Moore Round Robin, 4.5! Final Installment, Link to Heir Poll at End~
Previously on the Moore Round Robin:
Generation 1 (simmericangirl)
1.1 | 1.2 | 1.3 | 1.4 | 1.5 | Poll
Generation 2 (l-amanda)
2.1 | 2.2 | 2.3 | 2.4 | 2.5 | Poll
Generation 3 (simsforaranya)
3.1 | 3.2 | 3.3 (+Poll)
Generation 4 (me!)
4.1 | 4.2 | 4.3 | 4.4 | 4.5
Drumroll, guys! This is the final update of my generation. There will be a link to the heir poll at the end of this post. But first, the update!
As a recap, last time, Kay's conduct veered towards the questionable when it came to Arthnír, and she actually bedded Brannion. Brannion did help take care of his little sister Faelní. Multiple chance cards were failed, bringing the household fundage down to zero, repeatedly. The Moores brought home the Delines multiple times (for insight into their exploits at the Deline house, check out the updates of Deline Gen 9). The triplets became teenagers. Caranír rolled Family with the LTW to become the Mayor, Daeiel rolled Romance with the LTW to become a hall of famer, and Élchiril rolled Family with the LTW to become a Professional Party Guest, just like Mommy. Faelní became a child and a bit of a tomboy. Daeiel enjoyed the company of Dirk Deline, Miranda's first cousin. Élchiril one-upped that amount of twistedness and had top chemistry with Michael Charvat, Miranda's brother. This family is developing a relationship web.
Relationship what? Are you implying there's something wrong with my family?!
Well, you see, it all started when Dante moved in Kay and impreg--never mind. If you haven't noticed where things started to go wrong, I'm not going to help you out.
That. IS. IT!!
...wait, what?
I have absolutely no peace, between your noogies and strange obsession with cheese sandwiches, and I am sick of it!
Moooom! Él's blocking the fridge, and I'm huungrryyy!
Like you need to eat any more, Caranír.
Arthnír, he already thinks -35 of you!
(Actually, I'll let you in on a little secret now. Once the triplets hit teen? EVERYONE NOOGIES EVERYONE.)
Faelní is a quiet little thing who mostly keeps to herself. You'll soon see how she ended up my favorite child. By default.
I'll say this--it's easy to keep a GC sim who can cook happy in a really big family. Here's where I decided that it was way past time to update their dining experience. They've had a four-seat table in the kitchen since Dante lived here alone.
I don't like you, either!
Thanks, Él.
What's great about you, Kay, is that you've got so much experience because of your age!
...yeah, Brannion, she's been stuck with only your father (who wouldn't cheat after his marriage) and nothing else for how long?
Arthnír must not have ever read How to Win Friends and Influence People.
Here's the new Moore kitchen...
...the gold papered room, intended as dining in the original floor plan, finally becomes such...
...and the living room, empty no longer! (I did move the tv, stand, and Wii back against the wall right after this pic, though.)
Why'd you have to come down here to poke me in front of everyone, Bran?
Because you're an ass, Art!
How do you like it, then?
Uh, guys...I really don't like it when twins fight...
THIS WILL MAKE EVERYTHING BETTER
Why yes, Brannion and Élchiril do get along! I'm sure Caranír's just lying in wait to noogie one of them, though.
Do you think I never speak to my aunt? I know that you snuck out with my cousin Dirk, and he got picked up by the cops. You want to end up in prison?!
Look, Miranda, you have your concerns, but Caranír? Not your kid.
Two of the four in this pic, though? Definitely yours. How come there's no supervision now?
Where've you been, Faelní?
...I like to eat muffins in our bedroom now. It's quieter there.
You just hate everybody, don't you, Él?
Yeah, Caranír's lying in wait so he can torment Arthnír, too. >:|
Wow, after several sessions of ~just talking~ in their underwear, Kay and Arthnír finally do it!
...boy, I hope Brannion doesn't realize that his hated twin is getting action from the same place he is!
Michael came to drop off a date gift for Él, but got distracted by the bubble blower.
Daeiel looks about ready to stomp something important. Good morning, Moore residence!
Oooh just you wait, Art. MY turn next!
Everybody hates Arthnír.
Dante...I can't help but think I forgot about something...
...I don't know, Miranda, how about YOUR BREAKFAST?!
