Elin has shocked herself on her new robotics workstation.
Therefore, in order to avoid electrocution she has been called upstairs to help her boys with their homework.
Elin: Why oh why can my idiot children not do calculus?
Jordan:...I'm still in the 5th grade, Ma,
Honduras: I just grew up, cut me some slack!
Elin: Not in that outfit I won't.
Jordan: Hee hee!
Tomax: Nice of you to finally invite me back!
Elin: Bitch you're lucky I'm dizzy enough to not throw you out on your ass for that. Don't be fucking rude.
Tomax: Don't have sex with me, lead me on, and ignore my calls then!
Elin: Whatever. Wanna have sex again?
Tomax: Obviously.
Kiri: See how I'm over here? I'm better than all of you.
India: But do you have a sandwich?
Honduras: This is gonna get fuckin' old.
Kiri: What did you say to me?
Gunther: Another friend over, Elin?
Elin: I know what happened today and I'm giving myself a hall pass. Don't bitch.
Tomax: Do I wanna know what's going on?
Elin: It really doesn't concern you, just give me some spellcaster genes and get on your way.
Elin: Y A Y
Spellcaster baby on the way.
Tbh it might disappoint me and be a human. But...I might take Honduras to the Magical Realm because his aspiration is the potions one. So...we can always try again.
The next morning...
Gunther: Oh fuck, oh fuck, eggs on fire-
You have a maxed cooking skill, what is wrong with you.
Gunther: *cough*
Clarissa the Cult Lady: Ugh. Children. Playing outside. Disgusting.
Funny thing is, Clarissa (non-cult version) is actually a Sim I've extensively played before, and this definitely isn't her regular personality.
Jordan: Well not for long, lady. I'm free!
That he is. Now, it's time to focus on Kiri and Honduras. I didn't skill them last night at ALL...at least there's the weekend!
Elin: So...noticed anything different about me?
Gunther: 'Big breakfast', huh?
Elin: Yeah. Well. There's new magic about and I intend to raise a user of it in my own home. Plus, I saw you in the observatory yesterday-
Gunther: See, the thing is-
Elin: I ain't mad. But like I said, I gave myself a hall pass. Wait, two. Let's make that two. I haven't decided about the other guy yet, but, two.
Gunther: Well, it'll be business as usual then, El.
Elin has an interesting approach to robotics.
Elin: Oh for fuck's sake just WORK! *whack whack whack*
Chatter Bot: *quiver*
Gunther: What are you doing down here, Libby?
Liberia: Well. You're actually sounding kind of good. So I came to listen and watch.
Gunther: Well I...I don't know what to say! Thank you, that means so much.
Liberia: Just don't tell the others. I'm warning you. Or I'll make your life hell.
Gunther: You already do.
Liberia: Hmmph.
Kiri: So easy to rid myself of her when she's so pathetic and tiny in her nappies...this will be fun!
Jordan: So are we ignoring her rambling over there?
Honduras: Well I'm not looking to make my tension headache worse.
Jordan: Ignoring it. Got it. If Libby goes, then I hope she kills you first.
Elin: Ah, I do love being at the head of this table...knowing that I'm better than all of you.
Jordan: Nope. You can't even see me.
Honduras: She really did create a mini-her in Kiribati, didn't she?
Gunther: Yes, we should all be scared.
Honduras: This is bullshit. I wanna be a SPELLCASTER. Not a vampire!
Jordan: La-di-da, on my way to bother our sister.
Honduras: She'll eat you.
Jordan: Nah, the other one. The one who barely appears in pictures because she's boring.
Honduras:...I wanna say Isla?
Elin: Are electric shocks bad for the baby?
Probably. Since when have you cared?
Elin: Hhhh, no, this is my precious spellcaster child and I cannot allow it to be tampered with-
You did this to yourself. Just go to bed, you're tired.
Elin: Can you feel your sibling?
Jordan: No, but I can feel your tits in my eye....please move them, this is awkward.
Elin: Oh no problem...I wanna say Jake?
Jordan:...Maybe I deserve that. For forgetting the other one.
