Youngdale Week 2 - Lermas

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Youngdale Royal Queendom:

Youngdale Royal Queendom Week 2 Lermas


Family Founder Household Notes Simself Michelle Simself Royal 1 Queen's Household Hunter Joshua Hunter Peasant 1 First Peasant Household The Meanderer Groop the Meanderer Peasant 2 Second Peasant Household Lermas Agata Lermas Peasant 3 Third Peasant Household Rauta Neptunium Rauta Merchant 1 First Merchant Household Stone Beat Stone Merchant 2 Second Merchant Household Rock Peaches Rock Merchant 3 Third Merchant Household Copperfield Walter Copperfield Noble 1 First Noble Household Trace Shawn Trace Noble 2 Second Noble Household


Agata: After paying last week's taxes, I have enough money to build a third floor, which we'll need sooner or later, anyway, as more children come into the family. It's not furnished, but that can wait until the children grow into their rooms. I do like the continuation of the rainbow theme, in that each bedroom is a different color, and I have built a nice shared bathroom for them, as well.


Matthew: Soooo hungry. I'm glad we have sparkly food, for when the moon hits us and our hunger meter drops.


Agata: Twenty-six pregnancies means I'll need lots of snapdragons. I do want my kids to be happy, yo. I may not have time to do it all myself, though. Shortcuts and paid nannies, for the win!


Agata: Because, frankly, I am exhausted.


Agata: Matthew's a great help in the garden and at the store, though. But he really does need to go off to a part-time job, you know? How else am I going to get some private time?


Agata: As if I could get private time with all the customers in and out. It's good to build the business, for the future, but still. I have no privacy for woohoo!


Agata: What is my wish? Well, it's not on your list, so I doubt you can give me a private woohoo. What I really need is a baby. Anyway, I want to save the wishes for my kids, so at least three of them can have peace of mind, if their lifetime wants are unachievable. But to do that, I need to have kids, and... Genie: Are you hinting that you want some of my genetic material?


Agata: Well, yes, I am, but I don't see how we can woohoo. Ummm, even if I could get the privacy, you, sort of don't have... ummmm.


Genie: Say no more. Please. My genetic material is yours. Also, you're beautiful and have two wishes remaining. Agata: Oh! Well, thanks! I guess my kids will just have to get their happiness the old fashioned way. Anyway, with at least twenty-six of them, I wouldn't know who to give the wishes to, and it would cause trouble. Maybe I should just wish for more money? Eh, I'll have to take some time to think about it.


Agata: Having kids is expensive, and so is paying taxes, so I decide to write some articles, while I wait for this evening. Matthew is hard at work, making toy robots to sell, the employees are busy running the business, and I should be busy, as well.


Agata: I love it when my customers make money for me. I should encourage all my future husbands to get into the Gamer career, and put these pinball games all over the lot!


Agata: I know this isn't one of those legacies where these things are required, yo, but I saw the bank account rising, thanks to the customers on the pinball game, and said to myself, “Forget the articles. Time to paint portraits of all your baby daddies.”


Matthew: I did well at work, and am at the top of my career. Well, it's only Level 3, but it's only a part time job. I'm a Trash Talker. Walter: If you want some lessons in talking trash, I know who can teach you. Matthew: Shut up, Walter. We're closing for the day. You can go home. It's our special holiday tonight.


Agata: All praise Meslar, the Moon God! Praise him for his reflected sunlight. Praise him for his cool roundness, yo! Praise him for arranging for us to escape the Taint! All praise Meslar, the Moon God! Matthew: I'm a werewolf, and fond of the moon, and all, but I'm just gonna sit and watch, OK? Agata: All non-believers, be silent! Believers, praise Meslar!


Matthew: :whispers: I'll just quietly weed while she does her Moon God worship rite. The garden employee left the job unfinished. I probably won't be around for the next rite. It only happens in the spring, so I don't need to learn how to do it for next time, even if I do convert. Agata: Hail the Surfer Moon God Dude! May His waves always be tubular! And as he pulls our tides, may he never send us a tsunami.


Agata: Awwwwooooooooooooo! Amen.


Agata: I think I'll leave the shrine set up. I'll need to teach the rite to my children, so they can be well-practiced before next year's Spring Moon. Besides, it makes the lawn look so pretty.


Agata: And now, it's free will until sunrise, for no clicky-person can command a Meslar worshipper during the Spring Moon. It's even difficult to control non-believers who live in a Meslar-worshipper's household. Three commands, at most, and only for essentials. Meslar's Moon is in control, now!


Agata: See, Aelwen? I made sure you don't need anything from me, with all the snapdragons, but I won't leave you alone all the time. Mama loves you.


Agata: And I'll only leave you on the floor for a little while, because I am not a crummy nanny. Nannies are for childcare coverage emergencies, and to feed the cowplant.


