My, aren't we productive today?



Do not let this happy scene fool you, as in this update, Happy Volts Asylum is faced with tragedy and woe.



Not just yet though. Nervous and Cyd bond with some basketball. Cyd gets pretty ticked off that Nervous is better at it than he is.



Cleaning is an important skill for a dolphin cage cleaner. Mr. Wiggles might not be aquatic, but he'll do for practice. Cyd's steadily progressing within the Oceanography career, but not very fast.



Gabriel keeps trying to convince Tara he's the man for her, but she has no eyes for him.



This might be the direct cause of that. Tara's a family sim after all, and I think she sticks with her One Twue Wuv. Why on earth it has to be Daniel eludes me.



Alexandra is not doing well. Not only is her boyfriend copping off with someone else, she's also constantly moody because she's stinky, is stinky because she pees herself, pees herself because she can't get into the bathroom on time and can't get into the bathroom on time because she insists on sitting in front of spoiled food for hours instead of getting off her arse and serving some food. On the rare occasion she manages to get unspoilt food, she unerringly falls asleep in it.
Alexandra might well be the stupidest sim I have ever (not-)played. I'm getting a red forehead from all the facepalming she makes me do. It's a mystery why she is still alive.



A look at her motives shows us she really cannot take care of herself. Notice the convenient way she fell asleep in front of the toilet, blocking the way for sims that might actually have a chance of succesfully not peeing themselves. Not on Alexandra's watch!



Teaparties are still held at all times. It seems the only real escape the inmates have from the harsh reality of the Asylum. But then this happened.



Okay, didn't see this one coming. If anything, I figured Alexandra would be the first one to pop her clogs.



Tara: 'Daniel! Nooo! He used to grope me ever so lovingly!'
Erin: 'Noooooooo poor guy who I didn't know at all and didn't spend a second socialising with outside of teaparties! Bwuuuuuhuhuhuhu!'
Gabriel: 'Hey, I can see the Crypt-O-Night Club from up here.'



Erin: 'But anyway, as I was saying, this particular blend won first prize in the Strangetown Annual Teablend Contest.'
Tara: 'Very lovely, yes.'
Jessica: 'BWUUUUUHUHUUU!'



And so my first Asylum death was Daniel Pleasant. Which I hadn't seen coming from a mile off. I guess he just hit that teapot a bit too often and died from acute theine poisoning. Or maybe Gabriel put something in his cup to ensure he had no competition in trying to win over Tara...



At any rate, life must go on. Tara has this absolutely adorable way of cleaning. <3



Tara: 'Ouch! Hey, I loved that Daniel guy, but I'm not THAT eager to see him again in the afterlife...'



Normal life by now includes Alexandra peeing herself right in front of the toilet...



... and loudly complaining about food, without ever as much as TRYING to provide some for herself. That would not be the Alexandra Way. I mainly made that 'not being able to take responsibility for her own life' introduction bit up as flavour text, but turns out that she actually can't. Why make your own food if you can wave at your invisible god demanding it be put in front of you?



Instead of actually eating the food that Cyd prepared because he was sick of her whining, Alexandra prefers to track upstairs and have some tea. *facepalm*



I guess this was really inevitable.



Grim Reaper: 'Tch.'

And on that only-slightly-sad note we leave you, dear non-existent reader. Tune in next time for more death and destruction   Happy Volts Fun Time!