tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26703202888638985332024-03-06T03:00:35.371+00:00Silhouette Dreamsa sims 3 wishacygemly_teddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16384732672776498936noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670320288863898533.post-40309624391016143202014-06-22T21:14:00.000+01:002014-06-22T21:14:09.219+01:00Chapter 14: Deja Vu<span id="goog_2134788575"></span><span id="goog_2134788576"></span><br />
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<span id="goog_2134788575">I had a lot of crashes while shooting this, so sorry that it repeats itself. It's fixed now. I hope.</span><br />
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Sabrina restarts her day (after the crash at the end of last chapter), but chooses to perform for tips at the park instead of the beach this time. Maybe we won't run into dying people this time?<br />
That's Tonya Tamarind, there! Savannah banged her.<br />
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Sabrina re-restarts her day, and heads to the park again. This time there's a bigger crowd. That's Hazel Hoffman in the background there, the one who died last chapter.<br />
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Sabrina re-re-restarts her day (grr), this time staying at home. I sit there on speed 3, and notice she's autonomously doing laundry! Maybe it's the neurotic trait? Perhaps she's worried about germs?<br />
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I lost count of which restart this is, but this is the neurotic trait making her want to 'brush her chompers' three times. Chompers? Not heard that one before. We call them 'tegs' here.<br />
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I let her do it, because sims brushing their teeth is SO CUTE! She manages to not set off the trap that either she or Sahara set on that sink.<br />
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I cave and send him the money. Though that's one expensive ticket! And if I was him I'd've rounded it up to 80 so I had snack money. Idiot.<br />
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I'd like to add that Savannah and Suzuki woohoo about eight times a day. It's sweet how much they love each other :)<br />
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Neurotic trait makes Sabrina check the stove and the sinks constantly. That's cute too! I decided I love the neurotic trait :)<br />
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:D I've never had a sim anniversary before!!<br />
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Sabrina leaves her parents alone for the day. If they 'get it on' eight times a day on a normal day, I don't think she wants to know what happens on their anniversary.<br />
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Well done! You've learnt grammar! But no. You must be about to age up, so you can hack it out until the end.<br />
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LOL! Someone went into labour and all the old women crowded round in panic.<br />
She had twin girls. Then like 2 hours later I got a notification that she was pregnant. o.o SP is definately working! <br />
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And then my camera zoomed out...<br />
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No....<br />
NOOO!!!!!<br />
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Oh Savannah, don't do this to me!!<br />
I eventually unpaused the game. I originally paused it to let the textures load, but I think I needed the time to come to terms with what was happening anyway.<br />
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Suzuki looks shell shocked. Like he was having a healthy anniversary breakfast with his wife and then his world crashed down around him...<br />
Sav's tattoos are gone D:<br />
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Thankfully, she didn't drop down and beg on the floor. I think I'd've quit without saving if she did. She seemed like she was ready as she shook Grimmy's hand.<br />
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Suzuki: Mr. Grim Reaper, sir... Why my beautiful Savannah? I'm older than she is!<br />
Grim: Because you spent your life eating healthy and working out, she spent hers drinking and sleeping around.<br />
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Grim: I can tell you're distraught, so I'll just help with the chores a little then leave you be.<br />
Suzuki: Thank you, Mr. Reaper. It means a lot.<br />
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Sabrina: Dad! I got here as soon as I could! You sounded so upset on the phone, and you know how neurotic I can get and I panic and always think the worst. It's raining real hard out and the taxi-<br />
Suzuki: Rina.... Honey....<br />
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Sabrina: Dad? Daddy, what is it?<br />
Suzuki: *sigh, sniff*<br />
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Sabrina: Daddy! Talk to me! *shakes Suzuki*<br />
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Suzuki: *sniff* Rina, babygirl, it's your mother.... *sob*<br />
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Sabrina: Mummy....<br />
Suzuki: Oh honey, I'm so glad you didn't have to witness it! My beautiful Savannah! She loved you, you know?<br />
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Sabrina: I loved her too. *sob* And I love you, daddy.<br />
Suzuki: *squeezes tight* I love you too, babygirl.<br />
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RIP
Savannah Silhouette. Founder of this legacy, living her youth to the
max before settling down with her devoted husband and loving children,
you shall be sorely missed.<br />
(Notice the flowers are blue and pink to match her colour scheme?)<br />
And
she got the medium grave! All my sims have only ever got the sad little
paving slab thing. My legacy goal is to get at least one good grave!<br />
*Is over it faster than you'd expect*<br />
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Suzuki's
moodlet panel. Showing the heartbroken 'my wife just died' moodlet
alongside the wedding anniversary one. As if you'd be happy about your
wedding anniversary after that? <br />
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The
next morning, one of Suzuki's friends, who Sabrina met briefly at the
park the day before, pops over to console the family. Sabrina answers
the door and he gives her flowers, immediately turning it into a date
(ok so I invited him over and kinda hoped this would happen but shh!!).<br />
His
name is Alonso Candelaria, and he's currently dating Leilani Kahale
(the girl who's always on again off again with Kiwi Hale). I don't care.<br />
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Neither does Sabrina, or Alonso, it would seem.<br />
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LOL!<br />
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Sabrina: Hey, so you know my mum just died and I could do with some cheering up...<br />
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Apparently Alonso is a never-nude! I hate that trait, but he does have appropiately coloured shorts.<br />
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Sabrina: Why don't I feel any better? *sob* I'm so numb inside, mama!<br />
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OH NO! Not so close together! My poor heir-<br />
Grim: Relax! I'm here for the stray dog.<br />
Phew!<br />
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Suzuki: Why is my old friend Alonso here? And why is his hair wet...?<br />
Sooks, you don't want to know. o_o<br />
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...Hey! He's going up to heaven!<br />
.....Savannah went down.... Is she in hell? D':<br />
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But
before Grim could answer me, my game crashed. I can almost garentee
that I saved right after the shower woohoo, so I've lost like a sim-hour
if that. My game is fixed, and personally I'm blaming grimmy showing up
twice in one play session for the crash.<br />
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Some random bits:<br />
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O.o Does that mean he shat himself?! Ew!!<br />
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Savannah
gives birth to baby number two, and now has a girl and a boy. Also, do
EA think it's cool to misspell every damn name?! I need to get that name
tuning file set up now I have SP.<br />
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Suzuki broke my heart and rolled this wish BEFORE GRIMMY EVEN LEFT!! I didn't lock it.<br />
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Nooooo!!!
