The Ouroboros Round Robin: Round 1.2
CAUTION: 61 photoses, around 3mb ish for your viewing pleasure... Swearing, randomly run on sentences... You know the drill ^_^
OMG HOLY SHIT WHO IS GETTING ABDUCTED?!?! Oh right, its jus a tv show about abduction on Fred's big screen tv. *breathes easy* I kid you not, I loaded the game to this and had a MAJOR freak out attack that Ripp was being abducted and he'd be popping out an alien baby any moment now that wouldn't be eligible for heir...
And thusly we begin chapter two of the Ouroboros Round Robin Legacy with the original founder's founder being a total dork. ^_^;;
Ripp kept rolling the want to have his photo taken in booths and so I obliged by having him take a set that matches his wife's. UP THE NOSE PHOTO IS SUPER UP THE NOSE..! YOU ENJOY HIS SUPERIOR NOSTRIL PLUCKER'S HANDIWORK Y/Y?!
But he looks super chuffed about it and so that's all that matters, right?
Speaking of chuffed, that's exactly the emotion Ripp seems to feel every time he sees his wife - even in those rather hideous blue cotton pajamas he's all OMG HAI ILU!
ITS TRU WUUUUV!
SECOND DUSTY POP! SOON WE SHALL HAVE LIFT OFF! Or fall through... Push out? ANYWAY: THE FIRST HEIR SHALL BE UPON US SOON! Or first and second depending on Ripp's little virtual spermies I suppose...
ITS TIME TO EXPELL THOSE GALLSTONES! Uh... MEET OUR PROSPECTIVE HEIR! PS: anyone else SUPER impressed with Fred's form, managing to keep her legs looking that fabulous in those stiletto-ed sandals even while heavily pregnant?! She should teach a class or write a book: "Not Just Babies Bounce: Couch Base Jumping, Pregnancy and YOU!" It'd be a best seller, and she could prolly get kickbacks and cross promotional deals with Chesterfield manufacturers!
Well HELLO THE DAUGHTER OF RIPP! His skin, his eye colour aallllthoooough... I think that might be the hints of largely Mum's face shape and features going on there...
WELCOME TO THE WORLD: CIMORENE!
Ripp spares not a moment to imprint upon his first born child, whilst teaching her some valuable water safety tips.
Cimorene: *waves HAI DADDY!*
Ripp: Now honey, I want you to remember: Kids Alive do the Five..!
Me & moonlapse : GOD THAT IS THE MOST INANE NON-MEMORABLE MOTTO/JINGLE/MEMORY TOOL EVER.
No seriously we're not kidding. Who even knows what the five are? Something about watching out for mates and keeping gates shut except the kids are at the beach so there are no gates but they don't mention flags in the jinglethinger so do we not do flags anymore or something?
And then every time the ad for it comes on my mother has to ask me if I do in fact know how to resusscitate. Yes mum, as you asked me LAST time this ad came on, I do. The answer has not changed since last time you enquired. Uh. So I'm not already a little sick of being back in my childhood home or anything ^_^;;;
MOVING ON..!
Cimorene not yet a day old, I decided to award Ripp the maternity leave to stay home from work and look after the newborn and get Fred back skilling and back into the workforce. And that meant logic points! I hadn't sprung for a chessboard yet and so out into the snow she went to stare up at Orion (since its ALWAYS in the sky, no matter what time of year or what hemisphere you're in -- pop culture tells me so!) cause Orion apparently makes you more logical.
And then this happened:
WHOOOPS! O_O;;; First time she'd ever used the damn thing too O_O;;; And I happen to have an alien impregnation equality for all hack so GUESS WHO'S COMING BACK WITH AN HEIR IN THEIR BELLY?! Guess thats what I get for prematurely freaking out about alien abductions on the tv >_<;;;
Its not cheating if its a probe, right?
Aww the many faces of Ripp's distress... A story in three parts. Part one, Disbelief!
Ripp: OH NOES MY EYES!! IF I RUB REALLY HARD I CAN UNSEE THAT AND IT WONT BE TRUE!!!
Part two, throwing up a little in his mouth...
Ripp: OH GOD THAT MEANS SHE'S GOING TO HAVE HOT NON CONSENTUAL MONKEY SEX WITH AN ALIEN AND COME BACK IN THE JOHN HURT WAY! >_<;;; Or is that some other kind of sex?! FACE HUGGER?!?! Tentacles!? Slime vat!? Oh lords, what if they're like the current John Hurt and they're all enormous poorly cgi-ed dragons who suck at exposition, are tied up to infinitely long chains that don't appear to hinder them in any way and fail to be Dumbledore except when it comes to being mysterious to tiny whiny magical brats for no reason?! *pukes*
Part Three: Voyueristic Acceptance
Ripp: Well if she's going to cheat on me against her own will with some higher form of life the least she can do is let me watch....
