A Royal Immortal Dynasty - Chapter Sixty-five (1/1/2014) (graveyard please)

[Crazylittleloon]

I love Elisabeth's little glasses! And congrats on Victoria's immortality.

I'm glad that you like them! I modeled them after mine, but mine are purple. I've had them since the middle of 9th grade, but I've needed them since later in 7th grade or so. Couldn't even see the eye chart when I finally went to the doctor. 

Victoria accepts your congratulations. 

[Gulliver the cat!]

Elisabeth is adorable her everyday outfit is so cute!
Now what happened down stairs?

[Crazylittleloon]

Elisabeth is adorable her everyday outfit is so cute!
Now what happened down stairs?

It is indeed. Almost as cute as Tatiana's childhood outfit. 

You'll find out soon enough. I would have written it yesterday, but one of my friends came over and we played the file together all day.

[Crazylittleloon]

CHAPTER THRTY-FIVE

It's October...

Beatrix: We have a month left until you go absolutely insane and accidentally overdose on caffeine...again.

Amber: I CAN'T BELIEVE YOUR ABANDONING THE TIMELINE YOU'VE BEEN WORKING ON FOR THE PAST FOUR INTERNATIONAL COMPETITIONS YOU'VE BEEN IN!

Loviisa: It's not okay, Loon!

Victoria: Woah it's crowded in here...

Tatiana: ALRIGHT, WHO LET THE OTHER CHARACTERS OUT OF THEIR BOXES?

Beatrix: Wait, what's this about your timeline...?

Eveliina: Her past four stories, three for NaNo and one for Screnzy, have all taken place in the same universe. Then today she announced on her deviantART that she won't be continuing on past Amber and is going to do something different.

Tove: She's trying to leave us for 1986! I wasn't even alive in 1986!

Charlotta: None of us were, idiot!

Tatiana: GUYS! GO BACK TO YOUR OWN STORIES!

Ilmestyskirja: Finally I can stop rescuing all of your butts.

Beatrix: Oh dear, this is getting a bit out of hand...

SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM MYSELF!

~^~^~^~TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES, PLEASE STAND BY~^~^~^~

Well, after that fiasco-

Beatrix: Thank goodness Tatiana thought to hit them with her bag!

-we should be able to continue on as normally as things get around here. Technical difficulties have prevented me from getting much done lately and I've engaged NaNo practice mode, but I've gotten myself pretty far ahead once more (generation five shall soon be upon us). And when NaNoWriMo starts, I promise I won't go on hiatus the entire month. The only hiatus will be over Thanksgiving, though at the rate I'm going at I might be done before then, heh...

Okay, lets get on with the story!

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Tragedy has befallen the Royale family once again.



I got my wish. Christopher lived to see Elisabeth make it to child, then passed away at lunchtime.



He lived a long, fulfilling life. He was raking in 5000 simoleons a week and saw his daughter start a family of her own. Now, at 91 days, it was time to go.



Rest in peace, Christopher Royale (née Ludwig).



Victoria will miss you.



Elisabeth worked through her pain by playing chess up in her logic room. She is quite good at it, thanks to all of the logic books she read as a toddler. In fact, now she wants to be a world-renowned surgeon!



That night, she spent some time with grandmother Victoria reading her one of Christopher's books as a bedtime story.



All was well...



...for two minutes. Then a burglar showed up, woke everyone up, and caused quite a bit of chaos.



I love how, upon hearing the burglar alarm, they just stand there and freak out instead of booking it. These creatures have no common sense!



Everyone was more cheesed off about the alarm waking them up instead of the burglar having a mental breakdown in the kitchen.



Nothing else really happened for the rest of the week. Elisabeth signed up for ballet, made potions, and looked for stars, but that was about it.



Brent drove her to her first day of school in the beetle car I love so much, and later that day Tatiana helped her with her homework in front of the garbage disposal.





One thing I've noticed that Elisabeth likes to do is wind up her ballerina music box up before she goes to bed. I think it's really cute.