Think of the children!!! But I think this happened after I last saved,
so maybe they're still all happy. I'm not fussed if they do break up,
they've got two kids together and the novelty of having a living town
hasn't worn off yet and I love all the notifications, but I'll likely limit them soon because I'm currently getting everything everyone does.gemly_teddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16384732672776498936noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670320288863898533.post-6823185529080163202014-06-15T19:46:00.001+01:002014-06-15T19:46:37.576+01:00Chapter 13: Stalked By A Llama<br />
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Guys! I patched to 1.67 and got NRaas SP! D: Scary stuff! We'll see how this goes.<br />
Oh! And I'm getting REALLY sick of the stupid "Great Wooly Llamas ****!!"<br />
SHUT UP, EA! I am aware that I can time travel, I don't need reminding everytime my sim pees or eats!!! Ugh. Whos stupid idea was that? Someone who doesn't play the game, clearly...<br />
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Suzuki has started wandering around like this. Must be going senile :(<br />
Savannah is nearly done upgrading everything possible to unbreakable. I figured this would help with future generations, so when she quit her job she started upgrading everything. (she already had level 6/7 mechanical from her job)<br />
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*sigh* What do you want, Sam? Why did you drag my camera over?<br />
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Oh look! You're fat and ugly now. Good. Nope, you're not getting a makeover this time, either. I have better things to do.<br />
He gained the absent-minded trait. I didn't even get to roll, I ignored him too much and he obviously didn't do his homework. <br />
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OH PLEASE!!!!<br />
D: My family is doomed to forever be stalked by a llama.<br />
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Suzuki rolls a wish that makes me so happy this is a 'wishacy'.<br />
Suzuki: "I wish to send Sam to Dribbledine Sports Acadamy!"<br />
BOARDING SCHOOL!!! Why didn't I think of that?! Thank you!!<br />
And so I pull the computer out of Sabrina's inventory (and hope she doesn't get withdrawls before I can put it back) and he hooks me up immediately. He'll be picked up Monday at 9am. Good. It's Saturday night. Just one more day to get through....<br />
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Savannah is invited to some persons party, and Donovan (her son-in-law, for those with short memories) is there! So she asks him about his scales (??).<br />
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Someone breaks the computer, so, being the model party guest and good natured girl she is, Savannah fixes it. It has nothing to do with her locked 'max mechanic' wish, or the fact she's millimetres from hitting level 10. Nope.<br />
"Savannah is being inappropiate! If she doesn't stop I'm going to have to ask her to leave!"<br />
WELL SOH-REE!!! *rolls eyes*<br />
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Sahara has her baby! A boy called Joaquin :| He's passing on the green hair gene, which the heirs kids won't.<br />
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Bye Sam!!! We won't miss you!<br />
I'm so mean :(<br />
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Look what Savannah got in the post! :D Don't think I've ever had one of these!!<br />
I've now decided that every heir will max a different skill, and the house will be littered with plaques! (we'll see....)<br />
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Random, but what's the neon pink fruit/veg supposed to be? :|<br />
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NO! Hahahahaaha!! *cackles*<br />
....Hang on! That doesn't even make sense! Double no! You can't even string a sentance together!<br />
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Sam's family smustle gleefully round the living room at the news that he hates it.<br />
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Actually, they're having Sabrina's birthday party. I think you've probably guessed by now that she's heir.<br />
Sahara and Donovan come by to help celebrate. They're already expecting another baby! *gets giggly about SP*<br />
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Sabrina: Oh god, I shrunk!<br />
Temika and old man: Hahahaaa!!!<br />
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Sabrina: Oh, wait, something's happening...<br />
Temika and old man: Huh?<br />
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Temika and old man: WOOOO!<br />
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Uhm.... You look great!! o.o<br />
Temika and old man: *toot tooooot*<br />
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I rolled Sabrina's final trait, and she got neurotic :| This should be fun! I also chose her LTW as Master Magician, because I've not done any SHT careers yet.<br />
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Sabrina takes after her father...<br />
She does this all the time!! Nobody reacts to it either, so I'm wondering if it's just a glitch?<br />
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She graduates. She's valedictorian (aren't they all?) And get's voted most likely to fulfill her lifetime wish! Probably because she's being controlled by me!<br />
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Sabrina: Hellloooo!!! Mum, dad, the taxi left already!<br />
It really did. It drove off and these two just sat there floating for a little bit.<br />
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Sabrina performs for tips, but she's not that great and her flowers keep coming out dead.<br />
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But she can make cards appear from nowhere :)<br />
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Oh yeah, I did a mini-extension downstairs and gave Sabrina her own double bedroom and there's a laundry room next door.<br />
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The next day she performs for tips at the beach, and she's a lot better :)<br />
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Until Hazel Hoffman dies...<br />
I've never seen a fairy die before! They live for-ev-err!<br />
Infact I've not seen anyone die in SO long because all my Mattells are supes.<br />
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Hazel doesn't seem too bothered to die, though. And politely shakes Grimmy's hand.<br />
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And then Sabrina spends some time getting to know Gilberto Gonzalo. There's a serious shortage of young adults right now, Sunlit Tides must be the Florida of the sims world. So, I'm keeping my options open for baby daddies. Sabrina has commitment issues anyway, and Gilberto isn't too bad looking.<br />
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And then the game did another lazy crash, where it couldn't even be bothered to shut down the game. No idea when I last saved, but I'm pretty sure it was after graduation.<br />
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Also, Story Progression has a favourite couple! Kiwi Hale and Leilani Kahale break up and flirt and go steady every day. I've lost count. It's tragic how they keep getting back together...<br />
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Edit: And thus marks the start of gen 2! And no, I'm not able to sim yet, but I have this and one more chapter all written up. I'm estimating another 2-3 weeks and I'll likely play this save first so I can just play to get back into it, so I'm posting this and will post the next one soon. Possibly even tonight so I'm caught up. Lolz. <3 gemly_teddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16384732672776498936noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670320288863898533.post-42766871912607573062014-03-23T19:57:00.000+00:002014-03-23T19:57:17.082+00:00Chapter 12: What A State!!<br />
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Good news! I finally got my lazy ass in gear and sorted any game starter, so now I've lowered my aging for this save without worrying I'll forget about raising it again for the Mattells! Things should get moving, and, if I continue to not be lazy I'll patch soon and treat myself to Twallans SP! (In this save, I'll add it to Mattells next gen, SV is too overcrowded.)<br />
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Sabrina pranked the shower, and Sahara got unlucky.... Hm. Possible colour for next gen? That's waaaay brighter than the blue hair in my Mattell legacy and I like it :)<br />
(SOZ FER UNDERAGE BOOBZ!)<br />
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Oh no D:<br />
Moving the ages made Suzuki and Savannah's elder birthdays come too quick :'(<br />
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NO! Don't cheer!! It's sad!!!<br />
(Walls: Huh? Oh, we're not partially down, we swear!)<br />
....Sabrina's hair! o_o<br />
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Sam: This is boring, I wanna go bed.<br />
SHUT UP SAM! NOBODY LOVES YOU! (He's not heir. I unnecessarily hate him too much.)<br />
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Suzuki: Ooft, ow! <br />
NO NO NOOO! D: Stop rubbing your back! You're making me sad!<br />
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Suzuki: Oh, hey, this ain't so bad...<br />
Thank god. I don't feel quite as bad now.<br />
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N'AWWW! Sahara rolled a wish to slow dance with Donovan. I didn't think EA would have allowed for adult-teen slow dancing, but then I remembered that it's not a romantic interaction. >:(<br />
Donovan: Everyone is staring at me. I wonder if they know my dark secret?<br />
Sahara: What secret?<br />
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Donovan: Uh.... Uhm.... *STOMP* Oh, I'm so sorry!!<br />
Sahara: OWWWW! MY FOOOTTT!!!<br />
Donovan: Phew. Avoided that question...<br />
Suzuki: You have such beautiful eyes random old dude...<br />
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Sabrina: Baybee yew no yur ma wurld!<br />
O.o<br />
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Sabrina: Oh Izrayul, yew say the sweetist things <3<br />
That's Israel Billingham, pretty much the only teen in town other than Sahara and Sabrina. He's a babysitter, so he isn't even real, and because Sabrina has commitment issues they likely won't marry, but she needed someone.<br />
Sabrina, your hair.... :|<br />
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Oh yeah, look who decided to move in again! He only stayed 24 hours this time, but he did eat two slices of cake and three helpings of mushroom omelette. He didn't even pee once, and he told me he was going every hour.<br />
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NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!<br />
D':<br />
There was a reason I didn't give you a cake at the party!!! DON'T DO THIS TO ME!!!!! :'(<br />
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NOOOO!! You're so old :'(<br />
*regrets setting elder stage to four days*<br />
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I decided she calmed down a little in her old age, and so she has a very faint blue and pink tinge to her hair. That's her sleepwear she's in right now, and she still has her lip piercing.<br />
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This is the legacy she leaves behind.... What a state!! There is no hope for Sunlit Tides.<br />
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Suzuki still thinks she's hot, which made me smile. He just stood there, checkin' her ass while she made breakfast.<br />
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It's Sahara's birthday! And the walls are definately fully up this time... Yup.<br />
(Guy behind Savannah is shocked by how much he likes Savannah....)<br />
Look!! At the back there!! The blonde mullet! It's Thiam! The simfest performer that Savannah banged as part of her failed lifetime wish!<br />
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Ew.<br />
