Round 7 Scorecard

Welcome to the Round 7 Scorecard for Tranquility Creek:

Sims Added By Birth: 

Tetra Hannon

Bermuda Bernard

Croix Bernard

Disgust Howard

Brock Flenderson

Sims Added by Marriage/Move In:

None

In Memoriam: 

None

New Naming Themes:

None

Man, Round 7 was uneventful...let's hope Round 8 is a bit more exciting. 

Palmer 2: Round 7

Last round, Addison and Ryan continued to struggle to make ends meet while supporting their daughter Azalea. Ryan tried his hardest at the science lab, but it was Addison who made the new discovery after she planted a strange seed in her backyard garden...

Hi there, Addison! Looks like you've got a good harvest there.

Addison: Well, it's something at least. This gardening for a living idea isn't panning out like I thought it would.

Seriously? You haven't fenced that thing in yet?

Addison: I don't know why you're so worried about it. It's just a plant.

Oh, hi Aruba.

Azalea: Come on, let's go upstairs. Is Jamaica sick again?

Aruba: No, she went next door to the Hannons. I think she has a crush on Trout...or Salmon. She won't tell me which.

Aruba: We just got our own rooms, too! It's awesome! You're so lucky you never had to share.

Azalea: Yeah...but I still kind of wish I had a brother or sister.

Azalea: Hi Uncle Noah!

Noah: Oh, hi there! Is your dad at home?

Azalea: No, he's looking around for crystals and stuff to bring to work.

Noah: Ah, ok. I just wanted to drop this off for him. Be sure not to touch it, ok? It's very dangerous.

Azalea: Ok...

Azalea: Mom, what's in that box uncle Noah dropped off for Dad?

Addison: I don't know-your father hasn't opened it yet.

Azalea: Aren't you ever going to be done weeding?

Addison: You know, I don't think so...

So what did your brother drop off?

Ryan: Well, he noticed we were still having some money issues, so...

Not you too...

Ryan: What? This thing's awesome!

Your brother has managed to set about 10 things on fire with it.

Ryan: That's why I'm practicing using it here. Industrial sprinkler system.

Uh-huh..

Addison: Welcome home...how was work?

Ryan: Great...but I'm starving, though...

Addison: Dinner's almost ready...hey, while you're waiting do you mind checking on the plant out back?

Ryan: Sure.

Ryan: Hey little buddy...oh, wow, a piece of cake...

Ryan, no!

Uh-oh....I knew this would happen!

What? You're alive?

Ryan: I...I think so...

Well that's a relief. Do you see now why I wanted you to stay away from that thing?

Ryan: Yeah...but do me a favor? Don't tell Addison. I don't want her to worry...

Um, ok...but this seems like something your wife should know about.

I guess being eaten by a plant makes you a superstar at the science lab, though.

Azalea: But mom, think about it. If you had another kid, then we both would be able to help you in the garden when we get big.

Addison: I know you want a little brother or sister...but trust me, it's not all its' cracked up to be. Especially when you're a lot older, like you are. 

Azalea: Why don't we ever see your little sisters, Mom?

Addison: They were born when I was almost out of high school...I didn't get to be around them much before I moved out. Besides, your father has enough siblings for the both of us.

Aww...looks like Azalea found a best friend.

Already? That was fast.

Um...you're birthday gift?

Ryan: No...I just turned one of those creepy little dolls buried everywhere into this. It's gotta be worth something.

Addison: Your birthday cake is almost done.

Ryan: Great...so, I was thinking now might be a good time to put a fence up around this guy...

Addison: Not you too...Ryan, it's just a plant! What has you so worked up about it all of a sudden?

Ryan: Nothing, nothing...I just think it would be safer.

Looks like it's a double birthday!

Addison: Honey, why don't you come inside? The cake is ready...

Ryan: Just one more time...I know I can get another one! 

Addison: Maybe you should quit while you're ahead.

Happy birthday, dear Azalea...

Well, the outfit needs work but otherwise not bad. Have you chosen an grown-up aspiration?

Azalea: Yup! I want to be super strong!

Well...I did not see that one coming.

Happy birthday dear Ryan...

Sorry yours doesn't have as much fanfare...

Ryan: That's ok.

And I see you're getting a head start on that bodybuilding thing...with yoga?

Azalea: Why not? Plus, the yoga mat was way cheaper than the weight machine.

Addison: Thanks for stopping by, Jenifer...but we already had the cake a few hours ago.

Jenifer: Actually, I wanted to check on Ryan...he's ok, isn't he?

Addison: Yeah...why?

Jenifer: Oh, well Noah told me what happened with that plant...

Addison: What are you talking about?

And once again I get to leave on a cliffhanger. Jenifer, why don't you go ahead and fill Addison in and I'll see you guys next round?

