Savage Songs

WMS' Not So Berry Challenge

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We’re moving!

I’ve been thinking about this for a while and I feel like the shift to generation three is also the perfect time to move this challenge back to my main blog!

I’ll be leaving the first two generations here and will be have links to them on the other blog, and linking to each new generation on main blog from here as well, so it shouldn’t been too hard for people to find their way to the beginning if they want.

So for Generation 3 onwards, click here!

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GENERATION TWO COMPLETE!

✔ Master the Politician Career ✔ Master Charisma skill ✔ Complete Serial Romantic aspiration ✔ Only have one child ✔ Leave someone at the alter ✔ Get married for the first time as an elder

Now it’s time to move on and focus on Generation Three: Mellow

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Mellow: *yawns* Gilly: None of that missy, we’ve got work to do! Mellow: What?! Gilly: Grab some coffee, have a quick cold shower, and get into something old; we’ve got cleaning to do. Mellow: *glances at Otter* She’s kidding right? This is all some sick joke? Make fun of the hungover girl on her birthday by taunting her with hard labour? Otter: Afraid not kiddo, we have to head over to Brindleton Bay and clean up after the party. Mellow: Noooooo! That’s not fair! It’s my birthday! Gilly: Well, we can just forget about it if you want ... but then all the rubbish might get in the way when you start moving furniture. Mellow: The ... what? What furniture? Gilly: Your furniture. Mellow: I don’t ... have any furniture? Otter: Not yet, but you will. You can’t move into a house without furniture. Mellow: I ... I am so confused right now. I don’t understand anything you’re saying. Otter: Better put her out of her misery and explain it in small words she can understand *laughs* Gilly: The house in Brindleton Bay, the house where the part was, it’s yours. Mellow: Ok, now I know you’re just messing with me. Otter: *laughs* No one’s messing with you. I’ve owned the place for years and never really had any use for it so I talked it over with your mum and we thought you might like to have your own place now that you’re all grown up. Mellow: Oh. My. God. Gilly: Happy birthday kid! Mellow: Oh my god! Otter: Bring it in!! Mellow: Oh my god...

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Gilly: ... if she ever wakes up. Otter: Speak of the devil, here comes sleeping beauty now Gilly: Morning sleepy head! Or should I say, afternoon? Mellow: *groans* Say nothing, your voice is way too loud. Gilly: *talks louder* Oh no, I’m so sorry! Mellow: I hate you. Gilly: That’s not what you said last night. Ah, you’re first hangover, I’m so proud! *hugs* Mellow: Otter, help. Otter: *laughs* Don’t look at me, she’s your mother Gilly: Well, if you hate me that much, then I guess I’ll just have to eat that cake I baked this morning all by myself? Mellow: There’s cake? Gilly: Yep, your favourite. I baked it special for your birthday, but if you’re too hungover... Mellow: Oh god I forgot again that it’s my birthday! Gilly: *laughs* Come on kid, lets get you some cake for breakfast.

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Gilly: *whispers* Hey kid, happy birthday. Mellow: *groans* Ferne: *meows* Gilly: How was your night? You still alive? Mellow: *incoherent mumbles* Gilly: Had a little too much to drink huh? Mellow: SHOES! My shoes! Lost! Gilly: *laughs* Calm down, you haven’t lost them. You dumped them with your jacket at the bottom of the stairs. Mellow: Mmm ... Mum? Gilly: Yeh. Mellow: Love you. Gilly: *laughs* Love you too kid, get some sleep.

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Wash: Happy birthday babe! Mellow: Oh hey! Um, it’s not ‘til tomorrow but thanks! Perfect timing actually... Wash, this is my mum and Otter. Wash: ‘Sup! Otter: Uh ... ‘sup? Mellow: Mum, Otter; this is Wash. My boyfriend. Gilly: Oh! Nice to meet you Wash. Wash: Ditto! Mellow: They were just headed home but I thought it was about time you all met. Wash: Home? You’re not staying to party? Otter: No no, we already fell old enough just standing here next to you all. Gilly: Yeh, as much as we’d love to stay and be the creepy old people of the party, there’s a couch with our name on it. Wash: *laughs* Cool, cool. Mellow: Thank you guys again, really, and I promise I’ll be home before curfew. Gilly: Oh pssh, forget about curfew tonight; it’s your birthday. Just make sure you make it home at some point before the sun comes up and we’ll sleep downstairs so you don’t wake us up when you stumble in drunk. Mellow: *laughs* Ok deal! Thank you again, have fun with your movies and couch snuggling! Gilly: *waves over shoulder* We will, night kid! Wash: Later dudes! Otter: God I feel old.

