Last time on the Mendeleevs… not much of note happened, honestly. Antione and Antimony became full adults, and Antimony was a slacker on her job.
Oh, and the game informed me we had a quintuple birthday coming up haha kill me please.
So… let’s check up on the sims!
Silver’s cooking… all fine and good here.
Antimony: I’m hungry and this table is disgusting.
I see no one’s decided to actually do something about that.
And Antione’s in the bath.
I’m not going to look at his want panel at all because if he wishes to divorce Antimony or something like that, it’s only going to make me angry at him.
And Mulan is apparently the actual teacher, being that she’s been the chaperone for both of the field trips now.
I DON’T TRUST YOU WITH THE FUTURE OF THIS LEGACY, MULAN.
Cerium: So… if we’re both hydrophobic, why does our nursery feature sea creatures?
Dym: I don’t question it… mostly ’cause I can’t talk. Just be glad we don’t have to sleep here.
Silver: Ogod, I hope she doesn’t catch me…
Silver: But… I’m painting! Just like you wanted!
I’d been hoping you’d finish the one you started.
Silver: Look! I finished it!
Not THAT one. : /
I can’t be mad at her; it’s gorgeous.
This house is disgusting.
Gracie (maybe): It’s not my fault! It’s the poltergeists!
Poltergeist: Screw you, lady! We only shake a few chairs around.
… thank goodness this isn’t the Seasons EP winter and the game won’t actually register her as freezing to death.
Caesium: I can’t feel my whole body! 😀
And what’s your issue?
Lanthanum: There’s a monster under Grandma’s bed!
… how can you tell?
Lanthanum: Now, my loyal steed, we shall ride to fight the monster!
I really regret how Pets eats my game dead, because it means this kid is going to live his whole life sad and unfulfilled.
At least someone knows how to play this game properly, instead of throwing sticks in random directions.
Now if only he could dress properly.
I’m not even made about this fail; little angel wet the bed.
Lanthanum: o///o Don’t call me that! I’m almost in high school!
Speaking of which…
Silver: I’m going to be eating nothing but cake until the day I die, aren’t I?
That is not only possible, but probable.
We’re actually having a party, so at least some of the guests might be able to eat some cake?
Except for this jack-off who simultaneously heart-farted for Antimony and her mother. Get out of here; no one wants you.
Now let’s get this process started; we’re not getting any younger, here. Hopefully, people will be getting older.
Raz: Did anyone call for a charred, teenaged stripper?
You can go home too, Raz.
Okay, one… two… where’s the third one?
Barium: I thought I’d stay here and watch television.
Luckily he’s doing something I can cancel without actually telling him to stop. *turns off television*
Barium: Hey, I was watching that!
You will march that butt into that kitchen, and you will go through puberty, and you will LIKE it, mister!
Entire game: FWEE FWEE WOO FWEE CLAP CLAP RATTLE RATTLE
I regret every decision I’ve ever made in my life.
The whole thing took something like five hours, and some of the kids were going to bed already, so I just decided I’d show you the pictures of them when everyone went on the outing.
Oh, but evil Dym got a cowplant for his birthday… and a chainsaw. It’s name is Mangle, because why not. The cowplant, not the chainsaw.
Dym: They’re both named Mangle.
The relatively warm everyday clothes I gave you won’t help you if you go out in the snow in your pajamas.
Lanthanum: I don’t mind the cold so much. I mean, however bad it gets, I can’t have it worse than whoever’s buried in front of the house.
Seriously what is that doing there.
We went to the dump for the family outing for some reason, and Silver was on Barium’s heels the whole time.
Silver: Come on, kid, get some hustle in those muscles!
Barium: Grandma stop.
I’ve already showed you two of the kids but whatever, time for the ‘official’ unveiling.
Lanthanum aged up with the Equestrian trait… or not. He’s neat now, which is why he was taking out the trash earlier.
Lanthanum: If we had a horse I could clean up after it. ;_;
I’m sorry boo.
Caesium is now star-quality, because I wasn’t annoyed enough, now I might have to worry about paparazzi.
She’s also inappropriate from before, though, which makes me think her ‘star-quality’ is of the trashy reality show kind.
Barium’s all eco-friendly now and things.
Barium: Our earth is a precious resource, you know.
Love these kids.
And next we have Dym as a child, showing us some good old-fashioned TCTBE. Dym’s third trait was insane. Insane and genius are like our unofficial family traits at this point.
Dym: Hello, my name is Praseodymium; I’m going to dry up the Earth’s water supply so the planet is nothing but a barren desert. : 3
You go right on ahead and do that.
Barium: But water is a precious resource! D8
Last but not least is Cerium, who is now neurotic.
I was playing around with new hairs; so if they change hairs suddenly in a later chapter it’s because my game was getting slow and I moved the hairs to try and make it go faster. : P
Silver: Look! I’m painting!
That’s NOT what I wanted you to paint.
Fairy: Did you know that the computer’s broken?
I didn’t know the dump had a computer.
Lanthanum: I bet Caesium broke it like last time…
Caesium: Oh, look, I’m Lanthanum and I’m so smart! I bet Caesium broke the computer! Damn paparazzi!
He’s not… paparazzi.
Fairy: NOW I STRIKE!
Barrium: OH GOD CHILDHOOD FLASHBACKS OF RUNNING HOME IN THE SNOW.
Silver: And that’s why you need to stop riding that little rockinghorse, Lanthanum. You’re too big for it and it’s kind of creepy.
Cerium went home as soon as she possibly could so she could check the sinks and make sure the house wasn’t flooding.
… or to play video games.
Cerium: NOW MY HOUSE IS ASYMMETRICAL, YOU STUPID CREEPER! *ragequits Minecraft*
Antione: One night, under a crescent moon…
Dym: *cringe* The moon controls the TIDES!
Antione: … that wasn’t the scary part.
Fairy: NOW I STRIKE!
Lanthanum: Oh god the cold.
Barium: Seriously? She just finished doing that to me; why would you talk to her after that?
I can’t even be mad at Silver, these paintings are gorgeous.
Antimony: WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?
Fairy: Ha ha this never gets old.
Antimony: You just messed with the wrong sim, lady! I’m the CONTROLLABLE sim of the house!
Antimony: Now shove it up your ass, Tinkerbell!
Then we went home.
THAT looks like a good idea…
Oh hey, never noticed the thorns before.
Mangle: No one ever hugs me. : (
I saw Caesium itching to pull a prank and sent Antimony after. It appears that we were too late.
Antimony: I swear this sink wasn’t rigged before Caesium came in here… must be ghosts.
Caesium: Ha, yeah. I’m going to go sit in the sandbox and pretend I’m on the Jersey Shore.
Antione actually interacts with Dym. It’s weird. : P
While Caesium was outside I decided to let her imaginary friend out. It was kind of sad for her to have an imaginary paparazzi, so now she can have a real imaginary paparazzi!
Caesium: You’re kind of small to be a paparazzi.
Bobo: Not so small now, am I? 😉
Caesium: *already left*
Bobo: So lonely.
Then I happened to see this in her wants/wishes/whims/whatevers:
You’re welcome to it if you can actually find the jellybeans on you own… just try not to die. I’d lose points.
SPEAKING of points. #flawlesstransition
Self Wetting : 11 -105
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 = 100