Meet Samantha Rayne

Say ‘hi’ to Sam, a bubbly young adult ready to conquer the world! Or at least try to make a mark and become famous and wel loved!

As a child, she lost both her parents in an armed robbery gone terribly wrong of their jewellery store. With no family left to take care for her, Sam grew up in an orphanage. It wasn’t an awful experience, but it left her wanting love and recognition she never really got from the adults there. She loved to socialise and tried to make friends with every new kid coming into the orphanage. Amongst her peers, she was known as the orphanage’s goofball, cheering everyone up when they had a bad day. Furthermore, she had a passion for music and she loved to perform, dance and sing, whatever the occasion. She started to dream about becoming a world famous performer and musical genius. Oh, and she really likes purple :-) 

When she was about to age up in a young adult, the lady running the orphanage called Sam to her office. Miss Jackson was a strict (but just) headmistress and Sam was trying to figure out what she had done wrong to be called in Miss Jackson’s office. 

Miss Jackson: Take a seat, Sam.

Sam (nervous): Have I done something wrong, Miss Jackson?

Miss Jackson (smiling): No Sam, for once you haven’t been caught doing any mischief. Your birthday is coming up in a few days.

Sam (hesitating): Yeah, about that…

Miss Jackson (interrupts her): Don’t worry about a party, as long as you kids don’t spike any drinks, like last time, you can party. But we’ll keep an eye on you! But that is not why I called you here. 

Miss Jackson (taking a file): Once you’re a young adult, you will not be able to live in this orphanage. You know that. 

Sam (talking softly): Yeah, but where am I supposed to go?

Miss Jackson (sliding the file on her desk to Sam): You can go wherever you’d like to go, girl. Your parents left you some money, didn’t you know? Once you reach young adulthood, you will get access to your in heritance. And that is 20 000 Simoleons, to be precise. It’s not a fortune, but it’ll be enough to buy a small starter home. I’ll help you to find a house and to organise your move.

Sam (brightening up, stars appearing in her eyes): Can I go to Del Sol Valley?

New friends and a job?

On a hot and sunny day, just after Sam had checked her mail for replies on her job searching letters, a young woman approached her. 

Strange woman (a little hesitant): Hi, I’m sorry to disturb...

Sam (being her cheerful self): That’s fine, I was just seeing if anyone would like to hire me... But hello! 

Strange woman (relieved): Hello... again. I’m Rosalie, I live a few blocks from here. I saw you a few days ago, singing and playing your guitar. You’re quite good!

Sam (flattered): Aww, thanks so much! I really love singing!

Rosalie: Yeah, you can tell! Actually, I love singing too. I’m in this club, ‘The Rolling Tones’, with a few others who love singing. It’s a lot of fun. Maybe... you’d like to join us? You don’t have to answer right away, don’t worry.

Sam (excited): Oh wow, I’d love to be in a singing club! And I’d love to meet new people here, I just moved in recently. Count me in! 

Rosalie (excited too): Nice! I’ll let you know when and where we’ll be meeting next, we’re a bit of a chaotic bunch. You know, if you’re looking for a job, you might want to check out the Orchid A Go Go lounge. I heard they’re hiring new acts and I think you’d be exactly what they’re looking for...

Sam (grateful): Really? Oh, that would be perfect! I’ll go later today then. So what do you do for a living?

Sam and Rosalie continued to chat for a while. Sam learned that Rosalie is a music loving (and a little materialistic) foodie, working as a vet in the local vet clinic. Sam felt this could be the start of a great friendship.

As she told Rosalie, Sam went to check out the Orchid A Go Go lounge later that day. She got there a little early and to kill time, she played her guitar on the boardwalk. She got so focused on her guitar, she didn’t even notice that Octavia Moon (a 3 star celebrity, wow!) stopped to listen, tipped her and went inside the lounge. 

A little while later, the manager of the lounge came out and when Sam finished her song, told her that Octavia Moon had told him a promising star was performing just outside his lounge. Sam started to blush, not able to say a word. The manager smiled and offered her a try-out in the lounge. Sam took her chance and sang and played as if her life depended on it (and it kinda did, as her simoleons weren’t magically multiplying). Impressed, the manager offered her a job as an ‘Open Mic Seeker’. Sam eagerly accepted that offer.