Days 29 and 30

Day 30

Fair Appleton. Today is the day of the greatest sudden change the town has yet seen.

This is what I logged into the house and saw first. Like immediately first. Like the game wants to illustrate how badly that DSS needs a call.

Sorry, NMR.

Rathen agitates the situation.

Aww, so cute and cuddly and oddly disconcerting...

The bomb is dropped, so therefore the baby is. Rathen recoils in disgust and the baby cries. YEAH REAL NICE AND PARENTAL FROM OUR ONE AND ONLY FAMILY ASPIRANT.

Looks like we got some delegation. Duey scoops up the stinky baby- go figure, he's used to the smell of colon mingling with intimacy- and Rathen grabs NMR off the floor for another bottle.

After changing a diaper, nothing's quite so refreshing as lamenting over the ashes of your second best friend, the only man you knew of with the stones to dress like the woman Duey knows he is.

You know, every time they do this, wave up at me in the sky and bitch that they need to go pee, I WANT them to have an accident, and only my prime directive prevents me from having them find activities to do until they detonate.
He complained by his bed five more times...

Then he goes into the babies' room and peepee dances by a sleeping Cyrai. What in the fuck.
He then sprinted out of there...

HAHAHAH you sad fuck! He didn't make it.

OH COME ON.

More random hormonal bullshit.

Jumpin' Jack flashfire, turn off the gas gas gaaasss

The significance of this shot here was that GIIRyudo got out of the shower he had just started and ran down stairs in order to be terrified into the worst level of horror that the household's known yet.

So, he goes over by Death Toilet and has a fit.

He does the monkey.

He then shakes the hand of Prime Minister Trufflebottom, Lord of the Unseen Barrier of Nippleville.

He is such a sad little man. I have no idea what this status improvement is for. Probably 'less crazy.'

Hey! Here's a face we haven't seen in a while. I wonder if she's coming to pay respects to her poor gender confused ex-boyfriend elf.

Look who else just arrived.

Pay respects? I'm starting to detect a degree of 'now that that Santa's toyshop reject is out of the way...'

OH HELL

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON
Just when I run an update and swear that I've seen it all.

The coolest thing about this, which is unfortunately not really something I could 'screenshot,' was pausing this, going into camera mode, and spinning the camera around Rathen. It was like the Wachowskis did their own interpretation of the Hitler / Braun romance.
Sadly, this moment didnt' end with the flying crane kick to the side of Nobuu's skull, as it implied.
Also something you couldn't screenshot, was Rathen saying, 'bongy nongy nong!' over and over.
Also, Nobuu bounced a little on the couch with Rathen's antics. Nice physics touch there.

This is so, unspeakably fucked up.
One day I'm going to die and go to Hell, and down there I will be seeing fake-Rathen waving at me and demanding I make him use a toilet.

More random crying.

More bitching from GIIRyudo. He's hungry, or maybe smelly, or something, I don't know and I don't care, I wish I had a big puffy nerf bat to smack him with.

This kitchen is at critical mass. GIIR's throwing away the shit that Etcha caught on fire hours ago, but not before Nobuu grabbed a really skanky plate of it.

Ripley changed the babies, then fed a bottle to Cyrai. It's so creepy how this fake dysfunctional family has an odd propensity to resemble a REAL dysfunctional one.

Awesome.
Anyone who passes through the kitchen takes a sharp hit to their 'Environment' variable and plummets directly into a bad mood.

THE HOUR STRIKES.
All the men start jerking and convulsing where they stand. It's actually frightening, surreal and fucking creepy.

OLD MAN MEGA MORPHIN EXPLODO POWER GO!

Holy fuck, it's Donald Sutherland...

Congratulations you're old. And now an elf.
what

They then in individual but rapid succession began randomly crying. Art once again brutally imitates life. I'm almost worried that I'm going to do an update some day, and catch an elderly Sim trying to OD on sleeping pills, slit arteries in a tub or suck a shotgun off in the garage.

The kids will be toddlers this time tomorrow.

Not that he doesn't have a right to be upset but there's just so many different things...

It's midnight...

The weeds reassert their dominion.


