Single Parent- Child By Death- 50 Children Challenge
This is a combination of a couple challenges that I have seen around. I am going to explain the story, and then I will explain the rules at the end . : ) This is my first challenge to write so please be kind. <3
Your female sim is a horrible mother to say the least. She never cooks dinner for her children, plays, helps with homework, or changes diapers. She never cuddles her children, or gives them any indication that they are wanted nor loved. All of her children are products of drunken nights and or products of careless love affairs. Her home is trashed, as she never takes time to clean. She is more concerned with work and making money then taking care of her children, she is almost never home.
When her 2 year old daughter falls and hits her head as a result of her mother’s neglect, the oldest of the children calls 911 and they contact social services on the suspicion of abuse. The children are taken to the hospital and examined. Your female sim shows up at the hospital, pretending to be the perfect mother, and pleads with the social worker to get her children back. She gets her two oldest children back, however by the time she pleaded her case, her youngest had already passed away. When the youngest passed away death visit’s the “Grieving” Mother . He can be seen by her, and only her.
“You are a selfish, greedy woman. Your heart is cold and you are hurting these innocent children with your self loathing greed. 1 innocent has faded as a result of your neglect. But there will be no more.” He told her, shaking his head and looking down at her with disgust. “For this your suffering will be 10 folds greater than that of the innocents.”
Death snaps his fingers, and your female sims beautiful house is replaced by a shack. The air turned cold as snow flakes floated down to the ground. Your female sim is shocked. It is the middle of July.
“Your suffering will last until you bare me 50 offspring. You are to treat them with love, kindness, and respect. You are to learn about the gift of life, and appreciate the innocence of a child. You will clean house, cook dinner, and help with homework. Your children will always be clean, and well fed. You are not to hire a nanny, nor will you go to work. You are not to marry, or date. Nor will you gain assistance from any other source. Until your lesson is learned it will be forever winter in the town of Providence.”
“You think your so cleaver.” Your female sim protests. “How am I suppose to do all of this? If I can’t go to work how will I feed all of these children I am supposedly going to have?”
“You will be forced to drain your savings. Aside from this I will give you a stipend of $1000 / child/ month. Not to include the two remaining children you have that are not of my seed. You will have to figure the rest out on your own.” He said and with a laugh at his cleverness, he turned on the spot and disappeared. Leaving your female sim and her remaining 2 children standing in front of the shack, dressed in their summer clothing, and shivering in the cold.
1. Create a family in CAS. In this you will create 1 adult sim (male or female) to be the single parent. You will also create 3 children. The options for this are : 1 child and 2 toddlers, 2 children 1 toddler, but NO TEENS IN CAS PLEASE! (It would make it too easy if teens could help with the little ones)
2. If you have seasons, go to neighborhood view and change all four seasons to winter by clicking on the season’s icon at the top of the screen. If you do not, then just like in the child of death challenge , use the make me sick tester, to make the children sick every week/ day/ 3 days/ whichever you choose.
3. If you are not an avid story creator like I am trying to be, move family into a nice house and play out the beginning sequence. (I have done this part so far, and have pictures which I will post as an example.) You CAN use the family funds(family’s name here) (amount of money here) ……..cheat to move them into the house.
4. I used pose boxes to stage the toddlers death, aside from the fact that I have a lot of hospital custom content installed, however you do not have to go this far. If you do not want to go this far, allow the toddler to pass out on the ground, take a picture, and say that they are dead.
5. Delete the toddler, and save your game. Exit the home and return to neighborhood. Buy a lot of land and create a shack. (I am not putting a restriction on the size of this, however you MUST use all of the cheapest furniture, appliances, etc.) Your home must have at least 1 bathroom, 1 bedroom for girls 1 bedroom for boys. And 1 kitchen. You must have 1 bed / crib for each child.
