ILU2DEATH..! 1.4 // Rainbow Legacy 1.4
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THERE IS DEATH! :D Sexy times, adult content, insanity, & brief rounds of swearing like a sailor.
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Oh, and just in case you're worried? The freakiest thing about this post is the teaser. *cracks up*
Opening on a high note today since NO ONE DIED last time! HURRAH!! Or Boo? Since this is ILU2DEATH and so I'm supposed to have MASS DEATH..? I'm failing!!! Its not just because I love me some Noelle. I promise!
ANYWAY...! Valencia and Risso's birthday! :D V's nose is LESS insane, and VERY much the legacy of her mother. Aww Marylena, you live on in your daughter! *hughughug* She's full of sass, has extreme love for her brothers and sisters and ROLLED FAMILY. I'd say zomg boring, but I've changed the order of challenges I want to do since Cube wandered onto the scene and so THIS WILL BE PERFECT! >:D
Tubby Risso tests out his guns and deems them AWESOME. And apparently he's a scottish highlander. WTH TRANSITION SHIRT, RISSO?! You order a kilt with that? Sporran? Goin' commando?
I'm getting you out of that thing STAT. And not in a dirty way. Cause you're 13 and I'm 27. And I am not a pedo bear. Except for when I thought Danielle Radcliffe made t-shirts look like the pinnacle of all fashion wear. And he was supposed to be playing a 15 year old. Only he was like 18 or something so I wasn't totally against the law. Except in the way that it was. ANYWAY..! ^_^
Yes, this cheesecake has gone off. And yet, Noelle finds it irresistible and shoves it into her mouth as fast as she can swallow it. WEIRD CRAVINGS, PREGNANT LADY!
I was so excited that SOMEONE in the house was able to make cheesecake because it had previously been unavailable that I excitedly ordered them to prepare it as soon as I realised it was on their pie selection.
It was only when Noelle was tucking hungrily into the fermented cake that I remembered: Cheesecake = Twins. SIX KIDS FOR CRAVEN, COMING UP!
If she survives that is. *moment of silence for Helena*
Pumpkin, in an uncharacteristic at of solidarity with a Craven-Wife, agrees that off-cheesecake was the most delicious thing he could ever tuck into and does so with wolf-like gusto.
This event appears to shock Noelle into her third trimester. Not handy, because then Pumpkin decided that fermented cheesecake was actually NOT awesome and vomited all over the carpet and so Noelle had an ENORMOUS preggers belly to work around in order to get it all cleaned up.
Bet thats the last time any of you put food on the floor, eh? :D
Hi Lucy! *waves* I don't know why you're leaking water everywhere; you're not a drowned virgin. I have footage of you going at it nine times in that car right there, remember? You GAVE BIRTH to twins. NOT. FOOLING. ANYONE.
OH YE GODS >_<;;; LUUUUUCCEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..! This is her on a slow night. Normally she fills the entire first floor of the house, and then coats the footpath before getting atleast a quarter of the road coated in puddles before she decides to sleep the night away.
One day I'm gonna specify her as a ghost worker and maker her CLEAN IT ALL UP! Except I'm kind of worried that she'd just leak everywhere as she was cleaning... >_<;;; It IS handy though when she leaks in the greenhouse. XD
I have this feeling that Ochre and Sienna will be really well-adjusted as Valencia takes amazingly good care of them. She's an at-home over-acheiver. Not only does she get all her homework done on time; feeds, bathes and spends time with her toddler siblings; she's got a silver badge in flower arranging AND a silver badge in robotics. Oh and she makes snacks for Noelle ALL THE TIME so that her newest mother doesn't go the way of Craven's first wife.
V, ILU BB!
Noelle? HOW MANY CHILDREN DO YOU HAVE IN THERE?! O_O Did you have an affair with a tank? a Boeing 747? Godzilla?
