“Twins. She had twins.”

Welcome back to my TS4 Apocalypse challenge. In the last chapter, our founder Casey Doomare moved into a shack, moved in Raj, and gave us three kids, two of those natural twins. Not exactly the type of thing you want in a gen 1 apocalypse household!

Even though they were going to make his life living hell, Raj was quick to cuddle the two new girls, Raven and Katarina. Your guess is as good as mine regarding where Casey ran off to; maybe she had work.

Izaiah was… Less excited about siblings.

“Now I haf competition!”

“We’re not going to make it with so little food… Think, Raj, think…”

As you may recall, Raj is unlocking culinary for us. As you can see from poor Casey’s mood, he needs to hurry that shit up.

Meanwhile, upstairs…

“Whoa, hey, look who survived toddlerhood!”

Izaiah rolled Goofball. Whatever it takes to handle the hellscape, kid.

“Please be quiet, I wanna sleep! Please?”

“How about I tell you about dinosaurs, will that help?”

I… Can’t imagine it will, but props for being creative.

I’m sure I took this to show the kid’s default clothes, but instead all I see if a frown face forming the bottom of his sweater.

Get WickedWhims and you too can have voyeuristic Sims. Who doesn’t enjoy showing off their fat rolls during fishing?

Kiddo that’s not your bed.

Did Izaiah kick you out of the bed, Casey?

“Meh, I should be near the twins anyway. Might as well let him bunk downstairs.”

Casey.

“Mom, you have a figure like, um, a chipped porcelain sculpture.”

Okay I need you guys to put on clothes and stop traumatizing the child.

“Dad, you can help me with this homework but I will not look up once.”

“Screw this family, I’m going to jump in here and hope a portal to a better home opens up.”

Can’t say I blame you.

Er, this is a bit horror movie-esque, isn’t it? I think Raven is on the left and Katarina on the right, but honestly I have no idea.

“We are weady to destwoy.”

Babysitting duty already, Izaiah?

“So anyway, don’t go downstairs without knocking on the wall first, I’m warning you.”

Ah, the charm and joy of an apocalypse hovel.

“Me wuv you, Raven!”
“Me wuv you, Katawina!”

How precious.

“I might live in a cramped shack surrounded by radioactivity, but at least I get to cook for my wonderful family!”

“All right, little lady, we have some important things to do!”
“But me busy!”

“Use the potty and I never have to change a stupid diaper ever again!”
“That’s not vewy pawsitive, Mommy.”

Stop being meta, kid! And turns out I guessed correctly, as the brown-red hair belongs to Katarina.

Apparently my Sims weren’t the only ones ignoring the Positivity Challenge.

“Awww, man, I have to visit Raj’s family! This sucks.”

“Ahhhh, yes, the fresh smell of uranium!”
“Um, it’s probably killing us as we speak, can I come in?”

“What have I told you about overloading the sinks, Izzy?”
“But my friend said that Daddy is just a freak and we’re allowed to get a dishwasher…”

Again, no being meta!

Honestly, this kid needs therapy.

“Sigh, this rainbow represents happier times…”

“So I think I will move a knight– buddy, buddy are you awake?”

I’d use his name but I honestly don’t remember it.

“Daddy, your bweath stinks.”

And uh, I guess she somehow turned his breath against him.

“Time to escape!”

Kid, you can go home. Really.

Nothing like fishing by moonlight in your mobster outfit.

“Well no one is going to want to steal my fish if I wear this.”

“Hmmmm, is Mom supposed to sleep in that outfit? I bet I can get her in trouble with her boss if I told them.”

Don’t you dare, kid.

“I wuv you, stinky sister!”
“Hmm, yeah, I think the food on these dishes is still good.”

Hey, it’s the apocalypse, you gotta preserve whatever food you can.

“Look, lady, I’m just saying, it being the apocalypse and perfect sunbathing weather doesn’t mean you can just go around naked.”

All right, in the interest of full disclosure, she is only brushing her teeth because she had, um, bodily fluids on her face from WickedWhims, and I was sick of trying to hide her face in photos. Brushing her teeth got rid of them, and now all of her teeth are gone thanks to the bad water.

But yeah. Cheating solely because of a mod. I think that’s okay.

See? Bad idea to brush her teeth.

“Ugh, Katarina, I’d love to bathe you, but my intestines are about to explode just from brushing my teeth.”

“Honey, I know you’re upset about the teeth, but do you have to shove your head through my spine?”

While they were working on getting detached from each other, Katarina chose to escape.

Luckily, it seems they were able to catch her, and then sat on her to keep her from fleeing again.

“Mom, do I have to keep sitting on my sister? I’m tired!”

Oh crap, they’re going for the human centipede! Everyone run!

(I just laughed for a full minute at this photo)

I know I told you to run, but you could have put your clothes on.

“Man, I know this apocalypse is rough, but things are getting plain weird.”

Apparently getting detached from her sister’s butt was exhausting for Raven.

