
Hello and welcome back to the Oasis Springs Society! Lots of updates recently as I’ve had annual leave. But back to work from Monday so usual service resumes! Last rotation was eventful in this household. Syrah became a gloomy child, Chiara tried (boy did she try) for a final gold party to complete her aspiration… and the biggest thing to shake up this family, the birth of baby Quartz. Offspring of Cliff, Pollination Technician #3, and some time spent in the back of a spaceship.
Syrah is pretty upset that his parents just came home with a baby.
Syrah: “but I didn’t want a sibling!!!”
Yeah, well neither did I, but here we are. I don’t have the heart to send Quartz back to the homeworld, so we’ll just have to live with it.

Meanwhile, Agnes is round and helpfully emptying our trash. Sofia still seems like she doesn’t know where Agnes has been all this time. She really isn’t a very observant mother.

Anyway, I almost instantly understand why Syrah was so adverse to a sibling. I’ve not had to play Quartz yet as she was born right at the end of the last rotation – but I’ve never had such a miserable baby. All she does is cry. Not content with being fed, cuddled or having her nappy changed, Quartz would rather just scream her infancy away.
Yes, this is the first day of the rotation and I was already annoyed. I hovered over the ‘send back to homeworld’ interaction a few times but talked myself out of it.

Meanwhile, Chiara gets away from the mind numbing alien screeching by going out to paint a mural. Only in San Myshuno can a famous light journalist be allowed to graffiti the pavement.

And then, we’re killing two birds with one stone. Because it’s Quartz’ birthday today and I am going to get that final gold party for Chiara even if it kills me!

Some flirting and affection, and look – everyone is having a great time!

Cliff: “umm, bye everyone! Thank you all for coming!”
Excuse me what?! We’ve only just got started! Yes, this seriously happened. The party lasted about an hour and then was cancelled. Gobsmacked, I actually turned to my husband to yell “I WAS ROBBED!!”
Ahem, yes, robbed of what I am sure (and I will take this assumption to my grave) would have been a gold party. I didn’t know what to do next so I let everyone go home. I also didn’t have a clue as to why the party got cancelled without my input. Anyway, I later came to discover (which you guys will find out about too) that there was an impromptu ‘friends hangout’ which then cancelled the party by overriding it.

Not bitter in the slightest, Cliff goes and grows up his offspring on his own. A quiet and relatively boring birthday for a little girl who seems to be anything but. Quartz rolled charmer. I’ve never had a toddler with that trait before (see, I’m trying to make this fun). We’ll see if she grows out of being so needy, shall we.

But wait, what’s going on?! Why is Syrah playing Chess in some weird apartment building?!
well, duh. This is our new weird apartment building, you’re welcome. Yeah, I figured that two kids in that small apartment in the spice district wasn’t much fun. There wasn’t enough room to even fart in peace, so after scoping the San Myshuno property market we moved to the Hakim apartment next to the Jangs. Trust me, I really did look through each and every apartment to find one I liked and that would have enough room. Finally settling on this one, I wasn’t disappointed. There is a lot of room here for a young family and their decor really livens the place up.

Anyway, we were all having lots of fun when I instantly realised that the Jangs are total jerk neighbours. Seriously, they woohoo every night. Maybe that’s why story progression gave them 4 babies. Chiara here is as pissed off as I am. Seriously, in real life noisy neighbours are my absolute biggest bug bear, so even when my sims experience it – it completely winds me up.

So Chiara goes round there to have a ‘friendly chat’ with the neighbours. The only slight redeeming feature of all of this, is Baako coming out in the maid’s outfit.

They refuse to keep the noise down, so Chiara goes to work out in preparation for kicking butt instead.
Umm, I mean, in preparation for a well-rounded discussion about the matter, hmm, yeah.

The next day Nancy is equally as annoyed about something and has to go and calm herself down in the mirror. Well, Johnny has already gone to cry in our walk-in wardrobe. So I’ll let these two sort it out themselves.

That’s right! It’s time for another fricking party. Everyone has turned up in an awful mood though. And Walter decides to just stay out of it by lifting weights.

Even he isn’t immune to the teasing from his niece and Syrah. Everyone apparently miserable or angry, Chiara is the only one to throw confetti for Cliff aging up to adult.

And it’s time for a dance.

The whole party was pretty lack-lustre though. We only got a silver. Everyone’s bad mood didn’t help. The teens stayed behind a bit to argue amongst themselves. Johnny stayed behind to nurse his drink.

Quartz however, despite not having seen much of her this update, is still making me want to pull my hair out from the root. Her needs decay almost instantly so she is always upset or complaining about something. This was the icing on the cake when she decided that she was just bored and decided to go and wake Syrah up just to play with her.
Quartz, you’re not making me like you very much. You better have amazingly redeeming childhood features.

Meanwhile, time to interrupt another woohoo sesh. Good God, Baako, did you even have time after last night to wash that thing?! *vomits*. Chiara decides this time she will not take the nicey-nicey approach, and it actually worked in them agreeing to keep the noise down.
Chiara: “And if I hear you one more time, I will wedge that feather duster neatly up your -”
Ahem, moving swiftly on.