If you pop out tiny lizard children who can fly and shoot missiles from their arses, Valencia is going to have to pull something HUGE to stop me from being a turncoat. Although, that WOULD make them not true Kohler-Wielle so I guess they couldn't be heirs. But come on, are you gonna say to a giant lizard child who's packing ICBMs in their butt that they can't continue to live in their family home? Their base of operations? Their nest?
I DIDN'T THINK SO!
*notices Noelle's making a beeline for cupcakes with SRS face on and lols*
CUPPYCAKES R SRS BUSINESS!
(Anyone else noting that my damn OMSPs are not all transparent? I don't know why but my table ones for these two areas keep un-transparenting every time I load the lot. WHAT IS THAT ABOUT! BEHAVE PLEASE! I love woodgrain as much as the next girl but I dont need to see it phase through the glass and INTO various flower vases)
Awwww! *snuggles* Lulu ages into a sweet grey-faced, incontinent (>_<;;) elder. Apart from peeing EVERYWHERE she's much the same, and has finally gotten over the whole shirking from human affection thing. THANK GOD!
When this popped up I was COMPLETELY CONFUSED and wondered if it was a particularly 'forward thinking' school that I had Craven send his first borns to. Upon re-reading this around six times I FINALLY comprehended that Risso was NOT a pretty princess, and was indeed playing the Prince. moonlapse , reading over my shoulder at this made the EXACT SAME reading comprehension error so I AM NOT ALONE! DYSLEXIA FOR ALL!? XD
YAY BIRTHDAY PARTY!! Family only, which is still a lot of people for a toddler birthday. XD Valencia and Risso blow horns with gusto and make as much noise as possible -- causing the dogs to all clear out and cower at the edge of the lot until it was all over and they could steal pieces of non-flamey cake. Love your curves, V! Do we note that Craven is NOT impressed with his daughter's clothing of choice? Your little girl, she grew up fast and procured breasts, DEAL!
NOELLE + OCHRE = FREAKEN ADORABLE!!!! AAAAAAH! *breaks from cute*
OCHRE! You're so adorable little one. Dad clone with Lucy's colouring. Awww! *huggles*
Um. I wish I could say the same for you, Sienna... Everyone look in the top corner, V's breasts will make it better.
*wonders what happened to Sienna bb*
Did you sleep on your nose during your infancy? Ochre press your face up against the wall of Lucy's womb during gestation? *flail* HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?
Risso: Did you hear about this new tv series, Dead Set? Its this whole new SimUnited Kingdom Big Brother thing, set in the ACTUAL big brother house. They're describin' it like 24 with zombies, the housemates on the show have no idea that the reanimated dead are walking the earth OUTSIDE THEIR WALLS...!
Valencia: ARMAGAD! DO THE ZOMBIES USE... THE FACILITIES?
Risso: ... Who can say?
Valencia: THEY DON'T ON 24!! JACK BAUER HAS NO PENIS, BECAUSE HE DOES NOT PEE!! ALSO...!! HE HAS MAGIC BREATH! YOU KNOW WHY?! CAUSE HE NEVER BRUSHES HIS TEETH! Wait, so is this actually a reality tv show? Or a fake reality show? Cause like, the SimBritish know zombies don't actually walk amongst the living, right?
Risso: I understand it to be a tv show about big brother but within the fiction of the television programme the zombies riiiise
Valencia: I SEE! Well... I... I actually think thats pretty good!
Risso: Yeah I know!
Valencia: I like it, They'd have no idea wha the hell was going on in the real world, and zombies wouldn't be able to get in and... WAIT O_O IT DOES MEAN BIG BROTHER CONTESTANTS WOULD LIVE TO TELL THE TALE. HOLY GOD! THAT SHIT IS NOT ON...! Thanks for sharing, RISSO >_>;; *pissy for the rest of the day*
(This conversation brought to you by random musings between cheeseferret aka parnacy & myself at half midnight. FEAR US).
You all remember when Risso put suds in the fountain when he was 8?
LOOK! STILL BUBBLING!
