Strange Rainbows

I did it!!

sadieg79 — Tue, 23 Nov 2010 17:31:58 GMT

50,503 and counting!! :D

Doesn't mean the novel's finished, though - about 3/4 through I think. Am hoping to get it finished by the end of November, but at least I've hit the goal! :D

One week down, three to go...

sadieg79 — Mon, 08 Nov 2010 14:46:41 GMT

Whew.. yeah, I figured that when I said I'd finish the VDSRL one way or another, it'd actually be through not updating enough to avoid the boot :P But hey, I got back into writing after a long period of uninspiration, thank you NaNo! :D

The first week was appalling, though - two days of not writing at all as the block was too stubborn to shift. Then the local write-in happened on Saturday, and that was it...

I haven't started writing this week yet, but my word count to date stands at 15,630 :D

Long may it continue! ^_^

ETA: I have now. 19,645 baby, woo! This is more like it!

The Ostadars: Gen 2, Weeks 2-5

sadieg79 — Mon, 18 Oct 2010 11:11:06 GMT

Warnings: Language, pixel nudity, adult situations, dark pics

A/N: I traded Age Duration for 8 Day Teens in the hope that the former was messing with my ability to extract the sims. It wasn't. Still, I have more realistic/bearable teen lifespans, so I'm not complaining ^_^ Anyway, orange gen has flown past - mainly because the weeks weren't so eventful, although it means it gets finished sooner - enjoy :)

The Ostadars: Gen 2, weeks 2-5

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Resorting to desperate measures to conquer writer's block...

sadieg79 — Fri, 15 Oct 2010 17:10:41 GMT

I'm crazy. Yes, I know that already :P But I'm gonna do this. I need the motivation to actually write something, and this is perfect. lj_nanowrimo is doing awesome things like making a donation to the Young Writer's Program for every participant who finishes - even better motivation.

I have the ideas already - I've had them for years, in fact, originally in game form but it's too story-based for that, really. The trick is to get it all down in a good way. I'm gonna finish the VDSRL one way or another by November if it's the last thing I do :P

Wish me luck xx

The Ostadars: Gen 2, Weeks 1-2

sadieg79 — Thu, 07 Oct 2010 22:21:02 GMT

Warnings: Language, adult situations, death, dark pics

A/N: Ugh, I know, I'm hanging on by a thread >_< Well, it keeps the RL crazines under control, that's gotta be a good thing, right? Oh well - BTW, there is some slight inconsistency with borders in some pics - I erred in FastStone :-*

The Ostadars: Gen 2, weeks 1-2

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The Ostadars: Gen 2, University Challenge

sadieg79 — Thu, 30 Sep 2010 00:52:16 GMT

Phew, just about made it... I hope? D: I do have a valid excuse this time, as you'll find out, but anyway - I'm trying out a mod by CJ called Semester Changes, which among things shortens the time at Uni right down to about 8 days. Just about right for these challenges, huh? ;) (Oh, BTW - found a way to beat the font problem AND shrink the size right down! Maybe now I can use the style I intended in the first place? :P)

Warnings: Language, dark pics, pixel nudity, LOTS of sim-sex - but then what's new? :P

The Ostadars: Gen 2, Uni Challenge

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The Ostadars: Weeks 5-7

sadieg79 — Tue, 21 Sep 2010 16:34:40 GMT

Warnings: Language, pixel nudity, adult situations, T/A (teen/adult lovin'!), dark pics

A/N: Sorry it's a bit late this week - but I have two updates to compensate, 'cause a lot went on in those last weeks! x_x Oh yes, and I'm trying out this playlist feature in SS to make for an easier way for you guys to catch up if you need to. Enjoy :)

The Ostadars: Gen 1, Weeks 5-6

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The Ostadars: Gen 1 - Weeks 6-7

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The Ostadars: Gen 1, Weeks 3-4

sadieg79 — Sat, 11 Sep 2010 19:12:08 GMT

Okay, let's see if I can get this up before the connection dies again... >_<

Warnings: Nudity, adult situations, dark pics

A/N: There seem to be problems with my choice of fonts not agreeing with SS and getting replaced. This is resulting in the text not wrapping to the boxes properly. I *will* find a good one to use - thought I'd found it last time. Oh well.

The Ostadars: Gen 1 - Weeks 3-4

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Yet Another VDSL - The Ostadars: Gen 1, Weeks 1-2

sadieg79 — Sun, 05 Sep 2010 15:08:28 GMT

Yes folks, I finally jumped on the VDSL bandwagon - after so long not even playing my other challenges, I felt the need to try something different, not to mention shorter than the usual ten generations. So this is my entry, with the usual splash of colour added, making this a Viking Death Squad Rainbow Legacy. Going in the order Y-O-R-G-B and the usual naming scheme - including the founder - if you're reading this as someone who doesn't visit pixel_trade, we have to roll a random challenge every week from this list. I'm currenty into week eight (I think?), and it's been great fun :)

Oh yes, and I'm trying a different format this time - after discovering Slideshare, I'm now on a mission to pacify the haters ;) Hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Language, nudity, adult situations, dark pics

The Ostadars: Gen 1 - Weeks 1-2

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Second Chance: 1.5

sadieg79 — Sat, 21 Aug 2010 00:36:13 GMT

A/N: Posting mostly to prove that I'm still alive and working through the massive backlog of pictures - owing to the hectic nature of RL lately, updates continue to be fairly slow in coming, but also owing to RL and its problems, I need to get the hell away from it for a while! Good excuse to work through them, although I can't guarantee the write-ups will be great. I'm planning on experimenting a little with posting style, actually - not with this one (yet), but with a... erm, VDSL *cough* Well, if nothing else it'll give me the kick I need to get back into regular updating!

Okay, before we continue with the update, I thought it high time I put something into place re. the challenges. You see, it's taken me 'til now to realise that not everyone following this will be familiar with how the Awesomesauce challenge works, because I've had a lot of people friend me from reading my other posts, so I got an idea to help things along.

So, this would usually be at the beginning of each generation, but better late than never:

Current generation: Getting Started

As it is already difficult enough to begin a legacy with no cheating there is no “additional” challenges for this generation. I wonder how long it will be until your founder has wallpaper in all rooms??

Next generation: Magic & Royalty

In many cultures purple represents a position of royalty. In others purple often represents magic. In this generation your sims will be treated like royalty and have their needs met as though they were a king or queen. Furthermore because this is the purple generation your heir must dabble in the magical arts.

Must fulfill at least one want per day for each sim
Heir must be witch/warlock (when they hit teen)

Challenges within a challenge! It's called awesomesauce for a reason ;) Okay, onwards!

So, we have another toddler to keep happy before the fun really starts - and Merlin seems to be another outgoing type. Given his parents, I'd be more surprised if he wasn't.

One more round of potty training, and that's it!

Meanwhile, Olwen finally lets Taika into her playtime.

The next day:

He won’t hear you from the bathroom, you know. Why don’t you bother your dad instead?

Ory shows no such restraint as she barges in!

Oh come on, you can take care of that yourself! Or do I become glad I can control you and do it for you?!

You’re a little late, Bruno.

Daniel: (Oh hell, not this again!? I thought we were past this?)

Hey there Erica! She's one of my self-sim's daughters, by the way.

I don’t get how Beverly there manages to invite herself in like this. None of the other strays do it. Still, apart from the occasional growl, she’s quite tame – and loves to hang out with the cats.

Temptation to adopt? I has it.

Never mind, Ory – you’ll get there eventually.

Hello again, Beverly. You’re becoming quite a frequent visitor.

Mind you, keep being this friendly and I’ll be more than happy to let you!

... Oh, I am so tempted to bag her for black gen. I don’t really want a werewolf ‘cause everyone’s doing that, but it’d be so appropriate for him/her to have a pet wolf!

Merlin really does take after his mother, it seems!

Cherry Blossom! Hello there! Nice to see you making friends!

No, I’m not thinking about gaining more clues as to her personality, not at all...!

Although I was happy to see she’s another neat sim. Thanks for that Cherry, really appreciated.

Ah, that’s what I like to see – all three kidlets playing together.

Mind you – didn’t one of you bring a friend home?

She must be the outgoing sort (again!) – asking complete strangers to swing her around?

Still, she certainly picked the right guy to ask.

Awww... I don’t know what happened to the mapping on that Dino toy, though. Weird.

And it's back to teaching the remaining toddler to talk.

Meanwhile, it's about time we worked on the friendships between the kids and the witch!

Coby: Oh, yuck... I'd forgotten this part...!

Merlin: Don't wanna sing!

Thought you were the virtuoso of the purple gen, Merlin?!

While Bruno gets promoted yet again, the twins finally become teens!

Ooooh, she’s pretty! I’m not usually one to care that much for looks, but WOW!

So, about aspirations – may as well continue the habit of a lifetime:

... Oh boy. Make it easy on yourself, why don’t you.

Okay, Olwen’s up next:

... Please tell me there’s something of Bruno in there? Please? Mmm, maybe the chin...

That shows promise, at least. We’ll see how it goes, but I’m wondering if I want to keep her with Ory or not.

Oh Merlin, don't you start! You're not that hungry!

Coby: Come on you, let's get you up on your feet, huh?

The next day, another familiar face is brought home:

Hi there Amaranth!

Taika has great timing, though. Bring home friends as a child...

...then decide to grow up that same evening. Not that I'm complaining, though!

Robots? Knowledge? Man, you couldn't make this up!

Mind you, at least Amaranth won't be alone:

Happy birthday, Merlin!

And we have our first gay sim this generation. Not that it matters; I've already decided on an heiress.

Chasing Rainbows: 4.5

sadieg79 — Fri, 20 Aug 2010 21:40:43 GMT

Warnings: Language

A/N: Posting mostly to prove that I'm still alive and working through the massive backlog of pictures - owing to the hectic nature of RL lately, updates continue to be fairly slow in coming, but also owing to RL and its problems, I need to get the hell away from it for a while! Good excuse to work through them, although I can't guarantee the write-ups will be great. I'm planning on experimenting a little with posting style, actually - not with this one (yet), but with a... erm, VDSL *cough* Well, if nothing else it'll give me the kick I need to get back into regular updating!

Alien father part of a Multi-PT package made by lauriethemuppet

So, after twice the agony he's used to, Mils finally gives birth to...

...another girl, called Amaranth...

Pyr: Oh good grief, not this again...! How many more times?

Mils: Um, brother dearest, would you mind catching hold of your niece for a minute?

And here's Cherry Blossom. Just for a change it's mostly girls, which in fact is fitting given that pink's meant to be a feminine colour :P

Later on, Persy's up to his old tricks...

...just in case you needed reminding where Mils gets it from ;)

And Fuch's back on the karaoke.

Meanwhile, Thuli is proving to be another easily pleased tot.

Um, Pyr, you do know there's a nursery fridge on the balcony, right?

It would save your putting the baby in front of the fridge!

Oh gawds - come on Pyr, you've just fed that to her sister! It's also gone bad!

Wha...? What's up with you? You're turning into a real grouch lately, you know that?!

At least her grandma knows how to keep her out of trouble ^_^

Who else saw this coming? 0:) I can't help it, he needs to stay young!

Mils: Oh yeah, baby! Nothing like the sweet taste of prolonged youth...!

... to go cuddle the baby, right? Bless <3

Not to mention teaching Thuli his last needed skill.

Persy: Ah, that's enough of that now, I think...

Persy: I've been tingling all over for hours!

Aw no! You were doing so well at putting it off, too!

Persy: Ah, lighten up. You’re only as old as you feel, right? ;)

That’s my boy ^_^

No Thuli, don't drink from those horrid things! Ugh...

Looks like Fuch takes after her uncle!

Eh? Who’s this he’s called on the sly?

Well well, hello there Pom!

One more for good measure...

... before getting rudely interrupted!

Oh heavens - what is it with these ghosts picking on defenceless kids?

Time we put this witchiness of his to good use, methinks...

