Notes from Project Dawn – Chapter 15 – Florence Wins This Round

I actually kept my promise this time! Also I just posted the neighbourhood poll for the next round of kids, so please go and vote. Ramona’s life depends on it! Sort of. Or she’ll just end up in Twinbrook, which is funny for me, not so much for her.


So back to stalking strange men. I think his name is Jin. Or it is now.

Ramona: ‘That’s such a pretty name! Mine means “goddess of the moon,” and it suits me so well, don’t you think?’


Jin: ‘Uh, ma’am, I’m a linguistics professor, and no, it doesn’t. It means “wise protector,” and it’s probably Spanish – ‘



Jin: ‘What’s the point in lying?! You aren’t going to impress me.’

Ramona: ‘Did I mention I have a degree in Computer Science?’


Ramona: ‘Tell me what you see. I’ll turn it into code.’

Jin: ‘So perhaps I was wrong…she may have some flickering of intelligence…’

Nope, run while you can and before I remember your real name.


Jin: ‘My apologies. It appears we got off to a bad start.’


Ramona: ‘Apology accepted.’

In the most invasive way possible.


Jin: ‘What the hell was that?! I barely know you!’

Ramona: ‘You’re breaking my heart, here. We’ve been friends for weeks!’

Jin: ‘That isn’t the point!’


Ramona: ‘Well, if you really feel that way, I can always find someone else to help me with this experiment. See that traveller guy over there? He’s pretty cute.’

TG: ‘Oh, Miss Ramona, if only you knew how I long for you…’

Jin: ‘Well wait just a second! Maybe I can reconsider…’

If only because you’re single, lonely, and close to death.



An almost kiss and shacking up in a cinema. How romantic.


Well that didn’t take long.


I finally figured out why she’s so damn attached to that formal wear; it’s her Proper trait bleeding through. December, on the other hand, opts for his workout clothes. In minus 16 degrees Celsius.

December: ‘It’s cool, no one can tell I’ve got hypothermia anyway.’


Ramona: ‘Oh great, a celebrity can see me puke in the gutter. Maybe he’ll remember me now.’

On the one hand, he has very pretty blue eyes. On the other, he’s Catrin’s boyfriend. Is it worth it?


So Christmas arrived, I threw a party, and nothing happened except family members. Ilse managed to fly under the radar, but Delphine…


Delphine: ‘Oh God – Mum, call Jin, tell him to get over here so he can come to the hospital with me, I don’t know how long either of us have!’

Ramona: ‘Wait, wait, Jin…long hair? Green t shirt?’

Delphine: ‘YES, my boyfriend and the father of this kid, which I don’t want to be born on the bathroom floor! CALL HIM!’

Ramona: ‘Oooh Christ…’

On the bright side, at least it wasn’t Darron. And I had no idea about this until now, in genuine honesty. Not until I saw that Death had spared Jin long enough to see his child via Delphine born. Apparently he doesn’t give a shit about Ramona, which is completely understandable.


Ramona: ‘Might as well try and do something useful, since she wouldn’t let me in there with her.’

Yeah, maybe Jin died on the way over. He didn’t turn up.


I forgot the kid’s name it’s actually Kenny, but we’ll check in on him when he’s a bit more interesting.


Felix grew up with no fanfare for some reason, but he rolled Neurotic, which means every time he trips over or walks into something, he’ll be down A and E thinking he broke every bone in his body. Wonderful. But on the bright side, he’s shaping up to be a pretty good artist.


He’s just sad and lonely while his older siblings head off to prom, and his mother screams in pain.


Here we go again.


Ramona: ‘Great, just the one! Now I can sleep with Darron and really piss Florence off.’

???: ‘Not quite.’


Catrin: ‘You can’t ignore your other daughter, Mother. Don’t forget I work here now.’

Yeah, Ramona straight up tried to abandon the twin at the hospital. Luckily Catrin knew what was up and brought her home.


So on the left is Lynette, unloved from birth because her mother wants to steal her daughter’s husband. She’s Brave and Disciplined, who likes disco music, aloo masala curry and the colour white.

The adorable ball of sunshine to your right is Garth, the older twin, who’s an Artistic Slob who might actually make us some money. Rap/spaghetti with veggie sauce/lilac. At least your mother loves you.


So prom was…interesting. January got a pop up saying she was going steady with someone called Elisha, which I thought was cool because I’ve never actually had a gay Sim apart from Cass. So I checked the relationship panel, and THIS is Elisha. I feel cheated.


Poor December failed miserably and a got a Face One girl called Mayra, so I ran her through the randomiser in CAS.


Eh, she’ll do for now. I’ll set December up with someone better.


Ezra, on the other hand…


Yeah, don’t let this one get away.


