aondaneedles:

I wanted something without commitment, to play whenever I don’t feel like playing Middleground, so I came up with this. My goal is to have all six children of Jon Smith Tricou grow up into adults (don’t know whether I’ll send them to college or not) and ultimately have one of them reach the top of the Occult career and revive Jon Smith and his family (a college degree would be helpful for that), all while leading happier lives than they- presumably- had before. For an added challenge, I might turn some of them into supernaturals during this… challenge?

So, this is 31 Mendoza Drive, the quite shabby home of the Teens (gotta appreciate Eaxis ‘moldy’/’shabby’ wallpapers. They are great!).

Swan, Kestrel, Tiave and Orion come back from school with varying degrees of happiness about their marks. Because each of them brought home a friend from school, poor Loren is beamed out of the school bus. I have no idea where Patrick is, but he is there. Somewhere.

God; I miss these guys. 

I think I’ll play them for a bit today.

I decided to change Swan’s and Loren’s aspirations to fit their lifetime wishes (the different lifetime wishes- them being the only ones who don’t want to become a criminal mastermind- were actually the reason I chose them to ‘drop out’ of the challenge). Swan wishes to become a business mogul, so she becomes a Fortune Sim and Loren, who wants to marry off six children, becomes a Family Sim. Good luck, guys!

Swan sits down with Kestrel to tell her something.

Swan: “Pack your suitcase. You’re going to college!”

Kestrel: “What? But you got your scholarship back? They wanted you to go with them!”

Swan: “My boss made me an offer I just can’t refuse. She says that with my will to get back on top, she sees a bright future in the company ahead of me. She’s offered me a job. I just can’t refuse it, it’s too good to pass up.”

Kestrel: “But why would you do that?”

Swan: “You are a killer. You can outdo them. And quite frankly, I don’t want the same thing you all want. I can make a name- and a fortune- of my own. I’d rather, actually.”

Kestrel: “If you insist…”