This is just one reason why I love good witches. With all the bottles and other... mess... piling up, we could use an extra pair of hands.

And good ol' Mils helps out the helping hand ^_^

Stop! Leave the kid alone for cryin' out loud!

Fuch: I don't get these ghosties. Wake me up all the time, only to give me such a fright I badly need my bed!

There it goes again! Only difference is, though...

... the servant is able to fix it straight afterwards ^_^

Mils: Um, guys, you mind making some room so I can make you guys some tea?

Fuch goes up in the world...

... while Thuli grows up in the world!

Yay! So far so good!

Talking of birthdays:

Amaranth is the first of the twins to get helped into toddlerhood!

Oh, hello. Another attention-monger in the house - not had one of those for a while.

Thuli: Ta-da! Can you see me?

Mils: Yeah, I can see you, great stuff kid!

Meanwhile, Pyr continues to be a great uncle :)

Homework time... Man, that looks painful! O_O

Yes Amaranth, I know you need changing, I'll get to you in a minute.

Fuch: Wonder if I can see my father from down here?

So here are the twins, with very different interests it seems.

Fuch brings some fragment of sanity back into the household by actually cooking for herself...

Mils continues to pretend he's actually a family sim...

... and Persy continues to be adorable :)

Fuch may be a brat sometimes, but her self-sufficiency is proving to be a lifesaver!

I'm watching you, Mister - don't you dare get yourself knocked up again!

Ooh, we have another one who can take care of himself! Happy days!

This girl is definitely the serious type. Suits me, since she also has the sense to manage her own fun levels.

As does this one, even though I sense he's more the playful sort.

Look Fuch, I understand you must be very tired, but please - wake up!

Awww :) *snuggles Persy*

Although I reiterate, Fuch...

WAKE UP, DAMN YOU!

It's the return of the music enthusiast - haven't seen that one for a while now, so I don't mind.

Phew, thank you. Crisis - and social worker - averted.

Time to get these two on their feet...

Fuch still likes dancing to the piano, until she gets interrupted by a special occasion...

... oh. Oh crap. To be fair, this is the first time it's happened, so in five gens that's not bad going!

Try telling that to her, though...

For now at least, she's looking pretty cool about it. Let's see what way she'll go in life:

Oh, nice. This'll be easy ¬_¬ Commence personality shift:

AKA adolescent angst! Wondered how long that'd take.

One down, one to go.

Well, she can socialise well enough...

...in between wobblies, that is :P

And she can still cook, thankfully!

Meanwhile, Mils still manages to train the twins...

...both of them! So much easier with everyone else old enough to fend for themselves.

Speaking of which, it's time to get the other one on her feet.

With that out of the way, I decide to work on the eldest:

Okay, let's see if we can fix Fuch's aspiration meter. Friendship sims love to meet new people, after all.

In the meantime, she should have a LTW by now:

Hahaha! Mayor? Her? Gawds, the very thought is enough to give me nightmares.

Oh come on - no sign of fulfilling a want?

With any of them? Okay, maybe she wants to...

... Okay, maybe she didn't want to bowl, but she seems to be enjoying it at least.

How many teenagers would be happy to see their mother getting so into bowling? ^_^

Still no joy *sigh*

Fuch: Helloo, this isn't helping!

Me: Not my fault you're so hard to please. I thought friendship sims wanted to meet new people?

It's not like she hasn't been doing that, after all!

Cosmic! Hello there my precious... Right, pink torch holder needs to be female. I will get this guy into the legacy!

Given that Thuli's the only boy for this gen, that won't be a problem.

Thanks for that, Pyr!

Aww, and he follows up with a little kiss :)

Now, either this is aspiration related, or she's just a bitch. Either way, she's been really getting on my nerves lately :P

Mils still takes after his mother in more than one way ^_^

About time we got these two talking, methinks.

Oh great, here we go again. I missed the actual scare, but I didn't miss the puddle ¬_¬

I'd be grateful if you let Persy enjoy his uber-long life in peace, Xanthe!

Hey, leave the kid alone! He's only just cleaned up after you literally scared the piss out of him!

Um, Persy, I'd really appreciate it if you didn't lose control of your bladder right about now...

Well, at least this time he isn't pregnant :P And he has the throne to keep his motives up, so there.

This guy, on the other hand... damn, this lady's on a roll tonight.

Everyone heaves a sigh of relief as the next morning arrives:

Especially Thuli ^_^

Thuli: Hey Mum, I did it! I got top marks at school!

Mils: Awesome, kid, I'm proud of you!

Afternoon, Nutty. Haven't seen you for a while, how's it going?

Fuch: Why won't anyone spend time with me, damn it!?

What's stopping you making the first move?

Since, you know, there's more than one kid in the house, and your mother's busy right now.

Fuch: Well, Uncle Pyr lives in that thing...

Persy's currently occupied, too. Damn it.

Okay Fuch, you win this time.

Hi there Pom, how's tricks? Yeah, it's a pity we couldn't get you into this legacy (or is it?), although I'm sure you'll settle into my AS challenge at some point...

... Evening, Mel :P

This time he's the one doing the rounds. Maybe he just misses them?

Time to get the other one talking...

Oh come on, you can fix that yourself! You've no excuses this time :P

... Funny how she always seems to go to her mum to up her social.

Awww :)

Um, Persy, you sure you wanna be eating that?

Persy: Eww, that's foul!

No shit, Sherlock *rolls eyes*

Oh nice, here we go. Mm, eeny meeny miney mo...

Oh well, at least that's all he lost.

Well, nothing else to do now, so why not teach a nursery rhyme?

Before she happily springs into childhood! :D

Ah, that's better. Let's hope it stays that way - one raging adolescent in the house is plenty, thanks!

· Torch-Holders = 4

· Perma-Platinum sims = 4

· Shrink Visits = 3

· Social Bunny Visits = 0

· Social Worker Visits = 0

· Fires: 10

· Self-Wettings: 20

· Pass-Outs: 24

· Fights: 0

· Accidental Deaths = 1

· Number of Special Tombstones vs. Total Death Count = 4/5

· Reach top of a career = 3

· $100,000 = 5

Chasing Rainbows: 4.4

sadieg79 — Wed, 09 Jun 2010 16:22:16 GMT

Warnings: Language

Alien father part of a Multi-PT package made by lauriethemuppet

So, with both his job and his command now down the drain, all I can do with Pyr is keep an eye on him.

And the newly sprouted Fuchsia is on hand to lift his spirits :)

Fuchsia: Hey, Granddad? Why are you sleeping in my bed?

Considering how many others are free in this house, that's a good question! Still, given the fun I've had with previous gens, I'm just glad he's in a bed!

Well, if you’re gonna be sleeping with the red heir, you may as well get to know his family, huh?

I wondered how long that'd take. Given that the karaoke's also very popular, this is highly encouraged!

Aaand here we go again. I'm gonna have to do something about those guys.

Oh, here we go - and he was hard to please at Uni, too.

Still, at least he knows how to keep busy.

Although - aren't you missing something, Pyr?

Mils: Aaaaaaaaargh! Why did I agree to this?!

Mils gives birth to the first boy for pink gen, named Thulian, all on his lonesome this time.

Well, not quite. Fuch's happy to have a little brother, at least.

Mils: Eeeww... Where did that even come from?! He hasn't been fed yet!

Glad you could join us, Pyr.

And so the fun begins...

Mils: Oh, hi guys - look, it's nice that you want to line up to take care of him, but it's really not necessary, you know.

Aaaaaaww! He makes as good a parent as his own mum! <3

That said... Okay, who left the baby out in the freezing cold on the hard floor?!

Okay, sometimes home performances can be a good thing. Great to keep kidlets entertained!

Mind you, I smell a serious type - which is good in that she can keep herself happy and gain skills at the same time!

Mils decides to go spinning on the dance sphere - I decide he can go on hard, since he's maxed out in body skill...

...and this time I catch who breaks the lift.

Oh Persy, haven't you learned by now? Never spend long with the bird, he gets hungry you know!

Oh, great - inches from the bed, too. Why do they do this?

I was so focussed on the others, it suddenly occurred to me after a while that things were too quiet upstairs...

So I find that Mils has disappeared! It still says he’s spinning, but there’s no trace of him anywhere! Where’d he go?

... Unless...

Ah, there he is... and I’d already crossed out the action in panic!

So, has it happened?

OMG IT HAS! YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAHH! *dances* I’ve always wanted to try that! Oh yes, of course it’s twins this time isn’t it... eh, I’ll manage :P

So, what does he do once he’s back?

He goes again, doesn’t he ^_^ Only this time, he chickens out and goes for easy. Can’t say I blame him!

He doesn't forget the one he has, though <3

As for the other, older one...

Just like her mum, she heads straight for the karaoke! Spam ahead:

Fuchsia: ♫ Get this party started on a Saturday night

Everybody's waitin' for me to arrive

Sendin' out the message to all of my friends

We'll be lookin' flashy in my Mercedes Benz ♫

Fuchsia: ♫ I got lots o' style, got my gold diamond rings

I can go for miles, if you know what I meeeeeeaaan... ♫

Ochre: Guess who's back...

Yeah yeah. We're really in a musical mood tonight, huh? ¬_¬

Fuchsia agrees by being the first sim to max creativity via the karaoke machine!

Damn it Ochre, that’s enough! Give the kid a break!

... Thanks, Mister. Thanks a lot :P

I guess Fuch doesn't like seafood? Still, at least she's autonomously gone to the fridge for leftovers!

Just in time, too - don't put him there, Persy!

Thuli: (Nooooo, don't leave me! I'm all smelly and wet and HEEEEEEEEEELLLP!)

Mils: Again? What is it with folk here putting smelly babies in front of the fridge?!

You tell me, he's your mum :P

Wha...? What are you doing? The basket's right there!

Mils: Ohh man, I don't feel so good...

Me: Um, yeah, you wanna put the baby to bed before you throw up on him?!

Aaaaaww :)

Um, thanks, but she hasn’t even been to school yet!

Ba-doing!

Mils: Hey, that tickles!

Me: You should know what to expect by now, surely?

Mils: Uh-huh... I have the strangest urge to work up an appetite, too...

Me: Again...?

Oh, that’s what he meant.

Persy: Don't you be getting up to anything in there, kid!

Considering he's already preggers, I doubt he'll be able to!

Ooh, we have a neat one! Yay! Thanks Fuch!

Not so yay - come on, own up; who keeps leaving the baby outside?!

Oh, nice - great time to go swimming!

Fuch: Yeah, but the water's lovely and warm.

Me: Not warm enough to protect you from the elements!

Later on that day:

Noooooo! I don't want him to get old!

Mind you, speaking of old(er):

Happy birthday, Thuli! Ooh, I like this PT set - both of them so far are adorable!

Thanks Pyr! Much appreciated!

Oh, here we go again...

He only wants a shower, Apricot, will you kindly let him have one? :P

And let him out of the bathroom, damn it!

Oh, and while you're at it - what've I said about scaring pregnant guys?!

Ba-doing! Not to mention a small lesson here - the dust means nothing. Remember how many he has in there?

Talking of babies, Thuli just got a lot easier to look after.

He still needs to learn the essentials, of course...

...like music! He's on that thing a lot - playful type? Given what Mils can be like, I can't say I'm surprised.

Hi there, Ory! Nice of you to come back with your new friend!

And typically, she's straight on the karaoke.

Mind you, she's about to learn a hard lesson about dinner with the Ixchels:

Persy: Um, Pyr, you okay?

Pyr: Mm?

Pyr: Oh, I'm fine, why do you ask?

Persy: He's not fine, is he? Why doesn't he just go to bed?

Me: You're a fine one to talk :P

It doesn't help that he's a slow eater, either - this is one way in which neat freaks have a real problem.

Come on Pyr, you can do it!

Yay! Right, bed. Now...

*sigh* Oh well, at least he didn’t drown in his chilli again...

Aww, hi there Mel. Sorry to break this to you, but all being well, Persy won't join you for a good while yet.