Even if she has no idea how to dress herself.


Ezra: ‘So Aleshia, how about making this official?’

Aleshia (I think): ‘Sure, why not? My boyfriend’s a moron anyway.’

A home wrecker, just like his mother. But seriously, look at her made over:


Yeah, we want those genetics.


I guess now Ilse’s gone, the family has moved on to other targets. Not that December cares.


But hey, at least January’s classy about it.


Wait, what are you doing? You have the synthesizer, remember?

Ramona: ‘Yes, but Ilse got me thinking. I am supposed to be a mother, after all. They need some sort of nourishment.’

Even if it’s burnt spaghetti?

Ramona: ‘It’s a work in progress.’


Three seconds later:

Ramona: ‘Oh God, Ilse, what made you think I wanted to talk to you?’

Yeah, you’re a bad mother.


Combined with December being an adorable cinnamon roll, Ezra finding the prettiest girl in Midnight Hollow, and Felix’s paintings, the boys are my favourite at the moment. Shame we aren’t doing heir polls any more.


Ezra: ‘So once that guy leaves, I’ll be able to put my revenge into place.’

Say what now?


Ezra: ‘Oh, you’ll see…’


Ezra: ‘Take that, Caleb! For daring to date my girlfriend before I even met her!’

Your aim is impressive from that far away, I’ll give you that.

Ezra: ‘But wait…why isn’t the wish being granted?’

I don’t know, the house says Winchester, that’s his surname.

Ezra: ‘Shit.’


Ezra: ‘THIS is where the rich creeper lives?! That’s not fair! I just egged an old man’s house and I can’t reach Caleb’s front door from here!’

Bless him. He tried.


Felix: ‘You know, I’m beginning to feel this room is a prison, designed specifically for me. I never leave, just paint…the acrid smell seeping into my nose…the colours swirling before my eyes…’

Yeah, that’s because you’re the only one making money. Off you go.


Kay: ‘I just realised – no more toddlers until after I’ve moved out! I can finally achieve my dreams of CEO! NO CHILDREN!’

Garth: ‘But I thought you loved me!’

Kay: ‘Only when I’m obligated to.’


Ezra: ‘Hmm, I wonder where Aleshia is. Sure is cold, too; weird place for a date.’

???: ‘Hi ~ !’


Ezra: ‘Wait, who the hell are you? Where’s my girlfriend?’

Mayra: ‘I may have stolen her phone. I made a mistake at prom – I wanted to talk to you, not your freak brother.’

Ezra: ‘Oh, because that’s really going to make me like you, isn’t it?’

Mayra: ‘So you’re okay with him talking to himself, all mopey in the corner? Last I heard, he was lamenting about soap operas.’

Ezra: ‘Uh, he’s my brother and I love him, and if you dare try anything to hurt him, you’ll regret it. I’m a genius, I have my ways.’

Mayra: ‘Whoa, okay. You’re scaring me.’


Mayra: ‘So did I ever tell you my name means “goddess of the moon – ” ‘

Go home, Mayra.

Ezra: ‘And expect a breakup text from December.’


Back home, January aged up, but Kay found the door more interesting.


Her final trait is Genius, and she turned out very pretty. Hopefully she can have a good life.


And up her portrait goes.


Lynette: ‘So did you ever use that degree?’

Ramona: ‘…I’d rather not talk about it.’

And as we come to the end, have some spares:


Damn guys, again? I think the baby’s name was Kizzy. We can go see them next chapter.


So Cody isn’t a complete loser!


Catrin finds love again! Her boyfriend was the guy watching Ramona throw up in the park; he was considered for the challenge (he had lovely blue eyes) but died at Christmas, so Catrin dodged that bullet.


Wait, you’re still alive? Hooray!

Okay, so I’m leaving it there. Please vote on the poll; I can’t do the next chapter until you do! I’ll close it once the next chapter’s done, since the all kids need to grow up to YA before Ramona can move. You can vote anywhere you like, so please take five seconds out of your day! And as usual, I’d love to hear your comments.

~ Viki.


A Quick Poll for the Next Gen!

So the next chapter will be the last in Midnight Hollow, as the final babies will be born, and I’ll be moving Ramona to a new town. And because I like to involve my readers, where would you like to see her go next? I’m doing this a little early so I can prepare things in game and story wise, so I’d love to hear your input!

Remember, we’re after interesting looking kids, so I was considering Twinbrook, which isn’t known as the home of Uglacies for nothing, but if you think somewhere else is better, post away! You can vote anywhere you like, comments on here/boolprop, or on the poll, go wild.


Poll will close a few days after the next chapter, so get voting; I’d love to hear from you!

