#hood: bbeach

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this is so stupid. four babies. four brown-haired, brown-eyed babies. who asked for this??

just one more baby and the ritual could be completed. a shame.

ah well, happy whatever to bethan, marcel, theo, and seren.

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hester: i wonder if mom will put my cousins in her post-apocalyptic zombie cat lady book.*sigh* i sure do wish i could have met them, but i guess reading about their fictional adventures in a dystopian parallel universe would be fun too.

snoopy: their fictional adventures? i was under the impression that i was the star of the show.

hester: don't you think you're getting a little too big for your britches? mom hasn't even finished the book yet.

snoopy: and she never will if you insist on her adding irrelevant side characters that distract from my story.

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anji: what is that awful death rattle noise disturbing my slumber?

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anji: it sure is nice out today.

hsin: yes, it's a nice day to die

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the vibes here are honestly atrocious. i need to quit without saving.

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faith does seem to be in a happier mood that evening, regaling everyone about the wonders of working and not sitting on your butt crying all day.

constance: but it's not really useful work you're doing, is it? it's not like you can make any money off of gnome figurines. shouldn't that be something you care about as a fortune sim?

faith: b-but phineas said--

constance: now if you were out there crafting voodoo dolls that would be impressive! and useful too, for torturing one's enemies and--

faith: i'm suddenly feeling up for another depression nap.

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zelda also stuck around although i didn't notice for some time since she decided to be invisible for a couple of hours. she's sooo quirky.

much better.

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after that completely inappropriate interruption, we can finally give a proper welcome to odette and roth.

everyone is naturally very excited to welcome the newest additions to the dinkley family.

speaking of family...

yeahhh. so as it turns out, the father of the twins is not our dear dancey yancy but jack gravely, one of briny beach's most prolific baby makers and my mortal enemy. this is my reward for making josie controllable during their last encounter.

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there he is-- little jiminy, presumably named after one of phineas' magical ancestors or acquaintances.

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the rotation is almost over you guys. you can chill.

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and so faith embarks on her most honorable purpose, lovingly carving the memory of johnny into wood so that all may know of the wonderful little gnome who smiled too brightly for this cruel, cruel world.

phineas: i know you're smiling down on us now, dear friend.

assuming that it was the aliens that got him, that would make sense.

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faith: ...uhhhh gnomes?

phineas: yes. but not just any gnome.

phineas: johnny was my dear friend, taken from me far too soon by forces more nefarious than a mortal such as yourself can ever comprehend. over the years, i've learned to make peace with the loss by collecting and creating art that remind me of his smile, his verve, and his boundless lust for life.

faith, please wait until after phineas is done reminiscing to steal his precious memories.

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getting closer... and sleepier...

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christian sticks around after the party ends to chit chat with faith's potato plant (good sign) and flirt (even better sign).

faith: i'm really happy to be your friend christian *thumbs up*

christian: i love you.

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anyways the game says i did a good job so there.