Annnnnd...! She's back! I hardly think they can be a higher form of life if they just dump their future's parents back onto the asphalt without so much as a fluffy cushion.
Fred: OUCH MA AAAARSE!! Someone's got to teach those guys that that's not where that stuff goes >_<;;;
Me: Fred, honey? I think they usually abduct boys, probably took them a minute... ^_^;;
Fred: I THOUGHT YOU SAID HIGHER LIFE FORM!??!
Me: Hey its just conjecture on my part, maybe they developed space flight by accident?! I mean you're the one that actually swapped bodily fluids had a meeting of the minds, why don't you tell me?!
Its not exactly knowledge that she gained there, Ripp... More like... Your future child. ^_^ Well I guess intimate knowledge but I mean you really think it'd be that awful? Or would it just be some kind of Mary action where she talked to some guy who may or may not have been sporting feathers (FABULOUS DARLING!) saw a white light and then, TADAAAAH magically knocked up without the fun parts?
Me: Awww what's the matter honey?
Fred: I FORGOT TO ASK WHAT FORTY TWO MEANT! *weeps*
Me: Oh. Um. Look on the bright side, you've got a killer manicure?
No seriously, check out how nice those fingernails are. Rensim? Jirka? _simplyrandom ? GOOD JOB GUYS! A FREAKEN PLUS! BEAUTY SCHOOL WIN! :D :D
Fred, I know you're depressed, and confused and upset about all the anal rape etc, but please to be not neglecting your daughter? The bottle is behind you, the baby is in front of you, its a pretty simple equation to get one into the other....
Aaaaaaand...! Confirmation of pregnancy. Well, this ought to do a heck of a lot to boost her morale... ^_^;;
Fred: OH GOD! Am I pregnant with alien spawn?! What if it rips out of my chest and kills me? Maybe it's Ripp's baby after all or I just ate some wonky prawns..?
Fred's Photo: ALRIIIIIGHT!! *mega thumbs up*
The proof is in the pudding, she knows the signs, she was JUST here with Cimorene's reactions also... Ball of Stink™ seems to be a particularly full on shade of radioactive as she vomits up her breakfast... BoS? Is that really you? Or are you BoS's alien relative?
Uh... Fred's local Postman is not exactly chipper....
Postie: SCREW YOU MAIL..! NOW YOU'RE DELIVERED. D:<
Baby pop one! No dust but 100% onset of boring cotton pajamas.
Fred: OMG! I AM Pregnant..! *unexpected delight*
Fred's Cotton Pajamas: You're going to burn us now, aren't you? *pout*
Ball of Stink™: *tries to work out how to turn on the tv*
Cimorene's Nanny, employed to follow Ripp's schedule because pleasure sims make TERRIBLE parents, - should I feed the baby or juggle..? TOUGH DECISION! - rocks out without out a cock out. Which'd be all fine and dandy except its NOT. WHAT. SHE. IS. PAID. FOR. Infant care, URUNSURPRISINGLYDOINITWRONG.
YAY ITS CIMORENE'S BIRTHDAY! :D :D YAAAAAAY! And her tiny infant face is delighted and tries to mimic her Mum's facial expressions. Work that Angelina pout, baby! Time to see if she inherited her Mum's EPICALLY SIZED elf ears..! :D
Aaaaaaaaaand....! CIMORENEPLODE..! With bad hair that covers her ears. Someone might've inherited all of their father's skin, hair and eye genes but I think that face is ALLLLLLL Fred... So chances of elf ears are high!! *ANTICIPAAAATIOONNN!!!*
NUUUUUUUUUUUU!!! *poutpout* I wanted elfie ears *cry* I just guess we'll have to deal with the fact that her actual face is FREAKEN ADORABLE! *sighs*
MOAR POP!! And I think the pink baby dust has some kind of delight pheremone in it because Fred's wholly forgotten about the fact that she horizontal rhumba-ed anally a bunch of times with an alien being other than her husband until they got it right. NOW she's wholly excited about the prospect of giving birth to some alien planet's future leader/poolboy/taxpayer.
