"I believe the world is burnin' to the ground..."
For a variety of reasons (namely, I'll be working all weekend and hebei had interest in making a small house of her own so I figure I might as well have some stories to share before I disappear for a little bit), I will now grace you with the events of the Pershing household in their early days of compacted living.
To begin with, there was some concern that perhaps I had made the hallways and closet bathrooms a bit too small by Sim-standards and would therefore be inaccessible. The good news is that the sinks/toilet are all completely reachable and therefore the experiment continues as planned. Granted, if anyone is eating at the table, it blocks access to and from the shower/sink, but hey- small house. Whatcha gon' do?
"Working sinks? A MIRACLE."
There has already been complaining for luxuries such as "televisions" and "computers". However, as anyone will tell you, part of tiny living is sacrifice. That's right. When your house is as tiny as the Pershing house, you find you don't have room for the finer things in lie. This is especially true when you've decided you will not build any further additions on your small house and all the adventures will take place within the initial walls, SO HELP YOU.
So what does that leave for entertainment?
Fortunately, there was enough space to move the couch (or 'entire living room' in this case) towards the front door and put in a bookshelf. I hope the many kids they're about to have like reading! Nothing is more exciting than IMAGINATION.
Speaking of kids, Dysart really wants them.
....he really wants them.
I mean, it's expected, seeing as both Dysart and Deborah have made it their life goal to raise 5 children from infant to teenage. In that small house.
This will be a journey.
But for right now, let's see how this young couple fills their time.
Ah, I see. Deborah has undertaken learning the guitar. A noble pursuit. And Dysart?
He's busy...sulking about the flowers. I agree with Hebei the more I look at him; Dysart has a very sullen and British look to him. I wonder how that will transfer to the children. But to be perfectly honest, Dysart looks pretty...sketchy in pretty much every screen shot. See if you don't agree.
Take, for example, a lovely afternoon enjoying the sunlight with the wife.
You might at least smile, Dysart.
Anyhow, so since these two have similar interests, it's not surprising they both went for the same job- the military. They both rather enjoy their careers and both dream of reaching the end goal which, for those of you unfamiliar with the Sims 3, is becoming an Astronaut.
ASTRONAUTS: PRETTY DAMN COOL
That's Pershing life in a nutshell. Wake up, go to work, order pizza for dinner, repeat. Sure, they dream of space and children, but with their busy schedule and tiny house, how could they-
Hey, what's going on across the street?
Do you see that? Man, the neighbors sure are busy. I wonder if that dude's having an affair. I mean, look! He's bringing some random black lady home.
...maybe we can add that to the daily routine. Everyone needs a hobby; for the Pershings, it's spying on the neighbors and gossiping about their business. Just one more thing to pass the busy days and nights and to distract from the fact that you don't have any time to have the kids you so desire.
...what's that? You guys DID somehow manage to conceive a child?! When? HOW?!
Oh. I see. Echidna trade secret.
Well, at the very least, that should make Dysart happy, right? I mean, his big want was to have a kid with Deborah.
Why do you still look creepy, Dysart? Why?
"Oy, love! Seems like you're rather preggers, idn't that right?"
This man is going to be a father.
BUT ANYHOW, seeing as there's a child on the way and there isn't much in the way of "child friendly" entertainment, Deborah took it upon herself to go shopping for the necessary additions.
Toys?
Ho ho, goodness, no. Children's books. I already told you-- this is a small house. We have no need for "toys". And look at her choices!
Those are some expensive ass books.
And what is Dysart doing to prepare for the new arrival? Teaching himself the guitar. Hey, he didn't get a chance before; Deborah was always hogging the instrument.
You really don't need to look so sad all the time, Dysart. Come on, I know. We'll look across the street and see what the neighbors are up to. That always cheers you up, right?
DAAAAAAAAAAMN. Since when did the neighbors own a car that nice? I think it's time you went over and found out what exactly these neighbors do, Dysart.
Turns out the neighbors are a couple named Odin and Heather Crosby. The car is not theirs, but Mr. Sherman Bagley's...who also happens to be boss to both Dysart and Deborah. Guess he's BFF with the neighbors or something who live in a small house themselves.
Their house is not only smaller overall, but they pull it off better. Man, Dysart. Do I sense the start of a neighborhood tension/rivalry?
