Last time, Donna beat up Cuon some more, generation four continued to grow up and Louis was distraught at transitioning into farmer regalia, one of the gen four heirs married her teenage sweetheart who wants to marry off six kids (...). This time, KID OVERLOAD AND I ONLY HAVE HALF OF THEM. Also, I bought Apartment Life! In case you're wondering why they suddenly have ceilings...
Seriously, why do Sims do this?? Why do they swarm around the cribs all day, competing for the chance to pick up and feed the newborn baby, only to drop it like a hot potato when they're done? And why do Sims never compete for the chance to pick up the baby on the floor??
Don't think Lucius escaped, either. He didn't.
Good job, Cuon!
At least someone saved the babies -_-
Geordi: Donna, Donna, d'you wanna hear some gossip?
Donna: NO. X(
Geordi: ... But it was really good gossip... =(
Well, how the hell are you planning to marry off six kids without changing their diapers? You think people marry people who smell like poo?
Oh, I see. You only wanted the babies so you could show them off to people. I'm on to you...
Synchronised baby birthdays!
This is Octavia.
And, um, this is Lucius but Lucius got better hair later on.
I'm glad you care, but Lucius doesn't need a bath, he needs the potty, and you've just carried him to the opposite side of the house AND up a flight of stairs from that potty!!
And then Geordi went to work... but don't worry, we got Lucius to the potty in time. Only then he started bitching about how ~unfulfilled~ his life is...
I had Eponine and Donna spend two sim-hours grabbing plates of cake, not eating them, and putting them in the fridge as leftovers. It always annoyed me that cakes have to be thrown away and can't be eaten as leftovers, because that's so much cheap, convenient food going to waste! But now... it's not.
Yaaaaaay
Antoinette met Owen Piper (
dothesmustle) and brought him home from school.
And she thought he was HAWT so I let her flirt with him. (Besides, by that point her entire Wants panel went along the lines of, "Flirt", "Be Flirted With", "Ask Sim on Date", "Fall in Love". O, the trials of being a single Family Sim.)
But he rejected her =(
But we were persistent!
And finally, success!
Marie got promoteddddd, hell yeah
And then she popped, with babies #3 and #4.
After a brief nap, Marie wakes up and pops again. It's still her first pop, though. IDGI.
This is Owen Piper, still hanging out at the Sprita residence since his date ended with Antoinette several hours ago. His eyes got accidentally deleted by me a long time ago, and now he is eyeless. I altered his DNA in SimPE to give him an eye colour that still existed in my game, but it... just didn't work. I guess this means I can never marry him into the family.
Well, he's Antoinette's boyfriend anyway! I don't care if you don't like him! You can have boyfriends with eyes.
Remember how last update, Donna mysteriously got into the crypt even though there's no way in or out of there? She managed it again! This time, I took it as a sign that she's ready to die and left her there. For now.
Too bad, she doesn't like you.
Cuon: I AM HUNGRY HOW DO I GET OUT OF THE CHAIR
Geordi got fired, oops. I need to learn to choose the cobblestone roads instead of the turnpike! But I can't help it -- I keep thinking that if people drive on the cobblestone, a stone will fly up and get jammed in the car somewhere, leading to bad things like explosions and Sim-death. Furthermore, I don't know what a turnpike is. Going for the mystery object instead of car-jamming stones makes perfect sense to me...
Donna: Eeeeeew, is this my PARTNER?! Ewwwww! (No lie, she was dry heaving every time she examined his portrait. Which was often, because there's nothing to do in there except examine portraits.)
Marie, you're an autonomous primper? I never knew!
How can twins be so much harder to take care of than single babies?? This is driving me crazy! Even as Lucius is wailing, Octavia is passing out, and argh...
I wasn't lying, BTW. Here is Octavia, passing out.
Marie LOLs over her daughter's state for a good long while. You can't talk, Marie, you're about to starve to death!