HOT! SRS. Just wanting to share that I love these two and I shall be forever sads when Noelle kicks the bucket because they're TOTALLY HOT TOGETHER! Witness that she's HEAVILY PREGNANT while they're getting this constant nookie on. Awwwwwwwww!! *lovelove*
Its Autumn, and Risso harnesses his inner Orange Generation status to be all picturesque and manly whilst raking leaves in the garden.
Around this point I think I had a spazz and went THATS IT CHILDREN, EARN YOUR KEEP! And made them all do masses of gardening because of the COMPLETELY USELESS GARDENER who has I swear given up the will to live and pisses off directly after showing up for work to, I assume, hit the pub. ITS A DANGEROUS WAY TO BE AROUND THE KOHLER-WIELLES, GARDENER! You might end up actually THE DEADS.
And then where would you be? Forced to REALLY do their gardening in your astral form every single night for all eternity, THATS WHERE..!
Wait. Is someone napping? Don't you usually see their heads on the pillow when they're asleep? I'm pretty sure everyone is accounted for out manicuring the gardens...
HELLLLOOOOOOOOO??????
*hears an echo*
Noelle serves dinner to the kids and mid-animated chat, praising all their efforts at school, she rises in a panic and begins the BABY TIMES SCREAMING!
Its okay Noelle, you stand up go OW OW OW and then the children will FALL OUT OF THE SKY! Might as well get a stork to do that shit for all the realism that goes on THERE. You know I think there should atleast be a puddle of water on the floor when they get up and begin the gut-wrenching screams, not that I don't have enough problems with puddles in this house or anything, but COME ON!
*wonders about a 'water just broke' hack*
TWINS TWINS TWINS! Are we shocked? NO! Cause of the cheesecake! Its not Craven's tadpoles this time around, although I do wonder if she was having twins ANYWAY considering both Marylena & Lucy.
MEET TIGERLILLY! Black eyebrows from WHO KNOWS WHERE (Noelle's actually blonde so, WHAT!?), a skin-tone half way between her father and her mother and her dad's non-geneticized eyes.
Uh... So you would THINK this is a photo of the other twin, a little boy named Portokal. Except, ITS TIGERLILLY AGAIN!
*wonders how on earth I managed to do THAT*
Luckily with the combination Craven, Noelle, Valencia, these twins will NEVER KNOW THE DISCOMFORT OF SLEEPING ON THE FLOOR! Spoiled, guys! No character building neglect for you!
New brother and sister aquired, Ochre suddenly realises that in this family, that means they're going to lose their mother. Just as Lucy had been the only mother V & Risso really ever knew, Noelle's cared for Ochre & Sienna nearly since their birth. She IS his mother. Heartbreakingly he constantly seeks out Valencia for reassurance and always has a tinge of worry about his features.
I noticed as well, though Sienna wanders about and talks with Tigerlilly & Portokal, Ochre has very little to do with them. Pre-emtively blaming them for taking away his mummy? ;_;
Marylena doesn't take too kindly to children that are NOT HERS wandering around the house as though, you know, its theirs >_>;;. She goes out of her way to try and terrify Sienna and Ochre into running away/dying or just going to go live outside in a tent. So far she's failed, but she SERIOUSLY harnesses the hates and pops out at them whenever their guard is down the most, then floats over to wherever V or Risso are spending time and smiles down upon them.
AAAAAAAUUUUGH!!! >_<;;;; Sienna, on top of everything, has inherited Craven's eyelid glitch. O_O;;; GOD ITS MORE TERRYFYING THAN A VISIT FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE! >_<;;;;;;;;
Her teeth are completely terrifying! Are they an INCH LONG?! How do you eat? How do you talk with tha mouthfull of too-long teeth??
DeadMarylena™: ABSOLUTELY NOTHING MAKES ME CRAZY! GRRRRR!!
