@ZhakiraP B002 is a very good boy! I have found that children and teens will empty potties autonomously if the parents are busy even if they don't have the neat trait. I wish real life kids were as good
The triplets are adorable as children
Triplets again! Good Lord! I would be cringing in a corner!
LOL Captain Moon Base! At least he tried to put the fire out
Well, I bet Lester didn't see that coming!
Is Anastasia grumpy? Another cute batch of children
I hate pregnancies where they throw up constantly! Most of mine just throw up once but I have some who are sick the whole time!
Nearly an elder? I bet Chase will be happy to finally hang up her womb
What a good big brother! Good thing he had noticed the babies had aged up
B007-B009 look great as teens
More triplets! Abigail is a lovely name for the heir
I hope Minty lasts a bit longer!
The last set are cute as toddlers
Oooooh I like Anakin as a YA!
Alaric looks very different without his super hero custume!
Chase is sooooo cute as an elder
Noooooo! Not Minty
What a lovely lot of diverse looking kids
Awesome family photo
Abigail Bayless B018 favorite color: red (Extra traits mod)Traits: Insane, evil, loves the outdoors, easily impressed, virtuoso, loner and artistic
Prelude
Chase takes a walk over to the radiotower, determined to repair the main computer now that she finally has the time and the energy.
The speciemen she met seem not to know why they are at the moon base, and they seem not worried about how to get back home. They have their reasons, she supposes, but the mission is clear. 100 babies, and after that her family will go home. If she can get the computer working.
She got them into this mess, and she will get them out!
The computer is much more complicated than the electronics around the house, and Chase just doesn´t have the skill to repair it.
She walks home in the rain, wondering how she will ever be able to tell Abigail the truth. So far all Abigail knows is that something happened on the home planet, and that Chase was sent to the moon base with a mission to help repopulate the home planet when the time is right. So far she hasn´t asked how they will know when the time is right.
Right outside of the dome Chase met Peter, a wandering specimen as it turns out.
Chase tells him about the broken computer and how she hasn´t been able to repair it. Perhaps he can help.
Peter seem very sad about it, he can´t help unfortunately, and as he shrugs and walks off Chase doubts he understood the predicament they are in.
Abigail is still a few days off from becoming a young adult, and is not yet ready to begin the babymaking. Yet Chase decides there is no time like the present to fill Abigail in on her mission.
"Perhaps if you have 10 children, or 15 at the most, it will be sufficient".
"That´s insane, mother, I can´t have that many children, and who will I even have them with?!"
Chase sat up straight as it dawned on her; will there even be enough specimens?!
"I met this lovely young man today, his name is Peter, and I will invite him over once you grow up". Smooth.
"I probably don´t need to tell her about the computer just yet."
"But whyyyy am I having kids again, mother?!"
"I know you had a lot of children, mother, it just seem so strange..." Yes, it seems a bit strange now that you think about it, doesn´t it.
"This is our home and our mission, Abigail, we need to have 100 babies. To repopulate the home planet.
@ZhakiraP Oh dear! I hope that Chase gets that computer fixed or all those kids will be for naught! Although, not really, since Chase got a bunch of beautiful kids to keep her company
Abigail seems to have got Chase thinking about how odd their mission is
But she seems to have taken the news well!
Peter looks like a nice first specimen
Day 1
Anakin comes over to visit, in an uncharacteristically bad mood. Usually in the presence of Arya, he is all about unicorns and rainbows.
Arya leaves him to his ranting and decides to repair the broken dishwasher.
That didn´t turn out well.
"Please don´t I´ll never touch that thing again!"
Abigail is having her YA birthday!
Mother always comes through. Peter is invited and put to good use.
Chase needs a new hobby now that her babymaking days are over.
It was expensive
Day 2
Peter came for another visit.
Abigail is having a late dinner while Minty keeps her company.
Day 3
Arya came for an early morning visit in the loo.
Not feeling well
Abigail is spending the rest of the day indoors painting and listening to kids music.
While Chase is pursuing her new hobbie
Pregnant!
That night Chase stayed up late thanks to an invigorating elixir, cooking cheesesteak for the pregnant lady
Day 4
Abigail is starting her day off by sating cheesesteak cravings.
Next, she wanted to learn how to cook and write, all while listening to kids music
Day 5
Yooohooo, insane pregnant woman over here!
"Darn cloudy weather, those lights cost money!" Uh, you don´t get bills, ever...
"There is a bloody baby coming!"
Uh, oh, hold it in, wait! No, push! No, darn it, wait! I CAN´T REMEMBER!
B019 Bellatrix Bayless
B020 Beatrice Bayless (What?! She´s right there in the corner!)
B021 Bronze Bayless, because he finished third!
Day 6
The babies got only one day before aging them up to toddlers.
Once again there are triplet toddlers in the house
Day 7
Starting bright and early taking care of the toddlers
Leaving the toddlers in Chase´s competent hands...
While going specimen hunting at the club
"Get ready for a bumpy ride!"
"I´ve just had triplets, It doesn´t get much bumpier than that."
"I´ll phone you."
On the way out Abigail ran into Arlo 007.
Arriving home in the wee hours of the morning. "Mother, I´m hoooome!"
@ZhakiraP Oh dear! I hope that Chase gets that computer fixed or all those kids will be for naught! Although, not really, since Chase got a bunch of beautiful kids to keep her company
Abigail seems to have got Chase thinking about how odd their mission is
But she seems to have taken the news well!
Peter looks like a nice first specimen
They´ll be swimming in family after a couple more generations
The biggest challenge is too supply the moon base with interesting specimens. Chases genetics is to good to be mixed with pudding
@ZhakiraP Oh no! Arya died!
Chase didn't waste any time getting Peter over for Abigail!
My sims always roll wishes to grow money trees when I spend their money! LOL
At least Arya can visit as a ghost
Chase looks like she is enjoying her new hobby
Mine often crave cheesesteak!
Congrats on the birth of Bellatrix, Beatrice and Bronze - love the reasoning for his name
They are adorable toddlers!
It's good Chase is there to help
That's one handsome specimen!
Abigail Bayless, the reluctant heiress to Chase Bayless mission to save simkind by populating the moon, is done. She has had 15 children. No contact has been made with the home planet, and aliens have started to visit more often. Abigail is concerned.
