Project CarterThe Carter project, the

project for Carter and

Phantasma bloodlines, the

project specifically designed

to make pretty babies. (It

even sort of worked!)

Four stunningly gorgeous children of two

prestigious bloodlines. Aunt and

niece, brother and twin, drafted for a new

purpose—to create a new generation of god-

like beauty and successful business. The

children of shop owners, the children of the

island’s dream. This is Project Carter.

Elizabeth Hatfield, seventh child of Bindi

Phantasma. Aaron and Benny Carter, third and

fourth children of Alex Carter, half-brothers to Lexi

Carter. Julianna Martigan, firstborn of Terry

Martigan and Miri Hatfield, third-born of Bindi

Phantasma. Their destinies, at childhood, have

already become entwined.

The little ones were caught and

introduced, encouraged to

play…encouraged to love. Board

games and tickle fights lead to babies

and true love…together forever.

Let it be noted that this is my cruelty. I

would never cheat in love, but I do not find

myself fully human in love. Being tied like

that, for a mortal (or a Sim), is pain.

But they settle down, and the birthdays

come, and the beauty still remains,

though muted. Full lips and wide eyes

of childhood are smaller, more adult,

more reserved…but still are they

beautiful.

How ironic. The last child, the youngest

child, with no siblings at home to hold

my interest, got the most attention as a

teen. The others didn’t last long; sent

soon off to college, begging me to let

them leave the chaos of their childhood

homes. Elizabeth lingered, contributing

her work to Bindi’s galleries, both public

and private.

Each of the four took up a hobby in their

university house, seeking to one day pursue a

fortune of their own. Julianna took to baking, to

one day have a cake shop. Benny took to repairing

things, dreaming of being a mechanic. Aaron

thrived in the spacious greenhouse, hoping to be a

local grocer. Elizabeth followed in her mother’s

footsteps, painting for a new gallery. Dreams ran

wild in that tiny stone house on the edge of

Phantasma University campus.

Romance blossomed. Julianna and

Aaron became a pair for matching grey

eyes, where Benny with his green took

to Elizabeth for Zane’s recessive

emerald. The pairs were established

and engaged as graduation grew ever

closer on the horizon…

These quiet moments make my day, just to

sit with you and drift away.

Oh, these quiet moments make my day; we

must never let them slip away.

The four shared some quiet moments

then; afternoons in bed and in the

greenhouse, just enjoying the company

and silence.

…Because the party was about to begin. A

double wedding with three families; six

parents and more siblings and relations than

anyone cared to count.

The cakes were made, the arch set up, and

the party all ready to begin. The relatives

swarmed the door in full finery, hungry for

cake and romance.

The pre-wedding reception/move-in party

was just another Phantasma party. Music and

games and socializing; as good as any party

gets on this island. It’s hard to beat a

Phantasma party.

If the party was normal, though…

They called it the wedding of the generation.

The ceremonies done by night in the soft

lighting of the greenhouse garden of the

beautiful house the two couples had bought to

share, the matching dresses of the enchanting

brides, and as much family gathered to watch

as the garden could hold.

There was cake, and singing, and looks of love

in the eyes of all four children I had doomed

to this fate.

The night brought equal passion from two

master bedrooms. The contracts were

signed, four fates were sealed, and Project

Carter was ready to pursue its original

purpose…

…Babies.

All four of them were thrilled. Especially the

boys. Ironic, in my eyes, since they’re both

Popularity (which, in my experience, does not

a good parent make). A nursery was made

ready for the little ones so soon to arrive.

(Please note, if you will, my fantastic decorating

skills.)

Especially the boys, and especially Benny.

Seriously, the man was startlingly thrilled

with both his child and his niece/nephew.

Lots of this kind of nonsense going on

every time I left them alone. I kept waiting

for him to turn; picking a fight or just

ignoring the heck out of everybody (as

Aaron was doing, come to think of it, after

the initial thrill).

Babies everywhere. In addition to the

expected two little Carters, puppies arrived

at the Martigan household (the Miri &

Terry one). One of these was delegated

quickly to the foursome, a white shop pup

by the name of Starla. (Starla’s brother

Ginko was sent off to one of Bindi’s twin

boys; don’t remember which. He’ll actually

have an update at some point if his daughter

ever gets married…and she should.)

It was late the night the babies were due.

Elizabeth was the first to go into labor,

delivering a baby girl with black hair and grey

eyes (which annoyed me only for a moment,

precious thing).

Benny was absolutely thrilled, as usual.

The first daughter of the Carter Project had

arrived; Kyrii.

Julianna began screaming in her own delivery

almost immediately after. This time, it was a

baby boy.

Amadeus was another Kyrii with his grey eyes

and toasted skin; he just had brown hair.

Still, any son of the Carter Project had a

right to live his life through, and I decided to

keep him.

Celebrations were minor, but Benny was still

thrilled, giving Julianna a hug after the little

ones were removed to the nursery.

This lot was not cut out to be responsible

parents. Benny was more thrilled with the

idea of kids; he really hasn’t done much since.

Everyone else is just apathetic. I still don’t

know how Kyrii and Amadeus survived their

upbringing, actually.

This is probably the extent of the not-

required-for-survival interaction between the

mothers and babies…but it’s still cute.

*nooboo :D *

Let’s take a moment to appreciate Starla, the

wedding gift to the foursome. She was very

brave in her introduction to the wolf

Elizabeth picked up and kept rolling wants to

interact with, and I saw a great breeding pair

in the making.

Also, take a moment to appreciate Mad

Decorating Skillz.

Birthday time for the babes!

Apparently Aaron had gotten a job at some point

(requiring the wetsuit) and I forgot. Certainly explains

his random absences.

Also, more Mad Decorating Skillz, kitchen edition.

Kyrii and Amadeus were as close as any twins,

despite their cousin status—perhaps closer.

With no other siblings besides each other,

and four rather useless parents between them,

they kind of had to stick together to survive

and be happy.

Don’t let Deus’s irritated look fool you. He

loved hugging Kyrii, and would often initiate

the little “Huggle” things.

Kyrii got slightly more attention from her

mother and the dog. Probably something to

do with the fact that she was highly likely to

be a third link in the Bindi look-alike

bloodline; which became a thing shortly

afterward when I had three of them

confirmed.

Deus took everything in stride, and chewed

on his hands a lot.

All too soon, the little ones are due to grow

again. This time, the mothers took a turn

with the cakes.

Kyrii and Amadeus, cousin-twins, ready to

take on the world as children. Making

friends, having adventures, finding the magic

in the world.

…Adventures within the mind and

imagination, and adventures out into the

world beyond the nursery. Out onto

community lots; out to meet new friends

and get new outfits because transition

clothes suck.

Elizabeth: This is car?

Deus: I must sit thing go places. :S

New clothes make everything better. So do

cute, mandatory hug pictures.

Project Carter was officially marked down as a

success. Kyrii and Amadeus are beautiful (in

my opinion, which admittedly has been

known to be…off).

Goodnight, my angels, time to go to sleep

And think how wonderful your life will be

Remember all the songs you sang to me?

When we went sailing on an emerald bay

I promised I would never leave you

And you should always know

Wherever you may go

No matter where you are

I never will be far away

Things get complicated. Friends are made. There are witches.

Plot happens.

Our angels are compromised.

Beware the children of the green-eyed monster.

—Jen