Alon Livingston Gets Abducted... Twice
My heir Elissa, her husband Robi and uncle Mercury, and two friends of the family George and Alon were all that were living at Windling Gables. That number was about to increase with George's impending child birth. In the mean time he wanted to earn §100,000 and I was about to oblige him. First, he needed the right skills to get into the right job. Oddly enough those skills allowed him to max his skills completely, too bad he was a Fortune Sim and not a Knowledge Sim.
"So, no legacy point for Bitsy, big whoop."
George wasn't the only one working on an impossible want. Robi had been steadily working on his friend base his entire adult life. And now, finally, in his elderhood, he had earned 30 Best Friends. Having the new roomies helped.
"To be honest, George I just am not seeing there being any weather other then steady sunshine in my lifetime."
Once George started showing it was off to the nursery to meditate.
"I feel like a penguin with all this waddling."
"I gotta admit, the kid's grown on me."
Padma was still wrecking havok after all these years. She still hasn't forgiven me for allowing her to drown last generation. Normally I have Mercury and whatever other Sim is available help out when a mess gets to be too much. Which is pretty much any night she decides to haunt.
"Whistle while you work!"
Towards the very end of Robi's life he finally acheived his lifelong dream. I must admit even I got a bit of a tear in my eye when he finally became a Celebrity Chef. It wasn't a moment too soon.
"What? Do I have something in my hair? On my face? Behind me? What's behind me?"
"Where's some of that smart milk? I want to glow green too!"
"Now this is what I'm talking about!"
That night the PT decided to contribute yet more green to the green generation. (See? I told you the game knew what generation it was!)
"Oh no! Not again!"
To keep the suspense, for those of you who haven't read the post title, some gratuitous toddler pictures.
"I come fully potty trained!"
It was Alon (Duh.). Who seemed a bit shell shocked from his experience.
"Whoa! I mean, whoa!"
It wasn't long before Elissa came home from work to meet her own bringer of doom.
"They didn't even let me go change."
And, that was truly a pity.
"It's a bit revealing but I can work with it."
But, I couldn't. I ended up bringing both Elissa and Robi back to life, redressing them in normal clothing and killing them again using Rodney's Death Creator. I figured this would be okay since it was purely for asthetic reasons.
In the mean time another Saturday had rolled around.
Fourth Generation, First Bloodline: Across the back from left to right are Mercury, Alon and George, front and center is toddler Vidar.
Who soon became a much more self sufficient child.
"Cake's cleaned up, now where's that skills room?"
"Aw man, another sibling?"
"Don't you wish you were an only child like me? Just how many half brothers and sisters do you have anyway?"
And, here's the ninth, already a toddler!
"Now where's a soccer ball for me to play with? What? I can have a soccer outfit but no soccer ball?"
"Oh no! It's not another..."
Sorry, Vidar, it looks like you have another half sibling on the way.
I am now a Legacy Legend.
Posted by Bitsy at 04:55 PM Comments
Wow, Bitsy, you are so lucky. I never used George or Alon either, they grow up to be fugly (as you've noticed). I also noticed Volos didn't exactly survive the PT curse either...
Posted by: Josh on June 2, 2007 03:30 PM
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