Zenobia: It's hilarious that you're trying to insult me. You have no leverage. You're pathetic, Mother.
Summer: TAKE A SHOWER.
Zenobia: You take one.
No, Summer hasn't had a shower since last chapter. My game is just glitching. At least this is a pretty glitch, not like the mud-water one I had a while back.
Wow, Eb you genius, doing homework at 8.06am. I'm very impressed.
Ebony: Better late than never.
You are WAY too late for that dumb saying to apply!
Ebony: Says who?
Says logic! Get your ass out of the house and to school.
Blaze: Life is good!
Your life is 'one flirt away from being kicked out'.
It is though, I'm being serious. Summer too. I'm done with her.
Lux: My stomach is eating itself.
Blaze: Just sit tight and play with your blocks!
Lux: You're a horrible father.
Brad: It's bad, right?
YUP.
Brad: It's like being devoured alive by insects.
How do you know how that feels?
Brad: It's almost as bad as the feeling of Summer's betrayal.
D: You've caused me a lot of grief but I still feel bad for you.
Wha...what is this notification? Is this a new thing? Well, shut up, game, I don't know where Daya is.
Lux: Are you trying to ensure my tragic early death by some horrific disease? The one you have?
Brad: I'm the only one around right now, Lux!
Lux: Well shoot....still, get away from me, diseased freak-man.
Zenobia: I work all day and return to this? Ugh, I really don't wanna be around you two. Gawd.
Brad: Same to you, daughter, same to you.
Lux: I don't think anybody in this house gives a shit about me...
Brad: What was that?
Zenobia: Yeah, I didn't hear that either.
Groot: I may be the best person in this house.
You just might be, kid.
Summer: You're a horrible mother!
*cough*
Zen: I don't have to defend myself to you!
Lux: Kekekeke fighting.
Summer: She can't even do a good evil laugh!
Zen: Do you think I'm OK with that?
Danika: Peasant.
Groot: I thought you were a nice one!
Danika: Compared to everyone else, bro. And you're the one wearing your outdoor shoes into the sauna.
Groot: Welllll...
Danika: You are a selfish a-hole like everyone else. You're a Sutherland, it's what we're like. And I don't wanna chill in a place that smells like cheap applesauce so GTFO.
Zenobia: It took me forever to pull that out of thin air OK LUX SO-
Lux: You don't own me! NO-ONE OWNS ME!
Ebony: Groot this was a great recommendation, applesauce for - I mean - I'mma insult you tomorrow! And I'm thinking of ways to do it-! Totally happening!
D'aww.
Ebony: Don't aww me! I'm a lean mean machine! Hehe, rhymes.
Brad: All the halfway decent people in this house are asleep...so this is all there is to do.
*checks* Yup. But good job anyway.
Summer: Hello there...uh, Emily. Right? *mutters* Like my daughter to use such basic names...
Ebony: Ya garbage. See? Insult.
Summer: Oh you sweet summer child I could do so much worse. Ha. Summer. Ha.
Ebony: Yeah, it's your name! Brilliant deduction, Sherlock!
Summer: Hm...that was good. I don't mind you, kid.
Ebony: How I wish the feeling was mutual.
Summer: Drinks? I'll get a Plasma Jane then, I guess.
Brad: You think this is for you? HA! This is for me. I now live by the phrase 'treat yourself', soooo...I'm going to be sipping on a nice wrench and not catering to your whims.
Summer: OK, so-
Brad: You're still hot, sure, but...ehhhh. I don't really like you!
Brad you fake.
Summer: -I understand that I don't deserve a drink, but you're going to die soon. Why waste it being mad with me for relentlessly flirting with and sleeping with our daughter's fiancé?
Brad: You're...right...
Summer: Aren't I?
I'm disappointed in both of you.
And you two!
So double disappointment for Summer, in the space of like 2 hours.
They didn't do it bc no beds were available but STILL.
And my threat stood. So Blaze is getting broken up with!
Zenobia: Up and at 'em, babe!
Blaze: Wh...
Zenobia: I've got a surprise!
Blaze: Are you pregnant again or something? Ugggh.
Zenobia: JUST GET OUT OF BED.
Bronson: Good thing you're finally kicking that loser out. He didn't just flirt. They slept together. I guess it would be about 2.5 times...
Zenobia: How do you know - oh never mind, this is gonna be great!