Meanwhile, Thuli continues to be rather neglected, the poor kid.

At least it doesn't extend to needing his nappy changed.

Fuch: I can't sleep for some reason...

Oh gawds, here we go again.

Damn it Ochre, will you leave her alone?! What're you trying to do, get her taken away?!

Yeah, kinda knew this would happen.

Things aren't much better downstairs:

Hey, Mel? I thought you were maxed on nice! What gives?

Wow, what's with her? Either something's pissed her off, or she has nice points in short supply... :S

Fuch: I will get some sleep!

Um, yeah, Fuch, there's just one problem...

You're meant to be somewhere! ... Oh well, one day off won't hurt, rather that than her passing out on the doorstep.

Still, she must be tired...

... if even her mother's howling doesn't wake her!

Mils: Aaaaaaaaaargh! I am never, ever, doing this again!

Damn right you're not! Especially with twins... oh, the joy that lies ahead - I can barely wait... ¬_¬

Torch-Holders = 4
Perma-Platinum sims = 4
Shrink Visits = 3
Social Bunny Visits = 0
Social Worker Visits = 0
Fires: 10
Self-Wettings: 18
Pass-Outs: 24
Fights: 0
Accidental Deaths = 1
Number of Special Tombstones vs. Total Death Count = 4/5
Reach top of a career = 3
$100,000 = 5

Second Chance: 1.4

sadieg79 — Wed, 26 May 2010 19:19:42 GMT

Warnings: Dark pics

A/N: Behold the second Garland challenge, back from the dead... sorry about that. I don't update this as much as the Ixchels as it is, but with RL being as weird as it is right now, I can't really help it. This particular period's quiet enough for me to catch up a little, so I'll do my best. Also, given the crossover between this and the ISBI, I have to be careful when I update.

So, to bring you up to speed on events so far - we have four adult cats, three toddlers and two male adults in the house, which has recently been expanded. The toddlers are part of the spoilt rotten, magical generation, which so far has been playing itself:

Huggles! Haven't seen that for a while!

Daniel/Dido: (Yikes! Take it easy kid, I need to breathe!)

Welcome to adulthood, kitty!

There's a good lad, Coby! Never mind the fact that the tub is in dire need of a clean, but never mind...

Next stop: nursery rhyme!

And Bruno keeps on climbing. Kaching!

With the humans busy doing other stuff, Quoise decides to pounce Sim!Azzy for a fuss.

... Mm, the humans are busy, alright...

... You two are incorrigible. Guess that’s what happens when you pair family sims with ACR – how could I have been so naive as to think that’d work?!

Okay, so I have a plan b – how’s this for a compromise?

Limit of two children per generation to qualify for heir. Any children conceived after the first two will be excluded from the heir running.

Meaning oopsie babies don’t count as eligible heirs. Sound fair? It’s either that or I go for the morning-after pill, and I don’t like doing that. I start to wonder how the kid would’ve turned out.

In the meantime, we have kitty troubles...

Damn it you two, must you do everything together?! Cut that out!

Ah, so that’s who the mother is.

With Bruno puking his guts up, that leaves his hubby to see to the tots:

Coby: Ups-a-daisy!

Coby: Over here! Come on, you can do it!

They were in something of a rush, too:

Birthdays!

... Wrong generation, Olwen; pink’s ages away. You’re not in the Ixchel household either.

Never mind, that’s easily fixed:

Easier to tell them apart, too – and I don’t mean in looks. Once more, we have a good/’bad’ twin thing going on!

Olwen: Hey, check this out! I can stand on my head!

Ory: Wow, that's great, sis!

Meanwhile, we still have a tot to deal with:

But not for much longer...

Happy birthday, Taika! We'll just ignore the fact that you're practically a clone of your older sister...

Speak of the devil. Olwen doesn't just look like her mum, it seems!

Hey Daniel! What've I said about scratching up the furniture?!

Dido: (Ah, that's better! This kind of cuddles I like!)

Ooh, we have another neat freak on board! No wonder Bruno looks so happy!

Awww... I love this guy :)

Speaking of which:

Mils! Hey there sweetie, how’s it going?

I have to hand it to you though mate, your timing's impeachable:

Bruno: Aaaaaaaaarrggh! Damn it Coby, why'd you have to do this to me again?!

Coby: Don't blame me! You're the one who suggested...!

Whoa, whoa Coby, that'll do thanks!

Bruno gives birth to the only boy of this generation. This is about the only time I've been hoping for a boy, just so I could call him Merlin - couldn't resist it!

So where's Mils been all this time?

Mils: Ugh... I don't feel so good...

Oh dear. Get some food down you sweetheart, it does help.

Some time later:

Olwen: Yess! I so rule!

Olwen: Hey Dad! Look what I got! Top marks! Isn't that great!

Bruno: That's awesome, kid! Well done!

Okay, who let the dog in?!

Hey! Make yourself at home, why don’t you...!

And we have the first homework this gen. Feels so good to tell the kids to do it themselves! Still, the ask for help wants come in very handy.

Ah yes; wants. Fulfil at least one a day, the challenge says. Not always easy to do, let me tell you...

Summertime comes in handy though! I haven’t done this for ages!

Ory: Can’t catch me, can’t catch a flea!

Olwen: Oh yeah?! I’ll get ya!

Ory: Here’s one I made earlier, coming right atcha!

Ory: Missed me!

Olwen: Blech! Oh, you’ll pay for that, oh yes you will...

Much time later...

... they settle for a less violent way to pass the time.

Taika, meanwhile, fancies the possibility of throwing up on the pavement. Oh well, whatever works.

I love these two. They do everything together. It’s adorable! I’m tempted to go doubles; the idea of good/bad witchy twins is too awesome to pass up.

Speaking of witches:

It’s high time I got this thing in motion.

Um, yeah, I changed defaults. That emerald skin I was using before was just too dark. This one’s perfect!

Plan to get children talking to witch going well so far. She’s in their phone book now, that’s what I’m aiming for.

While all this is going on:

Bruno brings more success in his wake!

He doesn’t take too kindly to water bomb pranks though. Lighten up, huh?

Much time later:

Those two really do everything together!

Not to mention showing off to each other...

... and just playing together.

Taika seems to be the odd one out, so to speak.

Can't even get any playtime with Olwen - I kinda feel for her.

Of course, he wouldn’t be a true Ixchel without the traditional spying on my self-sim.

Taika seems to be another serious type - which is coming in very handy!

We bring this much belated update to a close with a birthday!

Merlin becomes a toddler - and looks suspiciously like a green skinned version of Bruno. If there's one thing that hasn't changed since the original Garland Legacy, it's the Invasion of the Clones! Oh well - we shall see if his personality's any different as we go.

Chasing Rainbows: 4.3

sadieg79 — Wed, 26 May 2010 18:15:24 GMT

Warnings: Language, death

Orange spouse Melon Drop is by brilliantcat, alien father part of a Multi-PT package made by lauriethemuppet

A/N: I’ve finally updated the Ixchel downloads – if you want to see what Mils gets up to in your own game, now you can!

Okay, so, toddlers are usually easier for uncontrollabes to look after, right?

Um... thanks Pyr, but that’s plainly not what she needs right now. Besides, I don’t want her fed just yet, thanks.

Not when your brother has much better food for her ;)

By the looks of things, we have yet another outgoing sim.

Jasper: Peek-a-boo!

Hello again Jasper ¬_¬

Okay, let’s get this out of the way, shall we?

Oh yes, not to mention the traditional fixing of the lift, broken by Mel yet again (and, yet again I missed it)

Speaking of whom:

Ooh, we have a different one this time! Okay, sensible option would be notice board, right?

Glad you agree, game :D

Hooray! Double bonus!

Mils: Yeah, great. No more dirty nappies.

Me: Don’t look so happy about it, Mils.

Mils: It’s alright for you; you’re not the one who needs to empty it! Ugh, that stinks!

On a less unpleasant note:

So far so good! :D

Mils defies his set aspirations and actually wants to teach a nursery rhyme! Who am I to deny him? ;)

Mel brings home Pine, who isn’t looking too impressed at being dragged from his career as a space pirate :P Methinks this hobby friend thing needs work.

Still, the body skill needed to get him there is coming in handy!

Some time later:

Methinks Fuchsia’s ready for a brother or sister by now.

Excuse me Jasper, he’s a little busy here. Do you mind?!

Right, let’s try that again with replenished motives...

Yay! We got there in the end!

Oh Pine, did you really think tickling a tot who doesn’t know you was going to end well?

Welcome back, Mils!

Mils: Ugh... didn’t we do this before somewhere?!

Me: We certainly did.

Mils: Oh shit, they did it again, didn’t they!?

Me: You look surprised? You know what to expect by now, surely?

Mils: Do I have to go through this every time I want a baby?!

Me: I gave you an alternative, but you wouldn’t bite. This was your idea. Yours. Sorry you asked yet?!

Mils: There has to be a better way than this. There just has to be...

He got quite a reception, too:

Mel’s concerned about the well-being of his son. Persy thinks the whole thing’s hilarious :D I love it!

Hey, Jasper, you mind leaving off the pregnant guy, please? Especially those who’ve just gone through a rather rough encounter...

Aaaaww. Mils makes such an awesome parent :)

Also, his wants made me chuckle:

There’s no family in him, honest. And get this; freaks out over meeting aliens, but wants it again? Is this guy conflicted or what?

Still, these family type wants come in very handy...

... especially since it makes more than him happy.

But get his wants now:

Hahaha! I can’t see that happening somehow, although I’d love to see it ;)

Meanwhile, Persy finally succumbs to tiredness and nearly suffocates in his pizza.

Persy: Bwa? No, I’m not ready yet, just a few more minutes...

*sigh* Get to bed, Persy. Just get to bed.

Oh, the look on TaTa’s face as he’s brought home. He knows, I’m sure of it...

:( Bye Mel, I’ll miss you. Thanks for being so awesome.

I’m not the only one who’ll miss him, either :( Poor guys.

Don’t let this fool you...

... she asked. And keeps asking. You’re getting attention, Fuchsia, how much more do you need?!

Aaaaaaaaaww... now this wasn’t her asking. *snuggles Persy*

Hi-ho, hi-ho, it’s off to work we go... hopefully to his last day if all goes well.

This was autonomous too. I love this guy :)

Oh, this again. Like I said before, why lie?

This time it pays off. Yay!

Um... not so yay :-\ WTF, EAxis?!

YEEEEEEEEEEEESS!! He did it!

Mils: Ah, top of the heap and permanent platinum aspiration at last! ... Okay, can I quit now?

Me: You certainly can, dear!

... Um... Okay, now you can quit.

Mils: Hey there, I need you to do me a favour... Yeah, I’m not gonna make such a great mastermind with a little baby growing inside me, plus it’s not really my thing...

Damn right it wasn’t. He’s just too much of a sweetheart to make a successful crook, I don’t care how much cackling he did at Uni :P

Oh Persy, thank you so much!

Mils: Oh good Lord... what are you doing in there with those two?!

Me: None of your business, now what’ve I said about that thing?! :P

Teaching a tot to talk can be thankless sometimes...

Not all the time, of course. But hey, at least it’s getting done, right?

I gotta hand it to you, Persy – you’re improving. You’re really improving :)

Yay! And look who he brought back, too. This’ll be interesting.

Although Pyr's had enough of sitting on his arse all day, and heads for something that offers a real challenge.

Later on, Persy eyes the changing light outside and heaves a heavy sigh, knowing full well what lies ahead...

Xanthe: Evenin' all!

Si: What's up with him? ... Oh, wait, I remember...

Now who does this remind you of? She really does take after Daddy ^_^

Hello again, Apricot ¬_¬

The two deceased ladies were having a field day tonight...

And they made sure that everyone got a turn...

Thanks, Xanthe ¬_¬ *adds to tally*

I don't know why I bother keeping track of those spookings. Think I'll have to trim it down a little, 'cause at times like this it just gets ridiculous!

