Sunday, September 1, 2013

4.9 - Hanging On

After a long absence (sorry 'bout that), we've returned to see the proper send off of the fourth generation. Thanks to youngest, Kensington, winning the poll Honour will manage to death-grip her way into dominating one more chapter before she's released into that special hell known as Autonomy.

For now, however, it's time to give the eldest Ichabod a proper send off. He steps up to the cake while dad stares on . . . unmoved . . . .



And successfully transitions into a Young Adult, rolling the Eco-Friendly trait. His LTW is locked in as a One Sim Band.

He eats his cake, and is then shuffled off into the neighborhood to live with his sweetheart, Kendrah. They managed to get married in Story Progression and recently had their first child, a vampire son named Taylor. We'll see him in the future.



Meanwhile Chimaera still can't let go of the slot machine . . . something needs to be done.



CHIMAERA - Hello? Hello?!

JOCELYN - Bot prank call . . . successful.




CHIMAERA - What was that for, Jocelyn?

JOCELYN - Sorry dad, the Watcher needed to distract you off of the slot machine so she could sell it. 

CHIMAERA - Wat? Nuuuuuuuu!!! ;_;

Trust me Chi, it's for your own good.



KENSI - ...and then *mumble* ...hedge the funds and skim off the top... *snuffle, snore* ...make a fortune....

JOCELYN - *taking notes* Man, this kid is golden when he sleep-talks.


CHIMAERA - My machine is gone. My life no longer has meaning.   :c

While Chi continues to wander around the house in a daze, Honour continues to work on her magic skill.


It's the weekend and Kensi randomly decided to take a dip in the pool.


Then did some painting . . . passing this week and a half until he turns YA is going to be brutal. XD


And then Joce decided to swim? Ok, fine. If you guys all want to get in a pool . . . .


ROAD TRIP!

Everyone but Jocelyn rode in Chimaera's limo. She decided to be a snowflake and take a taxi on her own.


Their destination? Moonlight Falls' public pool! With some slight alterations on my part.


HONOUR and JOCELYN - OOOOMMMMMPPPPPPPP it's SAAARRAAAAAAH!

TOWNIE - What's their problem?

SARAH - No idea. -_-


Honour gets to try out the water slide first. Honour? What's with the face?

HONOUR - Something about this doesn't feel right.


Um, maybe it's the fact that you're wearing your athletic outfit instead of your bathing suit?

HONOUR - No, no, no. It's definitely not that. It's . . . it's . . .


HONOUR - IT'S A TRAP!


Meanwhile Jocelyn is getting a massage from a complete stranger. -_- PEDOBEAR ALERT!


Chimaera, I think you're about to make an unfortunate landing . . .

CHIMAERA - . . . like a rock. XD


Then it was time for a breath-holding contest with the wife . . . wait, omg! Chi! Your hair dissolved!!!


CHIMAERA - GASP! What? WHAT?!

Lololol, j/k. 

CHIMAERA - Aww, not cool!


Jocelyn also took after her dad and gave a magnificent belly-flop.


At least he knows how the slide is supposed to work.


While Honour manages to wear the EXACT OPPOSITE of what she's supposed to wear in a sauna . . . -_-


HONOUR - Listen here, Voices! I'm getting sick and tired of you making fun of my clothing choices!

Orly? Well why--.


HONOUR - I'm not finished! I've given years several sim-weeks to this challenge! I've birthed babies and coddled a genie husband through a midlife crisis! I've been abducted countless times by I dunno how many aliens, and THIS IS THE THANKS THAT I GET?!?!

Um, well, I---.


HONOUR - I don't want to hear your excuses, Voices. After three babies and an alien probe betallion, I'm gonna wear whatever I damn well please whenever I please! Is that clear?

But--

HONOUR - IS THAT CLEAR?!?!

. . . yes, ma'am.


HONOUR - Damn skippy.

Well, I guess I got told. :P


What was our future founder doing through all of this? Being as absolutely boring as possible by playing CHESS of all things. Way to fail it up, Kensi.


JOCELYN - OHGODMYSKINISPEELINGOFF!!

Not an image I needed, Joce, thanks.


HONOUR - Hey you, bar tender! I need some foodz that are finger-lickin' good. Like this? See? FINGER LICKIN!

TOWNIE - Eww. I can't believe she just did that.

