It’s been a while since we did some classic toddler picspam so I thought I’d revisit the old favourites. Potty head…
…more xlophone chewing…
…spot the ghost…
…and evil death stares.
Speaking of evil, apparently Jason lives in our hood. Brrrr.
He’s the proprietor at the broken performance park. Apparently there is a sim fest going on in this shot. Mmm-hmmm.
Things that will never not be adorable about the latest batch of kids: Raggedy Man’s robot form…
…SuperCasino just generally…
…and the king of emo that is…
Oh yeah, the purple-loving good for nothings also became kids. JD’s Nitescene…
and 24hrSpar. At least they have some redeeming features as both 24HrSpar and JD have the imaginary friend trait….
Lookit the cute things.
…and JD is a bot fan and he can be a bot and IF all at once, which is the best thing ever.
(I might be a bit obsessed with this trait).
Look, Daye kids actually playing together!
Won’t last though, as I’m mass shipping them out to boarding school.
I actually cannot love this enough.
Linda McCartney, meanwhile, aged up into SOMETHING POSESSED.
OK, that’s… a bit better.
But this is a LOT better. If one of the purple perils becomes heir they will be in their IF form the whole time I think.
‘I’m still your star, right?’ Yes, lovely. Now off to boarding school with you all.
Meanwhile the oldest eligible Gen 10 member starts his fight to be heir. By the end of this chapter he will fall quite far from my favour in this respect, but hey, you guys do the choosing…
We bought a new future car thing. I am not sure what it is supposed to be, really.
Random Daye reunion on the streets of Starlight Shores!
So Rosanna did this to herself.
And then I might have done this. With Dracula’s genes. To no fricking avail.
WHAT AM I EVEN DOING? Puddle’s eleventybillionth grandchild is called Ice pop, by the way.
I packed all the kids off except Raggedy Man. Because I love him too much. Only 24HrSpar didn’t actually leave for some reason.
For some reason I didn’t show Falafel ageing up. But he’s a kid, too. He’s a bit boring though.
Quorn, at this point, was still in my good books, autonomously swimming and maxing out his athletic skill.
Random spring time snowfall!
We now present the latest in the series of Bathory Daye’s amazing acrobat faces.
Do you really think you should be trusted with knives, B?
You should probably look at what you’re doing…
Hmmm, be nonchalant then.
Noooo! The dungarees! It’s like the plague of Sunset Valley 2009 all over again.
This townie, however, has impeccable music taste.
‘LOL JK NOT RLY’
We interrupt this Bathory-fest to ponder the mystery of why Quorn is walking round with a shredded umbrella. I guess he inherited it from whoever got it hit by lighting that one time.
If Rosanna will get herself mummified, the least she can do is try to die in that form….
Her grave is still in her inventory – remember, she and B were born ghosts but humanified when they went to uni. So I am guessing she can’t die twice. I thought this might be the case, but it was worth trying out.
Quorn was surveying the beach when some old woman snapped at him in a pop up, so I went over to see what was going on.
Basically I think she had pretended to faint to get his attention because she kept looking at him until he went to her.
He gave her CPR
And funnily enough, she was right as rain, with just one thing on her mind. Then some bloke berated him for not doing his job. Although I don’t know what that referred to, and if I’m expected to watch him the whole time he’s on duty, the game can think again.
Why do people like to just stand in the water?
Quorn is now good enough to have his own special towel. Whoop.
He now has to learn charisma, the worst of all the skills. I am disappointed that he is a vampire who has a reflection. I’d have thought the game would have made them so they didn’t.
Metal Mickey, in a clear bid for attention, seeing as his business career is a bit boring, decided to autonomously swim despite being a simbot.
You got yourself in that state, mister, I’m not going to help you out.
An update on everyone’s careers, for the interested. Count Duckula and Lestat are both Level 9, so I am tantalisingly close to getting rid of them (I know CD is an heir but he’s also a ghost vampire so he’s never going to die and I already have Puddle for that purpose). Abigail, Rosana, Bathory and Metal Mickey are all L7. Dracula is about L4-5 in education and waiting for Puddle to learn potent zombification to do his zombifying LTW.
Raggedy Man brought some random kids home from school. The Dayes rarely do this, so it was a shock.
He was several days overdue a birthday and I tried to trigger it but it wouldn’t happen – then I realised it might be his bot form, so I humanised him and triggered an age up.
Success! He wanted to transition back straight away though. The other two bot kids rolled up wants to be back in organic mode after a while, but not Raggedy Man – he is only ever happy as a robot.
And it turns out teen robot form is so awesome it even has a full outfit. ❤ ❤ ❤
He is my favourite ever sim I think.
Also – this will never get old. (It’s not actually her IF, just some random old one that was lying about. I don’t think any of my IF kids have IFs of their own, which is a shame because it would be superawesome if they did.)
I was about to curse at this thing to go away but remembered Fox will be home soon and I want her to go to uni, so it’s fair enough.
Someone put Ice pop in this thing. I wasn’t enamoured… until I saw a skill bar. Yay!
Who’s an adorable little thing? I never once contemplated force killing you in Master Controller when I saw you weren’t supernatural. Nope. Never did that.
Speaking of Master Controller, I’d forgotten how slow stupid mummies were and we left the gold sarcophagus at the old house so I MCed Rosanna back to herself. Hopefully she’ll catch on to the idea in a bit.
Meanwhile, having mastered alchemy, Puddle starts to tick another skill off his list…
I got sick of having a vampire lifeguard so I sent Quorn to get the potion. And he stood there. And stood there.
And was late for work. And stood there. And started burning up. And moaning. And stood there.
And got the passing out moodlets (although didn’t pass out as it was after drinking the potion in his queue). And he stood there. Dracula is no longer my nemesis. I eventually (after about eight hours of this nonsense) reset him and sent him home…. and then he still didn’t drink the potion. Idiot.
So Bathory got promoted up to the level of stripper-gram (I presume, from her outfit).
She is still the master of epic fail.
Oh, Bathory, never, ever become competent.
‘Totally in control’.
Meanwhile, more ageing up occurred! 24HourSpar is actually a little poppet, even if she does like purple.
Yeah, OK, I won’t entirely hate the readers if they vote you over SuperCasino and PgsFromCeefax (I totally will).
Falafel is an interesting looking guy… those are like Pepperoni levels of throwback genetics
But he’s staying as a ghost anyway. Join us next time when all the exiled kids start coming back from school and see if I can finally shift some of the adults out to make room for them!
Wee! This was so much fun. Bathory amazes me, and I adore her. Quorn, not so much. And yes, Raggedy Man is a bit too much awesome for words. But yes, 24HourSpar is pretty nifty, if I do say so myself. Looking forward to what’s next! 😀
Me too, I’m quite excited about getting everyone back from boarding school and doing a new heir poll. *Kicks hard at Lestat, Rosanna, MM, Abigail and Duckula to hurry up and finish their careers and fly the nest*