Vikings 1-1, a VDSC

[yarnsim]

New Story Alert!!! I've joined the Viking Death Squad Challenge being hosted by pixel_trade. (I know, I'm such a follower. I couldn't resist the cheese and mini challenges. I was powerlesss...really XD) Feel free to check out the offical rules if you are so inclined.

Are you ready to begin??



NOTES::
-The founder for my challenge is, like everyone else in the Viking Death Squad Challege, Bekah (by simpurity), a Virgo (9-2-6-3-5) with the Grilled Cheese/Romance aspiration. But here she'll be called Dagny Viking.
-The specifics of the challenges I roll will be in italics, providing you with an explanation of confusing events that Dagny will be without. (Don't you feel lucky?)
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Day #15, afternoon: So much for a great story and tales to tell around the fire! This notebook was supposed to be full of wonderful pictures and amazing stories, but instead here I am on page eight and the adventure is over. :( When the balloon launched 15 days ago I was so excited, but now I'm just depressed. Floating with the birds was a thrill; you have never tasted a grilled cheese sandwich like one made and eaten mid-air!!!! But then the balloon crash landed in the middle of this great mess of sand. I tried to save the balloon by throwing out a lot of what I'd packed as it went down, but it was no use. I don't have much left besides the clothes on my back ... a pair of binoculars, a few blankets, some scraps of food, and this notebook. I hope the sand appreciates all that cheese I tossed. :( I should have kept the cheese.



I walked for what seemed like ages and finally spied something besides sand.





I couldn't believe my luck!! In this whole mess of sand, I managed to walk towards an oasis of water!! (And there were even some edible leaves and berries too!!)



After I had a drink I scrounged around and made a little shelter with a blanket and some twigs. I needed something to protect me from the hot sun. Plus, my little shelter makes a great place to dream about grilled cheese and write of these "misadventures." Maybe someone will make a good story out of it someday, if it's ever found. I wonder if they'll send out a search party, or ... will I be stuck here forever?
~Dagny

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Day #15, evening: A scruffy looking dog wandered by, and I played a little with him. It helped me feel a little less lonely.



I shared a little of my food with him. I have a strong urge to love him and pet him and give him a name. I'm thinking ... Bruce? A good solid name. Yes. Definitely Bruce.

Bruce, Bruce, Bruce, Bruce & Bruce:
All sims born on the lot, and all new pets - born or adopted etc - will be named Bruce.



Day #16, afternoon: This morning when I woke up I found some big fruits on the ground. It looked like they had fallen off one of the trees around the oasis. When I opened it up (which took awhile) and tasted it, I was surprised - it was pretty good! No grilled cheese, but considering that's not even an option right now, it was pretty good!!



Another surprise happened in the morning, someone actually walked by! I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DESERT AND SOMEONE WALKED BY! This is a weird desert. Also weird is what looks like a road ... going no where.



Anyways, the man. He wasn't even very friendly. I tried, I really did!! I only mentioned grilled cheese after we'd talked about something else first, but he just kept looking at his fingers. I almost offered him one of the weird fruit, but he walked off. Where was he going? All I can see is sand ...
~Dagny

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Day #17, morning: I thought I saw some fish in the water and tried to catch some last night, but I didn't have much luck.



I wonder if dogs can catch fish? Bruce came by again today and hasn't left yet. I don't mind.



Another man walked by today. He was much more friendly than the first man. His name is Artie. Artie explained to me that this road that goes "nowhere" actually goes to a small town (you just can't see the buildings from my camp). We walked down there together. It's not really a town, but there's a post office (!) and a small park, and a junk yard. I like Artie.
~Dagny

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Day #? I've completely lost track of the days, but so much has happened and is happening that I just know it will make a good story someday. With Artie's help I found some furniture at the junk yard and built a small shelter -- walls!! A roof from the suN!! and a floor besides the burning sand! I'm really excited about that. And of course when he told me I could mail order things like paint or working lights, I was stoked.



It took a little time, but now I'm finally living inside more than outside.



The first thing I did when we got the fridge working, was put in an order for CHEESE!



It had been so long since I've had the melty cheese ... and the crispy bread ... ooooh ... that grilled cheese sandwich tasted ALMOST as good as the one in the balloon.



Artie comes by pretty often now.



I think he likes me as much as I like him :)







I kind of wish he could just stay. Bruce is great and all, but sometimes it's nice to talk to another person, especially when that person is so handsome and cuddly! The other night I tried to keep him from leaving by doing the "surprise kiss attack" ... but that only worked temporarily. Maybe I should try something more permanent.

I've been thinking about that for a few days now, but I just keep coming back to the same question - what if they finally find me and can take me home? I've sent out plenty of letters from the post office describing where I am and how they can all find me and nothing's happened yet. I don't understand how the mail order company can find me but my family hasn't. Or can't? All I know is that the only way in was a crashed balloon and the only way out is an envelope and I don't fit in an envelope.

In the meantime, here I am.
~Dagny

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Day # ???? Help!! It's a disaster!! All the grilled cheese sandwiches I've made have been tasting AWFUL! I don't understand. Did the cheese go bad? Is the fridge broken? What am I going to do?