You ain't seen nothin' yet, sweet heart. Trust me.


Honour managed to order a group serving of shrimp cocktail without too much fuss. Jocelyn and even Kensi decided to partake.


Before they left for the night, I made sure Honour gave Chi a nice romantic massage, too. Keepin' the love alive, and all. :)


Back home, Honour practices her magic by transmogrifying some random objects we looted from the family chest.

HONOUR - Oh GAWD the horror! Oh the sim-manity! That was NOT supposed to happen!

We had varying results.


JOCELYN - RAAAAWWRRRRR!

When Chimaera wasn't getting the piss (not literally, thankfully) scared out of him by his daughter . . .


He was practicing some soccer (football for my European fans) skills. I'm not saying he's imagining punting infant Jocelyn into the net or anything . . . but I could see it. XD


Ghost Morty also got in on the kicking action, while Honour practices her golf swing for lack of anything better to do. Just wasting away the time . . . doodeedoo . . .



Later that evening ghost Jarred showed 'em all how it's done.



Oh, ew, Starlight! That's so gross. >_<



Go play cutesy fighting with ghost Cuddlebones instead. XD



KENSI - I can't wait til you get the hell out of this house so I can actually BEAT this game for once.

JOCELYN - Lying to yourself isn't healthy, bro.



Kensi consoles himself with a good ol' hotdog.



JOCELYN - You know, it's kind of a good thing that you won the heir poll instead of me. This way we have more variety in the family tree instead of lots of witches.

KENSI - . . . what are you, and what have you done with my sister?



I was as shocked as Kensington that she managed to have a fairly pleasant exchange with him for once, but perhaps it was just happiness from the fact that it was her birthday and she was about to be free.

CHIMAERA - This is where my slots used to be. :<

Oh seriously, Chi, get over it already. >_<



Jocelyn managed to transition successfully into a young adult, rolling the Proper trait like her father. She has the Zombie Master lifetime wish locked, and promptly got a career in the Criminal track.



JOCELYN - *gasp!* I don't have an official boyfriend!

No, you don't. But don't worry sweetie, you manage to score yourself a fiance within the week. :)



KENSI - Hahah! Finally!

And then there was one. Still several days until his birthday. They manage to pass fairly uneventfully.



Kensi is trying to earn brownie points by cleaning up on autonomy. Too bad he can't seem to figure out how to do it with his genie magic on his own. -_-



And then . . . it starts. XD



KENSI - No! NOOOOOOO! I DO NOT WANT!



Kensi wasn't a fan of his 'visitation,' as you can see. If they continue to abduct him in adulthood, I'll be interested to see if I can finally get an alien pregnancy. XD Too bad it won't BE an alien, because he's a genie. Not unless I MOD it . . . *shifty eyes*



Since he's on the way to being heir, his old room gets remade back into the future nursery and what was Beau and Caitlyn's room is made over into his new (pimp) bedroom.



Prom time came around for the youngest Goth, and as luck would have it he was called earlier in the day and asked out by a certain someone . . .



You might remember the two sisters (not twins) from the last chapter, Dina and Sherri. Dina was the one he really hit it off with at the Festival.

So, of course, it's SHERRI who asked him out to prom. -_-




They ended up having a fantastic time, too, sealing a First Kiss as well as Going Steady status. Well, so much for the sister Dina. :P Who am I to stand in the way of true-sim-love?



That full-moon night it was a haunting convention.

CORNELIA - I'm just saying, Cait. We ghosts outnumber the living relatives now. 

CAITLYN - Yay, I get to be first player tonight!

CORNELIA - Caitlyn, are you listening to me?


Sometime later . . .

CORNELIA - And furthermore, I say we should have our own basic amenities, like beds! Is that so much to ask for?

BEAU, MORTIMER and BELLA - *ignore*


The Goths have officially passed yet ANOTHER 100k in simoleons, earning another +20 points for the scorecard! In celebration, I bought Kensingtom a Rolls Royce Phantom. Honour gives it a test-drive on the way to the Consignment shop.



Where there is an atypical pile-up at the entryway. Atypical because apparently the floor is SUPER-juiced. XD



HONOUR - That's it! I'm finished! I officially wash my hands of this weirdness!



She did manage to score a time machine while she was there. I had her check out the past just for giggles. She didn't get anything out of it though, except some arrows fired at her when she left.



