Peregrine 1.4: I'm having a heart attack
Thie time: 112 images, because I want Gen 1 to move on, already. Also, I've converted to jpg because my bandwidth = 2GB in one day = sad. I tried to maintain a balance between pretty and small.
It's still Data's birthday party, and Demo is using the opportunity to get some more suckers to agree to technology not sucking. She's kind of piss poor at it.
For instance, calling someone a llama is not the best way to accomplish one's goals. Except that it works. So... maybe.
Here's another look at Data; I think I got used to the weird toddler face wih Tiberius because he's practically cute.
Like most toddlers, he gets most of his nutrition from those magic crack blocks.
And is terrified of strangers in the window. Even in rooms with no eye-level windows.
Jean-Luc brings this kid home from school; he interacts with no one, listens to the music box for several hours, and then runs off after curfew.
Also he APPARENTLY judges my gingham. Ahem.
D..demo that is not how to properly check the stove. You will burn yourself.
Did I mention that kid played with the music box? Now they know it's there and sort of horde around it a lot.
Demo: Do you smell something?
Jean-Luc: Yes, I believe it's your shoes. You've been wearing them for years.
Well at least we know why she always makes that face, then.
Jean-Luc: Invisible chess partner, I will conquer you!
Again, he is always talking in Patrick Stewart's voice in my head.
I caved and bought this thing. Maybe I bought it last update. Anyway, Tiberius loves it and so Lenny spends a lot of time awkwardly hanging out behind her, waiting to talk.
Huzzah! Guess what career level she's at, though. It is still one.
I like to call this: Data smells so bad Jean-Luc can't even sleep in the same room.
This face says it all.
Tiberius: Where is Dad, to make them move because I need THIS chair to do homework. THIS one. The one next to it is not good. No.
Anyway, I decided to go back out on the town for another round of "really guys just because I've blown up half the town doesn't mean technology is bad!"
But instead Demo compares this woman (?) to Tiberius. Ouch.
WoMan: Yeah, I may be fugly but at least I'm not lame.
Here, Data stares at someone's boobs for the first time.
Another after school friend, and this one interacts with people, but... well. He is the baby hater.
Janeway: YES. I FIND THAT FUNNY. HA. HA. HA!
Demo: Okay! Household! Do not move these books! I put them *right here* and if you move them I will be very upset! Is anyone listening!
Some mother-son bonding and then:
Yes! Teenagers! One stage to YA!
Birthday time, but then I get this notification. Buh?
Extra. Extra buh. "Man I am tired of the corporate ladder. I'd love to clean dishes, though!"
Demo lets Lenny know how she feels about his "awesome new culinary career".
Then I force her to do some laundry because DAMN.
Demo: I'll just fill it up until I can't smell the socks. No need to measure. Or look.
Cake!
Demo: Oh GOD Cake!
Yep, we're really pumped for puberty, here.
Child one! Jean-Luc: a good blend of parents, I think.
And of course as soon as he's a teenager he's voracious and rude.
Janeway: Um, it is my turn now. I cheered for you. Jean-Luc.
Tiberius: Yay, birthday, but, move, because cake.
... what.
Oh thank God. Again, though. Clone much?
Tiberius actually canceled her cake interaction. P.S. I am very glad anyone can click on the cake, because it makes the ISBI quite nice.
Tiberius: Yes, cake, it is my third birthday. But I will be a teenager! I will look SO COOL and everyone will finally stop using me as an insult.
Demo: *intense*
Yep. Excited! And hey, weird faces age up pretty.
Well, that's not so..
Um, Camera?
... it's the lighting.
It is not the lighting.
Well, I guess she's lived hard. Doing homework. Play that damned Gnubble or Grubble or BubbleFace game.
Not to mention all the chain smoking.
Makeovers and, because I remembered and it's important today! Traits!
This was the formal outfit she grew into. I very nearly left it.
Seriously I did what I could. Everything makes her look like one of those 45 year olds who still hasn't caught on that they're not a teenager any more.