A Message From the Mysterious Voice: So, first things first. No, I did not tell Ryan to eat the cake from the cowplant. He did that all on his own. I was actually surprised that he lived-in TS2 being eaten was instant death, but I guess in TS4 they get a second chance. That wraps up round 7! Stand by for the scorecard.

Flenderson 2: Round 7

Last round, hapless scientist Noah Flenderson continued to advance at the lab while also continuing to try and hide the mysterious origins of his youngest child, Rain. Meanwhile, his middle boys Cirrus and Nimbus grew from children to teenagers, and his wife Jenifer continued to work at her writing career.

Noah...we've talked about this.

Noah: Just one more time...I know I've got it now...

Uh-huh...at least now the boys are old enough to man a fire extinguisher.

Jenifer: Noah! I told you not to use your ray gun in the house...

Noah: In the house...that's it!

Noah, the neighbors are starting to stare...I don't think this is what Jennifer meant.

How's it hanging, Rain?

Rain: That's not funny.

Uh-huh...

Rain: I just hope Dad doesn't set anything else on fire before tonight...

What's tonight?

Oh, I see...

Happy birthday dear Rain...

Well, it's a very intricate hairstyle for a teenager but otherwise, not bad. Have you picked an aspiration yet?

Rain: I want to be an author, like mom.

Ok, very do-able. Why don't you head downstairs and get a head start?

Rain: Ok...

Rain: Mom, Dad? Have you guys seen my...whoa!

What is that?

Rain: I don't know...Dad must have brought it home from work. It looks like it's glowing...

Whoa!

Rain: Who are you?

Tory: My name's Tory.

Tory...not a name I would have expected for someone who looks like that coming out of a wormhole...

Rain: So...what are you?

Tory: Well, I guess you could say I'm an alien...

Rain: Alien...hey, Tory...can I try something?

Tory: Whoa! Are you...one of us?

Rain: I don't think so...Mom and Dad never said anything about that. But without my makeup...I look a lot like you. Oh, no...I think I hear him coming! 

Tory: I should go...but maybe you should ask?

So, I noticed you brought home a project...

Noah: Oh, the wormhole generator? Yes, I want to keep working on it but it's not exactly on the project list around here, so I thought I'd keep it at home.

What did Jennifer think about that?

Noah: Well, I think she thinks it's a decoration...I bring home a lot of weird stuff so she's kind of stopped asking questions.

What about the kids?

Noah: Oh, I'm sure they've barely noticed. They're never in our room.

Jenifer: Noah, has anything strange been happening at the lab?

Noah: Um...no...why do you ask?

Jenifer: I'm up for a promotion at work. I have to write a compelling article and I thought the science lab might be a good topic...

Noah: Well, sorry to disappoint you but nothing weird's been going on there. Nope, just plain, everyday science...

Jenifer: Uh-huh...

Noah: You know what? We've both been so preoccupied with work lately...

Jenifer: Actually, I've only been writing for a few hours a day...

Noah: Let's go out for a date night. How about the new spa that just opened up?

Jenifer: Ok, but don't think this is getting you out of telling me what's been going on at the lab.

Noah: Isn't this relaxing?

Jenifer: Well, kind of...it looks a lot more like a nightclub than a spa, if you ask me. Oh, look...there's a yoga class...

Noah: Why don't you go on ahead and join in. I'll just grab a drink at the juice bar and meet up with you later.

Well, I guess I should check on what the kids are up to...

Rain: Stratus, can I ask you something? Before I was born, did anything...weird happen around here?

Stratus: You mean other than the twins? Not really...oh, there was that night with the weird lights outside.

Rain: Weird lights?

Stratus: Yeah...I don't really remember all the details. But one night when I was little I saw these weird blue lights coming in through my bedroom window. I couldn't see much more, since our rooms are in the basement. By the time I got out of bed and upstairs, the lights were gone.

Rain: What did Mom and Dad say?

Stratus: Mom hadn't even seen them. Dad wasn't home-he must have been working late that night.

Hmm..let's do the journalist this time.

Looks like Noah had a great day too. I guess the spa date paid off.

Congrats, Jenifer.

Jenifer: Thanks. 

Oh, boy...another birthday.

Happy birthday dear Stratus...

Wow, you look...exactly the same.

Stratus: I've matured on the inside.

If you say so...

Could have seen that one coming...

Rain: Mom?

Jenifer: Yes, dear?

Rain: This may sound like a weird question but...am I an alien?

Jenifer: ...

Whoa, ok...um...unfortunately it's time for me to be moving on. So why don't you two discuss that while I head over to Ryan and Addison's house...with the man-eating plant. (Man, isn't any house around here normal?)

A Message From the Mysterious Voice: After a bit of a hiatus, Tranquility Creek is back. I figured I should probably get this blog up to date before Get Together comes out. Nothing too eventful on this lot outside of the wormhole generator, which I now know you have to upgrade before being able to travel to Sixam.