Fyrtiotre.
So, after finding the hetalia_sims community and LOLing long and hard at their awesome, I decided to show off my Sims 2 endeavours as well. They're not many, and they're not that epic, but ohgod did I have fun.
For now I only have four households:
Phoenix Wright - Ace Attorney series
Miles Edgeworth and his dog Pesu - Ace Attorney Series
Bakura Ryou and YamiBakura - Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters
Sweden, Finland, Denmark, Norway and Iceland - Axis Powers Hetalia
So for today, let's leap into the Nordics household! Yeehaw!
Rating: T for Teen.
Characters: Sweden, Finland, Denmark, Norway and Iceland. Also a guest appearance by Edgeworth.
Pairings: Nothing spectacular, but some Sweden/Finland with hints of Norway/Denmark and Denmark/Iceland sprinkled here and there.
Warnings: Mild language on my part and sexually scented hinting, but I think that's about it.
Disclaimer: None of this belongs to me. I mean, I didn't make the game or Hetalia or anything like that.
Summary: Iceland erupts, Finland gets into a steamy situation, Sweden panics, Denmark gets raped kills a fish and Norway practices his rapping.
This is picture-heavy. Slow connections beware!
So, finally the poor boys have a home! And it's not even finished yet. At first I didn't even bother giving them lights in every room. You will notice furniture appearing, disappearing and re-appearing. Also walls move and trees grow to massive size in a matter of minutes. But on to our residents!
...So, they're just sitting down for their first lunch together and Denmark's already in his underwear. We're off to a good start.
After wolfing down his sandwhich, Denmark's off to explore the house! Sweden, Finland and Norway are all just a bit too distracted by Denmark's speedo-clad tush to finish their lunch anytime soon. Iceland doesn't seem to care, happily chatting away about Björk or whatever.
Denmark or no Denmark, Iceland is still happily chatting away. Is he talking about kissing? Or does that mean romance in general? The other three seem as clueless as me about the icelandic language. Really, we scandinavians have no clue about what those island-folk are saying.
After lunch, they all settle down to watch TV together.
...and Iceland seems happy about not being able to see the TV at all. Yes Sweden, that's your bottom Iceland's grinning about. And you're smug about it. Did you forget about your wife? Moving on...
For dinner we get pasta with tomato sauce and meatballs! Courtesy of Lady and the Tramp Italy Norway! Yum~
And Norway starts bragging about how rich he is. Bragging's not a very good way to make friends.
OM NOM NOM. Food flying in all directions, splattering Iceland and Norway! And... none of them are the least bit upset. I suppose they're used to Denmark being Denmark already.
Norway discusses the deep subject of l'amour with Sweden. The first thing that pops into Iceland's mind is Denmark. Either the entire subject is lost in translation, or Iceland's actually attracted to Denmark. I'm not sure which option makes the most sense.
Denmark's the first one to finish his meal again. Also Sweden and Iceland are the last ones to finish their meal, again.
Sweden, your wife is getting his ass handed to him. He's being owned. Norway's assaulting him and he doesn't have the power to defend himself. DO SOMETHING. Don't just sit there. Don't explain the afterlife to him, he's not dead yet!
See, now he's hurt and he hates you.
Sweden sucks at being a loving husband. The next day he doesn't even try to mend things with Finland, nope. First activity of the morning must be topless dancing~! Oh, and he fails at dancing too.
It's a very very angry dance he's dancing. Norway finds endless amusement in the amount of fail that Sweden's radiating.
I don't think he even realizes he's being seen doing that.
Meanwhile, Iceland was making breakfast for everyone. Let's leave Sweden's Saturday Nightmare Fever and go see how Iceland's doi-- HOSHIT HE MADE THE KITCHEN ERUPT.
How hard can it be to make pancakes?!
...And Ice, being so used to his volcanoes, thinks nothing of this tiny spark and calmly walks away.
Hey, don't just leave it like that! Take some responsibility for your senseless inferno!
And then everyone in the household rushes to the kitchen, in order to panic at the fire. Yeah, that'll put it out...
And Finland's still sound asleep while this chaos goes on around downstairs.
After the fire brigade left, Sweden, Denmark and Norway all decide that they need a bath this instant. So they ignore the fact that we have several bathrooms in the house and race towards the same bathtub. Denmark gets there first by a photo finish and wastes no time getting in.
...AND THEN THIS HAPPENS. NORWAY ARE YOU ASSRAPING HIM. THAT'S HARDLY FAIR AS PAYBACK FOR SOMETHING AS TRIVIAL AS STEALING YOUR BATHTUB.
AND YOU'RE MAKING SWEDEN WATCH THIS.
Denmark doesn't seem the least bit bothered though. In fact, he seems happy and celebrates by bustin' a few moves in the livingroom.
Sweden, don't get so cocky, you did much worse just this morning.
When the house finally quiets down, Sweden and Finland can spend some quality time, just chilling out. Finland brings up the subject of... tying the knot?! Does this mean Sweden's managed to do something right after all?
But Sweden is unimpressed. And grumpy. Trust him to ruin his big chance of getting anywhere with his imaginary relationship.
Iceland, dreamwing of himself. Hey, at least it's not Denmark.
Yes, I know, Sweden and Finland doesn't even have any wallpaper. orz
While Sweden's kissing someone in his sleep. Probably Finland. Well, at least he can dream, because I don't think he has any chances of getting anywhere for real with his wife anytime soon...
Denmark lives his life according to his own pace and will not go out of his way for anyone else unless he's absolutely required to.
Which includes that he won't even be bothered to shut the door behind him when taking a piss. And this only serves to further nurture Iceland's obsession with him.