Luckily, I broke up the riot upstairs and sent one of the kids to take care of the problem in the oven.
Not that it ever stops the constant. noogies.
You don't want to hug me?
Look, Daeiel, I think Faelní's the closest thing to a friend you'll ever find among your siblings housemates, so you better not ruin it!
Who needs friends? I can live off the bitter hate of my enemies!
Arthnír and Brannion are starting jobs because they are graduating high school today, and I'll be damned if I let them stay home all day and kill each other.
Daeiel greets this handsome walkby. Here's to hoping that one of the kids will escape the horrible mess that is this family's interpersonal relationships.
Well, it seems to be going well. I don't know what Kay's looking all shocked about. Nothing can be more scandalous than every aspect of Kay's love life.
So, one of my roommates, Arthnír? I. fucking. hate. him. Shh...it's a secret.
No, it's not.
Well, we've already repeatedly lost all our money, what's the worst that can happen?
WHOA
We are officially NOT poor. Until someone else's chance card takes it away from us.
*sniff* I prefer blondes!
Then get the hell out of here!
...poor Faelní. It took me awhile to realize part of the sectional sofa was glitched out and needed an error forced on it. The Moores ruined their eyes meanwhile.
Well, they transitioned into adult jobs and my one solace is that tomorrow, they won't come home together and head straight to THIS.
Oh no, looks like the loser made dinner again! Don't involve us in your fetish, Art!
Él, be nice! He came home from a long day at work and made dinner on top of that.
Maybe you could just apologize? To all of them?
I'm surprised the enemy thing didn't happen sooner, honestly.
Since the Moores are ~not poor~, they got to hire a maid. They got THIS hot maid. Not that any of Brazen Meadows' NPCs aren't hot.
Hey, something nice is bound to happen to you sooner or later, right, Arthnír?
HO SHIT
It could be worse. The chance card was actually wrong, and you weren't completely fired!
I'd still think he'd be burnt out on newspapers for at least the rest of the day after that mess, though.
I'm on to you.
What?
I see you staring at my man. Well, too bad. You can't have him. He's mine.
Uh, Miranda...
That's right, just lose yourself in your fantasies. I'll be over here remembering my awesome wedding.
...wow.
How clueless can one person be?
Oh shove it, Kay, and be happy that you're getting laid by twins. Someday one of them will find out and kill the other one, so enjoy it while it lasts.
My money's on the dead one being Arthnír.
I love my job!
Oh, shut up, maid. You wouldn't flirt with either one of them. (I know, I tried.)
So, Dad, it's not, like, a problem if my paychecks are an itsy bit smaller, is it?
...Art, you don't even contribute to household expenses. And, no.
POSTITIVE INTERACTION
OH MY GOD
So, Caranír's top match?
...this, over on the left here? Is Miranda's other sibling. Melissa. FAELNÍ is now our only hope for a child who isn't fucked up romantically. Though I can understand where all the fail is coming from, given their parents.
...DANTE?! But...you've spurned Kay for sim-years because of your marriage, and now you--in Miranda's bed--and...
(...he had a reason that would be considered decent in Romance-sim logic.)
How can you be charmed by a chubby teen who is related to your niece and nephews, Melissa?
Ah yes, Dante went crazy because he was about to get old.
He makes an adorable elder, and I still don't know why no one's noticed that Caranír is a black-haired twin of his father yet.
Well, at least someone's happy about this mess. GRUMBLE
Daeiel approves, of course.
What is wrong with this family?
It all started when I decided that I didn't want to have one DNA donor, and that I also didn't want to move out Miranda...
That was rhetorical!
How about this for an explanation? The triplets' mother is outside in the snow, in a nightie, showing the maid her ass, in front of the schoolbus, as her children come home.
IT IS NOT SUNNY, CARANÍR. STOP LYING.
What is that, snowman? It's about to snow?
That snowman is not talking to you. It doesn't even have a FACE.
Ooh, you were right, snowman!
...shut up.
Part of Daeiel's problem as a Romance sim is that she, in her head, decides that she's ready for the "hugging stage" of a blossoming relationship way before the other party does.
Given that she has like 1 nice point and does this shit autonomously confuses the hell out of me.
I didn't want to hug you anyway, dork!
Yes, yes you did.
How cute. Someone served sushi, sushi bar style!
