Gentlemen Prefer Ghosts: The First Morning
Story Progression Lesson Learned: When you get a message popup, read it carefully before you dismiss it! I got a note saying something about lifespan lengths being changed and do I want to adjust my blah blah. I didn't catch the blah blah part because I freaked, thinking SP had monkeyed with my Epic lifespan option. I canceled the message and checked the game options. No, everything there was fine. But wait, what had that message said? Something about adjusting blah blah. I alt-tabbed and searched the NRaas FAQ. My best guess was that blah blah might have something to do with the game's speed. I found that setting in SP and lowered it from the default 3 to 1 snail pace.
As for the guys ... Not knowing exactly where to start with EIGHT sims I hardly knew, I just gave them activities to do around the house.
Smoke first. That's right. Keep those bees sedated!
Dancing and archery. Should be safe enough.
Llama Hoodie (later I learned he was Chris) was sent down to inspect a wall in the basement.
Turns out it was a secret door leading to the trash can. Convenient, but nothing to cheer about. Chris was thrilled though, being an Excitable sort of guy with a Good Sense of Humor.
Ok, Chris, calm done. While Goatee Dude makes waffles, why don't you try grilling hot dogs.
Goatee's waffles turned out normal, but Chris' hot dogs were looking a little charred. Then I got a message about a fire on the home lot. Uh oh!
Oh, Chris! And I haven't even had time to get any of you Death Flowers!
All these men and not one of them has the Brave trait! Thank heavens Dark Jacket is a Daredevil. At least he autonomously started putting out the fire--while having a blast doing it.
But now I was also panicking because Dark Jacket (Bradley) was catching on fire! OMG My guys were all going to die!!
Whew! Bradley saved the day. I guess they wouldn't be joining the ghost ladies in the cemetery after all. Red Coat (Aaron) still looked a little frightened though.
Goatee (Jeremy) took it in stride; although Guy couldn't hide his concern. He suggested they get a fire alarm. Good idea.
GQ was really miffed. Being a Genius, he was thinking, "Of all the lamebrain stunts!" Take it easy, Daryl. Everyone makes mistakes!
Before the fire, I'd sent the other two boys (Steven and Trevor) to visit the cemetery. Nothing much was happening there at first, so I had them say Hello to a couple of the girls.
Trevor seemed particularly grieved about the lady's death. Take heart, Trevor. All will end well.
But then the tourists started arriving. I hadn't shut them out yet, and maybe I won't. Who knows when the ghosts will come out to play!
In fact, why don't the rest of you go visit with the tourists too--before you raze your own castle!
I might have to add some recreational items to the crypt since it's the only hot spot in town!
PS. I bought them a fire alarm AND a burglar alarm. ... I also discovered that a newspaper had been delivered. And a green Uni bucket and a time portal were both mysteriously added to the family inventory. No mascot, no flashing lights from the sky, no Weather Stone shaking the earth!
