01-10. Making It Happen

I forced a burglar to come to the lot to see what the peashooter would do. The burglar was determined to get inside. But everyone came running down when the alarm went off.


Unfortunately, before I could disrupt the burglary and have the peashooter go into action, Hank took matters into his own hands and initiated a fight. Then the police showed up with their usual story about how the thief got away.  I never could get the burglar to interact with the peashooter.


But then, 2-Rad got it into his head to chase down the burglar himself! 


When the burglar got in his car and took off, 2-Rad was in hot pursuit!


He had to finish the last part of the chase on foot, following the burglar into a secluded, wilderness area. You can see the burglar entering an abandoned cabin at the top of the photo here.


2-Rad found Aurora Skies' criminal hideout! It was the first time I'd seen it. But 2-Rad made the wise decision not to go in. Another time 2-Rad...another time.


Meanwhile, being disappointed with my peashooter failure, I decided to see what the option Attack the Peashooter would do. Beth was my "volunteer." And what she volunteered for turned out to be becoming a zombie who gets hit with peas! 


Beth never got a chance to attack the peashooter. The peashooter was too quick for her, which really seemed to make her mad!


It ended as do all my peashooter battles: with Beth being cured and falling asleep. But I got to see the moodlets the peashooter gives. Now, don't worry, Beth. I'll never make you eat brains again! 


The first thing that morning, Hank got his computer out before I could send him off on his case. Nice try, buddy.


At my insistence, Hank again tried to dust for fingerprints at the house he'd broken into before. This time, the household was at home and he was invited in. But instead of Hank actually getting into the house, everyone ran outside to him, demanding his attention. Even the kitten Honey tried to get to him.


Hank didn't seem too thrilled with the jokes, the ghost story, or the rant.  And he never got to dust for prints either! I sent him home--again.


I remembered that Hank had wanted to work on his martial arts skills. He was only at level 2. So I did some slight upgrades at the local gym, which is really close to the house. I added two simfu dummy trainers and a couple of board breakers.


I also added chin up bars, dance bars, and a stereo.


The snack area got upgraded a little too.


I put rocking chairs in the baths. Not too visible here because I got distracted and took this pic instead. It looks like the guy doing chin-ups is watching the other guy take a shower. Trust me...there IS a wall between them! 


Hank leveled up his martial arts skill to 4. Something to cheer about.


While Beth was at home completing her next best seller, I decided to have more fun with poor Hank. I sent him to the Gypsy Park. He was wondering what he was suppose to do there. Well let's see...


How about collecting some of those spiders? (They were all over the park.) Hank caught two of the beasties before the third one bit him. Ouch!


I then had him try a jelly bean. It gave him a warm feeling inside. A nice moodlet. (BTW, I use a mod that prevents jelly bean deaths.)


Now this decision was all Hank's. I was hoping to see a townie Eat Cake, but Hank got there first.


You should have stuck with the spiders, Hank! Yuck. 
(And again, I use a mod that makes the cow plant always spit sims out--no deaths.)


All cleaned up now? ...One more stop before going home to Beth.


Around 10:00 pm, I sent Hank back once more to that house to dust for prints. He knocked on the door, but the lady wouldn't let him in. It was her bedtime. Well, too bad, lady! We need those fingerprints!  I made Hank knock on the door again and this time, she allowed him to come inside. So Hank finally got his prints!


Another semester ended that night, and both bots did super. Grades of A.
2-Rad needs 18 more semester hours to graduate.


Zipha graduated with a Science and Medicine degree! My first sim to graduate by taking classes. My other sims with degrees were either given degrees by the game (premades) or I gave them honorary degrees with lifetime points.

Zipha is also my first sim to graduate from a home world campus and my first plumbot to graduate. She also earned me a Scientific Sim achievement badge for having a sim receive a Science and Medicine degree. Yay, Zipha!! A true Plumbot Pioneer!! 

01-09. Failed Investigation and Other Outtakes

Just a short play in Aurora Skies again.
First of all, I think I messed up one of Hank's investigations. He was suppose to check fingerprints in a house where a theft allegedly took place. No one was home and I only got the option to break in. Hmm.

Hank: I'm not feeling so good about this break in thing. Got a hunch I shouldn't be doing this.
Me: Well, you can't dust for prints if you don't get in. Hurry it up and knock off the whining!
Hank: I should go home!
(He kept putting Go Home in his queue the whole time we were doing this. I kept cancelling it.)
Me: Stop being a ninny! I'll keep a look out. Don't worry.
(But I was getting nervous...kept zooming out to check the sidewalks.)

Hank: The kitten saw me!
Me: What? You think the cat's going to squeal?
Hank: She might!
Me: The magnifying glass says to take something for evidence.
Hank: That can't be right! I'm telling you, I should get the heck out of here!

Me: Take something!
Hank: Hey! I'm no Klepto.
Me: It's easy. You can return it later for good karma.
Hank: ...(Looks nervously around) ...I got a lamp! Let's go now.
Me: It still says to take evidence. Get something else.
Hank: But I'm suppose to be dusting for prints.
Me: Well, I've looked all around and I don't see any place to do that! Take something else!
Hank: Grrr...Here's a picture. ...You satisfied?
Me: Huh. It still says to take something ...
Hank: NO! That's it!