So, lemme get this straight, you're pissed cause you're so mild-mannered? You gonna have the guilts about that when you go to bed later, sweetie? "Oh dear! I was so angry at nothing, what will people think?!?! *chews nails*" Marylena? Hon? If you can't be batshit crazy in the afterlife, you might as well cross over, k?
SIENNA IS THE LAW!!
Wow, this was before I'd actually decorated this new floor of the house. HOW SPARSE! It doesn't look ANYTHING like this now.
*isn't even sure there'd be space for them to play this up there*
Sienna! Your brother is going through a pre-pubescent existential crisis! Don't shoot at him with a loaded pointer finger!
I'm still holding out hope that it was a poor-quality, no-name brand ugly stick she got hit with; every now and then she has moments of delightful. I HAVE NOT LOST HOPE FOR YOU, MA PETITE!
OKAY! ACTUAL PRETTY PRINCESS! I sure do hope this was a new production of Simerella... Cause having twins play the Prince and Princess would be... Awkward at best. So far I've managed to avoid the COMPLETELY INNAPROPRIATE TWINCEST tendencies that plague so many simtwins, I'd like to keep it that way. Can you imagine?
Risso: SISTER DEAR! Let me place this fantastical shoe upon your petite foot, and fondle your ankle as I do so. MmMmmmm, you take such good care of your delicate feet, so soft! 'Tis heaven! Oh my buxom one..! YOU ARE MY TRUE LOVE!
Valencia: OH MY HANDSOME BROTHER! LA! You are so strong and so ADEPT at foot massage..! Let us evict my step-mother and her spawn from our home and live forever happily with our family of three-eyed, nine armed, sexy-footed heirs to the throne.
Risso + Valencia: *snogsnog*
As much as I actually am a fan of twincest in fiction -- YES I AM ONE OF THOSE XD -- when it comes to V & Risso: DO NOT WANT!
BILBO DORK, BILBO DORK, BILBO DORK!! EEEEEEEEE!! HAI CUTE STUFF!! katu_sims 's legacy heir of sexiness, his name is Billy Wedge in my hood and he married Nettles, my self sim. They have three kids together who all look rather questionable because Nettles' features do not play will with others. XD But they are LOVED and Billy+Nettles are the most adorable parents: they constantly drop everything to help them with their homework or just have a chat or read a book together or run about the house giggling... ILUBILLY! *fart hearts*
What brings you across the street to the house of doom, anyway?
Oh, taking Caffeine, your version of my cat, Java, out for a walk. Right. Thanks for scratching up the priceless artifacts, Caffeine... >_>;;; That's not TEXTBOOK my enormous jaguar or anything. *clicks fingers at him to make him stop*
*reaches out to scritch RealJava™ from his position sleeping at my ankles with his paws over his eyes*
J? You know if you rolled over your face wouldn't be directly in the window, yeah?
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! BE REAL AND COME DATE ME, BILLY!
*grabs his finger and noms his cheeks*
More proof that he's the perfect man, check him out autonomously cleaning the dog house while he's waiting for a cup of tea (okay it was grilled cheese but I CAN PRETEND). Just making himself useful. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
All the kids in the house being of school-age, its time to invite the headmaster over..! Well HELLO THERE HEADMASTER NO-LIP! His visit was completey uneventful, he loved everything about the house and the yard, thought everybody was the wittiest creatures he'd ever had the pleasure of meeting and that Noelle's turkey dinner was the most succulent meal that had ever passed his lack-of-lip. Unsurprisingly, the kids got in within two minutes with a score of 30390423/90.
WHY DO YOU EVEN BOTHER TO SHOW UP!?
Its 9am. Witness the pile of rubbish by the tree, the weeds EVERYWHERE (goddamn you, Lucy) the leaves on the ground (WHO BOUGHT DECIDUOUS?! BAH!), and thats just that square metre or so over there, let alone the rest of the house.
