In which we meet this strange thing called food…

Last time we were here, Raj had brought food back to the world. And presumably he brought it back on a Sunday, or I did some more cheating here, didn’t I?

“Iaziah, what are these strange things?”
“Beats me. Dad brought them home.”
“So we shouldn’t risk them?”
“Not at all.”

Speaking of cheating, I am constantly canceling these interactions.

“Hello, Apocalypse Delusion Hotline?”

Do something useful, like teach Raven about homework.

“What does this matter if we’re living the end of the world?”

Zombies hate smart kids.

Just Cassie sashaying down the street with her hella abs. Like you do.

“You know I’m hot!”

I don’t know why this family doesn’t have more friends, really.

“Please, strange girl taking a walk, be my friend! We’re gonna need to move in a spouse!”
“Just keep walking, just keep…”

Alas, it seems people don’t like being accousted by random smelly people, and so it’s another night of playing chess with Iaziah.

“Screw this!”

You could join your mother in… Um, whatever this is.

“Just practicin’ being a zombie to fool my archnemesis. Does the hat ruin the effect?”

No, but I think your kid just got smacked by an imaginary pirate ship.

“Ow my eyes!”

Then day arrives again and it’s back to annoying the neighbourhood kids.

“And then the biggest bear of all said–“

The biggest bear of all said look, you have to visit the weirdos.

“Lady of my age, I am not a-bear-able?”
“That really doesn’t work as a pun.”
“Shut up.”

“It’s been rough, Raj, but I think we’ve done it. Our kids will make it.”

“Because the aliens could have come at any minute!”

“Grumble mumble, stupid alien crap, grumble, kids and their monsters…”

Seriously, fuck the monster-under-the-bed crap.

Someone made a nice painting that we can do literally nothing with. Ah, apocalypse challenges.

At least we can eat top quality food now, though. And for once Cassie is in her nice top!

“Hmm, that hem is pretty weird, did you make your own clothes too?”
“Honestly, why does mom make me come here.”

Either to get a break from you or get gossip for bingo. Or both.

… Do bingo nights even still exist? My concept of social was poor even before the pandemic shut it all down.

Can’t say the same for good ol’ Katarina tough! Maybe now she can make frie–

What.

Look, in the middle of a fight is not the time to check your nails!

Okay, is this is a fight or interpretive breakdancing.

Ah, interpretative dancing.

“Well I am not impressed!”
“Haha, suck it, weirdo!”

“Did you see that? Pure creativity!”

“Oh yeah, kids! Pull hair and poke eyes! $50 on–“

Cassie!

Well at least Izaiah is getting somewhere.

“So see this, this is a poor wrist position. You’ll get carpal tunnel for sure.”
“Mom, this is just for a spelling test…”

So I can only assume it’s the neighbourhood brawl despite not seeing it in the overlay.

That or we’re really making friends.

Well at least this is getting somewhere, despite her constant look of boredom!

“Why yes, I work out three times a day!”

I think lips normally touch when kissing. This just looks like she’s imitating animals.

Aaaaand then WickedWhims made it weird.

“Did we really willingly get kicked out to let our son have sex in our bed?”
“Meh, I’m just amazed he found anyone at all.”

Well, whatever happened, they didn’t lose dinner over it. Can’t waste food in an apocalypse.

Oh good, the guy I can’t control is breaking the rules. You know what, fair enough. It’ll keep my SIms off it.

And yeah I let them do the Thanksgiving stuff. Not like they can use anything that comes from it anyway.

“Look dude, I don’t recall giving you permission to see me in my underwear!”

Ugh I hate mean interaction tasks. I just suck at being a jerk in this game, but as you can see, we need to get that done so she can get promoted.

“Hey mysterious cold lady, call me maybe?”

Er, are Sims allowed to use musical instruments? Or was this another one I clicked off of while grumbling?

“At least we don’t need to click these off anymore!”

Indeed! Look at that pretty cake!

Yes, it’s time to grow the twins up. Don’t look so thrilled, Cassie.

Oops, the cake had TNT, sorry.