Abigail Bayless had a birthday the day after most of her children move out. All that remained where 3 teenagers, a boy and two girls, one of which she would choose to become her heir and explain the situation to.
The very next night the son, Benton, went out to investigate a mysterious light.
Abigail heard him screaming and ran outside just in time to see her youngest son being sucked into a spaceship.
Benton knew nothing more until he woke up in a strange bed in a strange room.
He vaguely remembered the abduction and his mother screaming, his head thick and his thoughts muddled. He got up and got dressed. When he was pondering which door to try and escape through, an alien stepped inside. A yellow alien.
It was a teen, like him, a boy.
Follow me, the alien boy said.
Wait! It turned towards Benton when he spoke, its unfathomable black eyes looking into his. Where am I, asked Benton.
You are in my home, at my home planet Bellatrix. I am Ciceron. The alien said with a soft voice. He is no older than me, Benton thought.
Was it you who kidnapped me?! Benton asked.
I did, and I am sorry. The alien confessed, surprising Benton.
You can take me back home then, to the Moon Base!
I can´t, not now. Mother would never let me take the spaceship. I´m not supposed to use it. She would be very angry.
Now listen very carefully...
You will get your yellow a** back into that spaceship and fly me home!
You have a very colorful language and you can be quite forceful, not at all weak like mother says humans are. I would like to learn from you.
I´m sure we will find a way to get you home eventually! Benton was speachless.
In the evening, the same day.
Where are you stupid girl, the food replicator soaked me again!
There you are! Worthless servant!
Befriending the servants are you son?! You will go now Ciceron, is that clear?!
You will keep your unpure hands of my son, not even a half blood, more human than Bellatrixian!
Mother! Shrieked the young alien, but his mother ignored him.
Ciceron couldn´t hold it in anymore. The terror had been too much.
Pathetic. His mother said. Melonia, the servant girl, merely winced.
If I catch you with that human again... Cicerons mother said menacingly as she approached him.
Or any human... she continued. Ciceron smiled sheepishly.
You will marry a fullblooded Bellatrixian, of that you can be sure.
Ciceron knew that. He had always known that. His mother was the leader of Bellatrix, the alien home planet, and as her son he had an obligation to marry a Bellatrixian and carry on the bloodline.
Go take a shower, his mother hissed, you reek!
Yes mother. He said, like so many times before.
And you will stay away from my son or I will have you put up for auction!
Yes madam.
Go stand by the window and think about what you have done, you miserable girl.
You will stand there all night.
At the same time Benton was out in his underwear, escaping on a hoover board he had found in the house.
He felt the urge to investigate that mysterious light...
Hello! Can you bring me to the Moon base please?!
As the light got hold of him, starting to lift him off the ground he suddenly knew he did not want to enter this space ship.
I changed my mind, put me down!
Ciceron teleported out, alerted by the screaming, just as the ship took off.
They had taken his human!
In a garage somewhere on the planet Bellatrix, two green skinned pollination technicians parked their airships efficiently and without much sound. The street outside was quiet and undisturbed. One of the pollinations technicians, large and young looking, carried a limp form out from the aircraft. The creature in his arms did not stir. The expression on the green tinted face showed resentment. Gehl´den Tov could not stand humans. Undeveloped, scrawny and fragile, not to mention witless. The unconscious boy in his arms was no different. He had not even tried to escape Gehl´den Tov´s beam, not until he was well up in the air. Senseless animal.
“Put him in with the other boy”, suggested Di´hyb who had also emerged from his ship. “He won´t get in the way”.
“Welcome back fellows, I see your evening out went well”, called a third green skin from inside another ship docked in the garage. Xi´men´toh was always working on his ship, the eldest and the most experienced pollination technician of the three.
“We had a bit of an accident”, Di´hyb answered, “we need to talk”. He hurried after Gehl´den Tov, confident the leader would follow.
The boy was unceremoniously dropped on the plush carpet in a rectangular bedroom in the back of the house. Gehl´den Tov felt relief when carefully setting the creature down.
“It´s breathing”, he assured the others. The human seemed lifeless, but his chest rose and fell, almost imperceptibly.
The three spacemen stood gathered around the human, observing him with a curious mix of concern and voracity in their unfathomable black eyes.
“Where did he come from?” asked Xi´men´toh, looking down at the sleeping boy.
“Gehl´den Tov, it was you who discovered him”, stated Di´hyb.
Gehl´den Tov lifted his gaze from the scrawny human on the floor and nodded.
“He came out of the mansion. I watched him sneak out. At first, I meant to leave him be, but then I observed him. That´s when he noticed my search light and I think he was yelling something. Unintelligible noises of course, but by then I was beginning to worry about someone inside of the house hearing him” he shivered. The others nodded solemnly.
“They didn´t see us”, Di´hyb said.
Xi´men´toh thought about that for a moment.
“Is she dealing with the grey?” He mused.
Di´hyb crinkled his nose. “I know the grey ones are always sniffing about. Could they have taken him for her? But where did he come from? He doesn´t look Oasis Landing to me”.
“No”, Xi´men´toh said in a thoughtful voice. “But I feel like I have seen him somewhere before”. His face became unreadable yet again. “We need to find out how he got to Bellatrix, who brought him here. Asking her is out of the question. If he is hers she will have us executed for stealing her property, shady business or not.
“How do we gain information on this whelp”, Xi´men´toh asked.
“We ask the son”, said Di´hyb.
“We have to be careful, if the human is indeed hers, we have stolen him. Will the boy be able to keep quiet about this?” said Xi´men´toh.
“Ciceron?!” Scoffed Gehl´den Tov,” He is afraid of his own shadow. He wouldn´t dare be the one to bring her such bad news, she might just behead the messenger”.
Xi´men´toh nodded in agreement.
“Find out what the boy knows of the human, who he belongs to”.
Gehl´den Tov had picked the boy up and carried him over to the bunk bed, placing him on the bottom bunk. He made a disgusted sound before following Di´hyb through the door into the living room.
“He even smells primitive”, Gehl´den Tov sneered.
“That´s sweat”, Di´hyb said softly, amusement in his voice. “Perspiration, you know, glands and biology. You´ve know about this since pre-school”.
