The MacAvoy ISBI - Generation 5.2!
What? No, it IS the MacAvoys! Last time, Sadie got married to the previously undatable Carter. She immediately got to work producing rugrats, and had two almost-clone boys named Stephen and Sean. Fred died, and so did the cats Kendrick and Gordon. Sadie, of course, adopted two kittens to fill the void they left. In fact, half the update were pictures of the cats. Carter was a good Daddy to both kids and cats, and Sadie started an evil robot empire.
Sadie: Stephen isn't like... totally deformed. He's still in the competition for Heir. :D
Let's not waste any time, eh?
Carter: Are you saying we just made another baby?
Sadie: Yepz. :) I want a big, happy family! >:D
Sadie: ...so I may branch out, and make toys for kids.
Lee: Honey, I'm home.
Lora: Lee, you don't live here.
Lee: I knew I was forgetting something...
Sean found the building blocks pretty quickly. Kids in this family have generally been pretty fond of their skilling toys.
Stephen was really intrigued about the toy robot's ability to breathe flames. (Well, sparks anyway. Some 70s/80s kids probably remember those action figures that had a spark-wheel, kind of like a cigarette lighter. It was meant to represent the ability to shoot lightning.)
Child-aged Stephen isn't lumpy anymore. :)
I also think he's bit of a nerd. He seems to like space and sci-fi.
Look! It's a sleeping kitten!
All the cats have spent most of their lives sleeping outside. There is one cat-house, which is horribly filty because it's always occupied and can't be cleaned.
Sadie: You'll pay attention at school, and not give Mrs. Swiller any reason to put you in the specimen cabinet, right?
Stephen: Mom, do I have to go? Mrs. Swiller is so scary, and the hairs on the wart she's got on her chin are wiggling.
Sadie: They do that when she gets angry.
Sadie: You can always hope that Diaper Man sits on Mrs. Swiller and absorbs her!
Lora: Then he would usurp her place in the world, and become the kids' new teacher.
Stephen: ...I'm not hungry today. My stomach hurts.
Indiana was getting very old, so I decided to snap a lot of pictures to remember him by.
Right. Sadie got knocked up in the second picture.
BTW, this is what Shelby Barrett looks like in my game. She's sort of pretty, if you give her a proper hair.
Oh, hi Slim.
Suddenly the event-camera cut to a puff of confetti. This is what adult Marshall looks like! Isn't he just marvellous? x) He's got the same closely spaced eyes as old Leo, and is any bit as fluffy.
Just then, Grim decided to come for Indiana. :(
Indiana: Sorry, kid. Gotta scram. I've got a rendez-vous with some old mates, you see.
Grim Reaper: HAVE YOU PACKED YOUR CATNIP AND FLEA-POWDER?
Last picture of Indy. :'( He will be missed.
Sean seems to be cheered up by a good death-day party. If he's not selected as Heir, the Nightinwolves will probably want him as a cult member.
I think there are a few small differences between Sean and Stephen, but I can't really say what.
They needed a new kitten, of course. This one was the only non-agressive kitten left. :( I hope some nicer new ones spawn, else the next generation of cats is going to be a furball of violence comparable to the Callan-era.
Well... Time to start spamming pictures of the new cats, so they can be old friends in time. :D
Just look at that face!
BTW, Emerald is crazy.
Bailey has arrived!
Lora is becoming the widowed cat-lady, like her mother and grandmother before.
Nyawwww! <3
Bailey: Stop playing with the food, slave-baby! >:(
Stephen: Daa-ad? Are you here? I'm home from school, and I think I've got shell-shock.
Carter: You need to be brave, son. Don't let your little brother see that you're scared. It could make him think the world is a scary place, or something.
Sean wasn't in any danger, at this point.
POP!
Stephen channeled his aaaaangst into experimental music. All good artists have suffered a lot. How long has Aylatani suffered again?
Minus one-hundred and seventy-five years.
Errr, what?
She's in the past, 175 years before she was born. Right now she's happy and not suffering, and the future version of her won't be born to suffer yet. I know you're not good at maths, so just trust me that this is correct.