Sixty simoleons per day is what it costs Craven & Noelle for this dude to turn up, stand in front of the yard and cry about it being all too hard, only to climb back into his ute and take off almost immeadiately. REMEMBER MY THREAT OF DEATH, GARDNERMAN!? I'm not just blowing smoke up your arse dude, I WILL DO IT!
Aww, Stephen Tinker out for a walk with Citrus. They look a bit tired. It's gotta be a HUGE hike all the way out here from Bluewater villiage. Getting some time alone from Wanda, Stephen? Hoping Citrus will decide to stay in her old home and stop digging up your yard? YOU PAID GOOD MONEY FOR THAT POT-HOLE DIGGER, and there's a no returns policy on winners like those. *whistles*
Um. Guys? Remember how I mentioned the innapropriate avoidance thus far? Can you not do stuff like this? Especially when you've decided to go out to a karaoke bar and sing love ballads at each other in a private room in your private school uniforms, in private? I kinda thought you'd be all teasing jailbait when you both wanted to hit the town but no, its twinbonding apparently... ^_^;;;
Risso I FORBID you to enjoy having your brains pressed into your sisters boobs. GET YOUR HAND AWAY FROM THE HEM OF HER SKIRT! V? Noogies are not sexy, as long as this ain't no veiled attempt at getting close to your brother, keep it up.
Oh, but I'm not judging, k?
OH MY GOD LOOK AT HER FACE SHE'S SO DELIGHTED!
*completely forgets that I was scolding her two seconds ago*
You've won me over with the face of pure squee! And she's so good at this thing, she stayed in it for over an hour with that look of elation as she spun and spun and SPUN! Every dude in the bar came and watched and wanted to talk to her - teen in a short school uniform and she was all DENY! ELECTRO DANCE SPHERE IS COOLER THAN YOU! That's ma girl ♥
*heartheartheart*
Risso is DJ extraordinaire! There was some randomly dressed raver there previously who FAILED utterly, so I sent Risso over to DJ and the dance floor FILLED! Mostly with men who'd given up trying to get V's attention who was still rocking out in the EDS, and with teenage girls. BUT WHATS NEW!? Sounds like a normal night club landscape to me. XD
Risso pays his sixpence and pops outside to see the INCREDIBLE FREAK! BODY OF A TAXI, HEAD OF A COMELY YOUNG WOMAN, ARMS OF A GENIE...! MAKE A WISH RISSO!!
Nothing dirty though, she's STILL your sister *narrows eyes* I may have ADD, BUT I DO NOT FORGET!
OKAY I MIGHT BUT IT'LL NIGGLE AT ME! BEWARE THE NIGGLED BRAIN!
/me high fives parnacy for her guest caption inspirationses
WOO BIRTHDAY TIME! Tigerlily is all I WANNA BE OVER THEERRRRRRE...! And ya'll get your first look at Portokal. Yes, he's a TOTAL CLONE of his father, genetics wise. Pale skin, blonde hair, and incredibly easy going. Also, has a predeliction for being in undies. Okay he's an infant so has no choice in the matter on that score. WHATS YOUR EXCUSE, CRAVEN!?
*bes Dr Freud and wears balding skull cap and fake white moustache* Just cause.
Little Tigerlily. Don't let her sadness face fool you! She's actually the HUGEST bundle of ridiculously ecstatic energy. EVERYTHING makes her excited. The carpet, her brother's foot, Valencia's elbow, her mum's Burberry head band...
Although, oddly enough, and even though her mum is STILL ALIVE (she's lasted YEARS longer than any of the others) both Tigerlilly and Portokal's wants focus around Craven and Craven alone. Like they're genetically predisposed to not get too attached to their mothers. CREEPY MUCH!?
Portokal, your second ever view..! Somebody looks an awful lot like they're mummy, no?! :D He's obsessed with creative skilling toys. OBSESSED. He will sit and play them till he passes out then wake up IMMEADIATELY with still red energy bar and go ZOMG TIME TO MAKE MORE TINKLY NOISES BY SMASHING THIS THING! And then he is delighted.
