Generation 2: Kyung-Soon's Revenge - Part One

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Stephan: '...And again, I am here, at this computer... logging my experiences after the nuclear fallout. Ash falls from the sky like snow, piling up and impeding those who would dare travel outside. I have grown old now, my bones too weak to fight off the plagued hordes. I am confined to this shack, this one place of safety. But I could not have known, I could not have forseen what the coming years would bring...'

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Stephan, what the hell are you going on about? I'm the narrator here. And why are you writing a novel? That's in direct violation of the Service Pet restriction, which we did not lift! You're supposed to be rendered ISBI-like, meaning you get in the way and generally make me wish you'd die faster.

Stephan: 'I was just trying to spice things up! What better to do so than an old man's memoirs?'

The only memoirs you're going to have is of my foot up your butt if you don't butt out and let me do my thing! Sheesh, sims. Post-apocalyptic and think I owe them something! Anyway, forget what Stephan said. We've got a long way to go before that...

Anyway, when I last played, Kyung-Soon was a fresh Adult in front of a barren wasteland. She's been through some trials and tribulations with VB, but now she's back with me! Hey, Kyung-Soon... so what do you think of Nuclear Fallouts now? Heh, heh...

Kyung-Soon: 'I hope that rabid zombies come along and eat your innards!'

Such hostility for an old lady! At least you didn't grow up in some ugly sweat suit or anything. Besides, you're ISBI now. Enjoy it. Eris is my victim of choice this time...

Kyung-Soon: 'It is not over, evil controller! For when you least expect it, I will have my revenge!'

Blah, blah, blah... are you done yet? Good. Moving on...

VB never bothered getting Eris (who will break Slacker restriction) a beau, so it was up to me to do all the hard stuff! I was at a loss until I realized... with Culinary unlocked, we can force Pizza Delivery folks to drive through the zombie hordes! Enter Gavin, uh... crap. I can't remember his last name. Either way, many deliveries later, they were best buddies.

Eris: 'Because nothing says 'Post-Apocalyptic' like Pizza Delivery love!'

Indeed, Eris. Indeed.

Eris: 'Displaying personal moments for other people's amusement is totally not cool.'

Sure it is! Quit your whining. It is my job to chronicle your life, and chronicle I shall! Anyway, best buddies leads to first kisses which lead to...

...Marriage! Hooray. Kyung-Soon hangs out in the background, probably plotting her 'so-called' revenge. Pfft. I'm not afraid of some sour old biddy. Anyway, welcome to the house, Gavin!


Gavin: 'Uhh... thanks, I think.'

No, thank YOU for having such a plethora of skills! Romance sim or not, you rock. Hope you like Law Enforcement.

So much for that revenge, Kyung-Soon! Your time is UP! See ya on the otherside, heh.

Kyung-Soon: 'Laugh all you like! This is only the beginning. It is not over! I will have my REVENGE!'

Blah, blah, blah... less talky, more dying. Take her away, Grimmy Old Boy!

If Kyung-Soon's 'big revenge' was infesting the house with cockroaches, she succeeded. Darn things! Leave it to them to be the only thing aside from sparse humans and zombies to survive a Nuclear Fallout. Bah. At least Phoebe is responsible enough to try and clean up the mess. Her lazy sister is too busy building snowmen!

Phoebe: 'Yuck. This is disgusting! How are we supposed to live like this?'

Blame your mother. Or the zombie that kicked over the trash bin. One or the other!

Zombo returns! It seems he's discussing something a little more appropriate with one of the snowman sentries this time. It is probably because I am here playing and not VB. You can't fool me, Zombo. I am totally on to your evil zombie penguin ways!

Um, speaking of zombies... Phoebe, you're starting to look a little 'zombified' yourself. Are you feeling okay? Did one of them bite you? Do I have to go grab the boomstick?

Phoebe: 'I'm not a zombie, you idiot! I'm freezing. You've had me out here socializing with zombies all MORNING!'

Oh, right. Well, your sister needs 13 friends to reach ToC of Slacker! It is the least you can do, as a useless spare and all.

Phoebe: 'I should be going to SCHOOL... you know, like NORMAL teenagers. Not talking to creepy old zombies!'

Complain, complain! Man, that's all you guys ever do...