Just joshin', Dysart. You're a nice family man and don't start rivalries. Instead, you'd much rather tell Odin Crosby about the baby you're expecting and make friends that wa-
YOU DICK, ODIN! NOT ONLY ARE YOU HAVING AN AFFAIR AND LIVING IN A COOLER SMALL HOUSE, BUT YOU DON'T EVEN LIKE CHILDREN?! Dysart has it out for you now, Crosby. Mark my words. If he wasn't such a committed family man, he'd knock Heather up just so you would be forced to deal with a child. Yeah, that's right. Don't cross a "family-oriented" Sim, you "dislikes children" man!
Let's see how Sherman feels about children.
Well, well. Look at that, Odin. Everyone ELSE is pleased for the Pershings. Is that Heather I see weighing in happily too on talk of the pregnant wife? Uh oh, Odin. Guess you and here didn't really talk about this "hates children" thing, did you?
"Come on, honey! Don't embarrass me in front of the guests!"
Odin and Heather. I'm sure we'll be seeing more of them.
But for now, let's hurry home. It seems Deborah is about to give birth so it's into the baby taxi for the Pershings!
Upon arrival at the hospital, the Pershings make for the doors...
...only to be harassed by another NPC. I dunno what it is about this specific game, but man are there a lot of interesting NPCs. I approve. Like this guy- Hunter Cottoneye. I have no idea why he freaked out as the couple walked by; all I know is that he did.
Maybe he has a thing against gingers. Once the Pershings were inside, he pulled out a book and just sort of stood about reading for a bit. Maybe he's got a manifesto on the evils of red/orange hair. I don't know.
Once he'd, uh, satisfied his curiosity, away went the book and into his camo-pickup went Hunter, driving away from the hospital and into the night. Drive on, Hunter Cottoneye, you mighty man.
While the saga of Hunter raged on, Deborah was in the natal unit giving birth to the first Pershing child-- a daughter named Daisy. She looks like every other Sim baby right now, but perhaps in time her ginger (or lack there of) will show through.
And that's where things stand as of this moment. What challenges await the Pershings when they start having more children? Where will baby Daisy sleep when she grows up and can no longer stay in a crib? What if there are twins at some point? Or a fire?
These are all questions for the future.
To begin with, there was some concern that perhaps I had made the hallways and closet bathrooms a bit too small by Sim-standards and would therefore be inaccessible. The good news is that the sinks/toilet are all completely reachable and therefore the experiment continues as planned. Granted, if anyone is eating at the table, it blocks access to and from the shower/sink, but hey- small house. Whatcha gon' do?
"Working sinks? A MIRACLE."
There has already been complaining for luxuries such as "televisions" and "computers". However, as anyone will tell you, part of tiny living is sacrifice. That's right. When your house is as tiny as the Pershing house, you find you don't have room for the finer things in lie. This is especially true when you've decided you will not build any further additions on your small house and all the adventures will take place within the initial walls, SO HELP YOU.
So what does that leave for entertainment?
Fortunately, there was enough space to move the couch (or 'entire living room' in this case) towards the front door and put in a bookshelf. I hope the many kids they're about to have like reading! Nothing is more exciting than IMAGINATION.
Speaking of kids, Dysart really wants them.
....he really wants them.
I mean, it's expected, seeing as both Dysart and Deborah have made it their life goal to raise 5 children from infant to teenage. In that small house.
This will be a journey.
But for right now, let's see how this young couple fills their time.
Ah, I see. Deborah has undertaken learning the guitar. A noble pursuit. And Dysart?
He's busy...sulking about the flowers. I agree with Hebei the more I look at him; Dysart has a very sullen and British look to him. I wonder how that will transfer to the children. But to be perfectly honest, Dysart looks pretty...sketchy in pretty much every screen shot. See if you don't agree.
Take, for example, a lovely afternoon enjoying the sunlight with the wife.
You might at least smile, Dysart.
Anyhow, so since these two have similar interests, it's not surprising they both went for the same job- the military. They both rather enjoy their careers and both dream of reaching the end goal which, for those of you unfamiliar with the Sims 3, is becoming an Astronaut.