Oh yes.
He is.
Don't you mistake it.
Delight.
Like discovering that you can bend in ways you never knew you could.
Or receiving surprise candy.
Only less dirty.
Cause he's three.
Gratuitous "Seasons is Awesome + I love Valencia" shot. Anyone have any guesses for what cup size she is? I'm thinking a D.
Yes, Yellow-Hatted Johnny the Gnome? You're thinking an E? You do have an underside view... You might be onto something there.
*takes poll*
Valencia kept rolling the want to go on a date. And because she's 14 or something equally illegal and jailbaity, I couldn't send her on one with Cube.
ENTER: THE GYPSY! 100% more glowy, mystical special effects than Enter the Dragon, 100% less Bruce Lee.
...From the sky, this young man with a questionable hair cut drops. What the hell why was I Yoda for that sentence? O_O
TEA BREAK! Back in a minute. Want anything from the kitchen?
*plays intermission music*
K, BACK!! *shoves your requests down the ethernet cable*
Where was I? OH YEAH! The gypsy claims this guy is worth five thousand bucks...
Well okay! Valencia is sold! He's got his hands on her arse dancing in their front yard by the same outdoor lights that won her her mother over in minutes. You think she inherited the crazy flexibility Marylena had as well as a weakness for pretty arching garden lights? Cause if so, SCORE EXPENSIVE DATE FROM THE SKY!
*high fives him*
Wow, his view totally sucks. Bet he's HATIN' having those pressed into his chest. How's the ley of the land from where you sit now, Johnny?
Johnny the Gnome: DDDDDDDDDD:
Huh. Apparently date-from-sky goes commando.
HEY ITS THAT PESKY CRAB! Noelle you look completely shocked! Is it REALLY cause your proby, digging finger is being confiscated by Mr Nippsy the Crab or is it because you're amazed you're STILL ALIVE after all this time?!
I know its the latter for ME.
Hi Mr Nippsy! How's it hanging? Nommed any gourmet quality digits lately?
Ladies and gentlemen. I give you: Lucy's legacy..! Her kids pretty much negate the need to have Cube come over every day. Sienna always cleans up after poor, incontinent Lulu. As soon as the trash compactor is even close to being full Ochre is ON IT and they both wander about cleaning everything.
Maid's kids. The new black.
GIRLS OF THE KOHLER-WIELLES!?!?! STOP PLAYING FETCH IN THE FREAKEN GLASS ENCASED HALLWAY, PLEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASE?!?! >_<;;;;
What can I do to convince you that this is a bad idea?! Maybe if you all stopped doing it Craven's wives wouldn't have to die horribly so he could collect on their life insurance just to pay for all the glazier bills. ITS JUST A THEORY.
Lucy's legacy, redux. Sienna's babooooon face. SHE IS THE MISSING LINK! Proof positive that sims evolved from the apes. REMEMBER, YOU SAW IT HERE FIRST!
Getting your hands on Valencia's arse = DREAM DATE! Awwww, hey happy happy fell-from-the-sky-guy. That's the side of the road. Those flowers are gonna get whacked by the school bus in the morning. You're not too smart are you?
Welcome once again to Craven's Carnival of Innapropriate! First stop, detailed instructions for your eight year old daughter on how to conduct the PERFECT dirty dream date..! Sienna, thankfully, is unimpressed. Glad SOMEONE takes the moral high ground in this house. Even if that someone is an eight-year old baboon girl.
Your girlfriend boring you, Risso? You do know you WANTED to call her right? I'm sure whatever she's saying is more interesting than your fingernails... >_<;;
Risso: Only Colonel Clucks understands my deep, emotional pain.
Oh god. WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?!?! O_O;; Valencia belittle you one too many times and its pushed you out of the arms of your sassy red-headed girlfriend and into the embrace of the stuffed chicken you attacked whilst a toddler?
There are many things wrong with this picture. Discuss.