Can't Catch a Break:
your sims' worst fears are realised. Attempt to fulfill as many fears for each sim every single day as possible.



It's driving me absolutely batty ... I'm even seeing things!



Like this weird doctor with a funny accent. He tells me to do weird things like sing really loud or act like a chicken. It doesn't make me feel any better.



I wish I could figure out why all my grilled cheese are tasting so bad :(
~Dagny

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You wouldn't believe what just happened. I finally decided to invite Artie over so I could have a really important conversation with him.





It was going really well until I realized that Bruce was gone! GONE! What cruel fate :(



Artie helped me bury him by the corner of the oasis that he loved. I was so distraught that I tried to eat PAPER.



Artie was there with me through it all. He even told me I was beautiful when I was being absolutely crazy with grief.



So I decided I'd go through with the origninal plan, and ask him to marry me!







He said yes, and we were married! MARRIED!! I guess that's pretty permanent, huh?



But I'm really happy. Even though Bruce isn't here anymore (RIP dear Bruce), I'm happy that Artie is.
~Dagny

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Artie was keeping a secret!! He had a lot of money, and some REALLY beautiful furniture. I don't know where he was stashing it all, but it didn't fit in my tiny little place. We expanded! I think now I can call it a house!











But something is still wrong with the fridge, and sometimes the stove too! Maybe when Artie's friends were here to wire the electricity they did something funny? I thought they seemed a little ... shady. I hope we can get it fixed soon. I am SO TIRED of sandwiches that taste bad. Maybe it'd be better if I didn't eat any until things were fixed?
~Dagny

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Now everything tastes bad. Artie says his food tastes fine. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?
~Dagny

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I figured it out. I'm pregnant!! How could I have missed all the signs?



I mean, I figured it out once I started showing, but it should have been obvious. I'm tired all the time. And really hungry. Eat, sleep, eat, sleep, pee. That's all I do. Artie is really excited, he keeps telling me, "I've always wanted a son!" and asking me how much longer it will be before the baby gets here.



Won't be much longer now! (At least that's what I tell him, it feels like FOREVER to me!)
~Dagny

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I couldn't believe it. After all that excitement, I went into labor on one of those nights when Artie was gone. Middle of the night, all by myself in the middle of the desert, in labor.



But we made it through. I named him Petter, after my father. He has "hair like the sun and eyes like the great big sky," like my father used to tell me when I was little.



But he has his father's dark desert skin. (much more useful than pale skin that burns, like mine!)
~Dagny

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I love being Petter's momma. Especially since it's someone new to tell the story to.



I like to think he enjoys the story about the balloon and the desert and the old dog, but since he doesn't really talk yet it's hard to tell. He seems to be listening though, and he smiles whenever I say cheese! That's a good sign, right?



Sometimes we act it out, and I fly him around his room like he's in the balloon. He really likes that!
~Dagny



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Artie still goes out REALLY late with his friends. He tells me they play games and have some drinks, and "that's all" and "don't be worried" but why hasn't he ever invited me? I like to play games and I'd even take a plate of sandwiches :( This morning he got home as I was getting up, so I took Petter outside by the water so Artie could sleep without being disturbed.



I tried to catch some fish, but maybe I was too distracted, because I just kept slipping on the sand :(
~Dagny

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Petter is getting so big!! He looks more and more like his father every day.



And we're going to have another one too, before too long! I wonder if it will be another boy or a little girl? Artie is, of course, excited about it either way, now that he's had a son. I just hope he's here when the baby is born this time!



Thankfully Petter is a happy little toddler and Artie is a big help. Otherwise I might just collapse in exhaustion.





~Dagny

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There was something VERY different when Artie came to breakfast this morning. His skin was strangely colored and his body moved awkwardly.



Artie thinks it might be because he ate something from the plants outside, but that doesn't make any sense ... I lived off those plants when I first got here and nothing bad happened to me!

Beware, The Stuff!
One of your sims, while wandering in the garden, finds a mysterious stuff coming up out of the ground; upon tasting it they find it is irresistibly delicious and CONSUME IT ALLLL. In the morning they are no longer themselves, but instead A MINDLESS ZOMBIE! Random roll (using http://www.random.org/ or similar resource) between all of the zombie-prone sims in the house, and turn whichever one you've rolled into a zombie.



I still love him though, weird changes or not!! I just hope it doesn't have anything to do with him being out late at night...



In other news, little Petter is growing fast and I don't want to miss a single moment.







I've learned that not having to change diapers makes me much happier, so this potty skill was a must! Especially since I'll be changing even more diapers soon enough!
~Dagny

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It has been SO HOT here. Petter crawls around all day in a diaper and nothing else. He loves the little splashing pool we got for him.





Artie's still weird, but I'm convinced it's nothing that grilled cheese sandwiches can't solve. Nothing but grilled cheese, I told him, and he'd be back to normal soon enough.