Later, Iceland tries to teach the household's only unemployed freeloaders Sweden and Finland how to not fail at dancing. It actually goes pretty well!
Shake that tush, roll those hips, oh yeah!
Denmark thinks he's already awesome at dancing, so he spends his day fishing in their pond instead.
And after four hours, he finally got one fish and then promptly gave it up and started doing something else.
After a quick dip in the hot tub, Denmark and Sweden go inside to have some dinner along with a workmate of Norway's.
It's Edgeworth! And he's quite distressed over... ... ...okay I have no idea what that image is supposed to depict. I love how the nations' lack of clothes doesn't bother him in the least.
Edgeworth left after dinner, and he seems to have brought the household's remaining common sense with him.
Norway, in a desperate attempt to attract attention, starts rapping in the middle of the livingroom.
And he's being thoroughly ignored.
...but not for long. Denmark has to be Denmark, after all.
Hell yeah, rap-off! And so, Finland is stuck on the sofa, forced to watch the Scandinavian version of 8 Mile.
Iceland's being late. They've already finished by the time he gets around to watch the freakshow.
And what a greeting. Denmark finds Iceland repulsive, he cannot stand his presence, he even gets sick! Damn you Denmark, how can you break your fangirl's stalker's heart like that?!
With Iceland gone sulking to work, the Scandinavian nations decide to bond in the hot tub.
And he-he-heeyy~! Finland likes what he sees there!
...too bad Sweden, as usual, won't take any notice.
Actually, later, they became best friends by splashing water at each other repeatedly. Wow, what a close, deep bond.
Later that night.
After some exercise, Norway's randomly staring at Sweden again. He seems to enjoy that, it must be a hobby of his. Sweden... wants babies? Sorry, but none of England's rejects up for sale on eBay tonight. Maybe some other time.
Aaaww~! See, that's how you should approach Finland. Now try to learn from your experiences.
There's an Iceland's in your livingroom, watching your hugs.
Later, Iceland tries to polish up his nonexistant guitar-playing skills.
He sure seems to be enjoying himself. The most amusing part is the various feedback he gets from his roomies. Except Denmark, who managed to sleep despite all the noise so close to his room...
Finland doesn't beat around the bush. He only says what everyone else're thinking:
"That's horrible!"
Well, yeah, Iceland had never touched a guitar until fifteen minutes ago...
Sweden's wearing his sceptical face. And he's being... very swedish in his critique:
"Well, it's not amazing. I mean, there are a lot of points that could be improved. B-But it's not bad! Not exactly bad, but..."
...Yeah, we're either too polite for our own good, or too wimpy to just say what we think if we think it might cause a confrontation.
And Norway just nods and smiles weakly. He has a soft spot for his little brother and cannot imagine hurting his feelings, really.
The best part about this was when Finland boo'ed at Iceland's playing for the first time. Norway actually turned and glared furiously at Finland for openly expressing how much Ice sucked. Sadly, it didn't happen again, so I couldn't catch it and show y'all. It was gold.
In a fit of remodeling, I found a sauna! MUST HAVE. Of course I installed it in connection to Sweden and Finland's room.
AND GUESS WHO WAS FIRST TO CHECK IT OUT.
AND GUESS WHO WAS FIRST TO USE IT.
Oh you finns and your crazy sauna-bathing~
Meanwhile, Denmark had found the electric guitar and started playing for cash offerings. Nobody cared, though.
Denmark soon grew bored though, so there could be some peace an quiet around the sauna again. Sweden found it pretty quickly, and he quickly joined his wife. And then they had hot, steamy, naked and sweaty bonding tiemz.
...
...naked because towels don't really count as clothing.
"So... what're your thoughts on spatulas?"
The next day was a very special day for Norway. Denmark was going to be at work from nine to three, and the rest of the household was sleeping since they were all idiots who'd turned their sleeping habits upside-down.
So, what're you going to show us today, Norway?
...
...W-WAIT WHAT. ...WIN-!
*ehem*
So, apparently Norway has secrets that no-one should know about. No-one ever. Especially not Denmark. Especially not Denmark.
Every true lady needs to be refined and taught in the ways of cultural expression. Well, Iceland and Denmark had both had a go at the new guitar, and Nor didn't want to feel left out!
...it's not a very ladylike instrument though, is it?
Let's try something else.
Something like our new piano! That I totally did not just buy for the sole sake of having Norway play it while wearing that dress.
The best part is that his playing is actually pretty good. I wonder if there's a musician career track in this game?
After so much cultural refinement, Lady Nor needs something to eat. Let's see what we can find...
That doesn't look like stuff to make proper food out of though. Milk, flour, eggs and a bowl?
Stirring that mixture thoroughly.
...No seriously, he stirred that thing forever.
Oh it's a pie! Of course, every lady must know how to make lovely pastry. This is probably related to the reason for the fact that England will never look good in a dress.
Oooh that looks lovely! I'm beginning to want some too.
But then...
...HOSHIT DENMARK'S HOME FROM WORK.
There's no telling what will happen if Denmark sees his rapist Norway in that outfit. Gotta change back, quickly!
LADYLIKE SPRINT.
Crisis averted!
And when everyone else has gotten out of bed, they all share the lovely pie without suspecting a thing about Norways wardrobe.
...and I didn't screencap it, but that pie was the final straw that made Denmark fat. Pfffftt.
And that was all from this time, but I hope to make more households and have my Sims do more crazy stuff! Hell, with Sims, even ordinary stuff becomes crazy.
Well then, that's all from me now. Toodles~