Blaze: WHAT?
Zenobia: I'mma lay into you so hard!
Bronson: You go, horrible pink person!
Zenobia: Shut UP, Great-Granddad!
Zenobia: You're hot, but pathetic, and you actually slept with my mother? Please. You couldn't get it anywhere else and you know it. As well as that....well, your athletics career is a failure, you're the dumbest genius anyone knows, and you only got to exist to be with me. Yet you screwed up your one reason for existence. This isn't a loss at all for me, buster. So get out of my house.
Blaze: ...At least I got more sex than you!
Zenobia: Nice comeback. And - here's a wild idea - I don't need to use amounts of sex to measure life success. How old are you inside, fourteen? I may be mean but I'm mature, and that's more than anyone can say for you.
Blaze: I'll leave! Screw you, Zen!
Zenobia: My mother took care of that, and we know it. Have a nice life!
Blaze: SHIT...where am I gonna live? Azzy has a family now and it's not like I know anyone else!
Ain't my problem.
I couldn't kick him out immediately because a vampire was apparently breaking in, so he had to stick around until the vamp left.
Blaze: One last time?
Summer: Zen finally did it? You deserve better than that. C'mon, I'll show you a good time in our rocket.
Blaze: I've never been to space.
Summer: I know all the controls...
Zen: Officially giving no fucks...
Groot: Who used the rocket?
You don't-
Groot: Wanna know? I might want to.
I've officially forgotten who ~in-ISBI-story~ knows about Summer and Blaze. Do you know about it?
Groot: About what? Are they playing each other in Party Frenzy or something?
OK, bye, you are the one innocent here and I don't want to corrupt you, bye!
(Yes, they just had sex in the rocket)
Finally I got to kick out Blaze.
Summer: Well that was my last source of entertainment gone.
Don't worry. Once Brad dies I'll set you free too!
Summer: Oh joy...the whims of MCCC. Truly grateful.
There's no pleasing you, is there?
Summer:...Nah.
Good riddance to you too then!
Ebony: I. Am. Fierce. And mean, by the way, definitely mean.
You did smack Summer down last night, and I love you for it.
Ebony: I could have been better. I can always be better.
Also your dad got kicked out.
Ebony: Awesome. Now for grandma...
Soon, my child, soon.
...Zen?
Zenobia: - I could have burned him so much better! *cries*
So not really mourning the death of the relationship you were in for most of your YA life.
Zenobia: Most? I'm - I've barely started YA-hood right? Right? Don't screw with me, Watcher.
Hypocrite. And you have 3 days, I think?
Zenobia: *cries harder*
Zenobia: Satisfaction of it still pretty nice though...
Probably.
Danika: The kitchen is dirty AND Zenobia now has a chance to find a man who respects her and doesn't sleep with Mum? Today sucks.
Summer: Danika, ghostie, whatever you like to be called.
Danika: You might be sad, but don't take it out on me-
Summer: Too late! You are a nasty see-through little-
Danika: Netherworld take me now!
Summer: You ungrateful-
Danika: HOW AM I-?
Lux: Oh God it's just those two isn't it? I'm going to suffer all day.
We had to get rid of your dad, so...
Lux: That makes everything a little better, y'know!
Summer: You smell really bad, can you take that somewhere else?
Lux: Whose fault is that?
Summer: ...I have no response.
Lux: Of course you don't.
I would like to interject and tell Summer that SHE IS A HYPOCRITE *cough* 8.7 *cough*
Summer: You can't talk to me like that! Get out!
Lux: This is my house too, byotch.
Ohhhh Summer. From host of semi-successful parties to grown woman who yells at babies on her day off.
This is like the third time in two days. If I documented them all it would be too much.
Summer: Caleb it isn't nighttime. And I'm in charge of my little granddaughter today!
Lux: *shouting* Free me! Free me! Are we on speakerphone or-?
Lux: Why do you hate me? I mean I think you're terrible but everyone else does too, so why me-?
Summer: Because you're the only one who reacts!
Lux: I can't wait until I get to go to school...
Poor kid.
Brad: *sing-song* I got plates, they're gonna be cleared! *normal voice* I'm helping!
Summer: Don't be like your granddad, kid.
Lux: If it's a choice between you and him...
Brad: She burned ya.
Summer: Shut up.
