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I’ll have to start off with the move. Things were getting
awfully cozy back at the old gallery; Mom didn’t really want
to give up her studio to give Wes his own bedroom, and we
had a new sibling on the way.
This kind of starts the “Dark Ages”. Not many pictures
made it through, and very little of interest actually
happened.
Excuse me, two of my brothers and two of my birthdays is
hardly “nothing”. Lexi warned me about you.
Nothing. Happened. At all. Those boys are worthless,
and your birthdays weren’t on film.
My mother delivered twin boys; Toby and Christopher.
I like them, even if Phancy-pants Phantom doesn’t.
Meanwhile, Dena and Wes and I hit the town.
The boys are named after Christopher Robin of
Winnie-the-Pooh and Toby, the baby in Jim
Henson’s Labyrinth. I’ll ignore that, Miri.
Not going to smite me?
I never smited anyone in my life. Well—no one
important. I like your family too much to watch
them suffer.
Gee, thanks.Dena^ Miri^
Dating started. Wes was a bit too involved in helping Mom to
go get a girlfriend, but Dena and I both jumped right in.
I pride myself on having perfect genetic matches for both of
you in stock without a custom insert.
But…my husband and I are made for each other!
Keep thinking that. Do continue.
Okaay. . Dena (top) hooked up with a local orphaned boy who had done surprisingly well with himself, and owned the
local clothing joint. I (bottom) fell in love with the son of a
local shopkeeper, who had a bit of a habit of checking me out
every time I came in.
Touch of backstory on Miri’s young man; Terry
Martigan lived with his parents over Mad Martigan’s
Mayhem Toy Store. His dog, a birthday gift, is the
founding father of the fluffy-white-shop-dog bloodline.
That sounds so unromantic. He’s a ginger prince
from humble origins come to sweep me off my feet
and make beautiful children.
I’ll take it. However, you are to be saying that,
not me.
I don’t care. You’re just jealous because I have
beautiful children.
My older siblings Wesley and Dena were some
of the first to attend Phantasma University. I
sort of tagged along occasionally on the
weekends, playing Wes’s guitar and showing
off.
His girlfriend liked you well enough, at least.
Hardly matters; they never got married.
Not to each other, no. Stop complaining.
Dena got on quite well with her little orphaned
businessman, and they quickly got engaged.
Technically, he’s not really an orphan. I just deleted his
creation parent to see how a teen would manage alone.
It sort of sounds a little nicer to think he’s a tragic,
romantically orphan and not a science experiment.
Every last being in your world is no more than a science
experiment. Get used to it.
Even my family?
Especially your family.
Wes was managing well enough with his girlfriend
Emma, but couldn’t quite bring himself to commit
to proposing. There was never any kind of nasty
break-up; they just sort of drifted apart.
The irony here will become very apparent in a number of
slides. Let’s just say that poor Emma couldn’t escape
the house of Phantasma so easily; not genetically
matched to marry a Hatfield as she is.
Poor dear. I might have left and found someone
else.
You realize leaving generally leads to inactivity and
eventually deletion, right?
Wes spends more time with his music that his
girlfriend, really. Music and art; he graduated with
an art degree.
I love Wes. Really do. He doesn’t get nearly enough
face time for me liking him so much.
Maybe you could give him some more; enough to
write a chapter and hire HIM. Bothersome
brothers and irritating co-narrators deserve each
other.
Maybe I will. Right after I finish tormenting you and
your descendants.
Back at home, Toby and Christopher were growing up well,
doing the things that boys do. Art lessons, horseplay, and video
games, outside of school.
Can you even tell them apart? Besides the outfits, I mean; I’ve lost
track of those.
Sure…Toby’s the one…nope. Does it actually matter?
Nope. Both Family, both married blondes, both have several small
children nowadays. No idea which is which, nor do I care.
Sometimes I feel sorry for them. They were born as part of the
Mystery Cheesecake Plague, and kind of wound up being the
same person.
Mother, being the intelligent and loving woman
that she is, decided to spawn again. Meet Anna,
the sixth of the Hatfield children.
I don’t know what I thought I was doing. I just knew
that the boys were stagnant and needed a push, as it
were. The whole family might have died out and gone
into retirement but for Anna.
Except for the popular lines. Like me! My direct
bloodline is the one that goes the absolute furthest.
Pure fluke, Miri. Absolutely everyone but you in that
line is an oldest child.
There was another minor move. No need to have that
gigantic gallery rattling about with only three children, two of
which really register as one. So, one child and a baby. Anna
was treated like an absolute little princess; Mother had missed
having girls in the house.
The boys disappeared soon after. They hit teen years, and
were nearly instantly deported to college. I had no use for
them, and wanted them out to play with my new pet baby.
Another child, one of six, with brown eyes and brown hair,
but precious just the same.
It’s interesting how all the girls look like that except…
Give it one more slide. Maybe two.
I wanted to try a final time. I really wanted just one child with
naturally black hair (and was willing to play by the old-
fashioned method of no-save-and-leave).
Anna grew up well enough. Father was quite happy to
keep treating her like a princess, although Mother was
rather fond of the unborn little one. This one, she swore,
would be the last.