Notes From Project Dawn, Chapter 14 – We Ain’t Dead Yet


So I owe everyone who is reading this a massive apology; the third year of university and working three jobs has been totally kicking my ass these last few months, but I am determined to see my legacies through. I love my Sims, I love writing them, and I love who takes the time out of their day to read them (the Laflammes were given a Liebster Award and I am so happy!), so I’m determined to update at least once a week. So without further ado, lets get on with it.


Ramona: ‘I don’t recognise this woman. Who is she? Why does she look so well rested?’

Yeah, I wish I had a three month long break. Back to work for you, that 100 is still a long way off.


Florence: ‘But why did she have to come back here, of all places? She’s trying to get her claws into my husband, and don’t think I don’t know. I’m not stupid. He tried to shock himself and her, but no such luck.’


Ramona’s got a point, though; that’s one cute kid and a ton of nice genetics…


Florence: ‘What’s she even famous for, being the town slut? All she’s doing is adding to the pile of kids she can’t afford.’

And reality ensues.


But ignorance is bliss, apparently.


Back at home, the kids have decided they don’t like living in a wreck of a house any more, so are trying to keep up with the chores. Kay’s taking care of the dog…


Harper has taken over Cody’s role as babysitter…


And Ilse is trying to leave town without anyone noticing. It’s only a few more days, you can cope.


Gail: ‘Why is our bin halfway across the lawn? And has anyone ever used that future teleporter?’

Kay: ‘Shh, this’ll be hilarious.’



Gail: ‘OH GOD, WHY?!’


Ezra grew up, gained a beanie hat and the Can’t Stand Art trait.


And apparently Ramona’s decided that if she’s waterlogged enough, she’ll drown on the water slide.


What skill is that, excessive head trauma?

Ezra: ‘With a minor in Geology.’


I was going to make a Neon Genesis Evangelion joke but it’s funny already.


And no one bats an eyelid. Ah, Midnight Hollow.


So while Ramona was out, Ilse grabbed everyone and took them out for dinner, as a nice treat before she and Harper moved out. She actually managed to get quite a few family members together; I think that’s Karen on the right.


But no good deed goes unpunished and all that…

Ramona: ‘Why would you waste money on food when we have a synthesizer that’ll make anything we want!’

Ilse: ‘Because I wanted something real, for a change, something that a person took time to cook!’

Ramona: ‘What difference does that make?!’


Ramona: ‘Stupid girl. We need money for a decent nursery, not fancy restaurant food.’


But hey, I think the painting mod is working again.


Just in time for Gail to run away as far as she can.


A brunette Ramona. Wonderful.


Ramona: ‘Go forth, little clone. Make me grandchildren and contribute to the insanity of this experiment.’

Gail: ‘Yeah, sure…’


And up her picture goes on the wall.


Ramona got a makeover too, though I’m honestly not sure why; that outfit is much too nice for this place.

Ramona: ‘I’m dressing for the life I’d like to have.’


Apparently that’s the wicked stepmother role.


I think that’s the most impressive bit of karma I’ve seen in a long time.


Ramona: ‘I guess the jetpack still needs a little work…’


Ramona: ‘And how dare you mock me?! I saw you laughing!’

Ilse: ‘But I didn’t – ‘

Ramona: ‘Just get inside!’


Kay: ‘I wish I could have gone with you, Gail. You’re more of a mother than she is.’

Field trip next chapter, I promise.


Meanwhile, Ramona’s on the hunt for Father #17.


Ramona: ‘Ugh, no. That guy was old. And dead.’

Technically, you should be too.


But hey, Ellery’s a doctor now!


Is this guy’s name Sammy? He looks like a Sammy.


Ramona: ‘Oh, don’t worry, I’ll call you whatever you like…’


Ramona: ‘Like Darron! Hey there! Still not over the electrocution, huh?’

Wow, that’s cold, even for you.


God help you if that gets back to Florence.


Harper, stop pretending that’s your mother and actually weed the garden. We’ll never get to ambrosia at this rate.


But look, more babysitters!



She looks like Florence in glasses. Her fourth trait is Born Saleswoman, so I’ll guess she’ll be trying to make some money off elixirs. December, on the other hand…


Ramona: ‘Such a beautiful, unique looking boy.’

I’ll say. He got Brooding.


Ramona: ‘Okay, everyone, I’ve called a family meeting for a very good reason – ‘

Kay: ‘Oh great.’


Ramona: ‘Now before you protest, I know some of you are still in school, but, as I’m sure you’ve noticed, money is pretty tight at the moment – ‘

That’s why you’re still sitting on milk crate furniture.

Ramona: ‘ANYWAY, so there needs to be a few changes around here, you understand?’


Kay: ‘What?! We’re already living in austerity measures as it is!’

