Friday, February 27, 2015

The Littlest Witch

My first memory is of an invisible hand taking my bear from me.

We only have one, after all.

I don't know why, there's a lot of things I don't know.

...

I guess I should start by telling you who I am.

My name is Blake.

I like to paint. Mom made sure I got all the paints I could ever want.

She's dead now. Nobody will tell me why.

But it's okay. I can still hear her voice, if I listen. So I'm not sad anymore. I was, for a long time, but now I'm not.

I still get my paints, and everybody else does ... the stuff that everybody else does. I don't pay much attention. Pretty much they just play chess or work out. There's not a lot to do around here until you're old enough and They tell you what to do.

They're bad people, Mom says. We're going to kill them all.

One day. But not today, because I'm still little and nobody is ready.

Mom says I'm special. I'm important. I'm supposed to help the old people remember who they were. Help them remember that there was a time before the Coven.

She says we need old people.


So then we move on to our heir.

It was a few dicey days with no teens and no controllable grown-ups about, but rotten food and begging for food saw us through - barely.

I'll be honest. I've never done anything with a male heir before - I find the concept of having to move in a prospective baby-momma to be frustrating, since - for example this generation - you can't guarantee your luck in love.

It wasn't very long before Amanthea made her LTW of Renaissance Sim - while being an elder. I was able to purchase two "Inheritance" rewards, setting the family in the black for the foreseeable future.

Then I starved her to death. Can't be anything but practical during the end of the world, after all. One less mouth to feed, nobody scolding the teens - good for everyone, with a measly two-day debuff for the mourning.

I'm shooting for Artist on Blake, since he rolled into Artistic and that makes it ridiculously easy to complete, especially with Business cleared.

Two adults in the household and three teens, now, here's hoping for good jobs.

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