Happy National Novel Writing Month, guys!!!
My game is so slow. Nitrogen, why don’t you die and give us some more space?
Nitrogen: Why don’t you turn down your graphics setting?
Oh… heh heh.
Aw, love is in the air! Because Sodium needs to get another charisma skill point for money.
I’m a romantic.
Sodium working out for celebrity points. Her adult birthday is soon and she needs one more star, which will likely be the longest to get.
Phosphorous starts training with Hans. Um… don’t look a gift horse in the mouth?
Also, nice braids.
Nitrogen: Why are you getting bad grades? Time out!
Phosphorous: What kind of high-schooler still has to stand in the corner when she gets in trouble?
For the record, the Halloween chapters were non-canon, and this is the first time Hans has ever been ridden. I took away his ‘untrained’ trait for Halloween.
Phosphorous rolls a new wish whose name I forget. But It has to do with reaching Level 10 in riding and earning/winning 40,000 simoleons with Hans.
Then the teens head off to France, because I thought they deserved a little treat.
Unfortunately, we can’t take pets, but Phosphorous is ready to start on her LTW and reads a book about riding.
Silicon: Wanna come explore with me?
Phosphorous: No bitch.
Man: OMG ITS ALUMINUM MENDELEEV
Even people in France know about the legacy kids on the moon. And they want in.
Silicon gets an adventure at the Forgotten Burial Mound.
This picture is so pretty. I’m using it as the legacy’s banner if Silicon is heiress.
Silicon: Oh my gosh! An actual atmosphere! And none of that blasted technology!
Nobody tell her that a motor scooter is technology.
Silicon: I can be badass too!
Aluminum finally convinces Phosphorous to get rid of her book and go to the museum with him.
Phosphorous: The sun was ruining my Gothic pallor, anyway. Why is there Chinese junk in the French museum?
Aluminum: It’s not junk. Everything here is priceless art. That bed, for example, was crafted for an emperor…
Phosphorous: I hit you in the face with ART.
Phosphorous: Great. Egyptian junk now. What’s with those donation signs?
Aluminum: What the hell did you do, Phosphorous?
She donated her homework to the museum and things started getting wonky, so I had them leave.
I’ll bet their teacher never got ‘I donated my homework to the museum’ as an excuse before, though.
Silicon: Ew, a dead thing. I bet Phosphorous would like it.
Phosphorous: Why didn’t you tell me you’d be playing with dead things? I would have come with you if I knew. I thought you meant ‘explore’ like ‘search for French dudes’ or something stupid like that.
So all three of the kids explore the tomb together.
Phosphorous: Look at me! I’m helping!
Silicon and Aluminum: *look*
Aluminum: Look! I’m helping too!
Silicon and Phosphorous: *look into the distance*
Aluminum: This place is sort of spooky.
Silicon: Yeah. Let’s get this treasure and get out of here.
Phosphorous: Why can’t I live here?
Phosphorous: OOOH! A dead body!
Silicon: OOOOH! Magic sparkles!
Ellie: Actually, the sparks are a reaction of…
Shut up, Ellie. Magic. Not science.
Shouldn’t you be excavating the priceless chest of unknown riches with more care?
Phosphorous: Nope. *swings pickaxe*
After that they had ALL THE TREASURES so I sent them back to the hotel.
Lady: OOH! Legacy boy!
Thus ends their first day in France. Next chapter will probably be sometime next week because of school being out almost every day, but I also have NaNoWriMo and college apps (in that order) so I’m not sure.