Hey there! ^_^
Last time; Maddie aged up into an Elder, Zhalee finished more cases after her LTW was wiped, All the dogs were taken away, Xavier and Lesley spent time together :3, RUN was trollin’, and Whitlea gained her skills and aged into a child. There were some crashes, yes, but the men of the household finally had some bonding time on their shortly described trip to France. Continuing::
(also, the font might be bigger in the beginning, I can’t change it now -.-)
I was attempting to get through that library, but Xavier got electrocuted so many times I said FUDGE IT. I’m teleporting Gregorio through.
Xavier: Um, like, HELLO? There’s lightening shooting up from the floor!
Darn it gnome! YOU RUINED MY SHOT!
Still. This photo should be worth so much more since the gnome showed up.
Anyway, that was the last shot of France. I’m attempting to repopulate my game with unique looking people instead of the generics, but they keep popping up no matter what setting I put story progression to –.– I ended up deleting the new immigrant. Then the game crashes. Lovely.
Whitlea: RAWRRR! I’m going to devour your heart and soul!
Yohan: Oh naw. This bish.
Yohan: Whit, how dare you steal my pink dinosaur costume! ENEMY!
Whitlea: Oh please. I pown this costume
He’s always so angry ._. his glares are so intense for a child
Yohan: Her loss!
Yohan: This is a much better costume!
Yohan: Make way for the prince!
Whitlea: We had prince costumes, you know.
Yohan: This one has a cool sparkly staff!
Gregorio: I see nothing therefore I can say nothing *whistle*
Yohan: Listen up toys of the Rolex shack! Space rocket, I declare you to find me alien minions! Speed boat, I command you to fetch me a shark to feast on!
Whitlea: I am the best dinosaur evarr!
Yohan: Whit! I need you to guard my castle!
Whitlea: …But it’s cold outside.
Yohan: Tough nubs >=[
Whitlea: I will now transform into a mammoth. Then I can run over Yohan
Well, okay. As long as you clean up afterwards.
Whitlea: Of course strange voice coming from the wine cupboard
I leave the house for a few sim-hours and I find you reaching for the Zhalee Concoction! >_>
Xavier: Well SOMEONE had to drink it. Besides. I wanted to taste it
Xavier: Hmm…bottoms up
I hope you choke on that.
As you can see, a birthday party has begun! All of our guests have more or less arrived on time
Xavier: I feel a disturbance in the dance universe
Leslie arrives in her…swimwear?
I’m just glad she came.
Xavier: Me too :3
Anyone know how to get rid of this shirt?
Zhalee: Alright! Let’s get moving before the world crashes for the umpteenth time!
Ah, I see you’re getting tired of repeating this day as well
Zhalee: Woah woah! Never mind! I don’t wanna be old!
Zhalee: Eh, I dunno what I was worried about. I still look GREAT!
Psh, all these people were not here when she blew out the candles
Look at all that skin.
Now it’s Yohan’s turn!
Yohan: Oh yea. I’m totally going to use my smile on this.
Whitlea: WOO! YEAH! GO YOHAN! GET ‘DEM GENES!
Yohan: Oh, EWW, what happened there? Puberty?
Leslie: Yawn. Human aging rituals are trivial to my species.
Whitlea: I’m pretty. Like a horsie.
I admit…he’s not an exact copy of Xavier, but he’s pretty close. He’s got Zhalee’s wide jaw, big eyes, lips, and Gregorio’s nose. He also grew a few inches after this pic too
He rolled Equestrian.
Gosh, he and Whit are so similar.
Leslie: Oh my! He looks like my boyfriend-unit!
Gregorio’s daughter: Alien too excited. Malfunction. Malfunction.
Other girl beside Leslie: I need pants!
Gregorio: BOOOO! ALIEN GO BACK TO YOUR PLANET!
Oh my God, Gregorio! Rude!
Leslie: Weep weep…it is okay…the other man in my thought bubble said the same thing…
Lastly, it is Gregorio Xavier’s transition to adulthood! Glad to know so many are excited
Xavier: I’m so excited, my nose looks wonky!
Yohan: Yes! I get to turn the bunk bed into a single bed now!
Leslie: My significant other has rocked this party.
He rolled excitable for his last trait!
Here’s an official card thingy!
(Makes up for not having Sims on download I suppose. I have yet to figure out how to do that.)
I went ahead and made one for Zhalee & Gregorio!
Yuck, he grew up in bad CC. Remind me to get rid of that shirt.
What’s going on with Leslie and Yohan? ._.
Leslie: Could you please, um, transcend out of the way?
Yohan: Memory—spitting into alien chick’s cake!
After the party ended these 3 continued to cheer.
Here is Yohan post-makeover.
You know burglar, it would be convenient if you were sneaking onto the lot BEFORE your jingle ends.
Heh. He never got that far.
Whitlea: Damn sir loud noisemaker…I will deal with you swiftly…
I wonder why.
Yohan: Yayy the alarm went off! You’re going down suckah!
Yohan: OHMYGOD the alarm went off! There’s a burglar in the house!
Whitlea: You remind me of the alarm. Loud and unnecessary
Burglar: *pose pose*
Everyone had their different freak out methods.
Zhalee freaks out the best.
RUN: In week 4, Friday at 4:31 am, the Rolex Household has defused our attempts at creating a worthy reputation-skewering story on how the Palacios have been stealing all of their celebrity stars. Moving on…
In the morning I…
AHHHHHHHH!! SHIELD YOUR EYES!!
It’s wrinkles and old people spots! >.<
Zhalee: Shaddup whipper-snapper!
