Far away from Eden, Ep. 7.2.: Off Campus
Description:Chapter 7.2. of my apocalegacy: writer's block, glitches, evilness... my sanity finally slips away..
Family Name: Doppelpack
Lot Name: Wuesten-Wohnheim (8 Zimmer)
Categories:Komoedie,Lebensgeschichten der Sims,Satire

Dear Bethany,
remember your older brother Brian?
Sorry, I couldn't write earlier, but the
mailman here at college is rather lame
when it comes to deliver things different
than bills - oh, and it had of course
anything to do with this chapter taking so
long to publish *ahem*...
----
rules for the apocalypse and legacy
challenge as always at
www.legacychallenge.com and/or
www.boolprop.com - and an advice: if you
ever think about getting your flatrate
installed by a telefon company, who was
state property and then got privatized -
don't. do. it!

... ehr, yes, were was I ? Oh yes, I bet, you
wouldn't recognize me anymore, cause I
underwent some radical changes... well,
not totally, I still believe that family is
important and a hugging therapy is best,
hehe... but, well, I'm a Nerd now. Yes, a
Nerd, but not a prepubescent, acne-
infested, roleplay-loving Nerd, nope! I'm
a nice Nerd, you know, an ugly-duckling
Nerd, like in the movies, who is in fact an
adorable swan... hey, heroes get only
admiration, while nice Nerds get all the
heartilly hugs... oh, I love hugging!

... hey, even sister Bea can't resist a good
hug, although she's a servo... yes, I call
her servo, I mean, you know, how she
talks, like a manual for a flatrate
installation, you actually need a doctor
title to understand her... and she always
rationalizes things to death, I just
remember my arrival at La fiesta tech...

... where I, by the way, just realized,
that... well, Dad - yes, I know, sis, you
always call him only 'Mom's husband' or
'General Long' - needed a facial surgery,
so someone just... had to follow his
footsteps... *sigh*...

... but that wasn't the only thing, that
bothered me... in fact, before I reached
campus grounds, something... bad had
happened...

... see, I just got into the bus to La Fiesta
Tech - the schoolbus actually, even with
Uncle Tony's help to lift the education
restriction only the crazy schoolbus
drivers were brave enough to cross this
vampire- and zombieinfested
Neighborhood - together with some other
teenagers...

... when we got attacked by zombies!!
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- insert scary teenager horror movie music
here ;) -

... I never was more thankful for Uncle
Tony's strict education... or Grandma's
Showbiz experiences, so I knew, the only
way to escape zombies was by outrunning
them, never hide in any 'safe' places,
because they aren't safe - oh, and always
remember, that the cake (Moo!) is a lie...

...sadly, my other classmates weren't so
well-educated... not even my girlfriend
Ricky (the girl with the pink hair,
remember?) *snif*... oh well, teenager
loves never survive adulthood anyway (at
least in Sims 2... ;) ...

... but the biggest shock was Bea's
reaction to this: she actually asked me,
why I decided against the possibility to
become a zombie!! What the Heck?! I
thought she already lost her mind, when
she tried to persuade me, that as a spare,
regarding Uncle Tony's age and the high
probability of his death in the near future,
an immortal caretaker who can, unlike a
vampire, stay awake 24 hours per day,
would be a big advantage for future
generations...

... you know me, sis, I can't harm a fly,
but this time I was so close beating her
up... but hey, it's Bea, so it's clear, that
you can only beat her by using her own
logic...so I asked her, why she didn't
become a zombie then... and you know
what? she actually told me, she had
thought about this option, after
acknowleding the fact, that there are
proven facts of zombie having children,
like her boss told her...