One thing I love about finally having an immortal to work at logic with is that now I can use my nerd humor in the game. So far, Elisabeth has discovered a satellite (but if nobody knew that it existed, then how did it get up there...?), which I promptly named Sputnik. First satellite in orbit, first satellite found in the game. You feel me?

Tatiana: This is why you had no friends as a child, Loon.

...sometimes I regret basing you off of Tove up there, you know?

Tatiana: YOU LITTLE-!!

Beatrix: Guys, this is a family friendly forum!

Elisabeth: Are they always like this?

No, sometimes we juggle.



Elisabeth woke up early Saturday morning, and spent most of the day hanging out by the pond reading. She got a pretty good view of the sunrise.



She's an exact clone of her mother.



Speaking of Tatiana, she SuperMaxed the street art skill and got all of her unique rewards! Her three rewards are Rebel Influence, No Bills Ever, and Extra Creative. Now my big worry is getting all of her BlackOps done on time...I began to invest in the fishing skill with her because painting and street art aren't cutting it for some reason.

Also, Victoria got a second harvester and tried to get Beatrix to help her in the garden. It didn't end well.

[Crazylittleloon]

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

I got two college applications done today. Thanks to my writing skill, I scored highly on the ACT (36/36), and a bunch of universities started drooling and bombarded me with letters pleading with me to apply. I don't have to write any essays! I should have an answer from one of the universities I applied to in about two weeks (thanks ACT score!), so everyone cross your fingers for me!

Also, this week is Mental Illness Awareness Week! One misconception about mental illness that I'd like to take a moment to bust is that not all people with OCD clean obsessively or scrub their hands every waking moment. I've been dealing with OCD for twelve years, and I actually get really uneasy if things are too clean. I used to wash my hands until they were raw, but I got that under control with medication. Actions such as what I described above are actually caused by a sudden, intrusive thought that won't go away unless you carry out a certain action, like washing your hands or rechecking that you closed the door.

Okay, now back to your regularly scheduled story.

Elisabeth's childhood absolutely flew by, and soon she was teenager. I corralled the family into the kitchen for the celebrations, then realized that I'm almost halfway through the dynasty and haven't thrown a single birthday party. Whoops.







And now she has the Lucky GOD LORD WHAT IS THAT?



Skip the cake, we need to fix this mess.

I got her to the mirror, and then put Tatiana's hair on her just for fun. Don't they look so similar?



Everyday:



Formal:



Sleepwear:



She immediately went to the computer and purchased her unique property, Landgraab Sell'n'Swap. I added a bunch of extra registers, a barista bar, and a few vending machines, instantly launching it to level three. That was easy!









I also added a small play area just outside should anybody in this town actually have a baby for once.



Look, there they are!



Elisabeth signed up for the study club at school, then invited over a ranked chess opponent. EA really needs to include a patch that makes sure that everyone ages up into proper outfits, I just can't handle the overabundance of the University Life t-shirts being paired with formal pants.



Thanks to her Lucky trait, Elisabeth wiped the floor with the poor old woman, then went for a ride on the Kenspa Beatrix had brought back from France when Tatiana was a teenager.



Everyone settled back into their routine. Tatiana now has four best friends, and also maxed out the painting skill. Now that I finally have that darn certificate I can carry on with my surprise.

I had completely forgotten about the huge age gap between Tatiana and Brent, and then he suddenly aged up to elder just before bedtime.





Tatiana followed suit a few hours later, aging up to adult.





Instead of giving her a mid-life crisis, the game mechanics sent another burglar to the house. Come on!



Beatrix was not impressed.

[Hallucination]

I'd be terrified if my characters escaped from their respective stories. Also! In the spirit of clearing up misconceptions: anxiety disorders and panic disorders are not the same thing! Even my psychologist confuses them, and it's very irritating. To continue in a more rational vein: Tatiana's Elisabeth's poodle skirt is adorable. (PS: Good luck with university!)

[Gulliver the cat!]

