Hey, guys! I got Sims 4, so I was playing around with that for a bit, but I could never leave my Mendeleevs out in the cold for too long!
First up, sim ch…
Why are you all crowded in one of the empty, unlit rooms?
Antione’s heading home from work…
Cerium is playing with Promethium…
Then she got a call to make a hamburger for someone, so I had her do that. Because there’s not much to do at the house.
I need to get used to how to take screenshots and things like that, because Sims 4 gets rid of the UI when you take a picture automatically, while Sims 3… does not, as you might have noticed. And I keep trying to go to the upper right corner of the screen to put the walls up or down.
The guy who wanted the burgers happened to be right by Cerium’s work. Which was good, because it was time for her to go to work.
… I have nothing witty to say about comic books.
But they’re still in the unfurnished room.
Then they all came in here.
Antimony: So… are you all waiting here for me to die?
Antione: Well, we want to be prepared to mourn.
Slowpoke: Hey, guys? That plant guy has some big teeth!
Barium: Why is everyone talking about comic books, anyway?
Neo: I like comic books.
Neo: I grabbed it out of the Matrix.
Neo: I got it from a field trip.
… wow, we’re rich now.
Oh no, this guy is dying while we’re out on our family outing.
Except we went to a different lot so the Motive Mobile would do its stuff. The guy was gone when I checked on him, so maybe he really did die.
Everyone’s really bad at dressing themselves.
… Lucy, please don’t try to get your younger sister as a ‘customer’.
We’re at the gym now.
Arnold: And that is why genies don’t exist. We don’t have that expansion.
Wren went home. Party pooper.
Wren: And the computer is busted.
Fancy Shoes: I’m so glad you saved my life, Mr. Mendeleev. I was a bit worried since you let that other guy die.
Antione has something like fifty sketches in his inventory. I feel like we have more sketches than walls.
Antione: I’m sketching a ghost feeding a cowplant.
… shoot, I thought I had a picture of Promethium after his birthday.
Oh well, here’s Promethium eating salad instead of sleeping at three a.m. on a school night.
Since there’s not much else to do, I decided to have Cerium work on sculpting, because she was the TH that day.
Cerium: I know what I’m doing.
Cerium: First, you really want to warm the hammer in your armpit. Then, become the clay. Put yourself in its place. I mean literally occupy the same physical space as the clay. Since clay doesn’t have a brain, give yourself a lobotomy with the chisel.
Cerium: This also helps you learn how the clay feels, being chisselllll…
Cerium: Once you recover from impaling your head with a chisel, try chiselling your leg.
Hey Antimony. Still alive?
Antimony: No! I just stepped on a mine! Durn videogame!
I meant alive in reality, dear.
Wren: Ugh, I’m so old…
Mangle: You know, I can help with that. Cowplant milk is notorious for making you younger…
Wren: How do I get milk from you?
Mangle: *clears nonexistent throat* Feed me,
Feed me Wrennie!
Feed me all night long~!
Wren: I’m gonna go check if I look less wrinkly in the other mirrors.
Mangle: Feed me Wrennie,
Fee me all night long~!
Cause if you feed me Wrennie,
I can make milk to keep you young!
Wren: I got you some food!
Mangle: Humph. I prefer a meal with a bit more… meat on it.
Slowpoke: *gasp* Like a hamburger?
Mange: Sure, kid. Let’s go with that.
Oh nooooo Antimony!
Neo: Grandma? 8(
Death: Dammit, why do the kids have to see? I’m bad with kids… quick, come up with a way to teach them about death without traumatizing them…
Neo: Gramma? Don’t leaveeee!
Death: … um, kids like music, right? It’s the ciiiiiiiiiircle of liiiiiiiife!
… we’re a little too busy to be thinking about crepes, game.
Antimony: I’m ready to go to the great beyond.
Death disappeared immediately after.
Oh, look. Promethium’s face.
That’s not how astronomy works, Arnold.
Arnold: Should we really have just woohooed in your late mother’s wardrobe?
Cerium: … you got laid, Arnold. Are you going to question it?
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 : 2
Every Birth : 12 +60
Twins : (5) +50
Triplets : (1) +20
Fulfilling LTWs : 6 +240
NTH Spouse Reaching Top of Career : (0)
Every Honor Roll : 9 +45
Every 100,000 simoleons earned : 1 +20
Painting of Torch Holder (4) + 20
TOTAL = 135