World Is Mine - Part Twenty
You guys! Can you believe it? This is part TWENTY of World is Mine, a Become One With Russia challenge. Lurking in the neighbourhood are lots of nations. How many can Russia persuade to move in before he dies?
Last time we got more house mates both young and old. Unfortunately we lost Greece. Japan and Hungary mixed genetics and ghost Turkey came back for a visit.
I don't know what sparked this one.
Russia: My life is complicated, that's all that really needs to be said.
Make it exciting!
I want that bird feeder for my little girl.
The gymnastics team didn't work out for Russia Squared, let's see how dance goes for Austriland.
Aw hell.
Good work, America and Vienna!
Bubbles. :D
Haha, how many times has he had this job now?
Doctor: As the eldest, I get the top bunk.
Master: Suit yourself. It's further to fall.
China: I haven't forgotten how you stole my boyfriend, you boyfriend stealing thief.
Japan: Why are you blaming me? I didn't know!
England: I've decided, I don't like your face.
London: Mummy is scary when she's angry.
*runs away*
Holy Roman Empire: Hi ladies, what are you up to?
Italians: Nothing. Certainly not sex in the photobooth or anything.
HRE: Gasp! You lied!
North: We don't care! It was fab!
South: *swoons*
Austriland: Greetings, my fishy friends, I have returned. How are our plans progressing?
Fish: Bloop bloop.
Austriland: Excellent.
Japan: Oh hi, are you here to drop off the next child?
Social Worker: Nope, we're taking these ones away.
Japan: Oh.
WHAT! WHY?! There were no pop-ups, their grades are actually improving, there's no ghosts about tonight...
America: Bet you wish you'd resurrected me instead of Latvia now, don't you?
GODDAMIT AMERICA YOU ARSEHOLE. You are this close to spending the rest of your ghostlife on a community lot, surrounded by idiot nannies. Wankstain.
Lithuania: But but Frania...
Social Worker: Is coming with us for good this time.
Russia: Fuck that guy, he's going to the cemetery. I'm too old for this shit.
Japan: Look at my muscles! China won't dare poke me now.
Oh she did, did she? Then she might want to keep the baby away from America.
America: WOO I'M A SCARY GHOST WOO!
Liechtenstein: Eeek!
Russia: My children... :'(
Prussia: We're definitely calling this one 'Awesome.'
Russia Squared: Noogies!
America: BOOGLYBOOGLYBOO!
Liechtenstein: I AM CALLING GHOSTBUSTERS TONIGHT, YOU BUTTSMEAR.
Lithuania: They took my baby girl for good this time. :'(
Thailad: I love a woman who can be spooked twice in a row and not piss herself.
Master: I miss the children!
Damn damn damn. And of course, that's going to make the parenting challenge just a little tougher.
Dance, Russia, dance.
Meh, we can afford it.
Italy: Oooh, fishies!
Fishies: Oooh, boobies!
Buy the pretty bug box!
Yay!
We always knew the choice for this one.
No more seaports!
Fabbyfab.
I am so bored of this chance card. So bored.
Italy gets floaty from the bubbles.
Congrats, Ukraine!
Hee, Belarus, ballet superstar, gets the annoying ballet ticket chance card. And wins.
Keep being fantastic, Belarus.
Stop hiding! And whoops at me managing to get two name pop-ups at once.
Russia has had the want to help Russia Squared with his homework since his first day at school, but one or the other is always busy. So with everyone refusing to answer Russia's calls, I decided it was time to finally do that.
Taiwan: What is that ominous feeling I have?
Death: Oh look at the time!
Taiwan: But I have so much left to live for! Like BABIES OH MY GOD I NEVER HAD A BABY!
Death: Shut up and start walking towards the light.
Taiwan: I don't even get hula dancers?
Death: I said start walking.
Who the hell is Delilah?!
Russia Squared: Daddy, this can't be!
Russia: It's true. When a man and a woman love each other very much... or a man and a man, or a woman and a woman or sometimes there's an alien-
Russia Squared: Not the bio homework!
Russia: What's going on? Why is everyone crying?
Ack! No! It can't be! He was in he middle of helping his son with his homework!
Death: Sorry. Can't be helped, I'm on a schedule.
Interesting logic, this game has. Engria, Austriland and Vienna no longer live here, but get more money than Russia Squared, who does.
And that's all, folks.
Or is it? I decided to stick around a bit longer, speed up the pregnancies of Japan, America and Liechtenstein and see how their kids turned out, resurrect Turkey and Greece for the same reason, and teleport back the other children to see how they would've looked if America hadn't fucked things up for them.
But first, Death has one last appointment here.
South Italy: No, that can't be right, I was younger than Russia.
Death: Yeah, but your life sucked more. See? No sand left for South Italy.
South Italy: Wait a second, there's another South Italy! How do I know you haven't got the timers mixed up?
Death: Shut up and get in the grave.
And so we say goodbye to South Italy too. One bright side - as he died after Russia, he doesn't count towards the death tally.
So! Let's have a look at the children! I aged them up to teen, but as none of the offspring made it to adulthood, I thought I'd stop there. Plus it means when I offer them up for download in the next day or two, they won't be cluttering up the adult section of your sim bin. I dunno about you, but mine is pretty full.
Teen Frania. Still stunning.
Teen Spock. She certainly improved with age.
Teen Prrussia. Still awesome.
Teen London. Totally cute.
