Tin has, like, a week left of teen-hood, so heir poll will be coming up soon, guys. Just keep that in mind. 😉
I… have no idea why I took this. Sim check? Let’s say sim check.
I think Palladium may have been getting up from bed, but more important is that GIANT pile of laundry behind her. Ew.
Quan and Tin are doing… something… with the baby. I don’t know. But judging by the fact that he’s crying, it’s probably not something productive.
Antimony is discussing her aspirations to become a reporter or something with her mother…
And Tellurium is doing homework in the sand. Awesome.
Prom night came around for Tin, so she went off in a dress that, because of her frugal trait, was meant to be evocative of the sack dresses I read about from the Great Depression, but kind of failed. Oh well.
She got a romantic interest or a boyfriend. I don’t remember the actual extent of the relationship at the moment.
Antimony: Thanks for the bedtime story, Mom, but I think I’m going to go play now.
Silver: Can a sim spontaneously develop the ‘dislikes children’ trait?
Let’s have a horse adventure
Let’s have a horse adventure
Everyone have a horse adventure
If skirts didn’t stretch so oddly this would actually be a rather nice picture.
Oh hey, it’s Antimony’s birthday.
She was close to celebrating it on her own, but then this dapper zombie gentleman appeared.
Zombie: I’m still not paying attention, though.
Antimony: I’m a teen!
Zombie: *suddenly remembers to perpetuate zombie stereotypes* RAWR GET MAKEOVER!
Antimony is a hopeless romantic. I tried to send her to prom but it ended before she got there, so no prom for her. Maybe next time.
Antimony: Now I’ll never meet my soulmate. ;_;
I’m still betting on Antoine.
Iodine got left alone in the little house when the zombies appeared. He quickly fashioned a barricade of legos and stuffed animals at the front door, so he could wait out the night in relative safety.
Not that it was necessary.
Zombie Woman: I WANT TO USELESSLY ATTACK YOU BUT THE DOOR IS IN THE WAY!
Yes, THAT IS THE POINT OF THE DOOR.
As the family is curled up safely in bed (even Iodine was taken to his crib) the zombies turn their attention to the poor gnomes. Not the gnomes!
Olive is still with us… in a sense, anyway.
Olive: Shh… I’m trying to remember how Laurel said to ollie a kickflip.
That’s not a thing, right?
Antimony’s off to high school, but I’m mostly just really proud of her pants. I’m not even sure why, I just am…
I think I would have had ghosts somewhere if I took a picture of Tin fainting, so I think she passed out and I didn’t wait for the Z’s to appear before I snapped a picture. I’m just going to count this as a fail to be on the safe side. : /
Since Silver has nothing to do with her life, she gets to play violin for me. I’ve heard all the ‘good’ playing of instruments way back with Nitrogen, but that was before the violin was even out, I think. She kind of sucks, though.
“Are you sleeping? Are you sleeping?
No, I can’t. No, I can’t.
Silver’s playing badly, Silver’s playing badly,
Screech, screech, screech. Screech, screech, screech.”
I know that Tin got a boyfriend or romantic interest or something because Antimony went home with him the next day.
… which is a little weird.
… we don’t even have space for that.
Silver: I was sort of hoping you’d kill off Mom to make room. She’s kind of a jerk.
Antimony just sort of fell asleep while Tin’s boyfriend did homework, so I’m not exactly sure what her motives of going home with him would have been. Did she want to steal him? Warn him not to break her big sister’s heart? We may never know.
She did, however, talk with the guy’s younger brother.
Antimony: So, when you’re older, we can get married. Then you can live right next door to your brother, and I can live next to my sister! Won’t that be fun?
Quan’s an elder now. And he’s a cute one, too.
And Silver’s a full adult.
Tellurium: Mommm! Grandma’s picking on me again!
Silver: … whatever. I’m going to bed.
Palladium offsets her awfulness to the kids by painting nice things and skilling and such. So I’m not entirely sure how to feel about her right now.
When Silver wakes up, I decide that it’s laundry day, because there are just giant piles of dirty clothes EVERYWHERE, surrounded by little piles. And there are also two stinky hampers full of clothes in the kids’ house.
And yes, those are flies back there.
… your mother-in-law is sleeping, your wife is doing laundry, and your child is screaming bloody murder in the next room over. Wanna take care of that?
Quan: I think I’ll just watch the cooking channel.
Ah. I’ll just have Silver tend to the babies in between cleaning up the entire family’s mess, then.
That’s just disgusting.
Tin learned all her tricks from Palladium. I’m sure of it.
Tin: Look, I’m working on my logic skill. Love me.
Speaking of Tin and Palli…
Tin: Grandma, you’re an idiot.
Palladium: At last, the pupil has surpassed the teacher. There is nothing else I can teach you… you ungrateful brat.
They’re no longer friends now.
Tin almost immediately gets in trouble for booby-trapping the computer.
Tin: What the hell, Grandma? I thought we were on the same side.
Palladium: Is your head full of rocks? You’re no longer my student of darkness, Tin. You’re on your own from here on out.
Tin: Go die in a toilet, Grandma.
She immediately goes back to booby-trapping once Palladium leaves…
Only to have her computer privileges revoked by her mother.
That’s kind of cool. I haven’t had any privileges revoked for a long time. I think It was back when Sodium was a kid, at least. That was, like, eleven generations ago, I think. Something like that.
Now that Tin has ‘graduated’, she and Palladium do not get along well.
Xenon: That’s fine, just ignore me.
Ignore the plumbbob too, guys. : /
He’s bald and teal. I’m not sure what else there is to say.
… what are you wearing, Silver?
Seriously, where did she even get that outfit?
AND WHY ARE YOU VOMITING??
Is Silver pregnant? Or did she eat something rotten? Tune in next time to find out. Maybe. I’m not even sure why she was vomiting yet.
Self Wetting : 14 -70
Fires: 4 -20
Electrocutions: 3 -15
Passing Out : 21 -105
Failing School : 0
Accidental Deaths : (0)
Social Worker Visit : (0)
Game breakiness that’s my own fault : 1
Every Birth : 10 +50
Twins : (4) +40
Triplets : (0)
Fulfilling LTWs : 4 +160
NTH Spouse Reaching Top of Career : (0)
Every Honor Roll : 6 +30
Every 100,000 simoleons earned : (0)
Painting of Torch Holder (4) + 20
TOTAL = 90