5A. Once you are finished creating your home, you MUST move your household funds down to (50,000) dollars. This will be the money in the mother’s saving’s account. Every 3 days add to the account 1000 per child that is the spawn of death)
6. Use insim or inteen or tombstone of l and d to make your sim pregnant by the grim. Turn aging off for your adult sim. Every 3 days your sim will become pregnant again. The grim has also cursed (blessed) your sim with multiple births. Every 2 births you will have twins. Raise the children to the best of your ability in accordance with the story outline above. You must make an attempt to teach your toddlers all of their toddler skills, while performing all other tasks.
7. When your oldest child has aged to a teen they are able to help out with the younger children, however they MUST be moved out the moment that they turn into a young adult.
8. The game ends when all 52 children are grown and moved out of the house. When this happens your female sim finally has peace.
Hope this makes sense to everyone else as it did to me while creating and testing it. : )
26th Jul 2011 at 10:14 PM
Last edited by honorelle : 26th Jul 2011 at 10:52 PM.
Reason: Lost first family, save disappeared
Just found this...
I really like this. I've just created my starter family, Egotista Challanger, and her children,child Ayla and toddlers Bobby and poor little Shino (my sick sense of humour won't let me get away without naming the kid about what he's in for). I randomly generated the dad#1, generated a baby, delete dad#1 and repeated to leave me with 1 boy and 1 girl for the main challange. Ayla gets ugly brown clothes, the boys don't go anywhere, so she doesn't bother dressing theim.
My bunkbeds would be perfect for the dorms, and they're cloned (and priced) from the cheapest single bed, as far as I can tell. Would they be okay to use?
So much of my CC is cheaper than the normal content that deciding what to use is difficult.
Does the 50,000 start after furnishing the shack with necessities? I'm thinking yes, as in the story it just appears "furnished", but I'm also not sure if a cheap bookcase counts as a necessity. I am counting a smoke alarm as I don't GR would let her get away with burning the shack down.
I prepared beds for 6 boys, 6 girls, plus 1 crib for the current toddler. the rest of the cribs will appear as and when they're needed. Lovely distressed brickwork on all walls, and the bohemian paintsplattered wood floors and unsplattered matching all over the place.
30th Jul 2011 at 4:28 PM
Last edited by simsrsexy : 30th Jul 2011 at 4:30 PM.
Reason: Forgot something
Love your idea and your pictures.....the twins are fine, I just realized when playing this that my multiple birth odds are screwy too. I wound up with 3 babies. I LOVE the bunk beds idea! <3 The 50,000 starts after you furnish your home with whatever it will need, including beds, book cases, whatever you like to have in your home, as long as it is the cheapest of everything. Custom content is OK to . I love how it looks nice, but is often cheaper. I have some in my game aswell.
Being only human, and knowing nothing of this family’s past you may look at this photograph and see a normal, everyday family. A mother reading to her little ones, possibly before bedtime or nap time . A little girl pouting because she doesn’t want to go to sleep, A toddler actively engaged in the story being told, and a little boy, sleepily rubbing his eyes.
A lot can be read into a simple picture like this. No one would ever guess that it is the only picture the children have of their mother. No one would ever guess that it is the only time their mother had ever read to them in their lives, and even at that it was during a visit supervised by the police to make sure she didn’t harm them, or neglect them. No one would ever think that these little ones were victims of harsh neglect.
In the before time to the children anyway, life was a lot harder. They didn’t have an adult around telling them to go to bed ontime, to take a shower, or to cook them dinner. They never had food prepared for them, and the only thing that their mother ever kept in the house was old boxes of cookies and and soda pop.
Nobody cared to clean up the mess, and instead just threw their empty soda cans and cookies boxes all over the floor. Nobody cared where the children finally passed out at, at the end of a long day.
Or what they ate when they were so hungry it felt as if their little bodies were going to give up on them. Nobody cared if they went to bed so hungry at night that the hunger pains left them curled up and crying, unable to sleep
Because they lived in a nice expensive home, and their mother drove an expensive car, nobody seemed to care what happened to them. I guess they figured that rich people can either take care of their children or hire someone to do it for them. They never knew how difficult these babies lives were until one night around mind night.
as the children were getting ready to go to bed, the youngest Gracelyn slipped on the stairs and tumbled downwards, hitting her head hard at the bottom.
