Some Sims of Ice and Fire (Move to Graveyard)

[Tilia]

I simply cannot believe it worked.  Honestly, I wasn't prepared for this.  I was expecting either sudden death or to be blinking back at Doctor Wyles, who would appear abashed and apologetic and offer up some futuristic excuse for the failure.  Yet, here I stand, alone next to a few alien structures, in complete shock that I've somehow escaped.



I was not Lady Nymeria anymore.  Dr. Wyles was very clear on that point.  Here I should introduce myself as Nym and find the small shop marked on the map he gave me immediately to acquire more appropriate clothing.  Oh, for all that has been strange and unexpected in my life, this certainly towers above them all.

Perhaps I should start from the beginning.  And I shall sound just as insane as Dr. Wyles did when he pulled me out of that clearing two weeks ago. 

Apparently I am a famous disappeared princess.  I imagine I was killed, along with most of my family during the rebellion … or perhaps I escaped.  Dr. Wyles doesn't know and now neither will I.  Things are not the same anymore.

Dr. Wyles pulled me to safety while I was running away from rebels intent on ending my short life.  Once all had calmed down, he explained to me that he was from a future where the name Targaryen no longer existed.  Where my future had been wiped away.  He explained that he'd come to save me, send me to whence he'd come from, and allow me to rebuild the Targaryen legacy from the ground up. 

It sounded perfectly silly, but as the rebels would never find me in Dr. Wyles' cabin, I played along.  Of course, he turned out to be in earnest and now here I am.  Somehow.



These are the clothes I was able to procure with the currency provided by Dr. Wyles.  He suggested I don them immediately and simply wear my hair washed and down my back. 

He also provided me direction to a large patch of land that now belonged to me and some lodging that would have to do for living necessities until I am able to build on the land mass.

I found everything without issue.  I am nothing if not resourceful.  And I dreamed of the possibilities I may encounter here with this gift of new life.  Perhaps I could marry.



Perhaps.

Dr. Wyles had instructed me to use whatever skills I may have to build a trade for myself.  I foraged around town for fresh produce to harvest and began a small plot of garden on the property I'd been given.



I decided to be a professional gardener.  This way I may eat my produce and sell it to provide for myself.  I set about the area to introduce myself to some of the people.  They all seemed a bit taken aback by my speech and perhaps my strangeness, but were all friendly to me.



The woman in this photo is named Ruby.  She is expecting a child from the soldier, but they are not married.  Evidently this is all accepted by the community.  I rather like Ruby.  She is warm and helpful.

She brought me to the library to show me the skill books and explain to me how to use them.  She knew Dr. Wyles, it turns out, and suspected that he was successful in his endeavor.  She asked me where he was, but I honestly do not know.  There was also a woman named Rhoda at the library.  She was very kind and helped me find a book on ... well, on myself.



I read with fascination at the speculation of where I'd gone.  Even I don't know the answer, though I suppose it's possible I was always right here, all along.



Unable to bear the lodging house much longer, I built a small "outhouse" facility with Ruby's help and am sleeping in a sleeping bag outside with the garden.  It's really not so bad.



When my first harvest day arrived, I woke up able to smell the sprouted produce.  It was possibly one of the happiest moments of my life



I used the proceeds to purchase a table and some cooking wares.  Ruby encouraged me to throw a small "house" warming party and meet more of the community, which I was happy to do!



Ruby and Rhoda brought friends and family to meet me, and no one commented on my very small means.  One of Ruby's many family members was particularly kind.  This is Trigger.  He is Ruby's cousin.



I confess Trigger and I spoke quite at length.  The girls were helpful enough to clean up the mess from the party while I was making small talk.



I think I may be okay here after all.

[Tilia]

I have taken to tending the garden immediately upon waking.  I often do not change out of my night things first.



Imagine my surprise when Trigger Broke decided to pay a visit to me in the midst of my gardening!  I was very embarrassed and had to make an excuse to steal away and change!



