The Greens v2.0 - Generation 7.3
Previously: Births, birthdays and the Greens just generally losing their feckin' minds. AND THE GEN'S ONLY JUST BEGUN. Also, to anyone who reads but doesn't watch the journal, apologies for the lack of updates last week. I'm currently in the midst of a very labor-intensive part-time job, just finished my substitute teaching prep for the year and also went out of town for the weekend.
That said! Let's move on, shall we?
Dear Stele,
If you ever cleaned anymore or, I don't, actually FINISHED PREPARING THE MEALS YOU START MAKING, maybe this wouldn't be a problem.
Yeah. :|
- The Simgod
Oh look. Roach has buddied up with his father's best friend.
Roach: What?
Cliff: Waaah! Mommy's not paying attention to meeeee!
roadtogreen: ...maybe you should try stalking the parent who isn't pregnant and passed out in her underwear in the backyard.
Jumping rope and practicing ballet. Brubaker's two favorite passtimes.
Brubaker: Fitness starts young. Fitness gets the chicks.
Meanwhile...
Vera: Huhduhhh.
I don't actually remember what started this fit.
Vera: Derhurr.
Doc: Vat iz zis? A new one?
Congratulations, Vera.
You somehow managed to go crazy in the one place where everyone would see you.
Then she went and threw up.
Which she feared.
Then she pissed herself.
Which she feared.
Then she did the Mr. Lampshade dance in her undies.
Which...I just find amusing.
And finally she RAN for the greenhouse.
Where she proceeded to collapse in the corner and lose her mind once again.
Doc: ...well, zat waz fast.
Out front, at the same time...!
I never forget to pay the bills, always queue it up as soon as I see the mail delivered.
So let me explain.
The mailbox glitched, see?
I could send people to get the mail but it fell out of their queue as soon as they reached the box.
This happened once in my old game so I already knew I had two choices.
A) Move the family out and back in.
B) Wait until the repo man came and then the mailbox would go back to normal with the next set of bills.
...I obviously settled on B. I mean, seriously. I'm too lazy to redocrate.
So what did our sinister friend here take?
Well, first he took the broken toilet...
And then he took...
The rack of hanging herbs.
Come on. You could've saved me some trouble and taken something more expensive, couldn't you?
Like, say, the broken trash compactor?
Sutherland: Wait. He took my herbs? Now what am I supposed to slip into the bubble shit?
...if you go crazy again...
This pregnancy? Obviously not going well.
Luckily, she later woke up, took a shower and immediately gave birth.
UNLUCKILY, I THEN GOT THIS.
So meet Barbara. Girl, black hair, pale skin, blue-green eyes.
Vera: Here, you know how this works.
And Ben. Boy, same genetics except the skin is one tone darker.
Sutherland: Bleh.
roadtogreen: Stop being cute. I'm busy losing my shit over here.
Vera: You have fun losing your shit. I need a drink before I lose mine.
...what?
...oh.
Awesome.
Three aspirations failures by a single sim in a single update?
You'd think this was an ISBI or something.
Now, if you fear puking this time, we're having words.
Brubaker: Hey, simgod! Look at me! Totally taking your mind off of all that shit!
Brubaker: That's right. I'm awesome. Oh yeah. Oh yeah.
...he then snapped to attention like "What? I wasn't doing anything. :|"
I'm sorry that you don't like your makeover, Cliff, but you're the one who grew up into the dragon costume.
I promise I'll make you over again next update.
Gus: Hohshit hohshit what do I do with this thing?
Gus: Here. You've had more practice than I have.
Roy: OK. Let's go get you changed.
Barbara: COMPETENCE! Hallelujah.
Usually I find the distorted body positions creepy but this one is kind of cute.
Stele: *multi-tasks*
Ben: *hopes the right load gets left in the garbage*
No wonder Brubaker is all about getting buff for the ladies.
Always watching his parents make-out, it'd be that or swear celibacy.
All parties are agreed.
It is best to ignore Dave swooning over his lesbian sister-in-law.
Infants: *SHRIEK*
Toddlers: *WHINE*
Gus: I'mgoingtogooutbackandshootmyselfinthehead.
Since Stele's been having issues, I decided to let Roach retire and take care of the grandchildren.
We needed the help around the house more than we needed the money anyway.
Dude. This kid's in, like, third grade and he has an actual rock band.
Vera: Whee! It's Mr. Lampshade time!
Gus: If I don't see it, it doesn't happen.
Stele: *decides to actually do some work around the house*
Vera: You're so hot, sex with you could help me not go crazy.
Gus: Oh, you flatterer.
Vera: No, seriously. Sex with you will help me not go crazy. Bedroom. Now.
Boozin' up the other company, Knipp?
Vera: *assists with the boozing* Oh, hi.
Dave: Hi.
Vera: Are you here to pick on me?
Dave: No.
Stele's Coworker: Ish thish guy botherin' you?
Dave: ...what?
Vera: Wow, her breath kind of reaks.
Dave: Here. How about I bother you instead?
Dave: Who totally farted? This chick totally farted.
Coworker: Gonna keel chu!
Knipp: I need another drink.
Gus: AH!
Vera: ...what? I only asked if you could hold the baby.
Dave: AH!
Sutherland: *oblivious*
Dave: AH2!
Sutherland: Woo! You did that dance move already!
Brubaker: AH!
Brubaker: Remind me again why I want to be heir?
I don't know, bb. I really don't know.
Next time: I...don't know that, either. Advanced warning, though, it probably won't be posted until next week. In fact, I probably won't be making any more Saturday updates until at least December, due to just being too ridiculously busy. As it is, I already need to stock up on some more screenshots just to keep up with once a week. Whee.