Hey there! 😀 I’ve got AP exams next week so what’s the best way to procrastinate? SIMS!
Last time Whitlea grew up, graduated, ecetera. She got a legacy tattoo that disappeared, grr. But the reigns have been passed! Also, our founder got old! D: And Yohan moved out! BUT. YOHAN IS MISSING.
Aside from that, I’ve expanded Whit’s room since I’m too lazy to boot my founding couple out of their teeny room and fix that. So, included in this room,
From left to right; Chinese Dresser, ‘Most Popular’ Award, huge abstract painting (CC), bedside table of things (I can’t see it too well to tell you what’s on top), Bed (CC), hourglass end table, cheap radio system, clothes basket, and plant in the lower left corner. Oh, and the rug on the floor (CC).
The painting in the back was from the wallpapers 😀
Zhalee: Hello daughter! Would you like a napkin with your finished your meal?
Zhalee: I’ve been eternally faithful to your father since, like, forever.
Whitlea: That’s because you slept with him before you married him, right?
OHMYGOD, Whit, that’s not something you want to know o_o
Zhalee: Hey! You’re right!
*covers face with hands*
Whitlea: In the bathtub right? He was on top and your back was smacking the–
STOP! We’re going to stop this inappropriate conversation RIGHT NOW.
Zhalee: Actually it was in my bed, but my back did smack–
I SAID ENOUGH >.>
Gregorio: Don’t look at me!
Yeah, I’m sure you’d be embarrassed by that topic.
Gregorio: No, I peed myself!…What??
Zhalee: Although if you’re going to do it, I recommend on a bed to avoid any bruises.
Whitlea: Okay Mom, this is getting weird. I’m going to sleep.
Zhalee: Good talk!
I see you’ve found your new bed.
Admit it, you have an obsession! >.<
I find it ridiculous how fast pet’s social goes down. There’s almost no one there to help because they’re all busy lagging. So, I went and found this raccoon.
Digger: I’M LONELY. HAI
Raccoon: Let’s play a game involving handcuffs 😉
Raccoon: I’d also like to take your biggest flat screen TV.
The way horses play with these balls is really weird…Oh, and I changed the outside of the house! I feel like we’re done with the Arab-style dirt shack 😛
Volvo: NO PAIN, NO GAIN! >=[
Hooray! 😀 This’ll be child #3.
This is Virgil, Whitlea’s boyfriend to ring bells.
O_O…TURNED TO STONE. That is really creepy.
I think this is proof that Yohan is gone forever…his prom portrait is gone…does anyone think he was Master Controller-Annihilated? o_o I’ve never used that before so..
Virgil: You look great under dim lights, Whit!
Whitlea: You look like a stone!
Oh, this is Francis, Xavier and Lesley’s son grown into a teen. Told ya he grew up genetically varied! 😀
Gregorio: This could be the start, of something new! It feels so right, to be here with yoouu, ohhh,
Zhalee: And now, looking in your eyes, I feel in my…OH HEY WHIT! COME ON IN!
Whitlea: …Hey Virgil, let’s go see a movie instead.
Gregorio: Start of something new….
Whitlea: This is awesome! I could make babies to this song!
Whitlea: HIIIII—COME WITH ME TO MY HOUSE OR FACE MY NINJA SKILLZ!
Virgil: That was the plan anyway, but, uh, okay.
This is your in-love face?
Whitlea: No, THIS is!
Whitlea: And this as well!
Whitlea: Virgil, don’t move.
Virgil: Are you going Ninja again?
Whitlea: Wait for it—
Whitlea: YEAAHHHH take a look at that sucker!
Virgil: AH! THIS IS SO UNEXPECTED!
Virgil: Yes I’ll marry you! Watch me bounce!
Whitlea: There, now it’s visible on your finger!
It really is, but only from the front.
Virgil: Wow, its so shiny! Now my finger isn’t the one lighting up!
Whitlea: Aww, Virgil, don’t ever change…
Virgil: Never :3
Apparently somewhere in this process Whit got 2 stars. I thought this would happen sooner considering her parents are already 2 and 3-star celebrities.
I didn’t know more than one stray could come at one time!
Stray: PLAGUING YOUR HOUSE FOREVER
I like the way this guy thinks! 😀
Volvo: Tongue. You take it.
Whit offered Volvo as a stud and he raked in some 1000 simoleons (this is just sad, animal prostitution -.-) So she skyrocketed through 2 career levels.
Oh crud, I think I forgot something…
Gregorio: Eeew…I don’t look that bad right?
Actually, he doesn’t have that many wrinkles for an old guy. That’s impressive.
This is ridiculous. Apparently a whole household went missing. And yes, YOHAN is still missing! I give up. I think I’m just going to upload another version of him and Daisy and hope for the best. Will they still be on the family tree if that happens?
