossed pair.

"Good."

"What do you fancy next?"

Averyelle's eyes fell upon the sauna's opposite and glittered wickedly.

"I've always fancied one of those."

"Okay, sauna it is!"

Whipping out of their clothes and wrapping towels around themselves, they step into the steaming vortex that is the sauna room, and relax.

If Averyelle thought she was getting a little woohoo in there, she was sadly mistaken. It was far too hot and she had to come out before her auburn hair started to frizz. But still, rosy cheeked and beaming, she looked refreshed and happy.

"Nice?"

"Ohh, lovely."

It was then that these two decided to drop their politeness and start being themselves. We've noticed that for a while, Averyelle has been dying to have some 'alone time' with Chance, but noted that he was always following Sera everywhere.

Now that they were on their own (apart from us, the camera crew), she had her opportunity.
And boy, did Chance enjoy it too as they had some fun together.

She thought he was 'hot', and he returned the sentiments too.

We thought Chance was a quiet, secretive kind of guy. But here, he feels so secure in Averyelle's presence that he can't help gossiping about one of the locals!!!

Naughty boy!!!!

Trust us.... these two were like a pair of naughty kids, gossiping and being devious together.

But that fun was soon to end though. Laughing so hard at some of her dirty jokes, Chance nearly wet himself. So he went to the 'boys' room, whilst Averyelle waited outside.

Espying the vending machines, she felt peckish and slipped in a couple of simoleans.

And then sat her rump down in the deserted coffee shop to munch happily on a gigantic bag of chocolate.

We could only gape at her as she shovelled the food down. She looked up at us and grinned.

"Never diet," she explained, "have one of those bodies that can take any junk food without showing anywhere."

Lucky gal.

Well, Chance came back out and smiled when he saw her polishing off the last few crumbs.

"Sorry, was hungry."

"Hey, no problem, I like a girl with a healthy appetite."

Then they started flirting again with Averyelle on full charm offensive, with Chance sucking it up BIG TIME!

She was determined to force Sera out of Chance's mind and to concentrate fully on her instead!

And it worked!

Sadly, eventually, the date had to come to an end.

"That was awesome!" Averyelle declared, "what a hell of a dream date that was, thanks Chance!"

In her excitement, she planted one hell of a kiss on his lips, just to let him know that firstly, she'd thoroughly enjoyed her date....

.... and secondly, to give him something really unforgettable!!!!
What a gal!!!!

And so ended a really good and pleasant date for all.

Next on the list is ....

Melanie Larson

Date #3 - Melinda Serroa

2009-08-09T15:47:00.000-07:00

It appears that there just has to be one in the pack. One that, no matter how hard you try.... they're never... ever... satisfied.

In this case, it's Melinda Serroa.

Unsure of her predestined hobby, Chance though it would be a nice idea to go down memory lane and share some amazing childhood memories with Melinda.

For a man, that's a rare thing indeed, opening his heart like that.

Well, he didn't want to spoil the surprise, so he just suggested that she follow him, as he had something really special to show her.

Grinning like a Cheshire cat, he marched bravely onwards, hoping that Melinda would appreciate this little venue, just as much as he did in his youth.

When they turned the corner.....
.... her face fell....
.... a mile....

Disappointment showing clearly on her face.

"Welcome to Lakeside conservation centre," Chance beamed proudly, "I used to come here with my dad to do a spot of fishing."

"Um, yeah," came the uncertain reply.

By now, Melinda's eyes were darting about, looking for something.... anything.... that was remotely interesting to her. Sadly.... there was nothing at all.

"It's changed a lot since the last time I was here," Chance continued, "it used to be wasteland, and a dumping site for anything that wasn't nailed down. But then, a couple of young folks decided that it was a place of beauty, and a natural habitat for birds, fish and other wildlife. So they used their savings, and bugged the life out of a couple of high rolling businessmen, and managed to get a few sponsors to help them bring nature back to this place."

"Erm.... that's .... nice."

It was obvious that Melinda expected a lot more than this nature trail. She'd heard the others all bragging about how they'd spent their dates at restaurants etc.... And she'd secretly hoped that Chance would spoil her too.

Chance was slightly put off by Melinda's offhand, disinterested tone, that he didn't see one of the conservation guys checking things over. None other than Edward Cullen (courtesy of Maggie at Cosy Corner Sims 2), otherwise he might have gone across and greeted him.

Seeing that Melinda was distracted, and on the verge of tears, Chance asked if she wouldn't mind playing toss football with her. Anything to get her to interact in some way.

She agreed, and found that she was starting to enjoy herself. Perhaps this wasn't going to be so bad after all.

But then, disaster struck and the heavens opened with a short sharp shower, drenching the two of them and ruining that cherished moment for both parties.

There was a slurping sound nearby and Melinda turned and grimaced slightly at the scantily clad woman shovelling food into her waiting mouth.

Dina Caliente!!!!!

Another wannabe Sim, wanting to have their 15 minutes of fame!!!
If I recall correctly, she'd applied to go on the show and was rejected immediately for breaking the rules. Firstly, you had to be single, and she was widowed.

Oh, and she was too old too. Reaching her late 30's early 40's.....

Aye, pretend to do that fainting thing missus, we've got you tagged here. There's only one woman who is going to demand Chance's attention.

And it's not you!!!

"Are you hungry?" Chance asked Melinda softly, noticing her staring at Dina.

"Umm, yeah, whatever."

"Let me treat you, just order whatever you fancy and I'll pay."

They sat down at the flapjack stand where she ordered the catfish, whilst Chance went for the chicken soup.

Because the soup took the longest to cook, Melinda, choking down what appeared to be a really nice meal, but not to her tastes (apparently)

had already finished her meal, and not hiding her obvious boredom, took refuge on one of the garden benches, sighing very deeply whilst thinking about Chance.

She felt cheated in some way.

Not to be disheartened, Chance challenged her, just so she'd get her butt off the bench.

Fishing.

"Do you know how to cast off?" he asked hesitantly.

"'Course I do, used to fish with my grandpa many years ago," she replied slyly, grinning slightly.

And so they stood, side by side, casting their lines and hoping for a catch. This lasted for about an hour and even Chance found himself getting bored. Besides, she'd hurt her wrist after snagging the line on a submerged root. So they soon gave up that pastime.

Sensing that she wasn't enjoying herself, he led her to one of the docks, where a slight breeze rustled the weeping willows.

There, he took her hand and began kissing up her arm.

He tried flirting with her and kissing etc but somehow, it just wasn't quite enough.

By now, she was so fed up, that she was close to tears and wanted this date to end. Noting that she was visibly upset, Chance gave her a reassuring hug and promised that he'd take her elsewhere on their next date.

Melinda, although showing obvious strains of distress throughout this date, didn't want to appear ungrateful, so she awarded it as a 'dream date'. Just because she felt obliged to be nice.

It's a shame really. They're such a nice couple really. But Chance, I'm afraid, made a wrong choice of venue.

On the way back home, Melinda took the lead, fair running home, to the safety and sanctuary of the mansion. And to hide in a corner so that the other girls didn't see her face flushed and wet with tears.

Let's hope the next one will be better.

Averyelle Fairchild.

What's this?????

2009-08-08T10:39:00.000-07:00

Well, whilst Chance is busy with his On-on-One dates, we left a few cameras running back at the mansion.

And we were surprised to discover these little shenanigans that have been going on.

Firstly, we were aware that Alexa was *ahem* 'different, but we didn't know just how different she was.

She has no hang ups about her body at all, and was found, standing on the veranda, in the moonlight.....

.... painting....

... NAKED!!!!

**PLEASE NOTE ....This picture has been edited and censored for it's content.**

Although we can't complain. She and Melanie are getting on well in the hot tub though, chatting amiably to one another.

But here's the clincher.... the 'hot gossip' So to speak.
There's an outsider, muscling in on the action.

Remember Chance's jealous glares at Sera's 'friend', as she greeted him?

Sera, bless her, tried her hardest to show this Juan (yeah, go figure), how to salsa (with disastrous results, the guy has two left feet).

Then we found him cozying up to all the rest at the dinner table - getting his feet under the table there.... what what??

When all of a sudden, no sooner had Chance walked out of the door with Melinda ....

THIS happened!!!!

WTF????