I swore. I love Bindi and all, but I went through so much elixir
on her it’s not even funny. The boys have abnormally large age
gaps on both sides of them; I thought Bindi would be getting an
early retirement with her useless sons.
Well, everyone loves Anna. No matter how crazy she
ended up.
Please note, ladies and gentlemen, to your left…my
first decent toddler portrait. Anna actually has blue
eyes. I thought the heap had brown…turns out that
only Dena, Miri, and one of the twins do.
Either way, the family decided to move into the
old gallery with the last two girls. They could
share the old bedroom, and Mother could keep
her business running out of the front room.
The move was just in time for…drumroll,
please…baby Elizabeth to be born. New favorite,
everybody! I finally got my black-haired Mini-
Bindi.
The gallery roared back into success (it had
been slacking off a bit) and Anna grew into
a beautiful child. Not as beautiful as…
—Miri! Spoilers! We’re running a Where-
are-they-now at the end. You’re third. Until
then, there are only your sisters.
Fine. Suffice it to say that Anna was only
pretty compared to your average Sim child.
Wait until you see Elizabeth. She’s gorgeous.
Elizabeth was the most darling child I’d ever seen;
right up in there with the ones I knew as my “top
three”; Miri’s daughter, and two of Lexi’s
(remember Lexi?) younger siblings.
Can you even really see her face?
I finally worked out doing portraits. Give it a
minute.
Bearded fellow in black in the back of the bottom
picture is Wesley, all grown up. Just FYI. Handsome
enough, but kind of has a Benjamin Long Nose.
She is very good-looking.
This is almost exactly what Bindi looked like at the same
age, except Bindi has brown eyes. This bloodline of look-
alikes continues to the present day, so far with a theme of
almost no change besides a new eye color every generation.
One more and you’ll be out. What happens then?
Homemade custom eyes. Maxis-style in gold and
black and violet.
Creepy. Customary hug picture, everyone!
Elizabeth spent a happy early childhood with her mother, father, and closest sister, learning to paint
and giving hugs.
She’s a little ditzy even then, but it could be worse.
What do you mean by ditzy?
Irresponsible, forgetful, and otherwise not a great parent or caregiver.
Anna’s birthday came up soon after the
return home from vacation.
I fear I shall have to stop you on the main
storyline after the birthday, Miri. Plot devices
being what they are, we wouldn’t want to confuse
these good people when I’m just getting them
interested.
Then run the current update?
Sure thing. Leave out the super-extraneous
stuff—just the kids, not how old they are.
Maybe just a few teenage years, then. Until Elizabeth’s
birthday, and stop right before it.
All right. Anna decided, on the eve of Night Life, to
become the neighborhood’s first Pleasure Sim. She
was also the first teenager to get her own car.
Spiffy, yes? I wish there was a VW Beetle for this game.
No, I will not download one. I wish it came with one.
Whatever. Custom content would just screw with us
even more than you already have. Go torment
someone else’s grandchildren for a change.
Anna took mostly to clubbing. Then she found a
boyfriend, and started clubbing with him. Check out
that super-modern club in the top picture.
I love how they think fifties is state-of-the-art. Real-life
modern is old-fashioned, old-fashioned is standard, and
fifties is modern. Funny stuff.
Your time-scale is messed up. Seriously messed up.
You live across the street from your own great-
granddaughter, who is the same age as you. My time-scale
is fine.
Last main plot slide! Elizabeth’s
birthday.
Little beauty looks just like her mother did at
that age. Right down to the outfit.
Has anyone else matched an outfit?
Teen years, I think some of Generation Four
and Five had similar outfits, if nothing else.
No, not really.
So…where did
they all wind up?
Elizabeth, to you lot, is no more
than a teen. Her story comes
later, but is written and decided.
Anna went to college with her
beau (both of them grew their
hair out a bit). She’s now
raising twins…hubby wanted
one, I got two by mistake.
They may also get a chapter.
I married my ginger
prince, and we have
four children. We
definitely get our
own chapter very
soon, so don’t worry
your pretty little
head over the kids.
Dena married her orphaned entrepreneur. They have three
kids together, and Dena has a spare that’s another story
entirely. The oldest twins (top right) I am quite certain
are out to get me. That could be a plot twist at some
point. Also, check out the kid bottom right…does he look
like David Tennant to anyone else? (He was named
David at random, and is growing up into a rather creepy
coincidence).
Wesley married a CAS brunette; they
have three kids so far. He and the
twin with one child are the two of the
seven I’m not officially finished
breeding. They will be getting a
chapter at some point when I get
romantic matches bred for the spawn
and have a reason to play them—as
much as I love Wes, he’s a bit boring.
…Bindi and Zane, our beloved second-
generation couple, are now officially retired
from the plot base. They still turn up pretty
regularly, being immortal, but there’s not much
left to do at home besides run a level 10 gallery
and play with the dog, and I refuse to breed
them again.
Join the Phantasmas again…soon…in Miri’s
official chapter. Her “ginger prince” will be
narrating, provided I can catch him. Happy
Simming!