Previously on the Moore Round Robin:
Generation 1 (
simmericangirl)
1.1 |
1.2 |
1.3 |
1.4 |
1.5 |
Poll Generation 2 (
l-amanda)
2.1 |
2.2 |
2.3 |
2.4 |
2.5 |
Poll Generation 3 (
simsforaranya)
3.1 |
3.2 |
3.3 (+Poll) Generation 4 (me!)
4.1 |
4.2 |
4.3 | 4.4
I meant to have this up like Friday or some shit, but I could not write anything! So horrible. Anyway, here we go, not too much delayed.
Last time, Dante and Miranda finally got married, and then left Kay home with the five children so they could have a honeymoon. They must have had a wonderful time, because soon after, Miranda was pregnant with the sixth (and final) baby of this generation. Meanwhile, the boys were having such an awful time at public school, plans were made to get them into private school on the triplets' birthday. (Five kids in for the price of two!) Arthnír and Brannion got to spend some quality time with their maternal grandmother, Sophie Charvat (née Deline). Kay tried to get back into the swing of things with Dante but, because he was married, he would not have sex with her. (Repeatedly jumping into bed wearing merely his briefs? Perfectly Acceptable.) Kay finally found a job in her LTW career, Slacker, and Miranda gave birth to a daughter, Faelní. A nanny came to neglect the infant, and then the twins became teenagers. Arthnír rolled Grilled Cheese with a LTW to...eat 200 grilled cheese sandwiches, and Brannion rolled Romance, with an LTW to top the Artist career (just like his mother). Faelní became a toddler with elf ears and family resemblance to be determined.
To be honest, I find all this filial harmony to be completely unrealistic!
Dante's neat points have definitely passed on--I rarely even miss a maid in this household. Which is good--they still owe the bank money for that house!
These two aren't even really fighting over the computer.
And these tw--whaaaaaa?
Arthnír, this woman changed your diapers!
To be honest, I'm really not comfortable with this. Maybe if you were at least out of college...
Good to know Kay has some scruples.
Meanwhile, Brannion gets stuck in caretaker duty.
He doesn't seem to mind too much...and Faelní's pretty even-tempered, and cute to boot, so who would?
If you wonder why Brannion got stuck, it's because Miranda's railroaded into amusing Kay's kids.
I think Miranda's actually become Daeiel's ultimate female role model/worshipped best friend thing now.
Miraaaaanda, will you go out and play with me again?
Dae, I played with you all morning. I'd like to watch the game now.
Kay should have some business sense...having been some high-rolling exec and all.
So...is that like "a sim day that is really like a sim year"'s worth of pay, or literally a sim week which is like five years' worth of pay?
Either way, household funds are at zip.
I suspect Arthnír is only doing this so Brannion's earlier deeds don't make him look bad.
It's good to know Kay's kids love her unconditionally, even though her goal in life is to basically be Paris Hilton.
So, Kay, what do you think of the dinner I made? Isn't grilled cheese the absolute best food in the world?
Um...it's nice, Art. I guess.
Faelní gets the privilege of being the only toddler in the house, which makes her more of a cute squeeable thing than a nuisance.
I can't stand this! Things are breaking! The pressure to be happy and smile all the time at work and home! No money!
Well thankfully for you, after you cost all of our savings, the other adults in the home brought home paychecks, so we can afford to hire a repairman.
...drama whore.
Okay, this was completely autonomous. It was very cute.
Although the toddler zone is the second floor in this house, so I then had someone haul her back up to the nursery area of the girls' room.
You know, Kay, I would think the little cute thing with the sway-y ponytail would be more interesting than the rain, but that's just me.
Miranda, I trust in your abilities.
STUPID MISOGYNISTIC COMIC BOOK GEEKS!
Sorry, guys.
This was timed absolutely perfectly. Kay's taking off to work just as the boys are coming in through the door. (Otherwise, we'd have had to leave Faelní in the suspect hands of the neglectful nanny once more.)
Maybe this time around, Kay will actually make us money!
I figure Mr. Romance sim needs to meet some girls he finds interesting. Here's a Rikku Cosplayer.
Aaaand the triplets have great fun bringing home the Deline alien triplets.
One of the girls (Élchiril, I think) desperately wanted to invite over Delilah Deline, who'd became her good friend back when she was a child, and Delilah wanted to bring a friend. I was assuming this would be someone that would make sense, like her brother Dirk, but no, it's her grandmother Kati.
Delilah is finding great joy in kicky ball, but has no chemistry with either of the boys. Which is good, because their mother Miranda is technically Delilah's first cousin.
Oh good, we'll be able to make the next automatically deducted mortgage payment.
Well, my birthday is tomorrow, so I don't think I should play kiddy games any more.
You should enjoy the rest of your childhood, Élchiril. You only get one!
The teens ignore Dante as he returns from work to lecture in his mirror.
I have a very important job, and I come home to a bunch of kids kicking a beaded bag around in my bedroom. Where I deserve privacy! I am protecting their lives and livelihood and I can't even get a brief post-work nap in!