Élchiril goes to grab the groceries and get a good look at the grocery boy...
...but she gets cock-blocked by her own father!
...I'm a girl.
It's a figure of speech.
It's Faelní's birthday today. Her other siblings couldn't take time out of their busy schedule of tormenting each other to watch.
What are you so upset about? You're the nice one! The calm one! My only hope!
They're fighting on my birthday!
I. HATE. YOUR. FACE.
They fight when it isn't your birthday, too.
Faelní is really, really pretty.
If the outfit didn't tip you off, here's what she rolled.
Why, yes, even though I've had Grilled Cheese in my dice-rolling program for literally generations upon generations of legacy sims, I rolled not one, but two, in my RR generation where I don't get to officially play the heir.
They did it on purpose.
I don't care what your orientation is, missy, as long as it's "not related to me or my half-siblings." Got it?
Oh, I hope these two get along great! I mean, they can talk endlessly about their favorite topic without pissing each other off! And, with the wallpaper, could this shot BE anymore GC?
...wait...
Can THIS shot be any more GC? I THINK NOT
I just want you to know that I'm proud of you, Daeiel.
...uh, thanks, Dante?
I don't know what's odder, him doing this when she doesn't know she's his daughter, or the fact that she hasn't really done much for a father to be proud of. >:|
DAEIEL THIS IS THE ONE PERSON THAT LIKES YOU
STOOOOOOP
Why is there a penguin talking?
I'm surprised it took this long for our first fight. Guess who it is?
If you picked Daeiel and Arthnír, you're right!
Brannion lamely attempts to talk up a townie walkby, while Caranír starts wondering why it's suddenly gotten harder to breathe the air in the hallway.
While you'd say to yourself, "maybe they'll leave him alone now," of course, it'll just make it worse. (Besides, he started it with the noogies.)
Faelní only gets as fierce as this. Thank god.
So, one time a burglar came and stole Mother's car. It was terrifying!
Dae, you were one and a half. You can't possibly remember that.
Faelní just serenely smiles and nods. Because she has obviously learnt mad not-getting-my-ass-beat skills from observing all her siblings!
I can't believe I lost a fight to that sack of fail!
Wow, this is actually happy and friendly. A FUNCTIONAL RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN SIBLINGS.
...oh no. No.
I do not want all of them home alone together, this is a nightmare.
Oh wow, I didn't know that Élchiril and Caranír were this functional, given her huge amounts of glaring.
I bet you're really sorry to miss your first day of high school, huh, Faelní?
It's not like there won't be other days of school after this. How will I ever cope?
No, eye rolling leads to sarcasm, sarcasm leads to arguments, arguments lead to poking, poking leads to slapping, slapping leads to fights, and fights lead to the Dark SIDE!!!
This is Faelní's top match. Notice the lack of him being a Deline or associated with Kay in any way.
I love you, Faelní.
Then, we hear the cheating bonk, and Dante's evil cackle as he begins running.
Miranda's not even home, what would--
--why would you suddenly care about them doing this NOW? This is like the tenth time! I think Brannion's screwed Kay more than you ever did, Dante!
That ungrateful bitch...
I can't believe you would do this! With my own son!
At least it wasn't her son, too? OH GOD NO, I'll give them ideas.
Any other family, the adults would set an abusive example for the kids, but that's not what happened here.
I know that it hasn't been a perfect life. But you were living here with our children, and I thought you were happy.
How could I be happy all alone in a big house, hearing Miranda lord everything over me...
...wait, does this mean that Caranír, Daeiel, and Élchiril are my father's kids, too?
YES!
So how come they're better siblings to me than my own twin brother, the asshole?!
Oh god, could we not do this one time...
I just saw your father make that face. The smug look of Daeiel's is more Miranda's thing, though.
Booooooo, kick his ass Brannion!
I wonder if it's too late to find someone to adopt me.
The older kids form a mob to watch the chaos. Faelní's in an entirely different area of the house with her date.
Oh my god, you are all violent men in this family!
Kay, violent men? Look at Daeiel over there, reveling in this.
Right, the logical thing to do after you've just been caught cheating on the man you're in love with with his son is to go fuck the other one.
I'm soothing the poor dear after his lost fight!
Just keep telling yourself that.
It's almost a shame that Faelní won't get to live out her life with perfectly sensible outside male who loves to listen to her talk about Grilled Cheese.
