Let’s Play the Name Game! - 1.3
Welcome back one and all to Let’s Play The Name Game! This challenge: the H baby, and Twinkle being Twinkle. Also lots of birthdays.
Letters covered so far:
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Twinkle: “And then we can buwn ev-y-thing!”
Liam: “I wonder what would happen if I just… with the couch… hmm…”
Good trait Liam must obviously not approve of his little sister’s latent evil tendencies. I personally find it rather adorable.
Liam: “Well, you would!”
The Overlord needs his minions, man.
It was around this time Sim!Thai rolled a want to actually interact with his daughter, in wanting to teach her to speak. I think she’s already figured that out, but maybe he was just trying to teach her non-murderous vocabulary.
S!T: “Can you say jogging? Jogg-iiing.”
Twinkle: *too tired for this*
I see that plotting your eventual domination of the world is quite taxing. I, of course, have only learned from this and not my own experience.
Aw, it almost looks like a functional, happy family without a homicidal toddler daughter.
The H baby is on the way!
Thai Jr: ‘I’m very impressed by your use of fire and all, but I’m trying to sleep, here. Mind being a blowtorch a few meters to the left?”
Hans: *blowtorch noises*
Thai Jr: ‘Sigh.’
Did you just actually say sigh?
Thai Jr: ‘Sighs louder’
Hmph.
The upstairs got itself furnished! And by that I mean, Liam and Alexandra have somewhere to sleep that isn’t a couch or a bed in the everything room.
Get used to seeing Liam shirtless. I think there’s more pictures of him with his shirt off this chapter than there are pictures of him with it on.
Liam: “I’m hot like a tater tot.”
Hans: *quiet blowtorch humming*
See what I mean?
Twinkle: “Yes, fathewly unit. Teach me to walk so I may more effectivewy engage my pans.”
S!T: “Plans, sweetie, not pans.”
Twinkle: “Plans… pans… pwans….?”
S!T: “Puh-luh-ans.”
Twinkle: “…puh-luh-ans…”
Whilst Twinkle engages in a toddler existential crisis over the word plans, Maeve has popped into her first trimester!
Liam: ‘Oh my god, mum. I was going to walk there.”
Maeve: “And I was expecting you to put clothes on, guess that didn’t work out, hey?”
Liam: “Muuum.”
Maeve: “Love you too, hun.”
Where ya goin’, Alex?
Alexandra: “To defeat the beast that is public school.”
Good luck with that, I believe in you. Your first day of school is always one of the better ones. You generally do no work at all. :’)
Alexandra: *battle cry*
Pregnant women versus bathroom appliances, the trilogy begins.
S!T: “Hey, hey me.”
What’s up lil guy?
S!T: “Does Maeve look rather angry to you?”
…Maybe just a tad.
S!T: “Any idea what’s up?”
Well, she did just engage in mighty battle with the clogged toilet. Anyway, you’re her husband, aren’t you meant to know this stuff?
S!T: “Frankly, I’m terrified.”
Good. Now go put that flirty trait to good use and give her an ~amazing~ massage.
S!T: “…”
The aftermath of those events was deftly avoided, in favour of Liam not only inexplicably bringing home a girl but also wearing clothes.
Liam: “Hey!”
Hey, Liam, give me a second.
Norma: “…Did my entire look just change?”
Liam: “That happens quite often, to be honest.”
Thinking back on it, the softer green looked better. Oh well. Inexplicable makeovers are part of the fun of Sims 3. NRAAS user forever.
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S!T: “…your brother’s been on the front deck for a while.”
Alexandra: “He’s with a girl.”
S!T: “…On the front deck?”
Alexandra: “Don’t worry, pops, I got this.”
Alexandra: “NO! We don’t need to use the dragon!”
S!T: “Dammit.”
Alexandra: “CONFUSION OVER SEXUALITY!”
Liam: “OH PLUMBBOB.”
Liam: *heavy breathing*
Alexandra: “Hehehe.”
You know, Norma, if you want to win over the mother of your first kiss, you may want to not argue with her as she stands in her daughter’s pee whilst pregnant.
Twinkle: “I’m sleeeepy.”
Soon came time for double birthdays! It’s gotten to the point where single birthdays are rarer than ones done at the same time. Alex is going first.
Shirtless Liam count: 4
Alex, dear, you look lovely but maybe a makeover is necessary.
Alex: “Yeah, not really a fan of the houndstooth…”
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Twinkle needed to be potty trained incredibly quickly before her birthday, but we did it! Those helicopter parent points are mine! Muahah.
S!T: “You ready, sweetie? You’re gonna be a big girl.”
Twinkle: “Not wif you in that haiw!”
And this is where the saga begins. Twinkle, the girl who didn’t want to grow up.
Twinkle: “His haiw.”
It IS rather ghastly.
On another note, check out that face.
Twinkle: “Refyusal.”
Guess who else is having a birthday? The H baby! Not only is Twinkle literally glitching out and not growing, but Maeve’s giving birth!