“I know, I know, muttered Gehl´den Tov, “humans are nasty”.
Di´hyb was the one who flew his ship to the mansion where their leader lived with her son and servants. Cautionsly he watched the mansion from a distance until he saw her leaving, most likely to tend to official business concerning Bellatrix.
Di´hyb did not have to wait long for Ciceron to show up. He walked up to the frantically waving pollination technician with a curious look on his face. Di´hyb told him they needed to speak with him about something and he mustn´t tell his mother. Ciceron didn´t even ask what about, he simply climbed into Di´hybs´ ship.
First the pollination technicians asked Ciceron about the servants over at the mansion. Ciceron looked puzzled but told them about the few servants they had.
“No human boy?” asked Di´hyb innocently.
Ciceron seemed not to know what to respond to that.
“What about a human boy?” he said finally.
“The stinking human running around outside of your mansion!” Gehl´den Tov hissed.
“If there was a human boy outside of your mansion, where would the human have come from?” Asked Xi´men´toh, cutting of Gehl´den Tov. Ciceron looked confused. But Xi´men´toh could also see guilt in his face.
“I… I don’t know…” Ciceron said weakly.
Di´hyb gave him a friendly smile.
“Maybe your mother obtained a new servant lately?” he suggested. The boy noticeably shifted in his seat, obviously uncomfortable. Di´hyb noticed his ears were twitching.
Di´hyb exchanged a look with Xi´men´toh. Ciceron knew something about the human boy.
Benton was awoken from his sleep by voices. Unknown, incomprehensible voices. He wanted to go right back to sleep, but they keep dragging him into the real world. The dreams fled, and he was starting to come to.
Unable to ignore them any longer he sat up, confused and fuzzy. Where was he? Yet again in a strange place. The lights, being pulled up into the air, the fright, it came back to him. He couldn´t remember what happened after that. He had been abducted again. His head felt bloated and hurt slightly.
He could still hear the voices. It seemed they came from outside of that door. He couldn´t make out words.
Almost in a daze Benton got up and walked towards the door.
It was a living room, strangely familiar and at the same time unfamiliar. He was looking at aliens. Four of them. Three green skinned giants and a yellow… hey! Wasn’t that…
… Ciceron?! It must be. They were still talking, but the words were unfamiliar. Alien. He shook his head trying to clear his thoughts. But he had understood Ciceron last time he met him.
One of the large green skins talked, his voice dark and menacing. Benton shivered. His gaze fell on the back of Cicerons head again. He had been nice. Strange, but nice.
Benton wasn´t aware, but he had made a sound, a soft wince, and suddenly they turned towards him. Two of them were stalking towards him. Predators, flew through his mind. And that was what they were. Ciceron was still yapping away, unaware of the drama unfolding behind his back.
Benton was sure this was it. The end. They would kill him.
The frightening angry one reached him first and grabbed him, twisting his hands behind his back, muttering in it´s strange language.
When he was secured, the alien turned him towards the others and spoke to them. Benton wasn´t convinced they wouldn´t kill him. Perhaps the big green fellow was just asking them how he should do it. They probably had some very creative ideas.
What really happened was, that Gehl´den Tov was telling Ciceron how he came across the boy, since there was no use pretending they didn´t have him.
Ciceron turned towards Di´hyb with an accusing finger.
“You stole my human!” He hissed. “He is mine, I took him and brought him here, and you have no right…”
“You took him?” Gehl´den Tov´s voice was soft. “You abducted him from a human world?”
“Aren´t only pollination technicians allowed to travel to the human worlds to pollinate, and then only to return to collect the offspring…” said Gehl´den Tov pointedly. He raised an eyebrow, “This one is too young to be pollinated”, added Xi´men´toh, “it wouldn´t take”.
“You are no pollination technician!” Exclaimed Di´hyb. “You are the son of our leader, and you will be a politician. You have no business abducting humans!”
“I know but…” started Ciceron defensively, backing up a step just to be safe. Di´hyb payed no attention. “And to bring him here! What are you, one of the grey ones now?!”
Ciceron shook his head energetically.
“I only… I was going to bring him back!”
Ciceron was placed in a chair. Ciceron was in tears. He knew they had no right to treat him like this, he was of a much higher caste then they were, being the leaders son and a yellow skin, they were merely technicians, but he didn´t dare to argue with them anymore. He stole a quick glance at the human boy caught between two of the big brutes, and Ciceron felt a tinge of guilt. He had gotten the human boy into this. If he could he must help him get out of it.
Xi´men´toh turned his head and glanced at Ciceron. “We will clean up your mess, and you will not speak of this to your mother. You might even have a chance to get the human back, if you do what we say”.
Ciceron stifled a sob. He nodded, squeezing his eyes shut.
“I will do whatever you say!”
“Are you absolutely certain your mother has no knowledge of this boy?!” asked Di´hyb behind him. Ciceron nodded.
“Yes!”
Xi´men´toh turned to the boy.
“We will wipe his memory”. He said in a flat tone. “Not all of it, but he will have no recollection of coming to Bellatrix, or meeting any of us. He might remember his home, but it is not at all certain. I will try to leave the memory of who he is, and of his past. But it all depends on if he wants to remember. Sometimes the mind wants to forget”.
Xi´men´toh backed up a few steps and started the process of erasing memories. He didn´t stop until he was sure he had erased everything about Bellatrix. He did not know what else he had taken, the boys mind had been befuddled, fuzzy. He could only hope he had left the boy with a few pieces of himself.
Di´hyb led the nearly unconscious boy back into the bedroom, and helped him climb into bed. As soon as the shaggy head touched the pillow, he was sleeping. Di´hyb stood for a moment, watching the boy wondering what it was like to be human.
When Di´hyb returned to the living room everyone was waiting for him. He nodded to his fellow technicians, telling them the boy was a sleep.
“If your mother has any knowledge of this boy, or that he was once in your home, we are all dead”. Di´hyb told Ciceron. “Do you want the human back?”
Ciceron nodded.
“I do! I owe it to him to help him get home, after he helps me with something. I swear to you!”
Di´hyb was silent. Then he nodded in return.
“Remember, when we show up with the boy you cannot let anyone suspect you already know about him. He will be from Oasis Landing, just another stray we picked up”.
