the rainbow survivor challenge part 2 of 2!

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on the last episode, yoserian was about to deliver his baby. aaaaaand here they are.



oh, right. he had twins. this one is named boreal and the first one is called ysma.



the babies don't deserve the same cruel fate as their parents, so i stuck them in this covert baby storage shed and set their motives to static.



stop drawing attention to the covert baby shed.





regine: i'm worried. dying sounds painful.





bodie and vivi woohooed and then there were chimes, and i almost shat a brick in rage.

but then i checked with simblender and gria is fucking pregnant, so i guess she and pango woohooed at the exact same time as bodie and vivi and i missed it.



gria: um? i'm not in love with this dude, why is he snuggling me? :/



pango: i'm just saying, i could survive the nuclear apocalypse by storing food in my face.



yoserian: that's just unrealistic. you'd last maybe five days.

pango: are you calling me a liar?





ingmar's ghost doesn't scare anyone. he just, cleans.



yeah i locked that want, what of it?



bodie stalks yoserian.



and yoserian stalks bodie. as long as it's mutual, it's fine.





gria: pango did this.

we won't know for sure until a pink baby pops out. if you actually live through this.



can you please stop shit-talking a newborn?



pango has 0 neat points, so i am often subjected to displays such as this.



yoserian: dear diary, i had babies. shit was jokes.







yoserian: i refuse to sleep in the same bed as gria!

then stop... autonomously trying to?

yoserian: NO





regine tries to flirt with pango and gets hella rejected.



pango: does this look like the face of a sim that wants your affection?

regine: :< i just want love



regine: pfft whatever, that jerk isn't good enough for me anyways.



regine: perhaps one of you fine individuals would like to romance me?

vivi and bodie: *intimate slorping*



i am happy to report that gria's top actually has a preg morph, so no kangaroo pouch this time.



regine: hehehe!

what's so funny? what's the joke?

regine: it's me. i'm the joke! :-) heehehahe







someone might've hidden the bills so they couldn't possibly be paid. not naming any names.

it was me.



repo bastard only took two paintings, so i'm not particularly bothered.



pango on the other hand? very bothered.

pango: I'M UPSET.



yoserian: i can't prepare food! there's a blue bitch in my way!



bodie: to make it up to you, how 'bout some juggling?

yoserian: ooo dinner and a show.



gria: so... hungry... but can't... eat... stink sandwich.



oh. well, i suppose regine finally found someone.

it's a shame that he already has two other lovers, one of which is deceased.



regine: yay!

yoserian: she makes a great ingmar replacement.



regine: did you know that boreal just hangs out in that baby shed all day?

vivi: what a little loser.







gria: i seem to be in labor!

regine: awesome!

vivi: goddamn it, yoserian.



this is pangea. because it kind of sounds like pango and gria together. into the baby shed he goes.



i don't know what i expected. she manages to survive the pregnancy and then dies when that massive motive drain ends.



bodie: *aggressively ignores gria's death*



well, now he's sad. or at least, he's pretending for appearance's sake.



life in the house goes on.



except for pango, who manages to have an existential aspiration crisis behind the baby shed. rather than anywhere else.



pango: I REQUIRE MONEY.

therapist: speaking of money, i don't get paid enough to deal with this shit.



regine: if you don't mind me saying, you're a delicious milkshake, yoserian.



yoserian: i've always considered myself a hot food. like soup.



ingmar is back again and he's going to tidy the house until daybreak drives him back to the spirit realm.



pango is the only sim in aspiration failure and it's only because gria died. it's fine, babe, she'll be back. i promise.

pango: but moneeeeeeeeyyyy



bodie: remember when i tapped that ass?

yoserian: boy, do i!



pango: i had a terrible nightmare that someone was disrespecting my personal space.

yoserian: hi.





i feel like i've had this issue before, where i didn't understand that the keg has to be refilled. but it's been refilled now, so let the drunk rage commence.



let the... phantom cup? commence.

vivi: note to self: phantom cup.



why? who? how? what the fuck.



pango: this isn't a love triangle. this is advanced romantic geometry.



yoserian: it's raining! yaaaaay. i love rain.

me too, little buddy.



who would do such a thing, as to turn the fridge that way.

me.



pango: i'm die?



i don't know whose piss that is, but pango really knows how to pick a spot to die.

rest in piss, literally.



regine: i'm so close to winning! half of the competition is dead. :D



bodie: pango died. sad.

yoserian: FOOOOOD. need... food.



i was really rooting for vivi. if only someone hadn't rotated that fridge.



