Now that Laurel died, the house seems very… very… empty.
Nervous: I need a drink.
First of all, I can’t do that. Second of all… no. At least one of you needs to stay somewhat sober to take care of the baby. Now man up.
Ohey, the fox thing floats on her shoulder. And you’re not looking too upset about this death thing, either, Yttri.
Yttrium: I’m keeping a smile on for the baby.
Oh, is that it?
Yttrium: Also the drinks help.
Krypton gets asked out on a date later that day. By Olive. Who you might recognize as being Nervous’ mother, even if you don’t have this town and just know her from Sims 2. I expected him to die on the way there, like… his age bar’s full and he’s going on a date with Olive Specter.
At the graveyard.
Krypton: You know, this is in poor taste, considering what just happened in to my wife. In more than one way.
Yttrium: Must… keep… smiling… for… baby…
Baby’s tired too. Yttrium and Technetium are psychically linked or some such. I swear.
Of course, Yttrium goes into labor right as she’s going to bed.
Yttrium: Shit, I lost a friend! Who is it?
Hell if I know.
Of course, since I wanted a little girl baby to call Ruthie, Ruthenium is a boy baby. But you know what? Screw that and gender norms and everything. We’re calling him Ruthie. SO THERE, PSYCHIC GAME. That’s what you get for trying to ruin my adorable nickname plans!
Ahem. Ruthie hates the outdoors, and is excitable.
Bear: And his favorite color is lime! 8D I’ll have someone to PLAY with me again! *wipes little stuffed tear away from his eye*
Yttrium: I can’t put this baby in the crib ’cause there’s another one in the way. Delete it with a cheat or something. : /
Um… no. I’m going to go ahead and say that it’s the sleep deprivation talking like that, right?
Yttrium: Sure. And the fact that I’m STILL IN LABOR. The baby is in the barrel and READY TO LAUNCH.
Hey, whaddaya know. The newborn play mat thing is useful for something.
And then Rhodium is a girl. Just to mock me. She’s an absent-minded artist.
Yttrium: I can go to bed now?
So before Yttrium can get up and have me send her to the future, Techie grows up. She is now eco-friendly, athletic, and artistic. I may have been a little overeager to use the Future hair and clothes, but I think she looks cute. I decided why not bring her along for the future trip as well.
Which is my segue into this, since I didn’t get a picture of them going INTO the vortex thing:
Yttrium: Look out, future! Mother of twins coming through!
Technetium: Sh… sh… It’s okay, Vaughn. We’re okay.
Vaughn: Why the hell are you treating me like a baby. : /
So yeah. Here we all are. The future. And stuff.
Technetium: Mom, do people carpool in the future?
Yttrium: Hell if I know, but we are. Going to go visit some descendents I somehow know that we have.
Technetium: Yay! Carpooling!
Future Guy: Hi, my name is Phil…
PHIIIIIL! OF THE FUTURE!
Sorry. I’ll… um. Be over there.
Yttrium: Hello. My name is Yttrium. Mendeleev. I’m like your ancestor or something?
Phil: Oh, that’s good. I was worried you were like my half sister or something. With the resemblance and all.
Yttrium: Does this mean that we complete the legacy and make it all the way to the end of the periodic table?
Then Yttrium goes off and does stuff that I didn’t take pictures of. It was just meeting more people, really.
Technetium: What should we do first in the future, Vaughn? See if the cars are powered by sunlight?
Phil: Um… shouldn’t you be going with your mother?
Technetium: Don’t tell your great-great-great-great-great-great-grandmother what to do!
The family size is apparently ‘average’ right now. Oh, and we’re ‘destitute’. Interesting.
Lady: :O WHA WHA WHAT? It’s Yttrium Mendeleev! Act cool, act cool!
Oh right. Yttrium’s a celebrity, so I guess this would kind of be like us meeting… I don’t even know… Jane Austen? Although I’m sure there were tons of celebrities in the past we don’t even remember, so why meeting Yttrium Mendeleev would be a big deal…
But really I took this because I love her hair.
Nervous ends up talking on the phone with one of his descendents.
Nervous: And then she just up and died! … What? … I mean, yes, I guess it makes sense that this is ancient history for you…
Technetium: I found a pool.
Technetium: It’s a waste of water and our natural resources.
Yttrium went to the robot store, and made this with some sort of machine.
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IT IS.
It’s called a nanite but I STILL HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IT IS.
Then I saw what I’m pretty sure was a robot shopping for ANOTHER robot to fulfill her sexual needs. Sexbotception, if you will. This one, apparently, did not fit the bill.
Oh, and we got a future dress. And a robot. She is a self-aware robot, so I let her name herself. So meet Emily. Emily was, as far as I can tell, built as a nanny bot, but we just got her because of the cool factor.
Yttrium: And so I can drink without getting nagged about how the babies need me.
She’s a shiny one.
Emily: Electronic Mechanical Individual Looking after Young is ready for duty.
Makin’ bacronyms like a boss.
For those who are interested, Emily is a high tech bot who is a solar powered, sentient robonanny with friendly functions and the capacity to love. Which means she’s just an adorable bot who will hopefully get on great with the kids.
I mean, we know Technetium will like her with the solar power, at least.
Nervous: I found a small child.
Girl: Why are you waiting outside my house? o_o
Since it was a wish of Yttrium’s we check out the legacy statues. I’m making it a personal goal to get one of these to have a family member on it. Because it’s called a legacy statue. Come on.
Technetium: Beam me up, Scotty!
Self Wetting : 7 -35
Fires: 4 -20
Passing Out : 4 -20
Failing School : 0
Accidental Deaths : (0)
Social Worker Visit : (0)
Game breakiness that’s my own fault : 1
Every Birth : (3) +15
Twins : (3) +30
Triplets : (0)
Fulfilling LTWs : 2 +80
NTH Spouse Reaching Top of Career : (0)
Every Honor Roll : 5 +25
Randomizing every LTW and trait for an entire generation : (0)
Not Using Spares Lifetime Happiness points for an entire generation : (0)
Every 100,000 simoleons earned : (0)
Painting of Torch Holder (2) + 10
TOTAL = 85