On Death

It's kind of a Harry Potter thing. (Spoilers!) Not only am I grooming Janie to die, but I'll be absolutely delighted if she dies at the exact right moment - which is to say, over Emil's weekend. Uncontrollable elders are bad enough - mourning uncontrollable elders can be a pain.

Speaking of which, Emily met an alien! Too bad he's an uncontrollable elder himself, I wouldn't mind a solid shot at Alien Tech.

Zoe might be able to get knocked up by him though, and then we just have to wait for the next alien to show up.

All the children are now teens, and the traits are a mixed bag. By far, the most annoying one will be Zoe's - since I wanted her to be the heir, Commitment Issues is a problem.

Danica got childish - which is all right, certainly not as bad as some, and Felicia is a vehicle enthusiast, which is pretty much straight neutral.

So that's a thing.

Right on time, Wednesday at noon, Janie croaks. Fantastic!

She's pretty amicable with the reaper. He's a swell guy, taking her from her torment.

She takes up a lot less space now.

Oh, and this happened before I could stop it:

Good going, Felicia. You show that reaper who's ... boss ... yeah.