The Sims 3 isn't generally thought to be a game with a traditional "ending." Hell, I don't think any of the Sim games do. Not really. You either buy expansion after expansion until your computer and your social life meld together like some sort of lonely Maxis-loneliness amalgamation, or you get so good at it that you're able to build something resembling a technocratic oligarchical nightmare that'd give Fritz Lang a wet dream.
With The Sims series, players have the option of designing the game's homes and little denizens that'll live out their meager lives in SimVille to live, meet, marry, spawn, grow old, and die. All while you watch and control every facet of their lives like a voyeuristic puppet master. Despite the mega mansions, time travel, and B grade horror movie monsters introduced by God only knows how many expansion packs, removing the ladder from the pool to kill off your exhausted Sim mid-backstroke, Julie Dwyer style.
So to quell the constant visits from a water wing wearing Grim Reaper, The Sims 3 introduced a reward system for which points could be earned by achieving certain goals, ensuring a significantly reduced rate of Sims who starved to death inside a room with no doors or windows. So if you decide one of your goals is to have a kid, and your Sim pops out a sticky fingered infant, congratulations, you've just earned yourself thousands of points.
The goals are varied, from becoming a CEO of a Mega-Corporation or a master criminal, to a hit novelist or the best bartender on the block, and everything in between, including being a money hungry gold digger. While most people would have to work at achieving this skills in both The Sims and real life, YouTuber NeverNotKicking discovered a way to speed up the process for the aforementioned goal. Upon finding the lady in the neighborhood with the ritziest home, he took to wooing her on her own front lawn, and popping the question a mere minutes after meeting her.
With the ring on her finger and his name on her insurance policy, it was only a matter of time before an "accident" befell the unsuspecting lady courtesy of this literal lady killer. Walls immediately circled her, but she was too distracted by a shiny new fireplace to notice. Much like her judge of character, the young lady's fire safety skills were never top notch, and it wasn't long before she went up in flames quicker than the Hindenburg.
But at least the bespectacled Bluebeard will live on with all her money, furniture, and home to comfort his short-lived sorrow. See for yourself below, and keep an eye on your neighbors.