Ah yes, the least amount of skin contact between pairs goes to the one that isn't made up of two siblings.
MOORE FAMILY VALUES
They've thrown each other through the floor!
...okay, I guess not.
Now the twins are dead even for battles. Maybe they'll stop fighting after this?
I'm surprised the dude hasn't cut and run after seeing her family. Maybe he thinks he can save her.
Faelní, the date's over. Time to let go of him.
Daeiel evens up the score between Arthnír and herself, not that anyone really cares any more at this point.
Kay's bed?
Well, it'll be the least screwed up sexual encounter in it...
At this point, the answer to the question "what's wrong" can be answered with one word: everything.
I can't believe you caught Brannion in bed with Kay!
I would've thought he'd have been a little more jealous.
Ah yes, the bus outside while these two are inside can only mean one thing: the triplets are now high school graduates.
And I found them jobs, too.
He can't possibly fail more than almost getting fired...
...woo!
I know you're a Romance sim, but...talking bondage with your mother? I mean, seriously?
Arthnír, enjoying quality time with the one sibling that doesn't want to kill him.
You would think ONE of the twins would get sick of this. You would think.
So what do you think of what I made for dinner?
...uh, it's nice, Faelní.
The kids are having surprisingly successful careers.
Arthnír Moore is taking his Dad and brother's sloppy seconds!
...um, Caranír, that is your mother you're talking about.
I just thought it was amusing how these two were matching.
And then Arthnír ruined the moment by sticking his thumb in Élchiril's eye.
Goddamn!
I wouldn't think you could smoke that away, but Él manages.
...Daeiel's in education?
I fear for the future.
And then Miranda had her birthday. I don't know how she aged up badly. I mean, she is a popularity sim whose entire household is imploding, that couldn't possibly have anything to do with it.
She gets outfitted a bit more appropriately.
Don't worry, honey, I'm not going to be joining up with those batty old broads at the purple hat society.
Aaaand, as my time with the Moores closes, at least Dante managed to become a space pirate before we left!
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Now, let's have a final run-down of the kids of Generation 4. I will make a shortlist of three, from which you will select an heir for teffielynne. But let's give them each a moment to shine before it comes to that...
Click here to go to the heir poll!
Generation 1 (simmericangirl)
1.1 | 1.2 | 1.3 | 1.4 | 1.5 | Poll
Generation 2 (l-amanda)
2.1 | 2.2 | 2.3 | 2.4 | 2.5 | Poll
Generation 3 (simsforaranya)
3.1 | 3.2 | 3.3 (+Poll)
Generation 4 (me!)
4.1 | 4.2 | 4.3 | 4.4 | 4.5
Drumroll, guys! This is the final update of my generation. There will be a link to the heir poll at the end of this post. But first, the update!
As a recap, last time, Kay's conduct veered towards the questionable when it came to Arthnír, and she actually bedded Brannion. Brannion did help take care of his little sister Faelní. Multiple chance cards were failed, bringing the household fundage down to zero, repeatedly. The Moores brought home the Delines multiple times (for insight into their exploits at the Deline house, check out the updates of Deline Gen 9). The triplets became teenagers. Caranír rolled Family with the LTW to become the Mayor, Daeiel rolled Romance with the LTW to become a hall of famer, and Élchiril rolled Family with the LTW to become a Professional Party Guest, just like Mommy. Faelní became a child and a bit of a tomboy. Daeiel enjoyed the company of Dirk Deline, Miranda's first cousin. Élchiril one-upped that amount of twistedness and had top chemistry with Michael Charvat, Miranda's brother. This family is developing a relationship web.
Relationship what? Are you implying there's something wrong with my family?!
Well, you see, it all started when Dante moved in Kay and impreg--never mind. If you haven't noticed where things started to go wrong, I'm not going to help you out.
That. IS. IT!!
...wait, what?
I have absolutely no peace, between your noogies and strange obsession with cheese sandwiches, and I am sick of it!
Moooom! Él's blocking the fridge, and I'm huungrryyy!
Like you need to eat any more, Caranír.
Arthnír, he already thinks -35 of you!
(Actually, I'll let you in on a little secret now. Once the triplets hit teen? EVERYONE NOOGIES EVERYONE.)
Faelní is a quiet little thing who mostly keeps to herself. You'll soon see how she ended up my favorite child. By default.