Ack! Zombie! There's a zombie in the house! Why aren't you two panicking? Can't you see the zombie right in front of your eyes? Don't let the camo pants fool you, she's there!

Eris: '...She's one of the zombie friends you've had Phoebe make. You made them come inside, remember?'

Oh, right... so I did. Nevermind, then... carry on...

Unfortunately, Post-Apocalyptic situations leave sims in mental distress. There are many ways to cope with this. It seems that our Heiress Eris has decided food is her comfort. She's certainly not pregnant.

Eris: 'Shut up! It's hardly noticeable.'

Sure, maybe if you're looking from a different solar system! You're huuuge!

Eris: '...Sniff. I knew I shouldn't have indulged in that last plate of pancakes!'

Meanwhile, other sims just plain lose there minds. Like Phoebe here. Freshly turned adult and she's panhandling for simoleons... from the mailbox. What the hell?

Phoebe: 'Oh pious mailbox! Please, have mercy on me. Just one simoleon... okay, just half of one. One fourth? Come on here. Give me a break! I need simoleons... NEED!'

Phoebe, sweetie, this isn't the Heiress of Strangetown. That is a completely harmless mailbox that does nothing but eat bills and get in the way of carpools. I think you need to go inside and lie down for a bit...

Phoebe: '((whispering)) Don't listen to her, mailbox... she's crazy.'

Right. I'm the crazy one. Okay.

Phoebe: 'Ahhh! Mother!'

Gavin: 'Whoa! Who was that scary old lady?'

That would be your former mother-in-law, Kyung-Soon. Pfft! A few little scares is hardly revenge. I'm not impressed.

Uh, Gavin... we need to have a talk. You're glaring at Phoebe, you have negative chemistry, and you guys are barely even friends. So explain to me why exactly you want to not only flirt with her, but also kiss her?

Gavin: 'Have you seen Eris lately? Her butt is huuuge! Phoebe is a little crazy, sure, but she's quite pretty!'

Yes, I will agree (as I wanted her to be heir ;p), but nevertheless... love, honor, obey! Romance sim or not! How can you be so shallow?

Gavin: 'Don't get all high and mighty with me, lady! My turn-off says I don't like 'em big and therefore, I don't like 'em big. That's how it goes!'

Siiigh... well, keep dreamin', cause it isn't happening. Poor Eris!

Aww, how sweet. Phoebe invited her aging father, Stephan, to build a snowman with her! It is one of the greatest sources of fun in Post-Apocalyptic times. Nothing says 'good family fun' like nuclear ash!

Stephan: 'Actually, we're building snow sentries. To keep the zombies at bay.'

Is that so? Well, we'll see how well it works... they sure don't keep the zombie penguin away!

Wow, Eris... how did you manage to get pregnant? Last time I spoke with Gavin, he wasn't exactly happy with your, er, 'growth'.

Eris: 'Haven't you ever heard that you shouldn't provoke a hungry and very pregnant woman?'

Sorry. But seriously... how'd you do it?

Eris: 'Well, it took him a bit to realize that certain... 'other' things were bigger!'

Oooh, gotcha. He's a boob man. Right on.

Uuhh, Eris! You might want to stop sighing over that damn lobster and concern yourself with the RAGING INFERNO it caused!

Eris: 'B-but... my lobster!'

Move, move, move!!

Ack! Gavin, why did you stop? Put that fire out--NOW!

Gavin: 'Aghh! It's that old woman--she just jumped out of the fire!'

What?! Kyung-Soon! You old wretch!! Argh! Forget about her and squelch that flame! What kind of protector of the innocent are you, anyway?!

Gavin: 'A very jumpy one!'

Thankfully, everyone survived the fire... but hey, wait a minute. You... what do you think you're doing?

Zombie Burglar: 'I'm about to make off with all your valuables! Mwehehehe!'

...What the hell? It's an Apocalypse! You shouldn't exist... there's no one around for MILES! Where did you come from!? We've been paying the Zombie Crime Syndicate!

Zombie Burglar: 'Mwehehehe... we burglars are everywhere! And part of the Zombie Crime Syndicate, as well. They demand more!'

You, sir, are an asshat. An asshat of epic proportions. In fact, there is none in all the land that can possibly compare to the sheer magnitude of asshattery that you contain!