Her big sister Olivia sat terrified by her baby sisters body as bright red blood started to make it’s way from the cut on her head.
“Hurry Brandon!” She screamed to her big brother, who had rushed to use the phone and call 911.
Frantic Brandon dialed the numbers. What was their address again? He couldn’t remember, nobody had ever told him.
“Please just come quick.” He sobbed into the phone. “My baby sissy fell down…mommy’s not here and she’s bleeding everywhere!”
When the ambulance arrived that would take the tiny toddler to the hospital, they brought along her two elder siblings, also noticing the foulness of the home that they were forced to live in, and their scrawny, pale, appearances.
When they got to the hospital it was determined that Baby Gracelyn had a broken neck, a broken arm, and 3 broken ribs. She had terrible bruises and cuts to her face from the fall. They had to place an incubator in her and put her on a ventilator to help her breathe. 2 hours after getting to the hospital, the toddler slipped into a comma.
The elder siblings looked starved, not only for attention, but for food as well. The officers who were interviewing them about the accident, and the neglect in their home bought them a grilled cheese sandwich each from the cafeteria. And then sat them down in the child play therapy room to try and talk to them about what happened in an environment that they would be comfortable in.
Olivia and Brandon were more interested in the fish tank against the wall of the room than anything else. They ooohed and aahhed over it, watching as the tiny fish swam in circles. They had never seen fish before.
They both found both odd and exciting that the detectives said they could play with anything in the room they wanted, that they could sit wherever they wanted, and that they just wanted them to be comfortable and feel safe.
They never had toys to play with before.
They didn’t even know what the meaning of the word “Safe” was.
After careful consideration, and the doctors report, saying that these children are clearly abused, and or neglected, the detectives leave the children to play and go to find the mother.
“We need to talk to you.” The male officer said, his voice was gentle but firm at the same time.
“What do you want?” Jennifer asked, her voice was angry but her eyes saddened and tired.
“We have come to talk to you about the placement of your children. Your youngest as you know is in intensive care, at this hospital. Your older two children are showing severe signs of emotional abuse and physical neglect, as well as some delays in social and emotional development.”
“Who in the hell do you think you are to tell me how to raise my children?” Jennifer shouted at the officer.
“Back up Ma’am.” The officer relied. “I am just doing my job, and your children are clearly neglected and terrified, If you don’t corperate with our investigation of your youngest child’s accident and clean up your act we will be forced to take all three of them into protective custody.”
Jennifer broke down on these words. She knew she was not the perfect mother, she was always out late, she left her kids home alone. She didn’t know how to boil water, much less cook a three course meal, But she wanted a second chance, a chance to make things right with her babies.
After a long discussion and many tears later, the officers decided to give her a second chance, granted she bring the children into the station once a week for evaluation, took them to counseling three times a week, and adhered to all of Deaths policies should the youngest of the children die.
The officer knew all too well how death felt about people who abused their children. He knew that whatever punishment Death gave her should the child die would be 100x worse than anything he could do to her.
Jennifer went back to baby Gracelyns room and sat talking to her for hours, before finally laying her head down on her daughter’s bed.
“I’m so sorry I wasn’t there baby Gracie.” She whispered, just as she was drifting off to sleep.
She was awoken by nurses and doctors shuffling around. Her daughter’s condition had worsened overnight, and so they had to replace her baby bed, with a incubator that would fully monitor her breathing, and help them to keep her safe and warm, since she was underweight and having troubles regulating her body heat.
Or atleast that was the thought. Jennifer suddenly felt very cold, and as if every hair on her body was standing on end. She looked over and saw Death himself staring down at her. She jumped backwards in surprise .
“You are a selfish greedy woman. Your heart is cold and you are hurting your three innocent children with your self loathing greed. One innocent has faded as a result of your neglect, but there will be no more.” He told her, shaking his head and looking down on her with disgust. “For this your suffering will be 10 folds greater than that of the innocents.”
“You don’t deserve this little one.” He said turning to look down at the pale little girl laying in the incubator. “Your suffering will be over soon, I promise.” He whispered to her, his voice soft and sweet as honey.
