heyyyy, how y'all doinggg - its been a while got hyperfixated on stardew valley lol (i will be going back to it -this was a pitstop) - see you guys when i come out of my sebastian haze :*
I know Silas starts as an infant here when he's a toddler on the Knightstone character page, but that's because I wrote this before I set about taking the photos. *flashbacks of leaving Twitter and finding the clean oceans of Spoutible*
Oh, also, my game is mostly maxis match. I wanted my aliens to look different so you'll see them around with alpha hair.
Paranoid sims, such as Suzanna, are aware they're living in a simulation.
Next up, the Knightstone household aka the aliens. Yes, it is time for me to again do battle with my great nemesis, modular shelving that disappears into household inventory. When I loaded in some plumbing was broken but I am NOT acknowledging it as an omen.
Suzanna is currently level 8 in the scientist career, but wants to reach level 10 as soon as possible so she can set up a portal to visit Sixam. Adam who is still dealing with his anger over being "left behind" in a human just wants to give the aliens a piece of his mind
Silas (who has made me even more obsessed with infants since the alien noises are 10x the normal cute) is a couple of days away from toddlerhood. For now he is a wiggly infant who hates wake up time and pulls the cutest pouts known to human or alien.
Adam: Okay starlight, time to rise and shine
Suzanna: Already?
Adam: Come on, we can't lie here forever
Suzanna: We could try
Adam: I need to make breakfast, the fridge is almost empty
Suzanna: Ever heard of cereal
Adam: Who knows what is in cereal really?
Suzanna gets the last bowl of food while Adam begins to cook. When she is finished she decides now is the time to have a proper conversation, he's more zen when he's cooking.
Suzanna: Adam?
Adam: Yes
Suzanna: I've been thinking, Silas will be a toddler soon
Adam: He will
Suzanna: I want to have another baby
Adam: We've talked about this
Suzanna: I know you don't want kids
Adam: It's adding to the alien agenda
Suzanna: We don't know if there is any alien agenda
Adam: How could there not be? They force humans to carry us to term
Adam: They are slowly building up our numbers here
Suzanna: Even if they are we don't know why
Adam: We know whoever is in charge is fine with leaving babies. Fine with having them figure out how to be aliens alone, on a world that constantly tries to uncover them
Suzanna: I know how we grew up hurts you
Adam: Shunted to the foster home by fathers who were ashamed to carry us, yes it hurts
Suzanna: But you can't let that hurt define us, dictate what we can do with our lives
Adam: Having another kid when we don't even know why we're here?
Suzanna: No answer will make the hurt go away, and our kids will have both of us to help understand
Adam: You're determined
Suzanna: I am. We made Silas together, you and me, and sure he's not perfect but no kid is
Adam: Hold on I never said Silas isn't perfect
Suzanna: He always wakes up grumpy though
Adam: Like someone else I know
Suzanna: Fair point. You may not have wanted him but you loved him as soon as you saw him
Adam: Meaning?
Suzanna: They have ultrasounds now
Adam: I'm not following
Suzanna: You can see them sooner
Adam: You think sooner exposure will help my feelings?
Suzanna: I believe so
Adam: I can't pretend I'll be happy about it before they're here
Suzanna: You are brooder in chief
Adam: You want to have another one so soon though?
Suzanna: I don't want a giant age gap between them
Adam: Okay, we can try. I never want you to be unhappy
Suzanna: I know, have I told you I love you today?
Adam: You tell me everyday Starlight
Suzanna: Okay I gotta have a shower before Silas wakes up, see you in a bit
Adam: *to self* your love keeps me sane
Suzanna spends some time just watching Silas before he wakes up, enjoying the sound of his soft snores. It's not long though, as Silas soon wakes up and does indeed wake up grumpy.
Suzanna: Hello there starshine, are we having another bad morning?
Silas: *frowns*
Adam throws on his disguise before heading out for his morning run while Suzanna does her best to comfort Silas. His smile is very temporary this morning however, so after he bursts into tears again Suzanna decides the best thing to do is get on with their routine
Quick change, where the heck did the helicopter come from? Quick cuddle, then breakfast time. Silas has tried two finger foods so far and this morning Suzanna will introduce him to the third.
Suzanna: These are banana chips starshine
Silas: Nana?
Suzanna: Banana
Silas: Ba na na
Suzanna: Yes Silas that's right!
Silas: Ba nana ba nana
Suzanna: You have to put it in your mouth now, come on, open up
After the first taste Silas enthusiastically tucks in, somehow smearing his face with gunk despite the food being solid, infants are mysterious
Suzanna: Time to go to the garden, let's get you clean
Silas: Mummy, plants mummy?
Suzanna: Yes! Plants. Here come the bubbles!
Silas: *giggles*
Suzanna: Is that fun? Did you have fun?
Silas: Fun! Mummy fun, pops fun
Adam: That's my son!
Adam needs to level up in writing before his next promotion so after finishing his daily column he fits in some practice. In the backyard Suzanna is busy tending to her garden with Silas in the back carrier. Silas approves of this and happily babbles away to her while she works.
Suzanna: Whoops, we're a bit late for lunch starshine, better just have a bottle
Silas: Banana
Suzanna: Not right now. Milk. Mmmilk
Silas: Mmmilk
Suzanna: That's a good boy, drink up
Silas: Mmmilk yum yum
Suzanna: Yeah, can you finish it all?
Silas: *guzzles*
Suzanna gives Silas a burp only to find out he's still in his happy spitter phase. Some of the milk makes a quick exit out the way it went in.
Silas: urped
Suzanna: It's okay Silas, everyone has burped before, even us aliens
Silas: Bet her
Suzanna: You feel better now?
Suzanna: Would you like to play or nap?
Silas: *smiles*
Suzanna: Can we use our words, huh?
Silas: plap
Suzanna: Glad we cleared that up, I think it's nap time though
Suzanna starts another round of her nonsense story. It may not make sense but Silas doesn't know that.
Suzanna uses the time Silas is napping to work with the microscope. She has most of the prints (from plants, fossils, gems) but still needs to earn ones from general microscope use. She has already maxed her logic skill so this is just because she's a geek
Adam: Damn, you do look so cute sleeping
Silas: *yawns*
Adam: Another you wouldn't be so bad really, I just worry so much when your mummy is pregnant
Silas: *stretches*
Adam: Hey sleepy, I'm home
Silas: Pop home
Adam: Yeah son, did you have a good nap
Silas: *is grumpy*
Adam: It's okay buddy, it's okay, pops loves you
Silas: pop pop
Adam: Okay it smells like diaper change time
And in the age of equality Adam also gets peed on (Suzanna caught it last time).
Adam: Okay what shall we do for fun
Silas: Fun fun
Adam: Toy? Story? Game?
Eventually Silas manages to communicate that he wants a story.
Adam: The blue birds were worried. They hadn't expected their baby to be pink but they knew they still loved their baby. They did all the things parent birds do. The baby was fed, the baby was warm, the baby was loved.