Ezra: ‘Yeah, I don’t even have my own bed.’

January: ‘How many sisters am I sharing a room with?’

Ramona: ‘December, you understand, right?’

December: ‘I don’t know. Maybe. Is that why I didn’t get a birthday present?’


Ramona: ‘Look, the point is, we need to save money so I can actually conduct this study properly. You kids aren’t thriving in this environment, and we need to relocate. But we can’t do that without cash.’

December: ‘So…like, if we build a proper nursery, we won’t have to train the little ones any more?’

Ramona: ‘Exactly. You can all devote proper time to your friends, hobbies, and LifeTime Wishes.’

Ilse: ‘Yeah, that sounds nice.’


Ramona: ‘So essentially, use anything that’ll get you money. Painting, fishing, gardening, sell those potions cluttering up the inventory, I don’t care, just do it.’


Ramona: ‘Even you, Ilse, though you aren’t good for much.’

Kay: ‘Why won’t she have a go at January instead, she’s barely done anything this chapter.’


Ramona: ‘I know you’re not smart enough to get a real job, so get back to painting. Or do some chores.’

Ilse: ‘I – I’ll take the bins out…’

You poor thing. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get a good makeover, a husband, and a house when you move out.


Meanwhile, this is Ramona’s next target. I have no clue what his name is, so let’s call him…




Ramona: ‘You know I’m the most beautiful woman in this town, right? A constellation, a meteorite, a shooting star – ‘

Bruno: ‘I’m a Cancer.’


Bruno: ‘And we don’t date Geminis!’


Ramona: ‘Tough luck. I do.’

Bystander: ‘What have I just walked into?’


B: ‘You know what, never mind. I don’t want to know.’


It’s…sort of romantic?


Bruno: ‘Guess I’ve lucked out today.’


Hopefully Ramona has too, even if she’s being judged by the townsfolk.


See what I mean?


But at least she’s persistent. We haven’t had a ghost baby yet, and I’d like one of each occult.


The lot is one hideous mess. This is why I want to build an actual house, hence the 50k budget.


Even the zombies don’t think the garden is worth destroying, that’s how bad it is.


At least she’s sticking to her word, though, even if widgets probably won’t sell for much.


I do love the school, though. Such a shame it’s a rabbit hole.


I decided to put Kay’s Born Saleswoman trait to the test, see if we could get anything decent for the potions.


Clerk: ‘We only buy a handful of your potions, all of your gems, and none of your produce. And we’re closed now.’

Kay: ‘You’re kidding me, right?’


On the bright side, we can train Mikey to hunt.


Are they really that famous, or are the stalkers just bored?


Ilse: ‘ – sigh- I’ll get out of here soon, won’t I?’

You will, I promise.’


Kay’s quite the opportunist. Hopefully we’ll make a bit more money cutting the gems than just selling them raw.




Harper: ‘Oh c’mon, it’ll only take a minute…’

Go fishing!


Clerk: ‘You’ll get ten simoleans for all this.’

Kay: ‘I will cheerfully murder you in your sleep.’


So yeah, Ramona’s pregnant again.


In case you couldn’t tell.


Mikey: ‘It’s time to go out! And play! And walk! And hunt! And…’

January: ‘Nope, you don’t exist right now…’


Bless his little heart. You keep being excited by those fish, December.

December: ‘Maybe I can keep this one!’

January: ‘Ugh, as if. I should be going to prom, not doing this.’


Harper: ‘Now you listen to me; you are not brainless, you’re just as smart as anyone else in this house. Don’t pay attention to her.’

Ilse: ‘And how do I do that when she’s screaming at me every minute of the day?’

Harper: ‘Run away and never look back.’

Ilse: ‘While she breeds more children to ignore?’


It’s true.


Well, this one’s broken.


Ilse: ‘Serves her right.’

Nah, this is Felix. #18, Brave, Clumsy, likes Irish Green, Chinese music, and mushroom omelette. Welcome to hell.


Ramona: ‘I’m sorry, Ilse. I’ve been to harsh on you lately…’

Ilse: ‘Save it, I don’t care any more.’

I never claimed she was any good at being a mother, just a scientist.


But here he is. I don’t think he’s a clone.


And with that, Ezra ages up (again).


Not bad at all! His new trait is Schmoozer.


She’s far too attached to that dress for her own good.


And finally…it’s time.



She’s so pretty! Her final trait is Artistic.


They’re the least likely set of twins ever, but who cares. Harper got Athletic.


December: ‘When do get to go on the wall?’

When I finally get shot of you.


And now for the spares:




At least this set of twins is doing well…

I’m going to leave it there, and I promise, I will be back next week. Comments are always appreciated!

~ Viki.