Chapter 21: Wedding Party, Egypt

Sacha knows her grandfather is forgetful. She reminds him it's her wedding day; he'd better dust off his formal wear. It will be a simple ceremony in their front yard, but she's rented nice party things (such as a dance floor) and invited a lot of guests.

Her greatest fear is that clowns will crash the party.

The first guests to arrive are Fiona, Kenji and Yuri, followed by some guy who isn't a clown so they let him stay.

Yuri can't believe how much older Fiona looks these days.

A party animal at heart, Jazz is in his natural habitat, where he generally misbehaves. Everyone finds his terrible bass guitar playing amusing, except the bride. Sacha is seen here covering her ears.

Not even Sacha's wedding can escape the childish drama of this generation. Normally a more reserved woman, Zoya has had too much nectar today and openly mocks Lori.

Picture also featuring: a peek into the fourth dimension, because I was accidentally in buy mode.

Vows are exchanged. The party was held at dusk, for obvious vampire-related reasons.

The kiss. So magical.

Patricia may secretly be a hopeless romantic.

Lori, however, can't really enjoy herself.

The record player is plotting something, you see.

Leona dances with Patricia. Patricia is pregnant with her second child. This time the baby belongs to her husband, Demarcus, and Patricia is ready to be a mother.

THE PUNCH dance is still popular with Waylon. Like Jazz, Waylon is a party animal, so he's in top form tonight.

Sadly, Waylon's wife Aimee Newbie couldn't make it. Halen and Aimee are both at the hospital giving birth.

After the wedding, Sacha blows some bubbles to calm her nerves. Parties are so much hype. What she was really looking forward to was life after the party.

Randy would like to give Sacha a present before she and Jazz embark on their honeymoon in Egypt: death flowers. He only has two left; one for her, and one for her Jazz. Sacha continues with her video game, pretending this gesture isn't significant.

"Keep them. Don't even talk like that, Grandpa."

Egypt.

Everything is huge. Even the trees.

Unfortunately, base camp is a bunch of tents. The vampire could have planned this better.

The marketplace provides some shade for Sacha while Jazz hunts for copper and Mummitomium. He wanted his wife to visit some of the more exciting places in Egypt with him, but she's far too cowardly for that.

But, after a while, she can't resist taking a few of the most harmless tomb tours. The glow of being just-married keeps thoughts of clowns and mummies at bay.

Oooh. Aaah.

Before she realizes it, Sacha is miles from her safe tent.

For a while she can run back towards base camp at incredible speeds, but after too much sun exposure her powers leave her and she can only walk. It takes hours to walk back. To make things worse, she faints every few minutes, wasting precious time.

Sacha is in desperate need for blood by this point. Because she has always had access to plentiful plasma fruit as an adult, she never realized that a vampire's thirst is far more crippling than a human's hunger pains. By the time she gets back to Jazz, she's dying.

"Sacha? You're late. Where were you? Sacha?"

Before she can bite Jazz, the unthinkable happens.

The brave explorers who fled camp at the sight of a starving vampire quickly return to gawk at the reaper.

 "Heard you liked flowers, dude."

"Thank you, sir."

Jazz slowly lifts his head from his hands. He was bawling his eyes out, for a minute there.

Well, now he's angry.

Yes, they're going to have this argument out here in the sun. Great idea.

Jazz begs Sacha to take better care of herself. To be more responsible. He wants her to be the mother of his children someday, and all.

Sacha... apologizes? I guess that's what's going on here. Some kind of discussion about babies. Jazz wipes the tears from his face.

Leona offered the new traveling couple the use of a rather impressive tent she picked up in China. They place it down in the middle of Al Simhara's marketplace, where there are plenty of shops with shade for Sacha to hang out in during the day.

Tilt...
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Etc.: Sacha's death was a complete accident (I swear), so it was pretty lucky I'd decided to redistribute Randy's death-flowers earlier in the game. I can only assume a vampire dies more quickly from thirst than a normal sim dies from hunger; I don't know how it could have happened otherwise. True, Egypt is huge and the fainting slowed her down quite a bit... but wow, just wow, I was shocked.

Anyway, that's what a death from "thirst" looks like. Freaky red ghost and a gravestone with a bat on it.

Pregnant sims cannot travel. Thanks to Sacha, I now know that sims can become pregnant on vacation (the rock-a-bye tune will play), but they never switch to maternity wear or acknowledge the pregnancy with any moodlets until they return home. She's supposed to have 3 kids, so I went ahead and rolled for which will be the heir. The heir will be lucky child #2. Let's hope genetics are kind.