Dammit, Katarina, we only have like five books after the apocalypse! Do you have to ruin them?

At least she put clothes on before fleeing the house this time.

“So nice to run away from my responsibilities!”

“You cannot wun from me, Mom! I will find you!”

Poor kid. Apocalypse living means cleaning up toddler toilets because your parents are losing their minds.

But what’s this? The twins survived toddlerhood! Though Katarina still hasn’t figured out bathing, something Raven seems to be taking note of.

“These dishes smell better than my sis.”

“Man, if I had to change one more dirty diapter…”
“You barely changed even one! I changed so many my whole body has broken out into hives!”

Good ol’ Sims 4 sickness.

And as if the family didn’t smell enough…

“Um, strange lady, kind of have to run, the grill spontaneously combusted again.”

But instead of dealing with it, I guess the family decided to simply not sit at the dining table anymore?

Weirdos.

“You’re telling me. I was born into a hellish world, forced to wear random-ass clothes, and all of the neighbours think we’re the crazy ones!”

“How dare you give birth to us, mom!”

When the twins aren’t mad at their parents, they’re sassing random passers-by.

“Ugh, puh-lease, like there’s any food in this barren wasteland!”

Both kids rolled “Neat” as a trait, so your guess is as good as mine as to why they’re such grouches.

“Man I hope that big scary chef never notices that I stole his book…”

“Seriously, I’m the slob in the family. Why do they leave all of their dirty dishes for me to clean up?!”

Revenge?

“I don’t know whether this is a tomato, strawberry, pepper, or all three, but hey, at least it’s food.”

No, really, the girls rolled “Neat”.

“Off to Narnia-Dump!”

“So if you try really hard, you can bamboozle the mobs and steal food scot-free!”
“Mom, there’s no way that is logical.”

“Now I’m going to move the pieces with MY MIND!!”

“Heh heh, sure she is. And I’ll move invisible pieces!”

Don’t we have a grill at home?

“Yeah, but if this one catches fire, I can run away without guilt.”

Good point.

Izaiah is still alive, if you’re wondering. Subsisting on the mystery red fruit.

“Grrr, I want to buy some food, is that too much to ask?”

You mean you want to cheat? Yes, it is too much.

I mean, come on, we have perfectly good lemons at home! Never mind they’re the shape of those little lemon juice containers from the store.

That, uh. Does not look appetizing.

So what actually happened is that for reasons I do not know, my Sim put the grilled fish down on THIS counter, and so when they closed up shop, they couldn’t get to the food, and presumably the grill at home is unusable. What’s a little starvation eh?

“Whoa, lady, wouldn’t you rather eat what I actually have for sale?”

“Bitch, that is food to feed my starving family.”
“Jeez, Casey, I was just a bit peckish.”

Yeah, we’re doing great. Especially with my inability to remember to pay the bills.

At least we were finally able to bring the fish home.

“Honey, I’m sorry it tastes so bad.”
“I’m a foodie, dear, I’ll clear the plate anyway.”

And because we can’t waste food, the kids get to wake up and eat rotten fish. What’s a little food poisoning in an apocalypse, eh?

Get your ass off the computer, dude. (Note the burnt to a crisp grill in the background.)

“But I’m tired of studying!”

Do you want to be able to eat ever again? Then study.

I can’t imagine the dirt is very good for bunny slippers.

“Oh–oh dear. Well it can’t be any less edible than the other fish I served.”

Er, Raj?

“I can’t take it. That fish… THere was something wrong, wasn’t there? This burp may blow off my head!”

Actually that’s just Izaiah ascending to heaven.

“Er, so… You’re my son? You look like a dweeb.”
“Whatever, dad. At least you cleaned up, I guess.”

Izaiah now Loves the Outdoors in addition to being a Goofball. Appropriate.

“Come on, can’t you sneak me to your house just once?”
“I’m afraid you’ll never leave.”

Is… Is this the Athletic Wear that EAxis gave Raj? Because it’s, uh, different.

“Look, vampires have enlarged incisors, okay? Everyone’s incisors are sharp!”
“Dude, I’m trying to talk about llamas.”

That has got to be the longest fucking skill point of all time.

But one day…

FINALLY.

Okay, confession time. I cheated and bought the Gourmet Cooking book, as there is no way to get the skill without a book, and while Casey could have gotten the perk to write any skill book, she didn’t complete her aspiration goals to do so. So faced with the choice of embarrassment from only unlocking one career in the first generation or the shame of cheating, I chose cheating.

That being said, this means one of the kids must unlock Author to make up for my sins.

“Baby, I did it! With this knowledge, I know I can get food to us again!”

“So do you guys think Dad can fix the food supply chain?”
“No.”
“No way.”

BUT YES HE FUCKING DID!

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Ooof, that was a bloated chapter, but I wanted to get us to this achievement. Next time: No more starving? Another career unlocked? Twins aging up? Find out with me whenever I bother to update again. Cheers.