... yes, you read right, Beth, her boss.. our
older sister has actually bonded with the
leader of the zombies in our neighborhood,
General Don Zombie!!! she say's, that
she's actually working as an
acapella/playback singer for the zombie
dance group! No, I haven't lost it, it's
actually, what she told me... okay, she
said, in exchange, the zombies would leave
our family alone, but still... I mean,
dancing zombies? Who ever heard off...
well except in a music clip of
1986...hopefully, she doesn't adopt a
gorilla or so next...
-----
Don Zombie, current 'Leader' (hey, he's
popular) of the Zombies in the 'Far away
from Eden'-Apocalegacy and father of two
naturally-born children, after(!) he
became a zombie, was made and Uploaded
by Candie from Candies Uglacy &
Prettacy at www.boolprop.com

...anyway, I wasn't really surprised, when
a few day's later, I'd just returned from
my first classes - boooring by the way,
Uncle tony already teached me rocket
science before I got ten - I saw, how she
was handcupped and forced into a car...
thought, they finally decided to take her to
an asylum or so.... of course I was
worried, I just said, I wasn't surprised...

... but instead, they took her to the secret
society of the campus... yes, I know,
Grandma told us about them, and our
house was actually their property, but
since they never made any demands
against us, I thought, the secret society
wasn't anymore...

... but they were in fact, still alive... even
more, they still had Grandmothers self-
portrait from pre-apocalypse times...
----
fun-fact: Anais selfportrait, created
during episode 2, survived three Add-
ons and two accessory packs... *sigh*

.. as well as some of her old photobooth
pictures, she couldn't take with her, when
the vampocalypse stroke...

...well, Bea decided, that our family had a
right to take them back...

... too bad, that she didn't realize, that the
colours Grandma worked with, wouldn't
survive the harsh world outside the
society... oh well...
----
and the moral of the story? Treat your art
carefully, otherwise it will end up like
this...
~ in memoriam Anais's selfportrait,
2007-2008 ~ :(

...anyway, Bea and I passed our first exam
- with honour of course, considering our
uncle was the education minister who set
up the whole curriculum...

... and I made it into the society as well...
you know, It's not that impressive, but
the Llama emblem somehow makes you
feel important...

... still, I finally decided, it was time, to...
adjust my outer beauty to my inner one...
*ehem*.... I mean, it's not that there are
any side-effects for Sims with this, unlike
the theory of Lifeforms getting severely
skin- and bodydamaged by too many
surgeries... *shudder*...

... though sometimes, things can go
wrong...

... really... wrong...

... even repeatedly wrong!...

... but thankfully, everything worked out
great... only my eyesight got a bit...well,
glasses can add a nice touch to people's
faces, too...

... or, if you take them off, get a girls
interest even faster, hehe... pssst, don't
tell Mom, but I'm currently seeing one of
the placeholders from the last chapter - we
have three bolts, hehehe...

.. but now back to Bea... when she isn't
currently with her zombie friends - or her
'other friends', you know, she actually
wants to overthrow Grandma and get
more friends than her = 130+ in short(!) -
she also gives concerts downtown - three-
to five hundred bucks does she get per
hour - some people must really be devoted
fans...

...and Bea really knows, how to open their
purses... she made ten- to twenty-
thousand in less than a week...

... and then spent the whole money into a
community business...
----
rule note: with the gamer restriction in
place, no knowledge, which day it is at uni
and since sundawns/dusks and the time
till exam varies with the time spent on uni
community and downtown lots, for now
it's the rule, that phone calls are only
allowed at the home lot 36-24 hours till
exam per student...

... the Burned Barn, actually the place,
where she started her career as a singer...
-----
- the burned barn, former safehouse made
by Pinstar 1611, transformed into
community lot -

... though she did some slight changes to
the interior, she said...

... like an easier acccessible singing stage -
for the fans, she says, but especially for
money donations...

... still, the easy access isn't always a good
thing... this guy, for example,
autonomously leapt into Bea's arms
without warning... thankfully, she was
strong enough to hold him, athletic
restriction or not...

... though since then, he has a bad crush
on her... frequently visiting the lot, trying
to get into her pants and stuff...better not
tell Nicolai, Bea's promised husband, that,
okay?