“Stray?” Ciceron said, in a weak voice, “as in abducted from his home?” He swallowed. Di´hyb´s eyes widened. He barked out a short laugh.
“No! Stray, as in homeless. There are young people in Oasis Landing who doesn´t have a home. The city is getting a bit crowded and they are starving. It happens sometimes that they rather come here and work, than starve. We have another boy in there just like that.
“You may leave”. He told Ciceron. “But remember, not a word to your mother, and you might just see the human again”.
Ciceron got up and took of running, without a second thought. The three pollination technicians stood in silence until he was out the door.
“What do we do now?!” Xi´men´toh muttered, rubbing an aching spot above his temple.
“We make the boy look Oasis Landing”. Said Gehl´den Tov.
Di´hyb had poured well needed drinks.
“So,” he concluded, “It´s time to go shopping in Oasis Landing?”
@ZhakiraP Totally enthralled with the story. I want to know why Ciceron abducted Benton in the first place and what he needs him for. I will be following to find out!
@ZhakiraP Abigail did well! What a lovely group of kids
Abigail is a really cute elder
Abigail's face on seeing her son being abducted!
And what a cute yellow alien he is!
Awwww and he feels remorse for the abduction
Poor Ciceron is obviously fonder of humans than his mother
LOL at Benton making his escape!
Oh dear! I bet the next alien he meets won't be as nice as Ciceron!
Love Ciceron's skin!
What an adventure Benton has gone through and what a pity he won't remember it - or will he?
I suspect we haven't seen the last of Ciceron.
Bryce noticed immediately when the boy with the shaggy red hair was starting to come to. He walked over to the bed and watched the boy slowly starting to sit up, blinking, obviously confused. The narrow blue eyes were only open in tiny slits, as if hurt by the florescent light in the ceiling.
“Finally awake!” Bryce said, in a quiet voice, so not to startle the boy. He smiled encouragingly as the boy threw his legs over the side of the bed, sitting up. The blue eyes were peculiarly vacant.
“Who are you?” the boy whispered hoarsely, making a face from the pain it cost him to speak, even in a whisper.
“Bryce”, Bryce told him. “I´m from Oasis Landing, who are you?”
The boy looked confused about that, his eyes stared vacantly into thin air.
Just as Bryce was about to ask if he was ok, the boy spoke, slowly and quietly.
“I… don´t know…” he whispered.
“You don´t know where you are from?” Bryce asked incredulously. The boy shook his head and rested his face in his hands. He was breathing rapidly, his hands shaking a little bit.
“I don´t even know who I am…” he whispered into his hands. “My head hurts”, he complained, rubbing his forehead with his fingertips. His stomach rumbled.
“You´ve only been here since last night”, Bryce informed him, “and I think maybe they did something to your memory. They had a visitor and they were terribly angry”.
They boy didn´t answer, his chest was rising and falling quickly, and Bryce could hear his shallow breaths. It sounded as if he was beginning to hyperventilate.
“Hey”, said Bryce, sitting down on the bed next to him, “If they took your memory, I think maybe you´ve been through things they don´t think you should remember. But you are safe now, no one will hurt you here”.
The boy raised his head and his watery blue gaze caught Bryce´s face.
“Who are they?” He asked weakly.
Bryce met his gaze, remembering the boy didn´t know anything.
“Pollination technicians”, he said, “they are scientists, you sure you don’t remember hearing about them?”
The boy looked puzzled. He rubbed his neck.
“I do know about pollination technicians”, he whispered. “I think I know about a lot of things, just not who I am or where I am from. I don´t even know if I have family”.
“Why would pollination technicians take away my memories?” The boy asked, looking questioningly at Bryce.
Bryce shrugged.
“They had me locked in the bathroom, I didn´t hear much”, Bryce said, “Di´hyb let me out of the bathroom and you were unconscious on the bed".
“There´s two of them?” The boy asked. Bryce shook his head no.
“Three. Gehl´den Tov is the youngest, he just came of age and joined the group. Xi´men´toh is the eldest, he´s the leader. They work over at the Science Center, doing research. That´s where they are now”, Bryce explained.
Bryce got up.
“Let´s go get something to eat in the kitchen, I can hear your stomach growling”.
The boy moaned in his hands, rubbing his forehead.
“Ok”, he whispered, hunger taking precedence over fear.
Bryce ordered a big plate of spaghetti from the food synthesizer, placing a serving in front of the boy who immediately attacked the food with his fork. He ate without uttering a word, the only sounds his energetic chewing and swallowing sounds as he cleared the way for a new bite.
Bryce cleaned up in the kitchen after eating and giving the boy another plate of food.
As Bryce put the leftovers away he told the boy a bit about Oasis Landing, the hard life there for a young boy with no home.
“Maybe that´s where you are from”, he said, “you seem like you haven´t eaten in days”.
“I don´t know”. The boy said again, looking a bit bewildered. Bryce understood that the questions were too confusing for someone who still hadn´t wrapped his head around being abducted and stripped of his memories. “All I can remember is a Moon”, he frowned, “I don´t know why”.
“You need a name”. Bryce said. “And if you remember a moon, perhaps that is your name; Moon?”
“Moon”, the boy seemed to be tasting the name. He seemed to zone out for a few moments, then he nodded dreamily. “Maybe”. He whispered.
@ZhakiraP I liked your latest update with Bryce befriending Benton. Benton doesn't even remember who he is, let alone his abduction! And I see that the aliens haven't released him to the streets of Oasis Landing, but are keeping him as if he were homeless with nowhere else to go. ...And now Benton's mother has died. So sad.
@lanlyn Thank you, no he hasn´t been thrown out just yet
@Mikezumi I wonder if there will be anyone left at the Moon Base if he returns, I don´t know if anything but aging works in the connected worlds when using traveler mod.
@ZhakiraP Bummer that she passed away, but guess it was time.
You can turn aging off in the connected worlds. I do, as I prefer to handle my other sims aging that I leave behind. And I don't want babies born if I am not there to see it happen! hehe Don't care about the townies but it is all or none. Use the ageless foreign sims that is under traveler at town hall or basecamp and set the towns you want as ageless. I don't allow aging in the towns I have sims that I control. I take care of the aging myself when I get back to that world and those sims. Right now that is only 3 connected worlds in my Ballan save. If you want them to age then don't change anything. @igazor is of course the expert and could give better advice.