Xavier presumed to have his graduation in his bedroom, even though a few seconds before that I was trying to teleport everyone to city hall. Grr.
Most Popular? He’s only friends with 2 other students. And they aren’t his siblings.
(Translate: Helmut and Leslie)
Xavier: Eeew Mom and Dad! You’re embarrassing me!
Whit has finally rolled for a horse. Let’s see how fast she can persuade her frugal father…
TV. TV is a good start.
Gregorio: Why do I feel like I’m being set up…
Gregorio: Hey Whit did you see that new desk in your room?
Whitlea: What desk in my room?
Gregorio: Oh, wrong child. Never mind.
Ladies and Gentlemen, here sits Yohan in the new CC seat I found!
Yohan: Don’t worry sister dear, that horse will be mine ours in due time.
Whitlea: You’re being weird again.
Later I find this
Whitlea: Hail Zhalee Concoctions! Magic potions, when I take a sip of you a horse will magically appear! Preferably named Volvo.
Oh, whaddya know.
WHO BLABBED?! >=[
Whitlea: EEE! A HORSE! …Is this the right end to speak to it in?
Eventually she figured out where its mouth was at and tried to make it feel at home
Xavier: Mom, you smell.
Zhalee: Kid that’s you.
Yohan: This mailbox is blocking my shot!
Ice Cream Truck: *stalking*
As you can see, leaving Jazzlyn was a competent decision
Whitlea: Take a waffle from me if you dare. I bite.
Yohan: Ha. I win.
Damn stray cats.
Yohan: No way! You’re going to teach me how to drive in an ice cream truck?!!?!?
Gregorio: And risk all that ice cream? No no no.
Gregorio: We’ll risk my……20k vehicle….…instead.
Whitlea: Generic newspaper girl! Look at what you did to my neck! I’m going to delete you!
It was actually done, but I figured out how to get NPCs from the genetics bin :3 hopefully this’ll be the last of them.
Whitlea: Good morning, Volvo! Drink big so we can trample over Yohan!
I have yet to move him out (waiting for Leslie to age up and all) and I’m glad he finally chose something to do with his life. I was BLANK with ideas. (He also rolled for Medical, but the world doesn’t need more doctors, right? )
I leave him alone with his father for a few sim hours…
Yohan: Where am I?
Whitlea: I’m gonna catch ya! I’m gonna catch ya!
Later in the day, I discover Whit doing her favorite past time, but this time with a captive audience!
Gregorio: Look at her! She’s like a REAL queen!
Yohan: AHHH SHUT UP WHIT! YOU’RE STEALING THE SPOTLIGHT!
Sibling love :3
Birthday time! I realize this chapter is getting pretty lengthy so it’ll be ending soon, no worries.
Gregorio: Way to take the spotlight off my birthday.
Eh, it’s not really your birthday. Due to my screw ups at your wedding with CAS, you happen to be younger than your daughter and your first wife has already died.
Gregorio: Hah! I look far less wrinkly than Zhalee!
And you’re having a mid-life crises! those are fun!
Well! Time for a free vacation! Let’s hope Yohan doesn’t screw up the house while they’re gone.
*Also, I’ve grown very fond of custom skins because they make the Sims look even more beautiful and have been replacing all over town :3 I even did it to the Rolex’s, after getting Master Controller and everything. (no more CAS aging problems –.–) So if they start to look different, you’ll know why!
And this just goes to show how nice Yohan really does look.
Yohan: So I wasn’t as handsome before!? >=[
You were…but now you’re better :3
Yohan threw a teen party! We invited many teens, aliens, cousins, half-siblings, and a love interest that has yet to show up!
Yohan: Start dancing horse lips!
don’t say that to Shanda! She’s the product of incest!
Whit has rolled a wish to go on a joyride on the couch. I imagine she imagines herself on top of Volvo.
Whitlea: Faster Volvo, the cops are on your horsey tail!
Ah, so this is why there aren’t people inside. (Oh, and I moved the doors around)
Yohan: Alcoholic beverage? It’s cherry.
Keri Barbee: Yuck no! I can still taste those dirty dishes.
Yohan’s lady-acquaintance has arrived! (she’s the blonde)
Yohan: Move over Keri, the real star of the night is here
Keri: Aaron Anaya?
Aaron Anaya is the son to 4-star celebrity Korey Anaya.
Even Leslie made it! But she um, got stuck at the door.
Yohan: I’m not asking you to marry me, but are you single?
(GARR I FORGOT HER NAME)
She has a boyfriend, but I took a look at him and he’s uh…no challenge for Yohan
Yohan *silly face*
Girl I forgot the Name of: *Tongue through teeth*
And now…AWKWARD DANCING!
Yohan: This is the prequal to prom, srsly.
Paparazzi? On my front steps??
Oh. It’s because of our celebrity guest who refuses to come inside –.–
I figured out why most of the people were missing. Leslie led them all to the kitchen with her cello skills!
Girl w/ thought bubble: Alien music is trash.
Anyway, the party lasted until at least 3am and I was dissapointed because the cops never showed up. Is that bad? I had Yohan shoo them all out of the house. Result:
It’s all for one and one for all; although the party may have been great, there’s nothing fun about getting clogged at the doorway. Luckily for 1-star celebrity Aaron Anaya, he’s so fabulous that he only needs to worry about an alien elbow in his gut instead of merging with other teen sims.
Aaron: MOVE people! I have a camera to be in front of!
And we end with that Unfortunately, my game crashed right here! D: But I had it saved up to the start of the teen party…I guess we’ll see how it goes a second time @_@
Thanks for reading!