O-kay. That wasn't supposed to happen... but it did. This is going to be interesting indeed.

We'll just have to sit it out and see what happens......

But until then, we're going to have to keep an eye on Sera.... She's a tigress!!!

Oh yes Sera, we're watching you...
.... literally.

Date # 2 - Bailey Bratz

2009-08-06T04:16:00.000-07:00

Well, it appears that Chance is improving somewhat, in this whole 'dating' process.

This time it's the turn of Bailey Bratz. A very nice, helpful, family oriented Sim who, unusually for an Aries, prefers to stay in the background a lot.

But, it appears, she's got the same murderous tendencies as Bridget, as one of her wants is to see the ghost of a certain (female this time) townie Sim.

Ohh, errr.... How on earth did these get through the net? We're pretty certain that every Sim that applied, was carefully screened. Guess poor Chance might just need the help of a couple of bodyguards during this challenge (and I know of a few that'll fit the bill quite nicely).

Well, on with the show.

Bailey, bless her, was busy working out, when Chance approached her about a date. He'd heard that her favourite pastime was Music & Dance, and thought, why not take her dancing and dining?

And there's no better hang out than that of Crypt 'O' Night nightclub. Notorious hang out for vampires and such.

And to be honest, I've never seen my film crew volunteer so quickly for this assignment. I have a sneaking suspicion that they're all eager and keen to catch a glimpse of a vampire or two.

Hmm, only time will tell. Perhaps tonight, we'll be lucky.

Well, as soon as they arrived, Chance, in his excitement, completely forgot about Bailey and headed straight for the bar. But then, after a few discreet coughs from the camera crew, he stopped just in time and turned his attention on her.

Smooth move there buster!!!

He told her that he'd seen the weather report, and it looked as though it was going to be a stormy night.

Sadly, that's not what Bailey was expecting to hear and told him bluntly so. So Chance retorted back very gruffly that that was what was on his mind.

And brought the relationship bars down.
Way to go lover boy.

Now, how on earth was he going to make this evening an unforgettable one, especially after that bad start?

Simple.

He asked Bailey if she'd mind playing rock, paper, scissors.
And they did, with amazing results. It definitely broke the ice there.

Just then, both stomachs started to grumble, so Chance decided it was time for a nice meal.

And that's when we had our first surprise of the evening.

Ambrose walked in.

Who, you may ask?

This guy...... alone. No idea what the story is there. Perhaps he needed some 'alone' time. But this isn't about him, it'ss about these two love birds, Chance and Bailey.

Not only that, there was another surprise visitor. And the camera crew were all over him like a bad rash!!!!

Wrath... the Blind King!!!

Who???

A character from a series of vampire books called collectively, the Black Dagger Brotherhood.

He didn't look too happy that Chance had muscled in, bribing the concierge with some flash cash, but he waited graciously anyway. Only to be told that all the tables had been taken.
So he sat scowling at the bar, getting himself drunk all evening.

Anywho, back to our couple.

The tables indoors had all been taken, so they were led outside onto the veranda.

Whilst they were looking at the menus....

.... the heavens opened and it poured down on them.
So Chance was right!!! But he wisely kept his mouth shut.

Instead, whilst he waited for Bailey to make her order, he took a sip of water and gazed upon her.

Is this a sign.... perhaps?

The waiter took the order and brought back some champagne, to which Chance toasted Bailey to a wonderful evening.

Then he blew her a kiss.

She beamed all over her face!!!!!

Sadly, for some unknown reason, the waiter placed the meals on the table, but the plates vanished without a trace. So, not letting this ruin the moment, Chance invited Bailey onto the dance floor.

Over the din, he requested some House Mix music, and the DJ happily obliged, spinning the decks expertly.

Up until then, Bailey had been quiet and reserved. But as soon as the music started, she was full of energy, dancing and gyrating and generally enjoying herself.

She had so much energy, that Chance couldn't keep up and ended up standing watching her, amazed at how she was having so much fun on the now, crowded danced floor.

Out of breath, and slightly flushed, she sought out Chance, who asked her if she'd like a small memento of the evening. A picture of the two of them, goofing about.

She happily agreed and the two of them squashed into the photo booth. (and yes, I've been warned about those things, they're a HUGE magnet for ACR and woohoo).

Afterwards, Chance gave Bailey one of his infamous back rubs, after Bailey complained about a shoulder spasm. He definitely looked happy about doing that one!!!!

They slow danced briefly.

Then he gave her a gentle hug.

She returned the favour by congratulating him on his vast knowledge on Couples Counselling.
O-kay.

And then they ended the date with a passionate kiss.

Bailey declared that she'd thoroughly enjoyed her date with Chance, scoring it as a DREAM DATE!!!!! And couldn't wait to try that one again.

And so endeth date #2.

Next time:

Melinda Serroa

The 'Dates' - Date # 1 - Bridget Tangaroa

2009-08-03T17:41:00.000-07:00

Because of the huge lag in game, it was decided that Chance would start the dating process a little earlier than scheduled. Also, I've changed the rules ever so slightly too. Nothing too serious, but enough to speed up the challenge.

So, without further ado, it was decided, by Chance (and the production team) that he'd date the women with the least relationship points first, in an attempt to see if they're compatible. Also, to get a one-on-one with them, see what makes them 'tick'.

Well, his first 'official' date was with the 'quiet, shy' Bridget.

But don't be fooled by this facade. Underneath that refined exterior, there beats the heart of a vicious, mean tempered Scorpio woman.

Oh yes.

To avoid any cat fights, Chance decided to take Bridget to his favourite haunt.... Baliwood Star Lanes, at Bluewater Village. It was just before midnight, the sky was clear but the moon wasn't out just yet.

Perfect night for a date?
We hope so.

The date started off a little hesitantly, with both parties, nervous as heck around each other. Chance admitted that he'd never been in this kind of scenario before, and found it (and Bridget) a little intimidating.

We just told him, and Bridget, to be themselves and see how the evening fares.

Little did we know just how long, (and how eventful) this date was going to be. With cameras rolling, we allowed our little 'love birds' the freedom to do as they wished. If it ended up with woohoo afterwards, that's fine by us, as long as they were 'safe'. We don't want little 'additions' to the family.... just yet.

So, to break up the uncomfortable atmosphere, Chance decided to challenge Bridget to a game of 'catch'.

Safe, cool, good idea. Harmless....

Erm... well.. no, not exactly.

Things were going fine until Bridget decided to gear up her competitive side. And hurled the ball at Chance at top speed, aiming directly at his body.

Twice.

She took great delight at directing her hits at some of his most sensitive parts of his body. But, being the gentleman that he is... he cursed only quietly to himself, and gamely continued to play along. After all, he didn't want to have a scene, not just yet. Sadly, that didn't start the date off so well. Thank goodness her aim is off, otherwise the poor guy would have been weeping for a week.

If this is her 'playful' side, I'd hate to think what she'd be like when she's annoyed...

Also, whilst playing catch, Bridget and Chance got talking, and she revealed to him, one of her biggest wants ...

... and it's not something that you normally share on a date... that's for sure.

She wants desperately, to see the ghost of a townie Sim that insulted, annoyed and made her cry a while back (see Darius' 30 Sim challenge on Cosy Corner Sims 2 for more details).
(sorry, no pictures, didn't want to scare poor Chance away with THOSE bad memories)

O-kay. This woman is... scary.
Truly.

Personally, I'd hate to be on the receiving end of her wrath, if she was wronged in anyway.

Whilst on the lot, a wicked witch came by. To which I decided NOT to allow any of my date Sims to greet her. After all, Chance already had the makings of an evil woman there before him... so why tempt fate?

Well, they went bowling, which was fun. They enjoyed themselves thoroughly.

Then Chance decided to make some moves.

Or did he?

But wait! What's this????

ACR strikes again. This time, they're falling into each others arms. Chance is really going for the 'charm offensive here!'

But then THIS happened.....

Temptation has just strutted through the doors, in the guise of temptress Alessandra Venetia, all dark curls, smouldering pouts and sexy curves. (oh yes, we've made this challenge all the more exciting)

This is going to be interesting.

Bridget caught sight of her first, and judging by the look on her face, she's gearing up for a fight... just in case.