Dante, I don't think they're paying you any attention.
Daeiel, stop that now! Someone's going to have to clean that mess up when you're done!
Weeeee!
Some things never change.
Kay's home, and she's brought a guest!
Zuri Deline, making this day officially ridiculous.
Here you go! I figured since we're cousins, a gift might be appropriate.
What...is it?
You see...Miranda earned her career reward with her promotion.
The Delines get like a whole generation and a half to enjoy having the camera reward!
But I want to splash!
...no. Now go away.
You know...you can't just keep hopping into bed for underwear chats with every male member of this household. Especially since the only one left after this is Caranír, and that would be all sorts of fucked up.
...I don't know whether to be more relieved or revolted that the deal is actually being sealed this time. At least Brannion's just an ass-seeking Romance sim when all's said and done.
Wow...I never imagined I woul--well, I suppose I imagined losing my virginity to Kay, but I never thought it would actually happen!
This is the woman that moved in after you were born, mostly to bang your dad.
Yep, late baby is spoiled.
Arthnír is continuing to be a terrible neat freak.
Both Kati and Zuri eschew the actual people they were supposedly socializing with to play chess with each other.
At least...she's not doing this in winter, but when it's still fall?
Thanks for the chore-help, Delilah. If only you'd do it at home...
...I just realized that they don't really have many trees at their house. Oops.
The beginning of the downward spiral of Arthnír and Brannion's relationship.
What the hell? All I want to do is get ready for school, but you have to slap me in the face with a goddamn pillow. What the fuck is your dysfunction?
Um...it was supposed to be fun?
Fuck you!
...oookay?
Fun fact, at the end of this update their relationship was like -30/-5, and they had gotten along before this, I thought. (We opened here with their pillowfighting!)
Mommy, I know why we all live with Dante and Miranda! It's not about saving money like you all say...we're all a family!
Miranda stops mid-chew.
Hmm...really.
Dante stares at his plate, willing his wife not to notice that the child next to him inherited his nose, chin, and ears. Oh, and his EYE COLOR.
Kay's better than all of them. If only she wasn't like desperately hanging around, banging Dante's son.
She brought home this guy from work. He'd be kinda cute, if he didn't have that desperately crazy janitorial look about him.
I can't believe Arthnír won't talk to me any more. Hate him.
The triplets probably won't be talking to you once they're twins, either, Aurora. Better hope you get to age up soon, eh?
And just like that, we're up to FIVE teenagers under this roof.
I'm still in my uniform...let go...
I bet Él would think this is hilarious!
The noogie itself, or your tanking relationship with your twin?
I think this is the first Family sim in the history of the world to want to be a professional party guest. This is all Kay's fault--LTW Sanity includes wanting to make a ~legacy~ of family careers.
Other two's Aspirations and LTW. Funny Daeiel's the Romance sim after the dinner discussion.
Caranír. Now that I've got his face/hair balanced out and he's grown a bit, I think he looks a helluva lot like Dante.
I tried to make Daeiel sufficiently Romance-y, but she strikes me as CLASSY.
I honestly find Élchiril the most interesting looking of the triplets, the strange juxtaposition of her LTW and aspiration, plus her age-up outfit...I kept it and gave her a party-er look.
Orientations for the triplets.
Faelní is always sharing her birthday, poor thing!
She aged up into the tomboyish outfit that was seasonally appropriate, so I rolled with the tomboy thing. I think she's got her dad's lower face, Miranda's full lips and upper face.
NO MORE BABY SHIT. HOORAY
This is the compromise between two teen girls and one little girl.
Don't you dare think of taking after your half-brothers, in reverse, Caranír.
You know, Daeiel is annoying with all her sweetness act.
Great, we've got a nonconformist on our hands. Down with the establishment? Hate the preps?
At least Él won't be throwing away her future on a gas station attendant.
Oh! I hope he notices how short my skirt is. Let me jump!
...from the waist up, you're quite conservative, he probably won't notice, especially if you duck like that.
I can't believe he didn't even notice!
Calm down. I'm sure the schoolgirl outfit will work out for you once you actually make it to school.
I get to make my bed!
Yeah, that's so hardcore, Él.
Brannion thinks he's hot shit now that he's banged Kay. Greeeeaaaat...we need overinflated egos around here.
Okay, now I'm just going to leave the lameness in this room and escape while I can.
I'm just trying to pick up tips. Heaving bosoms and manrods and what-have-you.
I'm just going to leave the lameness in this room and escape while I can.
This is the first time Miranda has ever had a career outfit, which amuses me.
I'd feel sorry for Faelní, her burnt muffin, and her hand-me-down pajamas...
...if there hadn't been a steaming platter of blueberry pancakes downstairs.
I think it's time you get over Dante.
And while you're at it, you should probably get over Brannion.
Well, now I'm just bored.
Well, Dante actually needs to skill to get promoted in his career, and has productive things to do with his time.
Wait, where's her brother? He's hot!
I thought you were like best friends with Delilah.
...but her brother...
Townie boy walking by takes a minute to pretend this is his ~harem~.