It was at this point that I decided Donna that learnt her lesson (ie: STOP HANGING WITH THE URNS ALREADY) and saved her from the crypt.
I discovered that apparently I can make her stand on the swing, but don't worry, I wasn't that cruel.
Antoinette? You of the ten nice points and most caring nature of this entire family? YOU feel the need to learn anger management?
Lucius grew up to be a pretty cute kid.
Octavia also grew up. She's cute as well.
She transitioned into one of my very favourite child outfits, but that doesn't stop her from being a WHINY KID. (OK, there's no real correlation there. But I wanted to make two comments with the same picture!)
Geordi is a wee bit conflicted about whether he wants to achieve his LTW or not.
Marie: Mirror mirror in my hand, who's the fairest in the land? ... Me? Good job, mirror!
Cuon is somewhat infatuated -- to a dangerous extent -- with Eponine. Say Eponine is watching the TV, as she is here. Cuon drops WHATEVER he's doing -- such as, say, eating -- to sit next to her on the sofa. He doesn't even watch the TV; that's not the action in his queue! His action is "Sit". This is somewhat suicidal though -- when I took this picture, he was starving, about to pee AND in dire need of some sleep (or coffee)... but he fulfilled none of those needs because OMG, it's Eponine!!!
If it wasn't for the suicidal bit, it would be adorable. But no, it's just stupidly suicidal.
You are evidently not Antoinette's kid.
Hell yeah, jump rope!!! On easy level!
Octavia: HOW DO I GET PAST THE CHAIR
Me: Oh, I don't know...
Octavia wanted this. Seriously.
Obsessing over zero-nice-point Eponine has clearly done Cuon some good, because now he's all about showing Donna that he's no wimp. Now it is HE who pokes HER! I am impressed.
Labour under a tree! That's original!
This is Lucia, because she's Lucius's clone.
This is Julia, who I couldn't name the feminine form of Octavia because Octavia IS a feminine name. So Julia it is!
What?? Nooooo, Geordi! The kitchen floor is one thing, but the grass outside in the middle of summer? I know that baby's a clone, but if you kill her off, you can't marry her off, and that's your LTW! So stop it!
Antoinette: Hey, mum. We have some new babies in the house.
Eponine: Mmmm, I bet they'd taste good with cheese!
WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE.
Lucius: I DON'T WANT TO BE A CLONE, I WANT TO BE UNIQUE, SO I'M GOING TO CRUSH THE BABY'S SKULL UNDER MY HEAD LIKE THIS!!!!
(Luckily, I'd already told someone to move the baby by that point.)
Cuon, while there will be many babies this generation, there is no way in hell I'm going for that many!!!
Marie: Jump rope's not just a game for kids! And who says I can't play it in the kitchen?
The babies were born at 4pm-ish, so it's their birthday before they even got to eat.
Oh, I KNOW you did not just throw that baby backwards onto the floor like a bowling ball bowled backwards.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU
Let's see if Geordi can run a birthday better!
Oddly enough for a clone, she looks EXACTLY like Octavia.
Yeah, since everyone was too stupid to use the six-seat table any more, they're now using this puny four-seater. In a house that now has eleven people!
Geordi, how could you do that??
And why doesn't anyone go all *minus minus* when people fart in their faces? As a non-sloppy person, I would sure as hell not stand for that kind of treatment!
Then it's time for Lucia's birthday. Therese is looking kind of bored, but at least she's not putting the baby in the fridge, throwing it backwards onto the ground, leaving it outside in the summer sun to die of exposure, crushing its skull, thinking about how tasty it would be with cheese, or doing any of the myriad of things Spritas inappropriately do or try to do with babies.
Voici Lucia! Looking like Lucius, but with girlier attire and hair.
It's also Antoinette's birthday, so I present to you Antoinette! She moved out almost immediately because I am practically SUFFOCATING under the number of Sims in this house. You know, if that made any sense at all and was possible.