But she needn't have feared, Chance only has eyes for her. After all, as we mentioned earlier, he's being a true gentleman. That didn't stop Bridget from launching herself at Chance and landing a big smooch, directly on his lips, taking him by surprise.

Of course, seeing an opportunity here, Chance reciprocated... with obvious relish!!!!

Guess she was 'marking' her territory ... or something.

O-kay.

He decided to fulfil a few of Bridget's wants, and noticed that one of them was a 'slow dance', so dutifully he obliged.

They twirled and snuggled up close. Then, with a cheek grin, his hands began to wander.

And Bridget liked that.

Well, that's a start.

But then, chancing his luck, he leaned forward for a smooch (considering that not an hour ago, they couldn't pry their lips from each other) and he was instantly rebuffed!!!

WTF???? Guess she feels intimidated by Alessandra's presence and isn't quite comfortable with the fact that she's within eye contact of Chance.

Poor guy... just can't get a break from this highly jealous woman.

Well, whilst they were up close and personal, Chance just happened to be distracted slightly and we wondered why. Was it the dark haired temptress that was still hanging around?

Nay.

It was a fight that had broken out between Wanda Tinker and an unknown assailant.

See, we told you this date was eventful. (sorry again for lack of pictures, we're here for the dates, not the drama that's going on in the neighbourhood).

Chance felt some knots in Bridget's shoulders and back and asked politely if she wouldn't mind a back rub. To which she agreed.

Judging by both their faces, that was total bliss.

Then he thought, what the hell, and planted a BIG smooch on her lips, just for the hell of it (and just to see if he could melt this ice-princesse's heart a little). The expression on her face was indeed, truly priceless.

On a side note, I feel there's an invasion from Goopy Emporium, here at the lot. (either that, or there's a BIG end of stock sale) Just check these two guys out. Wearing the same, terrible outfits!!!!

Okay, back on track.

Pleased with himself, Chance dares a glance at the camera (and the woman behind the lens, nearly swoons with desire), a slightly smug look on his face.

"Am I doing well?" he asks, whilst Bridget goes off to 'powder her nose'.

We give him the thumbs up.

"You're doing great there, keep going."

Well, when she comes back, he draws up his courage and asks her a rather direct question. To which we were surprised at her reply.

"Well," he asks brazenly, "do you like what you see?"

She shrugs nonchalantly, and replies....

"Meh, I prefer men who are a little more buff!"

Poor Chance. Guess he's got no hopes with Bridget here. Still he soldiers on, hoping that somehow this date will improve somewhat.

The morning is dawning and Chance is feeling fatigued at the energy he is putting into this date. And as there isn't a catering facility at this lot, he and Bridget decide to go home, but not before ending the date.

With gritted teeth, Chance waits to see what her reply is.
And surprisingly, she had a really good time, notching up her date as 'Good'.

Before they enter the mansion, Chance gives her a tender, chaste kiss.

And so endeth the first of 7 dates.

**on a side note here**

Well, hello there, handsome!!!!

Just as Chance and Bridget were leaving the lot, a familiar face pops up....
To which the producer of the show, nearly busts an artery....
... wolf whistles, squeals in an undignified manner and promptly faints on the spot.

Rhage/Hal E Wood (whatever name you go by sonny) ... you beast, you're such a tease.

Sadly, either he was too embarrassed at her outburst, or he didn't hear her squeals of carnal delight, or he was a little side-tracked. As he continued walking, with a purposeful gait.

Next on Chance's dates is.....

Bailey Bratz

So stay tuned folks.....

Is the Pressure Getting too Much?

2009-06-01T16:11:00.000-07:00

With the rumours about the girls sneaking away from Chance's fortified mansion, (just kidding, they're free to come and go as they wish). And the fact that a hot new guy is causing a mighty ruckus in the adjoining neighbourhood, could this mean that Chance is losing his 'shine', his, 'novelty'?

After all, they're living in a fish bowl environment, with cameras placed in practically every single room, with very little privacy around. So it's obvious that somebody is wanting to be 'out' and escape the prying eyes of the public.

So far, we've had Bailey, Bridget, Melinda and Melanie, all escaping the confines of the mansion. And Chance himself, has managed to elude all these hopeful young ladies too. Sadly, that freedom was short lived though, as Melinda was the one to draw the short straw and become the group's 'unofficial' search party.

So.... following the old saying 'if you can't beat 'em, join 'em'. Chance decides to bring his complete entourage down to Pleasantview to see this Darius guy once and for all. After all, it's only 'polite' to crash (or in this case, invite himself) a party.

At the time, Darius was completely oblivious to the fact that his house was about to be overrun by a group of amorous ladies. He was a little 'busy' himself, entertaining his own guests.

Let's just say... nothing here and let the pictures do the talking.

Man, when that guy gets busy... he certainly gets 'busy'.

So, whilst Darius was *ahem*, otherwise occupied, Chance and his whole 'entourage', cameras and all, all decided to hang around Darius' front lawn.

It's there that we start seeing the cracks beginning to show with Chance. As everybody is standing creating 'good thoughts' over our handsome hunk, he takes one sweeping look at one of the ladies and ....

... well...

See for yourself. Not only is he getting all hot and bothered over a completely unaware Averyelle....

....Chance has gone gaga over Sera, bless her. And give her credit, she's blissfully unaware of his gaping jaw and drooling mouth. Let's just hope that by the end of this challenge, we don't need the men in white coats. After all, this is a 'Bachelor' challenge and NOT an asylum *gulps*

I hope.

Not only that, panther-like, another female, determined to stake her claim, starts to prowl in. Firstly she stands back and quietly observes and judging by her face, she's not happy with the way things are going.

Her heart is fluttering wildly over Darius as he finally makes his appearance.
Wanton hussy!!!!

But, and this is a BIG BUT. She's eager to gain that coveted prize once and for all. The chance of a lifetime to marry Chance and live happily ever after.

So, she brazenly approaches, measuring the distance and marking her territory by flirting outrageously with Chance in public. To which, with her hypnotic powers, he is definitely entranced.

And to finish off her possession, she leaps into his arms.

O-kay young lady.... it's about time to stop hogging Chance and give others the opportunity to monopolize him throughout this challenge.

*ahem*

It appears that at least one of our females is exceptionally territorial. This looks like trouble in the Chance mansion. But, as we're only there as impartial observers, then alas, we cannot do anything but watch as the drama unfolds.

Bailey Jumps on the Bandwagon Now

2009-04-23T00:58:00.000-07:00

After hearing about Bridget's adventures with Darius, Bailey decided enough was enough and snuck out of the mansion to see what all the fuss was about.

She was so keen on hearing all about this 'hot' new guy, that she too, forgot to take off her Masquerade Ball mask.

So, as it was a lovely sunny day, she went for a little stroll, taking in her surroundings, and ended up at Pleasantview.

Hovering expectantly outside Darius' house, she took a deep breath and inhaled all the lovely aromas around her.

Naturally, like a bee around a honey pot, Darius was really keen on meeting her. But sadly, as soon as she opened her mouth, what came out.... wasn't exactly what Darius wanted to hear.

She started bragging about the 'challenge' and enthused about Chance.

Which, unfortunately, bored Darius to bits.

But that wasn't the end of it.

Once she got inside, she met up with what I'd regard as 'Miss Psycho Bitch', with a really odd dress sense. (perhaps a follower of Goopy's fashion parade???)

One minute she was nice. Chatting amiably, laughing and sharing jokes.

But then she turned evil.

Darius made some toasties and both he and Bailey sat down to eat them and chat. He cordially invited Miss PB too, but she just stood there..... glaring at Darius.

O-kay

As soon as Darius' back was turned, she launched into Bailey, throwing her off guard and making her cry.

At this point, the camera crew were about to step in and defend Bailey, but were shocked when she suddenly started showing some inner strength of her own.

And hit back.

HARD!!!

You go girl!!! Show her who's boss!!!

Still royally ticked off with Miss PB, Bailey decided to calm herself down by using Darius' computer to search for anything to do with Sports.

Unfortunately....

... she broke the computer.

So, without further ado, she made her quick goodbyes and fled, before Darius could put the blame on her.

Smart girl.

As for Miss PB....

Well, let's just say, she's another 'notch' on Darius' bedpost.

Bailey.. girl.... you made a really lucky escape there.