Pretend being the key word. They don't even know he's there.
So...I guess it's time to declare Arthnír the boring one, eh?
I am still popular!
Yeah, Faelní apparently can't stop the Deline Gen 9 love.
I think pink looks nice on you. Very flattering, since your skin is pale and it's a warm color.
Um, thanks, Art...
Girls, I don't think pillowfighting in schoolgirl uniforms will leave the best impression on the headmast...
On second thought, carry on. Just in case.
Meanwhile, two hours after the first pic...
I guess what I'm trying to say is that...I just really like and respect you as a person, Kay.
That's wonderful, but I have an important dinner to attend with the headmaster now, so we might as well get up.
If I hadn't already rolled and displayed his orientation, I'd be wondering if Arthnír hadn't been gay right about now.
Well, hello, sir!
...hello.
Don't hit on your principal, Daeiel.
If it gets me in, I don't care!
There's not going to be any issue with that. HHHE thinks Kay is very attractive.
After Daeiel nearly schmoozed HHHE's pants off, he comes to thank KAY for the wonderful time (and to welcome Faelní to the school, blah blah).
I mean, I guess Kay is partially responsible for Daeiel existing, but...all those schmooze points came from your indecent imagination, HHHE!
And the puddle hopping horror finally becomes responsible for her own horrible messes.
Why did Dante serve us charcoal for breakfast?
To be honest, I don't know how he managed to screw up a meal he prepares just about daily that badly.
It looks like Caranír has scored a bit of attention from Delilah. For those of you who don't have the terrible web of interrelation handy, these two aren't actually related, so I don't mind that much. I guess.
...though, apparently, Caranír minds.
Come on. I think you're just here because you couldn't get Arthnír or Brannion.
Well, to be fair, they're both busy either fucking or trying to fuck your mother...
She's just insatiable.
Now she wants the school bus driver.
This is solely here so we can appreciate Miranda's fierce expression and ponytail swing.
...I'm glad you decided to share that with us Faelní, Perseid.
I've decided that I can't be friends with anyone who's a jerk to someone just because of who their other friends are!
You'd think she'd take a potshot over how Caranír looks shirtless...then again, I guess she liked him like that?
It's really good to know that Faelní is also incapable of making friends that don't live two houses down the street, just like her siblings.
When you think about it, a violin is just like a visual metaphor for MAD CURVES.
You are so right!
...wait, what?
I don't know if I should be proud of Brannion's success or disappointed in Kay's failure.
Hello, we both think that Daeiel Moore is the most annoying person to ever live!
I concur!
What are you two, like five years old?
They apparently objected to Daeiel's choice of bathing, a floor up.
Mmm...bubbles!
Arthnír and his noogies continue their reign of terror.
I want to just rock out sometimes, you know?
Dirk's coming over to see me!
*checks chart*
Well, I guess since you aren't related...
Your sister can be quite annoying...
...half-sister. Never imply that we share any more DNA than we actually do.
Geez, I thought you liked Aurora!
This here, is when the Moores finally paid off their mortgage.
DEBT-FREE LIVING, WOOT
Okay, they're both related to you, but not to each other, and staring at them swapping spit is creepier than anything they could do to each other.
Also, you get into bed mostly naked with her mom. Dude.
Go away.
They're progressing nicely, and it's a cute little childhood friend becoming more story, so I figure...
Let's do something about Él, so she's not totally jealous of her sister.
OH YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.
Highest match of the neighborhood. In case you didn't realize, this is Michael Charvat.
Otherwise known as MIRANDA'S BROTHER. I mean, okay, no relation to Élchiril, but for god's sake.
NEW TITLE
MOORE ROUND ROBIN, EPISODE EVERYONE FUCKS EVERYBODY
...and Caranír gets buff.
Who knew a first kiss could be so annoying?
Daeiel and Dirk seem to be acting more meant-to-be about this, what with the autonomous banging and making out all over the house and--
I don't like this! The public displaying of affection...and aren't they, like, related or something?
YOUR GENES. YOUR BEHAVIOR. LED TO THIS.
ALL OF THIS IS YOUR FAULT DANTE
ALL OF THIS
At least Daeiel and Dirk aren't really exclusive-type personalities. So, when Daeiel gets the opportunity to "meet" the grocery delivery guy, I have her jump at it.
Because all of the NPCs in Brazen Meadows are hot. Even the delivery boys. Especially the delivery boys.
I don't want to see this!
It's just innocent pillowfighting.
Pillowfighting is why Brannion hates me now!
Well, you can come back from -30 relationship. I think.
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I'm pretty sure that I'm going to make the next update the last update. We'll see how long of a teenhood Faelní gets before I get sick of teenagers. The teen age is inordinately long. I've already got the kids all packed up, two versions, one with their genetics, and one with equivalent default genetics.
Oh, and that means next time there will be voting and there will be passing of the torch(holder)!
I also think that now since their lives seem to be way too damn connected with the Delines that in an alternate timeline, I will send them off to be YAs at Académie Le Tour. Absolutely no actual intermarrying, though. *glares at sims* Now behave.