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Mellow: Oh my god what is this!? Gilly: Your friends wanted to have a party for your birthday but our place was too small so Otter suggested this place. Otter: Worked out pretty perfectly actually, I needed to come out and tidy up the yard anyway *laughs* Mellow: This is ... this is amazing! Thank you guys for doing this! Gilly: Don’t thank us kid, your friends did all the work; we just provided the space and got you here. Mellow: Still, thank you guys, you’re the best! Otter: And because we’re the best, we’re going to get out of your way and let you lot party the night away. Mellow: You’re not staying? You can totally stay! Gilly: *laughs* My party days are over kid, I’d much prefer to go home and snuggle up on the couch with Otter. Mellow: Aw that’s so cute! But really, I don’t mind if you stay. Otter: That’s sweet Mel, but we’ll give you your space. Have fun tonight, tomorrow you’ll be a grown up and trust me, it’s not much fun *laughs* Mellow: *laughs* I love you guys! I don’t even—

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SURPRISE!!

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Mellow: Where are we going? It’s almost dark, shouldn’t be going home? Gilly: Do you always complain this much? Mellow: When people are dragging me around without telling me where we’re going, yes. Otter: We’re here. Mellow: Oh! Wait ... ‘here’? Where is ‘here’ exactly? Otter: This is the house my mother grew up in. Gilly: It’s adorable, isn’t it? Mellow: Um, yeh, I guess. Otter: My grandparents left it to my mother when they passed but she wanted to get out of town so it’s just kind of been sitting here for years doing nothing. It’s a little worse for wear but with a little love it could be great. Mellow: Sure, it’s in pretty good condition for being so old but uh, ... is this the surprise? You guys are trying to tell me you’re gonna move here? Otter: *laughs* Not quite. Gilly: The surprise is actually out the back. Mellow: What? I’m so confused!! Gilly: *laughs* Then head out the back door there and you’ll see!

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Mellow: I can’t believe the menu hasn’t changed at all! I still remember eating this when I was like 7! Gilly: Minus the cocktail I hope! Otter: *laughs* Of course they wouldn’t change the menu, why mess up a good thing? The lobster tastes just as good as I remember! Mellow: The first trio too! God I love this place, why did we stop coming? We haven’t been to Brindleton Bay in years. Otter: You got too busy with school, remember? Mellow: Oh yeh ... well, we should start coming here every weekend again! You can come too mum! Gilly: Oh how kind of you to consider me in your plans! *laughs* Mellow: You know what I mean, you used to be too ... busy to come with us. Gilly: I know kid, I was just ... *checks phone and whispers to Otter* Otter: Good, good! We should head out then! Mellow: What? What’s going on? Gilly: *grins* We have a surprise for you. Mellow: Wha— Otter: Tsk tsk, no more questions til we get there. Let’s go!

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They took her to a seafood restaurant in Brindleton Bay that Otter had taken her to many times when she as younger. They’d always loved the food and the fact that it was usually empty; he’d called it their “hidden gem on the wharf”. Though judging by the amount of people waiting to be seated that evening, apparently everyone else had discovered their little gem too! Luckily, Otter knew the owners and they were seated straight away, outside near the bar where there were far less people.

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Gilly: Hey kid, whatcha up to? Mellow: Just reading. Gilly: For study, or fun? Mellow: *laughs* For fun mum, what’s up? Gilly: Would you be opposed to putting the book away for tonight? Mellow: That depends, what for? Gilly: Well, Otter and I were thinking that we might take you out for dinner to celebrate. Mellow: Celebrate what? Gilly: Everything! You just graduated top of your year, you got the internship you wanted, and it’s your birthday tomorrow! The big 20! Mellow: It is? How the hell did I forget my own birthday!? Gilly: You’ve had a lot going on lately. Which is why we want to take you out for dinner and celebrate all of that, and the fact that it’s all over *laughs* Mellow: *laughs* Alright, alright, I’ll get changed. It’s not gonna be a fancy place is it? Gilly: You can dress however you want, it’s your celebration kid. We leave in half an hour!

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Ferne aged up! She also developed a fear of stereos and outgrew her bed at the same time lol

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Otter: Mellow? What’s wrong? Is that— Gilly: ...the letter. Mellow: I ... I don’t... Gilly: Oh honey, it’s ok! There are plenty of other places to apply and there’s always next year! Otter: Your mother’s right, there are— Mellow: *whispers* I got it. Gilly: What? Mellow: I GOT IT! I GOT IT!!! Otter: Congratulations! Gilly: Oh my god, you go it!! Mellow: Oh my god I got it! I’m going to be an intern at SpaceY! HOLY SHIT!! Otter: I’m so excited for you I’m going to completely ignore the cursing! Gilly: We’re so proud of you kid!!