A very gay looking Death showed up in a lei to get up all in Gavin's face and say, "Heeeeeeeey!"
I'm pretty sure that Gavin was kinda weirded out by just how fruity Death was looking, until he saw the nice pair of hula zombies that came to help take him over to the other side. Note the fact that I said pair, and only showed one zombie in the background. That, kids, is what we in the biz like to call innuendo.
So Gavin crossed over, leaving his ashes by the door, and outside...kitties got their busy on. Bombadil and Arwen got to bringing in some new additions to the household. Hey dol, merry dol indeed!
Back on the inside of the shack, Dagmar was present for Ajax to turn from an infant into a toddler. Awww, let's all look at this picture and try to figure out whether he looks more like Dagmar or Julian...
...anyone? Any guesses? He uhh...seems to have a bit of a tan...ish...complexion.
In the back of the room, suddenly an urn began to eerily levitate. Was it Kyung-Soon? Stephan? Skanky Cowgirl Eris??
...Gandalf (the Gray Cat) had returned from the other side, only this time...
HE.
MEANS.
BUSINESS.
Mao and I had a slight disagreement over his purpose for returning to the mortal realm (of sorts). It was my opinion that Gandalf came back to be cute, make mroow noises, and cause small objects to fly around the room. Mao seemed to think that he came back to plant seeds of terror throughout the shack and drain the wants of all nearby sims. Pssh, what harm can a little ghost kitty back from the dead cause?
Sadly, there was no time to test my theory, for the limp wrist of Death was back to bring Artanis over to the discotheque in the sky.
Elrond meanwhile was given a chance card. Should he invite the Paparazzi out to lunch, or try to evade them on a high speed chase through a tunnel or two on the outskirts of a faraway village?
On a hunch that the other option may lead to something nasty, I chose to have a meet and greet with the Paparazzi...and was stuck with the bill. I guess that must mean it is always better to just let the Paparazzi chase you than have a cup 'o tea with them.
The good news for the day came in the form of Julian becoming a mad scientist. Reaching the top of that career could only mean one thing...
Lights all over the house. At least six per room. Turned on 24/7. 365. You get the hint. These guys have been without a lightbulb for years...so of COURSE they are going to have more candlepower going through that shack than a six year old left in a dark house for more than five minutes.
Phoebe had been doing nanny duty on our little future leader in the Zombie Trojan War, who had decided to sit looking adorable with a bottle.
Outside though, Death stopped by for a little chat with Phoebe. He probably didn't want much...maybe to have a little chat or play a quick game of Rummy or something.
Unfortunately, he caught Phoebe at a very inopportune time, as she had just littered. Where I'm from, the penalty for littering is maybe $100 or so, but in Fallout Springs, the penalty for littering is
DEATH.
After Pheobe's death, it wasn't long before Ajax grew into a child. I still can't quite put my finger on whether or not he looks like Phoebe, Julian, or any number of random zombie townies that I've seen wandering past...
...nah, he looks like a mirror image or Julian, don't you think?
The wonder twins started to throw a hissy fit over the paternity of Ajax, and it appeared that Jake had been rubbing off just a bit too much onto Julian.
.
Man love aside, a war was once again underway elsewhere in the house. This time, Elrond made a move for a very cranky Arwen's food bowl. Don't you know anything Elrond? You do NOT come between a pregnant cat and her food bowl. Elrond's Tai Chi Flying Suplex unfortunately, was not enough to save him from losing the fight, and then hearing about it for the next several days.
Better news was on the way for Bombadil though, as he reached the top of the security career, and sims were once again free to cross the barrow-downs street with peace of mind.
Just in case
the twins Julian wasn't already drowning in the sea of estrogen created by Dagmar and the pregnant cat, with all of the ghosts roaming about, the house needed a backup heir, so much woohooing was done until Dagmar was once again with child.
After eating God only knows how many plates of lobster, hamburgers, and other assorted cravings, Dagmar finally fell asleep in her pancakes late into the pregnancy. Julian in the meantime, was busy reading the
obituaries comics.
Unfortunately, it was soon found that poor Arwen was bugged, and her kittens were stuck. Everything from hacks to coat hangers were tried, and the kittens just wouldn't come out, so after nearly 5 days, Arwen was sent away and replaced with Goldberry, a new yellow cat.
Julian's estrogen filled twin meanwhile was busy reaching top of career in education. With his achievement, all sims in this generation had lifted a restriction, and were free to die. (I'm such a sweetie, aren't I?)
Shortly thereafter, Dagmar had Helen, the newest addition to the Dual household. Aww, isn't a cute...
...
Okay, I would like to take this time to make a public service announcement. Retarded babies are never funny or to be used in jokes.
...until their heads are on sideways.
Something tells me that I should have named this girl after Helen Keller instead of Helen of Troy.
Some people are supportive and loving when a
retarded special baby is born, but oh no. Not Dagmar. She decided to poke fun and imitate her new baby girl.
Goldberry was very unhappy about Dagmar's jokes that were just uncalled for. All I have to say is that thankfully, I'm far more politically correct than Dagmar, and would NEVER make a joke about the mentally challenged.
Now someone hurry up and get that girl some waah-terr.
...okay, so I lied.
Soon thereafter, Goldberry got her busy on with Elrond, a slightly less funny looking Helen was put to bed, and oh yeah, the dead again roamed the earth. Poor Ajax for the worst of it, and after several attacks, fell asleep between a plate of lobsters and the ashes of his ancestors.