(I didn't know teens could hold the stuffed toys like this. Is this something that an inTeen flavourpack enabled?)
Okay! So! Noelle? UNKILLABLE! She will not die. She manages to save herself from any and all situations I stick her in. She will not go quickly nor even unexpectedly like every other wife Craven's ever had. She's got new-found youth and she's clinging onto it. DAMN HER PRETTY FACE!!
I was so close to deciding to milk another baby out of her before death when ymp exclaimed that she had no idea you could freeze (and apparently freeze to death) in Seasons. She so wanted to see the next Mrs Kohler-Wielle freeze in winter, have Craven marry a 'replacement' in and then have the frozen wife de-thaw in the spring to cause DRAMU.
I TRIED! OH HOW I TRIED! >_<;;; Thusly back to considering the milking of further babies from her indestructable uterurs.
*sigh* Craven You're standing mid-calf in snow without a jumper on. Or even a scarf. Your daughter is in her PAJAMAS. Those socks? They're not going to help her when her feet freeze off. >_<;;
I don't care how much of a sweat you think you're gonna work up testing out your daughter's ball skills* hand eye co-ordination. GO. IN. SIDE. NOW. Sweat's all water, it'll freeze you know? Do you really want to voluntarily condemn BaboonSienna™ to life with a monkey's face and no limbs?
(* Wow, there was a line and I totally crossed it! O_O;; *repents*)
ITS TIME FOR CHOOSE YOUR OWN CUBE-RAGE!!
If you:
a) ...think Cube is raging that just behind that curtain lies the bed of his nemesis, Risso, turn to page 14.
b) ...suspect he thinks he left the iron on, turn to page 95.
or c) ...believe he's been infected by the rage virus and will soon be nomming on the flesh of the living, turn to page 34.
Valencia love for all! *snuggles cutie troubled Ochre*
Hey Grim, how's it hanging? Look! We froze all the water this time! I'm assuming since you're death and all you wont be cold enough to melt it onto your robes so they get all damp and manky.
If you are though, send us the dry cleaning bill?
Oh yeah, Grim means someone's died. NOELLE!? DID YOU FINALLY SUBMIT TO KICKING THE PREVERBIAL FOR US?!
Sienna's all GTFO DEATH! *has the hates* Risso looks reservedly concerned - not even taking the time to change out of his pajamas, Valencia worries about the dogs who have all begun mewling and howling in despair.
And then there's Cube. Oh Cube. He's standing there, a rigid board of CONFLICTED! He's in close proximity to Risso, who he HATES WITH THE FIRE OF A THOUSAND SUNS! But he's also RIGHT THERE next to Valencia, who he has the crushiest crush of all crushes on. Awwwwww!! If he's not careful he'll go supernova from TOO MUCH CONFLICTING EMOTION!
He's the most adorable when it comes to Valencia, under 'normal' conditions she'll wander past with a subtle smile on her face and he'll drop EVERYTHING to goofily grin and wave at her, even though she'll just sashay past without so much as a glance in his direction. Practicing your wiles on the help, V! That'll get you in trouble! XD
He's so V oriented in his work scheduling choices too, ALWAYS makes her bed first when he shows up for work in the morning.
Wow, that's actually really creepy. YOU STALKER, CUBE! /approves
NOT WHAT YOU WERE EXPECTING, AMIRITE?!
Zeus, has reached old age and is actuall ecstatic about going to doggie heaven. His mate and his offspring are suitable cut up about it. Craven's so upset he's outside in his swimsuit in ankle-deep snow again. *sighs*
Zeus's tombstone is given the venerable position of sitting with those of the Kohler-Wielle wives. May you look after them all in the afterlife, and may you all play much ghost fetch for eternity.
Just not in the hallway.
*puts restrictions on the undead* >_>;; Oh yeah I am THAT presumptive!