Zombie Burglar: 'Oh boo-hoo-hoo! I'm heartbroken. Now excuse me while I show my grief by taking your crib, easel, bookshelf, chairs, and changing table! Mwehehehe!'

ARGH! HATE!!! Couldn't you have at least waited until Eris was done giving birth?!

Despite having some of their 'valuables' taken, Eris gives birth to two healthy baby boys. That's right, twins. At present baby state, they look exactly alike. So you only get to see one. While VB's naming theme is Greek Mythology figures (I think it is Greek, at least), I will be using Actor's. I named the twins Julian (after Julian McMahon) and Jake (after Jake Gyllenhaal).

With not much to do while the babies sleep, the defacto nanny, Phoebe... shakes her groove thing. Gavin is with her in the back. Smustling is actually a really good way to raise fun. Phoebe also really, really enjoys it.

Phoebe: 'Hoo-yeah! Shake it like a Polaroid picture!'

Poor girl... in post-apocalyptic times, there's nothing on the radio except techno. Darn zombies and their zombie raves!

Thanks to the joint effort of all sims in the house--yes, even Stephan the listless was helpful--the twins became toddlers. Julian looks like Eris while Jake looks like his grandma, Kyung-Soon. Fitting, because Kyung-Soon and Gavin have essentially the same face templates (made by me!).

They grew up in exactly the same outfits, though. The black and green striped jumper. It is very hard to tell them apart via just the little thumbnail and portrait picture. I think this might be Julian in the picture.

Meanwhile, their mother is losing her mind. Not you, too, Eris...

Eris: 'Woowoo! Zombie raves are awesome!'

Poor Pleasure sim, always in the red! You're not at a rave, Eris. You're at home. And the twins need you.

Eris: 'Paaartttaaaaay!'

Siiigh... Eris! Your needs are awful. You need to do something other than pretend you're at a zombie rave!

Gavin: 'Don't bother. She's been like that since she got home from work.'

Phoebe: 'I'll go take care of the twins. I don't want the evil mailbox to get them!'

And then, it happened. Kyung-Soon was out scaring... and she scared Eris way, way too much. So much so that... Eris' portrait disappeared from the family sidebar.

Eris: 'I... I don't... feel so well!'

No, no! Eris! Hang in there! You were headed to the fridge... you were so close...

Eris: 'I... don't have a pulse...'

Nooooo! We were so close! One more day of work and we would have broken the restriction! You can't do this to me! Why?!

Eris: 'I... think... I'm dead.'

Noooo! Eris!! Grimmy, you can't take her! She still has to break the restriction! One more day... damn it! Useless sims!

Gavin: 'Hey, it isn't our fault you didn't break the Paranormal restriction...'

Phoebe: 'Yeah, really. Don't blame us! This is all YOUR fault!'

Stephan: 'Oh! What a cruel and merciless world in which we live! Where life can be so easily snuffed out--'

Not NOW Stephan!!

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Crap, crap, crap... what am I going to do?!

Kyung-Soon: 'I told you I would have my revenge!'

Kyung-Soon? What? But you're dead! You can't talk! And you would kill your own daughter?!

Kyung-Soon: 'I am in your head... forever! It was a necessary loss.'

You are a sick and very sad old biddy ghost, Kyung-Soon!

Kyung-Soon: 'Perhaps... but now I have had my revenge! Now what will you do?'

You can't rid of me that easily! It is on like Donkey Kong now, sucka. I WILL continue this challenge... just you wait and see...

Gavin: 'Uh, who are you talking to?'

Er, no one. I wasn't talking to anyone.

Stephan: '...'Tis a sad day when the one in control falls privvy to the madness surrounding--'

Oh for GOODNESS SAKE! All of you, shut up! I need to think. Geeze!! Well... that's it for part I guys. As for Part II? I'm not going down without a fight!

-Part Two-

Generation 1: Aftermath - Part Two

After having a CC apocalypse of my own, I, VLAD, have returned to you all with the next thrilling installment of Apocalypse Mao! Vlad!

When we last left our sim survivors, Kyung-Soon had just become an elder, I had stopped the challenge partway, and my not-so-loyal readership was more than willing for me to pass the torch back over. I don't think that I need to remind you all of THIS!

