At 6:45 on Monday morning, Zoe and Miles were awoken by Sunny’s cries. Zoe tried rocking her, but Sunny continued to cry in earnest. As Zoe prepared to feed Sunny, she cooed, “Are you hungry, sweetheart?”
As soon as Sunny’s hunger was sated and she was settled in her bassinet, Zoe ate a handful of cherries to quell her own hunger and went back to sleep with Miles. They’d already been woken up three times during the night and were desperately in need of sleep.
By 7:30, Cloud was wide awake, having slept through the night without interruption. He went about his normal morning routine, swimming across to the main and secondary garden areas, tending the plants and harvesting whatever was ripe. As he plucked cherries off the trees, he consumed some for breakfast.
Miles and Zoe were awoken again at 8:45 as Skye began to cry. Zoe said, “I’ll get her, Miles. She must hungry.”
“Good morning, my darling girl,” Zoe cooed as she gently lifted Skye out of her bassinet. “You’re ready for breakfast, aren’t you?” After Zoe fed Skye, she and Miles each ate a bunch of cherries for breakfast. It had been a long night, but they’d finally gotten enough sleep from their series of one- to two-hour naps.
While Zoe and Miles were gazing at their twin daughters, the strangest thing happened. A bright, sparkling light surrounded Sunny and, all of a sudden, their infant daughter disappeared. Standing in front of Miles was a blonde-haired, blue-eyed toddler who looked an awful lot like Zoe.
Zoe and Miles were dumbfounded. Miles picked up his daughter as he looked at Zoe. “What the…?” Before he could finish his sentence, the same thing happened to Skye.
Zoe picked up Skye and said to Miles, “The island seems to have its own rules about the passage of time. First, my pregnancy was incredibly short and now our baby girls are toddlers after a day and a half?”
Miles had a huge grin on his face. “I know, it’s crazy, babe, but look at them. Aren’t they amazing?”
As Zoe talked to Miles, Skye watched her intently. “They’re beautiful, Miles. I can’t believe we made such perfect little girls.”
“They are perfect — they look just like their gorgeous mother. In fact, they look so much alike, it may be hard to tell them apart,” Miles chuckled.
While Zoe and Miles were coming to terms with being parents of toddlers, a teenage girl was swimming toward the other side of the island.
Once she made it to shore, the girl smiled to herself. After her long journey, she was finally on solid ground again. Standing there in her soaking wet clothes, her mood turned sour as she realized she had no idea where she was or if the island was inhabited.
Cloud had finished tending the outer gardens and joined Miles and Zoe on the beach. Miles shared his theory on why the twins suddenly aged up to toddlers a few minutes ago. As usual, Cloud took it all in stride as part of the universe’s grand plan.
As the adults talked, Sunny gave her sister a big hug and a surprised Skye squealed in delight.
From the short distance away, the teen heard Skye’s squeal and ran toward the sound.
When she came around the corner and saw the twin toddlers and a young couple, she sighed in relief. She wasn’t alone! Seeing a bed and two bassinets in such a remote location was surprising, to say the least.
The girl cleared her throat and said, “Um, hi.” Since Zoe was standing, she spotted the girl in her peripheral vision and said excitedly, “Hi! I’m Zoe Grayson. What’s your name?”
“Hi, Zoe. I’m Elisa Hallman.”
Pointing in Miles’s direction, Zoe said, “Elisa, that’s Miles O’Connell, my boyfriend, and our twin girls Sunny and Skye.”
Miles waved to Elisa, giving her a friendly smile. Zoe continued, “We’re so happy you’re here! Let’s go have a seat on the bed and we can swap stories about how we ended up on the island.”
“Sure. Sounds good.”
“Why don’t you go first, Elisa?” Zoe listened intently as Elisa began to share her story.
“I come from a long line of fishermen. We lived in a fishing village, and my parents expected me to get a good education and join the family business. Fishing’s OK, but I don’t want to spend my life doing it. I’ve always wanted to be a painter and do crafts, but my parents disapproved.”
Elisa continued, “So, one night, while they were asleep, I grabbed some clothes, art supplies and food, stuffed them into bags and hurried to one of my family’s boats. I sailed off, inspired by the night’s fresh air and the way the moonlight reflected onto the water.”
Elisa’s expression turned somber. “After a while, I fell asleep, and my boat drifted off course with the ocean current. When I woke up, the boat had started taking on water and was slowly sinking. I stayed with it as long as I could. By sunrise, I had to abandon everything, including all my art supplies. Luckily, I’m a strong swimmer. A few hours later, I spotted this island. I swam with all my might, and here I am.”
Zoe then shared with Elisa that she and Miles had been on a singles’ cruise and that their blind date had led to their becoming shipwrecked as well. Elisa asked her how a bed and the other items had come to be on a deserted island, and Zoe shared her thoughts on the presence of a benevolent island god. To say life on the island was unpredictable would be a gross understatement.
Cloud had spotted the newcomer and was walking over to say hello.
Cloud said, “Hey, there, little lady. Welcome to the island. The name’s Cloud. And who might you be?”