I'm not sure he believed me at first, but later that night he said he would try it. I'm glad!! If it works, maybe he'll let me meet these friends he keeps talking about?
~Dagny

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We had a girl!!!!!!!!! I wanted to name her Solvi, but Artie said he knew I wanted to honor my parents, but that it would be weird for two siblings to be named after a husband and wife, and were all the cheese fumes getting to my head? He actually said that - cheese fumes getting to my head! But we named her Lisbet.



He was completely wrong about the cheese fumes, but since he missed the first time around, I decided he could help me name the second one. She has his hair and his eyes, after all. And even though I know it was uncomfortable for him in his weird new body, he took very good care of our sweet girl.



Petter was pretty quiet about the new addition, but I made sure to give him lots of kisses and cuddles of his own.



~Dagny

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You would not believe what the first thing Petter said to me was!!! (Yes, he's grown up a lot and I can actually understand what he's saying now!) He asked me if the baby thing was really going to stay! He wasn't very happy when I said that she was definitely staying.



Oh, and he had his first grilled cheese sandwich. I made it myself.



He told me he didn't like it.



I cried.



But then so did Lisbet and life went on.
~Dagny

PS What happened to him? Did we do something wrong? Did he grow up on the wrong side of the bed? AGGHH!

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The other morning Artie came home with a cake for Lisbet's birthday. A cake for a baby? I almost said no, it seemed silly and I was worried that Petter would be jealous. But he was so excited to be tooting on a noisemaker I don't think he even realized what was going on.





I love Lisbet's eyes, just like her father's.



And she has the best laugh! I'm sure you're wondering how a toddler can have the best laugh...



but clearly you have not heard Lisbet. Grilled cheese sandwiches and Lisbet giggles, that's all I need and I'm a happy girl.
~Dagny

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I asked Artie the other day if he was still eating grilled cheese. He said he was and that's all he'd eaten for days and days and days. Why isn't it working?



Speaking of not working, Petter asked me a funny question. He said, "Mama, why isn't my fishing pole working?" HAHA!! I asked him how he knew it wasn't working and he told me he caught a boot. A BOOT - from our little bit of water! I told him this desert was full of lots of strange things, and if he kept trying just maybe he'd find a fish.



Somehow I doubt it though, I never had much luck getting fish out of that water. This is a desert after all.



So, back to the grilled cheese. To make sure Artie was getting his three cheesy meals a day, I made us up a batch of sandwiches. They were sufficiently cheesy. If we keep trying, just maybe Artie will get better.





But even if he doesn't, I still love him.
~Dagny

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This morning Artie said it was sandwich #39476, but he might have been exaggerating.



All I know is that it was hot, hotter than the cheese melting on my tongue. And poor little Lisbet's cheeks were toastier than the toasted bread of my delicous sandwich. It was SO HOT.









We didn't do anything all day, we just lay around, absorbing heat while trying not to burn. This afternoon as I lay on the sand (feeling very much like my favorite toasty sandwich) I noticed him standing above me. !!!! AND HE WAS BETTER!!



I was thrilled. I don't know if it was all the grilled cheese sandwiches he ate, or if it was the toasting and melting of his body in this extreme heat...



But I don't care, because he's back and it's all about the grilled cheese (and he knows it)!
~Dagny

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Petter is growing up fast, or so it seems to me. He likes to read the newspaper after school, especially the sections about nature or weather. He tries to read the sports section too, but since all he's familiar with is playing catch, he doesn't really get it. It's cute to watch him try, though!



Lisbet is growing too!!



In fact, she's big enough now to join Petter at the nearby school!



And to eat grilled cheese sandwiches! I'll admit, I was really nervous making this sandwich for her. But she liked it!! HOORAY!
~Dagny

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It's still hot.





We do the best we can, but some of us are doing better than others.





But as much as I love being toasty hot or watching my kids play together, my favorite part is at the end. When the day has cooled down to a tolerable level all four of us gather around the table for grilled cheese.



Nothing could be better than grilled cheese with them. (Except of course if Petter actually liked it. Maybe a different kind of cheese??? I remain hopeful!!)
~Dagny

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I can't believe it!! Someone from Collections and Repossession came out to our house yesterday and took our stuff! Since when do families who live in houses they built in the middle of the desert, have to pay bills? RIDICULOUS!

Repo! The Genetic Opera:
Pay no bills for the entirety of the week. Say hello to the Repo man!



It made Artie really grumpy too, but I'm just glad they didn't take the fridge or the stove, that would mean no grilled cheese.
~Dagny

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Today is a cooly, rainy day -- my Petter's birthday. Seems appropriate for one who doesn't like toasty and melty sandwiches, doesnt' it? Artie said he had to be out tonight, so he spent some time with Petter before he left. I can't believe that he had to go out on Petter's birthday!! Couldn't he invite the guys here?? Or reschedule? Or even just cancel??





So, we celebrated without him. Thankfully the kids didn't seem fazed and Petter was thrilled with his cake! When I told him to make a wish before he blew out the candles, he scrunched his eyes up real tight and his nose wrinkled in concentration. I wonder what he wished for?
~Dagny

[You'll just have to wait for the next update to find out!]

Featuring sims by:: simpurity (founder) & pinkberet
Also including sims by:: juri_anne

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