ASTRONAUTS: PRETTY DAMN COOL
That's Pershing life in a nutshell. Wake up, go to work, order pizza for dinner, repeat. Sure, they dream of space and children, but with their busy schedule and tiny house, how could they-
Hey, what's going on across the street?
Do you see that? Man, the neighbors sure are busy. I wonder if that dude's having an affair. I mean, look! He's bringing some random black lady home.
...maybe we can add that to the daily routine. Everyone needs a hobby; for the Pershings, it's spying on the neighbors and gossiping about their business. Just one more thing to pass the busy days and nights and to distract from the fact that you don't have any time to have the kids you so desire.
...what's that? You guys DID somehow manage to conceive a child?! When? HOW?!
Oh. I see. Echidna trade secret.
Well, at the very least, that should make Dysart happy, right? I mean, his big want was to have a kid with Deborah.
Why do you still look creepy, Dysart? Why?
"Oy, love! Seems like you're rather preggers, idn't that right?"
This man is going to be a father.
BUT ANYHOW, seeing as there's a child on the way and there isn't much in the way of "child friendly" entertainment, Deborah took it upon herself to go shopping for the necessary additions.
Toys?
Ho ho, goodness, no. Children's books. I already told you-- this is a small house. We have no need for "toys". And look at her choices!
Those are some expensive ass books.
And what is Dysart doing to prepare for the new arrival? Teaching himself the guitar. Hey, he didn't get a chance before; Deborah was always hogging the instrument.
You really don't need to look so sad all the time, Dysart. Come on, I know. We'll look across the street and see what the neighbors are up to. That always cheers you up, right?
DAAAAAAAAAAMN. Since when did the neighbors own a car that nice? I think it's time you went over and found out what exactly these neighbors do, Dysart.
Turns out the neighbors are a couple named Odin and Heather Crosby. The car is not theirs, but Mr. Sherman Bagley's...who also happens to be boss to both Dysart and Deborah. Guess he's BFF with the neighbors or something who live in a small house themselves.
Their house is not only smaller overall, but they pull it off better. Man, Dysart. Do I sense the start of a neighborhood tension/rivalry?
Just joshin', Dysart. You're a nice family man and don't start rivalries. Instead, you'd much rather tell Odin Crosby about the baby you're expecting and make friends that wa-
YOU DICK, ODIN! NOT ONLY ARE YOU HAVING AN AFFAIR AND LIVING IN A COOLER SMALL HOUSE, BUT YOU DON'T EVEN LIKE CHILDREN?! Dysart has it out for you now, Crosby. Mark my words. If he wasn't such a committed family man, he'd knock Heather up just so you would be forced to deal with a child. Yeah, that's right. Don't cross a "family-oriented" Sim, you "dislikes children" man!
Let's see how Sherman feels about children.
Well, well. Look at that, Odin. Everyone ELSE is pleased for the Pershings. Is that Heather I see weighing in happily too on talk of the pregnant wife? Uh oh, Odin. Guess you and here didn't really talk about this "hates children" thing, did you?
"Come on, honey! Don't embarrass me in front of the guests!"
Odin and Heather. I'm sure we'll be seeing more of them.
But for now, let's hurry home. It seems Deborah is about to give birth so it's into the baby taxi for the Pershings!
Upon arrival at the hospital, the Pershings make for the doors...
...only to be harassed by another NPC. I dunno what it is about this specific game, but man are there a lot of interesting NPCs. I approve. Like this guy- Hunter Cottoneye. I have no idea why he freaked out as the couple walked by; all I know is that he did.
Maybe he has a thing against gingers. Once the Pershings were inside, he pulled out a book and just sort of stood about reading for a bit. Maybe he's got a manifesto on the evils of red/orange hair. I don't know.
Once he'd, uh, satisfied his curiosity, away went the book and into his camo-pickup went Hunter, driving away from the hospital and into the night. Drive on, Hunter Cottoneye, you mighty man.
While the saga of Hunter raged on, Deborah was in the natal unit giving birth to the first Pershing child-- a daughter named Daisy. She looks like every other Sim baby right now, but perhaps in time her ginger (or lack there of) will show through.
And that's where things stand as of this moment. What challenges await the Pershings when they start having more children? Where will baby Daisy sleep when she grows up and can no longer stay in a crib? What if there are twins at some point? Or a fire?
These are all questions for the future.