We interrupt the teen spam to show you that the French sims in this house simply cannot keep their hands off the English alien kids.
Frania: They're so cute and adorable! Like me, only alien!
Teen Vienna. That hair does her no favours at all.
And here she is with it all scraped out of her face. A vast improvement! I really wish I'd done that sooner. Interesting note - she is the only one of the quads to inherit Igiko's green eyes. The other three have Austrian eyes.
Teen Engria. Aww, he's kind of dorky.
Teen Austriland. Looking good.
Teen Prussica. Grown up and still awesome.
Teen Amerissa. Awesome too.
Teen Rassilon. I like him.
Romana: Nothing can stop now!
Germany: Noooo! I thought we were done with this stuff!
After a brief interruption by Germany, here's teen Romana. She's lovely, although I have a feeling I put her in the same dress as London.
Now for the dead pregnant sims! Thank you for the hotline to Death, Canada!
Turkey: Yay, I'm alive!
America: Yay! I'm... wait a second...
America: I have a sudden hunger for tasty tasty brains...
America: I hate zombies even more than ghosts! Why did you do this to me?
Serves you right for spooking all the children.
America: But that's what ghosts do! This isn't fair! I hate you!
Turkey pops. Which I have to say sounds like a delicious food. Mmm, turkey pops. Ahem.
And Greece is just thrilled to be back.
America: Why the celebration smustle? I'm a zombie. This is awful.
Russia: Yeehaw! I've never felt so alive!
Greece: I haven't felt this good since I got knocked up!
America: What is this feeling? I hunger for... braaaiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnns.
Greece and Russia: *screech to a halt*
And it's birthing time for Turkey!
Turkey: Ew, someone take this away and wash it!
Now the house had been glitchy for some time now, so I kicked out all the leftover, non-pregnant sims and moved the others into the old house for some mass birthing.
So here's Turkey's alien toddler, Paul, named after the alien in the film of the same name. I haven't actually watched it yet, but I want to. Because Pegg and Frost are awesome.
Liechtenstein and Thailand's baby, Liechtenland.
America: I don't like your face.
Germany: At least it isn't rotting.
America: Ow ow ow.
Again?!
Say hi to Washington!
And Berlin.
And Cheeseburger.
Greece: Is it my turn now?
America: Nope, still mine!
So I call this one 'Fries.'Just kidding. Last one is Beer.
Oh dammit, I thought that was fixed. -_- Back in we go.
America and Liechtenstein: Can we get this over with already?
Double dust!
And double contractions.
Eeek!
So say hi to Liechtenland. Again.
And her sister, Thaistein.
And Washington. Who has glitchy hair. I really ought to properly find out what causes this.
Let's throw some babies in the air!
Toddler Liechtenland.
Toddler Thaistein in a hairstyle that looks no better on her than it did on Vienna.
And here's Paul, all teened up.
Teen Washington, in a disappointingly dull hairstyle.
Teen Liechtenland.
Thaistein's birthday looks painful.
As with Vienna, Thaistein looks much nicer with the hair out of her face.
Moving onwards! It's time for Greece to birth that baby at last!
Greece: Nooo!
Meet Aura! Named after Princess Aura, daughter of Ming the Merciless.
Aww, she's quite cute.
And here she is all growed up.
Good grief, how many of you guys got knocked up?!
It's a boy! Named Hungapan!
And his sister, Jagary.
Oooh, unfortunate eyebrows, Hungapan.
And here he is as a worried teen.
I think Jagary has the same brows, but they're hidden by her fringe.
And then! America the zombie still had his job and brought home some random townie. I ignored them... until this happened.
You liar, America, that was never your first kiss.
Sorry for that little interruption, have some teen Jagary.
Hooray, last one! Don'tbequadsdon'tbequadsdon'tbequads...
It's just the one, a girl named Serleena after the alien monster in Men In Black.
Toddler.
And teen.
And that's that! It's time to check Russia's contacts and memories and tally up the scores!
Scoring:
+100 per Hetalia sim that moves in. That would be a grand total of 36 nations, not counting Russia himself. That's 3600.
+100 per Hetalia sim that outlives Russia. Although he was set to die at the same time, South Italy died after Russia, so I get points for him. All in all, 32 nations outlived Russia. Add another 3200.
+10 each skill point your happy family earns. Well, there was an interesting range of skill levels in the house. Most nations had between 15-30. Britannia had the most skills, at 42, and America had a grand total of none. Of course, that could be because of the zombification. I never checked his skills before he died. The grand total of skills held by the nations was 796. This includes skills from Greece, Turkey and Russia himself. That makes 7960 which is bloody high. I may need to tweak that score down to 1 point per skill.
-10 each mental breakdown. By breakdown, I mean the collapse that needs a visit from the invisible psychiatrist, not the aspiration failure animations. There were 28 of those, although it's possible I missed one or two. Minus 280.
-50 each fire. There were 8, including lightning striking the silly little outdoor lamps. Minus 400.
-50 each housemate that loses their job. Only 5 of those. Possibly because the game stopped caring once babies started arriving. Minus 250.
-500 per Hetalia sim that either moves out or dies in your care. Not counting Russia himself, 9 nations died under his care, although a few did get better. So that's minus 4500.
Total score = 9330. Hmm. That's high. Let's tweak the numbers. OK. 1 point per skill instead of 10 brings the score down to 2166. Let's also make it -50 per breakdown instead of -10. Which brinks the score down to... drumroll please...
1196! Much better!
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