Last time Yohan returned to town, Whit & Virgil went on their honeymoon in France, their under appreciated dog Digger died, and the first baby of generation 3, Vlad, was born. Continuing::
AND…this would be meaningful if the game hadn’t crashed and this had really happened. *headmeetdesk*
Also, apparently someone conveniently placed Vlad in the earshot of his parents. Smart sims! -.-
Whitlea: UCK, that woman.
I know. How dare she cook spaghetti.
No, I blame you for this. You had JUST come out of the shower.
Whitlea: You missed me barf! D:
I think we all know what barfing meant anyway. 😛
Heh, and sorry for the random out-of-sequence dead commentary. Nothing had been happening between lag and crashes X)
Volvo is very close to aging into an elder horse! D:
Zhalee: Not for long! SHABAM!
*Read: Drink potion. Action: Dump on muzzle.*
Volvo: Butt sparkles!
And 35 more days of a drab colored horse! 😀
I made them randomly visit a simfest to get them moving out of the house. Unfortunately, the only thing performing that night was air.
This is Daisey, Xavier’s third kid! She was previously named Daisy, but we cannot confuse her with Yohan’s wife Daisy. Anyway, Daisey looks a lot like her dad as a kid.
Lesley: Delete yourself from my house, sister-in-law-unit.
Whitlea: I thought we were having a civil conversation!
Gregorio: Great job knocking yourself up again!
Whitlea: *COUGHhackcough* What the fuzz dad? I’m married!
Whitlea: I can’t wait to ship it off to school.
Gregorio: Vlad will be president! Let’s all agree to vote for him!
Zhalee: Incorrect sir! He will be the awesomest astronaut ever! TAKE BACK YOUR SPEECH BUBBLE!
Alright, out of the cocoon now!
Hmm, okay, promising genetics so far…
…And grey eyes! That’s Virgil’s right? I dunno.
Gregorio: The stock market is down. You know what that means? I’m LOSING MONEY!
Gregorio: Now I’m just a face on the thousandaire list!
Gregorio: It’s okay Vladdy me boy, life is bright!
Gregorio: They’ll be begging me to take my job back as CEO!
Gregorio: I’ll plant my money seed everywhere!
Vlad: Money seed!
True stuff, those were his first words. For all the other speech bubbles Vlad would annoyingly say “na-uh!”
Also—we have a butler! She lives outside on the porch.
I also fixed up the kitchen! Now there’s a pool in the middle!
Here it is from aerial view.
Zhalee: You know what grammy needs?
Vlad: A spa day!
Zhalee! Quit teaching these kids useless things! -.-
Zhalee: What are you going to get when you grow older?
Vlad: A job!
Zhalee: Yep! A 10-hour clock regulated job that will eventually cause a hunchback in your elder years!
Umm, so Virgil broke his neck here.
Whitlea: I’m in labor! Let’s take this thing to the hospital!
And through lazy photography, that’s where we end up!
I want a girl. No pressure, or anything. *PRESSURE*
Vavony is my favorite name that starts with V. I wish she had come first! D:
Vavony rolled Easily Impressed and gained the family trait Nuerotic. She likes Hip-Hop, Vegetarian Lobster Thermidor, and the color Green.
And I quickly aged her up because I’m curious!
A blonde one! I think this one is more Gregorio’s shade than Virgil’s. And Vavony looks a lot like her mom. I adore Whit and all, but I hope she has some variation…
We got a new dog as well! Meet Digger #2. I adopted him as an elder and he’s already 3/4ths through his life bar. Oops.
Gregorio: Go wee-wee on the tiny toilet seat, Vav!
Vavony: No grandpa, no, NOO! It’s going to eat me! Noooo!
Vavony: I am victorious!
…Her head was stuck like that for a while.
Gregorio: Oh no! I lost Vavony! D: She might fall in the pool between the tables!
No, falling into the pool is the least of our problems. *Reset*
Gregorio: I have a wooden crown!
In other parts of the room that used to be Yohan’s, Vlad cries!
Vlad: Feed meeeee!
He was fed, eventually. When his moodlet said 4 hrs left.
Vlad: I’m still hungry. I’ll eat you!
Vavony: What about meeeee!?
Vavony: *sniff* No one loves me.
Vavony: I’m in a chair? Dirty chair. I no like chair. GET ME OUT OF HERE! *laser vision*
Whitlea: Ow my crotch!
Vavony: If you’re going to leave, leave with food!!
Vavony: Happy days. Everyone will get their comeuppance. *smirk*
Virgil: I’m here now Vav! It’s okay…OW! She bit me!
Whitlea: Ah! Vlad is tired!
Vlad: I WANT CRIBBBB!
Vlad was passing out in her arms so instead of placing him in the cribs surrounding her, she places him on the floor. -.-
Aaaaand I forgot Virgil’s birthday.
Virgil: No change! Aww!
Well, his hair changed! I actually like it. It makes him look more mature. And it bothers me that he might be half face-one.
Virgil: I want to procreate an army of face-one babies.
NO. Evil you are!
Gregorio: Is it too late to give her back to the stork?
Zhalee: OHHH! MY LEGGGG! You’re going in the pool!
Shoot, I forgot again. And here I thought a party was planned and everything.
Whitlea: No change~
Volvo: MUNCH MUNCH.
