The Atherton (not really) ISBI - Part 10.
Okay, this stupid update has been put off forever. I can barely remember what happened anymore, but hopefully the pictures will refresh my memory. So... last time, Williana made a teenaged Servo named Oliver, that was meant to be Wilandra's resident toy-boy. They actually did fall in love, but her vile moods caused her to bully him around. He did however still have the hots for her, and some flirting ensued.
At this point, Wilandra had gone from "troubled and misadjusted emo-teen" to "raging bastard". She was completely willing to attack her sister, and ruin their relationship, so I constantly had to cancel "Be attacked" from Williana's queue. But that's what Oliver was made to help with...
Oh Kendall... not again!
Sake and Lady. Don't they look stylish together? :D
Uh-oh! Run, Athertons! Hide!
Wilandra: Why did you have to move in here? I wanted a puppy, not a stupid blow-up doll!
Oliver: I find that rather offensive.
And the animosity continued. (Yes, I cheated Oliver thin again. He shouldn't be able to either eat or gain bodyfat in the first place, being made from aluminium and silicon.)
Wilandra: You like my sister better than me!!!
*Slappity-slapp!*
Oliver: Wow, you're like my bestest friend ever! Let's hang out!
Wilandra: Sure! Hi, Milena. Oliver really likes me!
I... think she knocked his circuits a bit loose?
Wilandra: It's YOUR FAULT that I don't have any romance in my life! You don't know how to LOVE me!!!
After all that violence, we need a calm, serene picture to soothe the senses. Here's a peaceful autumn scene.
Well, this doesn't look all too hostile, does it?
OK, back to the regular schedule.
Wilandra: A-BOO-HOOO-HOOOO! I'LL HAVE MOMMY PUT OLIVER UP FOR ADOPTION!!!
Williana: This Anger Management book I'm reading says you're supposed to like... talk about feelings and stuff.
Wow. From best friends and crushing, to enemies, in the span of a single Sim-day!
This dapper fashion icon is Monrad. He's new in the neighbourhood, and is Milena and Henry's favourite spy-subject.
Monrad: I find it intolerable that you spy on me when I just go about my normal day like decent human people who have the right in the UN resolutions and there you are with your nose poking in my business! You stop it right now because law says so and I have the right to human decency like other human people and there will be no more violations of human rights to privacy and rudeness of intrusion perpetrated by you!
Milena: Wow. Easy buddy!
Milena: I wasn't looking at you, I was observing the sea-birds behind your... home. You must be paranoid, and in possession of one hell of a nerve to come barging into other people's houses like this! Now get out before I call the police on your plaid ass!
Monrad: Oh no you're a fascist and you disregard the rights to humanity!
Thanks to Monrad's intrution, I missed the first actual fight between Wilandra and Oliver. Apparently Oliver got owned.
Oliver: I LOST TO A HUMAN!
Morris: Look, buddy... You hit her like *this* and *that*.
Well, time for revenge!
Morris: Oh gosh, oh gosh, why did I say that? Wilandra's not made from metal, and she didn't even do bootcamp like Vanessa suggested!
Oliver: I may literally have been born last week, but I've got arms and legs of steel. Knock it off now, will you?
Wilandra: OWWW! NEVER!!!
Henry: Durr hurr... gotta admire her determination.
Please don't make it worse.
Wilandra: Psychopath! GIRLFRIEND-BEATER!
Oliver: Oh, shaddup!
Brick Wall: *CRASH AGAIN!*
Henry: HEY KIDS, KNOCK IT OFF! WE CAN'T KEEP REPAIRING THE WALLS!
This innocent looking walk-by is Ethan Sutherland. You'll probably see more of him later.
And this blonde lady is Sierra Steel. You may see more of her too.
Sophie: Whoooo! MORE BLOOD! I don't care whose!
Vanessa: Oh, no! She's going to break her neck if she doesn't learn proper army-fighting!
Wilandra: Well, if you don't care, what about YOUR blood, witch?
Wow, does this mean they were at one point not enemies? Apparently, yes. Well, whatever. It's rectified now.
Oliver became the first Atherton to be able to get in The Zone. He's maxed out his enthusiasm for gaming. Williana's still stuck at 7 points for nature. Stupid chance-cards! And her cuisine enthisiasm doesn't get above 3. ONE TRUE HOBBY, people!
Wilandra: Dear Diary... I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Sophie!
For some reason, Williana looks older with every make-over I give her. Even removing her eyeshadow made her look more mature. My darling is growing up so fast. :P
Morris: So much violence!
Kenya: Speaking of violins, look at this tiny one here!
At this point I gave up taking pictures of all the fights, because they happened constantly.
Milena's friend Bim looks a lot like her.
The repairman, Lee Something, started coming home with Henry from work. It's a bit odd, since they don't actually work together. Lee's a tradesman who appears to run his own company, and Henry's a backoffice clerk in a law-firm. (He's never been promoted again, at the time of writing.) I'm thinking Lee once harboured a dream of becoming a concert violinist. :) He plays it pretty much every time he's over.
