The Sims2 Death Experiment.
I decided to see exactly what would happen if I locked the Sims into a tiny room with nothing -- not even a floor.
First I made a couple -- Mullet Victim and Skank Victim. Once they got into the room I took away the door.
Making them irritate each other was kind of boring so I made them hit on each other. It takes a long time to get to the kissing stage. And even then there's "peck", after "kissing arm" I got up to the romantic kisses. They seemed happy so I had them irritate each other. ARguing is the first option but eventually Nag because one as well.
It took a while before they had to pee and just went. Because it was a dirt floor after awhile weeds grew. Then they tried to sleep (I kept waking them up). Eventually SKank Victim went crazy and the therapist dropped from the sky. She started acting like a chicken and then recovered. Withouth a shower they started to smell and green fumes were around them.
Finally Mullet died. Death appeared, looked at his notes, made a cell phone call and then a light carried Mullet away leaving an urn. So Skank could mourn. She lasted longer than I thought and finally died.
I think next time I'm going to make smaller quarters but add a coffee machine. And then maybe see how long it takes for a single person to die.
The NPCs just went about their business and didn't have any problems.
I just spamed one of DH's emails with a bunch of jobs. most of which are probbably not a good fit.
t backs away slowly from askye
I'm very glad that the crippling pain (it was also nausea inducing) I was experiencing around my pubic bone let up after that weekend. We never did figure out if it was a mild problem with the public symphysis area, or if I'd strained my bladder. (It started on a Thursday, and I talked to my clinic on Friday--public symphysis problems or bladder issues being their best guesses, with the former seeming more likely to them than the latter--with standing orders from them to go to L&D ASAP if the pain came back at that level. It didn't, so we haven't really bothered following up on it.)
That said, many women say that the loosening of the joints in general can be uncomfortable.
Heh. Yep. It's all in a good cause, but it can make it hard to walk.
t waves
Hi, I'm back home on the Right (as in East, as in correct for me) Coast.
Oh, the adventures we have had.
The Good: Hanging out with Tom's friends, meeting their (almost) 2 year old daughter.
The Bad: getting food poisoning the second day of vacation, and developing a cold (either from the germ machine aka Toddler Erin or the plane) on the way home. I've been trying to catch up with the thread but Tom keeps ordering me back to the couch to rest.
The Ugly: what a health feeb I am, and whatever is awaiting me when I return to work tomorrow.
I probably have more to say than my general, now-standard whining, and I'll think about it and get back to y'all tomorrow.
But seriously, hanging out with Erin and her parents was quite awesome, and more than balanced out the health yuckiness.
{{{Nora}}} I'm glad the fun part of the visit balance out the yuckiness, because that yuckiness sounds quite yucky indeed.
The bedroom is all painted except for the trim, and the wallpaper scraping project which was slated for tomorrow is also done!
Tomorrow is just a little bit of trim and touch-up, and then I have the ritual burning of the painting supplies.
OK, I have to go to bed because I am sick, so Tom tells me.
Also? So very very tired. See you tomorrow.