He asked if I would like to spend the day together, and I happily obliged.  We went to a film.  I've never experienced anything like that before and find myself wanting to see another and another almost at a constant rate.



After that, I began to see Trigger almost daily.  We spent evenings in parks and afternoons at restaurants.




He was very different from any man I'd met before, but I found myself falling quite in love with him.



Perhaps it was premature, but I asked him after a few weeks if he was intended for anyone else.  He seemed to think that was very funny, but in my relief, I kissed him!  He seemed pleased.



It was only a few days later that I decided we should cement our intentions.



He agreed!  He warned me that he would bring very little money to our union.  He was without vocation or means.  I don't mind at all.  With what little he did bring, we were able to expand my "outhouse" into a "hut."  And Trigger began searching for a vocation.

[Tilia]

I realized the first morning we were together that Trig (as he has asked me to call him) has a very useful skill.



I encouraged him to apply for work as a musician and in the meantime, play for a crowd to bring in tip money.  He immediately drew a very large audience!



My garden is growing slowly.  I found some ruins near town where several rare and special seeds seem to spawn.  I have been collecting and planting them with fervor, hoping to increase the value of my produce quickly.



Ruby, Rhoda, and our new friend Nadine threw me a surprise party to celebrate my upcoming wedding.  It was unlike anything I had ever experienced before, including a very skinny man disguised as a firefighter dancing half dressed through my beloved hut.



I was so happy when Trig got home from work that I threw myself at him out in the front yard and asked if we might have a quiet ceremony just then in the house.



He was all too happy to oblige



We went to dinner afterward to celebrate and I told him that I suspected that in no time at all, our little family would be a little bit bigger.

[Tilia]

I have always been family oriented.  It was no surprise to me how quickly I became pregnant.



I spent my days in the garden, as always, and reading books on raising a child in this alien environment.  I secretly hoped for a girl.  Trig worried and fretted, bought us a very green crib at the consignment store, and went about making our appliances fireproof into the wee hours of the night.



When she came, I was (as always) in the garden.



Trig loaded me into a taxi and whisked me to a modern hospital.  It was honestly quite terrifying, all noisy and bright.  I would prefer a home birth if we have more children.  Despite the surroundings, we gave life to a beautiful little girl I named Lyanna.  She is perceptive and good.



I spent every waking moment with baby Lyanna.  She was just a joy in my arms.



When it came time for her to age up to a toddler, I almost couldn't bear to lose my little bundle of joy.  Trig had to take her to the cake so I wouldn't cry all over her.



She aged up into an adorable child.  She has my purple eyes and Trig's mouth. 



Lyanna is a very well behaved toddler.  She accepts our lessons in such rapt attention that I have high hopes for her as a student.



We were sent many gifts for our wedding and for Lyanna's birth.  I have been sending out a variety of thank you notes to Trig's family and our friends.  The gifts should enable us to be able to expand the hut for when Lyanna becomes a child, giving her a room.



To my great surprise after being caught up so heavily in my garden and my little girl, I aged up to an adult.  It's funny, I think I look exactly the same.



I told Trig that I'd like to have another nooboo as soon as Lyanna ages up to a child.  He laughs and says we should make sure Lyanna knows all her skills before we get ahead of ourselves.  That, I do believe, is covered.




While her Daddy works, Lyanna and I spend our day in harmony.  She plays her toy xylophone while I garden, then we read a book together if she's been good.



After which, Mommy and Daughter take a nice nap until Daddy gets home.



She is aging up tonight.  I shouldn't sleep through these final precious moments of her toddlerhood, but I am so, so sleepy.

[Tilia]

Lyanna aged up very well.  She acquired the artistic trait.



We bought her an easel and her Daddy was so impressed with her painting that he decided to get himself one too!



Meanwhile, I suspect my wish came true.  I've been having strange cravings again.  I confided my suspicions to Nadine.  Her advice was to make sure Lyanna is prepared to be a big sister.



So, Lyanna and I spent the day together.  We toured the Science Facility and were headed downtown to eat at the diner when it happened.



