Ashanti Datlow Loses A Husband
(Sorry for the low-quality images in the post. Don't worry the images will improve soon, I hadn't realized it was set on low quality until after I had booted out of the game.)
Since a week had passed it was now time for Ashanti to leave her autonomous family home alone for the next 21 hours. When the twins came home from school that day, Camisha's aspiration finally slipped into the red. She immediately headed out front to kick over the trash can before cooly whipping out her handheld for a quick game. That's just stone cold, Camisha.
Much later that night when Jove got home he brought home a bonus for getting promoted. He had made it all the way to Wedding Photographer (from the very bottom of the career ladder) I was suprised he had managed to make it that far. Unfortunately he also came home to old grimmy, sans the hula dancers. Jove's time had come, and he was in the red.
The twins came outside to mourn their father's passing. After years of being held with a wet diaper, being cuddled when they were exhausted instead of being left to sleep, being interacted with until they wet their pants, and having their father steal their beds and their food, not to mention pick on their friends and make them cry, they found that they actually missed the old codger. But, it was inescapable, Jove Datlow was now dead.
I moved the urn inside, not feeling ready yet to just delete it. I guess I was still in a Legacy Challenge frame of mind. The twins followed Jove's urn inside. First to say "What's This?" to the end table, and then to morn their father for a mere five minutes before deciding to hang out.
After hanging out for a bit Cameron decided to go back outside to get into the hot tub. It was then that Cameron realized the concequences of Camisha's earlier actions with the trash can. There were bugs. Everywhere.
Cameron really hated bugs apparently. He spent most of the night outside stomping and stomping and stomping on those damn bugs. Every few minutes I would hear a new shriek of "Euuuuggg!" from Cameron and then the squelching of further stomping. I just kept praying that he wouldn't get sick.
Camisha was not quiet during this time. Camisha discovered that, through the night, her aspiration had not improved and felt the need to act on it. Since there were no half finished paintings to ruin, and the trash can had already been kicked over I wondered what Camisha would choose to destroy next. I had never seen a teen destroy anything else outside of those two things. Then I saw Camisha dash for her father's urn.
"This is for all the crap you gave us, old man."
And, here's the wind up...
"Take that, old man!"
Jove was now not only dead, but also had a shattered urn, in the space of only a few hours.
At the time it wasn't funny at all. I was partially horrified, slightly sickened, and very pissed off at Camisha. In retrospect the urn was going to be deleted anyway, so hey, Camisha gets to work off some steam as well. Good for her. I was momentarily concerned about an angry ghost coming back to haunt the Datlows, but Camisha took care of that too when she bent over and swept her father up into a dustpan and put him in the trashcompactor.
So ends the life of Jove Datlow.
I think Camisha later regreted it when, after fixing herself some ramen noodle soup, she set the bowl aside to mourn her father's death.
Camisha forgot about her ramen and went off in search of her twin brother to find him in the bedroom crying. Apparently the bugs had been very traumatising. So traumatising that he couldn't even sleep.
Camisha didn't think it was all that bad apparently because the next thing I knew she had headed outside to stomp on the bugs that had been respawned since Cameron's bug stomping had stopped. I think she was planning on cleaning up the trash and ended up getting side tracked.
The next morning I found Cameron upstairs in his parent's bedroom. Apparently after trying both of the beds in the downstairs bedroom (and waking up due to the horrible terror that is bugs) he went upstairs and finally managed to get a full nights rest. Unfortunately that full nights rest left his other needs quite depleted so he just stayed home that day.
That night I had to do the "Help With Homework" interaction five times. The most yet in this challenge. It took a lot of the night to get the twins caught up.
Here Cameron chats up Camisha's friend from school, Balin Crane. I began wondering if a second romance might perk Cameron up.
But, there was no time. The twins were getting on in their teenhood and it was only a matter of days before the Two-Day pop up came up. In the mean time I had Ashanti paint as many masterpieces as there were easels. I was hoping Camisha (a Popularity Sim with maxed creativity) would have Sell A Masterpiece wants when she inherited the torch. That's right, Camisha is still my heir. And, Ashanti's days as the torch holder were finally coming to an end.
Posted by Bitsy at 09:24 PM Comments
Ooo! I love this challenge you've got going on. It's so entertaining to read. I'm telling you, I'm hooked!
I can't believe that Camisha smashed her father's urn like that. It shocked me to see that. I guess she was one angry kid, am I right? ;-)
Good luck with your challenge! Now poor Camisha can continue her life more happily, seeing as she will now be the torch holder.
Posted by: Jessica on December 9, 2005 11:01 PM
Camisha was very angry, and very grouchy. The twins inherited their father's mere two nice points and I guess it came back to haunt him in the end. I am post-humously going back to check their stats once they pass on because I am insanely curious about these Sims I can't control. Camisha died several generations ago now, I wanted to make sure I was going to see the challenge through before blogging about it, and I kinda got hooked. Heh.
Posted by: Bitsy on December 10, 2005 12:55 AM
It must be so frustrating having all those Sims around that you can't control. I really enjoy reading your 'chronicles' - it's so fun to read about your challenges. It seems sad that Jove's urn got smashed, but I guess you don't have to worry about him haunting then. I look forward to reading your updates.
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Posted by: You know who on December 10, 2005 11:11 PM
Wow, Bitsy, not only was that highly entertaining, but you are doing remarkably well with this challenge (a few generations have passed already? Holy cow!). I would have been shocked and angry at Camisha's urn vandalism, too, but the way you wrote about it made me laugh out loud. In fact, I laughed out loud several times throughout your commentary. I do so enjoy reading this. I think I will have to bring back the Chinchillas -- you've made me wonder if I could make them last a few generations, especially with the handy tips you've given!
Posted by: Jen on December 11, 2005 02:50 AM
You know who - Yes, it can be very frustrating as you well know. Unlike everyone else you get to hear the live commentary, which is usually much more colorful and involves several non-verbal comments that would not be appropriate for this blog. Your helpful reminders that, yes, they are idiots usually brings things back into perspective.
Jen - I hope you go back to the Chinchillas, that would be awesome to read about. The Chinchillas were the whole reason I started this challenge in the first place! Thanks for commenting, I really appreciate it.
Posted by: Bitsy on December 11, 2005 01:11 PM
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