Saturday, January 8, 2011

Chapter 9: Aging with Grace


Fiona pauses to say goodbye to some precious childhood toys.



She also says goodbye to a sister.



"Wait... what?!"



Fio knows Leo will do great in the military and all, but the second twin is a free spirit and must leave the nest.

"Besides," she adds, "our parents are old people and they're getting me down."

And with that, Fiona is gone. With her goes several thousand of the household funds.




Feeling alone, Leona returns to her goals with more vigor than ever. She must be fit. She must be strong. She must be as mysterious as the dark side of the mo- who wrote this crap?!




The upstairs is feeling a little empty (currently inhabited by cribs and toddler toys), so Leona buys a Shut-In-Treadmill™, which promises to keep her safely indoors "like a caged rodent on a hamster wheel" while increasing her athletic prowess. Wiping her tears, Leona hops on.




Randi surprises her husband with an easel. It's been a long time since those days in the firehouse...



Later she's cleaning the house when suddenly she pauses... mourning Fiona in her own way.



The return to art makes Randy smile. If anything needs decor, it's this depressingly sparse upstairs area.



Now an adult, Leona uses her mother's trusty Lord Sponge computer to sign up at Fort Salas Military Base, then darts to work. She passes by the very same telescope that inspired her lifetime goal to be an astronaut.

It looks the same as always. In Leona's world, objects survive much longer than people.



Randi retires. She could have risen to Supervillain and had her revenge on some of her less likable former accomplices, but hanging out with Randy is more appealing now.




While R1 doesn't give a crap about most of her former accomplices now that she is retired, Alana Beck is an exception. Alana was always there for Randi! Always calling in the middle of the night and waking Randi up. Now married, Alana Beck-Broke is doing quite well for herself and throws parties constantly. Randi is always invited, but rarely attends.




But tonight Randi stays for the party. She warms herself by the fire, avoiding the local celebrity behind her. One of Alana's in-laws opts for the opposite route and tries desperately to impress the celebrity with rocket-related conspiracy theories.

Randi finds Alana's son, Tim, crying in the corner. Poor little guy.


A paparazzi zooms over to take pictures of Randi snuggling Tim. Randi leaves the party immediately. She wanders down town aimlessly, eventually reaching Riverview's Octagon House: Historical Museum and Art Gallery. Inside are some of Riverview's proudest wonders, such as Sam Bagley's infamous lawn flamingo.



Now if anything deserves Randi's wrath, it's this nonsense. She decides to make her own art.


BLAM. That bathtub will no longer plague innocent citizens.


Just as Randi is setting the second bomb, Fiona waltzes in with her posse. Fiona and a local would-be scientist are pleased to see Randi, while Cleveland is distracted by a globe. Cleveland's scantily-clad friend over there is the only one who notices the bomb about to go off, and she can't decide whether she approves or not.


"YOU!" Randi shouts. "I bet you like art!"

Poor Cleveland is only a teenager, but Randi isn't dumb. She knows Fiona didn't take enough money to afford her own place; Fiona is living with the Ivanovs!


"YOU SUCK!" Randi seems to be saying. "YOU SUCK BLOOD!"

True enough.


"Mom, do you even know where you are?" Fiona tries to reason with the old woman.


Of course she knows where she is! Mother and daughter discuss things, but Fiona refuses to come home.

Randi slinks outside, dejected. Perhaps more destruction will cheer her up.
An old woman reading a trashy romance novel suddenly has the feeling something is wrong...




Fortunately, elder sims' legs are faster than they appear.




Randi follows up by using the mining machine to drill on public property. Two yes-men from City Hall are sent to deal with her, but Randi cleverly avoids them by pretending to be deaf.





A pregnant woman looks at the destruction and wonders if she should move back to Sunset Valley.



Leona invites over her boss, Sherman Bagley, so she can ask him for a raise.

Unlike his late sister, Sherman believes in honesty and hard work. He won't give Leona a raise or a promotion just because she wants to rise through the ranks quickly and pursue a life of zero-gravity geekery.


Sore. Stiff. Working out all the time sucks more than you'd think.




Leona runs into Cleveland Ivanov at Riverview's prized Gazebo. By now everyone and their dog knows about Randi's little shouting match with the boy. Thinking of her sister's future, Leona encourages him to pick a better career as an adult than a Ring-er-Up-er at the Spa. "I'm going to be an astronaut," she says helpfully.

Cleveland informs Leo that Fiona has lost interest in him, now that there's a clear age difference. Fiona has been seen snogging several other guys, openly commenting on their mad kissing skills.





Randy is so good at discovering stars, he can do it in broad daylight.
Meanwhile, Randi falls down one of her own holes.


Randi's disappearance goes unnoticed. Down in the hole, she has strange adventures and sees gnomes dancing around campfires. When she finally makes it out of there, she fills up the hole immediately.


Seeming to forget all about it, she later takes her favorite machine to menace the cemetery.

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Etc.: Leona's generation has taken over, meaning she's running the house under a tyrannical iron fist of homemade eating. Luckily, her father's extensive garden means there are several meals to choose from. I don't have to put up with them only eating Autumn Salad, or anything, and paying more attention to what my sims cook is probably saving them some money.

I'm waiting for Leona to be level 5 in her career before producing the heir. With any luck, the kid will be able to salute. Also I'm not sure which Riverview family to breed into my legacy first. There aren't many men around Leona's age... not that the man's age matters particularly, seeing as she's slated to be a single mother.

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