I Demand Justice
Welcome back to the Fallens. Last chapter we came back from an unintentional hiatus, and between the baby skilling and LTW grinding, Peace got impregnated by aliens. So far it seems like everyone’s excited for a little baby alien…….
*Nervous laughter that devolves into sobbing*
Serenity: “That’s NOT fair! I want an IF to play with toooo!” *Screams and smashes her thumbs off*
I actually think the junkyard has the entire collection of IFs now though, now that I think about it. They remind me of little cheap McDonald’s trinkets you get in happy meals. I’d collect them.
That’s not my fault. Well it could be. Happiness has a bunch of shows he does around town, and since he’s still making us a lot of money, I can’t help that he gets confused and ends up bumming it around town because he can’t remember his own route home until like, two hours, before his next show.
Briana: “Actually I do not think we’ve ever even met. Anyway, it’s nice to find a fellow hobo as styish as me. What’s yo numbah?”
While we are standing outside of the school though, let’s skulk around looking at more potential heirs shall we?
Jarrett: “Wow, rude. It’s just a poorly unrendered plant.”
He’s growing up way too fast. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or not.
Since Peace’s little alien incident, he’s been wanting to go the future and the past in the time machine. Unfortunately, he only stays in the time machine for a couple of seconds before it spits him back out, fulfilling neither of his wishes.
Peace: “The stupid machine is giving me this “one person capacity” silliness. It’s not funny! Just because I’m gaining a little weight doesn’t call for jokes like that.”
You’re the idiots who’d rather stand around until you piss yourselves, so I don’t want to hear it. Just stay there and stare out the window for another eight hours, see if I give a shit.
Peace is rounding out the last of his skills for his LTW, and he’s taken up painting virtually everything in mosaic and grids. I guess because he’s a genius and/or computer whiz. I like them. When this is all said and done, I’m keeping the majority of them.
Wrath: “The hot tub should count.”
Yes, yes it should.
Wrath: “A hot tub full of BEES”
Let’s leave the actual planning part to Peace or someone else.
Briana: “I was concerned for the giant man orange too but while you’re wearing a bikini bottom that skimpy, I’m not doing a damn thing for you, lady.”
Charity: *Agrees with Briana because she’s completely too much of a prude to even wear a bathing suit to the party*
Brave: “Oh snap, bruh. I think I’m seein it too.”
I don’t even have to invite Jaime to anything anymore. He just shows up anyway. Kind of endearing to know Happiness does still have a friend out there that still doesn’t own a decent pair of pants.
Briana: “I’m pretty sure that’s a trap for a drowning death. I’m going home.”
Brave: “Same here.”
So everyone went home almost instantly and the party was “decent”.
Serenity: “That’s good and all, but did we have to go ALL THE WAY into someone else’s yard for you to feed me, I mean”
Wrath: “What does spaghetti meat balls and dead babies have in common? They both spend a delicate amount of time in a meat grinder.”
Jada: “No one wants to eat your dead baby spaghetti, Wrath.”
Wrath: “Don’t worry, I’m about to take care of that.”
Marlena: “BUT I’M STILL BEAUTIFUL AT 110 YEARS OLD, CAN’T I NOT SHOW IT OFF?!”
Peace: *Background gagging noises*
I really hoped everyone would stay for the massive birthday set up we’re hurling at half the household, but since the pool party lasted 10 seconds, that’s not the case I suppose. Best we go on and get this over with.
Well I guess when I look at it this way, I save $30. Thanks for that then, Betsy.
Betsy was always my favorite since she rarely ever did anything wrong and was politely out of my way for the most part. She actually grew up quite cute, so I hope she moves out into a nice little home and not where ever her sister and father ended up at.
Cruelty: “Fuck a duck.”
She’s now a virtuoso, which is whatever bleh. Moving on.
Isn’t it fantastic to be married into a legacy late in life?
Jada: “Hahaha. Hell no.”