Lyanna was very excited!  She hugged me like I'd done it for her alone.



Trig is really excited too.  He talks to my belly and insists he hears a boy talking back.  I haven't said anything, but I still want more girls.  More pretty little girls to carry on our legacy.



I spend plenty of time with Lyanna to make her aware she is still special to us.  She is doing very well in school.



This time, it hit me coming out of a luxurious bubble bath.



And I opted for a home birth, as promised.  Meet Rhaena.  My second little girl.

[Tilia]

Lyanna was most excited for Rhaena's birthday.



It meant she'd have a playmate!  Our little Rhaena aged up prettily.  She has moss green eyes and my mouth.  I hadn't mentioned before, but she is a neurotic genius.



My girls love spending time together.  They play peek-a-boo for hours.



And I always catch them hugging before bedtime.



Trig spends time teaching her to talk when Ly is otherwise occupied.



I spend time hoping we can afford to expand the house again before Rhaena ages up.  But, at present, we are a very effective family unit!



Ly aged up to teenager without a party.  I'm ashamed to say I forgot, but I will make sure she has one when she ages up to young adult.  She is a studious little thing and inherited her Daddy's virtuoso trait (and his thin top lip, bless her).



She's still a great help with Rhaena.  She loves to tease her with the claw monster.




In the days leading up to Rhaena's child birthday, I got a surprise.  A "family member" apparently passed away, leaving me a large sum of money.  As I have no family, I can only imagine this is a gift from Dr. Wyles, wherever he may be.  I used the funds to expand our home once more.



The hut is now a cottage, just in time for Rhaena's birthday.  Trig got so excited, I caught him dancing on one of the counters in a new bathroom.



Rhaena aged up happy and content.





She acquired the bookworm trait and went to work immediately on the first book she found lying around.



Ly went back to her paintings, Trig spent time on guitar, and I wandered into the garden thinking wistfully about maybe a third nooboo.

[Tilia]

I'm expecting again!  This will probably be my final nooboo, not because I'm done wishing for them, but because I'm getting older by the day.



My dear Trig decided to paint me while I still hold some semblance of youth and hung the portrait over the desk in our new room.



My daughters pursue their passions quite on their own, without any needling from us parents.  Rhaena spends hours on end at her chemistry set.



While Lyanna plays the keyboard and paints.



Things evolve sometimes in unexpected ways.  For example, sometimes Rhaena's chemical experiments go a bit wrong.  (Of course we try not to laugh)



And Lyanna's passion for music has bonded her with a fellow musician from the high school, a very nice boy named Landon.



She informed me that they will be attending the prom together.



Rhaena aged up during one of her chemistry experiments (and at the exact moment her sister was securing a boyfriend).



I'm pleased to say she is a beautiful girl.



She immediately tracked down one of Ly's friends, a dark-haired boy named Dion, and asked him to the prom as well.  She's never one to be outdone by her big sister.



And while all this was happening, I was blessed with my third little girl.  Trig teases me, but I swear, no watermelons or tricks of any sort were involved in the building of this female-heavy family.  It is simply good fortune!



This is Rhaella.  She is an insane artist.  I suppose the insanity isn't ideal, but I can't help suspecting that it will eventually pay off if she decides to pursue an artistic career.  In any case, she's still a sweet, sweet little nooboo.

[Tilia]

I never got along with my sisters half so well as Ly and Rhaena do.



This, like so many other things in my new life defy what I was raised to believe.  When it came time for my girls to go to their prom, there were no chaperones along for the ride.



They were gone for hours.  Eventful hours from what they say.  Both are now in committed relationships, have had their first kisses, and my beautiful Rhaena was crowned prom queen ... which I understand is quite an accomplishment for a girl who has not yet attended a day at the high school.



While they were out enjoying their special night, my Rhaella aged up into a toddler.  To my delight, it turns out that I now have a little girl with my silvery hair!




She waited up all night for her sisters.  When they came home, Rhaena picked her up and tickled her, taking her into Ly's room to show her the prom pictures.



