Last time on the Mendeleev ISBI, we moved into a new town, there were many fails, and all of the children had evil eyebrows.
And we begin with… strangeness. It went too quickly for me to get it on camera, but Antione was sideways when he was holding Cerium. As in, his arms were doing the whole ‘bent around through his body’ thing. He was straight-up leaning sideways to give Cerium a bottle.
Cerium: Well, I’m scarred for life.
Nothing like a meal over green stink fumes to really bond as father and son.
Antione: So… er… did your grandmother ever finish that painting?
LOL NOPE. She has no problem finishing a painting until it’s a painting that I’ve actually told her to paint.
And then homework in the morning.
Flies: WOO! Look at this glorious bounty, brothers! Tonight we FEEEAST!!!
Barium: Someone should really take care of these dirty dishes.
Lanthanum: Why don’t you do it?
Barium: … someone else.
In other news, Silver is a boring elder. : / She only sits and reads. And occasionally shoots hoops, I suppose.
Silver: Would you rather I passed out and wet myself all the time? Would that be interesting?
I’d rather you PAINT.
So Silver’s accounted for, Antione’s at work, the kids are on a field trip…
Aw hell no.
They chose Mulan for the chaperone?
Mulan: Caesium, handcuffs for adults only! *swipes* *hides them in her purse*
And… Barium is still at school.
Barium: I got in-school detention because my teacher thought I looked like I belonged there.
I hope that the teacher isn’t Mulan…
I think the Scary Eyebrows are an epidemic in this town.
Wren: I SHALL WED BARIUM AND WE SHALL HAVE BEAUTIFUL DEMON BABIES.
… you’re not really a teacher, are you?
Mulan: You not think I can do teaching job?
… Mulan, I don’t think you can even read. In English or Chinese.
Mulan: Kids not know what I say right or wrong.
I fear for this town’s future.
Caesium: Come on, Lanthanum! If we stop running, we’ll freeze to death and die!
Lanthanum: *focused on reaching house alive*
… I’ll fix their outfits when they have birthdays, I swear. o_o
What’s even your issue with Barium, Antimony?
Antimony: BARIUM ELIZABETH MENDELEEV. WHY did you have detention today?
Barium: I don’t know, maybe it’s because your immortal great-aunt or whatever thought I looked scary and said I couldn’t go on the field trip?
Antimony: That is SUCH a made up story, young man.
Barium: I’m starting to think I should join an after-school activity so I can avoid you more.
It’s okay, Barium, I still love you. You’re a good kid who goes to bed on time.
I have a no more bedtime stories mod, but it still stands that Barium was probably the best at getting to bed before I had it.
This one would have the Equestrian trait if Pets didn’t kill my game all the time.
Lanthanum: It’s okay, pony. You’re the only one for me, anyway. *repressed yearning for magnificent unicorn*
Antimony: Looks like all the ghosts are gone from this house!
Except the floating wreath.
Wreath: Today’s haunting is brought to you by the letter O!
Ohey, look at that guy’s point ears! He must be Santa’s elf!
… or not.
Elf: I was fed after midnight.
*vivid Gremlins flashbacks* ANTIMONY GET OUT OF THERE NOW.
Antimony: Psh, that movie wasn’t even scary.
I was, like, seven when I saw it or something, okay??
Vonvarya: Can you stop talking to your imaginary friend and WORK?
Antimony: Sweetie, you hired me, now you have to deal with me. I do my job MY way.
Antimony: But first a little food to fuel my ‘psychic abilities’.
I find it fitting that the teens are the ones hiring her and telling her off; their parents are completely incompetent. : P
… As is Antimony.
Antimony: I can’t help it… it’s in my blooooood…
Do you mean blood-alcohol content, or just being genetically predisposed to being a drunk?
Antimony: … both.
Antimony: Maybe if I were drunk I could ignore it.
You’re a ghost hunter. You should be used to seeing ghosts by now.
Antimony: I didn’t mean him being a ghost; I meant his hair.
… fair enough.
I went to go look for a miner, for reasons, and found a heart-cut pink diamond just lying around, which… might just come in handy someday. YOINK.
We’ll take the time machine, too.
Antimony: Crazy what you can find in your local thrift store.
Yes, thank you, Silver. Thank you for picking up the exhausted toddler and putting her next to her crib rather than inside it. That was helpful.
Silver: I thought we were trying to make them go to bed on their own from now on?
Antione impresses me by reading the book that he needs for his job at the science facility.
I mean, we’re rolling in cash and all of that, so any promotion he gets will be kind of pointless, but it’s the little things.
Ohey, it’s Antione’s full adult birthday!
Antione: Woo! Midlife crisis, here I come!
And that means…
Antimony’s having a birthday in the middle of a job.
Antimony: Woo! I’m going to look exactly the same!
Please get back to work.
Ohey, this is the household my friend and I made when we were playing the ‘random sim’ game, where one of us moves the sliders around and the other one tells when to stop on each slider without looking.
Haha, good times.
Fairy: : ( Why am I what I am.
Not this shit again. *replaces fridge*
Antione: Ohey, I changed my hair to be more ‘adult’.
I can deal with that.
Antione: I also started a mid-life crisis!
Joke’s on you, ass; I can’t fulfill any of those wishes for you. Good luck divorcing Antimony or whatever scumbag move you’re going to pull without me.
Antione: : (
Next time on the Mendeleev ISBI… quintuple birthdays, apparently.
Self Wetting : 10 -100
Fires: 4 -20
Electrocutions: 3 -15
Passing Out : 29 -145
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) +10 (I think? How much are triplets worth?)
Fulfilling LTWs : 5 +200
NTH Spouse Reaching Top of Career : (0)
Every Honor Roll : 7 +35
Every 100,000 simoleons earned : 1 +20
Painting of Torch Holder (4) + 20
TOTAL = 105