Blaze why are you here? No-one let you in and you didn't ask to come over.
....It's that one dumb glitch. isn't it? Ugh.
Zenobia: Up and at 'em, babe!
Blaze: Wh...
Zenobia: I've got a surprise!
Blaze: Are you pregnant again or something? Ugggh.
Zenobia: JUST GET OUT OF BED.
Bronson: Good thing you're finally kicking that loser out. He didn't just flirt. They slept together. I guess it would be about 2.5 times...
Zenobia: How do you know - oh never mind, this is gonna be great!
Blaze: WHAT?
Zenobia: I'mma lay into you so hard!
Bronson: You go, horrible pink person!
Zenobia: Shut UP, Great-Granddad!
Zenobia: You're hot, but pathetic, and you actually slept with my mother? Please. You couldn't get it anywhere else and you know it. As well as that....well, your athletics career is a failure, you're the dumbest genius anyone knows, and you only got to exist to be with me. Yet you screwed up your one reason for existence. This isn't a loss at all for me, buster. So get out of my house.
Blaze: ...At least I got more sex than you!
Zenobia: Nice comeback. And - here's a wild idea - I don't need to use amounts of sex to measure life success. How old are you inside, fourteen? I may be mean but I'm mature, and that's more than anyone can say for you.
Blaze: I'll leave! Screw you, Zen!
Zenobia: My mother took care of that, and we know it. Have a nice life!
Blaze: SHIT...where am I gonna live? Azzy has a family now and it's not like I know anyone else!
Ain't my problem.
I couldn't kick him out immediately because a vampire was apparently breaking in, so he had to stick around until the vamp left.
Blaze: One last time?
Summer: Zen finally did it? You deserve better than that. C'mon, I'll show you a good time in our rocket.
Blaze: I've never been to space.
Summer: I know all the controls...
Zen: Officially giving no fucks...
Groot: Who used the rocket?
You don't-
Groot: Wanna know? I might want to.
I've officially forgotten who ~in-ISBI-story~ knows about Summer and Blaze. Do you know about it?
Groot: About what? Are they playing each other in Party Frenzy or something?
OK, bye, you are the one innocent here and I don't want to corrupt you, bye!
(Yes, they just had sex in the rocket)
Finally I got to kick out Blaze.
Summer: Well that was my last source of entertainment gone.
Don't worry. Once Brad dies I'll set you free too!
Summer: Oh joy...the whims of MCCC. Truly grateful.
There's no pleasing you, is there?
Summer:...Nah.
Good riddance to you too then!
Ebony: I. Am. Fierce. And mean, by the way, definitely mean.
You did smack Summer down last night, and I love you for it.
Ebony: I could have been better. I can always be better.
Also your dad got kicked out.
Ebony: Awesome. Now for grandma...
Soon, my child, soon.
...Zen?
Zenobia: - I could have burned him so much better! *cries*
So not really mourning the death of the relationship you were in for most of your YA life.
Zenobia: Most? I'm - I've barely started YA-hood right? Right? Don't screw with me, Watcher.
Hypocrite. And you have 3 days, I think?
Zenobia: *cries harder*
Zenobia: Satisfaction of it still pretty nice though...
Probably.
Danika: The kitchen is dirty AND Zenobia now has a chance to find a man who respects her and doesn't sleep with Mum? Today sucks.
Summer: Danika, ghostie, whatever you like to be called.
Danika: You might be sad, but don't take it out on me-
Summer: Too late! You are a nasty see-through little-
Danika: Netherworld take me now!
Summer: You ungrateful-
Danika: HOW AM I-?
Lux: Oh God it's just those two isn't it? I'm going to suffer all day.
We had to get rid of your dad, so...
Lux: That makes everything a little better, y'know!
Summer: You smell really bad, can you take that somewhere else?
Lux: Whose fault is that?
Summer: ...I have no response.
Lux: Of course you don't.
I would like to interject and tell Summer that SHE IS A HYPOCRITE *cough* 8.7 *cough*
Summer: You can't talk to me like that! Get out!
Lux: This is my house too, byotch.
Ohhhh Summer. From host of semi-successful parties to grown woman who yells at babies on her day off.
This is like the third time in two days. If I documented them all it would be too much.
Summer: Caleb it isn't nighttime. And I'm in charge of my little granddaughter today!