I'll say this--it's easy to keep a GC sim who can cook happy in a really big family. Here's where I decided that it was way past time to update their dining experience. They've had a four-seat table in the kitchen since Dante lived here alone.
I don't like you, either!
Thanks, Él.
What's great about you, Kay, is that you've got so much experience because of your age!
...yeah, Brannion, she's been stuck with only your father (who wouldn't cheat after his marriage) and nothing else for how long?
Arthnír must not have ever read How to Win Friends and Influence People.
Here's the new Moore kitchen...
...the gold papered room, intended as dining in the original floor plan, finally becomes such...
...and the living room, empty no longer! (I did move the tv, stand, and Wii back against the wall right after this pic, though.)
Why'd you have to come down here to poke me in front of everyone, Bran?
Because you're an ass, Art!
How do you like it, then?
Uh, guys...I really don't like it when twins fight...
THIS WILL MAKE EVERYTHING BETTER
Why yes, Brannion and Élchiril do get along! I'm sure Caranír's just lying in wait to noogie one of them, though.
Do you think I never speak to my aunt? I know that you snuck out with my cousin Dirk, and he got picked up by the cops. You want to end up in prison?!
Look, Miranda, you have your concerns, but Caranír? Not your kid.
Two of the four in this pic, though? Definitely yours. How come there's no supervision now?
Where've you been, Faelní?
...I like to eat muffins in our bedroom now. It's quieter there.
You just hate everybody, don't you, Él?
Yeah, Caranír's lying in wait so he can torment Arthnír, too. >:|
Wow, after several sessions of ~just talking~ in their underwear, Kay and Arthnír finally do it!
...boy, I hope Brannion doesn't realize that his hated twin is getting action from the same place he is!
Michael came to drop off a date gift for Él, but got distracted by the bubble blower.
Daeiel looks about ready to stomp something important. Good morning, Moore residence!
Oooh just you wait, Art. MY turn next!
Everybody hates Arthnír.
Dante...I can't help but think I forgot about something...
...I don't know, Miranda, how about YOUR BREAKFAST?!
Luckily, I broke up the riot upstairs and sent one of the kids to take care of the problem in the oven.
Not that it ever stops the constant. noogies.
You don't want to hug me?
Look, Daeiel, I think Faelní's the closest thing to a friend you'll ever find among your siblings housemates, so you better not ruin it!
Who needs friends? I can live off the bitter hate of my enemies!
Arthnír and Brannion are starting jobs because they are graduating high school today, and I'll be damned if I let them stay home all day and kill each other.
Daeiel greets this handsome walkby. Here's to hoping that one of the kids will escape the horrible mess that is this family's interpersonal relationships.
Well, it seems to be going well. I don't know what Kay's looking all shocked about. Nothing can be more scandalous than every aspect of Kay's love life.
So, one of my roommates, Arthnír? I. fucking. hate. him. Shh...it's a secret.
No, it's not.
Well, we've already repeatedly lost all our money, what's the worst that can happen?
WHOA
We are officially NOT poor. Until someone else's chance card takes it away from us.
*sniff* I prefer blondes!
Then get the hell out of here!
...poor Faelní. It took me awhile to realize part of the sectional sofa was glitched out and needed an error forced on it. The Moores ruined their eyes meanwhile.
Well, they transitioned into adult jobs and my one solace is that tomorrow, they won't come home together and head straight to THIS.
Oh no, looks like the loser made dinner again! Don't involve us in your fetish, Art!
Él, be nice! He came home from a long day at work and made dinner on top of that.
Maybe you could just apologize? To all of them?
I'm surprised the enemy thing didn't happen sooner, honestly.
Since the Moores are ~not poor~, they got to hire a maid. They got THIS hot maid. Not that any of Brazen Meadows' NPCs aren't hot.
Hey, something nice is bound to happen to you sooner or later, right, Arthnír?
HO SHIT
It could be worse. The chance card was actually wrong, and you weren't completely fired!
I'd still think he'd be burnt out on newspapers for at least the rest of the day after that mess, though.
I'm on to you.
What?
I see you staring at my man. Well, too bad. You can't have him. He's mine.
Uh, Miranda...
That's right, just lose yourself in your fantasies. I'll be over here remembering my awesome wedding.
...wow.