Oh. Crap. Even though both Ripp and Fred have the skills... Someone forgot to pay the bills... Repomen. Job Satisfaction. They has it.
OMG WTH THE WEDDING BARBEQUE?! So its never been used SINCE then, still, do you have absolutely no heart?! That thing is chock full of sausage tom-foolery nostalgia.
Okay fine take the damn thing, it was just clogging up the side yard anyway I wasn't planning on letting them eat that poorly ever again anyway. So REALLY you're doing a service for the family, RepoDude. Carcinogens out, organic salads in..!
TAKE THAT! NYEERRR..! etc
And now I don't even care that you're taking one of my favourite posters out of Fred's bedroom WHILE SHE SLEEPS. And you know why? Cause I get to make an incredibly HORRENDOUS pun right now:
LOOK U GUISE! THE REPO MAN TOTES JUST FACE PLANTED..!
Oh yeah, you know you loved it. Puns vs LoLcats. The epic battle rages on..!
Back in the van, RepoMan™ takes on an air of serenity.. And I'm pretty sure he's one of katu_sims 's awesome face templates. YAY! My first as far as I know confirmed sighting of one of hers in game. *does a little dance* I mixed up the templates I had so they weren't all from the one person before making this hood and I'm pretty stoked with the diversity so far. :D
WHO LET THE WOLVES OUT IN?!?! CIMORENE! RUN AWAY!! That wolf could crush your face with its mouth in seconds! ;_; FLEE TINY CHILD..! RUN LIKE THE WIND!
Cimorene: What big teeth you have..! Are you my grandmother? *critically assesses*
Some Narrator who probably isn't even an Indigenous American: And from that day forth she was known as "She who evolved from wolves, and not at all from herself" or "Romulan" for shits and giggles short.
OH MY LORDS! Cimorene could you BE more adorable?!
Out in the street early one morning, just on her way to grab a newspaper to completely ignore its tabloid journalism and make paper planes instead, Fred feels A FAMILIAR FEELING™. Without a husband near-by to unfairly wring his neck, she curses the sky in complete contradiction to the lyrics of Hendrix.
Whoa. Twins. I guess according to the Round Robin rules, that's all of the possible heirs born then... No more Ripp genes in the offing, Cimorene is ALL we get.
GOOD MORNING WORLD, MENDENBAR!! Wow, that made no grammatical sense, but whatever I made up for it in enthusiasm so you can deal. ^_^
And this little one be Daystar. Yus, both boys. And they're kinda twinnie... I'm assuming they've got all of their alien parent's genetics also cause those look suspiciously like brown eyebrows... And also, Fred has no rash-face birthmark action so we know where THAT has come from. There's FOUR PTs in that set, game. WHY YOU PICK THAT ONE!!? *sighs* Oh well... At least I can hope for elf ears...
NAKED LIVERSPOTTIAN NANNY! DO NOT WANT!
Even Ball of Stink™ is trying to escape via the lower shower head. Poor BoS™
Just in case you forgot? Cimorene = ADORABLE!
See a Daystar pick him up... All day long you'll have good luck!!
Just don't feed him to the pigeons, k, Nanny? Oh wait, that's tuppence a bag.
CARRY ON!
That profile is certainly all Fred's but those are the same pair of peepers staring back into each other. D'awwwwwwwww!! <33333333 *melts from father daughter cute*
And now a photo of Ripp: Constipated.
Uh. So Cimorene had a birthday and I forgot to screencap it. ^_^;; But she immeadiately rolled the want for a bird cage and then for a bird so I obliged. World?! Meet Kazul!
Meanwhile: Fred has formed an obsession with this jar of pencils... Around four times a day she wanders into her bedroom, looks down upon them and ponders their existence.
Fred: The truth is that everyone is bored, and devotes themself to cultivating habits. I see the pencils, but do they see me? Must I habitually check to make sure they exist? If I am not here to see them will they disappear? What if I need a pencil later but I have not checked upon them often enough and thusly they have ceased to exist?
Me: Honey, you have kids and stuff, there's perfectly lovely mugs you could be juggling in the kitchen right now...
Fred: WHAT IF I AM THE CONSTRUCT AND IF THE PENCILS DON'T SEE ME THEN I WILL FAIL TO EXIST!? THEN WHO WILL THINK OF THE CHILDREN?!
Me: *headdesk*
I don't know if its a problem with the bird, or a glitch with the lot or if the SUPER AWESOME Wood for Sims cage that did it but KAZUL. WILL. NOT. STOP. EATING.