And everyone thinks about how (un)lucky Donovan is!<br />
I randomised Sahara's final trait, and she got workaholic. <br />
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And then I fix up Sahara's outfit, everyone has cake, and I get Sahara working Donovan so she can move on out.<br />
AND TIME STOOD STILL!!!<br />
For ten whole minutes. Then I figured it wasn't lag, it was one of those lazy crashes that can't even be bothered to shut down the game. So I restarted it and made dinner while it was loading again.<br />
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Sahara: Oh Donovan *smooch smooch*<br />
Donovan: Oh baby *smoochy smoochy gropey gropey*<br />
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Sahara: Oh Don. I think I lo-<br />
PISS OFF TENIKA! YOUR FAT ASS IS BLOCKING MY VIEW OF THE CUTESY STUFF!<br />
Tenika: Lalalaaa *sparkle sparkle flap flap*<br />
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Tenika: Are you insulting my brain?!<br />
KIWI! GO AWAY! THE PARTY'S OVER!!<br />
Sahara: Lets go somewhere more private....<br />
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Donovan: I AM TERRIFIED OF THE STRIDE OF PRIDE!!!<br />
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Sahara: Now that we've tried for a baby, will you be my boyfriend?<br />
Seriously. I've been trying to get the 'ask to go steady' to show up since they first bloody met!!<br />
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Sahara: Y'no? Screw that! Marry me!<br />
Donovan: *girly scream* omgomgomgomgomg!! I can't wait to tell Tenika and Kiwi!<br />
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So I just get them married now, because it took that long to get them even dating I'm not passing up the opportunity. Then they stayed til morning and I got Sahara her dream job before kicking them both out with a bun in the oven so I'm garenteed at least one baby from them.<br />
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The remaining family members spent the next day (which they had off for Sahara's graduation. lol) at Vargs tavern, where Savannah reaquainted herself with the mirror while a paparazzi obsessively took pictures of her (seriously, she gained 30 photos in her celeb journal :| how sad.)<br />
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Savannah: Eeeehvrybaady do the smustle<br />
Sabrina: Oh mooommm!! You're so embarassing!! *joins in*<br />
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Savannah orders a round of drinks. (I had to go into buy mode and delete the moondial that I didn't know was here, and so I figured 'what the hell!' and installed a professional bar instead of the boring old one)<br />
They're the crazy drinks that change your traits.<br />
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Bartender: Underage drinking? Nope! If I close my eyes then I di'n't see nothin', and then it never happened!<br />
Sabrina: *glug*<br />
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Uhm.... :| I honestly didn't know Suzuki had another romantic interest. I guess they both had pasts. Anyway, Lucretia Parrott died. I don't care. Suzuki does, though.<br />
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Uhm... And Sam was downstairs gambling or selling drugs or something I dunno. He might have even gone home, I really couldn't care less about him.<br />
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Donovan was a merman! (That was the secret he was hiding) I've never played with one before, and I almost considered changing the heir! Almost.<br />
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Results of the crazy drinks:<br />
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Donovan: Thanks for letting me stay the night in your sauna!<br />
Why haven't you left?! I kept getting notifications from him "I have to go now" and various variations of it, but he stayed for two days. Never came into the main house, though.<br />
Donovan: I want Sahara to be heir so I can spend more time in your presence, oh mighty goddess!<br />
Hm... I think I could live with you if you said more stuff like that...<br />
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I mean, at the moment I have Savannah who manages to wet herself a few metres away from where she's standing... No, I don't know either. She was on her way to the bathroom. Yes, that's the bathroom you can see through that door. Sim logic.<br />
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So I think "Yeah, I'm gunna move to an empty lot and build a legacy house" So I buy a laptop and have Savannah set it up. She looks really old D':<br />
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So the family moves to the only empty lot in town (wtf EA?)<br />
LOL YOU STILL CAN'T SEE SAM!!<br />
Haha, honestly, that's not intentional. He's coming up soon, don't worry.<br />
Why is Sahara glaring at her sister?!<br />
Anyway, so I spend some time building something quick. Selling their house got them 93,000 simoleons! I didn't spend it all, but I did get most stuff from Into The Future to try the stuff out.<br />
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Savannah gets the notification that Kai Kahale, a romantic interest of hers, has died. (Shouldn't the pic in the bubble be of ghost-Kai?) Hey look! You can nearly see Sam in his pink crib in this one! Don't worry, we'll get to him ;)<br />
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A Holo-TV! Hehe! This is so cool. (Sorry, not finished testing UNI yet so not got to anything ITF related.)<br />
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Sabrina: Huh, what is this? How does it work? *Shakes violently*<br />
Careful!! That was expensive!<br />
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Holo-PC!<br />
Sabrina is now addicted to chatting online. The ball thing lives in her inventory.<br />
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It's Sam! And oh look, the stupid ice IF didn't get sold with the furniture. Damn.<br />
But it's ok, because I took him out Sams inventory and he disappeared...<br />
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Mummy-daughter time, eating pumpkin pie that according to the info Savannah made at some point.<br />
I've since decorated the ceiling a lovely garish pink and purple.<br />
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Sabrina is obsessed with asking for bedtime stories. This time, for once, she gets into her own bed. I forgot to see what book Savannah chose, sorry.<br />
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Savannah rolls a wish to quit her job, and I let her. She's still got one day of maternity leave, then two days at work (due to leisure day and days off etc) before she ages to elder, so I don't see any harm. Especially not since they sold that house and got rich.<br />
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It appears that one of the girls has been setting traps. I later found out it was Sahara, from her moodlets.<br />
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Sahara: OMIDAIZ MA SISTA IS GROWIN' UP!!<br />
Sabrina: *derpface*<br />
Savannah: I feel old :(<br />
Sam: Why do you people insist on putting me downstairs? All my toys are upstairs!<br />
Suzuki: *is at work*<br />
Yep! It's Sabrina's birthday! According to the cake she's three today! About time to start high-school, for sure!<br />
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Sabrina: BEHOLD! I AM GIRAFFE GIRL!<br />
Sahara turns her back to avoid looking, and... Pepper? Or is Pepper her surname? The fairy with the blue wings whos initials are PP seems really excited about it. (Edit: Penelope Pepper.)<br />
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She looked really weird, like Sahara did, so she got a goofy makeover too... But now she looks like that I think she may have to be heir. Still waiting to see if Sam is attractive, but right now Sabrina is winning. If she can find herself a husband. If not, she may have to steal Donovan from her sister... LOL.<br />
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She gains the commitment issues trait, which would be a hoot if she was heir. <br />
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The weird-faced sisters tuck into birthday cake together.<br />
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OH PLEASE JUST GO AWAY! WE DON'T WANT YOUR SPARKLY BUCKETS!!<br />
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Sabrina: Mai mahma say when you grow up yer body changes!<br />
O.o Uhm... I don't think she meant like that...<br />
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The girls work on homework together, and this house has such amazing routing that even though Sabrina is infront of the fridge, Savannah can still get into it. :| Oh ok then.<br />
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Oh what are you laughing about Sam?!? Please shut up and eat poop from your potty or something.<br />
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Oh! Uhm... Happy birthday!<br />
He didn't even get a party... Sorry little guy.<br />
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Oh dear. :| Well, he's kinda cute (though you can't tell, sorry), but so were both his sisters as children. I'm letting him keep this.... uhm.... unique outfit. He gains the clumsy trait, which is a favourite of mine... <br />
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And that's your lot, peeps! I leave you with some layout pics of their speedily built house. There's not any deco, yet, but I'll add that in as time goes on.<br />
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Downstairs. (those are weird ceiling lights, not puddles) There's Sabrina obsessively chatting online. That girl has an addiction.<br />
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And upstairs. There's Sam crying... again....gemly_teddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16384732672776498936noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670320288863898533.post-1596629058046931762014-03-11T17:45:00.000+00:002014-03-11T17:45:46.475+00:00Chapter 10: I Like Yer Mullit<br />
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I'm really mean and refused to greet the mascot because there's no way I'm wasting my time with uni in this legacy... Eventually it started crying, after giving me two of those annoying sparkly tubs.<br />
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Hey Savannah... You look ridiculously pregnant, please don't tell me you have quads in there?<br />
Savannah: zzzz- huh? What? Oh, the waffles...<br />
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I don't remember them getting this picture, but I don't remember much these days.<br />
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Anyway, so the paperkid starts bitching at me about having too many papers. *sigh* stop dropping them off, then! I'd cancel the service, but I don't have enough space for a computer in this house. I'm considering moving to an empty lot and building a legacy house like the good old days. I'd leave those two sparkly buckets, of course.<br />
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Then I notice that some of the outdoor furniture is singed :| There are a lot of thunderstorms here, I guess because it's almost always summer, but surely they'd have to be on fire to singe, and if they were on fire the camera would pan over...<br />
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Savannah: OH GOD!<br />
Yeah, you're too old for this really. But it's your own fault for getting pregnant, I never told you to.<br />
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There's a birthday party for Sabrina scheduled tonight, and Suzuki starts work soon, so Savannah has to stay home and give birth. I get annoyed with Suzuki's screaming because I have the sound on for once, and send him off to clean the bathroom ready for the party.<br />
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It's a boy! With green hair (surprise surprise). Eyes are yet to be revealed, annoyingly. I wish there were baby defaults. His name is Sam. He was born with the heavy sleeper trait, and I randomised the other and got slob. Hm, either both his sisters have to be uglier than him, or they have to get some awful traits for him to be heir. I don't like slobs, especially if I'm going to follow wishacy rules next gen!<br />