On a lighter note:

Ba-doing!

Mils: Oh, hello there.

Me: Yeah, okay, wanna get back to what you were doing now?

Mils: Thought you'd never ask >:]

Me: ... Why?

Mils: Oh, no reason...

Me: ... I thought sex drive was meant to diminish as the due date approached?

Mils: There's an exception to every rule ;)

Um, Persy, don't you have anything better to do than play gooseberry in your undies?!

Success, finally! … In his mum’s bed. Nice…

Mils is a strange creature. Gets extra-horny while heavily pregnant, and swings between tiger...

... and pussycat ;) I love this guy ^_^

Meanwhile:

Oh man – this guy doesn’t have the benefit either. Well, I’d go for the one he’s best at – makes sense, right?

Oh, crap! Come on, it wasn’t his fault!

*sigh* There's no justice in this world - let alone the workplace.

Pyr: I don't believe it... my dreams shattered by nothing more than bandwidth...

Pyr: That was my only chance of climbing out of this hole, dammit! Why?! What am I meant to do now?

Um, Pyr, as much as I really feel for you right now, you mind taking out your distress on something other than the groceries please?

Later on:

Fuchsia gets old enough to look after herself! Yay!

Double yay! At least someone's doing well in life.

Torch-Holders = 4
Perma-Platinum sims = 4
Shrink Visits = 3
Social Bunny Visits = 0
Social Worker Visits = 0
Fires: 10
Self-Wettings: 17
Pass-Outs: 21
Fights: 0
Accidental Deaths = 1
Number of Special Tombstones vs. Total Death Count = 4/5
Reach top of a career = 3
$100,000 = 5

Chasing Rainbows: 4.2

sadieg79 — Sun, 16 May 2010 14:11:13 GMT

Warnings: Language (I think)

A/N: I know, I know, it’s been a while… Let’s just say RL’s been weird and leave it there, ‘cause this is likely to happen a lot at the moment. Also, I’ve recently re-installed Windows 7 after it went pear-shaped, so I’ve also given up on the pretty smilies – can’t be bothered to set up all those custom ones again. Anyway – enjoy :)

Orange spouse Melon Drop is by brilliantcat, alien father part of a Multi-PT package made by lauriethemuppet

So, baby Fuchsia is the latest addition to the craziness that is the Ixchel household, and it’s not hard to see why:

Oh, Xanthe... I never thought I’d say this, but thank you so much! You’re a sanity-saver!

Not when it comes to friendship sims, though – down, girl!

I knew Mils would make a good father – I just knew it <3

Just as Pyr makes a great uncle!

Okay – I presume you’ll be smart enough to know when to put her down?

Pyr: But of course...

Me: Guh... on the floor?

Oh. That’d explain it.

Okay Xanthe, he’s platinum, you can stop scaring him now.

Pyr: Yes, please do. I’d really appreciate it.

Okay, um, Mils?

Get working on those reagents, sweetie – I have a feeling you’ll need them.

Aaaaaww, father and son sharing a bed. How nice :)

And Persy’s found his granddaughter. He’s doing a pretty good job so far.

... Well, that didn’t last long, did it?! *facepalm*

Mils: Must I do everything around here?! I need my beauty sleep!

No Persy, don’t put her there! Ugh...

Persy: I had to put her somewhere. I’m starved!

Yeah, great. So you put her right in front of the fridge?! >_<

There, he’s moved the baby. You can eat now.

Persy: Right. I intend to.

Great, thank you.

... Hold on. Is Persy fixing a hot meal?

Pizza? He’s making pizza? O_O Oh hell... I remember what happened the last time he fixed pizza... *munches on nails*

He burnt it. He only burnt it. *mops brow*

Hi there Pom! Nice to see you again! Maybe you’d get on well with a certain other red sim, huh?

Hey! Point that thing some place else, if you please... oh, as a side-note, you won’t “get to know me” any quicker by stalking me, you know.

Mils: Worked in American Beauty, didn’t it?

... Cute. Real cute.

So, about time we started to work on that special chair, don’t you think?

He decided to take a break from that to wander back to the telescope. I decided to leave him there, just to see what would happen.

What happened was no more than an un/pleasant interruption. Depending on your viewpoint.

Still...

Mils could well be the best wizard I’ve ever played :D

Aw, thanks Pyr!

Ah, we got the throne! No more need to waste precious time sleeping, since night-time’s the worst when it comes to keeping needs level ¬_¬

Come on gamer, give me a sign...

Yes! Thank you! Right... one adult command being spent as soon as he gets out of the pool...

I know you’re meant to roll for a job, but this is a special case. It’s the only way he’ll have a chance to get his goal, and pull himself out of the red.

Meanwhile, Mils continues to be Da... erm, parent of the year :D

One down...

... and there goes the other. At least this guy’s easy to keep happy ^_^

Aaaaaaaaww :) We do have some semblance of happy families here this time.

Persy: Et voila; charcoal-free pizza coming right up!

Me: Good boy. You’re improving; I like it ^_^

Oh boy, here we go again.

You can scare him all you like, Jasper – we haz throne and protection from death! You can’t touch him! *raspberry*

Him, on the other hand... he didn’t want it this time, either. Figures.

Off goes Mils to his first day of work in his newly painted Lamby! This is the closest I could find to a red recolour, but still, it’s fitting ;)

One question, though: why do witches/wizards still drive to work when they can fly?!

Also, you realise what this means, right? Baby left alone with uncontrolables...

... and it doesn’t take long before she’s left on the floor – inches from the basket, too! *facepalm*

Oh, great... Hey, guys, baby in dire need of changing – any volunteers?

Anyone?

Ugh! Great... Hurry up Mils, get home already...

Uh-oh. There’s not enough points for the gut instinct benefit this time, so I’m a little nervous about this.

Phew... and he got promoted! YEEEEESSS!

Meaning he comes home early! Thank heavens for that!

Right, let’s get you changed, shall we?

Looking great Pyr, looking great. Certainly shows just how much time you spend in the pool.

Mind you... I rather feel baby birthdays lend little to the sanity of the one assigned to help them...

Mils: What’s his problem? There’s a bathroom just round the corner!

Me: I know, Mils, I know *sigh*

Mils: But he was always so good at looking after himself before... I do hope he doesn’t starve to death...

Pyr: I don’t want to help my niece grow up just yet! I need sustenance!

Well, that’s one need taken care of, at least *sigh* I just hope he can fix the other, more important one.

Meaning you’d better stay away from him tonight, pal.

Phew... no, don’t worry about possibly poisoning yourself – we have a walking medicine cabinet upstairs! ;) *pats Mils’ spellbook*

We end this update with a much-needed birthday!

I couldn’t get a great look at her from there – let’s get a better angle, shall we?

OMG she is adorable! *melts* I do hope she stays that way...

Torch-Holders = 4
Perma-Platinum sims = 3
Shrink Visits = 3
Social Bunny Visits = 0
Social Worker Visits = 0
Fires: 10
Self-Wettings: 16
Pass-Outs: 21
Fights: 0
Accidental Deaths = 1
Number of Special Tombstones vs. Total Death Count = 3/4
Reach top of a career = 2
$100,000 = 4

Chasing Rainbows: 4.1

sadieg79 — Sun, 25 Apr 2010 14:04:09 GMT

Warnings: Language, dark pics

A/N: Thanks for the well wishes, and apologies for the very long delay – I gave up games for Lent, you see. Wasn’t expecting it to filter through into not bothering with updates, but that’s what happened – and Lent brought about its own RL craziness that just needed to get sorted out. I’ve been thinking about how to continue writing this, since I wanted to get back into story writing, but decided in the end to use another upcoming challenge for that. For this – well, I’ve compromised on a hybrid commentary/narrative; most of it works better in commentary, while some parts I’ve had story-type ideas for. We’ll see how this goes, anyway.

Orange spouse Melon Drop is by brilliantcat

“Ah, home sweet home,” I grin as I peer up at the red walls of our home.

Despite the fun and games that lie ahead, right now I feel pretty good. Between my brother and me, we made a pretty good job on the house. All that’s left now is to set foot inside and say hello to our parents. Wonder how Mum feels about being stripped of his awareness?

“Yeah, great... We’re back here again...”

Looking across at Pyr, a sigh drifts from my lips as my train of thought is broken. Methinks the parents can wait...

“How the hell did we get into this mess?” he moans as he starts to sob, “It was going great until Uni started!”

A little smile creeps upon my face as I watch him, my feet carrying me across the pale floorboards as I break into song.

“There may be trouble ahead...”

“This isn’t funny, Mils!”

“But while there’s music, and love and romaaaaaance...”

“Let’s face the music, and dance!”

“... Musical as ever, huh?!”

“Admit it bro, you loved it.”

“Yeah, okay,” Pyr grins, “At least I came back with you.”

“Aaaawww,” I smile, “Hey, couldn’t leave you out there! I’d miss you!”

“Me too,” he replies, watching me start to fiddle with his jacket.

“Ooh, this feels nice.”

“Velvet,” he remarks, “Didn’t feel like keeping up the geeky look.”

“Mm, I noticed,” I nod, “Certainly suits you. Same with the hair.”

He doesn’t reply, choosing instead to trace the contour of my eye.

“Don’t smudge it!”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he reassures me, “I like it. Definitely adds to the mystical factor.”

“Glad you think so too,” I grin back, “Well, shall we?”

Now he really looks like a wizard! I’d been meaning to try that on him since the fun and games in Uni.

So, without further ado:

Let’s get this show on the road!

Thanks to the piano, Pyr doesn’t stay unhappy for long.

Meanwhile, Mils doesn’t find any gamer or criminal vacancies – the latter being a good thing, given his condition.

Mel still loves to hang out at the karaoke machine But where’s Persy?

Silly question Yep, they’re still crazy for each other.

Of course, it doesn’t take long before he’s back on the karaoke, either.

Meanwhile, all that studying is already starting to pay off. Hopefully the lift won’t break as much now?

I have to keep reminding myself that Persy’s PDH is actually fitness. He does a good job of maintaining it by himself.

Oh dear – I was wondering when that would start. Suspended pregnancy = suspended symptoms?

There goes the other one – I love that outfit. It’s been described as good vampire attire, but would work for wizards too, huh?

Pyr still loves to dance to his brother’s music

Meanwhile, studying for Mils doesn’t end with Uni:

Mils: Okay, I’m “infallibly good” now; can I have a break please? I don’t feel too good...

He needs it, too...

Another spell of nausea later, and this is how it leaves him:

He really doesn’t handle pregnancy well. Notice his comfort bar? That was green a moment ago!

Anyway, it’s high time he got a secondary aspiration:

Aww, he really does take after Mum!

Meanwhile, Pyr sleeps in the right bed! Yes, I kept the double – with everyone’s relationships so high, they’re always sleeping with each other.

Mils: Um, hello?

Me: Yes Mils, what is it?

Mils: Am I s’posed to get this weird feeling in my belly?

Ba-doing!

Me: Oh, yes, that’s what’s meant to happen during pregnancy, dear.

Meanwhile...

Guess who’s back on the prowl. Wasn’t expecting it to stay quiet, somehow...

Do you see?

Mils: Oh, yeah, we do have something of a ghost problem, but I’m sure you won’t mind...

Me: Huh? Mind what?

Mils: I mean, I may be surrounded by family, but I still get pretty lonely sometimes, you know? Fancy keeping me company for a while?

Me: ... You talking to me?

He is as well!

Mils: Yeah, it’d be nice for me to do the probing for a change, know what I mean?

Oh boy... my self-sim is quickly making real-me look bad!

Very subtle, Mils. Take it easy, I’m a gentle creature

Mils: I can be subtle! I’m a pussycat really, you know... and I’m purring like crazy right now...

Mm, bet you say that to all the folks

Mind you, it doesn’t help that Mel brought home the father of two of her daughters!

That’s it Persy, you keep him distracted...