...instead, why don't you tell this Fortune
Sim, what happens 'under' the barn... in
fact, after digging a cellar, we discovered
some interesting things, like that one of
the former owners must've been an art
collector or so...

... otherwise there wouldn't be so many
sculptures hidden under the ground...

... not to forget the treasure chest, we
found...whoever the nice donator was,
thanks to him...

... oops, sorry, Beth, I have to stop here,
have to go on stage... Bea has a little cold,
so I'm replacing her this evening... wish
me luck! In the meantime, thousand hugs
for you little sister... and a big kiss for
Ma, Grandma and Grandpa! Hope, you'll
join us soon!
Dearly,
your brother Brian

- Location: F.a.f.E.-Simself Lair, former
SimSim Prison by H3psibah... -

-... frontgate -
" Dumdedumdedum..."
*Meow*
*Mowwr*

" Hello, Nemo... still out there?"
" Huh? Oh, hi Lorin, evening
Angela.... yes, me and the cats just
needed some alone time for a while...
but keep a bubble blower free for me,
please..."

" Nemo, lately you act, like something
is wrong..."
"Wrong? What should be wrong? I
mean, aside the fact, that the 'real'
Nemo is still captured, while I'm only
a doppleganger, that an evil Alien
conquers my neighborhood with the
help of the most evil guys from in-
and outside the sims realm, that my
legacy family is infiltrated by a traitor,
that Sonicdude tries to trade my, I
mean Nemo's daughter against the
hell, that Don Zombie does the
thriller, that... but aside from that,
everything is okay, why'd you ask,
Lor?"
" Okay, point taken..."

" Nemo, why do you even have to get
so many subplots, where all these
things happen, into your story? Can't
you just skip one or two or end them
with 'suddenly, a satellite drops on
Uranium, kills her and her friends,
and the 'real' Nemo is free again' ?"
" Pieper, if that would be so easy, I'd
already done it..."
"...but?"

... well, one problem is, that these
subplots have a... 'life' of their own...
even if I could skip them, it wouldn't
be... satisfying to end them this way...
or do you think, anyone would read a
story like...'in a land faw away lived a
king, who had three beautiful
daughters...' if they end with 'one day,
aliens landed, everone got killed, the
end' ?"
" Why not... I mean, why do you
think, all these subplots are
necessary?"
"... well, I hope they are... anyway,
they're there now, that's the
problem..."

"... because I can't skip them, anyway!"
" you can't?"
" Only the 'real' Nemo could... I'm
bound to mere... picture arranging
and commenting, nothing more... why
do you think, is the story told by the
family members for so long now?"
" And you really have no clue, where
the 'real' Nemo is?"
" Sadly no... if at all, only Uranium
knows... and believe me, I'd do
anything to get my hands on this
crazy alien... in fact, if she'd be here,
I'd twist her neck like a... *grmbl* "

" Hi folks!"
" Who... where... Uranium? *shudder*
"

" Haha, na, that would be good... no,
I'm Pettech... sorry, I wasn't fast
enough to get into last chapter, I have
some similar problems with the evil-
doer in my own apocalypse story, but
since so many Simselfs are here, I
thought, I'd pay you a visit... oh, and I
brought a friend with me..."
" Pettech, does this guy wear a scuba
helmet?"
" Oh yes, that's Nemo, Captain, the
helmet is actually his... trademark,
right?"
" Well, to be honest, It's actually a way
to hide, that I suck at making my own
Simself..."

"... but nevermind... well,
Pettech,Captain, welcome to my... I
mean, the 'far away from Eden'-
neighborhood, enjoy your stay and..."
" Hey, you seem to have a lot of cats
here... you wouldn't possibly house
another one for a while, my cat Potato
has stressed my nerves quite a bit for
some time now ..."
" Uh, sorry, but... not another cat, I
already have half a dozend now from
my own family... not to forget Lorins
Sake from her apocalypse and...
besides, I...I couldn't guarantee her
safety, with all these vampires and
zombies around...eheh..."

