Oh dear, do you really have to replay that much dynasty? You're braver than I am!
Best wishes to you, then. 
Thanks so much, Trip!
Even with the Lessa-and-Pam comment in the next line, it took entirely too long to recognise that. *Marks down Pern books for re-reading after Christmas goodies.*
So sorry to hear about your bugs. Replaying that much has to be pretty soul-destroying. Good luck!
Pern is one of my favorite universes.
Thanks for the luck!
Ooooo.....*winces* That's rough, T. Good luck with the replay.
Thanks, Trident. I'll take all the luck I can get!
*jaw drops* Oh my Watcher! I'm so sorry for the bugs Tia! Hope everything goes smoothly now.
Thanks, Shewolf, things are a lot better now. *fingers crossed*
My heart aches for you Tia. I have so been there...
Best of luck with your new run, and I certainly hope things go well. I'm very, truly sorry for the issues.
Hopefully you can work it out. I'm rooting from you, but I totally understand if it gets too frustrating - I think all of us have been there!
I envy your patience with it. I have no idea how you do it.
Thank you, Livvie, I'm having way too much fun with this story to give it up! (And I'm just stubborn
)
I am so sorry Tia.
You know, I'm wondering if wishing people 'good luck' in Sims 3 Dynasty challenges results in them having bad luck with regards to their saved games, much like the actor's superstition about that, and they instead say "break a leg".
In any case, I trust that the saved game of this attempt by you behaves properly, or I'll send Ann Oid over to talk to your saved game for you.
I think you might be right, Dek, and we should start saying "Break a plumbob" or something. Tell Ann to keep her hammer ready, just in case...
I am so sorry to hear that you have to replay this much of your Dynasty Tia. I wish you the best of luck!
Having said that, the way you wrote about it and included it in your story is pure genious. If anything, the corrupted file save made for a killer update. Just hang in there during the re-playing!
Thank you, Eiira, I'm very glad that you liked it!
This is so good and so much fun! How have I missed this? Loving the blend of beloved characters. Also, the usage of a glitch as an actual part of the storyline is quite brilliant! Sorry that the glitch happened, but delighted at how much fun you made it!
Thanks, Pip, I love to entertain!
Wow...that is one heck of a glitch. :/ Amazing how you worked it into the storyline though. Very clever!
Thank you, RaiaDraconis! The worst of it was I thought I had it beat and then it would happen again...
I just love how casual Gytha is with Arlo dying. At least now they can relive just about their entire relationship over again.
And sorry about your game glitching and having to go back so far. At least they're not all trying to sleep in sleeping bags in the kitchen, or something.
Thanks, sweetie, it could have been a lot worse. At least I could fix it, but I did bang my head on the keyboard a couple times. And Gytha's just very practical...she kept popping wishes for a bachelorette party every time he died.
So, everyone, thanks again for all the good luck and wishes. I've removed all the cc I had and put it into a factory reset and it seems to be behaving itself. Bringing us to...
Chapter Twenty-Two - Ch-ch-ch-changes!
Jareth was not happy.
So very, very, not happy.
"Ho, snap!" Tia said, shocked. "I don't think the game likes you, GK. That's pretty brutal."
"I am going to finish this painting. Then I am going to the mirror. You will find me some hair, minion," he said, through clenched teeth. "Preferably, some that covers my head."
Mag was a little different, too.
Still cute as a button, but without her delightful rebellious trait. Not to say that she and Erik didn't pull pranks on Jareth, but it just wasn't the same without his hair. Everyone mourned the hair.
Gytha added
Putting out paparazzi who spontaneously combust on the lawn to her resume.
Arlo, Gytha and the kids all aged up. Some things definitely stayed the same.
"I don't mind if you ground me, Arlo, but please do not make me remove the whoopie cushion."
"The what kind of cushion?" Gytha asked, with a wicked grin.
"Whoopie, Gyth!" Tia said. "Family friendly around here, remember?"
Arlo started to go senile. There was no denying it. He gave up his former activites and started staring at the sunflowers in the greenhouse. Then he went to pick fights with Jareth.
Jareth didn't seem to mind, though.
"It shows he's tough enough to deal with some of the smarter goblins," he shrugged.
"Was all that dyin' he did," Gytha lamented. "Takes a toll on a body, it does."
Gytha re-did all her requirements. Erik snuck away from the inventing table.
"Watcher above, Erik!" Tia screamed. "Don't just stand there, run!"
"You'd better not come back expecting, either," Jareth yelled.
"Not without the young alien's name and address," Gytha added.
And there were phone calls back and forth.
"Tony had to back out, Jareth," James told him. "He said something about a new prototype, blew up the shed and left. A few people have offered to take his place. Luna, although Sarah's trying to talk her out of it, Loki, both Bruces, Wayne and Banner, and someone who's calling himself Mister J."
"I'll go over it with Tia," Jareth told him.
"When is Mag coming back?" James asked him, his voice tense.
"That's up to her, apparently." Jareth sighed. "Hopefully I'll see you soon, Jamie."
"Jareth?" Sarah whispered into the phone, "Where's Erik? I can't get him on the phone!"
"Nice to hear from you too, Precious," Jareth purred. "He's at school, they won't let him answer calls there."
"I need to talk to him, Jareth! Immediately!" She paused, turning her flashlight into the darkness of the cellar. "It's really important."
"Of course, Sarah. Anything you need. But I do have a request."
Sarah froze, hearing a thudding coming from behind the wall of the basement, to her left. She motioned Javert towards it.
"Not now, Jareth," she hissed.
"I insist, it's only a small favour," he smiled.
"What?" she asked in a very quiet voice, as Javert swung the sledge hammer, knocking a hole in the wall, opening a way to the secret tunnel behind it. The sound of running feet was very distinct.
"I want you to let them get married and have a child without all those tiresome wishes," he said. "We had a bit of a temporal setback, you realize..."
Sarah looked up as dust and the sound of sawing came from the ceiling above her. She pulled the phone from her ear and pointed upwards, whispering, "James!"
"Fine, Jareth. Only one of them has to wish it. Tell Erik to call me immediately, I need the plans to all his secret tunnels. I have to go." She hung up the phone and followed Javert into the secret passage.
There was some kind of terrible Spooky Day accident in the hallway...
Gytha and Arlo went to a game...
"You have got some serious issues. I'm outa here!" Gytha said.
"Wait, hold up, what's all this about?"
They wouldn't tell Tia. They went to being romantic interests. Tia started rubbing her eyebrow again.
The kids graduated. Arlo and Gytha got their relationship bar filled back up but stayed romantic interests.
Arlo alternated between flirting and insulting Gytha. She sighed and put up with it.
And Mag popped a wish to marry Erik!
"Aww, who picked up the Hopeless Romantic trait, then," Tia cooed.
The wedding was the next day.
Jareth, Gytha and Arlo all headed off to the spa to give the kids some time alone. Where Arlo, completely unexpectedly, popped his clogs for what Tia desperately hoped was the last time.
"Right this way, Your Excellency," Grim said. "The goblins have prepared a small reception in your new office."
So Arlo was gone. Off to his new life. But not without leaving a small, unanticipated, legacy behind him.