:< rip violet princess.



yoserian: *gross sobbing*

regine: *crocodile tears*



tbh i'm surprised bodie and yoserian have made it this far. especially considering that yoserian was the first sim to get pregnant here.



the house has an overly ghost-ridden night.



octavia: yeah! fuck him up!

vivi: BOO

yoserian: hehehe that's exactly what a ghost would say!



bodie: i'm dying of hunger!

skeleton: come on, man, don't be so insensitive. i'm practically skin and bones over here.



octavia: what kind of ghostly chaos have you wrought tonight?

ingmar: i took a bath.

octavia:

octavia: what



even octavia feels the need to clean. these ghosts are more effective than hiring a maid, tbh.



rip bodie. have fun hanging out with pango's urn.



someone fucked so hard in the hot tub that it's stuck in the woohoo animation.

fireworks keep shooting out of it and i'm scared.



i locked off the billiards and rec rooms, but somehow regine got into the billiards room. apparently she can pick locks.



aaaand the runner up, mr. yoserian, dies. behind the baby shed in fact, thus earning my eternal contempt.



this is what you get for annoying me.



regine: i... i won. i won! i didn't die! wooooo!

congratuwelldone.



more crocodile tears for her deceased lover.



since the challenge part is over, it's time to free the babies born during this time. and age them up into toddlers.



first up is boreal!



and ysma!



i think i'm in love with ysma's look. she's so cute!



boreal is awfully cute as well. he looks more like yoserian, whereas ysma is more similar to bodie. neither of them got cool colorful skin though. :-(



aaaaand we also have pangea.



less cute than yoserian and bodie's kids, but still cute.



so i revived everyone. and gria immediately broke down before i could fix everyone's aspiration meters. way to go, you just had to wait 2 seconds and you failed.



octavia decides that life is way too short to not just go for it.



and pays for that decision.

pango: rejected!

octavia: ;~;



pango: look, don't touch me. don't talk to me. in fact, don't even look at me.



pango: did we just become best friends? :D

octavia: *tragic screeching*



might as well pair these two up before i start clearing people out.

these pictures would be better if octavia wasn't losing her shit in the background.



gria: let's go steady, babe.

pango: let's!



gria: will you marry me?

pango: yes. yes! YES.

octavia: pango is such a fuckface.



another picture in which octavia continues to photo bomb.



octavia: perhaps i will steal your child instead.

gria: you better not.



i bring all these motherfuckers back and suddenly way too much is happening.



WAY TOO MUCH.

regine: that fucking asshat vivi is cheating on me!

everyone cheats on everyone here, regine.



regine: HOW DARE!

vivi: i love it when people fight over me. :D



ingmar: god i hate her.

regine: god i hate him.



i still ship it. especially since you two produce incredibly cute babies.



regine: i won, so as a gift to myself, i'm going to sit in the hot tub. alone. in the rain.



yoserian: i love him. he's like doctor manhattan but with better hair and a smaller dong.



no one gets to leave without everyone saying their farewells, of course.









yoserian and bodie move out with their kids, destined for life on a different lot.



octavia: this isn't what it looks like! i wasn't spying on anyone!

pango: suuuure.



pango: congrats on dying.

octavia: i fucking hate you.



say goodbye to gria and pango! and pangea, too.





octavia: bye, gria! bye, fuckface!



wow that is some serious commitment for a romance sim. i mean, he also has the fear, but who am i to deny him of this spontaneous want.



shit, these idiots have paired themselves off nicely. i like the color combinations as well.



i was unaware they had any chemistry, but i'm here for it.



octavia: so, uh, congrats on winning?

regine: grrrr i'm angry now.



octavia: hey bb u want sum fuk?

regine: GRRRR YEAH I DO.



i haven't altered my risky woohoo settings. i'm just very, very lucky. or is it unlucky? >.>



vivi and ingmar gotta go, 'cause neither of them won.



carpool townie: *lays on the horn*

ingmar: jeez, cut it out. i'm moving as fast as i can.





soooo regine won, as we've already covered. i don't know what i'm going to do with her (and possibly octavia) but i'm not disappointed she won.



we'll end this challenge with octavia wistfully mouth-breathing and pondering her future.