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AND THIS MARKS A WHOLE GENERATION WITHOUT MULTIPLES!! (<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Provided Sav and Sooks don't run off and surprise me again</span>) I don't think that's happened since I installed Generations! Is my multiples curse broken?!<br />
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It's Sabrina's birthday! Yaaay! Wooo! ---Why are you wearing that weird outfit again, Savannah? Whatever, I just wanna get these kids grown up so we can see who's pretty enough to be heir!<br />
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OHGODPLEASENO!!!<br />
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Sahara, despite not having the brave trait, rushes in and extinguishes the fire while the rest of the party gets as close as they can to the flames and screams. Savannah at least has the sense to get Sabrina out the way.<br />
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Savannah: OH NO THE CAKE BURNED AND I NEED A TOILET!<br />
...What happened to your shoulders, Sav? That looks painful.<br />
Savannah: I DUNNO IM SCARED!!<br />
Sahara looks annoyed that nobody helped her (I'd like to say the fire is definately out at this point, my computer is slow and the glow from the fire stayed a while.)<br />
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So Sabrina has her birthday via MC in the end. The party is nearly over and I thought any birthday would count. Apparently not. Oh well. There was some leftover cake in the fridge anyway so the family had that instead of the blackened mess on the counter.<br />
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Oh, yeah, btw, I got 299 simoleons from the insurance company, but the counter costs 809 to replace and the cake 30... So... Thanks! *rolls eyes*<br />
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Sabrina: LOL I'M A PRINCESS!!<br />
I couldn't be bothered to wait for all the outfits to load, so I picked the top one and then turned it random mismatched shades of green. She's only a child, she doesn't care.<br />
Also, she's pretty at this stage, but so was Sahara so we'll see. She gained the ambitious trait, I randomised again.<br />
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Twallan broke my stereo again. *sigh* He's become such a troll in this save. Like, srsly, stahp!<br />
Not sure that stabbing the iPod with a giant screwdriver will help, though.<br />
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Suzuki has breakfast with his girls... yes, that is the burnt cake rotting on the counter. Nobody can clean it up, so I figure I'll just replace it on the next birthday. Babies are only babies for three days, so it's not long.<br />
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See? Told you! Daddy got to see this birthday. Most of the party stayed outside.<br />
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This is Donovan Grantham. The non-vampire son of the fat vampire Savannah used to try and complete her lifetime wish (that never registered as done and I'm still bitter about it).<br />
Sahara: Oh hai I like yer mullit. Will yer go to prom wit' me?<br />
Donovan: SHORE!<br />
Good, that's you married off, then!<br />
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Haha! Sorry, I just noticed his workout wear and the starry tshirt made me lol.<br />
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It's prom night! And in a new twist, Donovan stands around by the kitchen door next to the pool and thinks dirty thoughts!<br />
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EA: "The dance has finished. Make sure you get home before curfew!"<br />
Sahara: But!! But I've not left yet! I've been sitting here all night waiting for Donny to get in the limo!<br />
Sorry, hun. I've still not got round to putting in a no-curfew mod. At least you had a nice view!<br />
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What is the point in assigning people beds if they just go lie down wherever they want?! This was autonomous, and I thought it was cute so I let it happen. Suzuki's reading her 'Seances and Sixth Sense Abilities'. Great story, I'm sure. :|<br />
Sabrina didn't fall asleep, though. She canceled the interaction because she forgot to have dinner and got too hungry.<br />
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Haha, Sam got an IF (of course) and I was working out how to totally annihilate it (help?) because there's a hidden one in my Mattell save that throws script errors, and I used debug enabler to turn it into an ice sculpture. Unfortunately, he can still interact with it, so I need to work out how to annihilate it.<br />
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Oh yeah, this is Sam. I don't care about him. And yes, this is the only picture I've got of him and he's not even rendered. The only thing he has going for him right now is that he's got mummy's pink eyes. I didn't even change his outfit. That's how little I care about him. Sorry, Sam... :|<br />
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Donovan: Oh my, Sahara! You're so strong! *swoon*<br />
Sahara: Ano, bby. I have the strength of someone eight times my size!<br />
This kiss was far cuter with Kaity and Winter. The random spinny thing at the begining and the fact there is no way in science that Sahara could support his weight just made this look weird.<br />
And the 'ask to go steady' option won't show, and everytime he goes home they go from romantic interests down to best friends again. It's annoying, if it doesn't fix itself I'll marry them with MC before I kick Sahara out.<br />
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And that's all I got for ya! It seemed like a lot more in-game, sorry :| Stay tuned, and maybe next time you can see Sam!<br />
And also, Sahara rolled a Lifetime Wish, she wants to be a superstar athlete. That's the same LTW as Suzuki, but he doesn't stand a chance.<br />
Also... I kinda like Donovan. He's not ugly and so I might change my mind and have Sahara as heir. Though I do like the pink eye gene... So maybe it might be Sam. Or maybe Sabrina will be really pretty and I'll pick her? Who knows. I spend a lot of time in this save with it on speed 3 while I wander around doing chores. I just want to move onto the next gen, really.gemly_teddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16384732672776498936noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670320288863898533.post-34394514226737619712014-02-23T15:16:00.000+00:002014-02-23T15:16:44.561+00:00Chapter 9: Repossession Is Nine Tenths<br />
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It's around 8am, Sahara has just gone to school. We've recieved word that the repo man is on the way, as I'm so incompetant as an overseer that I managed to fail to click the 'pay now' when the final warning popped up, even though I have more than enough money to pay.<br />
Savannah has turned to drink.<br />
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The repo(wo)man hides her van behind some trees, and stealthily runs toward the house.<br />
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She takes the oven... And that's it. Clearly we're not in too much debt. I immediately replace the oven with the exact same one, but rumours still circulate that Savannah had some items repossessed. Damn celebrity thing.<br />
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Oh yeah, and they were hiding upstairs. The adults were glaring at each other, blaming each other.<br />
"This is your fault, Suzuki. If you earnt more money..."<br />
"Me?! You're the one who's on permenant maternity leave!"<br />
"Oh?! And who's fault is that?! You're the one who keeps knocking me up! I didn't even want kids!"<br />
"Mama?"<br />
Awkward...<br />
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Love day comes around and the repo incident is long forgotton. The whole family head over to the festival grounds for a day of fun in the sun.<br />
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When they arrive, they're met with this sight. I have no idea what that's meant to be?! It never rendered, either, and Whatsisface ran off the lot with it flickering around him. I guess we'll never know....<br />
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It starts raining, of course - sods law and all that - but Sahara doesn't care and hunts for eggs after getting her face painted (she didn't find any. What a loser.).<br />
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Little Sabrina is left to wander the festival grounds unsupervised. Because this is sims, and that's acceptable here.<br />
Anyone else think her facial features are way too mature? Cover her body up and she could be an adult.<br />
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Suzuki rocks that dancefloor.<br />
Where's Savannah?<br />
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...Discovering she's pregnant. I don't know when this happened. It's been too long in-game to have happened last time I played, so they must've snuck a risky in while I went toilet or got a snack or wandered aimlessly around the house for ten minutes trying to remember what I was doing before I went toilet and got a snack...<br />
Yes, I really am that absent minded sometimes.<br />
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A rainbow is a sign of hope. Hopefully this means that it's only one baby in there again and I can hope my multiples curse is still steering clear of this save... (I don't know myself at this point, she's still pregnant as I type this up)<br />
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She joins hubby on the dancefloor. I hoped there'd be some kind of trophy but maybe there isn't even a competition? I could've sworn I read something about a spring dance competition? Maybe I imagined it.<br />
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Very soon, Sahara's birthday rolls around. Savannah busys herself fixing things and clearing away mouldy plates while Sahara has a lie in worthy of any teenager.<br />
I figure I may as well have her gain skills. She's got another 8 days maternity leave to go at this stage, and I wonder if she'll ever return to work as she's only got 15 days until she's an elder. It feels like she's not worked since Sahara was born... She probably hasn't actually.<br />
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Sahara blows her candles out as her parents cheer in time like they've practised all their lives...<br />
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She ages up and gains the 'Loves to Swim' trait.<br />
Oh! She gained Cat Person at her last birthday, and Sabrina was born with Loves the Outdoors and Excitable. All traits are randomised, by the way.<br />
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Her parents don't know what to think of her new look...<br />
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lol.<br />
She grew up really ugly, so I caked her in ITF makeup which will never be used for anything other than making ugly sims look funny. Sahara will now not be heir for certain, so we're putting our hopes on Sabrina or foetus to be beautiful.<br />
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I've not seen her smile yet. She just sat there and ate her cake like she'd been forced to do it. She actually looks a bit like she hates her parents for some reason... Real moody teen haha!<br />
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I actually don't mind her in profile. She's kinda striking. I also think she'll grow on me. She's not conventionally beautiful by any stretch, but she's unique looking.<br />
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Anyway, that's all folks!gemly_teddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16384732672776498936noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670320288863898533.post-45791587534966452442014-02-12T21:22:00.000+00:002014-02-12T21:22:31.179+00:00Chapter 8: Twallan Broke My Stereo<br />