Everyone, say hello to little Huxley, and the first heir who could possibly continue the patriarchy points. Huxley was born a bit of a Mooch and Brave.
Twinkle: “No!”
S!T: “Dragon’s still not doin’ it for you, hey? Yo, me!”
I have no idea either.
S!T: “Twinkle, just grow up. It’s fun, promise!”
Take #2!
Shirtless Liam count: 5
It was at this point I tried to trigger an age transition (with NRAAS AND with Sims 3’s pseudo-boolprop cheat).
Still didn’t work, and the entire family started going downhill with moodlets.
…so we had to reset.
Twinkle: “Plan comp-ete, sleepy Hans! My minyun will not be an icky boy!”
…you mean sibling?
Twinkle: “No! Minyun!”
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I hope you’re proud, Twinkle. I have to reply like 3 days, now. You really are evil.
Twinkle: “Heheheh.”
(Shirtless Liam count: 6)
To further prove that I did actually reset, look who’s still pregnant!
Maeve: “I have this horrible sense of de ja vu…”
No idea what you’re talking about.
This time round, Liam taught Twinkle to talk. Though Twinkle seemed a little distracted.
Twinkle: “Shiwtless -iam count seven.”
Yes, yes it is.
Alexandra also inexplicably got the wish to buy a bake stall and toy cooker, who am I to stand in the way of entrepreneurship?
Alexandra: “And now we wait for the customers to flock in.”
You realise it is about 7pm and right outside your house, right?
Alexandra: “Don’t worry, the people will come. It’s in the coding.”
That’s so meta.
Alexandra: “Called it~”
Pink Hair: “…no, your muffins are too expensive. I won’t buy for that low quality.”
Alexandra: “Then go off and drive home, I’m sure there are true gourmet customers out there just waiting for me.”
Alexandra: “Wouldn’t know true muffin quality if it hit her in the face.”
Pregnant women versus bathroom appliances… part two!
Maeve: “Rassin’ frassin’…”
Having played through, we decided to host the birthdays earlier. Alexandra first, of course. No post grown up pic, though. We all know what she looks like. ;) (Also, I lost it.)
Okay, Twinkle.
You’re up.
No convoluted schemes this time. I refuse.
Twinkle: “Whatewer do you mean? Ms Bear knows I did no-oo-oothing!”
Ms Bear: ‘Help… me…’
And, of course, Maeve took Twinkle to the cake this time. She is a tad better at this parenting stuff than Sim!Thai.
Well would you look at that! It worked!
Our Evil, Insane Twinkle also gained the Inappropriate trait. Please note these traits are all random. It’s perfect.
You know, for an Evil, Insane, Inappropriate and homicidal child, you really are quite pretty Twinkle.
Twinkle: “You mean now I can speak without having to baby-talk-ify it?”
Exactly!
Twinkle: “Damn. Shoulda grown up in the first place.”
And in punishment of that, instead of getting a nice on the spot NRAAS makeover like your siblings, you have to walk to the wardrobe. Come on, off you pop. And put on your formal wear,
Twinkle: “Why?”
Trust me.
Twinkle: “I will murder everything you love.”
And stain your adorable little formal outfit? Nooo.
Thai Jr: *covers snickering*
Twinkle! :o
Twinkle: “I am not talking to you.”
You’re doing the dishes!
Twinkle: *mumbling*
What was that?
Twinkle: “…Mum made me.”
Maeve: “Be as evil or as insane as you like, Mum’s word is final.”
Alexandra: *snickers*
Twinkle: “It wasn’t me! It was the octopodes! Oh gosh, oh no, they’re choking me! Go on without me!”
Alexandra: “Uh…”
Insane trait, Alex.
Alexandra: “Ah.”
Twinkle: “That’ll show you for snickering at me.”
Oh, hey, Twinkle, you’ve got another thing to do.
Get mopping!
Twinkle: “Rassin’ frassin’…”
Hey, Maeve, what are you doing in the car?
S!T: “Going into labour, aren’t you meant to know this stuff?”
Apparently no- why is Maeve driving?
S!T: “…She beat me to the car.”
Aren’t you like, part of a major athletics team?
S!T: “…maybe.”
Maeve: “Shut up! I’m focusing! And giving birth!”
Look! It’s Huxley again! In honour of the first Huxley, he got the same traits of Mooch and Brave.
Maeve: “And I just like, totally had a baby! #motherhood”
Liam: “Mum, are you okay?”
Maeve: “No, now I’m gonna try and get some sleep. I’m exhausted.”
Giving birth would be pretty tiring.
Maeve: “No, it was the drive that took it out of me.”
…was it?
Maeve: “Of course not! Gosh, if I didn’t know any better I’d say you were my husband.”
S!T: “She’s onto us.”
In celebration of Huxley’s birth, 4 people all crowded into the smallest room in the house. It’s almost reminiscent to Sims 2.
Liam: “Hey there lil buddy!”