Zhalee: YES! Damn bird is finally out of my life!
You’re horrible Zhalee >.>
Zhalee: See ya in the afterlife, T-BIRD!!! HAHAHAHA!!
Zhalee: Bring on Grimmy, Yeeeee-HAWWWW!
Hate to burst your bubble, but the Grim Reaper doesn’t show up for minor pets -_-
Back to training for our old friends. Volvo has yet to make it through the flaming hoop.
Formidable wall: 0
Oh. I just realized that it…fell. XD
Volvo: Nope, you’re not getting me through that one! No amount of carrots will sway me!
Oh, and here’s where the wedding will take place—in their backyard! With the tree, of course. I think it’d be sentimental if all future generations get married under this tree, save for Zhalee and her failed venue. I’ll still need to test those chairs to be sure everyone can sit.
(Btw, the chairs came from WA)
Whitlea: What the fuzz?!
Same mistakes every time…
And look! I got the legacy tattoo back! 😀 Sure, I had to do it with Master Controller, but the tattoo place jipped us 65 simoleons!
I had the worst time trying to place this Equestrian Stadium somewhere. It used to be across town on a hill but now its down the block beside Waylon’s Haunt! 😀
In the end we only got to 2nd place…I guess that’s pretty good, considering it was our first competition.
Xavier (1st son of Zhalee) is throwing a party! 😀 Oh, and you can see Lesley’s tummy now!
Gregorio: *flips out the accordion wallet* Look at my granddaughter Mildred! Ain’t she the most beautiful alien you done seen in Redcliffs!?
Lesley: Why yes, she’s my daughter actually…
Apparently Gregorio adopted a western accent?
Gregorio: Ooo-ooo-OOO! She’s so brave! She hog-tied a bear and sent it running with its bushy little tail between its legs!
Lesley: Oh dear…Don’t remind me. She wore its pelt as a sweater the next day…
Zhalee: Mildred is a language beast! She speaks perfect simlish even with that tongue defect!
Xavier: Mom, that’s insulting. You’re making me want to calmly beat you with a gabble.
Now it’s time for the wedding! 😀
Arg. I wish I knew how to delete that stupid shirt.
Whtlea: Hey everyone! The party is back here! Not on my porch!
Here’s a close up of her dress. It’s feathery :3
These two made it. And Xavier had to leave for work as soon as he arrived >.<
Meanwhile on the porch: Men intelligently handle a vampire situation.
Lesley: OHP! I feel a nerve snapping!
Whitlea: Way to steal my spotlight Lesley!!
Party Crasher: OHMYGODGIUYSWHATDOWE DOOOO
Whitlea: Get her awayyy!
Party Crasher: AHHHH!
Lesley: Fine! Your gnome was unsatisfactory anyway.
Let’s play a game! How many people will find their seat?
Including the repairman! 😀
Gregorio: SO BEAUTIFUL :’)
I suck at mushy corny wedding speeches. Let’s just say that they’re very in love.
Way to be a creeper Francis.
Virgil was quickly added to the family, bringing in some 2 grand. He wants to be in Level 10 of the music career track, Rockstar branch; He Can’t Stand Art, is Disciplined, Clumsy, Family-Oriented, and Easily Impressed.
This is how well he faired in story progression! 😀 He’s halfway to his LTW! He also has one logic skill point and 4 guitar skill points.
And his inventory is loaded! 😀 His high school rewards include Valedictorian and ‘Most Likely to Burn Down His Own House’. Huh, he must’ve been a smarty student while Whitlea was average 😛
Whitlea: Oh! Look at that, horse-friendly wedding cake. Want some Volvo?
This guy was stuck throwing confetti.
Aleksey Pearce: Nice place this is, huh?
Francis Rolex: Sure is! I found coughandtookcough their bike!
Xavier & Lesley’s daughter Mildred grew up that night. Hn, she looks a lot like her mom.
Oh! And their 3rd kid that just birthed is a girl named Daisy, which I might need to change if I’m bringing Yohan and Daisy back.
Virgil: MUST CLEAN ALL THESE DISHES.
I feel bad. I should’ve stopped him.
Virgil: I was washing them for a reason 😉
Oh, I get it.
Virgil opened the door to the bathroom with a stack of plates in his hands. The shower was running with a constant sound of water pit-patting and sucking into the drain. Whitlea briefly turned from the shower and then turned back, smirking.
“Heyy, Virgil…” Whitlea sang, “Why don’t you put those plates down and…join me?”
Needless to say, the plates sat in the sink unwashed the rest of the night.
See ya later! 😀 Whit rolled a wish to go to France, so I guess that means a honeymoon chapter!