"... oh please, Nemo, that's silly... I
mean, I've heard of the problems you
have, but cats? Cats rule the
apocalypse, and I never heard of a
vampire or zombie cat..."
"... doesn't mean it couldn't be,
besides... imagine all the Simselfs here
get bitten or turned into Zombies,
what do you think, will happen to the
kittens? Last time I saw, the adoption
center wasn't rebuilt yet..."
" Nemo, please, you don't even
believe yourself, that all these Simselfs
can be turned in vampires, even if
they stay forever downtown and..."
" What do you think, girls, should she
be the first one, we'll turn, hmm?"

" Huh? What... who?"
" Waaah! I knew it! I knew this would
happen! Now the whole Lair will turn
into Vampires! Simselfs turning evil!"

" Hahaha, no sweat Nemo, just a
joke..."
"Michelle, I'm sorry, but I can't laugh
about this anymore..."
"... you're really taking this serious,
aren't you?"

"... Michelle, I just don't know, what to
do anymore... Uranium tries to turn
my neighborhood into a breeding pot
of evilness, and the subplots are
actually taking so much time, that she
might as well succeed with whatever
she plans..."
"... and just because the 'real' Nemo is
still missing?"
" *sigh*... yes..."

"...can't you just... spy on Uranium or
so, where she hides him?"
" ... I wish, I could... but that's another
problem of this subplottiness, I can
only see, what I'm actually allowed to
see..."
" And if you'd set a spy or so, on her,
who specifically looks after the real
Nemo, could you find him then?"
" *sigh*, I think, that would be just
another subplot... but... wait a minute!
Yes, that could work, a ... a 'deus ex
machina', a person, who just come to
this realm, frees the real Nemo and
therefore solves all the subplots...!...
but whom?"
" Nemo, I think, there is someone you
should talk to..."

"... and that's the whole story,
Blueberry."
" Okay, let me get this straight: you
ask me to borrow my Agent Snuggles
- with the License to squeal - to ... 'free
yourself' and so end Uraniums and
the other guys reign over your
neighborhood, correct?"
"Exactly."
" You know, all this... this plottiness
doesn't actually sound logical for
me..."
" *sigh*... this whole story was never
really built on logic, Blueberry..."
"... well, okay... but then..."
" Yes, yes, I got it, in exchange, I'll be
co-host for your Bachelor Challenge...
or placeholder, if you want, okay!"
------
Blueberrypie360: writer of the
amazing 'Bearly alive' -apocalypse
challenge - bears, weazels, vampires,
zombies, werewolves - yes, it's like
this story, just with more logic... ;)

" Okay, than it's settled, just let make
me make a quick call..."

*click*
"Hello?"
----
Meet Agent Snuggles, with the License to
squeal, heiress to the Bear family, here
still in her pre-fired clothing... two times
fired in a row, that's really harsh... stupid
chance cards...

" Ah yes, hello, Agent, here speaks
High Command... yes, correct,
another mission... nono, the current
mission still runs, this is actually a
mission besides the main mission...
no, you don't have to cancel anything,
in fact, you'll continue as usual... or
nearly usual... listen, agent, for this
mission, we will split you in two... I
mean, there will be 'another' Agent
Snuggles, who will solve this new
mission in another realm, while you'll
stay actually where you are... well,
you'll be bonded by a certain degree,
exchanging information and... yes, I
know, this sounds rather unlogical,
but believe me, Agent, this other
realm bends some of the strings of
reality... yes, that's an order... you'll
see, when you arrive here... yes,
mission parameters will follow... good
luck, agent."

" Okay, I've instructed her, she will
then be there next chapter..."
" Ah good, thanks Blueberry, perhaps
I'll even be able to finish this challenge
then, when the subplots stop..."

" Hey, Helmet boy?"
" Hm? Aw man, let me guess, another
subplot, right...?"

