Previous | Chapter Listing | Next Notes: I did de-immortalise Ezio and Drake, and then enable ageing for Morgyn and de-vampire Caleb, then turn them all elder. So the natural ageing process will be taking care of the rest. Looks like they’re all going to go on the same day. Of course. Gabriel’s also apparently very bad at being a vegetarian, so I changed this trait for proper, since he insisted on eating meat dishes. (Clearly, he is not actually vegetarian.) Grandfather came over to talk to mom, and then spent a lot of time cleaning the kitchen. I had to go in there and tell him it’s fine to…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next So I age up into an adult, and suddenly, the Eisenstern legacy is mine. That’s pretty weird, actually. Realistically, I’m not sure what that means. Aside from, I guess I can stay up all night if I want to. This isn’t some special condition of being the legacy heir, considering mom probably would’ve let me do that when I aged into adult even without being heir, but that’s neither here nor there. What did confuse me was why exactly I ended up heir, but it wouldn’t shock me to discover pretty much every heir in a legacy wonders, “Why me?” It’s not like I…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next My oldest baby’s growing up. It seems like time got away from me, but I’m glad to have made it here. I remember the sense of sheer panic when I first started this journey and became the second Eisenstern heir to take command of the legacy. And now I have to pass it on to the third. It felt like a tough choice, when I realised I’d need to make it eventually. But over time, the choice made itself, almost. Cynemaer and Freya came by and we spent hours outside talking and telling jokes. Freya informed me I’d gotten pudgier since the last time…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next Notes: Vampires make really bad roommates, btw. Make sure yours has tamed thirst. Roommate toddlers will magically manifest sippy cups to save themselves from starvation but you can’t easily gift plasma fruit or whatever to a vampire roommate, and they don’t seem to take it if it’s sitting around, they tend to just, bite somebody. If anyone is interested, I had a theory for why premades seem to change. We already know that premades are programmed notably differently, as Sims straight out of CAS behave measurably different to premades even if given the exact same traits. My theory is that, when copying a premade,…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next Speaking of Gabriel bringing home friends… it turns out, he’s made friends with Cassandra Goth! You know, the oldest of the Goth family, really wealthy, influential, ancient bloodline spellcasters… of course, they were having a very animated and enthusiastic conversation with each other, and I was trying to pretend I wasn’t there. I was not purposely eavesdropping, but it’s hard not to hear a conversation going on right next to you. But, they were both so in their own world together, they barely noticed the rest of us chums exist! It was kind of nice to see Gabriel getting along with someone outside the…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next Suddenly, it was Gabriel’s birthday! Didn’t Hilda just age up? I’m confused. My children are getting older. I mean, I know that’s what they do, but it just seems weird. Untimely. Wait. In any case, he aged up into an almost carbon copy of his grandfather. But then the same could be said about me; if there was a clone of dad, it’d be me. Just like Cynemaer’s father’s clone, I guess. Weird. He has Avery’s eyes, though, so he does look a little different. He’s just as well-mannered as before, if not more so. Interestingly, he seems to have taken a sudden interest…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next Hilda’s birthday was coming up quickly, but she was enjoying the last few days of her toddlerhood playing with her triceratops toy. Her aunt Bryn sent it to her for her birthday when she aged up from a baby, and she’s been attached to it ever since. Avery and I will age up on the same day, and it’s not long after Hilda’s birthday. I wonder if we’ll look any different. Dad’s got wrinkles now, and his hair did turn grey even though he’s not an elder. Maybe we’ll be a little different too. That’s just as well. We’re not the same people we…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next Gabriel’s still as polite as a child as he was as a toddler. And he seems to have developed a very strong liking for Diaval, which I’m glad to see. Diaval’s a sweet kitty, and he’s been in our family for a long time. Dad tells me his ageing has also been frozen; he’ll be with the Eisensterns until the end of time, most likely, so we’d all best just get used to him. I don’t have to ask Gabriel to help around the house, he does it mostly on his own. He’s often the one cleaning up the dishes after Hilda’s eaten, lightening…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next It seems Gabriel has taken on the arduous task of teaching his little sister to talk. She’s learning at a decently speedy rate, so I can’t say he’s doing too badly! Maybe someday he’ll be a teacher. Maybe not. It’s good to see the kids getting along as well as they do. Avery mentioned off-hand one morning that I’d have to decide which of them would be taking over the legacy after me, and I sort of froze, like a deer in headlights, and wondered how on earth dad managed to make that decision himself. Then again, I was the only one of my…

Previous | Chapter Listing | Next I told dad when Gabriel was still a baby that it felt like time had slowed down on us. Dad laughed at me and said that the time would start to fly by soon enough. He was right. Gabriel’s getting bigger every day, and sometimes I look at him and wonder where that little boy came from. We do need to have a talk about his table manners, but there’s no harm in him flinging his salad across the room right now, I guess. (It bothers me. Avery tells me it’s just salad. She’s right.) Avery seems a little upset about how much weight…