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	Day 29 Before we get started, I have some sad news. Due to GIIRyudo's pregnancy, and in order to apparently avoid overpopulating the lot, it is prohibiting me from splicing our special guest into the household. Guess I should've dedicated more resources to building farms. So, I am going to have to hold off on any resurrection efforts. Otik, I'm sorry man! I burned that fucker through college and put up with god damn near three weeks of him toiling away at his job until he finally earned the reward. He even LOST the fucking job at one point due to a fucked up chance card, and I had to re-get it for him. Mary, Mary quite contrary how doth your drug crop grow. That's either a very pregnant man wailing away on a gee-tar, or any given lead guitarist in a Grateful Dead pick-up covertunes band. (Bigger) Now, for the status check that I know you all care dearly about... As you can see, Death Toilet Sr. is alive and well. Duey tends to his crops, and somewhere a right-wing demagogue feels the sudden urge to rail against the homosexual pot smoking hippie communist anti-Christian agenda. Right here is where I threw on The Doors. May as well twist the thorn. Holy shit. I guess transitioning the directory from the old computer to the new computer reset the front yard's enormous weed problem. Fucking word. THAT is pregnant. And shortly afterwards, with a shrill cry of AAAIIiiieeeee!.. It begins... wait what Ok, so I count 1 baby. Maybe the game can't cou Ok so that's how twins work. One normal cutscene, then the second one just sort of bamf and it's there. I'm on short notice and I never really plugged anyone for names. So this is how it will work. I picked the names I did on two factors. First, I picked NMR because he's replied the most to this thread. I've had less support from briefs. And then, a random 'let's throw a penny at the monitor of people who've posted in the thread, and see whose name the monitor takes the scuff on' selection process. I've no idea if Cyrai's really a girl or not. Or if NMR's a dude. But there we have it. At any rate, welcome to the family, kids! Everyone crowds in to look at the new editions. Amidst the giant shooing-fest of sims telling eachother to get the fuck out of eachothers' way, Duey snaps up NMR to presumably begin the 'Gay is Okay!' conditioning. IT BEGINS ANEW QUALITY PARENTING sigh "I wil love you and hold you and hug you and squeeze you and teach you about bathing this world in the cleansing fires of the great Vorx fleet and preparing the way of ascention for our superior genome..." She proceeded to change both the kids' diapers. Let the good times roll. On the kitchen floor. And then start decaying. And ObMeiste again being the adequate parent he wasn't for his own son. At 6pm I got a massive notice that everyone is going to get old in exactly 24 hours. THAT will be a hell of a day. I'll be sure to not let anyone go to work that has a job. This must be some sort of Sims post-partum pseudodepression. He's been standing there and staring at the phone since he finished feeding the baby around four sim hours ago. She's all over this 'take care of the babies' thing. Rathen, as usual, bawls on like a bitch about something spontaneously. Oh hell. Now Etcha joins the 'randomly crying' crowd. Oh hey it's midnight.	Day 30 Fair Appleton. Today is the day of the greatest sudden change the town has yet seen. This is what I logged into the house and saw first. Like immediately first. Like the game wants to illustrate how badly that DSS needs a call. Sorry, NMR. Rathen agitates the situation. Aww, so cute and cuddly and oddly disconcerting... The bomb is dropped, so therefore the baby is. Rathen recoils in disgust and the baby cries. YEAH REAL NICE AND PARENTAL FROM OUR ONE AND ONLY FAMILY ASPIRANT. Looks like we got some delegation. Duey scoops up the stinky baby- go figure, he's used to the smell of colon mingling with intimacy- and Rathen grabs NMR off the floor for another bottle. After changing a diaper, nothing's quite so refreshing as lamenting over the ashes of your second best friend, the only man you knew of with the stones to dress like the woman Duey knows he is. You know, every time they do this, wave up at me in the sky and bitch that they need to go pee, I WANT them to have an accident, and only my prime directive prevents me from having them find activities to do until they detonate. He complained by his bed five more times... Then he goes into the babies' room and peepee dances by a sleeping Cyrai. What in the fuck. He then sprinted out of there... HAHAHAH you sad fuck! He didn't make it. OH COME ON. More random hormonal bullshit. Jumpin' Jack flashfire, turn off the gas gas gaaasss The significance of this shot here was that GIIRyudo got out of the shower he had just started and ran down stairs in order to be terrified into the worst level of horror that the household's known yet. So, he goes over by Death Toilet and has a fit. He does the monkey. He then shakes the hand of Prime Minister Trufflebottom, Lord of the Unseen Barrier of Nippleville. He is such a sad little man. I have no idea what this status improvement is for. Probably 'less crazy.' Hey! Here's a face we haven't seen in a while. I wonder if she's coming to pay respects to her poor gender confused ex-boyfriend elf. Look who else just arrived. Pay respects? I'm starting to detect a degree of 'now that that Santa's toyshop reject is out of the way...' OH HELL WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON Just when I run an update and swear that I've seen it all. The coolest thing about this, which is unfortunately not really something I could 'screenshot,' was pausing this, going into camera mode, and spinning the camera around Rathen. It was like the Wachowskis did their own interpretation of the Hitler / Braun romance. Sadly, this moment didnt' end with the flying crane kick to the side of Nobuu's skull, as it implied. Also something you couldn't screenshot, was Rathen saying, 'bongy nongy nong!' over and over. Also, Nobuu bounced a little on the couch with Rathen's antics. Nice physics touch there. This is so, unspeakably fucked up. One day I'm going to die and go to Hell, and down there I will be seeing fake-Rathen waving at me and demanding I make him use a toilet. More random crying. More bitching from GIIRyudo. He's hungry, or maybe smelly, or something, I don't know and I don't care, I wish I had a big puffy nerf bat to smack him with. This kitchen is at critical mass. GIIR's throwing away the shit that Etcha caught on fire hours ago, but not before Nobuu grabbed a really skanky plate of it. Ripley changed the babies, then fed a bottle to Cyrai. It's so creepy how this fake dysfunctional family has an odd propensity to resemble a REAL dysfunctional one. Awesome. Anyone who passes through the kitchen takes a sharp hit to their 'Environment' variable and plummets directly into a bad mood. THE HOUR STRIKES. All the men start jerking and convulsing where they stand. It's actually frightening, surreal and fucking creepy. OLD MAN MEGA MORPHIN EXPLODO POWER GO! Holy fuck, it's Donald Sutherland... Congratulations you're old. And now an elf. what They then in individual but rapid succession began randomly crying. Art once again brutally imitates life. I'm almost worried that I'm going to do an update some day, and catch an elderly Sim trying to OD on sleeping pills, slit arteries in a tub or suck a shotgun off in the garage. The kids will be toddlers this time tomorrow. Not that he doesn't have a right to be upset but there's just so many different things... It's midnight... The weeds reassert their dominion.

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