T H E A S Y LU M C H A L L E N G E , W E E K 1

MINUURA’S MISSION

“Excuse me, is this 14 Lake Meadow Circle?”

“Ah, you must be the new therapist. To think they’d send a woman… Oh well.”

My name is Minuura Sylum, and from this day on, seven mental patients are under my care for an indefinite amount of time. Due to budget cutbacks I am forced to live with them in

a space of limited furniture and supplies.I have been advised to write a diary for the sake of my sanity.

SimCity Institute of Mental HealthTherapist Journal

Name:

Attribute points:

Aspiration:

LTW:

Minuura Sylum

7/10/3/3/2

Life of Pleasure

50 Dream Dates

SimCity Institute of Mental HealthPatient Journal

Name:

Attribute points:

Aspiration:

LTW:

Charles

5/5/3/8/4

Life of Knowledge

Become Ecological Guru

SimCity Institute of Mental HealthPatient Journal

Name:

Attribute points:

Aspiration:

LTW:

Lenor

2/3/9/7/4

Life of Family

Become Captain Hero

SimCity Institute of Mental HealthPatient Journal

Name:

Attribute points:

Aspiration:

LTW:

Varyo

5/8/6/3/3

Life of Popularity

Become Captain Hero

SimCity Institute of Mental HealthPatient Journal

Name:

Attribute points:

Aspiration:

LTW:

Kris

9/2/6/3/5

Life of Family

Reach Golden Anniversary

SimCity Institute of Mental HealthPatient Journal

Name:

Attribute points:

Aspiration:

LTW:

Mr. Chester

6/3/6/4/6

Life of Romance

BecomeProfessional Party Guest

SimCity Institute of Mental HealthPatient Journal

Name:

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Aspiration:

LTW:

Nargil

4/10/4/4/3

Life of Knowledge

Become Mad Scientist

SimCity Institute of Mental HealthPatient Journal

Name:

Attribute points:

Aspiration:

LTW:

Olaf

4/7/8/3/3

Life of Knowledge

Become Mad Scientist

My predecessor sent me some notes concerning each of the patients, along with their journals.

Charles is a stubborn patriarch who “grew up during the Victorian era and somehow ended up in the future”.

Lenor, also called “The Raven”, is treated like a big sister. She enjoys cooking and keeping her business to herself.

She has, however, uttered the words “cheese” and “adultery” rather often in her sleep.

Varyo is going through an identity crisis with sudden mood changes every now and then. His topics of choice

include mysterious, dark forces and making Kris his bride.

Kris on the other hand would rather spend time with her imaginary friends or playing chipper tunes. She has often been heard singing about catching and training monsters that could

fit into one’s pocket.

Mr. Chester, as he wishes to be called, is a hopeless romantic searching for “his star”.

In addition he has delusions of being a vampire.

Lastly, there are Nargil and Olaf. Nargil claims to be an alien that’s on Earth in order to collect data, and Olaf states himself as a viking in the search of adventure.

They two of them pretty much live in their own world.

The superiors told me to “just sit back and do whatever falls in”. It doesn’t sound very professional in my ears, but why

complain?

“Ma cheri! Please do not hurt ze ivories like that!”

I am not allowed to leave the premises for more than a few hours at a time, limiting my dating options to passer-bys.

Luckily, a man named Charlie Tang visited on the very first day.

To whomever it may concern, Charlie really is “The Tang”.

I’ll let you imagine what I mean by that.

“*gasp* What if he saw what I wrote!”

“I ‘ave zero interest in your doings, monsieur.”

“Did you need anything, Olaf?”

“Olaf hungry. Olaf needs no help.”

“… alright then.”

“The red headed human told me that it was impossible for her to sleep in the same bed as a man who wishes to pollinate

her.

It seems that humans are contradictory creatures.”

“I thought lights-out were at seven. Any reason why you two aren’t sleeping right now?”

“Kris kicked me out of the only available bed.”

Kris: “How come you decided to be a therapist?”

Minuura: “Hm? Oh, well… it seemed like an easy job.”

Mr. Chester: “I’d refrain from calling it a job, really.”

I’ve noticed that these people have a loose definition of the word privacy.

I’ve sent a request to the superiors for more furniture, but no one has replied.

Looks like I’ll just have to make a routine of going to sleep after sunrise.

I was a bit afraid of the building turning into a house of sloppiness, but Kris has been more than willing to help me out

in cleaning. Though I’m a bit concerned over the things she sees in the counter-top…

“What are you doing, Olaf?”

“Olaf is investigating.”

“Think you’d spy on me and get away with it, huh? Huh?!”

“Olaf has no idea what man is talking about.”

“It is indecent of a woman to break the fast in lingerie.”

“If it bothers you so much, how about I go change?”

“No, we’re good.”

Malcom Landgraab the Third graced us with his visit, but I couldn’t get him to open his wallet even the tiniest bit.

Instead he encouraged me to find a part-time job like the therapist before me.

I managed to get employed at a place where the day-to-day task is, get this, to play computer games.

“Le soleil… he burns! But I must… find… clues!

Another definition seems to be pretty loose with the inmates:

Table manners.

“Oh Star, where could you be?”

“Come on now, sunshine! It’s a new day, filled with endless possibilities!”

“What is this advanced technology?”