Bridget's 'Missing Hours'

2009-02-15T18:13:00.000-08:00

The last we saw of dear Bridget, was before the 'Grand Masked Ball'.
She told us all that she didn't have time for anything like that and wasn't really into 'dressing up'

After that, she vanished from the mansion.

And now we know why.

She heard about this Darius guy and decided to check him out.
Poor guy unwittingly was just picking up his morning paper, when she arrived on his doorstep.
Only to have her prank him instantly.

Not a good move, my dear.

Nice (desperate) guy that he is, he invited her into his humble abode and gave her breakfast.

He's not the only one at the receiving end of her pranks.

There was Florence Delarosa.

Then some poor townie who just happened to be passing.
He'd barely got across the threshold of Darius' place, when she marched up to him with that 'dreaded finger' of hers.

Bridget dear.
Just to let you know.

You're not earning brownie points here.
Voting is coming up pretty soon and the last thing you want is to show everyone how unpopular you're making yourself.

Especially when you're trying so hard to win over Chance's heart.

Busted

2009-02-12T17:20:00.000-08:00

Poor Chance. Can't get a minute's peace and quiet without someone demanding his attention.
Not only that, he's got an entire film crew watching his every move.

So, he decides to sneak out of the mansion and hot foot it across to a tiny little bowling alley/snooker hall/coffee shop.

Whilst he's there, he puts his feet up and watches the TV.

Guess he's not used to having all those ladies demanding their drama docu-soaps. So he's nicely settled down here, in the relative peace and tranquility of the place.

But not for very much longer.

The ladies have all missed his presence, and poor Melinda, halfway through changing out of her masked ball costume, has drawn the short straw.

She's arrived to bring him home.
And she's not happy at all.

Needless to say, due to a conflict of nature (the portable video camera suddenly being launched in front of a moving truck), we cannot bring you any juicy gossip on what was said.

But it's definitely going to be gossip, back at the mansion.

All I'll say is this....

Judging by Chance's face, he's not a happy bunny.
No, not at all.

*sigh*

That's what happens when you volunteer to do a 'reality' show, Chance.

On a Side Note

2009-02-06T15:14:00.000-08:00

Word has gotten out about a new guy called Darius Milligan in Pleasantview, who's task it is to date 30 Sims. So, without further ado, dear Chance decided to pay him a little visit.

Perhaps he was making sure that his 'ladies' weren't being drawn into Darius' 'web of lurve'.

Nevertheless, he was greeted cordially, just as Darius was getting set up on his first official date.

He needn't have worried, as the date was in fact....

.... Jasmyn Nott, the infamous evil witch.
And judging by the reaction on Darius' face, he was none too happy with this arrangement.

So, whilst this Darius was trying to make the date work, Chance made himself at home, watching TV and hanging around with the 'guys'.

Until, that is.....

Nina Caliente came along. She'd already singled him out as soon as he appeared in front of the house.

With bated breath, we all waited to see how this would work. Would she draw him into her own little 'web of lurve', or would he resist her 'charms'.

Actually neither, as she decided to prank him instead, annoying the spit out of him.

After that, they both ended up fighting.

*sigh*

Nina, that's NOT the way to win over our handsome hunk's heart.... and you know it too. When will you EVER learn woman?

At least we know he's not going to be side-tracked from his own mission to find 'Miss Right'.
He's already got a harem of beautiful ladies at his disposal as it is.

The Masked Ball

2008-11-03T19:55:00.001-08:00

Chance decided to take the plunge and organise a Masked Ball for everyone. So, after much excitement, and a few non-starters, everybody got into the spirit of things and decided to have some fun.

With gorgeous gowns galore and rich beauties to choose from, Chance was spoiled for choice when it came to dancing with partners.

Firstly, he decided to 'classic dance' with Sera.

All was going well, he couldn't keep his eyes off her....

then THIS happened....

Considering is hobby is Music and Dance, I swear he has two left feet.

At least she took it nicely.

So much so that we heard that familiar 'crush' tinkle.
And what's this? Shameless flirting.... from Sera??????

Uh oh, this is going to make the competition even tougher..... especially with the jealousy stuff going on.

Then it was the turn of Melinda.

Obviously, Chance was once again, bowled over by her startling beauty, and declared happily that she looked just like a princess. To which she blushed, before jiggling to the latest music on the stereo.

Yep, not a single stitch of classical music in sight. This was a fun 'ball' with great dances and clever moves.

Next on the list was Melanie. She too looked stunning. However, for some reasons unknown, she cold shouldered Chance and decided to dance with Melinda.

That didn't stop Chance though, for soon afterwards, in came Alexa, looking ravishing in red and stole Chance's heart along with spinning him deftly across the dance floor.

Is there a 'spark' there? They're dancing pretty close to us, and can't seem to keep their eyes off each other.

Yes, once again, the tinkle of 'crush' came up.

We had Averyelle next in a startling gown of red, black and white. She was particularly hypnotic with those emerald green eyes of hers.

And lastly, with her cat-like appearance, was Bailey. A little shy and apprehensive, but really happy that Chance had actually agreed to dance with her.

And so the party continued well into the evening, before everyone became hungry and desperately needed the bathroom.

Everybody enjoyed themselves as they intermingled on the dance floor.

The Green-eyed Monster Already?

2008-10-06T11:44:00.000-07:00

Things are coming along smoothly here in the mansion, where many of the ladies have managed to discover their hobbies and are fast making friends with each other.

Sera loves to play the piano, even thought it is terrible. But, in doing so, she discovered that her hobby is Music and Dance.

Chance, on the off-chance (no pun intended), decided to turn on the stereo in the gym. And he too, has discovered that his hobby is Music and Dance. Especially when he's practicing those 'moves' for the 'dance-off'.

Oops, there's a major blunder for you. It was supposed to be a secret, but Chance thought it'd be a good idea, before the first elimination, to have a 'masked ball'. To dance with each lady and see which one he feels comfortable with.

Alexa, also discovered that Music and Dance is her hobby when she randomly decided to give herself a warm-up at the barre.

Whilst Melanie was finishing off her lunch, Averyelle decided to clean up. While she was in the kitchen, Bridget was there making spaghetti for dinner. With being busy skilling, she' skipped lunch altogether.

Melanie had a want to be BFF to Averyelle, so she initiated a few chats, a story on sports and tickles, just to bring up their friendship levels.

Who is this, hiding behind the newspaper?

Why, it's our dear Bailey, reading up on Arts and Crafts, bless her.

A few Sims have managed to swot up on some of the newer skills.
Melanie understands more about fire.

Chance knows a little more about Couples Counselling.

As dinner isn't ready yet, Chance decides to make himself useful and cleans the shower room out. Ohh, even in concentration, he's still quite handsome.

Is this the look of 'love'?

Actually, it's Chance congratulating Sera on something. Not exactly sure of what. And poor Melinda sitting there, witnessing it all. I wouldn't like to be inside her head today, and trying to figure out what she's thinking.

Poor girl. She has been trying.

But wait...

... what's this?

Some random townie, getting close and personal with Sera?

At first Chance looks fairly happy about it, until he moves closer.

And the Green-Eyed Monster finally strikes.
Just look at that face on Chance.

He doesn't look too happy there, does he?

Please stay tuned for what could be a REALLY interesting challenge indeed.

Do we have a Mail Thief in Bluewater?

2008-09-23T18:10:00.000-07:00

Many apologies for not bringing you an update so soon.
I've kinda sorta been busy with other things.

But here's something that might just tickle your fancy.

The postman in Bluewater, just happens to be Sheldon Hanby (any relation to the maid Lucy Hanby perchance?) and he's busy doing his rounds.

However, news has got around that someone is stealing mail from all the mailboxes, so he's extra vigilant.

I forget the guy's name, but on looking at Sheldon's face, he's none too happy with this 'loiterer'.

I don't know who you are fella, but I don't trust you.

Seriously, after Sheldon put the mail in the box, he walked away, then walked back, just to make sure this guy hadn't been dipping into the mailbox.

And poor Sera, running out there to see if her CD's have arrived. Aww bless.
Honey, you should be indoors studying like everyone else!

Heck no, I wanna listen to my CD's NOW.

I think Chico Ramirez in the background, looks slightly amused by her wild actions.....