Lux: *shouting* Free me! Free me! Are we on speakerphone or-?
Lux: Why do you hate me? I mean I think you're terrible but everyone else does too, so why me-?
Summer: Because you're the only one who reacts!
Lux: I can't wait until I get to go to school...
Poor kid.
Brad: *sing-song* I got plates, they're gonna be cleared! *normal voice* I'm helping!
Summer: Don't be like your granddad, kid.
Lux: If it's a choice between you and him...
Brad: She burned ya.
Summer: Shut up.
Blaze why are you here? No-one let you in and you didn't ask to come over.
....It's that one dumb glitch. isn't it? Ugh.
Lux: ...Can you just bathe me? This sucks!
Summer: Sure honey. I'll use the scratchy sponge.
These two are literally in the red with each other. It's ridiculous. Another tally added to the 'Summer being the worst' chart (that I don't actually have outside my mind).
Brad: She can't mesmerise me again! I'm going to have a chill drink, alone and treat myself!
Zenobia: Oh hi, Dad, way to ruin my day!
Ebony: Don't I get attention for this, suckers? Look at all the mess I'm making!
Brad: You can do what you want, Little Eb...
Lux: Ugh.
Ebony: *muffled*
Brad: I feel intense pain in my spine.
Lux: This makes me happy.
Lux: Hehehehehehe.
Summer: I'm helping!
-__- For once in your goddamn life.
Well NTH life anyway.
Later...
Summer: I'm helping!
Lux: I hate you.
Zenobia *just offscreen*: Well honey, I sure as hell aren't going to feed you. So listen to your grandma.
Summer: I got the power!
Lux: UGH.
Groot: -And soon, I get to fly in the REAL rocket!
You don't want to do that.
Ebony: Mother.
Zenobia: Kid.
Ebony: I need your help.
Zenobia: For the last time you can't steal my thing. You don't have the permission, or will to do so.
Ebony: Uhhh....
Zenobia: What are you gonna do, cry about it?
Ebony: You're really not nice!
Zenobia: And look how far that's taken me.
Ebony: Yeah, to a broken engagement, plus shitty relationships with everyone you know.
Zenobia: Damn, you're stealing my thing already.
Ebony: Hehehe.
Summer: Isn't this nice? Looking after our lovely little granddaughter together.
Brad: *clears throat*...Luxy what do you need?
Lux: I need you both to step the heck away, ya garbages.
Lux: I hate you.
Brad: I like this kid!
Lux: Both of you.
Summer: Ha.
Brad:Y'know....y'know....shut up!
Well, we got your notification. Happy with how your life went?
Brad:...Meh...well, I was happy with Summer until...and maybe most of my kids hate me, but they're terrible anyway.
That's true.
Brad: So yeah. This whole 'my life' thing may have been a waste.
Well, at least I loved having you around.
Brad: Did you? You have a chapter named 'The One Where Brad Sucked'.
Oh shush.
Brad are you serious.
Brad: She's like a drug!
Summer: And you'll never stop being addicted.
Brad: But do you still have feelings for me?
Summer: Well...you're the only man here now. So...
Ida: Whee!
Summer: Hey...grandma. So can we just-?
Ida: Nope.
Summer: Well, whatever. You're just a-
Ida: I know you have a lot to say, but I'm not interested in hearing it. *slides off like a boss*
Summer: Well I-
Ida: THE WORST. I'm going to talk to you, but you don't talk to me!
Summer: Aw. Grandma. Weren't we so close?
Ida: NO! Go away! Actually, stand here and let me tell you - you're the WORST.
RIP Aahana, OG creepster and woman who gave no shits about anything. She had two husbands, four kids, and a mild amount of fun in her life. I'll miss you, Aahana!
Danika: Bye mum! I'm not listening to you.
Summer: Now, Danika-
Danika: Hahaha no.
Well Summer, you are the one who is a Grade-A bitch to all the children, so...can't blame 'em.
Oh Danika. Finally! +10 again, no?
Summer: -no, you see, it's just a bit of fun, and-
Danika: I still think you're terrible, and I don't even like Brad.
Groot: What did she do?
Summer: Why, nothing-?
Danika: So, so much.
Summer: You're in a door, Danika, why should we trust you?
Groot: That doesn't make much sense.
Summer: You don't make much sense.
