Sunday morning began peacefully enough. The twins got in some playtime with the block set. I’d just like to remind Ginger that she’d feel more positively about… Read more “Strike Two! or, This Family Is Hereby Banned from Partying with Bebe”
Month: November 2013
Brief Respite
By Saturday morning, everyone was winding down the clock on Mourning Acacia. Thank goodness! Here are Gladiola and Ginger as children–they whose birthdays were overshadowed by some drama… Read more “Brief Respite”
Oh Misery
Acacia died on the first day of winter. It’s going to be a long one. Everyone’s miserable, in every circumstance. (Okay, maybe not Cortez. But you should… Read more “Oh Misery”
Of Entries and Exits
Fern and Cortez had twins! I’d go through the whole pregnancy/delivery spiel here but, honestly, it was a very low-key affair. This is a euphemism for “nothing… Read more “Of Entries and Exits”
Monte Jimenez, Beloved Husband, Father, and Stepfather
When Monte died his widow, Acacia, was too devastated to write an obituary for him. Or cook dinner. Or do anything, really. The task of writing an… Read more “Monte Jimenez, Beloved Husband, Father, and Stepfather”
Don’t Test Me, River
Two days after potently curing River McIrish of her %#& vampirism there she was at the bistro, all pale and greenish again. Furious, I passed a Potent Cure elixir to a certain out-and-about Grumpy, boobytrapping teen and had her take care of business. Demoting dumb townies to human: The ultimate boobytrap.
If she becomes a vampire (or any other form of long-lived Supernatural) again, I’m going to move her into the legacy house, hand her a megaphone, and have her rant about death until the Reaper exacts his revenge.
Enough with these crappy townies. ENOUGH.
Acacia Bloom, Mystic Healer
She finally did it–Acacia finally cured her 12th zombie. Here she is celebrating with . . . a shrug? A stretch? Whatever. Acacia is Acacia.
I didn’t think it was going to happen. Even setting the lunar cycle down to 2 days, even making her patrol the town overnight every full moon, even with her only needing two more unique cures–I just didn’t think she was going to get it done in her lifetime.
I could have made this easier on myself by having her first zombify Sims, then cure them. That felt too cheat-y to me initially, but in hindsight? If I was just going to wind up adjusting the lunar cycle to have a freakin’ full moon every other night then really, why not have her make her own zombies?
Anyway. I so didn’t think this was going to happen that I didn’t even have the game camera anywhere near her when she threw the elixir at the 12th zombie, and zombies run off in quite a hurry once cured. Thanks for making me miss an important game moment, random zombie.
Mark will tell you I actually threw my hands up in the “goooooooal!” posture and shouted “YES!” when this happened. How embarrassing! How undignified! How immature! Am I twelve?
Probably, but still: Victory. Victory at last.
My Sims 3 Challenges 