Wilandra: I've been arrested loads of times!
Lee: In my day, that would not be something one would tell a grown-up, child. :(
(And it's not even true.)
Since it was the last weekend in autumn, I thought it would be nice to let them have a Thanksgiving dinner as a family. Look how interested they were in the idea...
Williana: I'm thinking... If we caught some Peace-Doves and released them in the garden, do you think Wilandra and Oliver would stop fighting?
Henry: Derrrp.
Lee thought Alexandra had a future as an actor.
Not sure who Williana was cheering for, since she's best friends with both of them.
What's this? Wilandra won?
Looks like it wasn't just a lucky strike either.
Willandra: GRRRRR! HULK! SMASH!!!
In order to give them a break to cool off, the family members who weren't working or asleep went on a little outing. Not sure why they went by taxi.
That awkward moment when you realize you've put on the wrong trousers.
Oh, get a grip Henry! You got to go out of the house.
Juuuuust one look, and I can hear a bell ring.
Ooooone moooore look, and I forget everything. O-oh-wo-oh!
Mamma Mia! Here I go agaaaain. My my! How can I resist you?
Mamma Mia! Does it show agaaaain? My my! Just how much I've missed you?
Because you're not a karaoke singer until you've done ABBA!
Milena: If only I had been in charge of the family, things would have been so much better!
Okay, time to go.
Milena and Henry were sleepy, so the kids dropped them off at home and went to the beach. Then, of course...
There wasn't much fun at the beach.
Ricky, who Wilandra's got a tiny molecule of chemistry with, came over after school. I didn't get a picture of it, but I had Williana ask him to flirt up her monster sister.
Wilandra: What are you doing? Stop poking my boobs!
Ricky: I wasn't trying to do that, I promise!
Wilandra: Oh well, it looked like you were gonna poke my boobs! Perv!
Williana: He really wasn't trying to grope you, sis, just put a hand on your shoulder. I think he kinda likes you a bit. Maybe you should appologize, and tell him he's cute or something.
Wilandra: Ehhhh, Ricky... I kinda feel really stupid now. Can you forgive me? It's just that I live with Oliver and all, and he abuses me physically. I'm used to looking out for myself. You're kind of cute, by the way...
Ricky: Of course I can forgive you! You're kind of cute too...
Wilandra: Yessssh!
Ricky: Awww, I think she kinda likes me a bit!
Oliver: I'm going to learn to play the violin, like you. Then I'm going to join a filharmonic orchestra and get out of this house!
Lee: That's a great idea!
And that's it from the Athertons for tonight, but I've got pictures for at least a couple of updates more, that I need to get posted.
At this point, Wilandra had gone from "troubled and misadjusted emo-teen" to "raging bastard". She was completely willing to attack her sister, and ruin their relationship, so I constantly had to cancel "Be attacked" from Williana's queue. But that's what Oliver was made to help with...
Oh Kendall... not again!
Sake and Lady. Don't they look stylish together? :D
Uh-oh! Run, Athertons! Hide!
Wilandra: Why did you have to move in here? I wanted a puppy, not a stupid blow-up doll!
Oliver: I find that rather offensive.
And the animosity continued. (Yes, I cheated Oliver thin again. He shouldn't be able to either eat or gain bodyfat in the first place, being made from aluminium and silicon.)
Wilandra: You like my sister better than me!!!
*Slappity-slapp!*
Oliver: Wow, you're like my bestest friend ever! Let's hang out!
Wilandra: Sure! Hi, Milena. Oliver really likes me!
I... think she knocked his circuits a bit loose?
Wilandra: It's YOUR FAULT that I don't have any romance in my life! You don't know how to LOVE me!!!
After all that violence, we need a calm, serene picture to soothe the senses. Here's a peaceful autumn scene.
Well, this doesn't look all too hostile, does it?
OK, back to the regular schedule.
Wilandra: A-BOO-HOOO-HOOOO! I'LL HAVE MOMMY PUT OLIVER UP FOR ADOPTION!!!
Williana: This Anger Management book I'm reading says you're supposed to like... talk about feelings and stuff.
Wow. From best friends and crushing, to enemies, in the span of a single Sim-day!
This dapper fashion icon is Monrad. He's new in the neighbourhood, and is Milena and Henry's favourite spy-subject.
Monrad: I find it intolerable that you spy on me when I just go about my normal day like decent human people who have the right in the UN resolutions and there you are with your nose poking in my business! You stop it right now because law says so and I have the right to human decency like other human people and there will be no more violations of human rights to privacy and rudeness of intrusion perpetrated by you!
Milena: Wow. Easy buddy!
Milena: I wasn't looking at you, I was observing the sea-birds behind your... home. You must be paranoid, and in possession of one hell of a nerve to come barging into other people's houses like this! Now get out before I call the police on your plaid ass!
Monrad: Oh no you're a fascist and you disregard the rights to humanity!
