#dance floor

The static version of the rainbow heart design is one of the swatches in the Pride Dance Floor file.

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Creations by SexyIrish7

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Animated Heart Dance Floor

Rainbow Pride Dance Floor

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This cc object is a new 3d mesh created using Blender, GIMP, and Sims 4 Studio.

REQUIRED: EP02 Get Together

Polygon Count: 2

All CC have:

*Ability to search catalog using search terms: sexyirish7 and si7

*Customized thumbnail

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CREDITS:

Software credits:

Sims 4 Studio v. 3.2.5.8 (Star): https://sims4studio.com

Blender 4.0: https://www.blender.org/download/

GIMP v. 2.10.34: https://www.gimp.org/

Inkscape v. 1.2: https://inkscape.org/

Thank you to the creators and moderators producing tutorials and answering questions!

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Model and Image credits for Animated Rainbow Heart Dance Floor:

EA mesh modified by me

Image by Sapann-Design via Freepik https://www.freepik.com/free-vector/heart-made-colored-lines_957988.htm

Image Credits for Pride Dance Floor:

Swatch 1: Image by Zack Zephyr via Vecteezy https://www.vecteezy.com/vector-art/47583473-grainy-rainbow-gradient-texture-background-illustration

Swatch 2: Image by Yulia Gapeenko via Vecteezy https://www.vecteezy.com/vector-art/2848720-circle-radius-abstract-rainbow-background-vector-illustration

Swatch 3: Image by mehmetbuma via Freepik https://www.freepik.com/premium-vector/rainbow-gradient-background-with-halftone-texture_5348164.htm

Swatch 4: Image by bluelela via Freepik https://www.freepik.com/free-vector/polygonal-background-with-rainbow-colors_902228.htm

Swatch 5: Image by kjpargeter via Freepik https://www.freepik.com/free-vector/abstract-background-with-rainbow-coloured-halftone-dots-design_418921668.htm

Swatch 6: Image by Freepik https://www.freepik.com/free-vector/flat-design-rainbow-background-design_30010830.htm

Swatch 7: Image by starline via Freepik https://www.freepik.com/free-vector/colorful-background-with-shiny-lines_853124.htm

Swatch 8: Image by Mos. Mahfuza Akter via Vecteezy https://www.vecteezy.com/vector-art/60271377-trendy-rainbow-spectrum-pixelated-squares

Swatch 9: Image by vectorplusb via Freepik https://www.freepik.com/premium-vector/background-vivid-rainbow-colored-swirl-twisting-towards-center-illustration_9961602.htm

Swatch 10: Image by Mateus Andre via Freepik https://www.freepik.com/free-photo/stained-glass-pop-abstract-background_21416887.htm

Swatch 11: Image by Mehmet Buma via Vecteezy https://www.vecteezy.com/vector-art/1234867-rainbow-colored-metal-grate-pattern

Swatch 12: Image by Sapann-Design via Freepik https://www.freepik.com/free-vector/heart-made-colored-lines_957988.htm

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TOU:

Do not re-upload and claim as your own

With a sudden tug, Villainess drags Hero from Villain's side. In seconds the doctor is swallowed up from Hero's line of sight. She swears he flashes her a "good luck, have fun," smile at her before the wall of strangers pushes her against Villainess' wiry body. Hero repeats her question but Villainess shouts something back about "Wait and see."

The floor looks battered as shit. A bunch of incongruent squares worn down so bad, Hero could barely tell what their original colors were supposed to be.

"What am I supposed to do, um…what was your name again?"

Villainess waves her hand, "Babydoll, if you ain't gonna remember, what's the point of repeating? Now! I need you to do your zap-zapping and fix the dancefloor."

"It lights up?"

"No, I miss the smell of sizzling flesh. Of course, it lights up!" She takes a disgruntled huff of her cigarette, a clear attempt to compose herself, "They built the floor in '72. Shit thing was already on its last legs by the time we younguns were kicking it in '94. Now, Arnie doesn't want to fix it up cuz he had to go and get a double hip replacement like the broke bum he is."