" ... oh, that's you, Gage, how's it
going!"
" How's it going? One word, Scuba
guy: terrible!"
" Why, what's terrible... except the
whole terror already there?"
" The girls, fishermen's friend, the
girls! First, the Simselfs banned me
from the Lair, well, that's already
pretty bad, but now your downtown...
all these Undeads...I mean, one half of
the chicks sleeps the whole day, and
the other half... I don't care, if my
stepdad is their leader, but... how can
I dig a chick, if I can't touch her,
without tearing her into pieces,
literally...?!"
" Well, Gage... you know, I actually try
to find a way, to finally solve this...
eh... problem for you.., so..."
*Bark* *Bark*

" Aw, man... not you again... ssh, sssh,
go away...!"
"...another problem?"
" Exactly, scuba boy... fraggin dog,
follows me everywhere, always
barking... tell me, how can you
succesfully make your move on the
ladies, if a stupid stray follows you
everywhere..."
*Bark* *Wraff* *Bark*
" A stray?... wait a minute..."

" Hey, I know you... you're Tom
Rosengarden, the dog of Tim
Rosengarden from the pets expansion
and the placeholder for chapter.... 2.2,
right?
*BARK* *BARK* *GRRRR!*
" Oh shush... you know, I bet I can tell,
why you're following Gage... It's
because he's a werewolf, right? It's the
whole 'Secret-yet-not-existing-
werewolf-empire'-story, yes?!"
*HOOWL*
" Ahah, thought so... okay, to make
this clear: I - have no - intention to
allow a werewolf
army/empire/invasion etc. -
understood?! I had enough trouble, no
more!"
*hooooooooooowwwl...*

" Oh quit your whining, you... but
wait, this could actually... yes..."
*bark?*

" Okay, Tom, how's this: no werewolf
empire while the apocalypse is
running - but, if you and your
dogfriends help me to end this
madness, you'll get one, okay?"
*bark?*
" yes, you'll help me, then I'll help
you, deal?"
*BARK!**BARK!* *BARK!*
" Whew... thanks, at least one problem
less..."

" and hopefully, I can solve the other
problems as well... okay, back to the
usual 'subplot of evil'..."

... to the Count's castle, Uraniums
headquarter...

... oh, my...
"...and then I used my wand and:
*BOFF* - another fresco for the walls,
hahaha!"
" Oh man, Voldi, you rock! That was
fabolous!"
" Yeah, I especially liked the part with
the Giant snake in the girls toilet,
hehehe..."
" Fleshling, you have to teach me
some of your tricks, I really could use
them for my...."

" *Ahem* ... Gentlemen, ladies... or
Kristial, to be precise... I hope, you
enjoyed the meal, and had enough
time to refresh, cause now it's time to
get back to the usual planning and
scheming..."

"... but first, I guess, you've already
realized, that one of us, our guest
from Germany, Mr. Simler, isn't there
anymore, but..."
" Urrrg... I - just - can't - believe - we -
ate - this - guy!!"
" Kirstial, we've already been through
that, Cowplant milk isn't that different
and..."
" Uranium, we ate him! Like
cannibals, dammit, just because you
ordered Lecter...!"
----
read chapter 7.1., the end for a better
understanding...

" Mrs Legacina, I can understand your
anger about that, but I assure you, you
have nothing to worry, see, my goal
was always to ennoble the remnants
of coarse persons by turning them into
something..."
" Stop, I'm getting sick!"
"... but in Mr. Simlers case, it was
actually hopeless... he was rotten to
the bone... in fact, in the end, I could
only salvage some parts of his brain,
who contain his love for animals and
his interest in architecture and
vegetarism,... the rest... believe me,
not even 'I' would eat that..."
" Pffft... you humans are
pathetic...arguing about the
consistence of your fuel.. in the
matrix, we feed you in your tubes
with your own liquified..."
" Okay, that's it, my stomach is
officially on strike now, I wont eat
anything here anymore, till I'm back
home..."