Matthew: I'm just going to practice my dance moves All. Night. Long.


Agata: I turned on every stereo in the house, and now I'm making Tiki music. Wheeee!


Agata: There are at least eight toilets in this house, and naturally, I had to go for one that is upstairs, rather than one that is only a few steps away. Pregnancy logic, yo!


Agata: More Tiki music and money!


Agata: Eyurgh. I know it's morning sickness, but I'm calling in sick, and going to bed. Then I'll get maternity leave, anyway.


Matthew: Why did I take the chance card? This is not an apocalypse. I could have ignored it. But no. I took the chance card, and got fired. I was at the top of my game! Literally!


Matthew: Oh, well. It gives me more time to spend with the customers. Hellooooo, Your Majesty! “Hello, subject. I find it amusing how many of my subjects heart-fart me. By the way, have you noticed the time? Or the day?” Matthew: What about it? “I can see that this is not going to be one of those 'party-for-every-birthday' types of families.


Matthew: Oh! I guess it is your birthday, isn't it? Sorry I've only held you once during your entire infancy. I'll make up for it now, though.


Matthew: Who's Daddy's Little Girl? Aelwen: WHEEEEE!


Matthew: Awww, Aelwen, you are so cute! I even love your dress. I won't let your mother sew you something new, because I want you to stay just like this. Now, I'll just get you some smart milk, and start your toddler training. You know, it's a good thing I was fired, because now I have all the time in the world to spend with you. Your Mama will just have to find some other way to … erm. This is not an appropriate subject for a toddler. Never mind.


Author's Note: BWAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! I have never seen this before, in my life. I guess this is one of the perks of having a home-based business. Fortune teens will be happy here, unless they make the $100,000 before they even have a chance to roll the want for it. Seriously, though, I love how family members share the profits.


Agata: OK, so Daddy did the birthday thing, but I'm in charge of all the toddler training, so there. He can go fishing. I don't want you getting too attached to him, so you don't miss him so much when he keels over. I'm the one who's going to be here your whole life long. I wonder if I could convince him to take a job as a peasant servant in my lady's house? Convenient for me, easier for you, and probably better for him, as well.


Agata: What do you think of my plan, Aelwen? We ship your Daddy off to work for my former mistress, and he can come visit sometimes, but he won't be HERE. He won't be jealous, and he still gets to die of old age. Aelwen: Goo. Agata: You're right. Michelle will probably say it's against the rules of the Who's Your Daddy Challenge, and punish us.


Agata: Now, you, on the other hand, can go to college, and maybe become a merchant. But if you don't, you could move into someone's house as a servant, and that would be a step up. You could go with them on fancy vacations, if they invite you. The trick is, sweetie, to make yourself so indispensible to your mistress that she can't imagine traveling without you. Only leave her when you have enough to make your own way in style.


Agata: Well, that's you all sorted for toddler skills, and I don't know about you, but I'm exhausted. You just stay here and amuse yourself, and I'm going to take a nap. If you want some tickles or snuggles, for aspiration points, just yell. But wait until I wake up, first. Aelwen: Want Daddy tickle! Agata: It's inevitable, I suppose. But, you'll cry when he's gone.


Agata: In my house, toddlers have no responsibilities, after they learn their toddler skills. It's free will until your birthday, yo! You can do the educational toys if you want to, but I won't make you skill, if you don't want to. Children will have to do their homework, and teens can choose for themselves, based on their own wants. I'd love to see some of my kids become merchant class, but it's up to them how they'll live their lives. I won't force them to be something they're not.


Author's Note: It is so hard for me to leave sims on free will, but it just fits Agata's personality, so I'm going for it. However, if they seem to show a desire to skill (Knowledge sims), or to advance their social class (Fortune or Family), I will direct them to study and skill for college scholarships. Also, if they roll fulfillable wants, I'll help them out with that. But it will be more-or-less hands off until they are adults, otherwise. Unless I can't stand it, and I just HAVE TO CLICK!!! We'll see.


Matthew: What has she been doing with this thing? Are these bite marks? I should probably make some more, while she's napping.


Aelwen: Yaay, wobot! Go! A/N: She plays with nothing else. I think we have a future tinkerer on our hands.


Agata: Even with snapdragons, it's taking forever to get my baby daddy portraits painted. Of course, if they had not both glitched, I would not have had to start over.


Aelwen: I pwayed wobot all day yesterday. Today I pway music! A/N: She actually started rolling wants to skill up, so stayed platinum all day, without attention from me. Then she took a nap, and wanted social time again, but that took all of half an hour, with Agata. She might learn to ignore her father, completely, after all. We'll see what childhood brings.