Study Time for Everyone??

2008-09-08T06:31:00.000-07:00

Well, with the arrival of Apartment Life, new wants suddenly appeared in everyone's wants bars.
This makes the mini task of achieving wants for everyone, a little easier.

So, with a little help from Chance himself, we encouraged our group of ladies to sit down and study the delights of Fire Safety, Couples Counselling, Anger Management, Lifelong Happiness etc.

All except one person.
Sera.

Nothing rolled up in her wants panel at all, except the wants to be friends with almost everyone.

She was sat in the yellow room, watching horror movies.

Melanie - "I've seen a gorgeous pair of pink sandals in the sales recently...."

Sera - "Shush! It's getting to the scary part."

So, Melanie decides to leave Sera to her horror movie and join everyone for study session.
But wait.

Are these ladies REALLY studying and reading their books?

As soon as Chance sat down, Melanie looked a little stunned that Chance chose to sit right next to her!!!!

We have Melinda and Alexa sat together, studying hard (or is that Melinda trying to pretend she's not sitting next to Miss French Fry head?)

Chance and Melanie look as though they're enjoying their books.

However, sitting directly across the room, Averyelle can't seem to drag her eyes away from Chance. Not only that, Bridget is staring at Alexa's costume too.

As for Bailey, her mind is fixed on Averyelle for some reason. Is she secretly plotting to hug that poor woman to death at every given moment?

Poor Averyelle.

However, it seems that Bridget has spotted something VERY untoward about our dear Chance.
Her eyes seem glued to the vicinity of his 'bum' area.

So we zoomed the camera in a little closer....

... and this is what we found.

Oh my, Chance, you really should take care when dressing on a morning. You've got an impression to make with all these ladies, and wandering around in rags just doesn't help at all.

Psst:
For all you sharp eyed folks out there, you'll have noticed the seating arrangements with Chance. In one picture he's by the window, in another he's further into the room. That's because I had to reset the scenario after the computer shut down losing valuable information and progress.

How about some 'study' time?

2008-09-06T07:08:00.001-07:00

'Getting to know you' Part one

2008-09-04T23:25:00.000-07:00

Chance decided today was the day to chat to his 'roomies', share interests etc.

A 'Getting to Know You', scenario

The first one on his list was Sera.
After his disastrous first meeting with her, it was a wise decision to apologise and hope that she can put all that behind her.

So, much to the chagrin of all the other guests, they decided to 'hang out' in the kitchen.
Which stopped everyone from washing up their plates. Oh, by the way, I have no idea who did it, but someone broke the dishwasher. So I guess it's time for the repairman to call.

We're not pointing fingers here, honestly, but we'll know who it is soon enough.
Interesting.

Well, they discussed economics, which was a pretty sore point for Chance. He didn't want to hear about the credit crunch and all of that.

Then they took to a little tickling, to which Sera's squeals enchanted Chance even more.

He was then prompted to flirt a little and kiss her hand. He did it dutifully, but not without a little pouting to start off with anyway.

You'd think that he was going to the gallows, NOT kissing the hand of a beautiful lady.

After the great Apartment Life installation, however, he lost interest in Sera slightly, wanting to chat to Melinda.

However, that didn't go down to well. Try as she might, Melinda just couldn't stop Chance from yawning whenever she opened her mouth.

In the end, he regarded her as 'dull' compared to the lively Sera and showed it too. Much to the disdain of poor Melinda.

Next on the list was Bailey.

He approached her confidently, beaming.

Bailey looked a little apprehensive and shy, but waited patiently to see what he'd talk about.
Chance went for a safe option.

The Weather.

Bad choice, as just at that moment, there was a sudden nasty downpour that soured their moods somewhat. Besides, Bailey wanted something more exciting to talk about than the weather.

Well, that wiped the smile off his face.

Guess it didn't go down as well as we'd expected. The faces those two pulled were a drama in themselves.

"Nope sorry... I can't handle this Bailey."

"Well, I'm not listening to you either."

**sigh**

Guess this challenge isn't going a 'swimmingly' as we'd thought.

Stay tuned for more antics of this mixed bag of folks.

Hilarious Out Takes #1

2008-08-30T16:03:00.000-07:00

It appeared to everyone that Alexa was always in a great hurry to get to work. Perhaps it was the money aspect of it all, the chance to 'shine', chase after that promotion.

In doing all of this, however, she was losing valuable 'quality' time with Chance, dropping her chances to get to know him better.

Until our cameras caught her sneaking out to work one day.
And now we know why she was so keen to be up and about at the crack of dawn, before anybody else.

It was her 'uniform'.

She was embarrassed about it.

And according to these pictures, she wasn't happy either.

If I remember correctly, we had to edit out a few choice words as she muttered to herself, when going out of the door.

We'll leave you to figure out exactly what she was saying.
After all, it's a 'family' show and we can't corrupt 'delicate ears'.

Can we?

Attractions - and Quality Time with Everyone

2008-08-20T11:06:00.000-07:00

Chance is an early bird, as we've all discovered. Getting up at the crack of dawn for a quick workout in the gym. And gaining a body skill point into the bargain.

Yes, we've had requests to show off his body. Unfortunately, as this is a 'family' show, we can only show off certain parts, hence the upper torso shot.

So, yes ladies, you can now commence drooling.

He's not the only one to rise early. Everyone else all decided to get up before the sun.

Bailey, with her shy smile and lack of inhibitions, wandering around the house in her nightie no less, decides that this morning, she'll study cooking. And for that, she achieved one of her Wants from the list.

Bridget decided to sit and watch the waves and the sunrise. Gather her thoughts together.

Melinda also thought it was a good idea to step out onto the beach, to grab a bit of the fresh sea air into her lungs to invigorate her for the rest of the day.

All the rest, Melanie, Averyelle and Alexa, gathered together in one of the bedrooms to catch up on some gossip and make comments about the really comfortable beds they all slept in.
And what the plans Chance had with everyone today.

Then, Averyelle, bored with the 'girly' conversation, decided to have a go on the piano.
And discovered that her predestined hobby is Music and Dance.

In the meantime, Chance decided to cook breakfast.
Oh yes, you cheeky fellow, playing peekaboo from behind the fridge.

It appears that Chance is in a playful mood today.
Unsure of his guests preferences, he decided to play it 'safe' and serve cereal.
It appeared to be extremely popular.

Alexa, however, had to skip breakfast, as she had an early bird appointment and had to dash off to work.

Hence the noticeable absence at the breakfast table.

Sera was the first one to breakfast, so seizing the opportunity, Chance decided to join her.
Things were getting a little 'cosy' when he initiated a 'flirt/feed a bite' option. Much to Sera's dismay.

She kindly refused, but you can definitely see the horror in her face.

She looks extremely uncomfortable there.
All she did was talk about kissing. Maybe not the best topic to talk about. But still, it probably had to be said anyway. Who knows what goes on inside the heads of these people.

Chance, I think you may have blown your chances with Sera. I hope you've got a speedy recovery from that faux pas.

After that, she made her excuses and vanished into the kitchen, busying herself with putting the dirty pots away.
Chance had to call her over to join the others.

Delighted that he'd gathered the majority of them together in the dining room, Chance decided to 'scope room' for a possible match.

And to his surprise (and ours), four lucky ladies, stood out from the rest.

Sera (we know he's got the 'hots' for her)

Melinda, Bailey and Averyelle.

So basically, the competition is wide open at present. Chance is getting on so well with everyone that it's going to be an extremely hard decision when he's got to let one of them go at the end of this week.

Well, Chance decided that today, he wanted to get to know Melinda a little better, so, whilst everyone else was sitting chatting amongst themselves, he caught up with her for a little one-on-one.

Look at that guy, he's so suave. That nice easy smile and body language too.
Shame he lost that 'first impression' on Sera just now. Maybe he was a little too forward with her.

They seem to be getting on very well, so he suggested a dip in the hot tub.

As they sit chatting, and soaking, Melinda decided to splash Chance.

Unfortunately, that didn't quite have the effect she was hoping for. Cursing loudly, he complained about the water stinging his eyes.

Melinda couldn't apologise enough.

Oopsies. Hopefully this doesn't ruin her chances with Chance.

Stay tuned for more updates.

