Now that I am a teenager, it’s my turn to write in the book. Oh, should I introduce myself? How does this work really? I’ve never really had to write in a holy book before and I’m not sure the proper method. But I am the second generation of the Blackburn Dynasty, Vera Blackburn. You probably already knew that though. I really wish there were instructions for this thing!
Was that alright? Mother often forgets that everyone isn’t a mind reader. Just shoves this tome at me and tells me it's my turn to record my path to immortality. There is a lot of pressure here and I’m not a writer! I don’t plan on learning a single point! I’m a sculptor! Or, well, I’m hoping to be. I haven’t actually touched any of the materials yet, but I am sure I’ll be good at it. I’ve been dying to get to try it since I got my first ice sculpture done.
Mother has been explaining to me what needs to be done for the dynasty. There are so many rules and I do like knowing the rules. You can’t avoid social ruin if you don’t know the rules. I plan on being remembered for my artistry, not my embarrassing actions.
I just need my studio and Basil and some great French music playing on the speakers. I can stay in here forever and just make amazing art. Isn’t that the dream? Just me and my sculptures. No messy drama or romances. Mother said she can handle all that for me, the marriage part. I just need to work on my art and my dynasty requirements.
First things first, I am going to redo my bedroom a bit. Since I’ll be staying in this room for a very long time, it seemed like I should put more of my stamp on it. And a bedroom can say so much about someone. What if mine was saying the wrong thing?
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Plus, I’m going to be an artist. I should have a cool room, right? I mean, that is what is expected of an artist. Nothing wild, but maybe something the other kids at school would think is cool? Not that I care what they think. Because Blackburn’s aren’t supposed to worry about those sorts of things.
Now that that is over, I can finally focus on the important stuff. Like the art studio! I only got to come in here when I was getting my portraits and sculptures done, though now it is finally mine! I mean, I technically am still sharing it, but I get to come in her as much as I want! It’s my domain! Mother isn’t even allowed in here!
I was still modeling rather than creating, but it was still thrilling to get to watch Carmella work. She’s such an amazing artist, able to craft such subtle brilliance into her work. I’m not sure how I feel about having to use a chainsaw, it seems so...vulgar. And dangerous! But I have to admit, I am in love with the end result. The sculptures are magnificent.
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I just wish you didn’t have to use such dangerous looking tools to get the result. Dangerous, loud and smelly! Someone could lose an arm! Or at the very least a finger or a nose or something! I’m not good with blood or first aid!
Carmella is an amazing artist and it was a dream to watch her work and listen to her advice. While I admire her as an artist and I want to learn all that I can from her, I don’t think I want her as a model for how I want my career to go. Carmella seems more interested in the human form than I am, considering all her lovers around town.
The next day, it was time for Basil’s birthday, thank the Gentle Light. It was odd being ahead of Basil like this. I wanted to talk to him about teenage things and it just felt weird being so much more mature than he was. The day between our birthdays is always a little lonely.
We all got up early so we could have Basil’s party before school, which meant it was a small, family affair. I don’t think Basil minded, he was eager to age up and join me in teenagedom. I tried to tell him it wasn’t that exciting, mostly extra hair and gross smells, but he was determined. I did demand we get to sing a song together before he aged up. I’m going to miss when his ability to hit the high notes once puberty hits.
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Once the sparkles faded and Mother stopped shrieking about how he got Mom’s nose, Basil headed upstairs to get his looks sorted out. It’s so embarrassing having to age up in front of everyone and you end up in jean jackets and messy hair, Basil lucked out as usual and looks fine.
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I must admit, I really appreciated that he wore the apron. That was so smart and clean, absolute brilliance! I should have thought of that, but I suppose my method of ‘just never let anything gross touch your body ever’ has been working for me so far. Granted, I still hadn’t started sculpting yet. Posing takes so much time and then all the wheels are in use. Hopefully I won't have to wait too much longer.
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I’m not so sure about that mustache though. It seems unsavory.
Thanks to having both Mom and Hetal around, school was a breeze for Basil and I. Both of them were absolutely brilliant and my homework really improved. I learned so many amazing study techniques from Mom and Hetal taught me all kinds of advanced sculpting techniques. University was going to be a breeze!
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I am going to be an amazing Immortal. Mother has been working on my plan with me, well, for me might be more accurate, but I think it will be a good one. I just need to do what Mother says and things will be fine. More importantly, I was able to start sculpting! Check out my first sculpture! Mom insisted we put it out by the front gate, guarding the household.
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Soon, Carmella had finished my sculpture and was out around town causing mayhem as usual. This is exactly why I will not be doing all this ridiculous romance. This time it was the MacDuff’s that caught her attention. The MacDuff sister’s to be more exact.
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First she ran into the family having a fun snow day together and she and Faith hit it off instantly, apparently making use of the convenient igloo.