Dagmar didn't last too long that night, either. She fell asleep in a recliner downstairs while trying to escape the Wrath of Kyung-Soon on the second floor. Don't you worry Kyung-Soon...if our favorite Mad Scientist ever reinvents the vacuum cleaner, your ass is getting a ride through some massive cyclonic action.
And now, here is our friendly Don Zombo, reminding us to pay the zombie mafia for protection this week. See the snowman stump?
That was a threat!Helen soon grew up into an adorable little tyke, while Jake fantasized about some birthday cake.
Red hair? Now I am seriously starting to question Dagmar's fidelity. First the dark skinned Ajax, and now a red haired Helen. Something tells me that she found herself a tall, dark, red-haired zombie and got her necro freak on.
Shortly after Julian began to ask for a paternity tesy, Goldberry had two adorable kittens named Eowyn and Aragorn. (Please don't tell anyone, but all of the cats so far have been named with a common theme in mind.)
Goldberry celebrated the occasion by attempting to eat her offspring. See, if the damn ghosts wouldn't keep turning the food bowls around, we wouldn't have this problem.
Back in the shack, Ajax passed out after another assault by Kyung-Soon. Julian looked on at his alleged son, wondering if he should wake him up, or just give him a little push and laugh.
Not long after Ajax woke up, he attempted to go upstairs and get some sleep. Kyung-Soon just wouldn't allow it however. She scared poor Uncle Jake until his he lost his mind, and then went after Ajax causing him throw his hands in the air like he just didn't care.
Before the twins could make it back to the relative safety of the downstairs, Kyung-Soon unleashed a surprise, synchronized attack, leading to a hilarious surprise, synchronized slapping of the forehead.
Eventually, the twins made it down the stairs. Jake made it to the recliner just in time, but Julian and Ajax weren't as lucky. Julian passed out in the middle of the floor, and Goldberry decided to have a late night snack of Ajax's Goldberries.
Soon enough Ajax grew up into his player outfit, and after receiving a cool, "What up?", Julian decided that he wanted nothing more to do with his son.
Meanwhile, Helen too grew up, into a nice combination of a naughty schoolgirl and a Hogwart's uniform...or, for any viewers as seen on To Catch a Predator, a Naughty Hogwart's Schoolgirl uniform.
...something tells me that girl is going to be trouble, as well as our next entertaining heir.
Meanwhile, it was chance card time for our lovable Uncle Jake. Should he choose to integrate a computer game about a great...big...hard...spelling carrot, or the more traditional mullet inspired "Hunting and Fishing: Scavenging for Algebra"?
Who are we kidding, this is Uncle Jake we're talking about!
$45,000 later, the survivors have even more money that they will never need, and Jake is going to be permanently dreaming of carrots and other assorted vegetables.
I had hung a picture of clowns over the beds on the second floor, hoping to scare the children throughout the night, but Skanky Cowgirl Eris proved to be far more efficient at scaring Helen in the middle of the night. As if that girl doesn't
already have enough issues to deal with, now she has
this.
Goldberry soon got a chance card very reminiscent of one I had run across in another early play session. Before, I had chosen to turn away potential clients, and been fired from the job because of it. I was smarter this time though, and invited the clients in to see the house.
...and again, was fired from the job. Some luck
I have. Outside the home, pandemonium ensued as several sleepy residents of the shack returned and instantly feel asleep by the curb. Jake fell asleep standing up, Zombo showed up to discuss some new "business arrangements" with a partially completed snowman, and Elrond gave his best impression of a wounded soldier from back in the glory days of 'Nam.
In a flurry of chance cards, it was Eowyn's turn to pick whether or not to eat cat food potentially containing ingredients imported all the way from China, or let her rival stars take a bite of a new line of cat food. Eowyn passed the job up, and was fired. Her ancestors were surely not pleased by this turn of events.
...suddenly the cute, cuddly, ethereal Gandalf turned into one bad mutha. (Shut 'yo mouth)
The first of his many victims that night was Helen, who passed out after being terrorized by the ghastly apparition of Gandalf, using an urn as her pillow. Aww, how sweet...in a creepy sort of way.
Upstairs, Kyung-Soon observed as Eris terrorized Dagmar, ensuring that she was doing her job properly. Thankfully, Dagmar soon escaped.
That night, somewhere in a dark, secluded laboratory, Julian began working on a sinister machine capable of raising the deaaaaaad!...plaaaaants!
After yet another reward of $55,000, I decided that I never want to see a chance card again in my life.
...and that it was time for Helen to grow up into a teenager!
Naughty Hogwart's Schoolgirl? Now it was time for her to grow up into...a...
um...a...
...a Naughty Badass Cheerleader. (Check the logo, that
has to be what it means)
Okay, my mind is made up...forget Ajax, he died in the Odyssey anyway. The new heir shall be Helen of Fallout Springs! May she reign in her cheerleader outfit for days to come!
And on that note, Dagmar and the twins all grew into elderhood, and again, into the same clothes. As this generation in Fallout Springs draws to a close, Ajax and his sister Helen are off to college, the rest of the shack is aging, and the spirits still lurk in the background.
Okay guys, to the living room! Wheel of Fortune is on, and I'm
OUT!
On that note, I must wish my adoring fans a wonderful time until I return again. With the Generation IV on its way to college, it has once again become Mao's turn to work on some updates. In the meantime, feel free to continually shower me with affection, adoration, and tribute!
...okay, still waiting on the tribute here. Annnny time now...right? Hello? Adoring fans?
-Vlad
- Science restriction lifted
- Education restriction lifted