Twinkle: ‘If he touches Hans again, he has the potted palm to deal with.”
Um?
Twinkle: “The potted palm is crazy! He’ll do anything if he’s desperate enough!”
Cakin’ the baby!
S!T: “Never say that again.”
…sorry.
Aw, welcome to the family Huxley you little inexplicably blonde cutie.
A quick makeover later and he’s still adorable.
Twinkle… not so much.
Twinkle: “RUN, HAROLD! THE POTTED PALMS ARE AFTER US!”
…and then I’m pretty sure Twinkle got the want for a nemesis. So.
Sorry Alex, but she had the option!
Alexandra: “I’ve never been this angry at air in my life!”
A moment of silence for how perfect Twinkle’s face is, please.
Thank you, you may continue reading.
The A baby is on their way!
In the meantime, Liam found himself over at someone else’s house. (Shirtless dude count: now on 8)
And then he started rolling tonnes of wants for him, so who was I to do anything but oblige?
Who knew ‘What’s your sign?’ would lead to this?
Liam is a player.
Look who else is being a player! Twinkle, you’re with a boy.
Twinkle: “I like him! He understands me!”
Dylan: “Those potted plants are horrible… that’s why I removed them all from the house. No potted flora here.”
Twinkle: *dreamy sigh*
Twinkle has a cruu-uush~
Twinkle: “Do not.”
Do to.
(Fun fact: something somewhere screwed up and lil Dylan Elmore here lives in a house by himself. I have no clue why either.)
Somewhat awkwardly, in the mean time I was with Twinkle, Liam’s fling grew up. Bald. Awkward.
And their house has tonnes of people in it, but only the one bed??? That’s not even all of them! (Please also note there are two people in the double).
Of course, that night it was time for a triple birthday.
Look, they’re even all in size order! …And Twinkle is doing the eyebrow thing again.
Twinkle: “Heheh, teenager-dom here I come.”
First to grow up was Thai, and um, nice hair there, me.
S!T: “I like it.”
I don’t. You can change that later.
And then there was Twinkle.
Rockin’ those curls, girl.
Twinkle: “Don’t even speak to me.”
Liam: “Hey, I can do an eyebrow thing too!”
Made-over Liam is quick to invite over Eli, his fling from like, the other day.
Made-Over Twinkle is disapproving of this.
Twinkle: “You forgot to edit my proper make over picture!”
Shhh, they don’t need to know that.
Twinkle: “You’re a toilet.”
So are you! Hmph.
Boom, that’s one non-heir gone. Woo!
Liam: “I feel like I’m not wanted.”
You are, just not here. Off you pop!
Twinkle… are you… actually acknowledging your little brother?
Twinkle: “Maybe…”
I don’t like that ellipses.
Oh dear.
Sigh.
Thai Jr: ‘Hey!’
Sighs louder.
Why did I expect any less?
Sorry, Hux.
Huxley: “I’m the mooch! I’m the mooch!”
Twinkle: “Now you’re the candyless mooch.”
Twinkle: “Hans! We can interact now!”
Hans: *gulp*
Twinkle: “It’s okay. Good dragon.”
Twinkle: “LET US TAKE OVER THE WORLD!”
…yo, Twinkle, you okay?
Twinkle: *cackling*
Twinkle: “But first, torment my sister. Heheh.”
Oh yeah. Forgot you two were nemeses.
Twinkle: “Oops, are the soles of your pretty little converses melting to the weirdly fire resistant wooden floor?”
Alexandra: “I will wrangle you.”
Twinkle: “Good dragon.”
Twinkle: “Fireball, fireball, fireball!”
Alexandra: “MUM.”
Maeve: “Twinkle, one more thing with that drago-“
Alexandra: “MUM.”
Maeve: “I’m taking the dragon, Twinkle. Your dragon privileges are revoked.”
Twinkle: “But mum.”
Maeve: “Don’t but mum me! You’re in a heap of trouble!”
Maeve: “Maeve wins again.”
Twinkle: *unhappy mumbling*
Maeve: “Can’t handle the heat, get out of the kitchen.” *finger snap*
Twinkle: “Rassin’ frassin’…”
S!T: “So how was Twinkle punished, again?”
Maeve: “Forced training with me. She can channel her anger into working out~!”
Twinkle: “Athlete parents… no dragon… no make-over pic. Hate life.”
Maeve: “Oi! No slacking!”
Twinkle: “Ugh.”
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Thanks all for reading! This was a fun chapter to write, hopefully it was a fun one to read! The heir poll will be up after I’ve got the next chapter published, which should be soon! Thank you again, and happy simming! On a random note, every single time my simself has a kid, it always ends up as the oldest one is a girl who ends up dressing florally. Oops?
I'm starting to see a pattern here!
- Thai
Scorecard:
+15 points for starting with simself
+1 for T baby
+4 for H baby
+2 points (Twinkle and Huxley got taught all three skills)
+1 point for 3 days on honour roll (Twinkle)
Total: 23 points