"...are you all finished now with
exchanging cooking recipes? Cause I
really want to continue..."

"... okay, since we're now one less, I
ask an aquaintance of me, if he would
like to join our round... gentlemen,
Kirstial, say hello to our new guest..."
"Oh, who is it?"
"Hey, isn't that...?"
----
... oh no, please, don't let it be true... not
more villains... *sigh*

"...Mr. Larch Vetinari from the
Vetinari Dualegacy!"
" Howdy Uranium, hi guys... wow,
nice convention you’re having here...
have to admit, that can be called
'eeevil' with three 'e'..."
------
... okay, despite the fact, that More villains
in this neighborhood equal more trouble,
but having Larch here is really an
honour...

" Hey, Vetinari, old buddy, long time
no see..."
" Rhys, old pal, should've known
you're here... always playing with the
big boys, what?"
" I have to admit... it's impressive...
this game seems like a perfect
breeding ground for new scholars of
the dark force...."
"... or the forbidden curses,
imperator... if I'd known this..."
" Bah, what's so sensationel about that,
wrinklefaces... this game is mostly
played by females, after all! Females
killed me, females defeated me...
believe me, females are the true horror
on this planet..."

" Okay, now that our newest member
had his necessary amount of pictures
this time, let us continue with the
central character in this story: me!
Now, listen closely, cause I want to
tell you, how exactly we can destroy
the family of this story, turn the
neighborhood into a new domain of
evilness and..."
*ding-dong*

"Oh, for Potty gods sake... what is it
this time?"
" It's the doorbell."
" Yes, Purple, I've already realized
that... but who is it?"
" How should I know?"
" Well, for example, as my servant,
you could go and... oh forget it, I'll just
go myself...
*cough*stupidRockyHorrorLookalike*
cough*..."

"...okay, who is..?... oh, you."

" Ave, Uranium."
Good evening.
" N'evening, dear, nice to see you
again..."
------
Great, more villains... :( - From left to
right:
Julia Cesar, gen-heiress from Blites 'Ten-
Cesar'-Legacy - never ever accept an
invitation for dinner, unless you're
suicidal...
Larsee Marlin from Pettech 'Fire Valley' -
Apocalypse Challenge, an evil Alien, that
forced the to crashland in the
neighborhood - trade mark: speaks
cursive....
Malcolm Landgraab - the rich brat from
OFB's Blue water village, arch enemy to
the Nebula's in MichelleFobbs 'A
planetary Apocalypse' - he's vampified
here, but it doesn't change much, he's still
a su...[censored]
Plus, a random werewolf, who just walked
into the picture - no werewolf empire, for
the last time!

" Oh, spare me the charade and come
to the point: what do you want?!"
"Hey, that's not a way to treat his
guests..."
" I didn't invite you!"
" That's true, that's why we're actually
here, after we heard, that you plan to
have a neighborhood full of evilness
here... I mean, we're more than...
'qualified', to... "

" Sorry, but we're closed, now buzz
off!"
" Hey, girl, why so rude... after all,
you already invited every bad guy
from in- and outside the sims realm..."
" Right, and its my decision, who I
invite, and who not... and I don't need
competition from other apocalypse
stories..."
"... but usual Legacy characters and
arch villains are allowed?"
" Bah, they're all Wussies and Nerds,
no match for me... people like them I
eat for breakfast - literally..."

... is she always like that?
" Uraniums ego is as big as the big
apple, Larsee, just ignore her..."
... but isn't she in fact powerful?
" There's a difference between
powerful and bigheaded - I remember
Uranium in Orikes Pseudo Legacy -
she went on and on with her cunning
plan to take control, and what did she
establish? Nothing! If I had been in
charge, then..."
Why did you come here, then?
"...don't want her to spoil another
occasion..."
So you plan to usurp her?
" Of course, I'm Roman, we practically
invented this business..."