Day One - Closing the Evening

2008-08-13T16:20:00.000-07:00

We were hoping to have interviews with each individual female Sim. But unfortunately, that didn't quite go to plan.

Totally exhausted from her workout, Alexa was the first to bed. And then, as the evening passed, one by one, they all took a quick shower before retiring.

All except Melanie.

For some very odd reason, she decided to stop up and do a little 'midnight' workout. In the end, we had to chase her to bed, as she was close to exhaustion.

Before Chance finally retired, we asked him about his opinions on each girl.

He mused slightly, whilst scribbling the answers to the crossword in his hand.

Bailey Bratz - hmm, haven't had much contact with her yet, but she seems very nice. A little 'clingy' and has a 'hug' fetish, but still, there's plenty of time to get to know her.

Bridget Tangaroa - quite a forward speaker, highly intelligent too. I can hold a decent conversation with her. She's very tidy too and from what I've observed, she gets on well with everyone.

Melanie Larson - quite pretty. A little shy, but she's not afraid to join in some of the games and stuff.

Melinda Serroa - another one I haven't quite got to know well yet, but she reminds me of a delicate flower, quietly opening up. Should be interesting getting to know her.

Alexa Blake - now that woman is scary. Ambitious too, but scary. Extremely outspoken, but she seems genuine enough. Always seems to hang around me a lot, and I get the feeling I'm being watched (no offense guys). I've had the pleasure of having a one-on-one with her. She likes music, which is good, as there's still that piano that nobody seems to have bothered with.
She's also a bit of a fitness freak too.

Averyelle Fairchild - now that woman is one fiery redhead. She bores easily and doesn't seem to be getting on well with everyone. She also appears very stand offish, especially when it comes to human contact. I managed to have a one-on-one with her and she seems ok.

Serafina Starr - what an exotic beauty. She's really quite striking and somehow, I just couldn't get her out of my head. I'm hoping, tomorrow, to have a one-on-one with Sera, just to see what makes her tick.

It's been a very eventful day today. Meeting all these lovely ladies and having my entire home invaded by a camera crew too. But still, there's only 7 weeks of this.

How hard can it be?

Now if you don't mind, I'm going for a bath and then off to bed.

So, whilst Chance takes his bubble bath and contemplates the whole day's events, we are all wondering what tomorrow and the rest of the week will bring.

We shall leave you with the Night Cam switched on to let you see our gracious host and all his house guests, fast asleep. Along with their relationship bars with Chance.

Bailey:35/12

Sera: 46/18

Melanie: 27/17

Alexa: 33/19

Averyelle: 25/12

Melinda: 22/13

Bridget: 28/16

On another note:
Here are Chance's Wants and Fears, just before he gets to bed

Wants: Be Mayor (locked, LTW), a Bar, be friends with Bailey and Averyelle
Fears: Rejected for entertain, Burglar, become enemies with Alexa

Good night folks

See you all in the morning

Day One - the Afternoon Sessions

2008-08-13T03:33:00.000-07:00

It appears that Bailey and Averyelle just don't get on at all. Poor Bailey keeps wanting to give Averyelle hugs, but she's not having it. Keeps muttering something about it being 'too weird'.

In fact, Averyelle, just to get away from Bailey, stormed off in a huff and ended up in the yellow room, sitting quietly. Possibly thinking deep thoughts.

Hunger pains got the better of Chance. He makes his excuses from the mah jong table to get himself a bite to eat and join some of the ladies for lunch. This has caused a mass thought bubble appearance.

Obviously, he's made a big impression already.

His thoughts however, have been with Sera. Obviously she's struck an interest in him this early in the challenge. But there are 7 weeks and 6 evictions, anything can happen in that time.

It appears that Chance has had an effect on Alexa too. That expression on her face is priceless as she makes 'puppy eyes' at him.

Sitting at a fair distance, Chance has the opportunity to observe everyone at the table and make up his mind on who is the most interesting.

Already Alexa and Bridget have struck up a very intense conversation, judging my their serious faces. But, Alexa feels that this shouldn't just be restricted to her and Bridget. So she bring Chance into the conversation. Which surprises him, but he's happy to go along with the flow anyway.

It's a great social need booster, that's for sure.

Alexa is thrilled that she's had the chance to chat to Chance and apologise for storming in when he was relieving himself in the bathroom. It's not exactly the best topic to talk about at the dinner table, but as she feels she's got to say something, we're not going to stop her.

After all, we're just the camera crew, there to observe what's going on. We're not allowed to interfere with what's happening.

Averyelle was also at the dinner table, but didn't say a great deal. Only chipped in after everyone else. She finished her lunch fairly quickly, before heading outside to watch the waves.

Guess she wants some 'alone' time right now to adjust. She's not used to being surrounded by loads of other women and it's a little overwhelming for her.

Whilst Chance is enjoying his lunch and present company, Bailey decides to fill his space at the mah jong table. Whilst there, she bonds pretty well with everybody and earning herself a subscription to the Games magazine.

I don't know what upset Alexa, but she stormed off in a huff after she finished lunch.

After that, she decided to work off her anger in the gym, earning her a body point. She claims it's to work off those extra calories from lunch, but we suspect it's something else. After all, Sera DID insult her earlier on through the morning.

Still sweating profusely, she took a shower to cool down, before going down to the beach to watch the waves.

By now, Averyelle had tired of seeing those undulating waves and decided to go back indoors. That's when Chance decided to catch up with her and have a quite one-on-one with her.

He thinks it all went well. At least she didn't storm off in a huff.

After spying through the window, he saw Alexa sitting all alone, and decided to spend a little 'quality' time with her.

Grabbing a plastic bucket, he began to throw himself into making a sandcastle, finally getting Alexa's attention before enrolling her help.

Afterwards, they had a nice long chat on the beach, talking about music and other trivial small talk.

He left her, feeling satisfied that he's making some progress so far.

Bridget decided to grasp the opportunity and challenge Alexa to a game of chess, whilst the afternoon sun began to dip over the horizon. After all, they got on so well at lunch time.

Melanie in the meantime, was running late, getting carried away with an engaging game of Mah Jongg, so she was almost the last one to eat dinner.

Bless her though, she was so nervous of being here in this big home, that she quickly lost her appetite and only pushed her salad around the plate.

So many beautiful women, all wanting their golden moments with Chance. How could she possibly compare to them all. Each with their own dreams and ideals.

Averyelle obviously bored, decided to make a few calls to 'old friends'.
Guess she's finding present company a little dull and boring.

Oh come on Averyelle, it's just the first day. There's still another 7 weeks left (provided you've survived all the evictions that is....)

The salty sea air and the sand really got into Chance's clothing and stuff and he felt he needed a nice soothing shower to clean up. Luckily, nobody followed him into the shower this time and he could let the water cascade down his body, massaging his taut muscles.

After that, he decided to seek out the Mah Jong table where...

..... surprise, surprise.......

..... Sera was sat.

Hmm, coincidence????

As the sun begins to set, bringing in the cool evening air, we're all left wondering what Chance thinks of todays events and get the points of views of all our ladies on what they think of their chances with Chance.

First Day, First Impressions - the Morning Session

2008-08-06T09:13:00.000-07:00

It's the first day here at the Cartwright Manor.
And it appears that we've caught Chance quite unawares, as he's busy renovating many of the rooms.

He explains that the plumbing in some of the bathrooms was so old that everything needed to be ripped out and renewed. And instantly grumbles about the lack of motivation from the contractors themselves.

"Pay them plenty of money, should be able to get all these jobs done in time."

But that sour expression soon vanishes as he flashes his million simolean smile at us all.
I asked him how it feels to have 7 beautiful ladies and a complete camera crew, invade his privacy.

"It feels weird," came the reply, "I'm not used to all this attention. But I signed up for this challenge, so I'd better get used to it. After all, it's only a 7 week project anyway..... isn't it?"

Those icy blue eyes look hopefully at me, and I can't help a small shiver running down my back.
Swallowing hard, I smile warmly, and assure him that this show will only have a 7 week deadline and no longer. After all, there IS a budget, and going on location and staying at the host's luxury house for free, is a master stroke indeed (saves us a lot of money).

However, the vacation lots are a different matter, as we've got to pay for those ourselves.