Sorry for this chapter, my wonderful boyfriend, the love of my life, my soul mate, my all... Threw away my notes without checking with me and he's in the dog house for real. *glares* Everyone, glare with me.<br />
And also, probably doesn't help that I played all this over the Christmas period. Yeah, I got lazy with writing it... <br />
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Random zombie and alien chatting outside.<br />
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Meet Sabrina. (Yes, it's sudden for me too! I apparently didn't take any pictures of her pregnancy.) She is... *drumroll, dramatic lighting* Suzuki's! Which is good, because I kinda wanted the fairytale family. She get's a dye-job at birth like Sahara did, this one is a different shade of green, because I didn't move my presets over when I switched from laptop to PC. I keep reminding myself, but I still haven't.<br />
Obviously, I can't tell you her traits. I'll try and remember to hide my notes in secret places in future. Or write up sooner than two months later...<br />
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Suzuki plays with his eldest daughter. He got some tattoos... I think it was probably a midlife crisis wish. He got that cross on his arm (green, of course, for his daughters)<br />
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-And that plumbob on his palm. Maybe it was one tattoo for each? I'd tell you, but... you know by now. I'll stop going on about it.<br />
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Sahara has a birthday. She's dressed summery, because although it's currently winter (you'll see in a sec), winter is only 3 days and summer is about two weeks, I think.<br />
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Uhm... I figure I'm trying for another baby? I can't see any other reason for this pic, so I'm chucking it in incase.<br />
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Sahara and (when she's old enough) Sabrina's room. Just a little green. Maybe I went a bit CASt happy?<br />
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Snowflake day! And it's raining. I have snow turned off in this save, it seems silly to get snow in the tropics. Sahara waits eagerly by the presents while Suzuki entertains some guests.<br />
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...And she waits...<br />
"Is it time yet?"<br />
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"I gotta go - bye!" Said every guest seven hours later as the sun set. A cold, wet Sahara looks pretty stroppy. Hey, I tried to throw a present party or whatever it is, but EA just can't be trusted with things like that. I'll have to look for a mod and we can try again.<br />
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Luckily for her, daddy waits until everyone has left before wetting himself...<br />
(At least I think he did. This pic is lighter than the last, but this is the order they're in...) <br />
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And then it happens...<br />
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Savannah ages to full adult in the bathroom surrounded by her family (apart from Sabrina, who is still a bur- Oh! I can't say burrito anymore! Burden. Hehe.). I don't think she got a midlife crisis.<br />
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Just to show how green Sahara's life is. lol.<br />
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Sabrina does still exist too! See! She's your regular boring screaming baby, don't worry.<br />
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Twallan broke my stereo. It's true, he did. Overwatch overwatched, and turned off my stereo. I got the wah-wah-waaaah music you get when something breaks, and it was smoking away. A few days later he retired, he obviously knew I was going to charge him for the parts Suzuki needed to fix it. *sigh* modders these days...<br />
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Savannah enjoys a relaxing bubble bath in the steam room. I love the cutesy face they do with the duckies.<br />
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Oh yeah... This is what she wore to use the bath. 0.o Strange, right? Suits her, though.<br />
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Sabrina aged up. I didn't get a face-on pic, but I remember her being cute. I'm picking the heir based on looks, so we'll wait and see who turns out prettier.<br />
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Savannah gets started on toddler skills.<br />
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While poor Sahara suffers through her homework.<br />
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It's been a while, so this was a surprise when I went back in game...<br />
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I was working on the last woohoo required for her LTW. I had wanted to use Donnie Foust, the beekeeper guy from the last chapter. Unfortunately, he got lost somewhere between the laptop and the PC when I switched, so I decided to make do with the celebrity from the same chapter, Kai Kahale. (Yes, I just wrote 'Kaity' from habit. It's Kai's fault for having the same first three letters.) He aged up at some point over night.<br />
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They watch as I place a hot tub, being sure to only use 'kaching' the required two times, with the intention of selling the hot tub and family fundsing the correct money back. But I forgot, sorry. Next time.<br />
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Savannah's eyes are captured by something. I'll leave you to decide what.<br />
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To celebrate her freedom from nappies, Savannah invites Suzuki over. Suzuki chooses to ignore the naked old man in the hot tub. Either that or he can't see through his sunglasses in the dim light.<br />
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Sav just wants to settle down now. She's only a few days off adult, and her lifes ambition to woohoo with five sims is complete. She asks Suzuki to go steady, and he agrees. <strike>True</strike> sim love cares not about pasts.<br />
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Suzuki is truely floored by Savannah's next move.<br />
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They speed through and make it official. They do already have a daughter, and only like 30 days until they die, no use hanging about! Suzuki takes Savannah's name. It's the title of the 'wishacy', so would be stupid to change the surname after such a short amount of time.<br />
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Savannah? You look scared? Suzuki looks a little sinister... Maybe I made the wrong decision...<br />
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The next morning, Suzuki admires his ... broken pinkie. I don't want to know.<br />
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It's Suzuki's birthday! I could have sworn I selected casual wear, but everyone showed up in formal... Well, sort of. Their idea of formal.<br />
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He sees Clementine's face, and tries to look away.... It just draws him in. Look away, Sooks! Please! Think of the children!!<br />
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He strikes a pose as a midlife crisis hits. I decide I'll fulfill any crisis wishes he has, I've never done that before.<br />
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Savannah scowls at a camera phone. If only she hadn't slept with Kai, she wouldn't be in this mess.<br />
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Savannah: Honey? You look down.<br />
Suzuki: I'm fine. Not like I care that half the guests at <i>my</i> birthday party are sims you've woohooed with...<br />
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I still wonder why I do this to myself. At least my active household is only three right now, rather than in the Mattells where it's always around the eight mark, plus 10 guests and however many party crashers.<br />
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...This is the moment I realised she woohooed with both Kai and Suzuki within hours of each other. I literally have no idea who the father is at this point. And it took me <i>this long</i> to realise O_O<br />
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Savannah's biggest fan records her dancing as the party winds down. She's having a great time...<br />
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...And is blissfully unaware that her two potential baby daddies are making aquaintance in the kitchen.<br />
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<i>No, really. I didn't plan the baby daddy drama. I just didn't think. It was "right, LTW is done, now she can marry like she wanted. ... Well, they better celebrate that."</i><br />
<i>I also haven't played past this point, so I still don't know who daddy is. I shall hopefully find out soon, and not leave you hanging too long.</i>gemly_teddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16384732672776498936noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670320288863898533.post-18876549728543790092013-10-03T17:59:00.000+01:002013-10-03T17:59:55.003+01:00Chapter 6: Queen of Halloween<div style="text-align: center;">
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We rejoin Savannah having her first meal in her new house. I really like this house. It's decorated all simple, and relaxes my eyes after playing my Mattell legacy, where all the decoration is over-the-top and varying degrees of pink...<br />
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Sav rolls a wish to potty train Sahara, so we get to that.<br />
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I take a thousand pics, because I think the animations are cute/funny. This is the one I picked for final cut.<br />
"Puuuuuuushhhhhhh!" :p<br />
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And here's what she did immediately after.<br />
"MMMOOOOOMMMMMIIIIEEEEE!!!! Potty stole my poopie!!"<br />
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She's actually pretty cute. I thought she was ugly before, but maybe she has a shot at being heir (not that there are any other options... yet...)<br />
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Anyway, Savannah wants to meet someone new, so we head across the street to the park. I'm not calling a babysitter, and Sav still has a wish to teach 'Ara to walk, so we work on finishing that while we're lonely in the park. I'm kinda surprised that, even though it's only 5C (41F), they don't bother with outerwear...<br />
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That takes next to no time (seriously, like, 1 sim-hour for more than half :| ), and before I know it, Daddy Suzuki has appeared. I have Sahara sit next to him. I wish toddlers could beg for attention like they could in sims 2...<br />
Sooks doesn't care one iota, and reads away.<br />
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Meanwhile. "Oh em eff gee. A celebrity" *pants hysterically*<br />
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After getting Kai Kahale's autograph, Sav turns on the charm infront of the paparrazzi.<br />
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Oh my. Rendering fail!<br />
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Then she shmoozes her way to 'fame leecher', while Sahara roams freely around a park full of strangers. Pap looks angry...<br />
(Why did I make her a celebrity? I get enough opportunity spam from Kaity and Shaena in my legacy...)<br />
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Just as we're about to head home, an... oddly dressed man enters the park. I decide we need to know this guy for later. Pap and Kai look on in awe. Savannah's moves are a force to be reckoned with.<br />
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His name is Donnie Foust, and he likes flowers as much as the bees I assume he keeps. <br />
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He leaves. Potential baby-daddy? Hm. Maybe. Definately number 5 on Sav's list, though.<br />