... while she pays him compliments and leaves him hanging

Mils: Aw come on, that’s just mean!

Me: You want me that bad, you’ll have to work harder than that!

Speaking of work:

Urgh, that’s just typical. Look for Pyr’s job and Mils’ one turns up.

Still, at least he can make the most of his maternity leave.

There’s something else he needs to do, thinking about it:

Time to use up the last wish on one of the lamps.

Mils: I know I’ve not even given birth yet, but if something does happen I can’t cast a spell on myself, you know?

Something like a broken lift? I missed it ‘till it happened, but looked like Mel was the culprit. At least the necessary mechanical skill is coming in handy.

Ba-doing!

Mils: Hey, that tickles!

Me: Great, Mils, cute. Will you serve the salad please?

There we go; proof that I didn’t need to trade the double for two singles. Besides, I’d rather not piss off the ghosts; they’re bad enough as it is.

That’s not gonna help your hunger, Persy.

Persy: I know, just killing some time...

Persy: I’m not that daft, you know.

Me: Fair enough, carry on

I’m starting to wonder if I should keep the maid on. Pyr may put him out of a job.

Hey there Ochre! Haven’t seen you for a while!

Mils: Oh great, here we go. ‘Scuse me lady, I need my sleep – pregnancy takes it out of you, you know.

Me: She should – she started this family!

She likes to make her presence known, too.

Mils: Erm, hello? I’m in a bit of trouble here...

Mils: Aaaaaaaaaaaaarrgghh! Somebody, heeeeellpp!

Pyr: Oh my word... is it that time already?

Sure is, Pyr.

So this is the little lady who’s been hiding away all this time; a girl called Fuchsia!

Persy looks as shocked as I am. With all the testosterone running rampant so far, this makes a nice change!

Torch-Holders = 4
Perma-Platinum sims = 3
Shrink Visits = 3
Social Bunny Visits = 0
Social Worker Visits = 0
Fires = 10
Self-Wettings = 13
Pass-Outs = 21
Fights = 0
Accidental Deaths = 1
Number of Special Tombstones vs. Total Death Count = 3/4
Reach top of a career = 2
$100,000 = 4

Yes folks, I'm still alive...

sadieg79 — Thu, 18 Mar 2010 19:44:51 GMT

Hi folks. Just letting you know that I haven't died or anything.

The truth is, I gave up computer/video games for Lent. It's just as well I did, 'cause I discovered I was using them to shy away from an underlying issue instead of confronting it. I won't go into details, but it's a big RL problem, and RL comes before writing.

That's why I haven't updated, posted anything or even checked other people's things much, if at all. I'm very much out of the loop on LJ, and for now it'll need to stay that way. I have a lot to sort out.

See you sometime after Easter ;)

Simspiration Prompts: “The Show Must Go On”

sadieg79 — Mon, 01 Feb 2010 18:26:42 GMT

In lieu of my plea for drabble prompts, I decided to join sim_spiration and see if that could get the rusty wheels turning. Thankfully it has, and this is my offering – x-posted here because the story responses for that comm go in the comments. Spawned from my ISBI of all places; consider this a spoiler warning if you follow it, ‘cause this scenario doesn’t happen ‘til much later on.

Prompt: "The show must go on/the show must go on/Inside my heart is breaking/My makeup may be flaking/But my smile still stays on" ("The Show Must Go On" - Queen)

Story/legacy: Chasing Rainbows

"No, don't take me yet! I'm not ready!"

The Grim Reaper peered down wearily at the aged man before him.

"YOUR TIME IS UP, PERSIMMON."

"Come on, please, just let me stay with my family a little longer? Pleeeeease...?"

The skeletal figure gave a sigh as he tossed his scythe back into the spiritual realm. Persimmon struggled to his feet as he watched a bony hand open up before him, a luminous blue orb glowing like the moon in the night sky.

"OH, ALRIGHT. YOU KNOW THIS PART, I TRUST?"

Persimmon nodded, swallowing a lump in his throat as he remembered the time he'd saved his father from an undignified end. His cat-like ears picked up the mournful weeping of his sons as he watched the robed character hide his hands behind his back. He'd succeeded with his father. Would he be this lucky again?

A crinkled hand rubbed at the back of his neck as the bony fists were presented before him. Saying a quick prayer for good measure, his onyx eyes darted between them as he made his choice.

"Um... That one."

Death's right hand opened, his head lowered as he reluctantly presented the now gleeful pensioner with his prize.

"YOU WIN THIS TIME," he grumbled, "BUT I WILL BE BACK FOR YOU. ENJOY YOUR TIME WHILE IT LASTS."

With that the figure departed. Persimmon was grinning from ear to ear, yet there was still an overwhelming sense of grief in the air.

"Come on you two!" he smiled, "I'm alive! I beat Death! Come on, stop crying!"

"For how long?!"

Persimmon's heart sank as he eyed the younger of his two children.

"Come on Pyr," he countered, "Show a little optimism, huh?"

"Sure," Pyrrhus grumbled as he dried his eyes, "That's easy for you to say."

"Well, I'll be upstairs if you need me," Persimmon surrendered, "Ah, happy birthday!"

The newly blossomed teenager smiled back at him briefly, before looking about the room.

"Thanks," came the reply, "Have I missed something?"

Persimmon flashed her what he hoped to be a reassuring smile.

"Never you mind," he answered, ruffling her bubblegum pink hair, "Like I said, I'll be upstairs."

Once in the safety of his own company, a heavy sigh drifted from his lips. His mind drifted as he recalled the times he'd had with his late husband, and before he could stop himself, he began to wonder if outliving him was such a good thing.

Come on Persy, snap out of it. Of course it's a good thing! You've got to see your grandchildren grow! How many people could say the same?

The old man sauntered over to the karaoke stand, giving a little smile as the words formed on the screen. Facing Death twice in one lifetime did funny things to one's mood, and Persimmon's usually sunny disposition had tonight become overcast.

"The show must go oooonn..."

Second Chance: 1.3

sadieg79 — Mon, 01 Feb 2010 17:24:01 GMT

Warnings: Pixel nudity, adult situations, short update

We start this update on a nice, innocent note…

... um, yeah. Hey, guys, don’t you have something better to do?

You know, like putting the baby to bed, instead of leaving her on the floor?!

Quick break to watch the furry babies play with each other...

Olwen: (Hellooooo? Anyone out there? I need changing!)

Parents of the Year, obviously. We’re not on black gen yet, you’re allowed to look after the babies you know!

Thank you. He’s good when he wants to be.

Morning Si. Fancy seeing you here...

One fast-forward later:

Olwen is the first to grow up! She looks suspiciously like a clone of her mum, actually.

She soon finds the stereo, though.

It isn’t long before I break out the smart milk, either. That’s one of the only rewards I won’t be without.

This is the main reason why. Time for potty-training!

And we have another poor kid left on the floor. Isn’t she due for a birthday?

That’s better! Looks a lot like Dad, too.

As before, it’s straight on the potty – and this time, I can see when they need it. You can have your shower in a minute, Bruno.

Orenda: Om nom nom!

No sweetie, you don’t wanna chew on the crayons. All that wax can’t be good for you.

It’s not too long after this I become really taken with her, though – it’s not often I get attached to them as young as toddlers. Cue the spam:

D’aaaaaaaaawww *snuggles Ory*

She has her failings, though...

Look, I know for a fact (yay!) you’re not that hungry; surely you can wait for fresh?

Heh, I wondered when that would start. Quoise is good with her, though.

Meanwhile, Olwen also finds wax appetising for some reason... blech.

Ory: Cuddles!

Quoise: (Glark! Easy on the windpipe, kid!)

Damn it Olwen, don’t you start. You’re not that hungry!

Hey, Olwen, could you not wait ‘til your little sister was tucked away in bed before pouncing your dad?

Gah! Come on Ory, don’t be so greedy!

She needs a distraction, I think:

Since Bruno wants to teach her to talk and she wants to learn, I can kill two birds with one stone.

Likewise with these two – this is such an easy way to keep that part of the purple challenge going.

... Ory, he won’t be five minutes – that’s for the animals, not you!

There, that’s better! Fresh milk all round, and everyone’s happy.

Daniel: (Leave me alone, I’m not in the mood to get squished.)

Never mind, Ory – you’ll both have a better time of it once you get bigger.

Speaking of which:

Happy birthday, Taika! ... Although she looks identical to Olwen!

Quoise: (Can I have a cuddle please?)

Now Quoise, you should really know better than to ask a baby for a cuddle!

And we finally discover Coby’s PDH in this game. Far cry from fitness, although I’m actually very grateful it’s something creative!

You’re. Not. That. Hungry! Kindly go busy yourself with something in the nursery while you wait?

Or you could go fuss a kitten like your ~~twin~~ younger sister’s doing.

Okay, so maybe you can’t always tell when the tots want to learn a nursery rhyme...

I can’t get enough of that interaction. It’s so cute when they start sucking their thumbs!

Bruno continues to go up in the artist world...

...and once he’s settled, he gets to the business of teaching Taika to talk, which also happens to be something he wants. Meanwhile, Ory actually swigs from a fresh milk bottle for a change.

We bring this update to a close with a couple of birthdays:

I never said they’d be human birthdays!

Daniel and Dido look so alike, I can’t tell them apart ‘til I get them collars. Still, they’re cute – with purple bandit masks, too!

Okay, I'm gonna do this...

sadieg79 — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 23:44:05 GMT

I'll get straight to the point: I can haz drabble prompts plz?

I've been chewing over the idea for ages, but now I'm well and truly stuck. I have unfinished projects, and I need to get back into practice if I'm gonna be able to work on them. Been writing too much legacy commentary lately :P (Drabbles, for those who don't know, are short pieces of about 100 words. Two or more prompts can be combined for a longer drabble+)

So, if any of you lovely people out there have any ideas, I'd love to see them. Just leave a comment with your idea/s and I'll comment back when done. You can pick any story/legacy you like (Great Experiment's a touchy one since it gets quite personal, so no promises on that one) - leave a note with character/s and prompt/s, and I'll do the rest (within reason).

Oh yeah, about the legacies - I'll get to them when I can. Maybe if I change the perspective I'll feel more like writing them? Cause TBH the captioning is getting boring - maybe I just need a break from posting them full stop *shrug*

Thanks in advance, anyway.

Chasing Rainbows: 4.0, part two

sadieg79 — Fri, 22 Jan 2010 19:00:37 GMT

Warnings: Innuendo, dark pics, picture-heavy

After that turn of events last night, we return to a sense of normality.

It seems autonomous greeting’s possible after all – great. Well, at least it didn’t extend to her being invited inside.

One class later:

Mils shows just how much he takes after his mum

Pyr: Great, bro – you’re doing pretty well after last night, huh?

Ah yes, let’s not forget exactly what happened the night before...

...meaning I’ve never been so glad for having a fitness freak aboard. I’ve already learned what happens when an active sim gets pregnant – I’m grateful now that it was always Persy carrying the babies.

Mils: Say, Pyr, don’t suppose you fancy getting some mechanical skill under your belt?

Mils: I’ll take that as a no. Oh well, someone’s gotta do it...

He’s a lot more patient than his grandfather was in this position.

Still, at least Pyr doesn’t need mechanical skill to stay in Uni.

Mils: Oh my God... how do they still manage to do that with Dad being an old man?!

Me: He’s also in good physical shape for his age...

Mils: Not. Helping!

Pyr may not be the mechanical type, but he sure knows how to keep the household ticking over. He’s not so much as burnt a single meal.

I decided on a plan of action, in fact. I spent Pyr’s command on getting him a degree in maths, which is needed for him to pursue his dream job.

The tranquillity doesn’t last, sadly:

Dun-dun-DUUNN! They’re both nicer, too – no good can come of this...

Mils: Hey man, what’s your problem?!

Mils: You come marching into our home and start pushing people around, then make yourself at home?! I don’t think so, pal – get outta here!

Mils: I’ll take her over that clown any day! Not in that way, but you know what I mean...