Cimorene fills her dish, goes and has a shower, Kazul DEMANDS THAT SHE IS STARVING and needs her dish refilled. Cimorene eats a piece of toast, Kazul DEMANDS THAT SHE IS STARVING and needs her dish refilled.
Seriously the darn bird goes perhaps two hours, not even, and she's squawking her face off about neglect and that she'll call the authorities and write stern letters to her mp if she doesn't get fed toot sweet.
And then she's got this magical parlour trick... Where she can just GROW bird seed and fling it about her body all over the floor like edible fireworks. It pleases Ripp NO END but he's a damn Pleasure sim (you know I just randomly rolled that when I made him in this hood in CAS -- what's Ripp normally? Romance? Popularity?) so walking on carpet in his bare feet makes Ripp pleased. Not that that's not ADORABLE. Its just that it doesn't condone Kazul's constant eating and then exuding of her foodstuffs...
Cimorene's look wasn't doing her justice. MAKEOVER TIME! :D
*pinches her pink little cheeks*
ITS BIRTHDAY TIME! And you know what that means?!
Yes..! YOU GUESSED IT: IMPOSSIBLE HANDS!
Oh wait, what, you didn't guess that?! WELL THAT'S WHAT YOU GOT! Hope you're happy cause Daystar CLEARLY is. He got all dressed up in an 80stastic tuxedo and everything just to see his Step-Father perform amazing acts of contortionism..!
Sour Bottle, Sour Bottle, Sour Mendenbar, DAYSTAR! :D
Woot! Mendenbar explodes and he's FABULOUS. Liberace WOULD be proud.
Mendenbar is pissed that his mother didn't go to the same kind of extremes for his age transition, however and so thusly performs magical acts of mysterious mystery on his own appendages.
Mendenbar: MOOTHERRRRRRR. I AM DISPLEASED. TALK TO THE LACK OF HAND.
Fred: OH LAWDS TAKE HIM BACK, I'VE GOT A DEFECTIVE BABY!
Phew alright, bear suit makes it better. Mendenbar, he's the happiest little furry half-alien-half-elf you ever did see. Even with his mother's questionably too-thematic cot she's chosen to purchase for him. Honestly, Fred, he's already a potential Mary-Sue's wet dream, did you have to go all the way with the stars and moons?
Daystar: BEHOLD! I HAVE AVOIDED THE STAR AND MOON TRAP! INSTEAD I AM A HAPPY CHILD OF ATLANTIS AND POSSIBLY-HARVARD! FEAR MY POSSIBLY WATERLOGGED FUR-CLAD FIST!!!!!! *toddles off to eat ivy*
So, I'm guessing Cimorene's LTW is going to be to reach the top of the show business career track. HER MUFFINS! THEY'RE BURNING!!!!!
Too many people in the house now, the foot traffic to the tiny tiny bathroom is getting a bit ridiculous and thusly I bring you Fred's makeshift solution: LE PORTALOO! :D
Guaranteed to expel many a toxic chemical in the general direction of the tiny, developing minds of your growing Mary-Sues.
Nanny? Kazul, though captivating I'll grant you, is not a baby nor is she a young child.
DO. YOUR. JOB. >_>;;
YOU'RE IN HER TINY CLUTCHES NOW, PIXELLATED FLUTTERBYES!!
WHAT HORRID FATE AWAITS THEIR SHORT LIVES?!?!
WHAT DIABOLICAL SCHEMES?! WHAT PLOTS DOES SHE HAVE IN STORE?!
I think she just went "LOL ORANGE" and then let them all go, actually... xD
A community service announcement. Dolphins are not your friends. You may think they are beautiful mammals, but they gang rape each other. So do not trust them..!
LOOK WHAT THIS ONE HAS DONE TO OUR TINY HEROINE!! AND HE IS PLEASED!
Darling I know you're not half-alien like your little brothers, but its not reason to seek out the stars in ways that involve dolphins. They are TRICKSEY beasts and will stop at nothing to get what they want. Just think of Flipper? Damn bottlenose constantly wanted people to drop EVERYTHING and come rescue the bay every three seconds from people who wouldn't even bother with the damn bay if Flipper wasn't there giving them the shits in the first place >_>;;;
That's right my little precious one, you get those stars out. Better out than in, especially when they've been induced by such a nefarious source..! *huggles*
Cimorene: *pukes her guts up all over the back lawn*
Dolphin Ride: *bes pleased that his work here is done*
Daystar: OOOH LOOK! CLADDING!
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