Hey guys, I planned to have this generation wrapped up by the end of the year, and by golly I’m making it happen!
Hey, Barium. You’re heir.
Barium: Seriously? You had to interrupt my game for that?
Well, fine. : /
Hey, Cerium. You’re heir.
Cerium: But… the promise of a symmetrical house when I moved out was the only thing keeping me going! I think I’m gonna be sick…
They’re both thrilled.
Yes, we had a tie, so I thought it would only be fair to have dual heirs. I could have had a second poll, but then that would have taken more time and, as stated, I was trying to get this generation wrapped up by 2015.
I’m planning to alternate between Cerium and Barium, only controlling one each day, unless people think I should just control both of them? I feel like controlling two sims at once would be, like, spoiling me or something, though.
Cerium: Come and get it, Mangle.
THE HOUSE ISN’T THAT BAD, CERIUM.
So we have five days to get Antimony to get through the last level of her career, since that’s when Barium becomes a young adult.
Antimony: Please, I’ve got this in the bag.
Just go back to skilling logic; I’ve never paid attention to how much collecting spirits and such actually affects the progress bar, so I want all the help we can get with this.
Meanwhile, Silver and Antione were busy helping the other kids feel better about themselves, I guess.
Antione: Well… you’re a workaholic, right? You could always get a desk job. You’d like that, right?
Dym: … I guess, dad.
Silver: You could get a job playing video games if you’re not heir, right? That’s a thing people can do now?
Lanthanum: … Barium’s the one that plays video games. I like horses.
Silver: … what’s a horse.
Dym: Why would you do this to me, Mom? You know I’d be the best heir!
Antimony: You know I don’t get to decide who inherits the house, Dym. And you’re wearing a t-shirt in the Arctic Circle.
Dym: But it’s a SWEATSHIRT t-shirt!
Antimony: *completely stops in place* Omigod, she has the exact same hat as me… I mean, not exactly… in a different color… but this is so awkward! What do I do? What do I do?
… walk up to the counter like a normal person?
Thank you for showing us once again why you’re not the heir, Caesium.
And this kid is STILL scorched.
I didn’t care enough to wait for the gate to render.
Silver: Wow, Antione, I didn’t know you went back to school.
Antione: This isn’t homework, it’s a sketch pad.
Silver: Aren’t you going to do homework, Lanthanum?
Lanthanum: Sure, let me get it out. I keep it in my liver so I won’t lose it.
Silver: And where’s Dym?
Dym: Aw yeah, I’m gettin’ some tonight!
Gideon: How DARE you come here in hopes of corrupting my pure, innocent little niece? You’re disgusting! Like a half-eaten chicken leg growing mold!
Dym: … innocent?
Katja: Lucy, if you keep having your brother bring home teenage boys from school, people are going to start talking.
Raz: Wait… you were having me bring home clients for you?
Katja: Go take a bath, Raz.
Dym: I suppose I shall drown my sorrows, then.
Go home, please.
Dym: Make me.
Three guesses who is going to end up taken home by the cops. And the first two don’t count.
Aaand we got our
first second glitched job! The little kids’ block table was haunted, but it was all scratched up, too, which I’m guessing was the reason there were no interactions with it. I tried to delete the table in hopes something else would get haunted, or it would change to registering 4 haunted objects, but no luck.
Our first glitched job had been cancelled because of pregnancy, so it almost didn’t count.
Dym was also taken home by the police.
Caesium: See? At least I didn’t pass out in the middle of the floor after!
BECAUSE YOU PASSED OUT BEFOREHAND.
Hey, Annie, how’d the glitched job go?
Antimony: Alright. I’m not too far from a promotion so it doesn’t really matter.
But what happened after you gave up on the job?
Antimony: No idea what you mean.
Weren’t you about to cuddle the woman who hired you on her couch? : /
Caesium: Doo do doo, sneaking out for school…
Dammit, I forgot to let her off the hook.
Antimony: I DON’T THINK SO YOUNG LADY.
*sigh* Let her off the hook.
… thanks, Silver. We needed that painting.
Silver: No problem!
It’s even more of a let-down because every time I get a message that she’s finished a painting and go to check on it, the game renders the finished version of the portrait before the ‘unfinished-ness’ renders, and it gets my hopes up.