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"...Soon..."<br />
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Once home, they still aren't tired after an entire day at the park... So, Sahara gets a talking lesson. She doesn't look like she really wants it. Or maybe she's just confused as to why her mother would plonk her infront of the toilet for this task...<br />
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"Say death." <br />
"Deff."<br />
"Good girl!"<br />
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She learns to talk pretty quick too, so daddy comes over as a treat.<br />
"I'm so hungry for you."<br />
Smooth, Savannah...<br />
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This kiss is the cutest still. <3 I like making them do it and just watching. Is that weird?<br />
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Anyway, Sooks soon heads to bed. Ignoring the double bed, which he could have shared with his...uh... Baby mommy, and been in the same room as his daughter, but instead chooses the single bed that I bought for when Sahara grows up. (And I had planned on CASting it and decorating the bedroom before it made it into the story...)<br />
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"I'm tired..."<br />
Uhm... What are you doing?<br />
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It's spooky day!<br />
Everyone looks appropiately sombre in the car ride over. Suzuki? Eyes on the road, please.<br />
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Savannah enters an apple bobbing contest. Suzuki was invited too, but he prefers to watch like a bore. Sahara has once again been left to roam free on a cold day without outerwear.<br />
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She wins, and tries to look modest.<br />
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Next is the haunted house. She scoffs at the small crowd of townies mourning the decorative graves.<br />
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She rushes out the other side so fast I don't get to get an exit pic, but she immediatly does this... Is this because she got scared in there, or has Suzuki struck again? Guess we have to wait and see.<br />
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Eventually, Sahara gets some attention in the form of her favourite green formula.<br />
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Mummy then heads off to refill her newly emptied stomach in a pie eating contest.<br />
That guy is huge, Sav. You don't stand a chance.<br />
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I was wrong. She finished over a sim-hour before him, I mean, look, it got dark while we waited for him!<br />
"YEAH! I'm the queen of halloween!"<br />
Spooky day, Sav, spooky day.<br />
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I decide that's quite enough fun for one day, and Savannah rounds up Sahara.<br />
"Ew, she smells."<br />
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So, Savannah has just gotten home with baby Sahara. She seems to have put a little weight on on one arm only in this pic. Her snake bracelet is being swallowed by the rolls.<br />
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Suzuki is throwing a party at his house. I get a reminder asking me if I want to go. Uhm.... Well, lets see. The host is at my house, and has spun into his formalwear ready for it... Savannah has just given birth... Nah. We'll skip this one.<br />
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Suzuki's formalwear has no shoes. I giggle.<br />
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He spends the night out on the bench in the raging autumn storm. I don't know why he didn't pick the couch, his feet will get cold out here...<br />
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The next day, we invite Tonya Tamarind over. She's a co-worker of Savannah's.<br />
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I realise she's pretty. And I like my sims to kiss pretty people.<br />
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They head off to the shower for a little intimate girl time.<br />
LTW 4/5<br />
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The second she's out the shower, Graham Grantham calls for another date. This one goes a lot better, and Savannah even gets some flirting in.<br />
Oh, but the date is at the medical facility... Maybe Graham wanted some blood?<br />
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Anyway, so the date is very boring, as sim dates tend to be, so I watch the moon. (One by Misty. I dunno which one... Harvest? I forget.)<br />
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Then an old man walks by in flares and a... lovely shirt. I laugh. Graham heads home, so Savannah follows suit. I'm thinking Graham will be the 5th woohoo, to complete the LTW. He's married, so it could be a challenge. I'm up for it. After that Sav can settle down with Sookz.<br />
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We get home and, of course, the rather beautiful babysitter hasn't made it inside yet. Poor Sahara smells funny.<br />
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Oh, hey, we forgot about you, Tonya...<br />
"I can't believe you'd run off on a date right after we woohooed! You're so disrespectful!"<br />
"Hang on, Ton, I'm getting a phonecall."<br />
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Sav heads to bed, and Ton sticks around to play with Sahara. I watch her like a hawk, because I get the feeling she's out for revenage and might kidnap my baby.<br />
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She doesn't. She helps herself to pancakes from the fridge before heading home around 4am.<br />
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I get bored of having a baby, and Sahara has an early birthday 'party'. Only a day early. Not even that, 20 hours.<br />
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She ages up disappointingly boring. With Daddy's hair and eyes.<br />
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Muuuuch better.<br />
I found that shade of green in my presets. I barely remember making it, and I so rarely download hair colours... No idea who it was for, but Sahara's colour is now green. Looks good with her skintone, I think. She kept daddy's eyes.<br />
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Savannah looks happy with her daughters makeover.<br />
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And takes her to the beach to learn to walk. We get just over halfway before Sav is starving and bursting for a pee, and 'Ara is about to collapse from lack of sleep.<br />
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She looks pretty in the dark. And worried...<br />
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Toddlers are cute when they drink.<br />
She must love green. Even her milk is green! And the full moon lighting just makes it all greener.<br />
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'Chu ain't so pretty when you cry, doll.<br />
Dat nose...<br />
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Yeah, so then I decide to move. I use edit town mode and lose all my wishes. Purely because freerealestate didn't seem to work in normal move mode for whatever reason.<br />
I swear they have furniture...<br />
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This house was only one floor. It's really pretty, and has a much bigger floorspace than the old one, but it's mainly outside space. It only had one bedroom, so I replaced the bedroom with a spiral staircase and built two bedrooms upstairs.<br />
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This is one of them. The one next door is for when Sahara ages to child. Or when I get bored of toddlers and age her to child. I feel ashamed calling this a wishacy...<br />
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And so the girls go to bed in their new house for-<br />
Hang on...<br />
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DUN!<br />
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DUN!<br />
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DUUUNNNN!!!!<br />
*Cowers in fear of the randomly materialising doll of death*<br />
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Yeah, everyone got nicknames 'cus I'm lazy at typing.<br />
Not one wish was fulfilled in the making of this chapter. lolgemly_teddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16384732672776498936noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670320288863898533.post-43176787461846031792013-09-12T18:45:00.000+01:002013-09-12T18:45:24.059+01:00Chapter 4: Shock And Awe<br />
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To my utter shock and awe, the game saved itself on crash (??? Dubble-yew Tee Eff??!?!?!), so we start up from where we left off last time...<br />
Really, I had to pause the game and just stare for a while I was so shocked.<br />
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Ursula Lemuel (The hostess of the party), tells Savannah she's been 'misbehaving' and should leave. I assume Suzuki got the same message, as he walks out not far behind. Savannah takes the time to grin at the wing-man on her way out.<br />
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At 3.30am, I get all giggly and happy. Wahooo! This... thing... will go on!<br />
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Must be the hormones, she washes the dishes before heading to work.<br />
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While at work, she rolls a wish to talk to Gavin (who is the fat vampire she went on a failed date with, and also a coworker). I look through her relationships again and discover she's enemies with Luna Wahine. I'm sure we've never met her... :|<br />
Maybe she's related to someone she slept with? She's a teen.<br />
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The hormones kick in again after work, and she looks happy about cleaning the thousand papers outside.<br />
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Another co-worker calls, Angarika Goyave, and asks if we could hang out. I accept and let Savannah continue on her cleaning spree while we wait.<br />
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Then the time comes, and I wait axiously to see if I'll have to edit her maternity wear. These things always take ages to load, so I pause the game and wander around the house for a bit.<br />
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I get back and unpause. Savannah isn't breathing. If it wasn't for the leaves moving in the breeze, and the fact her phone starts ringing I'd think it had crashed again.<br />
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I get bored and take a pic or two of the skyline.<br />
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I unpause again, and wait as the stars rise and twinkle above.<br />
It's lucky Angarika never bothered to show... <br />
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Suddenly, Savannah hops to life! She's hungry. Her tummy feels funny... Like it's growing...<br />
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Oh! It grew!<br />
I then go into options and enable memories, before disabling them again. For some reason I have to do that every time I go into this save, but I forgot this time.<br />
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"Hey, rock, I wanna hold your hand." Flirty trait in action...<br />
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So, I check out her everyday maternity...<br />
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"Heh. Can we change it?"<br />
Savannah looks a bit bewildered... Yes, love, we can change it.<br />
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Much more your style. Tops a bit faded, but it's only for two days.<br />
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She dreams about babies :)<br />
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I was happy to see that her sleepwear was maternity enabled. Made my life easier.<br />