How clueless can one person be?
Oh shove it, Kay, and be happy that you're getting laid by twins. Someday one of them will find out and kill the other one, so enjoy it while it lasts.
My money's on the dead one being Arthnír.
I love my job!
Oh, shut up, maid. You wouldn't flirt with either one of them. (I know, I tried.)
So, Dad, it's not, like, a problem if my paychecks are an itsy bit smaller, is it?
...Art, you don't even contribute to household expenses. And, no.
POSTITIVE INTERACTION
OH MY GOD
So, Caranír's top match?
...this, over on the left here? Is Miranda's other sibling. Melissa. FAELNÍ is now our only hope for a child who isn't fucked up romantically. Though I can understand where all the fail is coming from, given their parents.
...DANTE?! But...you've spurned Kay for sim-years because of your marriage, and now you--in Miranda's bed--and...
(...he had a reason that would be considered decent in Romance-sim logic.)
How can you be charmed by a chubby teen who is related to your niece and nephews, Melissa?
Ah yes, Dante went crazy because he was about to get old.
He makes an adorable elder, and I still don't know why no one's noticed that Caranír is a black-haired twin of his father yet.
Well, at least someone's happy about this mess. GRUMBLE
Daeiel approves, of course.
What is wrong with this family?
It all started when I decided that I didn't want to have one DNA donor, and that I also didn't want to move out Miranda...
That was rhetorical!
How about this for an explanation? The triplets' mother is outside in the snow, in a nightie, showing the maid her ass, in front of the schoolbus, as her children come home.
IT IS NOT SUNNY, CARANÍR. STOP LYING.
What is that, snowman? It's about to snow?
That snowman is not talking to you. It doesn't even have a FACE.
Ooh, you were right, snowman!
...shut up.
Part of Daeiel's problem as a Romance sim is that she, in her head, decides that she's ready for the "hugging stage" of a blossoming relationship way before the other party does.
Given that she has like 1 nice point and does this shit autonomously confuses the hell out of me.
I didn't want to hug you anyway, dork!
Yes, yes you did.
How cute. Someone served sushi, sushi bar style!
Élchiril goes to grab the groceries and get a good look at the grocery boy...
...but she gets cock-blocked by her own father!
...I'm a girl.
It's a figure of speech.
It's Faelní's birthday today. Her other siblings couldn't take time out of their busy schedule of tormenting each other to watch.
What are you so upset about? You're the nice one! The calm one! My only hope!
They're fighting on my birthday!
I. HATE. YOUR. FACE.
They fight when it isn't your birthday, too.
Faelní is really, really pretty.
If the outfit didn't tip you off, here's what she rolled.
Why, yes, even though I've had Grilled Cheese in my dice-rolling program for literally generations upon generations of legacy sims, I rolled not one, but two, in my RR generation where I don't get to officially play the heir.
They did it on purpose.
I don't care what your orientation is, missy, as long as it's "not related to me or my half-siblings." Got it?
Oh, I hope these two get along great! I mean, they can talk endlessly about their favorite topic without pissing each other off! And, with the wallpaper, could this shot BE anymore GC?
...wait...
Can THIS shot be any more GC? I THINK NOT
I just want you to know that I'm proud of you, Daeiel.
...uh, thanks, Dante?
I don't know what's odder, him doing this when she doesn't know she's his daughter, or the fact that she hasn't really done much for a father to be proud of. >:|
DAEIEL THIS IS THE ONE PERSON THAT LIKES YOU
STOOOOOOP
Why is there a penguin talking?
I'm surprised it took this long for our first fight. Guess who it is?
If you picked Daeiel and Arthnír, you're right!
Brannion lamely attempts to talk up a townie walkby, while Caranír starts wondering why it's suddenly gotten harder to breathe the air in the hallway.
While you'd say to yourself, "maybe they'll leave him alone now," of course, it'll just make it worse. (Besides, he started it with the noogies.)
Faelní only gets as fierce as this. Thank god.
So, one time a burglar came and stole Mother's car. It was terrifying!
Dae, you were one and a half. You can't possibly remember that.
Faelní just serenely smiles and nods. Because she has obviously learnt mad not-getting-my-ass-beat skills from observing all her siblings!
I can't believe I lost a fight to that sack of fail!
Wow, this is actually happy and friendly. A FUNCTIONAL RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN SIBLINGS.
