Round Robin X: Generation 2.2
At the conclusion of our last update we met the second generation's first whiny meat bag - Molly!
For the time being, Matthew(by alleliua) acts as the primary diaper duty technician.
As you can see, Jay is already preoccupied with her second pregnancy.
Jay and Matthew simultaneously rolled the want to study parenting.
Jay: Whaaa? You mean, you're not supposed to let your child wander around a zombie-ridden farm with nothing but a cowboy hat???
Waddle, waddle, waddle...
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Molly: I don't want to seem like an ingrate or anything, but OMG.NO.STAP.
Don't think we haven't noticed your enthusiasm in games... B|
Thanks for that little in-game reminder of how creepy you are, EA.
Matthew dreams of knitting, because he is adorable.
Jay, on the other hand, gets a sunburn... in her sleep... somehow.
Lady in Green Dress: Well, it looks like Mr. ShoulderPads is in the news again. Hooray...
Jay: That Captain Crunch was so good and now it's all gone. I'm so saaaadd ommmmmgg....
While Jay mourned the loss of her beloved cereal, Molly grew up into a cheeky little beastie!
Molly: *putters around srsly*
Toot toot. Make way for the potty training train.
Jay: I... really gotta pee.
Matthew: Um, is the dislocation of your arm really a necessity, though?
Jay: Do not question my judgement. D:<
Jay: Actually, maybe I don't need to...
Or maybe...
Okay, well... I hope you're happy.
Molly: I neeeeeed some hugs!
HugLyfe :D
Jay: Oh bother.
She probably needs some hugs right about now.
Jay: I am not having any fun!! D:
Jay: aajkhksf;laskl;dfkg;fglhfgl!! DDDDDDDDDDDDD:
Jay: Ffffuuuuuuuuuuuuu...
Molly: I had worked for nearly two years, for the sole purpose of infusing life into an inanimate body. For this I deprived myself of rest and health. I had desired it with an ardour that far exceeded moderation; but now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream had vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart.
Matthew: *hates nothing with a fiery, burning passion*
Jay: My lumps are at it again!
Jay: Arrghhh! Not another one!
This little fellow was named Leopold after the protagonist in Joyce's Ulysses.
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Hello, Matthew! Do you remember us?! We're your needybitches friends!
Jay mourns for her loss of bladder control.
Molly: Hooray! I finally get to spend time with my mother!
Jay: Everythingstillsucks!!! DDD:
Matthew is still a very attentive, wonderful fellow.
This has been a reminder.
Jay didn't need a reminder, apparently.
As a deeply devoted member of the cult of carbs, this sight pleases me.
I don't believe I ever showed a proper picture of Leopold, so here you go. He has brown hair and his father's eyes.
Molly: Helllooooo! I depend upon you! Please assist me!
Molly: Please. Assist. Me. ;~;
Molly: Success!
Sorcery!
Well, at least she's keeping an eye on him?
Oh, hell.
Jay: Fuck it. I'm drinking from a big ol' can.
The Aftermath
Like Mother, like daughter?
Return of the passive aggressive needy bitches.
Facts: I am lousy at answering sim phones. I am also lousy at answering real phones. I wish I could just write letters.
I still can't believe that someone at Maxis decided birthdays should be celebrated via throwing babies in the air.
Leopold grew a bitchy face. I am rather pleased about this, although I'm not entirely sure why.
Molly also managed to grow up, but I failed to take a picture because...
A) I am a jerk
B) I am a forgetful jerk
You decide!