That's right. I have the cats hostage. If you ever want to see Gandalf (the Grey) and Artanis again, you will read my post, enjoy it, pay me tribute in small unmarked bills, and bear with me for one more update. If you're strapped for cash, I understand...but at least do the part involving the bearing with me.

Now, back to Apocalypse Vlad!

Eris grew up nicely as a pleasure sim, and picked up the LTW to become a Professional Party Guest. Something just tells me that she is BEGGING to be the heir from this generation. A bit of education would be nice for her, but of course, due to restrictions, teens are unable to go to school. No school...no law...no Mao...this can only mean one thing! Free labor!

Building some skills before adulthood would be nice, but aside from what few she picked up as a toddler, she is restricted from skilling on any items unless they also give her fun. Unfortunately for her, cooking and cleaning don't count as using objects to build skills, so she got to spend her teenage years preparing all of the meals and cleaning everything in the house. Sorry Eris, but with that F you're getting in school, u dont read skill books 2 good. Your spaghetti however, is superb.

See! Doesn't she look happy to be doing my bidding and working as free labor in the house! I'm such a generous master, don't you think? In the background, you can see Stephan studying up on his cleaning skill since it was one of only two skills preventing him from getting the Maximize 7 Skills LTW. Phoebe however, just wouldn't leave him in peace.

Phoebe, I understand your excitement at getting that A+ in school and all...but just wait. See your sister? You're next...mwahahahaha...ha...ha.

After getting Phoebe to leave him alone for two minutes, Stephan maximized his cleaning skill, and went straight to doing yoga to work on his body skill.

Once again however...Phoebe had to have the last word. If daddy can do funny handstands, so can she!

Eris was clearly more impressed by what I will refer to as the one-handed anti-flamingo handstand of DOOM! (doom?) Yes, DOOM!

After refilling a few needs that had gotten a little low, Stephan resumed his yoga training in the upstairs of the house shack.

Stephan of couse, while in the midst of the Inverted Fetal Donkey Pushup of DOOM, maxed his body skill and became the first post-apocalyptic sim to achieve his LTW, while onlookers...well, looked on at other onlookers.

In celebration of his achievement, Stephan oddly enough, went outside to build a snowman. Unfortunately, this would be the last real fun he had as an adult, because it wasn't too long thereafter that he followed Kyung-Soon into senility in becoming an elder.

Isn't that a nice family photo? Kyung-Soon is in bed already (with no Wheel of Fortune on TV, she had nothing to stay up for), Stephan is facing his own mortality (and receding hairline) with a stern look, the girls are probably trying to discuss who is prettier, and the penguin is...

...wait, the penguin?

As the last picture was being taken, there were strange sounds coming from outside of the shack. A penguin (in my mind, I like to think of it as a Zombie Penguin) had stumbled across the partially constructed snowman and started up a fascinating discussion involving a parabolic graph centered about the x-axis on a 2D plane. Zombo the Penguin...you are now one of the coolest little zombie animals ever in my book (take THAT Zombie Lassie!)

Zombo left soon thereafter, and the next day and night passed without incident. The next evening however, it was Phoebe's turn to become Vlad's slave free labor.

As you can see, Phoebe inherited her mother's looks almost to the point...of being...a clone. Ladies and gentlemen, this is exactly why we don't sleep under power lines, eat lead paint chips, or sleep in a shack surrounded by nuclear fallout in a post-apocalyptic wasteland of ridiculous proportions. Any combination of the above may result in genetic anomalies including cloned freaks of nature...wait no, I had it right the first time...cloned freaks of nature.

I hear a noise! What's this? Let's check in with the PenguinCast and see what startling revelation he has for us today!

...this little guy disturbs me more and more with each visit he makes. I don't see a mushroom cloud, but I'm pretty sure he is trying to talk to the snowman about a nuclear blast that killed hundreds...if not dozens of ugly unplayed townies, and turned the landscape into a frozen wasteland.

On the inside of the shack, a fire broke loose in the oven, causing flames to leap into the air while Kyung-Soon had a heart palpitation, and Stephan nearly wet himself. Thankfully, Phoebe came to the rescue and in this awesome action shot, and checked herself out in the mirror while battling the flames ever so valiantly.