...oh no. No.
I do not want all of them home alone together, this is a nightmare.
Oh wow, I didn't know that Élchiril and Caranír were this functional, given her huge amounts of glaring.
I bet you're really sorry to miss your first day of high school, huh, Faelní?
It's not like there won't be other days of school after this. How will I ever cope?
No, eye rolling leads to sarcasm, sarcasm leads to arguments, arguments lead to poking, poking leads to slapping, slapping leads to fights, and fights lead to the Dark SIDE!!!
This is Faelní's top match. Notice the lack of him being a Deline or associated with Kay in any way.
I love you, Faelní.
Then, we hear the cheating bonk, and Dante's evil cackle as he begins running.
Miranda's not even home, what would--
--why would you suddenly care about them doing this NOW? This is like the tenth time! I think Brannion's screwed Kay more than you ever did, Dante!
That ungrateful bitch...
I can't believe you would do this! With my own son!
At least it wasn't her son, too? OH GOD NO, I'll give them ideas.
Any other family, the adults would set an abusive example for the kids, but that's not what happened here.
I know that it hasn't been a perfect life. But you were living here with our children, and I thought you were happy.
How could I be happy all alone in a big house, hearing Miranda lord everything over me...
...wait, does this mean that Caranír, Daeiel, and Élchiril are my father's kids, too?
YES!
So how come they're better siblings to me than my own twin brother, the asshole?!
Oh god, could we not do this one time...
I just saw your father make that face. The smug look of Daeiel's is more Miranda's thing, though.
Booooooo, kick his ass Brannion!
I wonder if it's too late to find someone to adopt me.
The older kids form a mob to watch the chaos. Faelní's in an entirely different area of the house with her date.
Oh my god, you are all violent men in this family!
Kay, violent men? Look at Daeiel over there, reveling in this.
Right, the logical thing to do after you've just been caught cheating on the man you're in love with with his son is to go fuck the other one.
I'm soothing the poor dear after his lost fight!
Just keep telling yourself that.
It's almost a shame that Faelní won't get to live out her life with perfectly sensible outside male who loves to listen to her talk about Grilled Cheese.
Ah yes, the least amount of skin contact between pairs goes to the one that isn't made up of two siblings.
MOORE FAMILY VALUES
They've thrown each other through the floor!
...okay, I guess not.
Now the twins are dead even for battles. Maybe they'll stop fighting after this?
I'm surprised the dude hasn't cut and run after seeing her family. Maybe he thinks he can save her.
Faelní, the date's over. Time to let go of him.
Daeiel evens up the score between Arthnír and herself, not that anyone really cares any more at this point.
Kay's bed?
Well, it'll be the least screwed up sexual encounter in it...
At this point, the answer to the question "what's wrong" can be answered with one word: everything.
I can't believe you caught Brannion in bed with Kay!
I would've thought he'd have been a little more jealous.
Ah yes, the bus outside while these two are inside can only mean one thing: the triplets are now high school graduates.
And I found them jobs, too.
He can't possibly fail more than almost getting fired...
...woo!
I know you're a Romance sim, but...talking bondage with your mother? I mean, seriously?
Arthnír, enjoying quality time with the one sibling that doesn't want to kill him.
You would think ONE of the twins would get sick of this. You would think.
So what do you think of what I made for dinner?
...uh, it's nice, Faelní.
The kids are having surprisingly successful careers.
Arthnír Moore is taking his Dad and brother's sloppy seconds!
...um, Caranír, that is your mother you're talking about.
I just thought it was amusing how these two were matching.
And then Arthnír ruined the moment by sticking his thumb in Élchiril's eye.
Goddamn!
I wouldn't think you could smoke that away, but Él manages.
...Daeiel's in education?
I fear for the future.
And then Miranda had her birthday. I don't know how she aged up badly. I mean, she is a popularity sim whose entire household is imploding, that couldn't possibly have anything to do with it.
She gets outfitted a bit more appropriately.
Don't worry, honey, I'm not going to be joining up with those batty old broads at the purple hat society.
Aaaand, as my time with the Moores closes, at least Dante managed to become a space pirate before we left!
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Now, let's have a final run-down of the kids of Generation 4. I will make a shortlist of three, from which you will select an heir for teffielynne. But let's give them each a moment to shine before it comes to that...
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