"Hey, where in potty gods name do
you two think, you're... and what the
heck is that servo doing there?!"

" *Brrrrz* - accessing data of this
apocalypse - *ding* result: this lot
breaks diverse restrictions: to big -
showers detected without medical
lifted - no rose bushes, before Natural
Science is lifted - starting apocafying
protocol, initiate removal of plants - "
-----
... great, also this guy...okay, not really a
villain, but a pain in the... for every
apocalyse player....from Blueberry-pies
'Bearly alive' -Apocalypse: 8x8 (yes,
that's his name), the Apoca-Servo,
unforgiving supervisor for apocalypse
rule breakings - and the Counts castle
surely is a direct hit into his ocular...

" Hey, cut it off, you stupid machine,
stop ruining through my - I mean the
Count's - castle?! Get lost, before I
transform you into a tea service!"
" *Brrrzl* Danger - initiating denfense
protocol alpha..."

" *BrrzL* Attack, Attack, Attack...!"
" OW... wait, I'll get you, you...take
that!"
"Wooo!"
" Ten bucks on Uranium!"
" Twenty on the Metall freak!"
-----
... the only good thing about villains: if
they don't fight the good guys, they
usually start to kick each other...
hopefully, that'll slow them down till next
time... okay, uni and subplots are over
again, let's see, how the home lot is
doing...

Dear big brother Brian,
thanks for your letter - and: boy, you and
Bea seem to have a lot of fun...makes me
wish, that it'll be tuesday soon, so I can
join you... but tell you what, we had a lot
of funny - and strange things happen,
too...

... though most of the time, it was business
as usual: me studying like mad... *sigh*

... then Be... I mean 'Dad's' Ghost's were
visiting us again... it's odd, but we
haven't seen Uncle Alex for some time
now... normally, he spooks on a regular
schedule so nobody needs to be scared,
when he appears...

... oh, and Mom and Mr. Nicolai are
constantly at work to satisfy their fortune
aspiration... Nicolai has already a robot
gold badge, and Mom just wrote her third
novel...

... and Uncle Tony, at least when he isn't
observing my studies, teaches Barry for
his Security pet job...

... or works on his toy badge... you know,
I've heard about other families, who spend
their time together with funny activities...
well, we spend our time together with
working activities... even Grandma and
Grandpa do it...

... even if they are expecting another baby
- yes, you've heard right, we've got a new
uncle soon... totally weird, an uncle
younger than his nieves and
nephews...still, Grandma and Grandpa
are happy...

... and so am I! Not only became I and
Barry best friends...

.... but I also made my first friend from
outside the family... it'sa boy I met in
school, a half-Alien from the local
orphanage... and a totally freaky guy...
guess, what his name is?

... his name is 'Booger'!... Okay, it's
rather sad then funny, and it makes me
wonder, what parents were so cruel to...
well, I didn't want to hurt his feelings, so
I've never asked him about his
parents...by the way: he's really good at
school - nearly as good as I am, hehe...
-----
Note: Booger - son of Plutonium
Apocalypso and Vanessa, the zombie-ex-
secret-society-chick from La Fiesta Tech -
and therefore, actually Bethany's
halfbrother...

... still, I like Booger, he actually knows a
lot about apocalypse challenges or
interesting new games... it's only a bit
annoying, if he asks how it's possible, that
I never heard of Games like Mary Mack,
or snowball fights... hey, I'm spending
most of my time reading books, I can't
know everything, right?

... and then there was the time, when I
talked with him about the evil Alien
Uranium , who threatens the
neighborhood...

... he really got a reddish tone on his green
skin, like if he felt embarrassed... okay,
perhaps because he's an Alien too, so I
assured him of course, that for me,
evilness has nothing to do with being an
Alien...