Okay, then. Good thing Narrie's keeping track.
Sean: WOBOT BWOKEN!!! D:
Lora:
Oh, Danny Boy, Danny Boy, Danny Boooy...
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You're never gonna keep me down..!
Sadie: *Completely unnecessary explaination of what she and Carter did in the car, in order to make more offspring.*
This is Atticus. He's come to steal the paper.
This is adult Harriet. Is it just me, or is she gorgeous? If she and Marshall had kittens, one of them might be Leo II.
Lucy Hanby didn't waste any time in assuring that she serves the true mistress of the house.
Sadie: I feel ready for bigger projects, now. :D
Lora forgot to go to work, because the pool-table called.
Lora: Look, Sean! Daddy's burning sausages for your party!
Time for Sean to grow up. And no, those sausages weren't the party-grub.
Sadie: Make a wish, Sean! Pfooo!
Sean: Wheee! Imma be Darf Wader!
Just like when Annabelle became a wolf, amirite?
Oh, no... Does this mean he's Darth Vader-kin? Or, you know... Anakin? O_O
I think the game slightly favours Sean.
He definitely resembles his brother a lot.
Sean, the toilet is right around the corner! Don't sit there and flail your arms. Go locate it.
Apparently he found it, because that's the bathroom stone-tiling on the wall behind him. I'm not sure he's completely identical to Stephen, but they could definitely pass as twins.
Autonomous hygiene! We have a smart one!
Harriet: Lora is my most loyal subject. I will let her believe that she's the ruler of this house.
Stephen: La-la-la... Look at me being helpful and stuff... I would make a good Heir, hint-hint.
Sean: Mom, is it true that Mrs. Swiller takes her teeth out, and puts them on the desks of kids who talk in class?
Stephen: She totally did that in geography, once!
Stephen: How old do we have to be before we can learn about the stuff in the pink books on the top of the book-shelf?
Such well-behaved kids. Including the kitten who's peeing on the floor.
All the cats in one picture! That's a first!
Ellie is plain weird, sometimes.
Stephen: Look at me, everyone! I'm gonna do an awesome stunt that could possibly kill me, or break my neck!
Stephen: Everyone ready? Here I go!
Stephen: *huff* *puff* My shoes are really heavy!
Sadie: You go, kid!
Stephen: Uerrrgh! I got them up. *ggnngh* Look at how long... I can... hold...
Stephen: It's... not heavy... at all. What... are those... little... stars... and planets?
Stephen: Taaa daaa? Am I Heir yet?
Sadie: Whooo! You're gonna join the circus when you grow up!
Playing red hands boosts relationships like nobody's business. It was Stephen's idea. These kids aren't completely incompetent.
Poor Sean. He's had to take over Annabelle's gothic room wholesale. At least the bedding is black, like his true self's cloak.
Dun-dun-dun?
Liranda: Hiiii, Low-Poly... Polly-Dolly!
Lora: Hi, Lilly-Pilly Fishiewanda. Fancy a game of pool?
Liranda: No, I'm here to sing! Allow me to slip into my own clothes for my performance.
Liranda (opera voice):
OOoooooooOOOOoooOOh You'll beret!
OOOOOOOooooooh L'Oreaaaaaaaallll!
Liranda:
Celery - the One and Only
Binds him to orcas with arms
So squeaky clean
Liranda:
You can hear the call of hurricane LOL!
Your words shall rest on Earth no more
Liranda:
Maiden elf calling with her cunning soap
Lead me away from the sun
Liranda:
Hard pooooorrrrn
We'll find a whip!
Liranda:
Hamster!
A Dentist!
Hard Porn!
Seven Sequels!
Liranda:
Mario!
This eye-ball!
And me:
The Fismaster!
Carter: Congratulations on sending Bertha Hortence packing!
Liranda: I know. That was sooo LOL! Wanna join my secret cult?
Carter: Let me think about it. Ummmmm... no.
Stephen & Sean: We wanna join!
Stephen: I've got two best friends. They'll vote for me as Heir!