Thanks to Monrad's intrution, I missed the first actual fight between Wilandra and Oliver. Apparently Oliver got owned.
Oliver: I LOST TO A HUMAN!
Morris: Look, buddy... You hit her like *this* and *that*.
Well, time for revenge!
Morris: Oh gosh, oh gosh, why did I say that? Wilandra's not made from metal, and she didn't even do bootcamp like Vanessa suggested!
Oliver: I may literally have been born last week, but I've got arms and legs of steel. Knock it off now, will you?
Wilandra: OWWW! NEVER!!!
Henry: Durr hurr... gotta admire her determination.
Please don't make it worse.
Wilandra: Psychopath! GIRLFRIEND-BEATER!
Oliver: Oh, shaddup!
Brick Wall: *CRASH AGAIN!*
Henry: HEY KIDS, KNOCK IT OFF! WE CAN'T KEEP REPAIRING THE WALLS!
This innocent looking walk-by is Ethan Sutherland. You'll probably see more of him later.
And this blonde lady is Sierra Steel. You may see more of her too.
Sophie: Whoooo! MORE BLOOD! I don't care whose!
Vanessa: Oh, no! She's going to break her neck if she doesn't learn proper army-fighting!
Wilandra: Well, if you don't care, what about YOUR blood, witch?
Wow, does this mean they were at one point not enemies? Apparently, yes. Well, whatever. It's rectified now.
Oliver became the first Atherton to be able to get in The Zone. He's maxed out his enthusiasm for gaming. Williana's still stuck at 7 points for nature. Stupid chance-cards! And her cuisine enthisiasm doesn't get above 3. ONE TRUE HOBBY, people!
Wilandra: Dear Diary... I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Oliver! I hate Sophie!
For some reason, Williana looks older with every make-over I give her. Even removing her eyeshadow made her look more mature. My darling is growing up so fast. :P
Morris: So much violence!
Kenya: Speaking of violins, look at this tiny one here!
At this point I gave up taking pictures of all the fights, because they happened constantly.
Milena's friend Bim looks a lot like her.
The repairman, Lee Something, started coming home with Henry from work. It's a bit odd, since they don't actually work together. Lee's a tradesman who appears to run his own company, and Henry's a backoffice clerk in a law-firm. (He's never been promoted again, at the time of writing.) I'm thinking Lee once harboured a dream of becoming a concert violinist. :) He plays it pretty much every time he's over.
Wilandra: I've been arrested loads of times!
Lee: In my day, that would not be something one would tell a grown-up, child. :(
(And it's not even true.)
Since it was the last weekend in autumn, I thought it would be nice to let them have a Thanksgiving dinner as a family. Look how interested they were in the idea...
Williana: I'm thinking... If we caught some Peace-Doves and released them in the garden, do you think Wilandra and Oliver would stop fighting?
Henry: Derrrp.
Lee thought Alexandra had a future as an actor.
Not sure who Williana was cheering for, since she's best friends with both of them.
What's this? Wilandra won?
Looks like it wasn't just a lucky strike either.
Willandra: GRRRRR! HULK! SMASH!!!
In order to give them a break to cool off, the family members who weren't working or asleep went on a little outing. Not sure why they went by taxi.
That awkward moment when you realize you've put on the wrong trousers.
Oh, get a grip Henry! You got to go out of the house.
Juuuuust one look, and I can hear a bell ring.
Ooooone moooore look, and I forget everything. O-oh-wo-oh!
Mamma Mia! Here I go agaaaain. My my! How can I resist you?
Mamma Mia! Does it show agaaaain? My my! Just how much I've missed you?
Because you're not a karaoke singer until you've done ABBA!
Milena: If only I had been in charge of the family, things would have been so much better!
Okay, time to go.
Milena and Henry were sleepy, so the kids dropped them off at home and went to the beach. Then, of course...
There wasn't much fun at the beach.
Ricky, who Wilandra's got a tiny molecule of chemistry with, came over after school. I didn't get a picture of it, but I had Williana ask him to flirt up her monster sister.
Wilandra: What are you doing? Stop poking my boobs!
Ricky: I wasn't trying to do that, I promise!
Wilandra: Oh well, it looked like you were gonna poke my boobs! Perv!
Williana: He really wasn't trying to grope you, sis, just put a hand on your shoulder. I think he kinda likes you a bit. Maybe you should appologize, and tell him he's cute or something.
Wilandra: Ehhhh, Ricky... I kinda feel really stupid now. Can you forgive me? It's just that I live with Oliver and all, and he abuses me physically. I'm used to looking out for myself. You're kind of cute, by the way...
Ricky: Of course I can forgive you! You're kind of cute too...
Wilandra: Yessssh!
Ricky: Awww, I think she kinda likes me a bit!
Oliver: I'm going to learn to play the violin, like you. Then I'm going to join a filharmonic orchestra and get out of this house!
Lee: That's a great idea!
And that's it from the Athertons for tonight, but I've got pictures for at least a couple of updates more, that I need to get posted.