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The paperboy does this every day. Why does he want to come inside anyway? :|<br />
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We get a notification about a simfest starting at Micks. I've never attended one of these things before, and since all her friends are at work, I decide we can go check it out.<br />
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When we arrive nobody is there, so she sings kareoke for a bit.<br />
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There's a singer up first. I forget his stage name, but his real name is Thiam Moya.<br />
He is amazing. No, really. I'm surprised by how good this is, and vow that the next heir of this... 'wishacy'... will be a performer.<br />
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Savannah seems equally impressed. She keeps swooning too.<br />
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Thiam... Well, what do you think? I think he has potential. He has an amazing voice, too, and I embarrassingly found myself clapping at the end of his set (no, really...).<br />
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Savannah wastes no time in approaching him. I'm liking her thought bubble.<br />
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For some reason, he decides she's being impolite. She had a 'saw awful performance' moodlet, too. Really? I enjoyed it, and everyone else was dancing and cheering and clapping!<br />
Anyway, so she apologises (who knows what for?)<br />
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One thing leads to another...<br />
(Paahahahaa! I love this pic soooo much)<br />
LTW: 3/5<br />
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Savannah gets hungry, so she goes to the bar, you know how the vodka diet is good for pregnancy...<br />
While she's doing that, I watch the next performer. He's bendy...<br />
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He sets himself on fire, and I laugh to much to watch anymore.<br />
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The proprietor starts giving Savannah disapproving looks around her third cup of juice, so I send her to the bistro.<br />
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It cost SEVENTY-FIVE SIMOLEONS to eat there, and she comes out with a burger?! Better be damn good, girl!<br />
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I'm bored of her same 4 wishes, so I fulfil the 'chat with Gavin' over the phone. She tells him she's having Suzuki's baby. She should probably tell Suzuki at some point...<br />
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We immediately replace that wish with one to skinny-dip, so I send her to the pool.<br />
Upon arrival, I remember pregnant sims can't skinny dip for some reason, and so she swims a few lengths instead.<br />
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Bump pic. She still has 12 hours left at this point. I swear my sims get bigger each pregnancy :|<br />
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The next day, Suzuki sends a gift. It's awful and garish and I hate it, but I put it up anyway.<br />
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Savannah gets really into her cleaning...<br />
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Before going into labour while attempting to finish clearing the newspapers.<br />
She actually still looks attractive like that! I'm impressed!<br />
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Baby girl, Sahara, is the first baby that has had the privilege of feet in my game. As you can see, there is minor floating, but I'll take floating babies over burritos any day. Plus, I never play from this angle.<br />
Her traits are Loves The Outdoors and Excitable.<br />
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Suzuki appeared from nowhere at the hospital. Really. He never went in, I was looking out for him, but he came out and caught the cab home with us.<br />
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I moved her dresser to her family inventory. There was no room for a crib, but we'll move soon. I'll probably cheat ;)<br />
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Savannah stares at Sahara like this for a while. I think she's in shock. She thought this was a real wishacy, but she never wished for a baby...<br />
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She did, however, wish to marry someone shortly after this. I got rid of the pillow-fighting wish as the interaction just cancels itself anyway, and locked this one in. I'll let her fulfill it soon. Probably after that LTW is complete, though...gemly_teddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16384732672776498936noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670320288863898533.post-51796743132807171312013-09-08T14:36:00.001+01:002013-09-08T14:36:18.821+01:00Chapter 3: All Aflutter<br />
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As soon as I load my game up, I get a popup in the corner from Suzuki. He says he's leaving, then adds:<br />
"<i>You and me, sitting in a tree... Oh gosh, did I say that out loud? I mean... What a fun date! Don't mind me...</i>"<br />
I'd never seen that before. I loled. Then I loled again when another came up immediately after that I also hadn't seen:<br />
"<i>Your heart's all aflutter, oh my! You never thought you'd use aflutter in a sentance, and yet... Who knew dates could go so incredibly well?</i>"<br />
I take these as good signs, but Savannah doesn't seem to care as she eats dinner in the squalor. The counter and cooker are filthy too. Just waiting for that sink to join in...<br />
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She immediately rolls wishes to 'go on a first date with someone' and 'get a tattoo'. Unfortunately, all four of her slots are full. Not that she needs any more tattoos, and I'm kinda hoping she gets together with Suzuki... <br />
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The next day is leisure day. Savannah doesn't know what leisure is, and gets up at 5am. She showers, and then realises how awful the kitchen is, so she sorts it out. Good girl.<br />
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(Oh! Her traits are: flirty, rebellious, loves the outdoors, great kisser and nurturing. I think I must have randomised them, because that's an awful list of traits for any kind of legacy...)<br />
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She's so pretty...<br />
Anyway, yeah, she gets a phonecall from Tonya Tamarind. I check her relationships, and she has about five friends! Three from work (including Tonya), that vampire (the fat guy from the first chapter), and of course, Suzuki, who is her best friend.<br />
Tonya just wanted to chat.<br />
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As it's leisure day, and she has a locked wish to go on a group outing, she invites Suzuki to the festival.<br />
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She gets there before him, and looks a little lost (that's never happened to me before :| Is that a glitch?)<br />
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While I'm waiting for Suzuki to show, I have a look around the festival lot. I wonder at EA's logic here, and decide it must be a fake bamboo. Maybe a skating stunt pole disguised to look like bamboo...?<br />
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Suzuki shows. I'd begun to wonder whether he would...<br />
They talk. Who knows what about? I didn't catch their speech bubbles, but I hope it was about their great date.<br />
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I direct them to go skate together. Savannah walks off the lot and round the outside (because ST has the best routing.) before getting to the skating rink. By this point, Suzuki decides he has work soon, and has to go.<br />
Hang on... Nobody works leisure day! I'll get him back for avoiding me... (He's a toddler sports coach...)<br />
Anyway, so Savannah skates alone. She clearly really enjoys it.<br />
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She's hungry, so I click her moodlet and she decides to join the eating contest- wait...<br />
Yep, that's right. Teenage Helen Hoffman has got herself pregnant. (I didn't know EA's story progression allowed that...)<br />
Apparently, she couldn't find any of the teen-maternity appropriate bottoms for that outfit. I've had them for years. I decide I like her like that, and leave her to it. Floating torso's are always good for drama.<br />
I also discover she's surprisingly pretty for an EA premade. Not drop-dead gorgeous, but I wouldn't mind her genetics in my family. Maybe Savannah will get pregnant and they can get their kids together?<br />
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At the last second, Savannah suddenly decides she doesn't fancy hot dogs. Maybe she didn't hear that the dying of starvation glitch was fixed a few patches ago?<br />
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She then does some odd variation of 'pat your head and rub your stomach'... Or maybe she was complaining about starving?<br />
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She heads to a concession stand... Wait... Something isn't right...<br />
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<b>*PING!*</b><br />
As if by magic, the shopkeeper appeared. (I'm not expecting anyone to get that reference. <a href="http://youtu.be/LojjkamzKFM?t=2m" target="_blank">Here.</a> Good old British childrens TV, from back in the day.)<br />
This shopkeeper is also quite attractive. ST peeps are hotties.<br />
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She gets some chilli-cheese fries.<br />
While she's eating, she gets a party invite, to... Well, I dunno. That's about the only name I didn't make a note of. Sorry. Anyway, so she attends.<br />
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That's the host. The brunette. I could swear there was either an M or an H in her name. And O was the second letter... I think.<br />
The blonde woman... Yeah, I wondered what she was doing too. Turns out there's a pool ladder there that hasn't rendered by this point.<br />
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Suzuki's here. I don't see any toddlers...<br />
Apparently Savannah got a tan. She looks... weird.<br />
Anyway, so I decide Suzuki can make it up to me by attempting to make babies.<br />
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This blonde guy looks like Suzuki's wingman. He gives him a "You go, dude!" Look as he heads out to the girls at the pool. (This is when I realise this is the first pool party thrown by an inactive where they actually have a pool!)<br />
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Just as Savannah and Suzuki make it to bed, the game crashes.<br />
I don't know when I last saved, probably at the summer festival lot, so I won't have lost much, but this explains the shortness and any repeats/inconsistancies next chapter. I'm writing a chapter for each play session.gemly_teddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16384732672776498936noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670320288863898533.post-72623750416685718742013-08-30T21:29:00.001+01:002013-08-30T21:29:02.160+01:00Chapter 2: Destined Never To Sleep<br />
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Ok, so you may remember last time I mentioned I had glitchy bed syndrome, but knew how to fix it? Well, I tried the proven fix, and it didn't work, so I just moved her via edit town. She arrives at her new house around midnight, and heads straight to bed.<br />
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Around 2am, some lovely lady (whos surname is Goth, in an odd turn of events. I guess the Goths over here aren't as well off) comes to welcome Savannah to the neighbourhood.<br />
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Savannah dreams that someone needs arresting, before waking up and calling the police. This one is destined never to sleep a full night.<br />
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Ms. Goth steals the shower, and cackles loudly.<br />