Eggz and Mr. Tumnus share some quality time out in the cemetery. Nothing creepy about that at all. Nope.



A Sim Fest was going on at the near-by park. And apparently Moonlight Falls' youngest ever performer was up first . . . Seriously her mom dropped her off on stage and then walked off again. I waited, hoping to see some awesome Pre-K acrobatics or perhaps a wonderful rendition of the ABC's, but no such luck.




Honour decided to use her magic to start a fire in protest. Effectively hijacking the rest of the Sim Fest.



The flames got pretty out of control and the others just stood around (or IN IT) screaming helplessly. So I eventually had Honour put the flames back out again or risk a mass-suicide of stupidity.



HONOUR - I kick @SS!

Yes you do, sweetie. Yes you do.



Daww, did the family genius FINALLY manage to score himself a spot on the honor roll? I'm so PWOUD!!

KENSI - Your sarcasm is a cruel, cruel weapon.

Still, +5! Woot!



HONOUR - Here you are, random fairy. Have a ghost via Haunting Curse.

FAIRY - AAAAAAAAAAGHHHH!! WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?!

HONOUR - You're welcome.



Her eldest brother Everett stopped by at some point, now an elder, and Honour made sure to spread the magical love.

HONOUR - I HEREBY BLESS YOUR JUNK!

EVERETT - No! Honour, stop! They make pills for that now!



HONOUR - Lookit! I have made man-cicle!

EVERETT - I didn't see a damn thing. Plausible deniability when the cops show up.



Ichabod also turned up at one point, so Honour challenged him to a duel.



While his poses were strong, his Fierce-Face-Magic was no match for Honour.



This unfortunately-haired girl is one of Felix's daughters, and the pointy-eared toddler is her daughter. I have no idea what the child's name is. >_< <--FAILSAUCE   There's so many dang descendants now that I'm losing track. There's also some lag issues, so we might end up moving to a fresh Moonlight and leave some of the extended family behind. :(



Back home, Kensi was indulging in a game of hacky-sack with dad. At least until one of Chi's many neighborhood fans interrupted by trying to solicit a date.



TIGER-GIRL - I can haz candiez, plz? :3

HONOUR - Aww, it's just like the memes! I'm sure I have some cheeseburgers in the house somewhere.

TIGER-GIRL - No, not burgers lady. Candy. CANDY.

As one might guess, it was Spooky-Day/Night. The criminal in the foreground is yet another Goth descendant that I can't remember the name of. I believe she's one of Gwendolyn's.

ROBBER-GOTH - Oh, I see how it is. Don't get born in the Legacy House and you might as well be chopped liver. Nice.



But none of that matters, because it's FINALLLLLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYYYY time for Kensi's birthday!!! 

He steps up to the cake . . . *dramatic drum roll*



And like a BAWSE, the next Goth Torch Holder is made. 

Kensi rolls the Grumpy trait (JUST LIKE MORTYYYYY, it's DESTINY!!!!), and already has the Master Magician lifetime wish locked in. Given that, I gave him a look that says to me slightly douchey Las Vegas Illusionist, like David Blaine or Criss Angel.

Like? Y/Y?

:D



Well that just about wraps things up for this update--,

DEMON - No, wait! Mail man! Come back and give me your SOOOOOOOOOOUL!!

AAAAAAAAAAAHWTFBBQ!!!!



May that image sear itself into your brains and help you drift off to sleep. :P See you next time on the Goth-Sanity ISBI, where we'll get the middle generation underway! Till then, happy simming!
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:: SCORECARD ::



Self Wetting : (24) -120
Passing Out : (21) -105
Failing School : (0)
Game-Forced visit from Police, Firefighters or Babysitters : (0)
Accidental Deaths : (0)
Social Worker Visit : (0)
Cheat Penalty : (1) -10



Every Birth : (8) +45
Twins : (2) +20
Triplets : (0)
Fulfilling LTWs : (6) +60 
NTH Spouse Reaching Top of Career : (1) +5
Every Honor Roll : (5) +25
Randomizing every LTW and trait for an entire generation : (3) +30
Not Using Spares Lifetime Happiness points for an entire generation : (4) +40
Every 100,000 simoleons earned : (4) +80
Painting of Torch Holder (1) : +5



TOTAL = +75 




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