What Phoebe somehow failed to mention was that the oven burst into flames because she decided to go to the restroom while cooking dinner for herself. That will teach you to be selfish! Thanks to you, Phoebe, you just shaved years off of your mother's life, and probably somehow managed to make her arthritis worse, too!'

All of these fires and such sure drop the needs of people in the house pretty quick, and it wasn't long until everyone was fighting over the one bathroom in the home. At some point, a very stinky Kyung-Soon managed to change into her normal outfit, and meet Stephan in the bathroom either to serenade him, or complain that she had just fallen and broken her hip. Again.

Meanwhile, Phoebe ether checked her freakish cloned self out in the mirror, and realized what an abomination she was, or felt guilt about nearly burning her elderly parents alive, instead of fixing a tasty and delicious hamburger for herself.

The family went to bed that night, relieved that they had all survived their encounter with the stove/inferno, and awoke the next morning to...hey, this isn't right.

I don't care how many ads I've seen for prescription medication on TV...elders may wake up at 6 am regardless of if the Today show is on or not, but they most certainly do NOT turn on the boombox, wake their youngest daughter, and go straight to playing kicky bag. Maybe this is one last hurrah from Kyung-Soon.

By the end of the day, there was another transition to celebrate.

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Skanky Cowgirl Eris. With her all grown up, it was decided to select her as the next heir (as opposed to the fortune loving genetic freak across the room), and that marked the end of my round. I'd tell y'all to come on back fer my next update, but...

BACK TO THE PENGUINCAST! Zombo! Your reaction, please!

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Zombo. I'm only going to say this once. I don't care if she's an adult or not, I still say she's too young for that.

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It was great writing for you all, and I'll be back around after the next generation had ended (whether you like it or not) !

-Vlad

Generation 1: Aftermath - Part One

The year was 2008. Countless sims were going about their daily lives as they had always done...until one fateful day, when a small explosion rocked the landscape.

Sorry, did I say small explosion? I meant to say nuclear meltdown of apocalyptic proportions. Same thing, really.

Into this landscape, one sim returned home from college...one sim who...found other survivors?

Oh no no. This is the apocalypse! This is the nuclear holocaust!! THIS! IS! FALLOUT SPRINGS! Survivors? No. Try zombies. Thankfully the Hand of Mao came forth and SMOTE the zombies into submission...and tombstones. With the zombie welcome wagon beaten into eternal submission from this hood, our unlikely heroine began her challenge as any post apocalyptic survivalist would...stockpiling food as leftovers.

Zombie apocalypse or not, life must begin anew, so our unlikely heroine went straight into work in the Medical career. In her first day, she was faced with a dilemma... a dilemma resulting in 2 logic and 2 charisma points being added to her skills.

By the end of a long day of work, Kyung-Soon was promoted to Chief of Staff, and with that, had lifted both the medical and hopelessness restrictions that had plagued Fallout Springs for less than a week. No more twenty hand washings for this sim, oh no! She bought a state of the art communal shower for her home shack! Most important of all, this meant that she could move in sims...and pets!

First came Stephan, with his nearly maxed set of skills. Right away he was put to work in the Culinary career, so that the family could stop hoarding food and eat whenever they wanted to.

However, a new member of the family was on the way. Enter Gandalf (a Grey cat, no less!).

Gandalf went into Show Business to make some movie about a tower or two, while Stephan...well he was either filling in a hole dug by dog, or filling a hole WITH a dog. Either way, it was clear that he wasn't all that happy about the black pooch who had violated his lawn.

It is kind of hard to call that a lawn when it's covered in nuclear fallout, all plant life has been eliminated from the landscape, and zombie hordes are roaming the streets, but one hole in the lawn is still unacceptable!

It only took one more day of work but, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, I present to you all... (this is where you imagine a really awesome drum roll)

Stephan, the Celebrity Chef! Behold his awesomeness and silhouettedness! I'm sure that entire legions of zombies are watching their TV sets with glee as he shouts Bang! and kicks his food up by a bit. Actually, this challenge is starting to sound less and less post-apocalyptic come to think of it...

Right behind him was Gandalf (the Grey), who wowed entire audiences with his theatrical performances.

