"Mooooom," Acai said with embarrassment. She glanced around. "So where's Citron?"
Carmen had to see his daughter grow up, but soon after headed to bed.
***THE TORCH IS PASSED***
Estevan nervously glanced around. "This really isn't the wild and crazy place I thought we'd go. I was thinking more along the lines of going to The Grind and grabbing some drinks."
Estevan gamely proved his machoism by trying one, as well. He swayed unsteadily on his feet.
Estevan lowered his head into the palm of his hand and pressed his fingers against his eyes. "Yeah, no, I'm fine. I just..." he trailed off as he shook his head. Pinning me with a probing glance, he raked me up and down. "How do you feel?" he asked, as though he was upset I wasn't having an adverse reaction.
I grinned at him. "I'm perfectly..." Immediately my legs clutched together. Oh Plumbbob. I had to pee. Like now. Desperately I glanced around then ran across the lot towards the port-a-potty that was there. I didn't even care how dirty it was, so long as I didn't have an accident in front of Estevan.
I heard him laughing at me as I sprinted away.
"Look, I'm feeling pretty tired after eating that jellybean. I'm going home to have my mom check me out.." he said apologetically. "Maybe we can get together later..."
I made a face and mimicked him. "Oh, look at me, I'm Estevan. I don't feel good after eating a jelly bean." I held up my hand to pretend it was talking. "I need my mommy to check my tummy." I let out a hearty laugh, expecting Estevan to join in.
He was gazing at me as though I were crazy. "Yeah, so, I'm gonna head. It was... something..."
"Ah, come on! Don't be like that!" I called to his retreating back. "We haven't even gotten our fortunes told yet!"
He kept running.
Finally a woman shuffled out with a head full of pale white hair, that I was pretty sure was a knock-off wig, and a stooped gait.
I held my hand out to her. "Tell me my future," I told her brashly.
The woman hemmed and hawed about waiting to hear from her spirit friends and needing more time and money before she could make a reading.
Finally, I left, disgusted by the obvious charade. She was nothing more than a charlatan! I was so disheartened because I'd been so sure that tonight my future would unfold. Whatever untold force that drew me to the alchemist shop on the night the witches brew was available would make itself known to me.
The green-tinted smokey haze seemed to shift around me, caressing me, whispering secrets in my ear...
A smile spread over my face. I felt so powerful... so alive... I could feel the energy pulsing in me now.
With some unknown instinct, I swirled my fingers around I was amazed to see sparks of fire magically appear.
Oh, how foolish I was to doubt myself and whatever mysterious hand that was guiding me!
Torch Holders: +1 (2) = 2 (Bitter Melon officially becomes the new torch-holder! Yay!)
Painting of Torch Holder: +5 (1) = 5
Sim Failing School: -5
Visit from Service Sim: -5
Passing Out: -5 (2) = -10 (Good job, Carmen)
Self-Urination: -5 (2) = -10 (Way to get the job done, Carmen) Accidental Deaths: -10
Social Worker Visit: -15
Births: +5 (3) = 15
Twin Births: +10
Triplet Births: +15
Fulfilling LTW: +40
Achieving Honor Roll: +5 (1) = 5
Randomizing LTW choice and trait for a generation: +10
Not using spares Happiness points for a generation: +10 (1) = 10 (Gen 1 spouse is officially retired & we never used any Happiness points for Carmen!)
Every 100,000 dollars: +20
NPS Spouse reach the top of their career: +40
Cheat Penalty: -10 (2) = -20
Total = -3