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If that wasn’t scandalous enough, shortly after, like really shortly after, she started dating Felicity. Like, actually dating her. Asked her to be her serious girlfriend and everything. I know! Everyone was shocked! That’s never happened before!
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She’s still sleeping with everyone, including Faith, but that doesn’t seem to have slowed her down any. No one can resist her weird, green charms. I don’t understand it at all! It’s all so sordid and dramatic, like some trashy soap opera.
The house was full of romance honestly. Carmalla was getting serious with Felicity, Hetal and Zoe were as tight as ever, with plans for Zoe to get pregnant soon and my moms were still disgustingly cute together. It’s very sweet, but also gross to watch your parents be all over each other all the time.
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Poor Balthazar was the only one having problems. The Singh babies had been rough enough on him and Alfred’s relationship. But then Carmella told Balthazar that she and Felicity wanted kids before she, Carmella, was gone. Balthazar was her son and the perfect donor so the kids would still be able to look like Carmella.
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I thought it was a bit odd, but Mother and Carmella were in love with the idea. Kept going on about Carmella always wanting more children. I was surprised that Balthazar agreed to it, but then I thought it was a bit weird he helped out the Singh’s considering how badly Alfred had taken it.
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Alfred didn’t take this news any better. When Balthazar tried to bring it up, Alfred left the restaurant. Then a few days later he called Balthazar and dumped him over the phone. Poor Balthazar was devastated. Romance seems awful and going by your head and not your heart seems much safer.
He’s been moping around the garden and listening to sad music while he paints. I brought him my favorite sad french music in the hopes it might help. It did not, but now we both enjoy the music while he paints.
We did still find lots of time for family time though. We continued the Winterfest tradition of spending the day at the cemetery playing in the snow and communing with the dead. It’s my favorite tradition, the cold crisp air and the still quiet of the graveyard. Some of the headstones are so old you can’t even read the names of who is resting there. Those ones are my favorites, imagining who they were and the lives they had lived.
Mother says it's important we understand death. That it’s nothing to be afraid of and something that should be embraced. When you work hard and fulfill your goals while alive, death is the next great step and all that.
Very convenient for us that our family is exempt from that rule, isn’t it? But Mother doesn’t like any of those questions. She always gives some nonsense that changes the subject by the time she’s done.
Am I allowed to write that in a holy text? Probably not.
There was a snowman building contest. We formed teams and Basil and I made sure to team up together. Mom had wanted to be a team with Mother, but Mother said she was going to be the judge, so Mom teamed up with Hetal. I think Mother just didn’t want to risk losing.
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Basil and I were the clear winners. It was on theme and everything!
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We headed back home when it started to get dark for hot chocolate, Mother’s amazing cinnamon rolls and singing carols. We invited a few friends over as well, making a party of it. Hetal and I sang our hearts out together, though Mother made sure to let me know I’m still not hitting the notes right. Practice makes perfect I suppose.
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Basil showed off his dance moves. I hope he learns to dance a little better before Prom.
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The real winner of the night was Balthazar though. He was finally getting over Alfred dumping him after he ran into Warren. Warren has been friends with Mother for ages, known Balthazar his whole life, but they hadn’t seen each other in awhile. He doesn’t have much family, so Mother invited him over for the holiday. Sparks flew almost instantly between them and they spent the rest of the night flirting.
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Balthazar: So, is a good looking fairy like you single?
Warren: Oh, you know, it's hard to find anyone that isn't sleeping with your mom. Makes the dating pool kind of small.
Balthazar: I'm not sleeping with my mom!
Warren: ...
Balthazar: ...
Warren: ...
Balthazar: that was, uh, probably assumed. Can we pretend I said something normal instead? I, uh, haven't really flirted very much before.
Warren: Well, I like that you are flirting with me. I get the same way when I try to flirt with cute guys.
Balthazar: Great! How about we go inside and dance before I put my foot in my mouth again.
Warren: Maybe you'll put something else in your mouth tonight.
Warren: ...
Warren: I meant my mouth! Like we might kiss! I wasn't-
Balthazar: You think I'm cute!!
They did eventually manage to make it inside to the rest of the party and spent the evening dancing and flirting up a storm. I think we can finally listen to less depressing music in the studio now!
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I think old age made Carmella soft. She was in her mid/late 80’s when she started messing around with the MacDuff girls I think. And she threw some wishes to flirt and kiss Faith, they had a good time. She then love charms herself and talks to Felicity, so, still pretty normal for Carmella, starts throwing her usual flirty wishes including for the first time ever the wish to date someone! She threw the obligatory ‘wants to get married’ when she had Balthazar, but it was the generic one, not Chester specific. Felicity was the first sim she actually threw a wish to be official with. Sadly, I didn't manage to get screenshots of her asking Felicity out like...minutes after she got out of the igloo with Faith. She really has a weird thing for siblings.