“What is this primitive technology?”

“And now, Olaf will play his specialty: The silent song.”

“Wow, how does he manage that?”

“There’s got to be a ‘mute’ feature on that piano.”

“On our wedding night, you and I can do a little ‘catching and training’ of our own, eh?”

“Monsieur, can’t you zee zhat you’re frightening ze poor girl?”

I’ve been trying to get closer to my patients, but it proves to be tougher than one would think.

Luckily Charlie isn’t pushing me away in the slightest.

In fact, he’s like a magnet with an ever-escalating force.

“You freaks don’t know when to stop, do you, huh?!”

“I was looking at ze sky, monsieur, and notzing else.”

“I zink she might not be a real zerapist. Just lizen to ze couch!”

“Olaf is never sitting there again.”

We are eight people, but I’m still surprised at how fast the food supplies get eaten. One morning I could hear several voices

screaming their heads off due to the fridge being empty.

“I’m telling you, cereal is golden! Even more golden than the-”

“Who’s turn is it to get scolded by the lumberjack?”

“I guess that would be me…”

“Ma cheri, I doubt zat is bon for your face…”

“Yes, play, my precious… and when we’re married, you can entertain me all day long with your tunes…”

Someone has kept hiding the leftovers so deep in the fridge that only I can find them. It’s turning into a problem, since

these people automatically start cooking from scratch whenever they’re hungry (even though I doubt mental patients

should have access to the stove).

“How dare you break both our dishwasher and thrash compactor!”

“Pal, you better be careful with what you’re saying to my lady.”

“I swear I didn’t do it! Why won’t they believe me?”

“Olaf believes you and your pocket monsters.”

“Olaf hungry…”

“It’s okay, monsieur. Ze food will be ‘ere any minute now.”

“Olaf trusts purple man.”

“Ah, there goes that paycheck… Say, you look kind of cu-”

Mitch: “I don’t date anyone who’s affiliated with this place.”

“Oh no! I was so close, too…”

“Ma cheri, you *oof* zrow ze ball too ‘ard!”

“Suck it up, Chester!”

“I wonder which one of them is Graslax…”

“Why won’t *sniff* anyone *sniff* be my friend?”

“What is taking him so long?”

“Olaf calls dibs.”

“And then he said ‘you turned the veslox on to grezima’!”

“I’m not sure what that means, but you’re funny.”

I seriously thought there would be more dating material in this neighborhood, but I can’t find any decent guys even at work.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m head over heels for Charlie.

I just like to keep my options open, that’s all.

“I somehow feel that they read me wrong, you know? Because I think my aspiration should’ve been marked as ‘Life of Fortune’

instead…”

“Olaf thinks you shouldn’t disagree with the shrink.”

“Could you two move? The mysterious box is about to show my favorite program.”

“Pirates ahead! We must inform the governor!”

I took a turn at the telescope myself, and I must say, it really is top notch. Though I wonder why Tommy Ottomas keeps

insisting on scolding the patients when you clearly can’t see anything past the hill.

“What are you reading?”

“Oh, just doing some research. Boss said I might get promoted if I learn some basic reparation techniques.”

“And when I become the Emperor of the World, I shall appoint you as the Minister of Badassery and Adventure.”

“Olaf thinks world domination sounds tiring.”

Someone back at the institute warned me that the inmates might get into romantic relationships with each other on

random, but so far I haven’t caught anyone in the midst of it.

A bit disappointing, actually.

“Oh Olaf, pray you won’t tell!”

“Olaf keeps mouth shut.”

“Olaf hasn’t seen anyone pee themselves!”

“That’s not what I – oh wow that’s a scary face.”

Charlie hasn’t been responding to any of my calls recently, so I’ve started hanging out with a guy called JJ instead.

We’ve stayed outside every night so that no one would get bothered, but everyone’s suddenly become very interested in

taking out the trash…

“Contrary to earlier data, the human concept of monogamy is relatively weak.”

“Don’t mind him.”

A competition started up to see who could gather the most tips by performing at the piano.

At first I wondered where they’d gotten the money from, but it seems that they were paying with buttons and paper slips.

“Over here, delivery person! We’re starving!”

“Yep, this is the right address.”

It seems that I was right in my concerns about the stove.

Luckily someone remained calm enough to call the fire station.

Mitch: “Goodbye, crazy, crazy people!”

I haven’t really been feeling the same chemistry between me and JJ as it was with Charlie, but at least he makes for good

company.

It seems that the bonds between the patients are getting stronger by each day, even between the ones you wouldn’t

expect to get along.

“I had a nightmare again.”

What’s even better, they’re opening up to me too, one by one.

I wonder if I’ll miss these people when I leave?

Days passed: 7Dream Dates: 6

Outtakes ->

I just can’t get over how pretty Kris is ;-;

She wasn’t up for download so I had to re-create her myself.Kudos to anyone who knows the stories these sims came from!

LOL

Air kissing.

It’s a thing now.

WHY DO THESE KEEP SHOWING UP

THIS IS THE EPITOME OF UNREALISM

(I subtracted the money each time since it seems unfair to players without FreeTime or whatever pack this came with.)

…who’s actually receiving that backrub?

And wow, this hood is flooded with dogs.

And Ottomases too, lel.

Until next time, happy simming!