“I’m Elisa.” With Zoe’s encouragement, the two swapped stories of how they’d ended up on the island.
Cloud told Elisa about the pond and said, “I’d offer to teach you to fish, but that’s obviously not necessary. I know you’re not a fan of fishing, but it’s one of the ways Mother Nature provides us with sustenance on this fine island.”
“Makes sense. Fishing to feed ourselves is fine. I just don’t want to make it my life’s work. Anyway, I’m right behind you.”
“Before you go,” Zoe said, “you might want to consider taking off some of your wet clothes so you can dry off — only if you’re comfortable, of course.”
After Elisa removed her pink tank top and shorts, she followed Cloud to the fishing pond and they cast their lines. What she was wearing covered her more than her swimsuit would have, so it was no big deal to her.
Meanwhile, Miles had been crafting on the woodworking bench while Skye watched him and Sunny toddled on the beach nearby.
Zoe went to see what Miles was up to and realized she should check on the twins’ diapers.
She picked up Sunny and walked back to where the bassinets were and was shocked to see that the bassinets were gone and there were two pink potties and two toddler beds in their place.
Zoe put Sunny down on one of the potties and called over to Miles. “Miles, can you please come over here and bring Skye with you?” When Miles came around the corner, he stopped in his tracks. “Here we go again, huh?”
“Yeah. It’s unbelievable, but I’m so grateful the girls will have what they need. I thought they were going to have to sleep with us, and there’s no way we would’ve all fit in that bed.”
While Zoe potty trained Sunny, Miles coached Skye.
In the meantime, Cloud had made quite a haul, reeling in a pomegranate, puffer fish, gummy guppie, tilapia and tuna. Elisa had only caught one fish, but it was a whopper – a tuna! Little did Elisa know that Cloud was using bell peppers as bait.
By 6:30, the twins were hungry, so Zoe gave them each some cherries to tide them over.
She could tell they were tired, so she settled them on their new beds for a nap while she figured out what to do for dinner.
Zoe went over to the fire pit and discovered that it was gone, but there was a grill instead. She was so excited to be able to cook something other than fish that she roasted some fruit.
Cloud passed her by, saying he’d caught a few fish and was going to wash up. Zoe told him dinner would be ready in a few minutes.
Miles had set out the two bar stools he’d crafted so they’d all have room to sit. Zoe called out, “Dinner’s ready, everyone! Come and grab a plate.” Zoe and Miles went to pick up their daughters, but they both wanted to walk, so they put them down and watched as they slowly toddled over.
The twins were the last to finish eating, of course, and Zoe and Cloud each did some of the dinner dishes. Elisa was entertaining the girls, and Miles had resumed his woodworking.
It was getting late, and Cloud was tired. So, he washed up and went to bed. Zoe showed Elisa the other twin bed and said she was welcome to use it. Elisa went to bed shortly after Cloud.
The twins were overtired by now, so Zoe and Miles put them to bed. Zoe read Sunny to sleep while Miles read to Skye.
It was 1:30 AM by the time Miles finished washing the twins’ dirty dishes, cleaning the sink, washing up and getting to bed. Zoe was already fast asleep when he joined her.
My apologies for the delay in posting. I had pneumonia at the end of January and was out of commission for a week. Then, on my second day back at work, I was told my job had been eliminated. So, I’m currently unemployed and have been focusing my efforts on finding a new job. I’ve always been an optimist and am confident things will work out. This is just another bump in the road.
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At 9 AM on Day 9, I rolled the dice to determine the gods’ will for the day.
(6) The tide is declining and a new Sim gets washed ashore! Who is this? Where did this Sim come from? Only the gods know….
- In CAS, add a Sim who is fully random in traits, aspiration and age. Appearance and sexuality is your desire. If you already have 8 Sims in the household, you can ignore this will. We assume the Sim died on the exhausting journey to the island. Place a skeleton if you’d like it to look realistic.
I had posted a request for sims and backstories on the sims forum and received four creations in response, including Cloud, who arrived on Day 6. After typing the sims’ names on a list in the order in which they were submitted, I used a randomizer to select which sim would be the next to wash ashore.
- Skin: Black
- Hair: Dark Brown
- Eyes: Dark Brown
- Clothing / Top: A pink tank top with a necklace of some sort
- I chose the pink and gray layered tank top so I could use the gray tank top as part of her ‘swimsuit’
- Clothing / Bottom: Denim shorts that go to her knees
(Thanks again, Macainian!) I love Elisa’s backstory and used it in this chapter.
To comply with the challenge rules, I used a randomizer to determine Elisa’s traits and aspiration, which are shown above.
Elisa is our only teen on the island and another fun addition to the challenge. I hope I did her justice!
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When Sunny and Skye aged up, I used a randomizer to determine their traits.
Sunny rolled the Silly trait, while Skye rolled Angelic. No complaints here! 🙂
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With two toddlers to feed, the fire pit was no longer a good option. I “crafted” a grill at a cost of 5 twigs, which I thought was well worth it. This leaves the castaways with 25 twigs, which I’m hoarding for the time being.