Elin: Which one?
Jordan: I think it's a girl?
Kiribati: Soon...soon I will have all the chemicals I need, and my plans can go into action!
The next morning, Elin runs into the 'other one'...
Elin: Good morning, Irrelevant.
India:...Thanks Mum.
Elin: Spellcaster babies must have a really weird and strong hormonal effect because y'know what? I really wanna have sex with you right now.
Gunther: I can't believe I'm actually gonna say yes.
India: What are you doin' out here, Lib?
Liberia: Well Kiri is looking up stuff on an incognito tab and muttering to herself.
India: Oh, she does that a lot anyway.
Liberia: Yes, because she wants me gone.
India: Psh, not everything is about you!
Liberia: Ha you're just bitter.
Meanwhile, Elin and Gunther basically trapped Jordan in their ensuite.
Jordan: This is bullshit.
Yep, this sucks for you. Sorry little dude.
Um.
Gunther: What? I've been with Elin long enough to know how to stare at the void! God!
*I missed the flames in her face but it happened*
Elin: *cough* It's a spellcaster baby, should be fine.
I'm not sure if that's how it works.
Can't believe pregnant Sims can't do yoga, but this is a-OK.
Liberia: Waaah! Why have I been staring at a wall all day to do thinking skill? And why is it working?
Gunther: Void. It's the void.
Liberia: What the fuck?!
The kids are home!
Kiri: I will destroy you....
Jordan: Lol.
This kid really does not care about anything.
Anyway, Jordan and Honduras got their As, and India's had 3 school days with hers.
Which means...
India: Behold!
Kiri: I have better things to do.
Jordan: Meh.
Honduras: We've known since you were a baby that you were gonna grow up to look like Mum.
India:...What, no.
Miss India got the Child of the Ocean trait. So I gave her slightly beachy look. Not full beach. After all, they do still live in Newcrest.
Anyway, India is officially a clone apart from the fact that her irises are slightly smaller than Elin's.
That's it.
WH O M S T
Seriously I'm pretty sure neither of them have cheated. What the fuck is this.
Gunther: SHIT
Jordan: Goddammit Gunther can you do that somewhere else?
Kiri: God I'm glad he's not our dad.
India: Too right.
Gunther: What was that, kids?
Kiri: I'm gonna tell him-
Jordan: Yeah, let's-
India: Not today! I need to do this homework.
Elin: DAMN SPELLCASTER BABIES
I'm pretty sure all babies do that, El.
Even though she hasn't had a lot of morning sickness.
India and Honduras are both on the vampire lore.
Honduras: This is so painfully irrelevant to what I want to do...
India: Too right. I just want the ocean.
Honduras: Even after living the PruneLife?
India:...It's different.
Honduras: Are you sure about that.
Elin: What're you doing here?
Guatemala: Meh, 'm drunk and just thoughta herezzzz....
Elin: Mmm, nvm, I'm pretty dizzy...gotta robot shock.
Guatemala: Le-tric shock? But you're pregananat...
Elin: Mmmmhm
Guatemala: God I fear for me siblings...
Elin: Weeeelll you're alive aren't ya
Fiji's also skulking about. Still pregnant, still sad.
Fiji: I've made a huge mistake.
We already been knew, dear.
The next morning...
Gunther: Will I help you? Hmm. I'll stand here and think.
Liberia: Clean me I smell like my own nappy!
Gunther: Will I tho?
Liberia: Yes. Yes you will. Or I tell Mum you disrespect her alien baby!
Honduras: Ah, yes, plasma, so interesting-
Jordan: Clam chowder for breakfast is bullshit. Life is bullshit.
Kiribait: AT lesat you're not being usurped by some little blue imposter.
Jordan: Oh please. You haven't done anything yet.
Honduras: Someone's pissy today.
Kiribati: He and India are pissy every day. It's in their nature.
Jordan: And apparently it's not in yours to have bite, not bark!
Kiribati: It's in my nature to make everything perfect. So just you wait.
Jordan:...God this smells so bad.