... and of course, I used your special
treatment on him: Happy Hug!...after,
that we didn't talk anymore about these
things... *sigh* you know, I wish, someone
of our family would lift law enforcement
soon, so we could adopt Booger... I mean,
nobody should be an orphan in an
apocalyptical neighborhood...

... and I think, Booger would like to stay
with us, too. Actually, one night, he came
to our house with a little bag, standing for
quite some time at the edge of our lot...
seems, like he 'escaped' from the
orphanage... when Grandma spotted him
outside, she tried to invite him over, since
it was so cold outside, but he didn't
react... and then suddenly some really,
really weird things happened...

... first, a number of red clouds appeared
at all points of the lot...

... then suddenly, 'invisible' things
appeared, blocking our way out of the
house, as you can not see here ;)...

... though they were there, like this
invisble hottub...this is actually the first
time, one of us saw... or don't saw... a
hottub working, there is still not enough
water supply... anyway, we had a big
problem, regarding the fact, that no one of
us could leave the house anymore...
-----
... okay, now this is a glitch, I've never
heard of: invisible - and, even worse,
unclickable
and -deletable objects!... I'm afraid, this
makes it necessary to take some serious
actions...

... and then suddenly this box appeared,
saying something like 'I am Bat-box' and
immediately vanished again, shortly
followed by...
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... the reappearance of the invisible
objects! Boy, I wonder, where all that
came from...?

... and too bad, we couldn't keep them...
Mom said, It'd break the rules... so we
gifted them all to Bea's Ex-girlfriend...
yep, he was here, when the zombies
attacked your bus, Big Bro... we spent the
rest of the night, giving him objects after
object after object... how come, that our
inventory space is limited, while townies
are still... I begin to understand, why
Grandma says, that's a weird world out
there...

... oh, oh, something happens... seems, like
Grandma goes into labor, while I'm
writing...

... yes, I was right, we have a new uncle
now, brother... and he looks just like uncle
Tony...

... definitely like uncle Tony... I bet,
anyone else would think, they're
Grandfather and nephew, and not brother
and brother...

... oh, and Grandma insisted, we name our
new uncle after uncle Alex... I mean, his
deceased brother Alex... so we called him
'Alexandre Junior Eden'... hehehe, junior,
that's a good name for an uncle younger
than his own neices and nephews...
hmmm, I think I'll call him uncle 'Jun'...

... oh, looks like it's time for me to finish,
sorry brother... but you know, I'll to grow
up today, and to grow up platin, I need to
go to bed now, to keep my current
aspiration... and it's already saturday, I
think, I'll join you and Bea at tuesday
then... hopefully you and Bea won't finish
college in that time, because I really want
us all at least one time at college together,
okay, bro? So please wait for me and save
me a welcome hug, yes?
Hugging you constantly,
Bethany
----
... and that's the end... oh, yes, this time,
lots of glitches has plagued the family,
hopefully this doesn't happen again... and
I really wonder, what caused this glitch...
especially since it happened around the
time, Booger came to the lot...

... oh, still an epilogue...
"...wheew, that was close... potty god
bless the diverting power of glitches...
but I think, I'll have a word with
Booger later... thankfully, he hasn't
told her so far anything ..."
----
Of course! This wasn't an accident,
this was on purpose, planned by
Bethany's father, Plutonium... seems
like he's more dangerous than I
thought, not Uranims imbecile son at
all... then again, who uses invisible
objects to distract people??
... anway, chapter is over so far...
hoepfully I can solve all these
subplots next chapter... thanks for
bearing with me through this
anyway...thank you and good-bye...

... damn, another epilogue... right, the
Sonicdude-in-hell-subplot, totally forgot
about that...
"... O.., Opa, ich... (translation:
Grandpa, I...)"
" ... Sush, you imbecile... Grandpa's
busy right now... 2,333457 %, and I'll
get your daughter heart and liver!"
" 42,5567 %, and you can have her
bladder!"
" NO!"
" YES!"
" DAAAADDD... Mmmmph!"
... to be (probably?) continued...