Pyr: Mm, right. You’re not fooling anyone, Mils.

Mils: Course, Mum would say she’d look better in a hat.

Pyr: What about you?

Mils: Eh, I prefer that other one better.

Lilian: So, how’re you finding it? I hear your Dad had problems keeping his brother happy...

Mils: Mum actually, but do tell...

In that way at least, Mils is having a similar experience.

That’s what happens when you spend so long crying, Pyr Never mind, it’s still edible.

I was hoping that raising his skill would lift his spirits, but no.

Checking out LJ did it, though!

And he’s back to top marks. Not that it made him any happier, though – he’s not making such a great knowledge sim after all.

This guy, on the other hand...! Not bad for six playful points!

At least Pyr’s keeping himself in Uni.

Oh yes, notice anything about the timescale so far? They’ve started Junior year. That means Mils should’ve popped by now, right?

Wrong. It seems he’s in suspended pregnancy for now, thankfully... and I’m starting to feel his LTW is fitting after all.

I mean, look at that face! Mm, let’s see; Miltiades the Mischievous? Fitting, no?

Meanwhile, this is why Pyr keeps funny hours. He stays up all night just browsing the web or blogging.

I give up trying to keep this guy happy. Talk about hobby rarely works, blogging rarely works, raising his skill doesn’t work... ugh.

Still, these two have got to be my closest siblings yet in this legacy It’s partly for that reason I don’t wanna part them – Mils won’t have a spouse, so I can get away with it

Oh, Oz! You have great timing – he’s got to go to an exam! His command’s spent too... Ugh, to hell with it – crossing out a command can’t hurt that much if I only do it once, right?

Move it! Gogogogo!!

Pyr: With that guy on my tail, I’m in no position to argue!

Me: Just know this – that’s the first and only time I’m gonna bail you out. You get me?!

Phew. Don’t ever do that to me again! I shouldn’t have even helped you that time, but your aspiration’s nearly bottomed out as it is!

Pyr managed to hit top marks, despite nearly missing his finals, but his relief is short-lived...

... look who hung around waiting for them to get home

Mils: Him again? Making my brother cry, too?! That’s it, now I’m mad!

With the cow out of the way, it’s safe to invite people over:

It is time, oh yes it is She asked if she could bring a friend, and I thought ‘why not?’ So...

Hello there Coby! Nice to see you again!

Mils: Oooh, I feel all tingly...

Mils: Wow, what a rush!

See, that is how you get rid of roaches. Although I gather you can still get the flu from them...

Meanwhile, Coby’s proving to be quite the amicable fellow:

He has quite the story to tell, too. With them both the top guy in their respective legacies, they have a lot to talk about.

Mils: Ooooh, the power... All this lovely power flowing through my veins, it’s wonderful! Bwahahahaha! I feel ready to take over the world!

Me: ... You’re starting to worry me, Mils...

Mils: Why? It’s part of my job description to act all sinister like, no?

Me: I dunno, you’re starting to sound convincing...

Mils: Really? Oh goodie! I’ll do well later then, won’t I?

Miltiades Ixchel = man of many layers, it seems!

Mils: So, it was great meeting you, but I gotta, you know, study...

Mils: Let’s see... should be in there somewhere... ah, there it is!

Up, up and away! Yeah, he may seem like a convincing bad wizard, but he has too many nice points to pull it off.

Despite his failing aspiration, Pyr’s still staying in the game.

Ah yes, that’s a thought...

I’d been looking through his available spells, and this one to lift mood looks promising. Pyr would make the perfect guinea pig for this, too.

Here goes... and here’s hoping.

Typically it didn’t help his aspiration – that’d be too easy, wouldn’t it It has, however, given me ideas for a helpful emergency plan back home.

Some time later, we get a visitor. I admit, I’d not been taking many photos by this point, but something caught my eye a little while later:

Pyr: You poke me like that one more time and there’ll be HELL to pay, you hear me?!

Oh, wow. Straw that broke the camel’s back?

With the llama returning the favour every chance he gets, it looks like we may see the first fight of the legacy.

Pyr: This just isn’t fair! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS?!

... I’m really starting to feel for the poor guy

Damn it, will you leave him alone?

We didn’t get a fight, but now is a good time to draw to a close...

With Mils taking off on his new broomstick...

And Pyr managing to graduate with top marks! Phew... this whole experience has been interesting, to say the least. What effect will it have on the pair? We shall see...

Torch-Holders = 4
Perma-Platinum sims = 3
Shrink Visits = 3
Social Bunny Visits = 0
Social Worker Visits = 0
Fires: 10
Self-Wettings: 13
Pass-Outs: 21
Fights: 0
Accidental Deaths = 1
Number of Special Tombstones vs. Total Death Count = 3/4
Reach top of a career = 2
$100,000 = 4

Chasing Rainbows: 4.0, part one

sadieg79 — Fri, 22 Jan 2010 16:56:24 GMT

Warnings: Language, dark pics

Hello, and welcome to red generation! Typically it’s only now, but I’ve discovered a better way to edit my pictures (check my awesomesauce challenge for details), so bear with me. Hopefully they should look much better now.

Just for a change, I’d decided very early on who my red heir was going to be:

Hi there, Mils! He really has blossomed, huh?

So, what makes this guy tick over?

Ah, we have a different star sign! Thank heavens for that! Quite the active type, too, just for a change.

What with it only being two of them this time, I’ve moved them into one of the little houses already there – and this time I did redecorate.

So here they both are. Ready your sunglasses; you’ll be seeing a lot of red, and not just the deeper variety!

Before that, though – let’s get this photo business over with, shall we?

I love the goofy pictures

So, while we’re out – guess where we’re off to…

Yep, it’s back to the bowling alley. Let’s see who’s here:

Persy, Edie, me… The alien guy still in his work togs is Pine, one of the Bachelorette winners and Erin’s father. His mother Stella Terrano has insanely strong genes

And love is in the air for Gamby! Hopefully we can get that sorted for Mils some time soon.

Soon meaning after a trip to the beach?

YES! Gotcha! Now then, let’s see how the chemistry’s doing...

D’oh! He’s doing this on purpose, I just know it!

Mils: It’s not my fault!

Me: No, not you – him! I’ve been trying for three generations now with that guy!

Mils: Well, that other lady’s pretty fine, huh?

Me: My self-sim is off-limits, but thanks anyway

Then he bumps into Raven. With him still having a good quota of nice points, she’s another possibility.

Mm, not bad. At least they score something.

Okay, time to get home, I think. The poor guy’s been out here for hours.

I have a strong suspicion that I won’t need to hire a maid in this place

Some time later, we get a visitor:

Coach: Move it, boy – move it!

Pyr: Okay, I’m going, I’m going.

Pyr: Didn’t say where I was going, did I?

Me: You sneaky little...!

Pyr: Don’t need his help to work out, thanks. Where does he think we are, the army?!

There’s just one problem, though – Pyr’s obviously loaded with cooking points (thankfully!), as he was in the middle of preparing a pizza when the coach interrupted him... and guess who gets to finish it off?

... Wow. I’m seriously impressed.

Mils: Thought I was gonna burn it, didn’t you?!

Me: Actually, given your lack of cooking points, I was half-expecting you to torch it!

Man, is this guy full of win! Careful there Mils, you’re making your mum look bad!

I’ve never seen a sim get fit after eating pizza before

Mils: Ey, knew all that time with the skipping rope would pay off!

Delayed reaction works too, of course.

Okay, Mister – if you’re anything like your mum you’ll moan, but it needs to be done:

Mate-hunting now done by computer instead. Except he’s not biting so far

Still, I rather fear there may be a reason for that:

I hate to break this to you, guys, but the possibility of your hooking up instead is practically nil

Here we go again. You can tell this guy’s loaded with outgoing points, huh?!

Meanwhile, Pyr actually gets leftovers out of the fridge! I love this guy’s self-sufficiency!

Lillian: Gooooo Llamas!

Mils: Yeah, great sweetheart. Can you shout upstairs or something, I’m trying to concentrate here.

Okay guys, I’ll tell you what I told your mum and Uncle Oz – behave!

I am seriously tempted to take this guy back with me. In this area he’s just awesome.

Lillian: Come on, where’s your school spirit? Gotta support our team!

Mils: Zzzzzzzzzzz

These cheerleaders have no concept of time. Hey lady, don’t you have a home to go to?

Pyr’s timekeeping is no better, but at least he puts his insomnia to good use

Much time later, I find myself in something of a battle with Mils:

Mils: Aw come on, not again!?

Me: Look, I know you find chatting online as appealing as your mum does, but he met your dad on here, you know.

Mils: Don’t care; this hunting thing is boring.

Me: Just do it, huh?

Mils: There, I’m chatting to her. Happy now?!

Me: No need to be like that – you’re the red heir, which means you’ll need babies at some point...

Mils: And I need a partner for that because...?!

Me: ... Ooooh, you’re asking for it.

Mils: Only asking?!

Me: Tell you what. If this one falls flat, I’ll send you out stargazing when the time comes.

He was chatting to Stevie’s self-sim, as it happens. Both knowledge, and she’s Gemini. Coby’s already proved that Aries and Gemini can fancy each other, so how do these two fare?

Nothing? None at all? ... Right, alien route it is! How I love knowledge sims

Which leaves him free to pursue romantic interests in any area if he so chooses. He and Lillian score one bolt, and he still needs a first kiss at some point. I don’t know why his LTA’s so low since he’s the oldest, but it means he doesn’t get many benefits, and I need his ability to summon aliens now.

Meanwhile, Pyr’s winging Uni so far.

Ah yes, speaking of whom...

Time for some match-making! By a massive stroke of luck, Guy Wrightley there rolled gay!

Interesting... Wonder how he’d score with Pyr.

Okay, enough of that – you’re here for his brother, Guy.

Mils: So, yeah, there’s this bloke outside you might wanna meet...

So far so good. Mils needs to be kept busy, though...

That’s it, you chat to Mum and let them socialise in peace...

... erm, excuse me Mils...

Mils: Not my fault he needed the bathroom...

Okay, that didn’t go too well Never mind; another day, another morning lecture...

...and Pyr is the first Ixchel to put some clothes on before going to class!

Pyr: ... What’s been seen cannot be unseen...

Serves you right for catching him in the shower.

Come night-time, we need the ‘scope for a different reason:

You know what they say; practice makes perfect

Erm, Pyr, you do realise there’s leftovers in the fridge, right?

Not that he got to eat it before going to class, but by the time he gets back, the cracks start to show:

You were doing so well at avoiding food poisoning! You’d better not start now – we have no (part) family sims on board this time.

His grades aren’t quite as great this time, either...

... and he’s beginning to crumble already

There’s a good boy He did this by himself, BTW

Um, Pyr, you’re going the wrong way for the kitchen.

This isn’t going to fix your hunger, you know.

Ugh – it took Mils getting out the leftovers before he noticed them? What’s up with this guy?

There, you see? Was that so hard?

Okay Mils, let’s get you out for a while...

Mils: Wha...? I thought we weren’t doing that anymore?

Me: Oh, I have a different reason this time. You’ll like it, I promise

Well, we’re on the right track*, but that’s not why he’s out here.

Still, he’s meeting others in the meantime. Bad chemistry with both of those two, by the way... Hestia’s another I’d like in the legacy, but she’ll have to keep for now.

But what is this I see?

Wow... Well, he got his first kiss at least... That wasn’t in the plan, I swear!

Ah-ha! This is what he came out for – to meet a witch! Pity there only seems to be the evil witch floating about, but never mind.

No, Mils, no stomping on the roaches please! You want another case of the flu?!

Still, that first kiss means he finally gets that elusive benefit:

Like I said, practice makes perfect

YES! That didn’t take long!

Many hours later:

Welcome back!

Mils: Ouch... we could really do with some road pillows or something...

Mils: ... and my arse feels like I got raped by a cattle prod!

Mils: OH SHIT! That was freaky!