Reaching into her handbag, she pulls out a wrench. "There's a center panel in the middle of the floor. Bang on it a few times with this and it'll open right up for you." Hero looks toward the spot Villainess points to. Even with the few patrons on the dancefloor, she can barely catch a glimpse of the panel. "How is that safe?" "Read the room, honey. If we could be doing safe, we wouldn't be slumming it at the dog's end of a back alley dumpster." Hero blinks. "You brought me here." "Exactly," Villainess gestures the wrench at her, "Heroes take care of this shit so the rest of us can be 'safe.'" Hero's brow furrows. Her desperation to be called a Hero contrasts with how insulted she feels being given that title while here: dressed in Villainess' sequin-belted capris and asymmetrically-cropped glitter hoodie. The bygone relics she wears still carry the whiff of a perfume reeking with bubblegum and bad decisions. She reaches for the wrench, "Hadn't you mentioned something about a bet, though?" Swinging the wrench out of Hero's grasp, Villainess tosses the it into the pit, "Chop, chop, honey boo, this floor ain't gonna light itself!" Hero bites down an unsavory word--not that Villainess would have heard it over the noise--and climbs down after the discarded tool. Awkwardly holding the damn thing, she moves through the dancers like a living cardboard cutout. Something inside her warns this is too simple a job, but the villains haven't been complicated so far. If only she could use that to her advantage and finally escape! Sure enough, she finds the center panel, only noticeable because it's sunk lower down into the floor. Kneeling down--almost getting a kick in the eye from a tipsy bitch--Hero bangs open the panel door. God, she knew the wires would look bad, but not worse than the electrical box at the Villains' hideout. Dust cakes the wiring and she can see where the rubber is frayed to reveal individually coated wires. For as electrically illiterate she is, even she can tell this is bad news. But as she gingerly fidgets with the wiring, her eyes can't help but wander to all the couples, singles and others mingling out here on the floor. Yes, it's supposed to be a dancefloor, but the lack of lighting makes it a prime spot for making out. An ache churns in her ribs. She misses that feeling. Which one, she's not sure, but they're all bubbling to the surface regardless. She hates how out of place she feels, even incognito. She should just pretend to fix the floor and then try to make it out on her own.

An unintelligible question overhead makes her look up. The ten closest people are staring down at her with all the colors of confusion.

"I'm maintenance," she mumbles. But hardly do her fingers touch the currents, when power vaults through the circuitry. Light blares into the floor tires, blinding the ceiling with patches of white, yellow, and purple. She falls back, stunned and confused. How was that so fast? It's like the wires were begging to be turned on. She had to fight the currents at the villains' hideout, why--why was this so easy?

Any hope Hero had to escape is all but crushed in the chaos that follows.

Some people freak out, falling back and blinded by the lights. Other, older folks start throwing it back. Shadows blur into the ceiling, ghoulish shapes that stamp with practiced rhythm. Hero scans around for any of the villains. An icy feeling drops to the pit of her stomach when she sees Villainess at the rim of the floor, grinning down at her like a nightmare shocked into life. The woman flicks something into the mosh pit of chaos. A single business card lands center of a purple square at Hero's feet. She picks it up. Whatever business had been on the card is scratched out--there's still a governmental crest in the top right corner--but scrawled across in felt-tipped calligraphy, reads: Play dumb games, win dumb prizes In the distraction time, Villainess grabs a mic from the DJ and starts belting an oldie that sounds like a mix of TLC and Aerosmith. The tide of people running to and from the floor ebbs and flows like Hero's currents, trapping her in its circle. Corrosive panic chews through Hero's gut. Where's the doc? She needs to find him. Is that what Villainess planned all along?

"Hey, Arnie, I won the bet, sucka!" Diva yells into the mic. All attention turns to her and to the heavy-set, greasy man behind the bar, "Told you I'd get that damn floor to light up again. Whatcha gonna do now, huh, honey?"