Goodbye, Antoinette. She moved out into the Sim bin rather than to the towine depot because I'm considering moving her into an apartment to test them out.
Marie is a cruel mother. I FINALLY managed to coax Cuon into putting Lucia to bed, when Lucia was about to pass out, when Marie comes along and was all like, "Bed? I don't think so!" She only wants her kids to pass out so she can laugh at them, I KNOW IT.
See, this is what I mean about Cuon being obsessive. He could, quite easily, have gone upstairs to sleep in his ACTUAL BED -- but no, he wanted to sleep on the couch next to where Eponine was reading the newspaper.
More babies please! Hopefully I'll get a third set of (NON-CLONEY) twins so Marie can stop birthing babies after that, because pregnant Sims are so hard to take care of! D=
Mission Impregnation has been successful!
It was SO CUTE to see Marie playing peek-a-boo with the toddlers... once. Then she started playing peek-a-boo instead of eating, and peek-a-boo became less cute.
Donna passed out in the bathroom for some reason.
Marie had a good old LOL over this.
Donna: Waaaah I passed out and my daughter laughed at me and my armpits stank before and then I pissed my pants so now I stink like armpits and urine... waaaaah!
Donna: Please leave, I have to shower.
Geordi: Too bad. I have to stand here and hold my child.
Donna: You can't stand in the kitchen and hold your child?
Geordi: No.
Donna: Your bedroom?
Geordi: No. Here.
Donna: Waaaah I know I'm permaplat but I hate my liiiiiife!
There can only be one solution -- moar exercise bike! Cos you know, that's not at all the reason why Donna's motives were so low in the first place.
Marie: So I'm pregnant again! This only means more babies to roast! >:D
Damn, you guys. This must be what happens when three generations of Sims in a row don't study Parenting.
Marie: I can't get to the fridge because my stupid bratface daughter's in the way!!
Lucius: Mum, MUM, I got an A+!!
Marie: Please. Like I'd care.
A: You're Leah, and you're talking to Cuon, not the other way around.
B: How did you send a TV through the telephone cables??
Remember how Geordi got kicked out of the criminal underworld? Well. He's in law enforcement now. He's going to get revenge on those stupid people who decide cobblestone roads are oh-so-safe!
Birthday time again! Here's Lucia.
And this is Julia. I keep forgetting which is which (even though Lucia = clone of Lucius!).
Eponine? You've been an autonomous primper all these Sim-years and you never bothered to show me???
The birthdays weren't actually over yet, Eponine was just providing a kind of intermission. We now return to the birthdays with Therese.
Here she is, looking gorgeous! She doesn't move out because I'm crazy and wanted her as heir alongside Marie.
Oh yeah and she's a primper too.
Julia: AHHHHH!!! Those aliens are HORRIBLE to people!
Me: Yes. Yes they are.
Donna spent too much time on the exercise bike again, and passed out again.
What a lovely moment. Father and daughter, dancing together before school...
...wait. Who's crazy?
Your dad? Well, OK, but you're no better than he is.
Therese invites over her teenage sweetheart, Trebuchet Dork, so they can get started on generation 5B.
Here's them, uh, doing that. It took three tries, but they were successful!
I am very amused that the Sports hobby leader is a pigtailed blonde woman whose skin is so pale she looks like she's never seen the sun wearing a pink lacy shirt and a pretty necklace. If you ever needed proof that Sims don't care about appearances, this is it!
Uhhh, for some reason Lucia decided it would be a good idea to listen to Therese's underwear-clad boyfriend pretending to speak through a teddy bear.
Trebuchet: Never read books! They only tell you all sorts of inappropriate things!
What kind of Knowledge Sim are you? =|
On that note, we end. To give credit where credit's due: both Dorks (Geordi and Trebuchet) are from
katu_sims. Owen Piper and Leah (the one who called Cuon) are from
dothesmustle. Cuon Morzan is from
sawcat. Hope you enjoyed reading, and wish me luck in my insane mission for an insane number of generation five kids...