Vlad: Wait…! FOOD!
Butler: Never! Snicker snicker.
Whitlea: I can’t use the toilet! The TOILET is in the way!
Whitlea: I missed!
Thank you, lag, for making ridiculous situations. -_-
Yay! Baby #2 😛
Wait! Zhalee!…I need you to teach Vav her skills!
Zhalee: Eh, I’m glowy. I RATHER BE GLOWY. 😀
Zhalee: OHHH that’s what that was! Oh, now I miss the iPad I never had..
Grimmy: ZHALEE I–
WHY ARE YOU STILL IN YOUR GRADUATION ROBES!?
I’m going to need to take him into CAS next time he shows up.
Whitlea: Mom? Mom! MOM!?
Repairman: It’s a living dead celebrity! 😀
Zhalee: Look Grimmy, I caught a butterfly in my fingers! Let me bring my iPad!
Grimmy: No! Physical objects are bad in the portal!
Whitlea: Mommm! Where did you gooo!?
She’s behind you, Whit. Just in urn form.
Whitlea: She never said goodbye…
Yeah, the lag was terrible. She was dying for like 20 minutes.
Here lies Zhalee Rolex, our Generation 1 Founder. She was Dramatic, Neat, Perceptive, Neurotic, and Good. She married Gregorio Brown/Rolex after going through a myriad of townies. Her LTW was an ass because it kept resetting after vacation, and it went through 3 changes! She never got to finish her level 10 in the Cooking career track, which is probably why her headstone is so puny. She had 3 children, Xavier, Yohan, and Whitlea.
She was alright to play ingame, but she never really interacted much with her kids and her work always got in the way. She didn’t generate much funds either, but everyone in the house still misses her.
So because the lag was so bad I tried resetting everyone in town (via “ResetSim *”) and all these people appeared across the lot! It’s the army of EA! D:
Deer: I smell an orgy!
Around here I started deleting a lot of custom content, so Whit’s dress and makeup is gone.
Whitlea: I can’t pick up Vav! This queued notion is impossible to do!
I like her new look. Makes her look like a more mature housewife.
Digger #2: Oh, its my former Digger counterpart.
Whitlea: Never fall for a hunk with beehive abs, Vavony. Never.
Whitlea: You’ll only be his trophy wife! You’ll want to be successful on your own, instead of standing in the shadow of your rockstar husband.
Vlad: There something in the way of the toilet.
Vlad: Fixed it!
Vavony: Im’ma stink, now. EEW.
Oooh, people taking up my porch. Must mean a birthday party! 😀
Yohan: Hello Volvo.
Whitlea: You greet the horse before your sister? Asshole.
Yohan: Well clearly I greet whoever I love the most, duhh.
Volvo: The science of family love~
Adrianne: Hi Daddy! Hi Auntie!
Adrianne: ALMIGHTY HORSE OVERLORD!
Yohan: Exercise. Exercise is good.
Yes Adrianne, you have passed the insane test. You are a genuine Rolex. 😛
Okay, well, everyone is stuck on the porch. To the cake!
Vlad: I want my own room!
Gregorio: Silly Vlad, you’re not supposed to wish out loud!
Vlad: I refuse to ever use hairspray to fix my stupid ‘do.
He rolled Eco-Friendly! 😀 I suppose I should’ve gave him the family trait since I forgot to when he was born, but its too late now. So now he has Excitable, Clumsy, and Eco-Friendly.
When the party ended, all these people were still in the backyard. It includes Rolex’s like Adrianne, Xavier, Lesley, and Francis (on the piano)! 😀
Whitlea: A party like this should be criminal!
Gregorio: OH, a sparkle got in my eye!
Gregorio: Well, damn Whit! Maybe I’ll give the inheritance to Yohan instead!
Whitlea: Wait—DAD! I didn’t mean it! Don’t leave us too!
Gregorio: Too late! The penny in the inheritance is going to your brother!
Vlad: Grandpa, why on my birthday? Wahhh! Now I have that big room all to myself…!
Vlad: Wait…that’s what I wished for! 😀
Well, you see, I had remodeled Gregorio’s old room into this thing. I expected him to live long enough to sleep in the new room, in the least. >.<
Vlad: That big room, all to myself! *sniff**giggle**sniff*
I’ve noticed, with Zhalee and Gregorio gone, the game has started playing a teensy bit better.
Whitlea: Must be! My new baby finally gets to see the morning!
Whitlea: Hey tyke, where do you think you’re going?
Virgil: So, like, your grandfather is dead.
Vlad: I know Dad. He died on my BIRTHDAY.
We interrupt this awkward conversation with a message from our sponsors!
Vavony: Eat red building blocks everyday for a healthy plastic diet! All the skinny barbie dolls in my imaginary doll house recommend it!
Vlad: HE DIED BECAUSE I WANTED MY OWN ROOM!!
Virgil: Whoa there son, don’t blame it on yourself! Grandpa Gregorio was already 90 days years old!
This just shows how good Whitlea’s parenting skills are.
Vavony: Why it so dark out here?
Vlad: We’re waiting for the vampires to come out, duh!
Thanks for reading! 😛
Also! I’m looking for a new desktop (more or less 1 grand) to play Sims with. I’m leaning towards Alienware X51, but I’m reading mixed reviews from others. Any suggestions? Thanks!