Me: You know what they say, Mils; be careful what you wish for.

Meanwhile:

Pyr: That was awesome! Wow, my brother got to meet aliens! Can I go next?

Me: Um... you sure? I mean, Mils doesn’t look so great for his encounter...

Mils: Ugh... I need a lie down.

You’re not the only one – did I just hear what I think I heard?

How the HELL did THAT happen?! I don’t have Inteen, I took out all my Uni hacks (which I’m pretty sure didn’t include YA families) so this shouldn’t be possible! Damn... well, since it has happened, I’ll be very interested to see how this’ll progress, if it does. I’m a little nervous about raising kids in a Uni environment (ISBI Uni, no less!) in a game that hasn’t been hacked about to accommodate this. I can’t understand how it was even allowed to happen in the first place – great job, EAxis. Methinks when you fixed the dance sphere problem, you missed a bit...

Torch-Holders = 4
Perma-Platinum sims = 3
Shrink Visits = 3
Social Bunny Visits = 0
Social Worker Visits = 0
Fires: 10
Self-Wettings: 13
Pass-Outs: 21
Fights: 0
Accidental Deaths = 1
Number of Special Tombstones vs. Total Death Count = 3/4
Reach top of a career = 2
$100,000 = 4

*My self-sim is now a witch. Not that she could make him one while playing his household, but he still met a witch.

Second Chance: 1.2

sadieg79 — Fri, 22 Jan 2010 15:37:31 GMT

Warnings: Adult situations, pixel nudity

We start this update with what looks like a fairly normal breakfast conversation:

Coby: Uh-huh... well, I’ve been thinking...

Coby: I mean, since we’re now carrying each other’s babies an’ all...

Coby: Bruno dearest, will you marry me?

Bruno: *gasps*

Bruno: I thought you’d never ask!

Aaaaaaaaaawww!

That proposal came just in time, in fact:

Bruno isn’t handling pregnancy too well.

He isn’t the only one, either...

Oh, Coby, no... come on, he won’t be long...

Coby: I can’t wait; I’m wasting away here!

Coby: Mmmm, tasty.

Eeeeew... What’re you trying to do, poison the pair of you?!

Well, if he was, he succeeded. At least the baby’s okay... I hope?

I would say ‘serves you right’, but... when he said wasting away, he really meant it. Hyperactive sim + pregnancy = NIGHTMARE!

This is where family sims come in so handy. I’ve also never been so glad that Bruno’s only moderately active.

There, all better. Try not to do that again, huh?

On a lighter note, Quoise is quickly climbing the career ladder.

Like I was saying before – some things never change. Yes Bruno, you’re still pretty.

Ba-doing!

Uh, yeah, I think it’s about time they got married. I got Bruno to throw the party since he knows more sims:

Sim-me, sister Ecru, a PT sim by the name of Whimsey September, and Dodger Garland, who’s mysteriously lost enough weight to slip into his formalwear. *grumbles something about lack of fat morphs*

Whimsey, the buffet table’s open. Please to not be raiding my fridge?

Look you two, you see that nice buffet over there? LEAVE MY FRIDGE ALONE, we have two pregnant sims living here!

*cough* Anyway, on with the wedding!

I’ll save the proper set-up for when they’re more flush. For now they still have a nice audience – but there’s some missing...

Hey, Ecru? You’re missing your brother’s wedding!

Bleh... so, we have another couple watching instead. I recognise the maid, but who’s that other one?

Oh, that’s who she is! Carry on.

Okay, I have to ask: is this what generally what happens at American weddings? Over here in Blighty, husband and wife cut the cake together, then everyone dives straight in. No feeding the other a bite or anything like that.

Hey, Whimsey, you see Dodger there with some jelly? That means the table’s usable!

Oh well – think next time I’ll take someone else’s advice and turn the fridge round. In the meantime...

We have a winner!

Just in time, too...

Coby: AAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH! BRUNOOOOO!

Me: I hate to break this to you, but he’s at work...

It gets better, too:

Had to be twins, didn’t it?! And Bruno’s pregnant... which means I’m in the clear. I wasn’t to know Coby was carrying twins when Bruno got himself knocked up.

For my naming scheme this time, I decided to go for names relating to the colour challenges rather than the actual colour – what with the Ixchels, I’d just run out of ideas otherwise. So, since purple is the colour of magic, and the kids will need to be witches/wizards when they hit their teens, I’m going with magical names courtesy of 20000 Names. So first up is Olwen...

... followed by twin sister Orenda. Sister. Both of them are girls. Makes a lovely change from all the boys in both my other rainbow legacies!

In fact, I think Coby’s collapsed from the shock of it all.

Yeah, that’s getting pretty old by now I guess. Quoise needs to play dead for his next promotion, and now’s the only time we’ve had a chance to teach him.

He catches on fast, too.

Meanwhile, Bruno makes a great father.

For now, anyway:

Bruno: AAAAAAAAAAAAARGH! I am never getting pregnant ever again!

Me: Mm, bet your mum said that, too.

Bruno gives birth to another girl, named Taika. I actually have all girls this time! Hooray!

And how do the parents celebrate?! Hey, guys, you do realise you can’t have any more, right?

Meaning that ain’t gonna happen, Coby. I don’t care how much you like babies.

He does, though, bless ‘im. Both of them make great parents.

Behold Quoise, the cat of win, strutting back from another day in the limelight with some much-needed cash for his owners.

While he celebrates his promotion by playing with his girlfriend...

Bruno comes back with yet more monies!

Hey, Bruno? How long do you plan to stay at that sink?

Bruno: There’s still a mark right here...

Seriously, he was there for ages. I was beginning to think he’d got stuck there.

Great, thanks Quoise. Could you not crawl round the ankles of someone unoccupied?

Yeah, that’s a great alternative. Thank you.

And shortly after, she gives birth to twins. With Bruno’s LTA as high as it is, I think this will do. I’m not going through that pet legacy thing again.

Meet Daniel and Dido. Human babies have magical names, the cats take care of the royalty side of it. I love how Violet grins at them all proud... yeah, I probably would, too.

Chasing Rainbows: 3.8

sadieg79 — Sat, 09 Jan 2010 20:06:06 GMT

Warnings: Language, adult situations, picture-heavy

Orange spouse Melon Drop is by brilliantcat

Just to remind us all what generation we’re really on:

The two orange guys are still very much the cavity-inducing couple

They’re still crazy for each other…

…very much so I’m gonna miss these guys

Warning: Mils spam imminent

See what I mean about the karaoke fear? It’s nuts! And it can’t be doing him any favours, either

Still…

…he is very much a Mummy’s boy – right down to the singing in his undies

And when he’s had enough of that…

…it’s off to try his luck at the dance sphere… with no body points (that I know of). No good can come of this…

Well, whad’ya know? He should’ve got a wish to peak dance, just for continuity’s sake

I just knew that wasn’t gonna end well. Don’t worry, sweetie – get studying physio at Uni, and you’ll get to show that thing who’s boss when you come back

Mils: I made a god out of blood
Not superiority
I killed the king of deceit
Now I sleep in anarchy...

A little clue as to the music station for red – Nec’s put some real dark stuff in techno Speaking of music, you sure that’s not your real PDH, Mils?

Mils: Hey, you burn off a lot of calories dancing, you know

True… and I must remember, we’re coming to the end of orange, not starting red!

Chess is serious stuff, don’t’cha know.

Looks like Pyr’s found the parrot. Just remember to put him back in his cage before he gets too hungry…

And Persy continues to be Persy

Meanwhile:

There he goes

There he goes again…

While we’re in a musical mood:

For being fitness/science freaks, they sure have a funny way of showing it. Still, it’s pretty cute seeing Pyr dancing to his brother’s music

Ah, autonomous charisma building! Thanks very much!

Seriously, he stayed there for ages. I don’t mind, since he didn’t get much as a tot.

Oh, lovely, we have this again.

Eh, he only builds it up again some time later. No big.

And we get a visitor – who I didn’t notice until I heard the dance sphere going:

Wow, that’s pretty impressive, Oz! All that swimming and Uni training really paid off, huh?

Oz: Ugh… not well enough.

While we’re on the subject of hobbies:

I wondered how long that would take

And Mils gets into practice with the ‘talk about hobby’ fix… except it only helped Mils. How nice

Still, Mils just wants to spend some quality time with his bro

There is one small problem with that, though:

We’re only just coming into Spring, so it’s still a little chilly outside.

Mils’ turn for the hobby cards. Ugh… Well, I know what I’d do, and he seems pretty similar, so…

…that’s the thanks he gets? Ugh… being nice is thankless sometimes, it really is.

Still, he isn’t too bothered…

…not when he gets an early home-coming present in the form of his mum’s old car! Well, Persy isn’t using it anymore, and Mils will need a flashy number for his getaways, so…

Mils: Not in this colour, though.

Me: Oh, hell no. You’d stick out like a sore thumb!

Mils: That’s not what I was thinking, actually.

Me: I know, I know. You just want a reason to paint it red, don’t you?!

Mils: Mmmm, maaaaaybe…

… You know, given the colour, maybe his LTW’s appropriate after all. Certainly makes things more interesting

Meanwhile, Persy gets a visitor:

Coby! Hey there sweetie! Now, just remember; you’re engaged and he’s married, so…

Coby: Not to mention I’m carrying his cousin? Relax, I operate a ‘look but don’t touch’ policy.

Me: Good lad. Carry on.

Much time later – wow, is it that time already?

Pyr: It certainly is! Ah, feels so good to be able to look after myself properly!

Me: The feeling’s mutual, trust me.

So, how’s he doing?

Ah-ha! I knew it! I just knew he’d wind up knowledge!

Beautiful If he continues this trend of being the most capable NTH to date, this is gonna be a doddle!

Ah, hello Apricot. You’re not gonna go scaring everyone (half) to death, I trust?

Pyr: Ouch… need body points.

Me: Yes, you do. You also know where the pool is…

Pyr: Whoah, you made me jump, lady!

Knew it was too good to be true Still, the joke’s on her…

With two knowledge sims in the place, they stand more chance of staying happy with every ghost sighting! That want is a high scorer!

Now then – remember what I said about ACR?

Yes Coby, I know he’s cute, but you’re taken and he needs a PT sim, so…

Coby: Don’t stop me looking, does it?!

Me: True

That’s not why I took this pic, though. Hmm, let’s see – Coby’s a Gemini, and he fancies Mils. Good sign – please let this mean he’ll be less picky than his mum!

Apricot: Guess who’s back – back again!

Cute, Apricot, real cute. Just, let him live? Please?

Oh yeah, the auto-randomiser kicked in:

Okay, this is getting kinda creepy. Three generations in a row this has happened now; one rolling bisexual and ending up as heir, and at least one spare rolling gay. Hrm… wonder how long I can keep this going?

Anyway, LTW:

Oh, that is so apt. I know you do nothing but play games ‘til you get to the top, but you have no real idea what goes into game design unless you’ve had a taste of it Especially since Maths is one of the courses that’s best suited for this career.

And, just when we thought we’d seen the last of that damn chance card…

… it crops up again. Okay, let’s revert to plan A…

That’s better

So, with everyone else away, that leaves Persy and Coby alone...

...to watch TV together. Those two are very loyal, I’ll give them that

I’ve taken to getting homework out of the way shortly after they get home. It’s so nice to be able to do that.

Meanwhile, there’s funny business going on upstairs:

What happened there? … Oh, wait… Oz, really – you tried to flirt with him, didn’t you?!

Coby, please, get some creativity points under your belt first!

We interrupt this oh-so-exciting program to bring you some chance card spam!

Um… something tells me Pyr is actually more on the quiet side.

Ah, thank you – and it’s his PDH, too.

I didn’t call it spam for nothing! Ugh… and it’s this one again, too!

I love you too

So, there’s this interesting side-effect of the custom GUI being transparent, isn’t there? What’s going on back there?

