I'm Bad At Thinking of Chapter Titles
We open with a dying paparazzi. I can't say he'll be missed at the CrumpleSteel house. But all his death seemed to achieve was dropping everyone's action queues so they could go up and watch him die.
Ret then decided that while the Grim Reaper was reaping was an amazing time to age up.
Ret: Not ready...that's a waste of those eggs I bought to egg Mary's new house!
But you'll be able to legally go clubbing.
Ret: Nobody checks ID in Lunar Lakes. Sort my hair out.
Josie also ages up.
Josie: Yay, I can finally join the science career!
All six kids are no longer kids. Wow. There's been so many this gen that I've almost forgotten what it's like to not be able to prank.
We sort Ret's hair out eventually. I quite like her actually. She's really pretty without being generic. Gabrielle's and Daniel's more unique genes have meshed quite well into her face.
I didn't manage to get a close-up of Josie in the mirror. I was playing really fast at this point because the crashing in the file was so bad, and she never did get her clothes made over because of all the lag and crashing. You can see in this screenie how badly she's rendering as well.
Her looks are a lot closer to EA generic, but she's still got a few differences and she's still nice looking.
They graduate. Josie gets voted most likely to have a large family (with Eccentric, Handy, Excitable, Friendly and another trait which definitely isn't family oriented). Ret gets most likely to save the world, which considering her LTW is to make friends and she probably won't go to work is interesting.
Ret: I need food, not you musing on our stupid ribbons!
Josie: Just because I got Valedictorian.
That at least was hardly a surprise.
Ret, babe, you're supposed to be making friends not talking about death.
Seeing as Ethel's work location exploded, she joins the sports career with Iris. Nobody's told her the uniform has changed though.
And Mia James had fainted.
Vamp Sports Star: Look at my teeth.
Gala Ball: Don't mind me.
She was also in the Criminal Hideout Blast.
Iris: I'm so proud of my little sisters for graduating.
Ethel: I can't believe Iris beat me today. I hate her. I'm going to get her.
Sisterly love there, Ethel.
Ethel: Well now she's in my way.
I think the two fainted vamps are in your way more than Iris is.
Iris: Gala! Why are you under my feet?!
Why are you standing over her is possibly a better question.
Ethel: I'm out of here.
Iris: I see the forum!
Mia: Poor Gala, it must be really embarrassing to faint outside the sports stadium.
Leaving the vamp/CrumpleSteel/stadium madness behind...
Ret: Hi there, school friend. You're going to become my 10th best friend.
Iris: Oh my God, I think the sharks are coming for me!
Iris: No, wait, I'm just having a birthday.
Overreacting much.
Iris: Why can't anyone else see the threat?
Mid-life crisis time.
While Iris is busy checking her wrinkles, I can show you her collection of space rocks. That meteor was useful for something after all.
At this point we had career, skill, best friends, building, property, collection, tombstone and age all locked in for her requirements, as well as the honour roll in school stuff. She was waiting on a couple of opps and for Ret to finish getting NPC friends.
Seeing as this is the penultimate update of Iris' generation, here's a bonus shot of Josie's bum on fire.
Josie: Yeah, thanks.
And to add insult to injury, Gala Ball becomes a singed vampire zombie at the full moon. Iris isn't impressed by her work colleagues.
Next time - a wedding (and the right one too).