Sadie: HHHNNNNNRRRGGHHHHNNNNGGGGHHH!
Sean: What's going on? I can't see!
Lora: That's for the best, or you won't think Mrs. Swiller is scary ever again.
Oh look. He's been dumped on the floor already. This is Daniel. He's got the Rensim eyes, and a skintone from the Soltider set.
Sadie: I hope he's not a clone. :-/
Sean:
No Dukes of Hazard
In the classroom
Teachers, leave those kids alone
Sean:
HEY! TEACHERS! Leave those kids alooooone..!
Lora: I'm so glad it's not my responsibility how this generation turns out! :)
Who's a pretty girl? Harriet is!
Stephen: I've never got my homework done, so Mrs. Swiller puts me straight into the speciment locker every morning. Then I sit there all day, and don't hear anything of the lesson, and when I get home I don't know how to do my homework. Then I get put in the locker again, for not having done it. I don't like school!
Sean: I think we should run away and join that scary lady's cult.
Stephen & Sean: Bye Mom! We're going "to school!"
Sadly, the bus-driver ran faster than them.
Sadie: I sure hope you're not going to be like your brothers. Education is important, and secret cults are not for kids.
This is Sadie trying to cheer her son up, so that she can help him with his homework. It's a good thing TS2 Sims don't care about the rain.
Well, so much for that! Stephen was too dirty and miserable to want to learn homework. Then it was 7 pm.
Sean started doing his homework, at least. Stephen wasn't in the mood. School was murder on these two.
Stephen: I'M BORED AND DIRTY AND UNEDUCATED! WOE IS ME!
Lora: Don't be sad, boys! Your mother had terrible grades as long as Mrs. Swiller was her teacher. But in high school, she aced all her classes!
Yes, this is a picture of Sadie being pregnant once again. :)
She's a naked hot-tubber, BTW.
And for some reason, being asked to kiss her husband, which she had a want for, made her act like she was marching to her execution.
Carter: BUT WHY DON'T YOU WANT MILK?
Carter: He's stinky, I'll take him out for some fresh air! LOL! I'm so happy Fred left me his baby-floater!
Poor Stephen. I don't think he did any homework for the vast majority of his childhood. He was always hardly ever out of the yellow.
Carter: Friendship is magic, etc.
Stephen: DAD, I'M BORED TO DEATH!!!
Sean: Dad, how did you put the baby in Mom's belly? Did you use tweezers or a spoon? How did you find the hole in her navel? I don't think I have one. Do only girls have them? Where did you buy the baby-kit?
Carter: UuuUUuuuuUuuh... There's a pink book on top of the book-shelf...
Sean: BUT I CAN'T READ! And now I'm stinky, because there was garlic in the food!
Poor Bailey. The big cats didn't want to play with him. :(
Sean: I don't like garlic!
I'm surprised the pop-up didn't say that Stephen was in terrible aspiration.
Sadie and Carter ignored their stinky, tantruming son(s), and had a date for aspiration points.
Sadie: This one popped in the pink room. It must be a girl!
I think I've gotten to the bottom of the floating baby mystery. See that towel on the wall? It's not supposed to be there. I moveObjects-ed it in place. When someone puts a baby in front of the fridge - which ISBI Sims will always do - it floats back up to arm-height. It's a variation on the velcro-babies.
Lora: It's a shame that your Mom seems to be the callous type, kind of like my own Mom is. I don't like the idea that two or three of you might suffer the same fate as my sisters. :-/
Lora: Poor baby. He pooped himself in fear!
It's time to grow him up, anyway.
Daniel: Hooray! I'm escaping this crazy house!
Um, wow! Is it just me, or does he kind of look like the Starbloom-kids often do at that age?
He's not a clone, at least.
Sean: Why is the house spinning, and I'm seeing visions of my bed?
I think he probably looks more like Sadie than his older brothers do. Still, appearance is not that important in an ISBI, and it's much too early to select an Heir, yet.
So, this concludes chapter 5.2, but there were enough pictures for another update. Look for it Friday-ish. :)