(Hank grabbed those two items for "evidence." And I'm starting to agree with Hank. This isn't going to plan.)
Me: I think you're right. You should leave. We'll come back to check for prints when someone's home to let you in.
Hank: I TOLD you! You don't investigate a theft by stealing stuff! I'm out of here!
(But then the cat kept breaking Hank's Go Home action to sniff and mark him.)
Me: Make nice with the cat, Hank. You never know. Maybe she WILL squeal...uh, meow.
Hank: Here, kitty kitty...nice little Honey Cat. You wouldn't tell on a good guy like me, would you?
Honey: Meeooww!!

I finally got Hank home without an issue and he returned the lamp and picture first thing. Next up. A forced visit from a paparazzi. I wanted to check out what the peashooter would do to one.

Hank: You're in kind of a criminal mood today. I think you've spent too much time with that mobster household!
Me: Not so! I haven't worked with Clyde and Roy in a long time.
Hank: Well, just remember who you're working with now. Beth would not be happy if she found out I stole stuff today!

I used NRaas to select a paparazzi sim and have him visit. When he got on the lot, there was still only the one Attack option on the peashooter for zombies. But it pulled up a list of sims on the lot. I chose the newshound, of course. He headed straight into peashooter attack range. And he looked happy to be chosen. 

The guy automatically turned into a zombie!

And the peashooter kept throwing peas at him until he dropped to the ground. He slept for two seconds, then got up cured.

He then left immediately, forgetting all about his visit. And he didn't look so happy anymore.

Me: Ok, Hank. I'm going to be a nice Player now. Why don't you take Beth up in the balloon. You two haven't tried all its special options yet.
Hank: You mean...
Me: Yah.
Hank: BETH!! Come for a ride with me!

They hid under the blanket while the fuel fired and hearts flew!

The two were very pleased with themselves--and with the balloon.
Hank: I like this balloon.
Me: Yah, well...we kind of stole it too, from the park.
Beth: Borrowed it. We just borrowed the balloon. It will be returned soon.
Hank: For good karma.
Me: Riiight.

Beth was invited to a party, so they took the balloon to get there.
Beth: Hank! I think we're stuck in the trees!
Hank: Hang on to the basket, hon. I'll just rock us loose. (shakes the balloon ropes vigorously)
Beth: Haaannk!

They were greeted by the loud wails of a hungry toddler sitting in the snow without a snowsuit. No telling how long she'd been there.
Hank: Good lord! What is that ghastly noise?
Beth: Ahh, poor little thing!

Beth automatically changed the little girl into warmer clothes, but I told her to take the toddler inside.

The little girl's father was dancing with Not-The-Mama. I don't know where The Mama was, maybe working. And it turns out there were two toddlers. A little boy was inside. A brother.

Beth: Here sweetie.

Beth spent most of the party taking care of the neglected toddlers. Hank talked with Gunnar of Hot Dog fame. He didn't have any options to help with the kids.

Once the kids were fed, Beth changed a dirty diaper while the dad danced on. Then she put them to bed because they started crying from being tired. The toddlers fell right asleep. As Beth headed back downstairs, she got a wish to propose marriage to Hank! Does she know he has a wish to propose to her too?

Beth and Hank managed to get in one dance, then it was time to go. But as they left, I noticed the wild horses were in an empty lot across the street. And they too had hunger thoughts. So I used household funds to build and buy on the lot.

I placed some pet items because I don't think I'd done that yet in this world. I usually have something out for strays and neglected townie pets. And the Northern Lights were up. It was actually Spring, but it had snowed again, still looked like Winter.

I think the horses liked the improved lot. It was time to call it a day.

Hank and Beth took the balloon home, ate a late night snack, and fell into bed.
Beth: Do you like children, Hank?
Hank: Mmm. I guess. Never been around any really.
Beth: I grew up with an imaginary friend who was a sister to me. And I had two younger sisters too. Twins. And Mom and Dad now have a little boy, an alien. ...I like kids.
Hank: Uh. Ok. ...??

01-08. Random Aurora

One of the bots found another professor gnome in a book. Here are Professors Bimble, Bumble, Blimey, and Biff. Plus Casey and The Kid.

On campus, 2-Rad builds more brain circuits for class.

And Jakob is still avoiding home. I hope his wife doesn't mind taking care of their kids 24/7 while he enjoys himself around town!

This cat's name is Turbo. Appropriate. Turbo the Terrible! And no, he doesn't belong to my sims. My cats would never scratch the furniture! HA!

Beth finally finished her painting. It was the first thing she chose to do when she woke up.

Hank wanted to do martial arts, but I didn't have a training dummy in the house, so I made him do chin ups.

For his case today, Hank had to dust for fingerprints at the art museum.

I tried to send these two out to build a snowman together, but got the message the ground wasn't level. Whatever. I caught them smooching instead.

Soon after that, Hank got a wish to propose marriage to Beth. I locked that in place for a future event. But I found them dreaming about each other that night, so maybe a wedding won't be too far away.

Zipha and 2-Rad had a busy day at campus. I had them end the night at the Bot Cottage watching the cooking channel together.

In all my worlds, I use NRaas Register to limit the number of wild horses. In a few cases, the reduction left some poor little foal without a mama. The game just got rid of the mother horse and left a nursing foal! When I found that out, I started checking all my wild horse populations. If I find a foal by itself, I use NRaas to give the little horse another mother. Otherwise, the foal suffers from the Missing Mother moodlet. Too sad. Here, the new mama and adopted foal are nuzzling while the spare male horse snoozes. All are contented.