Between the two of them, the Culinary AND Showbiz Animal restrictions had been lifted! To add into the excitement, Kyung-Soon got yet another chance card, resulting in 80,000 simoleons being added to the family funds!

In celebration, Stephan went outside and built a friendly little snowman. The family was able to stop stockpiling ribs, buy a stove, and allow children in the region to study for school. With no restriction on the addition of a second pet, it was decided that Gandalf needed a friend. Another adorable and cuddly kitty named Artanis was added to the home and instantly started to work at...MR. SNOWMAN! NOOOOOO!!!

Artanis became Hell on Four Legs. Instantly terrorizing snowmen, then leaping onto cat toys within her first 5 minutes, whild Gandalf looked on in absolute terror. Meows of, "You want me to make kittens with WHO?!" echoed throughout the shack!

Artanis went to work as a Service Animal, with the hopes of lifting the restrictions preventing elder sims from being controllable. Within several days, her task was completed, and Gandalf and Artanis went about becoming friends, with the hopes that they could repopulate Fallout Springs with their offspring.

Kyung-Soon waited until she had a few days off work, and instead went to work doing something else...starting the second generation

Several days later, Eris was born

Unfortunately, in a first for both Vlad and Mao, in the midst of the chaos of adding to the house, a new baby, and all of the other crazy challenge rules, the food bowl for Gandalf and Artanis somehow became turned around. Lowering wants went unnoticed, and within moments of getting the warning that the hunger want was falling to dangerous levels...the pets were taken away. No law enforcement exists in Fallout Springs to make sure the sims sleep safe at night, but if a pet goes without food for a minute, the Man is breathing down your neck and taking your poor cats away :(

If it is the LAST thing I do, I WILL get my cats back. You hear that Gandalf (the Grey Cat), I'm coming back for you in a generation or two! Sadness aside though...does this mean he will come back as Gandalf (the White Cat)?

With all of the recent losses, Kyung-Soon and Stephan finally tied the knot and restored some semblance of order to their shack.

Unfortunately, although Kyung-Soon managed to make it to work on time, without a nanny present, Stephan had to miss his first...and therefore last day of work. His show was cancelled, and Stephan Dual Live was replaced with extended episodes of 30 Minute Zombie Meals.

Eris grew up into a nice little demonic looking toddler, and soon thereafter into a slightly less demonic looking child (I'll be a sweet father one day, I'm sure of it)

Do I have to prove my claims? Fine. I'd like to present Exhibit A to the blog in the case of Vlad v. Creepy Child. Stephan never dealt well with the loss of his two pets. His needs plummeted as he cried almost as much as Spiderman in the last film (Note that I said almost) and fell from exhaustion in the snow. Eris, who was hard at work constructing a Snowman Sentry to fend off wandering zombies had two choices available to her. 1) Help her dear ol' dad out, or 2)...

TA-DAA. Present her dad to the world. She looks like she is trying to say, "Hey, check out what I did!"

Before long, Kyung-Soon had her second potential heir, and another girl. With the addition of Phoebe to the household, Stephan now has one more reason to cry himself to sleep in the snow. Let's face it. The guy has no male friends, and is surrounded by estrogen every direction that he turns. At this rate, the guy is going to have gray hair before his wife, and she is four days older than him!

The children both continued to grow, and actually both moved beyond the near-demonic stage of looks and became very nice looking young ladies.

It is nice to see that even in such a desolate place, children can still have fun...even if it means both of the hellions waking up at 6:00 am to dance together in front of a boombox. If they know what is good for them, they had better hope that all of the noise upstairs doesn't wake the parents.

As for Kyung-Soon...sadly she transitioned on into becoming the first sim to become an Elder in this apocalyptic nuclear winter.

And with the transition of the first of the survivors into the final life stage, this round of the apocalypse challenge has drawn to a close. Fallout still rains down upon the land, and although the sims are attempting to rebuild their society, it is still going to be a long road until civilization is restored, and the winter finally ends. I leave you now with a picture of the modest two story house shack, and the promise that one day, both Gandalf and Artanis shall have....FREEDOOOOOOM!

• Hopeless restriction lifted
• Medical restriction lifted
• Culinary restriction lifted
• Showbiz Animal restriction lifted
• Service Animal restriction lifted
• Showbiz Animal and Service Animal restrictions restored

-Part Two-