The game had been lagging quite a bit by now and even with Zeus's death bringing the number of sims in the house down, it still wasn't helping. So I bit the bullet and sent Valencia and Risso off to college (in a sexy custom built dorm of beachy orangeness!) much earlier than I would've liked. V reluctantly went, even though she already had scholarships coming out of her ears. Guess that family-simness was winning all her emotional battles. TOO BAD YOU'RE GOING ANYWAY!
Time to inappropriately experiment with mascots and professors before settling down to your pre-ordained life with Cube, missy!
Risso, in stark contrast, couldn't WAIT to go, running to the taxi in his underwear and jumping in with a little oh-what-a-feeling-toyota style kick. Oh, you crazy popularity sim, you.
Risso's NOT gonna be an heir and so even though obviously he believes I have the same plans in store for him while at Uni that I have for Valencia he's gonna be SORELY MISTAKEN!
*will get him a steady girlfriend first semester and then keep them together forever and ever* NO EXPERIMENTATION FOR YOU, FOUR YEARS..!
Noelle: Why, it is so nippy out here that I believe my skin has altered its colour. My husband is SO dreamy, I believe I will continue to ignore my own heating needs and create a statue in his likeness in the snow. LOOK HOW I SUFFER FOR OUR LOVE, CRAVEN! *fart hearts*
A bit nippy out here in the winter wonderland you call your backyard, Noelle? Feeling a bit cold? Are ya? Huh? Huh? Would you even use the term... Freezing?
WOOO FREEZING TO DEATH IS IMMINENT! Right?
My flatmate (who is a Real Swedish Hero™, he's cast in bronze don't you know? XD) always says that if he has to choose a way to die other than peacefully going to sleep in his old age, it would be freezing to death. Your system slowly shuts down and then right before the end you feel warm and elated and thats how you go. So I thought, Surely this is a fitting end to Noelle who got an adult-life do-over and would probably be dead by now if I'd left her as an elder anyway. AMIRITE?
EXCEPT THE WOMAN CONTINUES TO BE INDESTRUCTIBLE! If you scroll back up to her looking cold and thinking about Craven, and then scroll back down through the last three shots four times, you will get an accurate replay of Noelle failing to freeze to death. Everytime she'd miraculously get up and go tell Craven a dirty joke, then come back outside and freeze all over again.
*sighs* Finally I resigned to waiting for an appliance to break down to see if I could get her electricuted, or just give up on the challenge altogether when...
...The tinkling beauty of a well-loved piano played with feeling and precision graced my ears... Is it who I think it is?
OH MY LORDS! Its Lyna, and she's... A VAMPIRE. And a really hot one at that. I don't know how, maybe she heard my call of frustration, but she seemed to materalize in the house at the grand. I never sent anyone out to greet her if she was a walk-by, and I never invited her over. She just... Appeared, like magic in my time of need.
I LOVE YOU LYNA! That's incredibly creepy, it only makes me love you more!
Like a little snack, Lyna? Noelle is certainly delicious. I bet she tastes JUST like freshly made grilled cheese. Some kind of gorgeous vintage cheddar on soy and linseed multigrain. Bit of freshly ground pepper and some sea salt to taste. Maybe even some basil flakes. I think you should sample some, don't you?
♫ ...Sink yo' teeth right through my bones, baybbeh..! Lets see what we can do, come on and make it AAAH..! Hurt soOoOooo goooOoooOOoOOOood.!! Come AWWWN BAAAYBEEE make it HURT. SO. GOOD..!! ♫
/me blames growing up in the bush for knowing stupid John Mellencamp lyrics
That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.
IT WAS PAST YOUR TIME, NOELLE! You had a good run, twice! And this way you're out before you return to your doddery old days of complete uselessness.
YOU REALLY SHOULD CONSIDER THIS A FAVOUR! None of the other wives could ever say they went out in such a humane and ecstatic manner.
ILU!
And then... There were five four. Rest ye well, ladies (and Zeus). You have all served us well, and we are greatful. Now sleep, smooth and round.
Till next we meet..!
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