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Savannah finishes her call to the police, and exits the room to do the 'Burglar!' interaction. The burglar has the hearing of a bat, and escapes before the cops can get her.<br />
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PC Rashay finally makes it onto the scene (yes, it's a full moon, hence the fierce glow from the lights), and after a pathetic apology where he mentions he'll catch the burglar next time (I mean, really. How reassuring. You expect me to get robbed again? I should have stayed in my old house with the glitchy bed.), he then tells Savannah that he doesn't care what anybody else thinks, and she's attractive.<br />
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The next morning, after yet another night of broken sleep, Savannah wakes with the hope of a shower. She breaks down crying when she realises she's been robbed.<br />
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Instead, she heads to the TV, as that seems to be her favourite pastime. (Damn, forgot to get traits. She's got Rebellious, Flirty and Great Kisser. I think Loves The Outdoors too, and so I have no idea why she loves the TV as that conflicts with that last trait...)<br />
Anyway, so she breaks it by turning it on, stands up, and checks it out. She give a nod of the head and that 'you're hot' pouty-face and everything... Odd girl.<br />
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Her lifes ambition is to woohoo with 5 different sims in 5 different places...<br />
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Anyway, she attempted to go to work, but for whatever reason the taxi drivers of Sunlit Tides united. They kept driving her literally 4-sim-feet before kicking her out. So I did a quick reset town, and that seemed to fix the problem.<br />
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She turned up an hour and a half late for work, which was annoying as she really needed a new shower, but to my surprise she got a promotion, depite being late and having no skills and and average mood. So, shower crisis averted!<br />
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She then wishes to both learn the handiness skill, and to read a handiness book, so we go to the library. Nobody of interest is there, and it takes me ages to find the bookcase with skill books in.<br />
I also finally get the little joke for the in-game book 'Game of Thorns', and chuckle to myself for a while about how it took me so long to get there. (Game of Thrones, for anyone as stupid as me)<br />
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With those two wishes complete, she rolls a wish to pillowfight with Suzuki Hinata (Mystery Man, told you it was an odd name. He looks nowhere near Japanese!), so we invite him over.<br />
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For whatever reason, the pillow-fight interaction keeps cancelling out, but they autonomously flirt instead, and we find out that they share the flirty trait. Then Savannah goes to bed. It's about 3am by now and she's not slept properly since she appeared on this island as a full-grown adult with no memories or relatives.<br />
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I'm pleasantly surprised when Savannah finally wakes up mid-morning (on her day off) and cleans the house. What a good sim.<br />
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She rolls a wish to play dominoes with someone. I have no idea where to find a dominoes table in this town, but she lives next door to a place called 'The Hot Spot', so I head there to have a look. I then do a double take as I try to work out where I've seen this place before...<br />
(<a href="http://story-with-no-title.blogspot.co.uk/" target="_blank">For those who don't know</a>)<br />
She then, predictivly, goes and watches the TV, before I decide to look for dominoes elsewhere.<br />
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We head to Vargs Tavern. No dominoes here, but she does meet a friendly mirror.<br />
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And a friendly fairy... (Griffin Alto, incase he comes up again)<br />
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She and Griffin head out to the llama transporter. If you've not done that yourself yet, it's pretty cool!<br />
(LTW: 1/5)<br />
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The next morning, Suzuki comes over. Savannah still has that pillowfighting wish to fulfill. The interaction keeps cancelling, so we try something else instead...<br />
Unfortunately, that keeps cancelling too, so we head out, assuming that there are just routing issues in this tiny house.<br />
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Suzuki has his own car. Only a Sloppy Jalopy, but better than Savannah (who has a locked wish for a motorbike). He drives up a mountain, but stops halfways up.<br />
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He then beats Savannah to the top, poor girl isn't used to running, even if she is in the army.<br />
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Once up there, I remember you can't pillowfight on a community lot (DUH!), so we do something else that involves pillows instead. I think it counts.<br />
(LTW: 2/5)<br />
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Savannah then takes some time to herself in a relaxing mud bath. Hopefully she'll sleep tonight, she's planning an early night as she has work in the morning and hasn't slept more than 5 hours a night for a week...<br />
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<i>I have risky set to replace woohoo. I've not had any vomiting, but I thought it'd make her LTW more interesting. Also, I've made my own rules for the wishacy, where I do her wishes as well as mine. When I have more sims I'll probably be good though.</i>gemly_teddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16384732672776498936noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2670320288863898533.post-63141197132480360752013-08-25T20:31:00.000+01:002013-08-25T20:31:58.870+01:00Chapter 1: Savannah<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>Disclaimer: I played this a few months ago, so I forgot everyones names and wishes...</i><br />
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<i> </i>This is Savannah Silhouette, my wishacy founder. I don't remember her traits, lifetime wish, or anything about her. Except that she looks cool, and as this was the first thing she did upon moving into her new house, I'm going to assume she's pretty vain.<br />
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The second thing she does, is plonk herself infront of the TV. I'm like 'great, this should be fun...'.<br />
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Eventually, she wishes to get a job in military, so we do that.<br />
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She then ventures into the outside world finally, with the wish to meet someone new. I use this as an opportunity to explore Sunlit Tides, which I'd just got at this point.<br />
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So we head to the park/beach/pool (I can't remember. You can see the sea from anywhere, there's grass, and there may have been a pool on this lot, or maybe I went somewhere else?)<br />
I don't know who is woman is, but I don't remember her being very nice.<br />
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So Savannah plays chess alone, fulfilling a wish to gain a logic skill, I think. I begin to wonder if she's insane. I may have randomised her traits, actually.<br />
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Oh, that's right! We were at the park before, and then we went to the pool when the sun set as Savannah wanted to swim. She checks this guy out. I don't remember his name either, I'm pretty sure it was a silly name, and he may have been married, but obviously Savannah liked him because he features quite a lot in this chapter.<br />
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Savannah gets in the pool. I love this picture. She looks all thoughtful and moody, plus, look at that smokin' hot bod! How could mystery man (just off screen) resist?!<br />
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Mystery man can't resist, and he throws off his clothes and joins her. Some fat man appears too, that's his legs up there. Savannah heads straight for the ladder, she's starving now and something made her crave sausages...<br />
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Unfortunately, she has no means of cooking sausages, so autumn salad has to do.<br />
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Then she goes to bed.<br />
Ok. This is where everything went wrong. Savannah went major glitchy, and wouldn't sleep at. all. Something broke in the patch or something, and anyway, I know how to fix it now so I will continue.<br />
So, she barely sleeps all night, deciding instead to constantly get in and out of bed and switch between sleeping and napping until morning arrives.<br />
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First day of work! She looks a little nervous... I guess it's lack of sleep.<br />
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After work and a shower, mystery man rings her. I don't know what they talk about, but the rose icon that means 'date' keeps appearing in her speech bubble. I get excited at this point, and she makes her first friend.<br />
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After work the next day, she heads to the library(?) and mystery man is there wearing some interesting clothes... Savannah stares wistfully at him, and I think she does that 'smokin hot' thing too.<br />
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It's not long before mystery man goes skinny dipping in the fountain. I hope you can't see naughty stuff in this pic. Sorry if you can!<br />
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Savannah passes out before she makes it into the library, that glitch has still been keeping her from sleeping in bed at this point. So I send her home, she can fulfil whatever wish she was there to fulfil tomorrow.<br />
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A few days later, she rolled a wish to go dancing at a club. There were no clubs on the island, and I was too lazy to build anything. I stick down The Grind and force her to go (despite her lack of sleep). She has one of those drinks that changes your traits for a few hours.<br />
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Some amount of time later, she get's asked on a date by a fat vampire. They throw peace signs as a greeting.<br />
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He screams and shouts at her about how he's burning, and Savannah is pretty upset about how he seems to be blaming her. I mean, he picked this odd shady car park, not me.<br />
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He abandons the date, and Savannah laughs at him while he storms off. She heads back to the library to fulfil that wish from a few days ago, whatever it was.<br />
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Mystery man is there again, and this time he's wearing better clothes. Savannah challenges him to a game of rock, paper, scissors...<br />
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Before randomly terrifying him. By this point I remember being frustrated, as I had hoped she'd roll more romantic wishes so I could get this show on the road.<br />
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After she scares him, he leaves. Savannah starts walking home, because the routing is so awful in this world that it takes about the same amount of time to walk as it does to drive. She stops in the park for a nap.<br />
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<i>And, yeah. That's where I got to! I plan on hopefully playing a bit more of this soon, and so hopefully there'll be a new chapter up soon. I also hope that she does something interesting soon...</i>gemly_teddiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16384732672776498936noreply@blogger.com6