@bekkasan I´m quite allright with aging, I wouldn´t want Bentons siblings not aging along with him. But do they have babies in connected worlds? So far none in mine.
Comments
Chase Bayless and her children, all 18 of them.
The triplets are adorable as children
Triplets again! Good Lord! I would be cringing in a corner!
LOL Captain Moon Base! At least he tried to put the fire out
Well, I bet Lester didn't see that coming!
Is Anastasia grumpy? Another cute batch of children
I hate pregnancies where they throw up constantly! Most of mine just throw up once but I have some who are sick the whole time!
Nearly an elder? I bet Chase will be happy to finally hang up her womb
What a good big brother! Good thing he had noticed the babies had aged up
B007-B009 look great as teens
More triplets!
I hope Minty lasts a bit longer!
The last set are cute as toddlers
Oooooh I like Anakin as a YA!
Alaric looks very different without his super hero custume!
Chase is sooooo cute as an elder
Noooooo! Not Minty
What a lovely lot of diverse looking kids
Awesome family photo
Zumi and the Winchester Brothers
The Watcher's Caretaker - A Limited ISBI
Lester is all like: "Wuuuuut??! Where´d my hovel go?!"
CHAPTER TWO
Abigail Bayless B018
favorite color: red
(Extra traits mod)Traits: Insane, evil, loves the outdoors, easily impressed, virtuoso, loner and artistic
Prelude
Chase takes a walk over to the radiotower, determined to repair the main computer now that she finally has the time and the energy.
The speciemen she met seem not to know why they are at the moon base, and they seem not worried about how to get back home. They have their reasons, she supposes, but the mission is clear. 100 babies, and after that her family will go home. If she can get the computer working.
She got them into this mess, and she will get them out!
The computer is much more complicated than the electronics around the house, and Chase just doesn´t have the skill to repair it.
She walks home in the rain, wondering how she will ever be able to tell Abigail the truth. So far all Abigail knows is that something happened on the home planet, and that Chase was sent to the moon base with a mission to help repopulate the home planet when the time is right. So far she hasn´t asked how they will know when the time is right.
Right outside of the dome Chase met Peter, a wandering specimen as it turns out.
Chase tells him about the broken computer and how she hasn´t been able to repair it. Perhaps he can help.
Peter seem very sad about it, he can´t help unfortunately, and as he shrugs and walks off Chase doubts he understood the predicament they are in.
Abigail is still a few days off from becoming a young adult, and is not yet ready to begin the babymaking. Yet Chase decides there is no time like the present to fill Abigail in on her mission.
"Perhaps if you have 10 children, or 15 at the most, it will be sufficient".
"That´s insane, mother, I can´t have that many children, and who will I even have them with?!"
Chase sat up straight as it dawned on her; will there even be enough specimens?!
"I met this lovely young man today, his name is Peter, and I will invite him over once you grow up". Smooth.
"I probably don´t need to tell her about the computer just yet."
"But whyyyy am I having kids again, mother?!"
"I know you had a lot of children, mother, it just seem so strange..." Yes, it seems a bit strange now that you think about it, doesn´t it.
"This is our home and our mission, Abigail, we need to have 100 babies. To repopulate the home planet.
That went better than one could have expected.
Abigail seems to have got Chase thinking about how odd their mission is
But she seems to have taken the news well!
Peter looks like a nice first specimen
Zumi and the Winchester Brothers
The Watcher's Caretaker - A Limited ISBI
Day 1
Anakin comes over to visit, in an uncharacteristically bad mood. Usually in the presence of Arya, he is all about unicorns and rainbows.
Arya leaves him to his ranting and decides to repair the broken dishwasher.
That didn´t turn out well.
"Please don´t I´ll never touch that thing again!"
Abigail is having her YA birthday!
Mother always comes through. Peter is invited and put to good use.
Chase needs a new hobby now that her babymaking days are over.
It was expensive
Day 2
Peter came for another visit.
Abigail is having a late dinner while Minty keeps her company.
Day 3
Arya came for an early morning visit in the loo.
Not feeling well
Abigail is spending the rest of the day indoors painting and listening to kids music.
While Chase is pursuing her new hobbie
Pregnant!
That night Chase stayed up late thanks to an invigorating elixir, cooking cheesesteak for the pregnant lady
Day 4
Abigail is starting her day off by sating cheesesteak cravings.
Next, she wanted to learn how to cook and write, all while listening to kids music
Day 5
Yooohooo, insane pregnant woman over here!
"Darn cloudy weather, those lights cost money!" Uh, you don´t get bills, ever...
"There is a bloody baby coming!"
Uh, oh, hold it in, wait! No, push! No, darn it, wait! I CAN´T REMEMBER!
B019 Bellatrix Bayless
B020 Beatrice Bayless (What?! She´s right there in the corner!)
B021 Bronze Bayless, because he finished third!
Day 6
The babies got only one day before aging them up to toddlers.
B019 Bellatrix Bayless
B020 Beatrice Bayless
B021 Bronze Bayless
Once again there are triplet toddlers in the house
Day 7
Starting bright and early taking care of the toddlers
Leaving the toddlers in Chase´s competent hands...
While going specimen hunting at the club
"Get ready for a bumpy ride!"
"I´ve just had triplets, It doesn´t get much bumpier than that."
"I´ll phone you."
On the way out Abigail ran into Arlo 007.
Arriving home in the wee hours of the morning. "Mother, I´m hoooome!"
They´ll be swimming in family after a couple more generations
The biggest challenge is too supply the moon base with interesting specimens. Chases genetics is to good to be mixed with pudding
Chase didn't waste any time getting Peter over for Abigail!
My sims always roll wishes to grow money trees when I spend their money! LOL
At least Arya can visit as a ghost
Chase looks like she is enjoying her new hobby
Mine often crave cheesesteak!
Congrats on the birth of Bellatrix, Beatrice and Bronze - love the reasoning for his name
They are adorable toddlers!
It's good Chase is there to help
That's one handsome specimen!
Zumi and the Winchester Brothers
The Watcher's Caretaker - A Limited ISBI
Thank you, I spent quite a bit of time making him
Generation 2, Abigail and her children:
The very next night the son, Benton, went out to investigate a mysterious light.