Here’s an unimpressed Raven wearing rainbow pride PJs…

And then Katarina just launched straight through the roof and out of the house.

“Grr, she’s stealing my spotlight!”

Oh get over it, Raven.

With so many people in the house, it’s time to expand even further. Up here we have various items to build skills and as you can see, it’s a Sunday so I for once wasn’t breaking any rules.

Sadly we can’t move any of the beds down here, hence the desperate need for more room.

Oh, and then Raj aged up. I guess he helped build the new addition and it took everything he had or something.

Cassie is excited though. Finally no more neverending jogs around the neighbourhood!

Sadly, though, for the new teens, chess continues to be their best bet.

So the new year came and when I loaded the game, I completely forgot that I already had Izaiah pursuing a girl, so I had him go for this one too, to her clear confusion.

“But doesn’t he have a…?”

Raj’s duties fulfilled, he likes to spend time alone with the trust chess set.

When he isn’t showing off his culinary skills.

“Honey, this is perfect!”
“How do chopsticks work?”

None of them have a clue, really.

“Think of it like a urinal, bro! You can’t stab a urinal!”

Sadly, watching someone fail with chopsticks is not romantic.

“Come, please?”
“Um, no, you’re so uncoordinated that you’d probably kiss my ear.”

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Toss this in the toilet?”
“Hell yeah.”

Meanwhile, our effort to mean our way to the top of the career continues.

“YOU WILL OBEY ME!”

Sadly, it doesn’t go well, though.

“Say, Cassie, need a vacuum? I have one for sale!”

I love how every last person these people meet seems to hate them.

“Ugh, I can’t believe I have to socialize with these smelly dweebs.”

Apparently, they don’t want to socialize with you either.

“Ahhh, time to fish in my stylish hot weather outfit!”

Seriously, what happened to the ugly default clothes?

“So, baby, do you like bikes, because I’m thinking you are one– Mom!”

I don’t know who the emo at the table is, but he seems befuddled by Cassie’s predicament.

Ah, yes, that is how I eat berries too. From the stem up.

Yep, another teen to try and seduce. We need to keep our options open.

Because look who just aged up!

“Whoa, I look exactly the same.”

That’s Sims 4 for you.

“Look, Father Winter, can’t I get just one gift?”
“That sounds against the rules.”
“Look, I need something to survive this place!”

Well, at least Katarina is effective at socializing. Emo teen is now a friend!

Aren’t they sweet. Never mind the gift is probably a rock or something.

“So, *ahem*, underwear, you *cough* wear it?”

Yeah, I finally figured out that Izaiah already had a girlfriend.

Well, she’s supposed to be a girlfriend. Not washing his hands before flirting makes him a bit of a loser, though she seems entranced.

“Hmmm, body odour, but what is underneath that…?”

I, uh, guess we fixed the stove? And the mob threw her into mud evidently.

“Gosh, I love chess! It makes me feel so… Creative!”

Raj the weirdo is so close to getting that big aspiration hit.

Unfortunately, these are the losers that he has to count on.

This girl has had enough of this family.

“Look, I already had to deal with your brother leading me on, and now you think I’ll just be friends?!”

“Man, chess sucks. Why do I have to do this?”

For fun, presumably. It also keeps you out of trouble.

Raj, as you can see, is entirely too happy for a man living in the apocalypse. The world ended? Who cares, it’s snowing!

… Okay yeah I’m the exact same way.

Guess she had enough of chess.

“Look, won’t you let me be mean to you? Please?“

“Look, I hate the depressed goth guy too, but it’s 11PM. Let me go home!”

Sadly doing that didn’t count as mean as I recall, so we had to just go for other things.

Like trying to hug him, apparently.

“Come on, man, I don’t even smell!”

Apparently we decided to chase after him.

“Look, dude, I can help you find things!”
“Get away form me, woman!”

Officers, we have a drunk driver during the apocalypse, please patrol Oasis Springs.

Wai–

Raj?!

“I… I feel funny.”

RAJ!!!!

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Now there’s a cliffhanger, eh? Find out next time whether Raj survives his midnight embarrassment death! Stay healthy and safe.

Tschuess.