Listening to her coo and giggle with her sister, and taking in just how responsible she is all on her own, I knew somehow that Rhaena was the one meant to inherit this family.  I wouldn't say anything until she was an adult, and maybe its her neurotic fretting that makes her so well suited, but it's true.

This family will pass into Rhaena's hands.

[Tilia]

My name is Rhaena Targaryen.  I am a middle child and an A student.  My favorite things are chemistry and being outside.  It's exciting how much this family is changing these days! 

My baby sister, Rhaella learned to walk!



Mom and Dad talk often about her education.  Now that we're more financially stable than when Ly and I were children, they can afford to send Rhaella away to one of the best boarding schools in the world.  Mom understands the benefit of this, but she obviously is wont to let her baby go.

My big sister, Lyanna, is an adult now!  We had a big party.



She cut all of her hair off and bought some super sexy grown up clothes.



Of course she doesn't wear that every day.  These are her normal clothes:



She graduated Most Artistic and with honors.  I mentioned that I would graduate Valedictorian, not simply with honors, and Mom told me to try some modesty.  (Mom is an elder now.)



Ly's lifetime wish it to be a Renaissance Sim, and she's registered at City Hall as a professional sculptor.  She's brand new to it, but already is producing some pretty amazing stuff.



It's already time for Rhaella's birthday.  Mom says it's bittersweet because they will be sending her off to the best school for her personality as soon as she ages up.



Rhaella turned out to be athletic.  After some discussion with Dad and waiting to see what her first impulses were, they enrolled her at Dribbledane Sports Academy.



It was really hard to say goodbye, but I bet she's going to have an amazing time there.  Plus, we all call her to catch up all the time.

My boyfriend, Dion, is great about comforting me when I miss her.



And speaking of boyfriends, I know a secret!  Ly and her boyfriend Landon are engaged!  She promised to wait until I age up to young adult before announcing it though, so I can throw her a bachelorette party.  Can't wait!

[Tilia]

The days leading up to my young adult birthday were AGONIZING!  Especially watching Ly live her young adult years in such a fun, amazing way.  She played amazing sonatas on the piano in our new study



She made insane ice sculptures with a chainsaw.



And she had covert rondez-vous with her secret fiance at the park.



When it finally came, I was so excited.  Dad aged up a few hours before me on his way home from work as a movie composer.




Mom says he looks dapper.

For all my agonizing, I still wasn't prepared for the feeling of those sparkles.  They are such a strange sensation!



I aged up looking the same (I think so anyway).  I winked at Ly and picked up my phone.  It was time for the bachelorette party we'd planned!

[Tilia]

We threw the party at The Grind.  Mom said she had no desire to see more skinny firemen dancing, so she didn't attend.  No idea what she was on about.



Firemen weren't on the menu.  I hired cowboys!  (and they were not skinny!)



I toasted Ly and sprayed her with fizzy nectar.  We had an absolute blast!



I found out later that she enjoyed it so much that she fell asleep at the club for a few hours!  I call that a successful party.



Mom handled the wedding arrangements.  Lyanna wanted a moonlight wedding with a lot of guests, so we set up an arch and chairs in the back yard.



They were so sappy when they exchanged vows.




Pretty sure I caught dad crying.



I have to admit that Ly's dress was incredible though.  It was so flowy and gorgeous!



Mom swears she caught Dion smiling at me during the ceremony in a way that implied that we'd be next.  I didn't see it, but I sort of hope she's right.



She cut the cake while we applauded and threw confetti under the moonlight.



Rhaella came home from school for the event, and spent a lot of time clinging to Mom.  She's a teenager now, and a very solemn one.



Landon is part of our household now.  Lyanna says she has no plans for moving out, though Mom assured her that it was her decision.  I caught Ly and Landon making eyes at each other on the way into the bedroom on the night of their wedding.



So it really wasn't surprising when this woke me up a few days later.

[Tilia]

Dad retired.  Some random people on the street threw him an impromptu celebration.  I guess he is pretty well known.