The night didn’t end there however, as two hours later, Quartz had a nightmare and got Chiara to comfort her. I don’t think I’ve ever had such a difficult toddler.

Chiara: “Hello everyone! Come and eat the food I’ve made! I’m determined to make this my gold party. So get your human butts in here!”

Sadly, much like Syrah struggling with the chopsticks, the party was a total dud. Why am I so bad at this all of a sudden?! I’m determined to get it done this rotation.

Meanwhile, in more peaceful news, I have Cliff quit his job in the writing career. It’s what he wanted anyway, I just needed the push to make that decision. Cliff earns more than his daily wage writing and publishing his own books and with the kids (well, one of them) being so needy it makes sense to have a stay at home parent. It always means that Chiara can’t necessarily do all of her job tasks if Cliff has to physically go to work.
I think this arrangement will work out much better for everyone.

They all seem to be enjoying themselves. And yes, I gave Quartz some hair to try and make her more personable. A bald alien toddler girl wasn’t really helping how negatively I felt about her.

Meanwhile, Syrah and Agnes Joy continue to enjoy each other’s company with their wholesome discussions about books, and school and animals. Not that they’ve ever seen an animal, but I’m working on it.

And I decide the original Oasis Springs Society girls need to get out the house and let their hair down. I’ve been so wrapped up in Chiara’s aspiration and keeping Quartz happy, that I forgot to give everyone else a life. Where do they go? Well Maison Bargeila, of course! I’ve not actually played this lot since I built it, I can’t wait.

Everyone seems to be enjoying the sweet tunes.

Until they all decide to tut at Chiara and Nancy blowing bubbles. What is all that about?

Anyway, Chiara decides to go and enjoy the atmosphere downstairs which is a little bit calmer, apart from this couple arguing. She even gets some work done as she reviews her drinks.

Nancy, meanwhile, goes to hide in the closet from shame. Funny, I had put them there for off the cuff woohoo, but that’s fine Nancy.

No one seems bothered in the slightest anymore. But it’s getting late, so the girls go home.

Where I realise that actually, I’ve been an idiot. I completely didn’t see this tiny room at the back of the new apartment, just big enough for some workout equipment. I’m sure it’s main purpose is as a utility room – but this suits me just fine as I now have space for Chiara to work out.

She then goes out to paint this snazzy mural and gets caught up talking to Walter, and part of this protest. I laughed so hard when this happened as all I could think of was:
“Let the bears pay the bear tax! I pay the Homer tax!”
As it really looks like that’s why they were protesting.

Chiara decides to join in with an air punch for support, however.

But it’s time for another party, and this one will be a gold even if it kills me. I am down to my last 3 hairs with stress, so lets just wrap this up shall we.
Until, the same thing happened again and our guests got sent home due to a ‘friend’s hangout’ or whatever. As I said, I was determined not to be beaten, so I called the guests back before they had even got in the lift and decided to try again.

Chiara: “hmm, now what does everyone think of the food?! You humans will eat it and you will like it!”
I’m tired of getting in between this girl and her gold parties.

They must have been having a good time however, as people even seemed to appreciate Sofia getting the guitar out.

And it’s just as well. Covered with blotches from llama flu, this is the smile of a sim who just got her final gold party to complete her aspiration. Long I have waited, hard I have toiled. And it’s done. Even Cliff seems relieved as he stares blankly in to the distance.
Cliff: “Thank the alien Gods that this is over.”
Man, I hear you.

We even get Quartz to celebrate. Just kidding, Baako has let himself in to the apartment again (creep), and Quartz decided to talk to him. I quickly put a stop to that. I used to like him, but living next door to him this update has really made my skin crawl.

And it’s time for a celebratory drink.

The next day is the final day of the season and Chiara paints this really beautiful painting which I actually kept and displayed. I think the colours fit in with their decor.

Syrah however decides to try his hand at fishing. I didn’t realise there was a fishing spot here, I guess I assumed there wouldn’t be as it’s such an evidently man-made body of water.

Speaking of bodies of water… Quartz turns her hand to the toilet instead. Give me strength.

Anyway, I then checked Syrah’s panel and noted he had an interaction with this lady. And.. yeah, she’s mentoring him on fishing, in the middle of the city.. That’s fine. Maybe she saw an abandoned child and felt the need to help.

Cliff decides to order pizza. He had a whim for it and I thought why not, it’s.a saturday night. And it made me smile a bit inside at the apparent novelty of an alien family ordering pizza.
Cliff: “Tee hee! The triangles warm my fingers!”
This guy is an author, friends – what a way with words.
That’s all we have time for with the Evaristo’s! A lot of change this season, a lot of progress. I’ve been at my wits end with Quartz, but also insanely happy at Chiara finishing her aspiration. And despite the creepy neighbours, the new apartment building is great and I really like it.
I can’t wait to see how Quartz ages up, and how things progress with Syrah who seems to be quite a sweet but introverted little boy. Only time will tell and let’s hope that Baako has washed his maid outfit before the next update comes out! See you later!






































































































































































































































































































































































