Abigail heard him screaming and ran outside just in time to see her youngest son being sucked into a spaceship.
Benton knew nothing more until he woke up in a strange bed in a strange room.
He vaguely remembered the abduction and his mother screaming, his head thick and his thoughts muddled. He got up and got dressed. When he was pondering which door to try and escape through, an alien stepped inside. A yellow alien.
It was a teen, like him, a boy.
Follow me, the alien boy said.
Wait! It turned towards Benton when he spoke, its unfathomable black eyes looking into his. Where am I, asked Benton.
You are in my home, at my home planet Bellatrix. I am Ciceron. The alien said with a soft voice. He is no older than me, Benton thought.
Was it you who kidnapped me?! Benton asked.
I did, and I am sorry. The alien confessed, surprising Benton.
You can take me back home then, to the Moon Base!
I can´t, not now. Mother would never let me take the spaceship. I´m not supposed to use it. She would be very angry.
Now listen very carefully...
You will get your yellow a** back into that spaceship and fly me home!
You have a very colorful language and you can be quite forceful, not at all weak like mother says humans are. I would like to learn from you.
I´m sure we will find a way to get you home eventually! Benton was speachless.
In the evening, the same day.
Where are you stupid girl, the food replicator soaked me again!
There you are! Worthless servant!
Befriending the servants are you son?! You will go now Ciceron, is that clear?!
You will keep your unpure hands of my son, not even a half blood, more human than Bellatrixian!
Mother! Shrieked the young alien, but his mother ignored him.
Ciceron couldn´t hold it in anymore. The terror had been too much.
Pathetic. His mother said. Melonia, the servant girl, merely winced.
If I catch you with that human again... Cicerons mother said menacingly as she approached him.
Or any human... she continued. Ciceron smiled sheepishly.
You will marry a fullblooded Bellatrixian, of that you can be sure.
Ciceron knew that. He had always known that. His mother was the leader of Bellatrix, the alien home planet, and as her son he had an obligation to marry a Bellatrixian and carry on the bloodline.
Go take a shower, his mother hissed, you reek!
Yes mother. He said, like so many times before.
And you will stay away from my son or I will have you put up for auction!
Yes madam.
Go stand by the window and think about what you have done, you miserable girl.
You will stand there all night.
At the same time Benton was out in his underwear, escaping on a hoover board he had found in the house.
He felt the urge to investigate that mysterious light...
Hello! Can you bring me to the Moon base please?!
As the light got hold of him, starting to lift him off the ground he suddenly knew he did not want to enter this space ship.
I changed my mind, put me down!
Ciceron teleported out, alerted by the screaming, just as the ship took off.
They had taken his human!
In a garage somewhere on the planet Bellatrix, two green skinned pollination technicians parked their airships efficiently and without much sound. The street outside was quiet and undisturbed. One of the pollinations technicians, large and young looking, carried a limp form out from the aircraft. The creature in his arms did not stir. The expression on the green tinted face showed resentment. Gehl´den Tov could not stand humans. Undeveloped, scrawny and fragile, not to mention witless. The unconscious boy in his arms was no different. He had not even tried to escape Gehl´den Tov´s beam, not until he was well up in the air. Senseless animal.
“Put him in with the other boy”, suggested Di´hyb who had also emerged from his ship. “He won´t get in the way”.
“Welcome back fellows, I see your evening out went well”, called a third green skin from inside another ship docked in the garage. Xi´men´toh was always working on his ship, the eldest and the most experienced pollination technician of the three.
“We had a bit of an accident”, Di´hyb answered, “we need to talk”. He hurried after Gehl´den Tov, confident the leader would follow.
The boy was unceremoniously dropped on the plush carpet in a rectangular bedroom in the back of the house. Gehl´den Tov felt relief when carefully setting the creature down.
“It´s breathing”, he assured the others. The human seemed lifeless, but his chest rose and fell, almost imperceptibly.
The three spacemen stood gathered around the human, observing him with a curious mix of concern and voracity in their unfathomable black eyes.
“Where did he come from?” asked Xi´men´toh, looking down at the sleeping boy.
“Gehl´den Tov, it was you who discovered him”, stated Di´hyb.
Gehl´den Tov lifted his gaze from the scrawny human on the floor and nodded.
“He came out of the mansion. I watched him sneak out. At first, I meant to leave him be, but then I observed him. That´s when he noticed my search light and I think he was yelling something. Unintelligible noises of course, but by then I was beginning to worry about someone inside of the house hearing him” he shivered. The others nodded solemnly.
“They didn´t see us”, Di´hyb said.
Xi´men´toh thought about that for a moment.
“Is she dealing with the grey?” He mused.
Di´hyb crinkled his nose. “I know the grey ones are always sniffing about. Could they have taken him for her? But where did he come from? He doesn´t look Oasis Landing to me”.
“No”, Xi´men´toh said in a thoughtful voice. “But I feel like I have seen him somewhere before”. His face became unreadable yet again. “We need to find out how he got to Bellatrix, who brought him here. Asking her is out of the question. If he is hers she will have us executed for stealing her property, shady business or not.
“How do we gain information on this whelp”, Xi´men´toh asked.
“We ask the son”, said Di´hyb.
“We have to be careful, if the human is indeed hers, we have stolen him. Will the boy be able to keep quiet about this?” said Xi´men´toh.
“Ciceron?!” Scoffed Gehl´den Tov,” He is afraid of his own shadow. He wouldn´t dare be the one to bring her such bad news, she might just behead the messenger”.
Xi´men´toh nodded in agreement.
“Find out what the boy knows of the human, who he belongs to”.
Gehl´den Tov had picked the boy up and carried him over to the bunk bed, placing him on the bottom bunk. He made a disgusted sound before following Di´hyb through the door into the living room.
“He even smells primitive”, Gehl´den Tov sneered.
“That´s sweat”, Di´hyb said softly, amusement in his voice. “Perspiration, you know, glands and biology. You´ve know about this since pre-school”.
“I know, I know, muttered Gehl´den Tov, “humans are nasty”.
Di´hyb was the one who flew his ship to the mansion where their leader lived with her son and servants. Cautionsly he watched the mansion from a distance until he saw her leaving, most likely to tend to official business concerning Bellatrix.
