Comings and GoingsWeek 2 started with Gino achieving his lifetime wish.
He retired as soon as he got home: it was highly unlikely that he’d live long enough to work another shift, so he might as well get paid for spending his remaining time pottering around the garden and filling his shiny new fridge with high-quality food. Clare was out, taking a brief break from painting to see which townies had turned into supernaturals. She and Alessandra Giordano got on so well that Clare invited her over, cured her lycanthropy and asked her to join the household.
Or to put it another way, I’d realised that I needed a back-up back-up painter. Jayden was older than his fiancée to start with and now her age was temporarily frozen. It wasn’t at all certain that he’d still be around to paint her elder portrait, especially if they had a second child. On reflection, I should have moved in all three of the GilsCarbos back at the start. At the time, having a toddler to train in addition to the rest of the start-up chaos seemed like too much to handle but I think now that it would have been doable, especially with the walker and playpen. Eduardo and Goopy could have both been trained up as portrait painters and Goopy could have been the gen 2 spouse or, more likely, fathered one for gen 3 when the original townies will probably have died out. (EA, why did you have to get rid of story progression?) Gino, much as I like him – not to mention his expensive car and easy access to the chef’s fridge – wasn’t really a necessary addition to the household. I might even have been able to manage without Chan – with Clare’s young adult life stage being extended by her pregnancy, it’s likely that artistic Eduardo would have been able to paint her portrait before she aged up. Anyway…
On the Monday of week 2, the heir put in her appearance. And it’s a yellowboo! Welcome to the madhouse, Kerry.
The new parents had a private wedding in the garden while the baby was asleep.
Awww, their formal outfits look really Christmassy together.
The happiness didn’t last long. That evening, Grim came for Chan. He was 27 and his age bar had only just filled up
.
RIP, Chan Seng (and thanks for the portrait and the police car).
Since his daughter Kannitha has become a fairy, it’s possible that Chan’s genes will find their way into the family tree at a later stage. I certainly hope so.
Carlotta had been reading recipe books when she wasn’t fishing or visiting the elixir shop and achieved her lifetime wish by learning how to cook ambrosia, although I failed to get a screenshot. She’d caught a dozen deathfish, despite her tendency to wander away from the lighthouse if I took my eye off her. All we needed now was lifefruit. They had plenty of money trees and enough flame fruit to live off baked angel food cake for the rest of the dynasty but only one of their special seeds so far had grown into a deathflower and lifeplants were notable by their absence. Now that Gino had enough points for a collection helper, he and Jayden ran around town collecting every special seed that appeared. Finally, they had lifefruit (and another two deathflowers). Carlotta bought a replicator with her happiness points and started making ambrosia.
Mission accomplished! The replicator was stocked and the half-made bowl of ambrosia stored in the attic in case it was needed again. Carlotta knew it was there – not being able to reach the bowl to finish cooking the ambrosia drove her nuts. Sorry, ‘Lotta.
Kerry aged up to toddler on her own. I was too preoccupied with the adults to remember that she could have a cake earlier in the day.
That’s Jayden’s hair colour, I think, along with Clare’s dark brown eyes. Her features look like a mixture of both parents.
Her favourite colour’s lime green but I’m not sure that’s going to go too well with her skin.
Clare and Carlotta shared the potty training and Kerry taught herself to walk, dodging neatly around the feet of the painting adults.
Then a playpen appeared and she taught herself to talk as well. On her child birthday, she was ready for a cake as soon as everyone was up.
She spent the rest of the day being tutored by her father. It seemed like a good point to pause the game and rebuild the house – and when I restarted, Kerry had mysteriously acquired homework
. Not the most fun birthday ever.
The main reason for the rebuild was that Clare had become a minor celebrity. She’d had an opportunity to deliver a painting and it turned out that the customer was slightly famous. Some of her fame rubbed off on Clare during the handover. The first (oddly formal) paparazzi turned up just after the rebuild and were rather miffed to find that they couldn’t get into the house. One of them was Giuseppe Esposito. It was nice to see him again.
I was beginning to get worried about Clare’s career progress. She’d had an entrepreneurial mindset from the beginning and had used a job booster from the elixir store but she wasn’t getting promotions as quickly as I’d expected. The painting was going oddly as well. I’d usually expect painters to get the three challenges at about the same time. In fact, I’ve had several painters who got all three with the same painting, usually close to the point where they maxed the skill. Clare was turning out to be very different. She’d produced her first brilliant painting just after she hit level 6 and became a Proficient Painter at level 7 but it was clearly going to take a lot more than 30 paintings to max the skill and there was no prospect of a masterpiece yet. I was getting bored of seeing the same paintings over and over again, so I bought her a drawing board and she switched over to sketching architecture for a few days. With the help of a second job booster and perfect basil from the garden, she finally made it to the top of her profession.
Her elder birthday was now very close and she still hadn’t maxed painting or produced a single masterpiece, so she and Jayden tried for another
life extension baby. Despite several attempts, there were no chimes.
Then Clare was summoned to the town hall to be presented with the key to the city. Just after she’d left the house this happened:
Rest in peace, Jayden James/County. Thank you for the garden, the tutoring and the portraits. And for passing on your interesting genes. Will that impressive musculature be handed on down the family, I wonder?
Blissfully unaware of what was happening at home, Clare continued up the hill to her astonishingly sparsely attended celebration of great success.
(The ‘crowd’ consisted of that woman with the balloon and a single paparazza.)
As the brief ceremony ended and the mayor walked away, the news reached Clare.
Sadly, Grim hadn’t yet finished his work for the day. Even before Clare returned home, he was back.
Goodbye and thank you yet again, Carlotta GilsCarbo, dynasty slave extraordinaire. We couldn’t have done it without you.