Agata: There they are, my first two baby daddy portraits. I wonder if my second child will be complete, or just there from the waist up?


Matthew: I still think a Servo would be good. Well, we're making good money. Maybe I'll hire a maid and a gardener. Or even a butler! Hahahaha! Peasants with a butler. I love it! A/N: Nope. It's funny, but I won't let him do it. That fridge is stocked with sparklies, and you know how butlers love to waste the food. Let them waste regular groceries. But a maid and gardener? I'm all for that.


Agata: Now that we're starting to get harvests in, the shop is finally starting to be more automated. I don't have to keep putting out the bones and rocks, manually, when I have an inventory full of produce, fish, and toy robots. I still put out the treasure chests and maps, because they are good money. But the rest, I'll sell direct from inventory, thanks. Walter: Oooh, sparkly food! I'm going to stock up!


Agata: Ow. Ow. Ow. It's time for the B baby to be born. Just one, please. And please, be a whole baby, with legs and all!


Agata: Welcome, Balin. You're a boy, so you definitely won't be my heiress, but you're welcome and loved, all the same. It looks like my skin color and eyes are coming through strong, so I'm going to have to color code the clothes for all my kids, just to tell them apart. I'd better hit the sewing machine, soon. I think purple for you, if I can find some, since you have a genie father.


Agata: Yo, Matthew, hold down the fort here, while I go take care of some business in town. Matthew: Do I want to ask what business? Agata: Probably not. Matthew: OK.


Agata: Hi, Vesuvius. So, the Queen made a special request for a baby with my skin and your ears, and since I don't want to have to waste a wild card on you later, I figure I'll get you first.


Agata: So, how do I file you on my chart? Vesuvius: I'm a Sagitarrius. At least, I think that's what that symbol means. Agata: Sagitarrius, check. So, let's date!


“Yes! This pleases me! In fact, it please me so much that if you don't get the right combination of skin, eyes and ears, I might just have you try again. This is the 'C' baby, and if you have to try again, that baby will also be 'C,' no matter when he or she gets conceived. You could pepper the alphabet with extra C babies, and I would be pleased as punch.” Agata: Happy to please Your Majesty, but would you mind walking away, now, yo?


Agata: OK, Vesuvius, I heard a lullabye, so we can stop now. Vesuvius: Or we can go again. That was so evil! Agata: Well, evil or not, if the kid doesn't get your ears, we'll be doing it again, anyway. Vesuvius: In that case, I hope the baby has totally boring ears.


Agata: I'm surprised Aelwen went as far afield from the nursery as she did, but I'm glad she's brave enough to venture out into the world on her own. Sort of. Anyway, the other side of the house is good, I guess. She'll grow up in a day or two, so I'd better start on her wardrobe, as well as Balin's. Pink, all the way.


Agata: I don't care what your sign is. You're an NPC, so let's start building our relationship now, so you'll be ready, when the time comes. Remington: $100? Thanks! Agata: Don't mention it. I'll give you more tomorrow. In fact, if you stick around after my next baby, I'll send my husband out for a hike. He has enough Nature enthusiasm for that, now.


A/N: Even with all the time spent playing with a robot, she has eight creativity points, already, and she keeps rolling wants for more, so she stays platinum. She may wind up being college-bound, after all.


A/N: And she grew up as she lived, almost completely ignored, but with a high aspiration.


Aelwen: Thanks for the pretty pink wardrobe, Mama! Agata: And I put on automatic child banking, so all of you kids get $20,000 on your child birthday. You should be well set for school. Now, do you want to live in the orange bedroom, or should we furnish the pink bedroom, upstairs? Aelwen: Whatever. Can I play pinball, now? Aelwen: It's Saturday. Do whatever you want.


Aelwen: OK, I'll take the orange bedroom, since it's the closest, has an adjoining bath, and it's already furnished. Now for fun! Yaaaaay! A/N: Aelwen is extremely playful.


Matthew: Happy birthday, Balin. This is probably the only time your mother will let me cuddle you, or anything, so let me just plan your everyday wear and PJs. You get a purple sash with stars on it, for everyday wear, to symbolize your magical heritage. And you get the only PJs that have any purple in them, at all, so don't complain if they look weird. Now, I'll give you some Smart Milk, and then Mama will come and train you.


Agata: Happy birthday, sweetie. Even if you are almost my opposite, being super active, playful and nice, I love you thiiiiis much! Aelwen: I love you, too, Mama! Agata: Now, Mama has some stuff to do to get ready for another baby, so you have fun, and just let me know if you need any help with your aspiration, yo.


Agata: OK, Balin. It's time to learn your toddler skills, while Matthew tends the garden, and then I have to make more snapdragons. Balin: Blergle! Agata: That's close, but not quite there. Say 'Snapdragon.'