Di´hyb did not have to wait long for Ciceron to show up. He walked up to the frantically waving pollination technician with a curious look on his face. Di´hyb told him they needed to speak with him about something and he mustn´t tell his mother. Ciceron didn´t even ask what about, he simply climbed into Di´hybs´ ship.
First the pollination technicians asked Ciceron about the servants over at the mansion. Ciceron looked puzzled but told them about the few servants they had.
“No human boy?” asked Di´hyb innocently.
Ciceron seemed not to know what to respond to that.
“What about a human boy?” he said finally.
“The stinking human running around outside of your mansion!” Gehl´den Tov hissed.
“If there was a human boy outside of your mansion, where would the human have come from?” Asked Xi´men´toh, cutting of Gehl´den Tov. Ciceron looked confused. But Xi´men´toh could also see guilt in his face.
“I… I don’t know…” Ciceron said weakly.
Di´hyb gave him a friendly smile.
“Maybe your mother obtained a new servant lately?” he suggested. The boy noticeably shifted in his seat, obviously uncomfortable. Di´hyb noticed his ears were twitching.
Di´hyb exchanged a look with Xi´men´toh. Ciceron knew something about the human boy.
Benton was awoken from his sleep by voices. Unknown, incomprehensible voices. He wanted to go right back to sleep, but they keep dragging him into the real world. The dreams fled, and he was starting to come to.
Unable to ignore them any longer he sat up, confused and fuzzy. Where was he? Yet again in a strange place. The lights, being pulled up into the air, the fright, it came back to him. He couldn´t remember what happened after that. He had been abducted again. His head felt bloated and hurt slightly.
He could still hear the voices. It seemed they came from outside of that door. He couldn´t make out words.
Almost in a daze Benton got up and walked towards the door.
It was a living room, strangely familiar and at the same time unfamiliar. He was looking at aliens. Four of them. Three green skinned giants and a yellow… hey! Wasn’t that…
… Ciceron?! It must be. They were still talking, but the words were unfamiliar. Alien. He shook his head trying to clear his thoughts. But he had understood Ciceron last time he met him.
One of the large green skins talked, his voice dark and menacing. Benton shivered. His gaze fell on the back of Cicerons head again. He had been nice. Strange, but nice.
Benton wasn´t aware, but he had made a sound, a soft wince, and suddenly they turned towards him. Two of them were stalking towards him. Predators, flew through his mind. And that was what they were. Ciceron was still yapping away, unaware of the drama unfolding behind his back.
Benton was sure this was it. The end. They would kill him.
The frightening angry one reached him first and grabbed him, twisting his hands behind his back, muttering in it´s strange language.
When he was secured, the alien turned him towards the others and spoke to them. Benton wasn´t convinced they wouldn´t kill him. Perhaps the big green fellow was just asking them how he should do it. They probably had some very creative ideas.
What really happened was, that Gehl´den Tov was telling Ciceron how he came across the boy, since there was no use pretending they didn´t have him.
Ciceron turned towards Di´hyb with an accusing finger.
“You stole my human!” He hissed. “He is mine, I took him and brought him here, and you have no right…”
“You took him?” Gehl´den Tov´s voice was soft. “You abducted him from a human world?”
“Aren´t only pollination technicians allowed to travel to the human worlds to pollinate, and then only to return to collect the offspring…” said Gehl´den Tov pointedly. He raised an eyebrow, “This one is too young to be pollinated”, added Xi´men´toh, “it wouldn´t take”.
“You are no pollination technician!” Exclaimed Di´hyb. “You are the son of our leader, and you will be a politician. You have no business abducting humans!”
“I know but…” started Ciceron defensively, backing up a step just to be safe. Di´hyb payed no attention. “And to bring him here! What are you, one of the grey ones now?!”
Ciceron shook his head energetically.
“I only… I was going to bring him back!”
Ciceron was placed in a chair. Ciceron was in tears. He knew they had no right to treat him like this, he was of a much higher caste then they were, being the leaders son and a yellow skin, they were merely technicians, but he didn´t dare to argue with them anymore. He stole a quick glance at the human boy caught between two of the big brutes, and Ciceron felt a tinge of guilt. He had gotten the human boy into this. If he could he must help him get out of it.
Xi´men´toh turned his head and glanced at Ciceron. “We will clean up your mess, and you will not speak of this to your mother. You might even have a chance to get the human back, if you do what we say”.
Ciceron stifled a sob. He nodded, squeezing his eyes shut.
“I will do whatever you say!”
“Are you absolutely certain your mother has no knowledge of this boy?!” asked Di´hyb behind him. Ciceron nodded.
“Yes!”
Xi´men´toh turned to the boy.
“We will wipe his memory”. He said in a flat tone. “Not all of it, but he will have no recollection of coming to Bellatrix, or meeting any of us. He might remember his home, but it is not at all certain. I will try to leave the memory of who he is, and of his past. But it all depends on if he wants to remember. Sometimes the mind wants to forget”.
Xi´men´toh backed up a few steps and started the process of erasing memories. He didn´t stop until he was sure he had erased everything about Bellatrix. He did not know what else he had taken, the boys mind had been befuddled, fuzzy. He could only hope he had left the boy with a few pieces of himself.
Di´hyb led the nearly unconscious boy back into the bedroom, and helped him climb into bed. As soon as the shaggy head touched the pillow, he was sleeping. Di´hyb stood for a moment, watching the boy wondering what it was like to be human.
When Di´hyb returned to the living room everyone was waiting for him. He nodded to his fellow technicians, telling them the boy was a sleep.
“If your mother has any knowledge of this boy, or that he was once in your home, we are all dead”. Di´hyb told Ciceron. “Do you want the human back?”
Ciceron nodded.
“I do! I owe it to him to help him get home, after he helps me with something. I swear to you!”
Di´hyb was silent. Then he nodded in return.
“Remember, when we show up with the boy you cannot let anyone suspect you already know about him. He will be from Oasis Landing, just another stray we picked up”.
“Stray?” Ciceron said, in a weak voice, “as in abducted from his home?” He swallowed. Di´hyb´s eyes widened. He barked out a short laugh.