*Crosses fingers for you* (holy guacolmole, your ACT is perfect ! I took it in 7th and made a 22 ) I did a research paper on obsessive compulsive disorder in my psychology class and cleared up a load of misconceptions (would have been perfect but my only problem was on my presentation one of my pictures said obsessive Cullen disorder instead *grrr, Twilight*).

Back on topic now!
Poor Royale family, the burglars just won't give you guys a break! Elisabeth is so pretty, especially after her makeover! My townies end up with the same tacky attire too, lol.

[Pyro0001]

Wow, your ACT is so good! I'm in Australia, so I don't do that test, but if I did I would probably a pretty average score. I hope you can go to a good university.

R.I.P Christopher, but happy birthday to Elisabeth, Brent and Tatiana! And bad luck with those burglars. I've been really lucky in my game, and haven't got any (yet).

[Crazylittleloon]

*Crosses fingers for you* (holy guacolmole, your ACT is perfect ! I took it in 7th and made a 22 ) I did a research paper on obsessive compulsive disorder in my psychology class and cleared up a load of misconceptions (would have been perfect but my only problem was on my presentation one of my pictures said obsessive Cullen disorder instead *grrr, Twilight*).

Back on topic now!
Poor Royale family, the burglars just won't give you guys a break! Elisabeth is so pretty, especially after her makeover! My townies end up with the same tacky attire too, lol.

I have no idea how I managed it. I barely even studied. 

Twilight is the bane of my existence. I actually took the copy that I own and started attacking it with a red pen to edit it. I used up three pens in seventy pages and slowly questioned my sanity.

Yeah, it's burglar central over here. Luckily they never manage to steal anything, though I'm going to need a brave sim to come beat the tar out of them sometime soon.

I was blown away by Elisabeth. She looks good in almost anything when she had the right hair, and a little bit of lipstick really seals the deal. She certainly will have a lovely daughter someday. 

[Crazylittleloon]

I'd be terrified if my characters escaped from their respective stories. Also! In the spirit of clearing up misconceptions: anxiety disorders and panic disorders are not the same thing! Even my psychologist confuses them, and it's very irritating. To continue in a more rational vein: Tatiana's Elisabeth's poodle skirt is adorable. (PS: Good luck with university!)

They always escape. Everything I have ever written in the past five years, I'll accidentally put one of them in a story they don't belong (Ilmestyskirja is the biggest offender). I realized pretty soon after that I had everything fitting into the same universe, which was pretty cool at first. But I gotta do something different this year, because I established that humanity completely died out in 4065, though the world was pretty much ruined in 2019. That was probably the darkest thing I've written in a long time...anyway, this year's will take place in an alternate 1986 and play with some of the nuttiest of conspiracy theories. New World Order and all that jazz.

I'm glad you think it is!

[Crazylittleloon]

Wow, your ACT is so good! I'm in Australia, so I don't do that test, but if I did I would probably a pretty average score. I hope you can go to a good university.

R.I.P Christopher, but happy birthday to Elisabeth, Brent and Tatiana! And bad luck with those burglars. I've been really lucky in my game, and haven't got any (yet).

I'm pretty much garunteed to get into the one I want to go to because my dad is an alum and actually works there, but I have a couple backups just in case.

The very first day I ever played Sims I got a burglar. He stole the bathtub and that's when I learned that logic doesn't apply here.

[Crazylittleloon]

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

Hey, guys, I have someone you should meet!

Tatiana: If it's your friend who hijacked the file again I'm jumping out of the computer and running away.

No, it's not her. I've got three new characters for you to meet!

Tatiana: Oh god...

They're still works in progress. I've got some base personality traits and rough appearances, but...

Noelle: -flops onto ground-

Felicia: -melts-

Leslie: -crumples into a heap-

Yeah, I still need to finalize some stuff, and then they'll be set for NaNoWriMo next month.

Beatrix: They don't seem to be the same age of all of your other characters...

Right! Noelle is actually only nine years old, so she's my youngest main character since 2004. Felicia is about twelve, and Leslie is sixteen. 2010 was the year of transforming, 2011 was ghosts and serial killers, last year was post-apocalyptic, and this year is going to be dystopian!