Silver: How DARE you sneak out to go to school, young lady!
Caesium: Take a hike, Grandma. This is getting old.
Silver: That icon isn’t HIKING. It’s JOGGING.
We spotted Barium’s lover while Antimony was out on one of her jobs, and… er… no one looks good in some of those Supernatural hairs. If anyone knows of a sim that looks good with that hair, please show me. I’d love to see it.
I ship it.
Antimony: Thanks for not taking a picture of that spirit.
How was I to know that little ghostie would be the thing to push you over the limit and promote you to level 10?
Antimony: Whatever. I fulfilled my LTW.
Aw yeah, and there’s still some time to spare.
Antimony: Hi, I just got promoted and… I can’t retire yet? I won’t get a pension? Okay, never mind then. I’ll keep my job for a bit longer.
We got a Spirit Positioning Device for level 10, which is cool, but I don’t feel like following Antimony around town and finding 50 spirits to fulfill some wish. So she’s got off now.
Time to catch up on video games?
Antimony: Sh, I’m trying to make this wolf befriend this rab… well, shoot.
You will be missed, sweet rabbit…
I think the whole ‘make a predator befriend its prey’ quest and the subsequent bunny genocide was the reason I stopped playing that game however long ago it was.
That and it was super awkward when my parents were watching me force deer to mate at the game’s request.
Speaking of dying, when are you going to die?
She’s 100 days old now, and we’re kind of just about ready to get on with the next generation…
And then everyone wanted to date Antimony all at once. : /
Wren came home with Barium, but ended up talking with Cerium most of the time. Which isn’t a problem. If they’ll be living in the same house, they should get along, right?
Wren: You have a lovely smile, Cerium.
Cerium: What are you even thinking? My teeth aren’t perfectly symmetrical! It’s an abomination!
Wren: I’m… sorry?
Forget what I said about getting along.
Did I even give you that dress, Caesium?
Caesium: I thought I should look classy when I play the grand piano. Like a professional.
Makes sense. Continue.
Caesium: *plinks out ‘Mary Had a Little Lamb’*
Then I got a notice saying it was Caesium’s birthday… Barium was apparently a day younger than her, somehow, and Lanthanum was two days younger than her. So birthday party for all so that everyone would be the same age.
Silver: Ooh, a birthday party? Here’s hoping I live to see it!
I’m sure the bad sushi you just ate will do wonders for your health. : /
Silver: I don’t feel so good…
She got invited on a date, and she’s single, being that Quan died, so why not?
The guy’s name is Louis Sneed or something along those lines.
I thought it was related to a Lorax, but that’s a Thneed.
Louis: You’ve come, my star! I scheduled our date in the park in case your heart gave out!
Silver: That’s… considerate.
… so this werewolf is presumably Arnold’s father? His surname is Kahn, so I’m guessing they’re related somehow.
Kahnwolf: I’m just waiting for the hookers to show up.
Severna: Looks like my run is up, now that my hair’s begun to thin. : /
I don’t think anyone’s looking at your hair.
And then birthday party!
And Silver made it home!
Silver: I live to see my grandchildren grow up!
Caesium: Hey, I decided to shower instead of go to the cake like you wanted me to, so I’m growing up now!
Oh Caesium. : /
Well, it means Lanthanum can use that cake rather than me needing to replace one with a third cake.
Cerium: WHERE ARE YOU GOING, DUMBASS?
Barium: … to see my sister’s birthday?
I’d been playing for a while and there were a good number of pictures, so the kids will be given new styles next time, and we’ll see their new traits and meet our new TH, yeah? Until next time!
Which is likely next year.
Self Wetting : 13 -115
Fires: 4 -20
Electrocutions: 3 -15
Passing Out : 33 -165
Failing School : 0
Accidental Deaths : (0)
Social Worker Visit : (0)
Game breakiness that’s my own fault : 1
Every Birth : 10 +50
Twins : (5) +50
Triplets : (1) +20
Fulfilling LTWs : 5 +200
NTH Spouse Reaching Top of Career : (0)
Every Honor Roll : 8 +40 (Barium made it on Honor Roll…)
Every 100,000 simoleons earned : 1 +20
Painting of Torch Holder (4) + 20
TOTAL = 80