Thursday, May 21, 2015

The Unseelie Court: Mark

I quit my job when the pigs said I couldn't have any time off for getting married. It doesn't matter - I have already set up enough puppets that I can rule with or without the official title.

Without the ability to strike at me directly, Thomas became the target of my enemies. Some of them wanted him to volunteer for an experimental plant substance - as if such things could possibly work on us anyway. He wisely declined - better to be safe than sorry, and my desire to see Thomas die in cruel and unusual ways was tempered by my desire for him to make a few more technological breakthroughs first.
When I left off last time, the heir had just gotten married and set the next generation in motion. His brother Thomas is a Top Secret Researcher, so Science is getting close.

Mark has no boss or coworkers; he had only 1 good friend, and I decided not to get any more, allowing him to quit. (You aren't intentionally allowed to be late for work or anything, but you can be less than diligent about repairing relationships - it's all in the margins). I want to finish getting his Painting to 10 to secure the LTW (Illustrious Author). Yolanda's LTW is Bottomless Nectar Cellar, which is impossible to lift at the moment, so I don't want to waste Mark's as well.



I became the father to triplets - Jack, Cordelia, and Peregrine. Jack looks like a complete loser - Cordelia, now she has potential. I cannot in good conscious choose Jack as my heir, even if he was born a few minutes earlier. Cordelia it is.
Instant family. Jack is Eccentric, Good; Cordelia is Easily Impressed, Evil; and Peregrine is Absent-Minded, Easily Impressed. 3 kids is good; 4 would be better. They immediately Try For Baby again.



After gifting us with a few products of his new mad science, Thomas decided to leave. I'll miss being able to kick him in the head, but I guess we need the room. I did pull a few strings to get his intended housing re-assigned though - he can start out homeless. Just so he remembers who is in charge.
Science lifted. A good complement to Medical and Military; this is going fairly well. I don't have enough for a teleportation bad, but Thomas might as well spot me a Collection Helper before he goes. On the same day, I had four birthdays: the triplets, and Mark.



The fertility magic that Dad had revealed to us was clearly working, since I now had a new set of triplets - Earl, Jane, and Mordecai - to look after. It's just as well the first set are toddlers - I'm not sure I'd ever get any sleep at all otherwise, the little mongrels. I have a strange feeling towards my children. Not hate, or urge to kill - something else. Not sure what to call it. Kind of the opposite of those things. Mustn't let it get me soft ... oh, that's so cute!

There was a disadvantage to Thomas leaving; we are left with a cash flow problem. Fortunately, I am well able to look after the kids, so Yolanda put her name forward. I tried to pull some strings, but the best I could do for her was a coffee courier. It's a start, and I can continue to pull some strings to get her something a little more prestigious. Indeed, one of our main continuing problems are the state factories- while theoretically something I now control, in practice they are run by independent businessmen who think they can buy and sell politicians, even me. So we'll have to beat them at their own game - though I'm certainly going to kill as many as possible, I suspect they will take appropriate precautions.
And another set of triplets. Earl is Artistic, Clumsy; Jane is Artistic, Brave; Mordecai is Easily Impressed, Good. That's right everyone, it's time to play 8 Sims At Once! I would have settled for a single there, but apparently triplets it is.

That frees up Yolanda, so she grabs a job: Business. Not bad, works well with Politics, really need Athletics to complete the set. But Business will certainly do.

Poor old Mark has been run a bit ragged, but now he'll get a bit more of a break. Cordelia is now Coward, Easily Impressed, Evil (very much her father's daughter); Jack is Can't Stand Art, Eccentric, Good; Peregrine is Absent-Minded, Easily Impressed, Hydrophobic. Middling to bad traits, but that's the Apocalypse Challenge for you.

The other set are now all toddlers, so lower maintenance. Of course, there are now bigger food pressures; I have a fair bit stashed, but no more two meals a day for anyone (except Yolanda, who can lick as many plates as she likes).



The kids grew up fast, and before I really knew it I was occasionally getting a full night's sleep, because the eldest kids were in school. The downside is that I was hungry a lot more; as much as it's important to keep my strength up, I have to keep the little buggers fed otherwise they're of no use to me.

It seemed like only a couple of days after that the younger triplets were starting school as well. Meanwhile, Yolanda was having trouble at work. She was managing to impress and get promotions - not exactly swiftly, but quickly enough - but she complained about lack of co-workers and bosses. I checked into it; apparently my assassins were being a little overzealous.
The kids are looking a little plump there. Apparently I overfed them; that's not something that is likely to continue.

I've gotten Yolanda to Corporate Drone, but she's yet to go to work and have the same boss on successive days. Of course this is partly because of short lifespans for the humans, but it cannot be entirely explained in such a fashion - and Business, especially, is tricky to clear if you can't keep the same work colleagues. But she has plenty of time.

With 6 children, I now start to see a lot of "Hungry". I am ruthless here; once they become teens they can't get food at school, so the child period is one where I stash extra food.



With my illustrated propaganda leaflets now seriously undermining the mob and police alike - we don't like entities we don't control - we received an anonymous gift. Well, it arrived anonymously, but I recognised Thomas' magitek when I saw it. It was a device that could control the weather. I could call snow for the weekends, and sunshine during the week so that the kids would not have to stay home. Useful - but limited. It couldn't bring back spring, only give us a bit of control over the days of winter. But a start, no doubt.
That's the second LTW for the collection. I use it to get a Climatron Control Unit - in large part because I've never done that before, and I figured why not? It has the power to banish Snow Days, in effect.

It is now Week 15, Day 2, and the first set of triplets are now teens. Cordelia is Bot Fan, Coward, Easily Impressed, Evil, with Athletics 3, Logic 7, Painting 3, Writing 4. Jack is Can't Stand Art, Eccentric, Gatherer, Good, with Athletics 3, Logic 8, Painting 3, Writing 3. Peregrine still hasn't lost her baby fat in the face there (looks a bit like her mother); she is Absent-Minded, Easily Impressed, Hydrophobic, Light Sleeper, with Athletics 3, Logic 7, Painting 3, Writing 3.


With Yolanda now the division manager, I have extra work on my hands to keep 3 precocious teenagers fed and focussed without a working high school to educate them. I think a course of extreme callisthenics will do for a start. But my task is coming to a close; they need much less supervision than before, and I can begin to focus on behind the scenes manipulation to assist Yolanda and pave the way for the kids. In order to draw my enemies away, I'm going to fake my own death, leaving with nothing but the clothes on my back. The kids know the truth, but Yolanda might need to be lied too.

Well, maybe she won't need to be lied to, but I'm going to lie to her anyway. Best to keep in practice.
With the first set now teens there is no real need for Mark anymore, so he gets kicked out of the house. Next time, we'll start the massive aerobics sessions while the younger kids play hopscotch and dominoes.

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