Sunlight: Things Past (Gunther & Lolita)

Before the night took over, she was the sunlight in my life.

If you’ve ever looked at the private cemetery in Goth Manor, you’ll notice that only one grave remains lovingly-tended. It’s the only one still covered in fresh flowers. Sometimes, in the small hours of the morning, the ghost of a young woman emerges from it, to haunt the inhabitants of the old manor, but to one of those inhabitants she’s a welcome spectre.

Lolita Goth. There’s no official canon for her, but it’s widely-accepted among the Simming community that she was Gunther’s first wife, who died tragically young. According to her headstone (and her ghost’s appearance) she was electrocuted, and – fridge and oven aside – that’s why you’ll see no other electrical items in Goth Manor. The lights are all candles and oil lamps, and there are no televisions or stereos; all entertainment comes through traditional, pre-electricity pursuits, such as painting and chess. I’ve woven all of this into the introduction of The Madness of Mr Goth.

Yes, Lolita could have been Gunther’s sister, but if you make her human (as I have done for this side-arc) you’ll see that she looks nothing like him. She’s very slender – elfin, almost – and has traditional Irish-red hair. In early chapters of The Madness of Mr Goth, I’ve tried to show that Gunther never got over her death, that he still loves her, and that he looks back on his time with her as the happiest years of his life.

Sunlight: Things Past is my attempt to peek into their lives before the night took over. It began with a makeover, then moved on to several random Tumblr posts, and now it’s a side-arc, much like Hollow House and Lux Aeterna.

From Tumblr:

So then I was just playing around with the Gunther/Lolita ‘sunlight’ save, and this happened. Which brings a whole new level of intrigue to the Goth family that never even occurred to me before, because… where is that child now?

Dammit. I don’t have time for another full-blown story right now. I’ll just have to start a new notebook for plotting and ideas.

Again, from Tumblr:

They’re making my heart hurt :(

It’s so idyllic and they’re so happy, and it’s all going to end in heartbreak and the tears of a near-broken man.

A story snippet:

“How do I look?” he asked, fidgeting with his cufflinks as his young wife walked up to him and settled his tie knot.

“Handsome.” She smiled up at him, going up on tiptoe to kiss the end of his nose.

He returned that smile, cupping his palm against her soft, pale cheek. “You always say that. Careful, or one of these days I might believe it.”

“You’d better believe it!” She poked him in the chest, giggling as he made an exaggerated ‘Oof!’ sound.

“You didn’t have to get a job, you know,” she added, patting down the lapel of his suit jacket. “Your papa left us a ridiculous amount of money in his will.”

“I know, but sitting at home makes me feel like I’m not doing anything to support my beautiful wife.” He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, and murmured, “I want to buy her everything she wants, but with my own money. Papa’s inheritance can go to our children.”

“Well then.” A mischievous glimmer lit up her eyes. “Best you hurry home when work is finished, so we can make a start on those.”

He chuckled, then kissed her, whispering, “You’re my life. I love you.”

“I love you, too.” Reluctantly, she pulled away and picked something up off the table. “Here. Briefcase!”

He took it, heading towards the front door, but he was stopped by a soft call of, “Darling…”

“Hm?” He turned.

She wagged a finger at him. “No clock-watching, now.”

He turned that little joke around on her with such a heated look that she blushed to the roots of her hair, then he blew her a kiss and went out of the door.

And, finally, a picture of Gunther as he was back then. Young, idealistic, full of dreams and hopes, and blissfully in love. *sniffle*


9 responses

    • It’s a nice side-arc, yes, but continual blissful happiness is death to any story. I know that just writing these two all the time would drive me up the wall with boredom (and even then, this story ends in tears, as we all know).

      Conflict drives plot, and that’s one reason why I have no interest in writing legacies. I’ve tried doing them, but they’re too much like real life, and I end up bored out of my skull halfway through raising the first set of kids! XD I need something to keep me interested, and a twisted character is the way for me to keep writing.

      In short, I adore Valois, mainly because I know why he is the way he is, but also because he’s manipulative and selfish. Those are some pretty serious flaws to give to a character, but they’re what make him three-dimensional to me.

      Also, I’m afraid he’s only going to get worse, so just a heads-up there ;)

  1. Oh, I feel for Gunther. It’s so sad that Lolita died the way she did. I’m guessing when you said “it’s going to end in heartbreak” you were going to stick with what originally happened to her? I liked your description of the gravestone in the beginning, and why the Goth Manor is designed the way it is, it was really well done. It made me feel romance and sadness all at the same time.

    • Yes, this side-arc sticks with canon, and it’s actually the precursor to The Madness of Mr Goth. I haven’t done anything more than this for it, but what it represents is actually what happened in Gunther’s life before he met Cornelia in TMoMG. My heart just breaks for these two :(

  2. ‘Twas many and many a year ago
    In a kingdom by the sea
    A maiden lived there whom you may know
    By the name of Annabel Lee
    And this maiden, she lived with no other thought
    Than to love and be loved by me


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