Ivory is ready to start the third option of her life.
Door 3 requires her to become a self-employed painter.
She chose a premade house in a town that completely blanked from my mind as soon as I went to write it down. Appaloosa Plains!
It’s the same Ivory from the other renditions, but this time she is a self employed painter.
Barrington: What kind of idiot moves to town as a painter, but then only plays the guitar?
Ivory: Back off, dumbass.
Barrington: How dare you speak to me this way! Do you know who I am?
Ivory: Nope, nor do I give a shit.
That explains that.
Barrington: I really insist that you cease this horrible racket!
Knock it off, girl. That one is married.
Ivory: I hear the marriage is ending soon.
At least he’s single.
Ivory then decides to find the junkyard and dig for scrap.
Then she wanted to read a skillbook in some random skill.
Then she wanted to learn writing.
She wanted to play the guitar, so she heads to the local bar.
Ivory heads home hungry and bored.
All the lights in her house had to be replaced for some reason. Good thing she had a tiny bit of money left over from house hunting.
The next day, Ivory heads to play the guitar at the festival. She has no interest in painting at all. She may end up changing to a busker at this rate.
The only live beings at the festival were the local dog population. Ivory grew bored fast.
Ivory spent the whole day at the park. She got all her wishes completed. She set off fireworks, met a celebrity, earned festival tickets, and played guitar in the park.
Barrington was so into the guitar playing that he almost had an accident.
I left Ivory on her own out of boredom. All she did was join Barrington at the soccer backstop. While she was doing that, I deleted the whole barn that was there (the bathrooms were locked inside) and used that money to buy three all-in-one bathrooms.
Has Ivory found someone already?
She hunted Barrington down and found him downtown.
That leads to a date and a “tour” of the theater.
And an embarrassing situation.
Breakfast was next on the outing.
Ivory then ditches Barrington to watch wild horses.
She wants to pet one, but never gets the option since they all ran away.
Ivory is right on time to pay her bills.
But she’s also locked out of everywhere she goes. It took forever, but the only thing that worked was closing the game all the way out and reloading.
She’s a whackjob, but at least she’s painting.
Everyone danced to Ivory’s playing, but after she moved downstairs, the dancers finally gave up the $25 Ivory wanted.
Ivory met Booker and his brother Rodney at a party. She wants to befriend both of them.
It was very late and unlit where she tracked them each down.
Not again, Ivory.
Ivory heads over to Booker’s house to get shit done.
Ivory was very impressed that Booker drove them around on their date instead of having them pay for taxis.
Ivory: If only I could get him to pay for dinner too.
Barrington: Did you get a boob job?
Ivory: Yeah, mine were glitched and now they’re stuck like this.
Barrington: I can’t believe you’ve been cheating on me, woman. Do you realize what a catch I am?
Ivory: Your car is nonexistent and your wallet cannot keep me in the style in which I want to become accustomed to. Bye-bye.
Booker: Why were you talking to him naked?
Ivory: He was watching us, I couldn’t actually avoid it.
WTF?! How can you pull up two of these at the same time?
After that, they had an exciting pillow fight.
Back home to paint, eat and sleep.
But then she wanted to send Booker a love letter, which then turned in to a date want.
After a fancy dinner and a concert, Ivory took Booker on a “tour” of the theater.
Well, well, well.
Left alone while I tried to figure out what she should do next, Ivory starts playing for tips on a deserted street.
Ivory: Well, I really have this urge for you to read a baby book.
Booker: I’m not really much of a reader though.
Ivory: Well, here it is in case you change your mind.
Booker: That’s very sweet. I’ll try to get to it.
Ivory made dinner at Booker’s house and no one got pissed off.
Rodney: Can we keep her?
Booker: Shut up.
Rodney is married to Gracie Loveland. She and her cat do live in the house too.
Ivory stayed over there napping and eating. I was trying to force this wish and was very relieved when it popped up.
Ivory: Now that there’s a bun in the oven, we better make this official.
Booker: Oh, how romantic. Not.
Ivory: I adore you, let’s put a ring on it.
Ivory’s favorite music is kids. I expect multiples now.
Argh, it’s too dark to see it.
Ivory: Baby, it hurts.
Booker: I know, we will be at the hospital soon.
BOOKER drove Ivory to the hospital while she was in labor. I have never seen that before in all these years. The female always drives.
Ivory: I didn’t not sign up for two!
Oh well. In the front is Marcus and his baby sister (completing Ivory’s girl want) is Amelia. Booker had no baby wants.
Ivory: No, Barrington. Your bank account is not sufficient to have me leave my new family for you.
I accidentally found that Booker had two romantic interests. He heads over to each of them in his underwear to break it off.
Esme Curley died just minutes later.
Booker: If only I had held off. I might have gotten more of an inheritance than $5,000.
Booker and Ivory going at it as usual.
Gracie got pregnant after Ivory, but before (Ivory) moved in. There was no stopping this one.
Gracie: My water broke on my new dress. I need to wash it.
Ivory: I’m pretty sure there’s a more pressing issue to deal with right now.
Ivory is best friends with everyone in the house and adores her new sister-in-law.
Gracie gives birth to Jamal and the next night, after much deliberation, Gracie, Rodney, the baby and their cat all moved in to this very nice house.
Booker spends some much needed time with Glint. In his underwear.
Ivory: Why do I want another kid?
I don’t freaking know.
The twins do age up and holy fuck they are ugly. We will see them next time after I play with genetics for a few months.