Mutation Central: I Don't Want to Say It Was Aliens, But... It Was Aliens

Greetings, my lovely readers, fellow Simmers and friends I pester with these pictures alike! When we last left off, Hargrid had just graduated from college, and was headed back to the home lot because I promised to fix the PREP CLOTHZ he aged into (though really, he moves back in because he's the heir and I control where he lives).



The Casteroff Dormintory has now been left in the capable hands of Kieran the Clone, shown here doing the smustle with his fellow Secret Society dormie. He's a zombie made from the same premade Maxis dormie who became Don the Zombie, hence the "clone" bit of his name. Because I have no20khandouts, he also ended up with half the hard-earned money that Hargrid got at college, so our heir only comes home with about 15k Simoleons. How did he get that much, you ask? Well, a combination of large grants for the A+'s, and a lot of masterpieces and novels. I didn't mention them in the last chapter, but he wrote two other books besides "poemz dat r deep" and "poemz dat r dark". They were also poetry collections, titled "poemz dat r goffick" and "poemz dat r dprzing". I had him bring them home in his inventory so that the Uglacies can read them for generations.

Now, without further ado, let's see our heir return home!

( Warning: THE ALIENS MADE IT BAD, GUYS. SO BAD. )