In fact, he ended up signing autographs for a few hours after that.  So much for retirement.



Dion and I meet at the pool after work at nights.  I'm working at the science facility and my hours can be a bit erratic.  He always shows up right on time.



Ly got absolutely ginormous in her pregnancy.  Here she is at her favorite spot in the house.



It should be no surprise to anyone that she went into labor while hacking at a giant hunk of ice with a chainsaw.



And then decided to forego the car and ride a bicycle to the hospital to give birth!  And they say Rhaella is the insane one.



Anyway!  This is my niece Elia. 



And while we're making introductions, this is my fiance, Dion.



We can all tell that Ly is caught up with little Elia, so Mom has taken on bachelorette duties.  "No firemen," she insists.  "But no cowboys either."  I do wonder what she'll come up with.

[Tilia]

"Rhaena," Mom said the night of my bachelorette party.  "We have to talk about the legacy." 



I took a deep breath not knowing what to expect.  Then she nailed me with fizzy nectar, laughing like a maniac, and the party started!



Ly showed up with her portable keyboard and played us some music.



And the policemen/strippers mom hired showed up and put on one heck of a performance.



We got home giddy and buzzed with laughter and just in time to see Elia age up to a toddler.



I had a morning wedding with just family.  It was all I needed.



Dion was the perfect husband-to-be through the whole ceremony.



And now, I'm a married woman!

[Tilia]

The family has gotten so big that we decided to expand the house!  Here's our new second story.



In my opinion it looks like a totally different home these days.



We hired a butler.  Here she is watching Ly paint while I pour us some nectar.  I'd just been promoted and wanted to celebrate!



Little Elia aged up and decided she wanted to go to prep school.  We miss her, but she is having a blast there!



Mom bought out the grocer and the bookstore.  She renamed them Old Valyria Groceries and The Red Keep Bookstore respectively. 



Then we had a horrible, strange event.  Ly aged up to an adult while going for a leftover slice of key lime pie.



While that isn't horrible in itself, as soon as she'd finished aging up, she began to sob and dad realized that all of Mom's things had just spontaneously shown up in his inventory.



The worst part is that Mom was en route to Old Valyria to pick up our profits for the week when it happened, and we have no idea where her final resting place is.  She isn't with the other deceased in the town morgue and we can't find her at the grocers or anywhere on the street.  It seems she is lost to us forever.

Then.



It wasn't four hours later that Dad went.  His last thoughts were of Mom.  He shook Death's hand and seemed anxious to get back to her.



We all managed to get to sleep only to be surprised by the return of our long lost sister, Rhaella the following morning.



She had finished her schooling and moved back home with aspirations to be an astronaut.  She seemed sympathetic that our parents were dead, but not nearly as torn up as the rest of us.  She helped me in the garden and attempted to be supportive.



After she graduated, in a gesture of goodwill, she upgraded our dishwasher before heading to the military base to enlist.  It was a sweet gesture.



I was outside, pondering a dead death flower, and all the death around us when I realized that life was around us too.  I was going to have a nooboo.

[Tilia]

Getting around has not been easy these last months.



I've started to notice these strange vampiric gnomes in our bedroom.  They are showing up at random.  I've counted three, including the one beneath the staircase.



Here you can see two of them around the chandelier rug.  I've no idea where they came from.  Ly says maybe it's to do with the plasma fruit growing outside.



I'm kind of glad I got rid of them before I went into labor.  Vampires and babies don't mix.



This is Rickard.  He's an evil genius.



Having never actually met an evil Sim before, I don't know what to expect, but so far he seems pretty normal ... for a nooboo.  I take care of him while life goes on.  Ly continues to sculpt in the most dangerous way possible (today with a blowtorch and junk metal).



Rhaella excels in the military



And I continue to find vampiric gnomes all around the house.  Good lord, is that one levitating?



Even if he is evil, my nooboo is indisputably adorable in his toddler years.



We practice talking together and he  begrudgingly allows me to kiss his cheek every night before bed.



Evil or not, I think my boy loves his mother.