“No! Stray, as in homeless. There are young people in Oasis Landing who doesn´t have a home. The city is getting a bit crowded and they are starving. It happens sometimes that they rather come here and work, than starve. We have another boy in there just like that.
“You may leave”. He told Ciceron. “But remember, not a word to your mother, and you might just see the human again”.
Ciceron got up and took of running, without a second thought. The three pollination technicians stood in silence until he was out the door.
“What do we do now?!” Xi´men´toh muttered, rubbing an aching spot above his temple.
“We make the boy look Oasis Landing”. Said Gehl´den Tov.
Di´hyb had poured well needed drinks.
“So,” he concluded, “It´s time to go shopping in Oasis Landing?”
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Abigail is a really cute elder
Abigail's face on seeing her son being abducted!
And what a cute yellow alien he is!
Awwww and he feels remorse for the abduction
Poor Ciceron is obviously fonder of humans than his mother
LOL at Benton making his escape!
Oh dear! I bet the next alien he meets won't be as nice as Ciceron!
Love Ciceron's skin!
What an adventure Benton has gone through and what a pity he won't remember it - or will he?
I suspect we haven't seen the last of Ciceron.
Zumi and the Winchester Brothers
The Watcher's Caretaker - A Limited ISBI
@Mikezumi Cicerons skin: http://mysims3blog.blogspot.com/2014/03/a-matter-of-skin-by-mamyrocker.html
It´s very detailed, I love it.
Thank you both for reading and commenting!
Zumi and the Winchester Brothers
The Watcher's Caretaker - A Limited ISBI
Just a shorter update today.
Bryce noticed immediately when the boy with the shaggy red hair was starting to come to. He walked over to the bed and watched the boy slowly starting to sit up, blinking, obviously confused. The narrow blue eyes were only open in tiny slits, as if hurt by the florescent light in the ceiling.
“Finally awake!” Bryce said, in a quiet voice, so not to startle the boy. He smiled encouragingly as the boy threw his legs over the side of the bed, sitting up. The blue eyes were peculiarly vacant.
“Who are you?” the boy whispered hoarsely, making a face from the pain it cost him to speak, even in a whisper.
“Bryce”, Bryce told him. “I´m from Oasis Landing, who are you?”
The boy looked confused about that, his eyes stared vacantly into thin air.
Just as Bryce was about to ask if he was ok, the boy spoke, slowly and quietly.
“I… don´t know…” he whispered.
“You don´t know where you are from?” Bryce asked incredulously. The boy shook his head and rested his face in his hands. He was breathing rapidly, his hands shaking a little bit.
“I don´t even know who I am…” he whispered into his hands. “My head hurts”, he complained, rubbing his forehead with his fingertips. His stomach rumbled.
“You´ve only been here since last night”, Bryce informed him, “and I think maybe they did something to your memory. They had a visitor and they were terribly angry”.
They boy didn´t answer, his chest was rising and falling quickly, and Bryce could hear his shallow breaths. It sounded as if he was beginning to hyperventilate.
“Hey”, said Bryce, sitting down on the bed next to him, “If they took your memory, I think maybe you´ve been through things they don´t think you should remember. But you are safe now, no one will hurt you here”.
The boy raised his head and his watery blue gaze caught Bryce´s face.
“Who are they?” He asked weakly.
Bryce met his gaze, remembering the boy didn´t know anything.
“Pollination technicians”, he said, “they are scientists, you sure you don’t remember hearing about them?”
The boy looked puzzled. He rubbed his neck.
“I do know about pollination technicians”, he whispered. “I think I know about a lot of things, just not who I am or where I am from. I don´t even know if I have family”.
“Why would pollination technicians take away my memories?” The boy asked, looking questioningly at Bryce.
Bryce shrugged.
“They had me locked in the bathroom, I didn´t hear much”, Bryce said, “Di´hyb let me out of the bathroom and you were unconscious on the bed".
“There´s two of them?” The boy asked. Bryce shook his head no.
“Three. Gehl´den Tov is the youngest, he just came of age and joined the group. Xi´men´toh is the eldest, he´s the leader. They work over at the Science Center, doing research. That´s where they are now”, Bryce explained.
Bryce got up.
“Let´s go get something to eat in the kitchen, I can hear your stomach growling”.
The boy moaned in his hands, rubbing his forehead.
“Ok”, he whispered, hunger taking precedence over fear.
Bryce ordered a big plate of spaghetti from the food synthesizer, placing a serving in front of the boy who immediately attacked the food with his fork. He ate without uttering a word, the only sounds his energetic chewing and swallowing sounds as he cleared the way for a new bite.
Bryce cleaned up in the kitchen after eating and giving the boy another plate of food.
As Bryce put the leftovers away he told the boy a bit about Oasis Landing, the hard life there for a young boy with no home.
“Maybe that´s where you are from”, he said, “you seem like you haven´t eaten in days”.
“I don´t know”. The boy said again, looking a bit bewildered. Bryce understood that the questions were too confusing for someone who still hadn´t wrapped his head around being abducted and stripped of his memories. “All I can remember is a Moon”, he frowned, “I don´t know why”.
“You need a name”. Bryce said. “And if you remember a moon, perhaps that is your name; Moon?”
“Moon”, the boy seemed to be tasting the name. He seemed to zone out for a few moments, then he nodded dreamily. “Maybe”. He whispered.
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Zumi and the Winchester Brothers
The Watcher's Caretaker - A Limited ISBI
During yesterdays gameplay I got a notification Abigail died. Benton will never see his mother again. Not that he remembers her...
Zumi and the Winchester Brothers
The Watcher's Caretaker - A Limited ISBI
@Mikezumi I wonder if there will be anyone left at the Moon Base if he returns, I don´t know if anything but aging works in the connected worlds when using traveler mod.
You can turn aging off in the connected worlds. I do, as I prefer to handle my other sims aging that I leave behind. And I don't want babies born if I am not there to see it happen! hehe Don't care about the townies but it is all or none. Use the ageless foreign sims that is under traveler at town hall or basecamp and set the towns you want as ageless. I don't allow aging in the towns I have sims that I control. I take care of the aging myself when I get back to that world and those sims. Right now that is only 3 connected worlds in my Ballan save. If you want them to age then don't change anything. @igazor is of course the expert and could give better advice.
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