Groot: Just gonna go eat peas for breakfast then....
Danika: Well...that actually doesn't make sense though, Groot.
Groot: *shocked gasp* BUT PEAS ARE LIFE.
Summer: Who are you, kid?
Zenobia: It's a good day to be corporeal, y'all!
Danika: It's a good day to ignore you - and put on some clothes. Damn.
Groot: I'm totally gonna finish this homework.
Oh honey, even you're not that awesome.
Mariska: Ididn'tgethighwithmykidslastnight
What?
Mariska: WHAT? No, it's your weed.
Brad:...So I'm dying in about twelve hours, but...at least that Blaze guy is gone. Too bad he isn't still around to make my daughter miserable.
I think your daughter's going to be very happy soon hint hint.
Brad: And of course I'll have to die seeing that, great.
Brad: Whose face should I imagine this dartboard as...there are so many choices.
That's sad.
Ebony: Away from dat trash!
Danika: At least you can grow up and move out!
Summer: Fine, screw you two...hey Groot?
Groot: Ditto Eb.
Summer: How dare you smell, ya dumb baby.
Lux: There's a very *sniffle* easy solution to that, y'know...
Summer: And what would that be, stupid?
Lux: I'll let you work it out...
Zenobia: Apparently I'm going to be happy soon...well I'm looking forward to it!
Summer: Of course, while the Watcher lets my life go to shit...
You're NTH! You did this to yourself, you dumbass bitch, so get off my back!
Ebony: Rise, monster, and we shall terrorise them!
You're not going to do anything.
Ebony: Nuh-uh! I already splashed water on the floor!
I think that was there already.
Ebony: Still counts!
...no it DOESN'T.
Zenobia: What are we, the 4 horsemen?
Summer: I'm not an apocalypse!
Caleb: But I do like horses.
Bentley: What the fuck is going on.
See the new guy? That's your surprise.
Zenobia: Oh...hello.
I brought Summer so Lux could be sent to daycare, and I brought Caleb along so she could have a friend.
Caleb: I'd be OK with talking to either one of them-
This is not about you, Caleb!
Zenobia: Like what you see?
Bentley:...Screw it, yes. I'll be straight with you.
Zenobia: I hope you are straight.
Bentley: You don't have to worry about that.
Zenobia: :D
To be continued...
Score Sheet- 90
Pass Out (107) -535
Summer: Sure honey. I'll use the scratchy sponge.
These two are literally in the red with each other. It's ridiculous. Another tally added to the 'Summer being the worst' chart (that I don't actually have outside my mind).
Brad: She can't mesmerise me again! I'm going to have a chill drink, alone and treat myself!
Zenobia: Oh hi, Dad, way to ruin my day!
Ebony: Don't I get attention for this, suckers? Look at all the mess I'm making!
Brad: You can do what you want, Little Eb...
Lux: Ugh.
Ebony: *muffled*
Brad: I feel intense pain in my spine.
Lux: This makes me happy.
Lux: Hehehehehehe.
Summer: I'm helping!
-__- For once in your goddamn life.
Well NTH life anyway.
Later...
Summer: I'm helping!
Lux: I hate you.
Zenobia *just offscreen*: Well honey, I sure as hell aren't going to feed you. So listen to your grandma.
Summer: I got the power!
Lux: UGH.
Groot: -And soon, I get to fly in the REAL rocket!
You don't want to do that.
Ebony: Mother.
Zenobia: Kid.
Ebony: I need your help.
Zenobia: For the last time you can't steal my thing. You don't have the permission, or will to do so.
Ebony: Uhhh....
Zenobia: What are you gonna do, cry about it?
Ebony: You're really not nice!
Zenobia: And look how far that's taken me.
Ebony: Yeah, to a broken engagement, plus shitty relationships with everyone you know.
Zenobia: Damn, you're stealing my thing already.
Ebony: Hehehe.
Summer: Isn't this nice? Looking after our lovely little granddaughter together.
Brad: *clears throat*...Luxy what do you need?
Lux: I need you both to step the heck away, ya garbages.
Lux: I hate you.
Brad: I like this kid!
Lux: Both of you.
Summer: Ha.
Brad:Y'know....y'know....shut up!
Well, we got your notification. Happy with how your life went?
Brad:...Meh...well, I was happy with Summer until...and maybe most of my kids hate me, but they're terrible anyway.