Tiberius: Now, cake. We have an APPOINTMENT.
Demo: Sure would be nice if someone would CLEAN THE DISHES.
Demo: You know! The dirty ones?
(Jean-Luc: Don't worry, Tiberius. I'm sure you can still get a desk job.)
Janeway: *is a lady*
Um. Um, please don't. With your face. Please?
You know what? Nevermind. The poo smell face is much better.
Data: I'm looking much better now, aren't I?
Here have some clone Janeway spam.
Janeway: So if I make faces, I can be heir anyway, right?
Jean-Luc will not be outdone. He is SRS, do not forget.
So very serious.
And Tiberius exists.
Data's practicing faces for later.
So I love that my Sims can autonomously go to someone else's house.
Not, however, enough to take pictures while they are there.
Tiberius also visited someone. Someone who clearly lives in some kind of crazy underground facility. How is this residential?
Janeway shows up her mother during a tutoring session, of all times.
As though a beacon went off in her head, Tiberius, across town, starts working on her own logic skill.
Oh also this is the only other Sim I saw in the entire gigantic house.
Demo takes a break from chess to learn about the universe.
She is grossly under-rewarded for her efforts. Also: I am a nerd.
Geeze, Demo, it's just a bad screencap.
Demo: I see me, in the bed. But I am also here. *boggles*
Jean-Luc is I guess not the nice one here, so is not afraid to mock his mother.
Jean-Luc: You know, mother, they sell books that would teach you to do this.
That's just going to make a mess!
Somehow, she gets it from cutting board to stove... but still burns the pancake. And looks pleased.
Oh look these two are still also part of the family I guess.
Among everything else, Jean-Luc disapproves of Data's desire to pounce upon his teddy bear and figure out what makes it live. You silly android you.
I don't know, I just went outside and this was happening.
Jean-Luc: So you see, father, the Mona Lisa really is technically superior to other works of it's time.
Lenny: My kid is kind of a smug asshole.
Yes! Birthday!
So of course we need to get in some skill book reading, so that maybe, just maybe, he'll be obsessed with something besides blocks.
Janeway gets the reward for first Sim to the guitar, and I'm pretty sure only puts it down to not starve to death.
Meanwhile, Tiberius has apparently seen a mirror and is trying to win Heir points.
I get bored and start looking for things for Demo to blow up. And this was pretty (and just scenery).
So I figure we'll go to the other junkyard. Look at that beautiful gleam, begging to be ruined.
KAPOW!
ka...pow? (see teaser)
Yeah, that's right. We don't care how much we destroy. We're here to get scrap and we mean business!
I just wanted to show that even the furniture exploded. From one detonation.
Oh, what's this? A leetle bug?
Demo: Dear God it bit me!
Demo: well I'll just try again.
Demo: Son of a! OW!
That's right, Tiberius. Do the dishes. Allll of them.
Another inappropriately placed pow-wow. Notice Janeway's vapid expression.
And back out to whatever this is a Sim version of.
Lenny: So, even though I am totally awesome at cleaning dishes, she doesn't appreciate it! Says I made a fantastic politician.
Er, maybe not the best person to gripe at there, Lenny.
But then she does seem fascinated by everything you do, so.
(bunny photo bomb?)
I realize this is hard to see, but Jean-Luc is not the best at sports.
Now: Birthday! Please note Data's position in the next three images:
Way to be an animate object, there.
Data: Haha, what, I'm not a robot shut up.
Data: And if you tell anyone otherwise, I'll come while you're sleeping!
BLINDING US WITH SCIENCE!
Those are... traits that make a difference. But look at his nerd glasses. I love them.
All four children in one place?
Tiberius: So, cake, we meet again!
And that's that. This update I am asking for opinions/votes on heir. I realize that Data isn't even a teenager and nobody is an adult, but I don't want to have to stop or wait later. Consider it a bit of mystery. Will the chosen heir grow up with a reasonable set of genetics? Will we end up with a loathed trait? Who knows! But please comment with your thoughts/vote. And right now I have no preference for winner. Thanks!