Beatrix: You worry me.

Tatiana: Do you even have a plot yet?

...yes...math class is great for planning NaNoWriMo.

Elisabeth: You're unbelievable.

Hey, Elisabeth, perfect timing! I was just about to tell everyone about your prom night!



Elisabeth: Ah, yes, prom night. I went alone, but my dress was awesome!



I didn't get a limo for my prom...

Tatiana: No, you, your ex girlfriend, and your puffy dress rode there in your mom's truck.

That was when I realized I am a true Pennsylvanian.

Victoria: But it isn't a pickup truck...



Elisabeth had a lovely night at the prom, though she did get into a fight over someone showing up in the same dress she wore. Of course, our girl came out on top.



She also won prom queen! I put her crown and prom picture down in her museum room, along with the trophy she got when she did ballet as a child.



Then, she spent her Saturday searching the galaxy for new stars in middle of the day while I wrestled with my cat and a sheet of cardboard (long story).



A meteor fell somewhere in the town, and Elisabeth was off in a flash to go get it from some poor sucker's yard.





Of course, then the shower broke. Again.



I took a little bit of time after this to build Elisabeth's bedroom. She's very close to becoming a young adult, so I figured that I'd get a head start.









Tatiana: Oh boy, here we g-

Tove: If I may jump from my story and hijack this one for a moment, Tati, I need to get on my soap box for a bit...you really should stop antagonizing Loon, she created you, and she can just as easily destroy you and everything around you.

Amber: I speak from experience.

Olivia: Same.

Larisa: I somehow survived her 2010 character killing rampage and am left with emotional scars.

Karina: I was a victim of that.

Tabby: Am I the only one who was ever happy?

Tove: So, my double, please...keep in mind that she once killed my friends off because she had a bad day.

Oh, I didn't kill them.

Tove: WHAT-?

Back in the box with you!

Brent was painting late that night, when he felt something strange pass over him. A vision, of some sort. Maybe it was the fact that he was a bit hungry and tired, or just a randomly triggered memory from something Beatrix told him back when he first moved into the family home, but he felt the need to paint what he thought of.



When he was done, he thought nothing of it and had a snack, then went to bed. He left some dirty clothes in the painting studio, so the next morning while he was out and about the town, Beatrix came in the get the laundry.

Little did she know what she was about to find. The picture made her stop dead in her tracks, staring at it with the bag of laundry she had been carrying fallen at her feet and her mouth agape in shock. Nothing in the world could have prepared her for the memories that came crashing back into her mind after so long.



Author's note: Beatrix actually DID drop the laundry and stare at the painting. She knows...

[RaiaDraconis]

This story never ceases to make me laugh. Your character interjections are just so madcap and hilarious! Elizabeth is gorgeous and I love what you did with her formal dress. She is going to make a stunner of a young adult.

Good luck on NaNo, by the way. I attempted it...once. I simply don't have the attention span to get anything like that done in a month. Yay for ADD.

[olivia71295]

Good luck with NaNo! It sounds like something I would do... if I didn't have time restraints.

Sorry I haven't posted in a while. Great story.

[Crazylittleloon]

This story never ceases to make me laugh. Your character interjections are just so madcap and hilarious! Elizabeth is gorgeous and I love what you did with her formal dress. She is going to make a stunner of a young adult.

Good luck on NaNo, by the way. I attempted it...once. I simply don't have the attention span to get anything like that done in a month. Yay for ADD.

I often times just stream of consiousness write the story. If I think too much on how to work a joke in it just falls flat, so almost all of the jokes were made up on the spot.

I had ADHD and OCD (double whammy), so my attention span is almost non-existent. I'll be writing an email or working on a paper and the next thing I know I'm on here or one of my other haunts. Same thing happens during NaNo, but I can write a large amount of words in a very short period of time so it doesn't suffer too much (plus my mom once went and turned the internet off on me so that I could work on the novel, heh).