Aelwen: I am the princess of all I survey! Oooh, there's fishing. I want to do that. A/N: Yes, I'm sticking to my rule, and only clicking for basic necessities, and for wants. She wanted to play on the playground, and now she wants to fish. And she held onto a want to gain Creativity skill, as well. I locked that one for later. It's Sunday, and she gets to simply play.


Joshua: You're cute, kid. Say, you're a peasant. I'm a peasant. Maybe someday you'll marry my son and live in The Hamlet. Aelwen: Is it fun? Is there lots of time to play? Joshua: Well, if you like fishing, then, sure. And there's room to play tag. Aelwen: I'm active and playful, so tag would be great!


Aelwen: Helping my family is fun! Darren: What did she put in this stuff, anyway? Beat: Ho hum. I'm just going to walk away with a bag full of expensive merchandise. Maybe I'll pay next week.


Aelwen: All hail Merlop. Wait, that's not right. What did Mama say it was, again? I need to practice, if I'm going to take a turn next spring. I wonder how old I'll be by then. Maybe I'll have my own house, and a pack of my own, and then I'll definitely need to get it right. All hail... MAMAAAAA! What was His name again? If I knew how to read, yet, I could use notes. Well, I start school tomorrow, so I'll get notes then. I'm off to play!


Agata: What is going on here? That same customer has been standing at the register for hours. I'm going to have to buy another register, yo. I think I'll close the business for a few days, now. This guy...


Agata: Five people in line behind Jasmine, one more wandering around, looking for a place to queue up, and he's STILL ringing her up. I'm losing stars, here! It takes hours to get this sorted, but eventually, the shop is closed, the employees sent home, and the finances sorted.


Agata: While Aelwen plays fetch with a friendly wolf who stopped by, and Balin plays with his toys,...


Agata: I will pay my taxes of $25,600. I love those treasure chests and customers playing pinball! I don't even have to make a dash downtown to earn some last minute tax cash. It's all good, yo!


Agata: And as the day winds to a close, Balin finds out what Matthew meant about those pajamas. Balin: I look like girl. Agata: Sorry, son. A medieval outfit was the only option that had purple in it.


Agata: Aelwen confirms her bedroom choice by autonomously choosing to sleep in the orange bedroom.


Agata: And I go into labor.


Agata: Here, Matthew. Hold this one, 'cause another's on the way, yo. Matthew: I can't tell about the ears. I know Her Majesty says you have to keep trying with Vesuvius White, until you get his ears. We'll have to wait until they grow into toddlers. Agata: They'd better have them. Twenty-six pregnancies are enough.


Agata: There is my required set of natural twins! And at least we have room in the nursery. Welcome, little Cort and Curl, both sons and out of the running for heirship of this household. They both have my skin and their daddy's hair. For the color code, I'm thinking green, for his alien skin, and black, for his own choice of clothes.


“And we interrupt this ending to point out that I'm making some changes. First, I moved the Rock household up in the rotation, simply because I am in the mood for some medieval play. Everyone will still be played the same amount, so it should be fine.” Family Founder Household Notes Simself Michelle Simself Royal 1 Queen's Household Hunter Joshua Hunter Peasant 1 First Peasant Household The Meanderer Groop the Meanderer Peasant 2 Second Peasant Household Lermas Agata Lermas Peasant 3 Third Peasant Household Rock Peaches Rock Merchant 3 Third Merchant Household Rauta Neptunium Rauta Merchant 1 First Merchant Household Stone Beat Stone Merchant 2 Second Merchant Household Copperfield Walter Copperfield Noble 1 First Noble Household Trace Shawn Trace Noble 2 Second Noble Household XXX XXX Mystic Manor Mystic Household – Not yet founded White Vesuvius White Tax Collector Hired at Royal Court, but not played. Just use to track taxes for University.


“Secondly, I spoke to the leaders of Takemizu Village, and convinced them to add a Takemizu Hamlet, a purely medieval subdivision of Takemizu, for my Hamlet-dwellers to visit, without having to worry about breaking any restrictions. “The Takemizu government have taken pains to make everything there as medieval as they can, while maintaining full functionality. For example, they kept the modern phones in the hotels, since the magic scroll would not work in hotel lots.”


“Pay no attention to the magically singing gargoyle, with the oddly cubic helmet. It is an aesthetic choice that the Takemizu Hamlet Committee made, when deciding how to decorate their community lots. Something about 'allowing for destination dances' and 'the harp stereo doesn't fully function.' Whatever. I'm just glad my medieval sims have a place to go, without worrying about breaking my rules.”


“We now return to the Lermas family, for their report.” Agata: Actually, that's it. The week is over. I'm done for this rotation. “Right-o! On to Peaches Rock, and her life as a medieval merchant! Huzzah!”

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