That's true.
Brad: So yeah. This whole 'my life' thing may have been a waste.
Well, at least I loved having you around.
Brad: Did you? You have a chapter named 'The One Where Brad Sucked'.
Oh shush.
Brad are you serious.
Brad: She's like a drug!
Summer: And you'll never stop being addicted.
Brad: But do you still have feelings for me?
Summer: Well...you're the only man here now. So...
Ida: Whee!
Summer: Hey...grandma. So can we just-?
Ida: Nope.
Summer: Well, whatever. You're just a-
Ida: I know you have a lot to say, but I'm not interested in hearing it. *slides off like a boss*
Summer: Well I-
Ida: THE WORST. I'm going to talk to you, but you don't talk to me!
Summer: Aw. Grandma. Weren't we so close?
Ida: NO! Go away! Actually, stand here and let me tell you - you're the WORST.
RIP Aahana, OG creepster and woman who gave no shits about anything. She had two husbands, four kids, and a mild amount of fun in her life. I'll miss you, Aahana!
Danika: Bye mum! I'm not listening to you.
Summer: Now, Danika-
Danika: Hahaha no.
Well Summer, you are the one who is a Grade-A bitch to all the children, so...can't blame 'em.
Oh Danika. Finally! +10 again, no?
Summer: -no, you see, it's just a bit of fun, and-
Danika: I still think you're terrible, and I don't even like Brad.
Groot: What did she do?
Summer: Why, nothing-?
Danika: So, so much.
Summer: You're in a door, Danika, why should we trust you?
Groot: That doesn't make much sense.
Summer: You don't make much sense.
Groot: Just gonna go eat peas for breakfast then....
Danika: Well...that actually doesn't make sense though, Groot.
Groot: *shocked gasp* BUT PEAS ARE LIFE.
Summer: Who are you, kid?
Zenobia: It's a good day to be corporeal, y'all!
Danika: It's a good day to ignore you - and put on some clothes. Damn.
Groot: I'm totally gonna finish this homework.
Oh honey, even you're not that awesome.
Mariska: Ididn'tgethighwithmykidslastnight
What?
Mariska: WHAT? No, it's your weed.
Brad:...So I'm dying in about twelve hours, but...at least that Blaze guy is gone. Too bad he isn't still around to make my daughter miserable.
Brad: And of course I'll have to die seeing that, great.
Brad: Whose face should I imagine this dartboard as...there are so many choices.
That's sad.
Ebony: Away from dat trash!
Danika: At least you can grow up and move out!
Summer: Fine, screw you two...hey Groot?
Groot: Ditto Eb.
Summer: How dare you smell, ya dumb baby.
Lux: There's a very *sniffle* easy solution to that, y'know...
Summer: And what would that be, stupid?
Lux: I'll let you work it out...
Zenobia: Apparently I'm going to be happy soon...well I'm looking forward to it!
Summer: Of course, while the Watcher lets my life go to shit...
You're NTH! You did this to yourself, you dumbass bitch, so get off my back!
Ebony: Rise, monster, and we shall terrorise them!
You're not going to do anything.
Ebony: Nuh-uh! I already splashed water on the floor!
I think that was there already.
Ebony: Still counts!
...no it DOESN'T.
Zenobia: What are we, the 4 horsemen?
Summer: I'm not an apocalypse!
Caleb: But I do like horses.
Bentley: What the fuck is going on.
See the new guy? That's your surprise.
Zenobia: Oh...hello.
I brought Summer so Lux could be sent to daycare, and I brought Caleb along so she could have a friend.
Caleb: I'd be OK with talking to either one of them-
This is not about you, Caleb!
Zenobia: Like what you see?
Bentley:...Screw it, yes. I'll be straight with you.
Zenobia: I hope you are straight.
Bentley: You don't have to worry about that.
Zenobia: :D
To be continued...
Score Sheet- 90
Single Births (26) +130
Twin Births (4) +40
Aspiration Tiers (66) +330
Aspiration (10) +100
Grade A (7) +35
Randomising everything for 1 gen (5) +50
Not using spare's satisfaction points (6) +60
Every 100,000 simoleons (5) +100
Immortalise TH (1) +5
Autonomous Skill Max (2) +20
Pass Out (107) -535
Self Wetting (29) -145
Fires (10) -100
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