“Please! Please don’t take her with you! I'll...I'll do anything!” Jennifer begged, tears streaming down her face, as she kneeled at death’s feet.
“NO!” He shouted, his voice echoing and shaking the walls. “I will not subject this child to a lifetime of more suffering. I am taking her with me, and that is my final ruling.” He turned to look at the pathetic woman begging at his feet.
“Your suffering will last until you bare me 50 offspring. You are to treat them with love, kindness, and respect. You are to learn about the gift of life, and appreciate the innocence of a child. You will clean house, cook dinner, and help with homework. Your children will always be clean and well fed. You are not to hire a nanny nor will you work. You are not to marry, nor will you ever date again. Nobody wants those who harm innocent children. You will not gain assistance from any other source, aside from the children when they turn to teens. Until your lesson is learned it will be forever winter in the town of Providence.”
“You think your so cleaver.” Jennifer protests” How am I suppose to do all of this if I cannot go to work? How will I feed these demon spawn….” she quickly corrected herself “children I am suppose to have.?”
“Your house has been replaced with a worn down shack. It is furnished only with the necessities. You will be forced to drain your savings. Aside from this I will give you a stipend of $1000/child/month. Not to include your two remaining children that are not my seed. You will have to figure out the rest on your own.” He said this with a laugh, and then gently picked up the little girl's sprite held her gently and protectively in his arms, and turned on the spot. Within a blink of an eye, he was gone.
Her children are mere memory's of nights with drunken men at the many pubs in Merylo. They stay in a windowless, dark brick room with a cheap Fridge, a doll, a trash compactor, an old picture and some beds. Their mother only comes in to put the youngest in bed and refill the fridge. The poor little kids, she does not even remember their names. But I do. Here they are:
Jordan Lee [10 years old, boy]
Jamie Lee [9 years old, girl]
Mai Lee [2 years old, girl]
Little Mai had tried to climb the cot, but fell down and hurt herself very badly! Her sister and brother worried badly, then called an ambulance with their 'Stolen' mobile that fell from their mothers pocket.
Doctor Ophilea and Nurse Tara watched as the children played, watching them explore the wonder of their first toy [Mai hugged the teddy constantly]. Seeing their deep scratches and starved stomachs [All the fridge offered was pop and cookies, plus very rarely did their mother refill it.], the Doctor and Nurse got the impression that the children was poorly treated. They decided to have a word with Kaily, but she was beside herself, muttering to little Mai beside her crib.
Suddenly, Mai stopped breathing and their was that unmistakable beep. She had died. Then, Grim appeared. And he did not look happy.
"“You are a selfish, greedy woman. Your heart is cold and you are hurting these innocent children with your self loathing greed. 1 innocent has faded as a result of your neglect. But there will be no more.” He told her, shaking his head and looking down at her with disgust. “For this your suffering will be 10 folds greater than that of the innocents.”
“Your suffering will last until you bare me 50 offspring. You are to treat them with love, kindness, and respect. You are to learn about the gift of life, and appreciate the innocence of a child. You will clean house, cook dinner, and help with homework. Your children will always be clean, and well fed. You are not to hire a nanny, nor will you go to work. You are not to marry, or date. Nor will you gain assistance from any other source.”
“You think your so cleaver.” Kaily protests. “How am I suppose to do all of this? If I can’t go to work how will I feed all of these children I am supposedly going to have?”
“You will be forced to drain your savings. Aside from this I will give you a stipend of $1000 / child/ month. Not to include the two remaining children you have that are not of my seed. You will have to figure the rest out on your own.”
"I would like one last thing before you go." Kaily said..
"What, you filthy woman?" Grim rumbled.
"I would like you to spare Mai's life. She's the best thing I ever had! I love her with all my heart!" Kaily pleaded.
"No! She has suffered enough! She will come with me, and you lie. If you loved her, you would let her roam free, instead of in that cruel cell!" Grim replied.
"Now, you poor little thing. You will suffer no more. Let us be gone." Grim said as softly as a teddy bear's stuffing. Then he and the small girl disappeared.