Despite her diagnosis, we haven’t really seen anything terribly different in Easter Lily yet. When Digitalis was given “the gift” he actually seemed to notice. He had almost immediate panic attacks. It was sad and disturbing. But for the most part, Easter’s been happy as a clam.
In fact, a lot of who she has always been makes so much more sense, now. She’s always been a little intense and outside of convention. She’s so personable though, she remains a delight. Her fearlessness and exuberance for living are gifts. She does what she wants, no apologies necessary!
That said, we did need to consider the implications for the future. Did we need to change our habits, or adjust our living space? Would she be able to handle the stress of possibly running the family someday?
Dianthus, naturally, took the thoughtful approach.
Cooper, perhaps the more realistic Wolff given her intimate knowledge of the dark side of Sim nature, prepared for combat, just in case.
And the sibs didn’t pay the whole thing much mind at all.
The one truly disturbing characteristic that Easter has developed (and it may be totally unrelated to her traits) is a dangerous fascination with the cowplant.
She just won’t stay away from the thing. It’s not like we’re grossly neglecting the cowplant and she’s taking up our slack; Ede feeds it and tends it, but as soon as she’s left the area, Easter will swoop in and start fiddling with it.
She’s been swallowed several times now. Once she gets that “drained” moodlet, another gulp will likely be fatal — and it lasts for two whole days!
I’ve thought of fencing the cowplant off to protect her, but that feels like cheating so I’m just having to pay very close attention to where Easter is and what she’s doing at all times. Have to take her with us whenever we leave the house, etc. No more of this “leave the game running to advance time a bit while I tidy the kitchen” business for me! Hmph.
I’m not sure how long I can sustain this level of attention. It’s worrisome.
Not that I want to add another person to the house, or that I’m confident her boyfriend will even accept the upgrade from “promised” to “engaged,” but Easter really wants to marry that darn Bro, so I’m going to have to try to help make that happen. Somehow..
Somewhere on the other side of town, Jarrett Palacios, one of the last vestiges of squint-eye square-jaw, quietly awaits his fate.
Did I say fate? I meant date. He hadn’t seen his girlfriend Easter Lily in a couple says, so they were going to meet at the museum to catch up. She was running a bit late, but being a Cheerful sort he didn’t mind.
Easter was kind of distracted tonight. Normally she’s all over her beau like syrup on pancakes, but she just wasn’t feeling it for some reason. Maybe it was the conversation? Jarrett is kind of in his own little world. His talk bubbles always seem entirely irrelevant to the situation, and he makes very few expressions. They’re either perfect for each other, or this is a train wreck – I can’t tell! Give us something to work with here, bro!
Uh.. yeah. I went ahead and pulled the plug on that date. And not a moment too soon, as Easter had decided it was time for random scolding.
Followed immediately by random serenading.
It’s a rollercoaster romance, this thing with Easter. Poor dude. There didn’t appear to be any lasting damage, though, so we rewarded Easter by pointing her towards her other persistent want: the bottom of the trash can.
We’ll have to try approaching this from another angle. Perhaps at home, with people around to help smooth out the rough bits. 🙂