as you know, i specially created a sims death camp the other week. lester & four cuddly little children all in a happy little sim house with all the modern furnishings. lester was doing quite well with his gnome-fashioning in the back yard; he also likes to wear leather, assless chaps. and once i got the kids into their separate, specially-designed child restraint cells, the fun really began. because, there’s no need to set up guards or keep watch over the kids if they can’t even get out of the rooms at all, and with the doors removed, they’re permanently trapped. so i got the kids inside, removed the doors and let nature take its course while lester went on with his life (after the fire of day 1, i got him to work on his cooking skills, lest he perish in flame). in fact, if you turned on the tv, you could hardly even notice the screaming, whining children in the background.
and all was well.
of course, fast forward 4 sim days and all of the children are failing out of school. because the kids can’t get to school if they can’t get out of their cells; and they can’t get out of their cells if they don’t have doors; and they don’t have doors because where’s the fun in that? furthermore, an unforseen bonus appeared…the tragic clown! i hadn’t realized what the tragic clown painting would do exactly, but with those crying kids in the back it showed up in no time! crying and moaning and spitting and coughing and weeping and generally being a little bitch of a clown. but it did drive each child especially insane: crying, peeing, starving, whining…now! with clown action! a couple days later, they all got shipped off to military school..but as with the school they just failed out of, they couldn’t physically “leave” for said military punishment.
in the interest of science, i let three of them leave. i added a door and watched them march off to military school. oh well, i saved one. then again, she wasn’t doing so well: passing out and peeing herself and generally making a spectacle. it was a shame, really…could’ve had so much more potential. and i would have liked to set the clown on fire too…
but in the end, she did not last long:
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and even the tragic clown didn’t miss her ass. later, i attempted to give my main sim more children to “play” with…because you can buy babies now, only $500! w00t! so i bought a baby and on scooter’s recommendation named it Glaucoma. baby glaucoma did not last long, however…my sim was so depressed at losing the four other children & that pesky clown hanging around that he couldn’t be bothered to deal with the baby, and social services came and took her away. poor glaucoma, she never even got to see her specially designed cell. such a shame… i don’t think lester makes that good a sim daddy. or sim baby daddy. maybe i should’ve given him a wifey?
so that’s officially:
- four children systematically tortured/driven insane
- four children flunked out of elementary school & sent to military school
- three children actually shipped off to military school
- one child tortured/clowned to death
- one baby neglected & taken away by social services
rock on!
I’m glad that I’m not the only one who does that to my sims.