In the previous chapter, Clemmie threw more parties, Oly continued to flirt with anything with a pulse, and Vlad kept churning out those hydroponic planters.
Rowan: It’s not fair. The evil voice won’t let me have a dog. But I’d be such a good dog owner, wouldn’t I?
Clemmie: Maybe great grandad Atlas could have Hades send Cerberus up to play with you? He’s kind of fierce looking with all the fangs but I bet having three heads will make him really good at playing fetch.
Rowan: Um… You know, I think he’s probably too busy guarding the underworld.
Marilyn: As Oly’s sister, do you think he’s serious about our relationship?
Clemmie: Of course! You’re the only one for him…
Clemmie: *sniggers* … Give or take a few others.
Galatea: Maybe we shouldn’t have had so many kids. It means less attention on us now.
Adonis: That’s true, but the baby making part was fun.
Galatea: It was… And now we can do what we want without worrying about the possibility of making any more babies.
They’re so cute ❤
Gal had to go sledding for her aspiration, so here she is doing that.
Galatea: Please don’t let me crash, please don’t let me crash…
Next, she had to soak for a long time in a hot spring. And I mean a LONG time. She kept trying to get out and I had to turn off free will to keep her in there for ages and ages.
Oly decided to hit on one of the guests to Clemmie’s latest party. His name is Dale Romeo.
Oly: *throws rose petals* roses are red, violets are blue. If you were a null hypothesis, I wouldn’t reject you.
Dale: I have no idea what that means.
Neither do I, but Oly is a genius so he probably does.
Whatever Oly said, it clearly worked.
Vlad completed his good vampire aspiration, meaning he was now free to drink from sims again! Next up: the ‘eco innovator’ aspiration which, since he is already in the civil designer career, should be fairly easy to complete.
Vlad: Greetings, my favourite plasma pack. You will be glad to know that your plasma need go to waste no longer!
Clement: Oh sure I didn’t need it for anything important like pumping round my body.
Somehow Vlad manages to drink Clement’s
blood plasma through that helmet. He must have very sharp fangs.
Meanwhile, Oly has found another party guest to hit on. This time, it’s a girl called Marjorie Broke (at least, I think this is Marjorie but it’s a little hard to tell as she’s wearing a costume).
Oly: You make a very beautiful Princess Leia… But I’d prefer to see you in her slave costume from Return of the Jedi.
Marjorie: I actually have no idea who Princess whatshername is. The game just dressed me in this outfit.
I believe this is Epimetheus in the Darth Vader costume mentoring Adonis in logic again.
Rowan: Don’t forget about me! I’m still working on my aspiration.
Which nobody cares about since I’ve completed this childhood aspiration a million times already.
More fabrication for Vlad, since we still don’t have hydroponic planters for all the plants yet.
Clemmie carved a pumpkin for the party.
Vlad: I see you got lucky with your costume. This dratted armour is so uncomfortable!
Caly: Maybe you should take it off.
Vlad: Oh really?
Caly: Come with me, I have an idea.
Of course I had them woohoo in the new hotspring.
Caly: This is the perfect place to show you some of my aquatic nymph talents.
Did not need that image.
Vlad: What if one of Clemmie’s guests sees us?
Caly: Then we’d better hide underwater.
More rock climbing reading for Caly and herbalism reading for Adonis (he’s in the batman suit).
Another gold medal for the party!
Also, both Acacia and Oly maxed the charisma skill.
Those hydroponic planters are coming along. Wish they didn’t take so long to make, though.
Why are you screaming???
Caly: You don’t get this good at a nymph war-cry without practice.
Acacia: Would you like to hear a joke, Rowan?
Rowan: Yes, and make it about dogs!
Acacia: What kind of dog would grandad have?
Rowan: He doesn’t have a dog.
Acacia: But if he did have a dog, what sort would he have?
Rowan: I don’t know
Acacia: A bloodhound!
Acacia: That’s the part where you laugh. You know, because he’s a vampire?
Oly brings home Spencer Iona.
Oly: I hear you’re a merman like me. We should make some waves some time.
Acacia: He’s not seducing another one is he?
Acacia: Well, I guess that answers my question…