Cruelty: *Becomes so disgusted with her mother that she turns into Betsy*
Peace: “All this extra padding that poofed on me has upset me so much! I feel like the only thing that’s going to make me feel better is if I go yell at my wife for being unfaithful to me.”
WHERE DID HE EVEN COME FROM
Cynthia: “I don’t even know, I never have an opportunity to get out of the house! I swear I didn’t do anything wrong and this is stressing me out!”
I BELIEVE YOU BUT WHAT THE HELL
Cynthia: “WHOSE BABY ARE YOU CARRYING, THAT’S THE REAL QUESTION HERE”
Peace: “Fantastic! We should really get that boom boom boom on, later, you know, whenever I lose some of this water weight.”
Cynthia: “Ah yes. “Water weight”. Sure.”
Me, I guess that was me.
Wrath: *Would rather tell her shitty jokes to the shower than give a damn*
I ONLY JUST HAVE 12 SIMS IN THE HOUSEHOLD THAT’S NOT THAT BIG OF A DEAL
NO, GO AWAY ALIENS THIS IS MINE
Wrath: “Nah, they’ve already seen me, I stand outside naked all the time.”
I thought a child service agent was going to come pick her up and I was just going to kill them but, ok teleportation makes more sense…
And I can’t even find the baby in MC. I can’t even force it to come back. This isn’t how I wanted my first alien baby to go down.
RIP Itszumi, Itazutil, Yzma, whatever your name was. I do hope to see you again one day, but I apparently don’t know what I’m doing.
Wrath: “I think it’s time to set her straight on the “great outdoors”, huehuehuehuehuehue”
Julian: “No, that sounds about right. Welcome to my humble abode, I would recommend you not touch anything in here.”
Obviously, Julian doesn’t touch anything in here either.
Marlena: “WHY MUCH YOU THINK MY TORTURE IS SO FUNNY”
Marlena: “I’M FAR FROM BEING TICKLED OVER HERE, WRATH”
Cynthia: “WHAT’S YOUR DEFINITION OF TICKLING”
Unfortunately, Peace is busy with his LTW, and I don’t like breaking him between canvases, so just go on and birth it out here in the bathroom, Cynthia. You’ll be FINE.
Cynthia: “Stinks that you have to be pink, seeing as your father really wanted another green child in his life so much that he popped one out himself. Too bad he failed. Ah well. You’ll just have to try extra hard to make it up for him.”
This child is named Justice, especially since what I think those aliens did to Peace wasn’t ethical at all. I WANT MY RETRIBUTION.
Her favorites include latin, firecracker shrimp, and the color blue, AGAIN. Getting a little tired of all the blue, but I guess at least it’s not green. She’s a little couch potato, and she came with good locked in, so she will be the heiress unless Serenity gets the trait as well before her YA birthday.
Peace: “Poor little Ibbajibba won’t ever get to meet her baby sister… she never even got to meet her older sister. This room feels so empty to me, even with the loss of just one :(”
Cynthia: “You don’t even remember her name!”
Sorry about that Agony. Not only did I forget, but I don’t think I would have cared if I hadn’t anyway.
She’s rolled vehicle enthusiast. What a fantastic trait to waste a trait slot on.
Agony: “NO, THEY WILL TEACH ME TO LOVE NATURE AND HATE HEAVY MACHINERY! DON’T TAKE ME FROM MY FRIEND LIKE THAT”
Wrath: “The real reason I’m sending you away is because I’m too fucking lazy to buy you your own bed in buy mode, just as I’m too lazy to move Cruelty’s bed into your bedroom. But here’s the deal. Answer one of my riddles, and you may stay here with us.”
Agony: “You know what, nevermind, fuck that, I’ll just go pack my bags.”
Wrapping this chapter up with the third child of the Florida Men. All three of their children’s names start with a J, and I’m actually really excited to see if they will have a fourth and continue the line. Especially since they seem all about getting knocked up two seconds after popping out the last one.