But free food, sadly, no accommodation (just our very own trailer parked just up the road) And unlimited access to everything in Chance's mansion, what more could you ask?

Ah! Here are our delightful young ladies. Right on cue.
And it appears there's a definite leader amongst them as Alexa instantly takes the lead when entering the mansion.

But what's this? She's immediately started to follow Chance straight up the stairs!!

And judging by this picture, he's very aware of this too.
Hmm, perhaps this is her way of getting to know him better.

Poor Chance. He's hardly had time to perform his 'necessary functions' when Alexa storms through the door.

"Do you mind? Ooooh, nice tushy there!"

Alexa appears to be ignoring him, concentrating on the shower cubicle before her.
That won't stop her from hearing him on the 'royal throne' though.
I just hope it's not a 'smelly' one.

When asked why she did it, followed Chance into the bathroom, her reply was innocent enough.
"Oh really? I did that? Oh wow, I didn't realise. I was just ... err... inspecting the shower in there."

O... k... a... y.

It appears that the newly installed roll top bath in another bathroom, has brought the delighted attention to three of our ladies.

So it appears that personal hygiene is very important to Serafina, Melissa and Averyelle.

In the meantime, downstairs, there's a difference of opinion, concerning some of the table lamps in the 'yellow' room.

Both Bridget and Melinda make their disapproval well know, whereas Bailey is easier to please and declares that she loves them. Also revealing that yellow just happens to be her favourite colour too.

"It's such a warm, bright and happy colour," she says softly.

Deciding that there wasn't much to 'see', when it came down to Chance, Alexa collared Sera in one of the bathrooms and they struck up a conversation together.
At least it's taken her mind of her 'first impression' of him anyway.

They seemed to be getting along well, chatting and giggling, until suddenly Sera began yawning, right in front of Alexa.

"Oh man, you are sooo full of yourself," she groaned, "one day here and already you're marking your territory. Give the rest of us a chance with this guy, okay?"

Oh wow, rivalry already.

This isn't the only snippet of female rivalry either.
Whilst all this was going on, downstairs, in the spacious kitchen, everybody else has begun to converge.
After all, the kitchen is officially, the heart of the house.

Being the gentleman that he is, Chance decides to serve the buffet, and whilst he's doing so, he's listening very carefully to everyone in the kitchen, observing them.

Melanie voiced her obvious disapproval over something, judging by the expressions on her face (way to go Melanie, don't try to hide your feelings there, Chance IS watching)

And the object of her disapproval?

This poor, defenceless table lamp.

The hidden microphone picked up Melanie's partly whispered comments.

"Ewww, it looks awful. Where the heck did he get that from.... a junk yard?"

Ahem, you know Chance will be watching playbacks of these events, and he'll be judging everyone's comments and behaviour too.

Well, Chance isn't the only one to notice Melanie's poorly hidden feelings. Melinda's taking a good, long hard look too. She's not saying much, but I can imagine what's going through her head.

Melinda and Bridget are getting on well too, with Melinda passing comment on Bridget's pretty top.

"Wow, I just love that top you're wearing."

"Oh really? Why this old thing? Why thank you very much I made it myself."

And Bridget returns the compliment too.

"That's a nice combo you're wearing too."

"Oh thank you, that's nice of you to notice. It's one of my favourites."

But then....

Uh oh.

What's this?

Bridget, gossipping?

And who is her victim?

"Have you heard about that Melanie?"
"No?"
"She's wearing hair extensions."
"No, really? How do you know?"
"Nobody's hair is THAT perfect. Nor that long either."

Oh my.
Oooh, catty. Meow.

Not only that, it appears that Averyelle is having a case of the green eyed monster too.
Not happy with feeling left out, she muscles in on the conversation.
Unfortunately, she picks on the wrong person with Bailey.
Instantly, Averyelle regrets her decision and makes it quite clear her feelings towards Bailey.

"La laaa, la, laaaa! You're like a broken record Bailey. Is that ALL you can talk about? babies? Oh man, you need a life."

"I'm sorry, Averyelle, it's all I ever want in life."

"You're severely stressing me out here! I only came to check him out and have a bit of fun."

"I'm pretty good at 'hug therapy' you know. If you want, I can show you."

"Whoa! Back off NO touching!! Okay?"

"I just thought I'd help."

"Well, I don't go for all that stuff okay?"

In the meantime, Alexa thought it wise to beat a hasty retreat and grab herself a plate of turkey. As she's the only on sitting at the table eating, this gives her some pause for thought.

I wonder what she's thinking, sitting there?

"What's wrong with a little ambition? I want to get my hands on Chance, and set myself up for the rest of my life. What's wrong with that? I'm sure Chance will only be too happy to support me, even if this lot doesn't."

Chance looks pretty content here, no signs of strained smiles and forced politeness at all.
Oh, just give it a day or so and see what happens then. One house, seven competitive women, all fighting for the rights over one man. At some point it IS going to turn ugly.

Let's see how Chance will cope with that one.

Sensing that there's going to be a few fireworks so early in this challenge, Chance decides to call together a game of Mah Jongg. Hopefully this will be a good relationship builder for them all.

As each one sits down, Chance takes a good long look at them.

Firstly he takes a good look at Melinda as she takes a chair.

"Quiet, conscientious, and the prettiest blue eyes I've seen. Doesn't say much, but is always eager to please everyone."

Then Melanie.

"Hmm, pretty. Wouldn't normally have gone for someone wearing glasses, but she's got potential. A little opinionated, but I'm sure I can overlook that one."

And lastly Sera.

"Wow, she's quite a striking woman, with the biggest eyes I've ever encountered and the fullest lips. She looks the passionate type. Hmm. There's such a wide selection of ladies here. It's going to be really tough choosing one of them. Thank goodness I have 7 weeks in which to make my decisions. Gives me time to get to know each and every one of them. Should be very interesting indeed."

And we leave you with a shot of the four of them, all playing Mah Jongg.

Wonder if Chance has already picked out a favourite yet?
We'll just have to wait and see. After all, it's only day one.
There are 7 weeks for him to enjoy the company of 7 attentive females, all wanting to win his heart.

The 'Grand Tour'

2008-08-03T14:31:00.000-07:00

Before we begin the challenge, Chance has given us permission to take you on a grand tour of his mansion, taking in all the artifacts and collectables that he's amassed on his travels.

Also, this will give you an insight into the lifestyle of this extremely private man.
He's humble enough not to brag and boast about his wealth.

Well, as we take a stroll into this magnificently decorated home, the first thing to greet us, is the double, sweeping staircase with it's tastefully decorated walls and underrated beauty.

When asked about it, Chance simply replied, "It's a staircase. It takes me up to my bedroom when I am tired, and back downstairs when I am hungry."

Turning to the left, he takes us into his very elegant 'music room/library' combined.
Dominating this room is a startlingly beautiful mini grand piano.

When asked if it is merely decoration, or whether it is playable. This was Chance's reply.

"I have a piano tuner come in regularly, just to make sure it is in tip top condition. Besides, there's nothing like the soothing sound of a piano, especially after a long hard day at work."

Wow, he's got a way with words here. I feel charmed already.
Are you sure he's not a Romance Sim?
Chance is keeping tight lipped here, just smiles warmly.

There's a small doorway, leading further to the left, and when it is opened, reveals a well equipped home gym, complete with it's very own en suite bathroom/shower room.

Chance admits that he loves a good workout every so often.

"It keeps the body toned and well kept."

His words, not ours.

I couldn't help pointing out, through the arch leading from the music room, that there's a jacuzzi in the next room. It too, is connected to the en suite bathroom/shower room.

This has got to be Chance's pride and joy, and quite rightly so, as it's huge glass windows, look directly out onto the ocean.

Going outside, we find ourselves looking out at an uncluttered private beach, with sunbeds and parasols scattered about.

There's even an outdoor pool, sadly we couldn't take any pictures of that one, however, out intrepid 'flying' cameraman, was able to get a rear shot of the entire mansion.

The paved terrace led us back inside, to the dining room/breakfast room/kitchen combo.
With a huge table and 6 chairs dominating the dining section.

We're all impressed with the monochromatic decor here, black and grey marble, very unusual and extremely striking and elegant too.