Well, with time ticking away and Mils slowly approaching adulthood, there was something else I wanted to do for Persy while I had the chance:

There was a good reason I likened him to Pear. Just like the lime gen alien, this guy needs his youth.

I mean, really – him getting old? I’d immortalise him if I could, but I’ll settle for the next best thing.

Talking of favourites:

I figured it was safe now for Mel to bring back his pal Tahiti – who needs as many friends as he can get, since I don’t have the ‘no friends needed for careers’ cheat, ‘cause that’s just what it is

This time is very different for the former lime heir – meeting new people while partaking in his favourite activity. No wonder he’s happy

Meanwhile – in the bathroom, of all places:

Mel: I feel the strangest tingling all through my bones…

Um, yeah, there’s quite an age gap between him and Persy – even more now with that green stuff, but that’s beside the point.

Still, you think it bothers Persy at all?

Does it hell Those wants for Mel rolled not long after he aged, strangely enough. I’m pretty sure grey hair isn’t among his turn-ons…

Ah, much better than the grief he suffered before. We got there in the end, eh?

Persy even has a special birthday gift for his hubby:

That is honestly the first thing they did after Mel grew up! Age gap? What age gap?!

He never got the chance to do this in his former life, but thankfully I happen to know he peaked creativity some time ago. Sounding great, TaTa, I’m sure the kids’ll love it

Only one thing, though – it’s night-time…

What’s up with you? Are you upset over my moving the urns? They work better on the fireplace, really – don’t know why the OMSP idea didn’t occur to me before.

Still… Jasper’s awake. You know what this means, right?

Pyr: Oh wow, a ghost! Awesome!

Persy: AAAAAAAAAAH, GHOSTIES!!

Mils: Whoah!! Nice to see you too, Mister! Except…

Mils: The bastard made me piss myself AGAIN! It’s not fair!!

Jasper’s on a rampage tonight

Still, at least this time he picked on different people. I really don’t need any of these guys dying on me, thanks.

And Pyr proves to be as self-sufficient as ever. Thanks sweetie, you may just save one or two lives tonight!

Do you see? … Hey, that’s Apricot! Oi! Down, girl!

The next day, we finally get a different chance card:

Eh… does it make any difference?! Oh well, stab in the dark…

Oh really? Who’ll that be, the paper boy?!

No, seriously, I have no teens in this game – until Erin gets older, that is. I’ve had bad experiences with teens and the FT bug where they have no aspiration when they grow up.

Persy: Ah, the taste of prolonged youth is so sweet! I feel ready to take on the world!

Me: ... Steady on there, Persy; you’re not that young anymore, you know.

Oh, yikes… I’m pretty worried about this. Mils is obviously preparing a hot meal, and the way he’s hacking at the veg hints at a strong lack of cooking points…

Mils: Hey, relax. I’m a fast learner.

Wow… you sure are.

Meanwhile, outside we witness a once-in-a-lifetime event!

Persy using the swimming pool?! Savour this moment folks, it may be the only time you see him in swimwear!

Oh, great – Mils, that food’s gone off. Please to not make yourself sick?

Oh, hello trouble. You and your boyfriend working shifts now?

I’ll take that as a yes

Mils: Eeew, this is awful!

Me: Well spotted You’d better not get food poisoning.

Oh, lovely. Course, the trouble with perma-plat sims is, you can’t tell how their motives are doing. Thankfully he survived.

I wondered when we’d get to see the formalwear with this guy! That is hot! Certainly befitting a future criminal mastermind, eh?

At first I thought he was starting to crack, but on checking his aspiration, I’m more inclined to think he’s just being a prat

Oh hello, I wondered when that would start. I’m keeping an eye on you two, especially at Uni

Still, Mel goes on to show how much of a factor age really is:

Or isn’t, as the case may be

Although being thrown out of the dance sphere can’t be doing his old bones any favours.

I was so focussed on Mils’ life bar, I completely forgot that Pyr could take off any time.

So, before he had the chance to bring any more homework home, I chose now to send him off.

Laters, Pyr! See you at Uni!

A few hours later:

Oh, thank you! Never mind your low aspiration, sweetie, that’ll all be taken care of very shortly. Boy, was that a long time coming – better get used to it though, since in AS you can’t send them to Uni.

YES! Yes, I want him gone already!

Ta-ta Mils! See you next update!

Boy, does this guy have it easy. One, single, solitary sibling to babysit at Uni, and both his parents have proved to be pretty trustworthy with the babies, just for a change. The only problem will be the ghosts, but I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it.

Torch-Holders = 3
Perma-Platinum sims = 3
Shrink Visits = 3
Social Bunny Visits = 0
Social Worker Visits = 0
Fires: 10
Self-Wettings: 13
Pass-Outs: 21
Fights: 0
Accidental Deaths = 1
Number of Special Tombstones vs. Total Death Count = 3/4
Reach top of a career = 2
$100,000 = 4

Chasing Rainbows: 3.7

sadieg79 — Sat, 09 Jan 2010 18:58:02 GMT

Warnings: Language

Orange spouse Melon Drop is by brilliantcat

With Persy now safeguarded against any fatal accidents, I can now kick back and enjoy what remains of this generation. Orange is nearly over – wow, don’t it fly?

Speaking of flying:

The parrot seems to be just as addictive as the piano in this place. Still, I don’t mind – not only is it cute, but it comes in handy when they talk to him/her.

Meanwhile, there’s yet more fail in the kitchen:

Mel: Oh damn, not the omelettes! … Great, there goes breakfast…

Me: Never mind, sweetie – at least you only burned it.

I’m pretty impressed with this guy, in fact – he’s yet to start any fires. That seems to be the job of the torch holder

Speaking of whom:

Persy gets to indulge in another of his wants

Mils: YEEESS!! I did it!

Me: There, you see? Good things, right?

Mils: Hey Mum, I got top marks at school!

Persy: Awesome Mils, that’s great news!

Once the excitement’s died down…

…it’s all systems go, as he races to teach Pyr the power of speech before he grows up.

Phew – I was expecting it all to stop at six for birthday time, but thankfully they stayed put ‘til the job was finished.

Ta-da! … He hasn’t actually lost ‘the chin’, has he?! Everything else is the same as Mils, though

Ey, that’s better! Someone’s gonna get a good start in life, at least.

And unlike his brother, Pyr heads straight for the oven. Good boy!

He’s also maxed on neat! Excellent!

So, now we have two lots of homework. Only two. After the fun I had last gen, this is heaven!

With both kids now at school and hubby at work, that means Persy now has the house to himself during the day.

This is how he celebrates Actually, he went for easy, but I wanted to work on his fitness enthusiasm, since it’s meant to be his PDH, so I put him back in and chose hard. He’s maxed on body points, he can handle it.

Pyr is the first to bring a friend home from school:

Hi there Erin! This is my self-sim’s daughter. Sim-me’s shacked up in a ménage a trios with the two Bachelorette winners – Tahiti’s one, but obviously not Erin’s father.

That means, since Mils is still heading the race for heir, I can still let Pyr get to know her.

The only problem is, children don’t get long to spend with their friends, so before long I had another visitor:

You’re a little late, sim-me, she’s already left Yes, she’s preggers again – it’s a baby factory over there, I swear!

Watch out, Jasper’s about

Pyr quickly finds one of the addictive drugs of the house, while someone else breaks the lift:

Yeouch! That can’t be good for the baby!

I knew Jasper was gonna be trouble Thanks, go make my favourite kid piss himself again, why don’t you

Oh, wonderful! Did that come from all those accidents, I wonder? Wouldn’t be surprised.

So, not satisfied with scaring the piss out of one boy, he then works on the other

Persy to the rescue! And this time he didn’t burn it.

Aww Go on kid, get some soup down you.

That’s better – aaww, bless!

Great, now Mel’s got the lurgy Dining room, now!

Good boy. There, all better.

Putting leftovers away! Thanks Pyr!

Except...

I’ve no idea where that came from, they’ve been getting on great. Is he jealous? That won’t earn you any brownie points, you know.

Hi there, Oz! Nice to see you again!

Hehe... you’ve missed that, haven’t you?

Meanwhile, we have fun with hobby cards:

This one again. The answer’s still no

I should think so, too.

Oh come on, you know how to fix that. Okay, so your mum’s on the computer – autonomously chatting to people, no less – but there’s other things to keep you entertained. Like the TV or telescope, for example?

Great, thanks Mils. Isn’t your brother pointing out just how usable the bed is?!

Pyr: *gasp* I had this horrible dream, that we were stuck in a haunted house and there was no… oh.

Aaaaaww! Mils is always saying or thinking lovely things about his mum – even when he’s dead on his feet. It’s adorable

The next night – not long after waking up, no less:

Finally, he’s a teenager! Thank heavens for that!

That means he now gets a direction in life. Which is...

...knowledge, just for a change! Awesome. Maybe not so much in teenage years, but it’s gonna be such a help in Uni.

Ah, beautiful – how I love the school days. We’re getting there, slowly.

...Famous last words You were always so good at fixing that yourself, what happened?

There, go join your brother or something… Hey, that’s better, Pyr! See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?

Ah yes, that’s another way to keep yourself happy. He really is the serious type.

I have the feeling Mils isn’t somehow, but at least he’s still co-operative when it comes to homework. And because he comes home sooner, it’s easier to take care of.

Persy: And that’s your weekend free! Enjoy!

Mils: Oh, I will, thanks!

Cue the ACR randomiser kicking in:

Yep, he’s definitely heir Wouldn’t wanna break the tradition of a lifetime, would we?

So, that means he should have a LTW by now:

Bwa? Criminal? Him?! ... Hmm... maybe chalk it up to Bruce Wayne in Batman Begins – would that work? It’s the only way I could really picture a sweetie like Mils as a crook

Oh, lovely, we have this again.

Oh come on, it weren’t his fault! School justice, eh?

Persy: Hi there, boss! I’d like to discuss the hanging up of my ballet slippers, if you wouldn’t mind…

Yep, Persy has danced his last. Pyr’s still a child, and I don’t fancy leaving him alone with uncontrollables, thanks.

Well, that card obviously didn’t do that much damage. Methinks the hobby cards are lying a little?

Pyr: Awesome! I did it!

Pyr: I did it! I’m top of the class!

Persy: That’s great, I’m so proud of you two!

Aaaaw Now this is what I call a good parent

Oh great, double blow I just hope that A+ want pops up the next day – mind you, it could be for that reason he’s still doing okay.

Thankfully, he’s not the only one who likes to keep things clean:

Thanks Mils! Appreciated!

And guess who’s next to max his creativity

Now, I may be stuck on Mils for heir, but…

… I am so glad to see a kid look after himself without whining about it. Next to his dad too, bless ‘im

S’cuse the glitch on the bunk bed, but...

Aaaaaaaaww, Mils! That is just adorable!

Next day:

Okay kids, the bus is here! Where are you two?

Mils: Sat by the window!

Me: Pyr?

Pyr: I’ll just stay here with my toys, thanks.

Me: Oh no you don’t. Move it!

Pyr: Okay, okay, I’m going!

Yep, there goes his command

Meanwhile, we see the return of a familiar chance card:

Like I said – why lie?

Oh, what a shame

Now, this…

… has got to be…

… the easiest gen yet when it comes to homework!

And Pyr gets an urge to try out this karaoke thing that everyone else goes nuts over.

Meanwhile, Mils is happy to play with Satsuma, in his undies no less.

Tell you what; if he’s like this now, I can’t wait to see him as a parent.

He’s even getting a head-start in the traditional mate-hunting. Yes, my friends; you probably saw it coming this time, but I am sold. He’s like a Persy MKII, with his own charms

Torch-Holders = 3
Perma-Platinum sims = 3
Shrink Visits = 3
Social Bunny Visits = 0
Social Worker Visits = 0
Fires: 10
Self-Wettings: 12
Pass-Outs: 21
Fights: 0
Accidental Deaths = 1
Number of Special Tombstones vs. Total Death Count = 3/4
Reach top of a career = 2
$100,000 = 4