This will be the last installment of Generation 1. Oh yes, that means I've decided who will be heir. Yessum. But that's for the next update, for this update we have plenty of growings-up, more evidence that Constance hates her children, plenty of Sahara picspam, and of course TRASH.
Connie: Um... Bandaids?? Is that what the kids are talking about these days???
Sander: ...
Sahara loves her daddy. She's unaware that she has a mother.
Harper thinks this video game is trash. Sahara tries to put a block through her face. You can see Lysander in the background, minding his own business, doing his homework, not fitting in with the rest of this family.
Sahara: PEEEEEEEE!
Sander: DO NOT WANT.
Autumn Salad is pretty much the only thing Harper eats, and he always feels that he needs to eat outside, which is incredibly annoying.
Harper: UR TRASH KID.
Sander: POSITIVE INTERACTIONZ. +++
It's Connie's BIRFDAY! Sander is excited, Harper needs to pee, and Sahara is nowhere to be found.
Connie: Ooooo! My arm pits are absolutely fantastic!
Adult Connie. She looks cranky and... pouchy... those are some seriously pouchy cheeks.
It's Sahara's turn! Why Harper is holding her as though she's contracted the plague, with that forced smile on his face, I do not know.
BUTT SPARKLEZ!
You know how they say little girls are made of sugar, spice, and everything nice? Well, Sahara is made of ADORABLE and AWESOME!
Sahara is now Artistic, a Heavy-Sleeper, and is slightly Neurotic. Damn it. Sander has the better traits so far. Damn randomized traits *grumble* :/
Connie: OMG ME SO HUNGRY!!
I'd feel sorry for you, but you put those pancakes on the ground to complain about how hungry you were, so FUCK YOU.
Harper would love to have some pancakes as well. Maybe he'll eat the ones that his crazy wife left on the ground outside.
I LOVE THIS CHILD.
The Ashbys move again, and this mail lady drops the bills on the lawn before running off. Not like there's a perfectly good mailbox RIGHT THERE.
OMG Sander has a twin??? Francis Grisby thinks he should wear a mask. Methinks this is a good idea. Creepy.
Sahara ends up at the Broke household after school. FANTASTIC.
Sahara: Your house is soooo niiiice! *forced smile*
This looks innocent enough, Connie watching television in her son's room...
Connie is so disgusted by the presence of her son that she takes a step away from him.
Sander: Tag, you're it Mom!
Connie: AUGH! WTF??
Connie: What do you mean, it's a mother's duty to play with her child?! That's outrageous! O_O
Connie thinks she's right, Sander is just a very confused little boy.
Sahara is the only sim I've had who takes real food out of the fridge when there's cake in there. Don't these sims know that
THE CAKE IS A LIE!!
Just as I'm taking that picture of Sahara, Sander walks by--guilt written all over his face--with a piece of cake in his hands.
Being Artistic Sahara never stopped rolling wishes for an easel. Here she appears to be painting a cross between a disco ball and a house.
SRSLY, this "I have to eat outside all the fucking time because I love the outdoors so much" really has to stop! It's annoying as all hell!
~AND I JIZZED IN MAH PANTS~ It's Harper's birthday! He's got that trademark goofy grin on his face. Connie is concerned that the food processor might explode at any moment.
What, the maid's not doing her job?? Shocking.
Harper: Gee, I don't look any different.
Connie: This disgusts me.
Harper Ashby: NOW WITH MOAR SEXY!
DELISH.
Though he's cut his hair, he's still a hippie and feels the need to express his enthusiasm for vegetarianism. He also wears (almost) big-boy pants and flip-flops. He also got his garden back.
Sahara notices there's something different about her father. Sander aspires to be just like him.
Autonomous painting & autonomous homeworking. NERD NERD NERD.
He's exhausted, but Sander chooses to go for a swim. It's like midnight, but whatever dude.
HARPER HAZ FIERCE TOILET HATE.
Connie gets caught rummaging through this lady's trash. She does not approve.
Connie: YOU'RE GOIN' DOWN BITCH!
They hate each other.
It's Lysander's birthday!
HAWT. Lysander is now Good, Athletic, a Workaholic, and inherits the family trait, Green Thumb.
Sahara finishes painting her disco ball house.
Sander has given up swimming in lieu of working out in front of the TV.
Sahara brings Bryant Broke home from school ALL THE TIME. Apparently he's sick of living in his cramped trailer and would much rather spend time in their spacious home.
Sahara: Look, man, it's like midnight, you need to GTFO.
Which he interprets as "sit down and watch some more television."
MOTHERFUCKER BROKE THE TV. Back to the trailer park. BE GONE!
OH NOEZ! THEY'VE DISCOVERED THE FOOSEBALL TABLE!! :O
Harper shares my anxiety.
A random shot of Sander collecting moths at the local graveyard.
He then gets date-raped by the Mausoleum.
I had a brain fart and fed hot dogs to Harper. Being a Vegetarian, that made him sick. Oopsy.
Connie is constantly rolling wishes to fix stuff that breaks, even though she has low handiness skill and always fails. But who am I too deny a crazy lady her wishes?
So can Harper still look adorable. OF COURSE.
It's time for Sahara to age up! Harper is excited and Lysander makes his mother sad.
One cute picture of Sahara before she ages up!
OK, this is the last one.
And the birthday sparklez bring...
CLIFFHANGER!!
Because I'm a bitch. :D
Thanks to all who commented! Hope you enjoyed the laughs as much as I did! Stay tuned for the next installment in which our heir is revealed!!
Previous Installments
Generation 1:
Part 1 |
Part 2 |
Part 3