Further along, as Chance is used to entertaining guests, he has a buffet table all ready to serve food. When asked if he ever gets the opportunity to cooking meals for himself or anybody else, he tells us that he's always so busy that he never gets the opportunity.
But would love to give it a try. After all, he will need to cook meals when he starts his family.
Oo....err.... is that a proposition I hear?

I think I'd better stick to hosting this show and not get myself lost in those absolutely gorgeous eyes of his, as he towers over my petite figure.

Besides, he's already got his seven lovely ladies, all waiting to see who will be his wife.

Leading out of the expansive kitchen, we arrive at the 'yellow' room. This is mainly the entertainment room, where guests can relax with some music, watch tv, or basically 'chill'.

We now come to the bedrooms upstairs. These will be the bedrooms that our lovely ladies will be spending their time sleeping in and sharing female gossip about our handsome host, Chance.

The first thing that greets us at the top of the stairs, is a matching pair of stone lions that Chance managed to salvage from an historic home that was due to be demolished. He was so taken by these magnificent, regal looking beasts, that he just couldn't help himself and bought them on a whim.

They certainly add to the character of the place, that's for sure.

Firstly, we come to Chance's bedroom. Darkly decorated, and simply furnished, this is Chance's 'haven' where he can relax and unwind. It also has it's very own bathroom/shower room en suite too. All tastefully decorated in his favourite colour of deep blues.

Now let's all see the rooms in which our lovely ladies will spend their evenings sleeping. Obviously, as there is an odd number of guests, at least one lady will be spending her nights alone until after the evictions and vote-offs. But that shouldn't deter them at all. Firstly, the 'peach' room.

Simply decorated and elegant. (as you will notice, all the shared rooms have single beds, whilst Chance has a double, for obvious reasons). Then there's the 'pink' room. Once again, simply decorated.

We have the 'lilac' room, with it's simple furnishings too.

Last but not least, the 'floral' room.
Chance apologises for the bright wallpaper and poor choice of bed linen. He employed an interior decorator whose tastes in decor, left much to the imagination.

Female Sims are allowed to bring objects of their own, but must take them with them when they're voted off.

Please note: The bedrooms will be assigned randomly, so nobody knows who will be sleeping where. Also. There are no pictures of the separate bathrooms, as they all look exactly the same, with showers, toilets, sinks and baths in them. Also, they've all got the same decorative objects too, towel rails etc. So you're not really missing out there. And that concludes the Grand Tour of Chance's mansion.

The next instalment of the Chance challenge will be Chance finally meeting the seven lovely ladies, and we'll see how they all get one with each other.

The Competitors

2008-07-29T05:43:00.000-07:00

We've had a look at our eligible bachelor, Chance.
Now it's time to get to know our competitors, the 7 lovely ladies who are detemined to win over his heart.

First on the list is Bailey Bratz

She's a Family Sim, which gives her a fair chance at winning Chance's heart.
She's an Aries and her LTW (lifetime want) is to become Captain Hero.
Her Turn Ons are: Formal Wear and Custom Hair
Her Turn Offs: Vampires

When asked why she wants to meet Chance she said she has entered this contest because she has been looking for the love of her life for a long time and has not found it. She is willing to do anything to find her man and she hopes that Chance will be the one.

Her Stats:
Name: Bailey Bratz
Occupation: Unemployed, but she wants to join Law Enforcement and become Captain Hero
Country of Origin: Unspecified
Age: 23
Marital status: Single
Hair Colour: black
Eye colour: deep blue

What do you seek in a man?

Somebody who likes to travel, is fairly sporty and active. But someone to occasionally snuggle up to in front of the TV to watch soppy movies and eat popcorn.

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Next on the list is Bridget Tangaroa

She, too, is a Family Sim.
She is a Scorpio
Her LTW is to be an Education Minister
Her Turn Ons are: Fitness and Custom Hair
Her Turn Offs: Fatness

When asked why she wants to meet Chance she said she entered the contest to find love, and friends as well and loves to start a family one day.

Her Stats:

Name: Bridget Tangaroa
Occupation: Unemployed but keen to join the Education Career to assist in the education of young, healthy minds
Country of Origin: Unspecified
Age: early 20's
Marital Status: Single, but looking
Hair Colour: Black
Eyes: Green

What do you seek in a man?

Somebody who can keep up with my active, healthy lifestyle. Someone I can have long conversations with on cool summer evenings.

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Next on the list is Melanie Larson

She's also a Family Sim
She is a Pisces
Her LTW is to reach her Golden Wedding Anniversary
Her Turn Ons are: Fitness and Custom Hair
Her Turn Off: Stink

When asked why she wanted to meet Chance, she said "The reason I applied for this challenge was to meet an eligible bachelor to start a family.My mom wants me to date more. And she was the one who found this advert."

Her Stats:

Name: Melanie Larson
Occupation: college graduate
Country of Origin: Sunny California
Age: 22
Marital Status: single
Hair Colour: golden blonde
Eyes: Brown

What do you seek in a man?

Someone who is pretty active, as I tend to be a bit of a fitness freak. But also, someone who doesn't mind losing themselves in their own little literary world.

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Next on our list is Alexa Blake

Alexa is a Popularity Sim
She is an Aries
Her LTW is to have 20 simultaneous Sim friends (let's hope Chance will be one of them)
Her Turn Ons are: Facial Hair and Hard Worker
Her Turn Off: Vampires

When asked why she wanted to meet Chance, she said she entered this challenge because she found Chance intriguing and wanted to know him better.

Her Stats:

Name: Alexa Blake (formerly known as Kathren Alexandra Blakely
Occupation: currently in Show Business
Country of Origin: Ohio
Age 22
Marital Status: Single
Hair colour: Brown
Eyes: blue

What do you see in a man?

Someone who takes a great interest in my ambitions. Someone who is pretty active and can keep up in my social activities.

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Next on our list is Melinda Serroa

She's a Family Sim
She is a Cancer
Her LTW is to graduate 3 children from college
Her Turn Ons are: Fitness and someone Logical
Her Turn Off: Stink

When asked why she wanted to meet Chance, she said she would love the chance to meet Chance and see if maybe they share similar dreams. At the age of 23 she doesn't feel like she's getting any younger and would just love to start on that dream life she invisions in her future.

Her Stats:

Name: Melinda Serroa
Occupation: unemployed
Country of Origin: Unspecified
Age: 23
Marital Status: Single
Hair Colour: Brown
Eyes: Blue

What do you see in a man?

Someone to spend quality time with. To snuggle up together and watch sunsets galore. Someone to run barefoot along the beach at midnight

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Next on the list is Serafina Starr

She is a Popularity Sim
She's a Virgo
Her LTW is to become General
Her Turn Ons are: Brown Hair and Custom Hair
Her Turn Off: Hats (has a fear of them)

Why do you want to meet Chance?
He has the most beautiful eyes she has ever seen. Everyone knows that eyes are the mirror to a person's soul. Besides... the rest of him is fine!!!!!!!

Her Stats:

Name: Serafina Starr, better known as Sera
Occupation: Unemployed, but willing to go into the Military and become General
Country of Origin: Argentinian descent
Age: 26
Marital Status: Single, but looking
Hair Colour: Black
Eyes: Blue

What do you see in a man?
Someone who likes to go partying and socialising. Who loves to travel and meet people. Has exquisite taste in wines and isn't afraid to try something new in the culinary aspect.

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Last but not least, we have Averyelle Fairchild

She's a Romance Sim
She's a Leo
Her LTW is to be a Professional Party Guest
Her Turn Ons are: Beards and Custom Hair
Her Turn Off: Stink

Why do you want to meet Chance?
I just want to know what makes him tick and get to know him better.

Stats:

Name: Averyelle Fairchild
Occupation: Unemployed, but would love to get herself top of the Slacker career.
Country of Origin: Ireland
Age: 20
Marital Status: single
Hair Colour: Vibrant Auburn Red
Eyes: Intense Emerald Green

What do you see in a man?

Someone ambitious, determined to go places. Can spend all night clubbing and partying. Who loves to meet new people

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Well, there you have our 7 lovely ladies, all determined to win our delectable Chance's heart.
They certainly are a mixed bunch, all with their own unique personalities.

But who will be the winner?
Who will be the next Mrs Chance Cartwright?
Only time will tell.

Stay tuned for our weekly updates.