Honduras: So stop sniffing it directly, what's wrong with you two?
Kiribati: Oh good God, they let it play outside of the mole people's room.
Gunther: Well Lib - I mean, oh dear. Yeah. I shouldn't.
Kiribati: And yet you are. Wait, did you mean...Liberia's idea?
Gunther: Uh.
Kiribati: I'll use that.
Liberia: Holy shit! You sound terrible today!
Gunther: Sigh. Kiri inspire you to say that?
Liberia: Haven't spoken to her once today! But good LORD you sound bad.
Kiri has a low social bar and needs mental skill, so the one sibling without skilling to do was roped into playing chess with her.
Kiri: Ha! Check! You fool.
Jordan: This game is bullshit!
Kiri:You say that about a lot of things.
Elin: You're just bad at it, darling.
Elin: And you dear, are just not talented at the violin.
Gunther: But I'm Level Six!
Liberia: More like Level Sucks!
Elin: Good one, Lib. Now, could somebody tell me why I'm doing Gunther work in my third trimester?
Jordan: He actually sounds alright!
Gunther: But...I'm not actually playing, I'm just practicing bowing techniques.
Jordan: Oh. That explains it.
India: HA
Elin: Well, here it is. The fruits of my Gunther work!
Honduras: Mum you have twelve kids, you should expect to do some housework.
Elin: I don't see you doing much! Don't question me around here, OK?
Liberia: Shit bro, take cover. Wanna borrow my hat?
Honduras:...How would that even help?
Liberia: Can you see me right now?
Elin: My children are idiots.
Gunther: I don't get it. You liked my violin playing yesterday!
Liberia: Shhhshshhhh!
Honduras: Lol you what, sis? Lame.
Liberia: How dare you, you have broken my trust and ruined me socially. I will never forgive you.
Gunther: Yeah, OK, kid. Do you want to look at the new flashcards?
Liberia:...Yes.
Elin: NOT AGAIN
Yes again.
Sigh, let's go do something else for a bit.
Jordan: OW! Stupid robot ran into my head.
Gunther: You...moved it like that.
Honduras: Really? But it's one of Mum's weird new robotic things, it has a brain!
Gunther:...No!
India: I'm gonna tune y'all out, finish my reading and head straight to the ocean!
Honduras: From Newcrest?
Gunther: Maybe I should talk to Elin about having you kids focus on mental skills.
Jordan: Let me guess, you're here to cheat on my wife with my mum?
Baako: What, no, I'm here to...look at this house. Thinking of buying it-
Jordan: It's not on sale. Look, I don't care if you are, dude. Come right in, cause some drama.
Baako declined and ran his ass home.
India: Garlic braids...
Honduras: Sunlight reversal...
Kiribati: So I saw a nice constellation today. Draco. I relate to it-
Jordan: WHY ARE YOU ALL SO BORING?
Honduras: Wow, he sounds good...wait, shit-
Gunther: Why, thanks-
Honduras: Don't tell the others! Especially Liberia!
Gunther: You're afraid of a four-year old giggling at you?
I don't even know what happened, but the two hot-heads must have engaged in some serious yelling, because their relationship bar is almost totally emptied out and they're having an 'Offensive Conversation'.
India: You suck!
Jordan: Is that all you got, dumbass?
India: I have a lot more, you whiny, pathetic little piece of shit!
Jordan: I'm not the one who thinks the ocean is near Newcrest!
Elin: You better be a spellcaster imbued with electricity...otherwise you'll just be a messed-up human.
You specialise in messed-up humans, Elin. Look what you've already produced.
Elin: SHUT UP!
Elin: You look disappointingly normal.
Mauritius:...Thanks.
So yeah, this is Mauritius, probably will be shorted to Mauri at some point, son of Tomax and Elin. The house is also full, so...one more interlude until the next baby.
Gunther: Oh, rats, my wife's affair baby is being born!
Elin, yelling from upstairs: He's already born, you moron!
Gunther:...Oh.
Elin: So come feed him, he's crying!
Gunther: Why is my life like this?!
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