It was at about eight in the evening when there was a lightning crackle that sounded way to close to be an electrical storm.
Evil_Haruo certainly did not care to have his investment that he'd paid good money for ruined by some errant electrical discharge so he headed out to find out what had happened. Well, let's just say that something did happen...and not entirely what he was expecting either. He cackled to himself malevolently. "I can become the richest sim in the entire world. MWA HA HA HA HA..." or something like that.
Evil_Haruo had realized that this object was of great importance: with it he could alter the world as he saw fit to benefit himself. He could also ride a winning streak on the lotto that would essentially monopolize any massive lotto winnings. He could alter time itself. This creation from the future was a time-machine and he had sole control over this. Oh he was elated. Of course he had full control of it after helping the man who came out of the time-machine with a few tasks; Emit Relevart needed to collet some power cells, so that was easily done. He decided to check out what the future was like.
It was unusual to say the least. When he popped out the other side he looked around for anyone familiar. Travelling through the time machine made him experience a dizzying sense of disorientation. Emit had said that it was time-travel sickness. At least it wasn't fatal; just a rather discombobulating feeling that would go away with time. But what Emit had to tell him when he finally met up with Emit was not so reassuring.
"You have descendants..." Emit told him bluntly. Oh, thanks, Emit. This wasn't fun to say the least. And just who had he woohoo'd with to produce these descendants who were now his progeny...many centuries down the road?
"Who did I end up woohooing?" Evil_Haruo asked bluntly.
Emit hemmed and hawed, until Evil_Haruo gave him a lethal look.
"Out with it now!" Evil_Haruo's voice was a low and ominous growl.
"Uh...you...had intimate relations with Ayesha Ansari..." Emit admittd hesitantly as he wondered if Evil_Haruo was going to rip him apart piece by bloody piece.
"AYESHA ANSARI!!! ARE YOU FRIGGIN' KIDDING ME!?"
"This...can't...stand..." Evil_Haruo muttered audibly.
"You have the time-machine...Emit stated, "This future does not have to be..."
"Thank goodness for that, Emit...or you and I would be having a very pleasant talk...right about now..." Evil_Haruo snarled.
Heading back to his own time was just a matter of hopping back in the time machine and making it back to present-day Sunset Valley. Upon getting home, he decided that he wanted to take a few days wind-down time from that appalling news and figured that he would enroll for university after those days. Of course, he decided to troll on a forum just for gits and shiggles.
He also decided to get a bite to eat because he was hungry and then worked on his inventing skills. He already had the ability to detonate things and well, he was planning something up his sneaky sleeves.
He also had heard gossip that there was a deathflower in the graveyard. Knowing just exactly what a deathflower would do, he hastened to the graveyard to harvest it. He also found his nemesis, Gus Hart which he promptly proceeded to sneak up on...
...and scared the living bejeepers out of him. That of course made Evil_Haruo extremely happy and got himself a "misfortune to others" positive moodlet. Of course, that raised his mood to elated.
Of course, that provoked a fight between Gus and Evil_Haruo which of course, Evil_Haruo won.
Of course Evil_Haruo had to experience the catacombs as well...so he decided to wander in there; after leaving Gus wondering what the heck happened to him. You got your rear-end beaten down, bub.
Evil_Haruo's time in the Catacombs was brief; after he met up with some zombie-bears. Those things breathe fire and he got himself thoroughly singed. Let's just say that fried Evil_Haruo doesn't smell good at all, so he biked down to the Recreation Centre and got himself all showered off so that he could smell nice and clean.
Evil_Haruo also met up with yet another nemesis, Dustin Langerak; he opted to play nice this time and leave him alone...but he wasn't above giving him a dirty look to keep Dustin on his toes, after which he went and worked out on the universal gym - he even did some leg-day...exercises.
After all...he had to look good for the girls that he'd meet at university.
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