It's that time again! We left off last
update with Cassi's childhood birthday fast approaching. But before we
get to that! . . . . *throws on a baret, stripey shirt and neck-kerchief
and starts playing cheesy accordion music* A mini-trip to FRANCE!
At this point Orion had an opportunity to interview a French native for school, Bart needed to learn the crepes recipe for work and Seven had an opportunity to turn in 7 relics from any location. So I decided to send Bart and Orion on a father-son bonding experience to the rolling hills of Champs le Sims.
ORION - Mopeds are AWESOME!
A typical teenager response . . . .
BART - Mopeds are AWESOME!
Or if you're a grown man in the middle of a Mid-Life crisis . . . yah, he rolled that on his birthday. Joy. Also, please excuse the crappy background graphics. My computer hates me. :(
The boys were sent to the 'market' area, and Orion was quick to corner the first native he could find.
ORION - So, is it true that you use pounds of butter in all of your cooking?
FRENCH GUY - Oui! Buttar iz ze secret of life!
Meanwhile Bart got sent to the bookstore to pick up all the recipes they had available.
BOOK CLERK - I hate that bookshelf. I hate it so much. *staaaaaaaare*
BART - Uh . . . excuse me?
Then he moved on to the General Store to pick up some tomb-raiding necessities. And lo and behold, the proprietor was actually the contact he needed for his first mission.
BART - My highly-developed mind powers are telling me that you need assistance, hapless local . . . .
With his only reason for coming along now complete, Orion spent the rest of the trip calling Angelina long-distance.
ORION - Yah, I'm actually in France right now. Meh, it's alright I guess. They have a pretty cool statue or whatever.
While his son works on his relationship points, Bart heads off to explore . . . and I thought Stonehenge was in England? O_o
I'll try not to bore you with a ton of tomb-raiding shots, as they can get pretty repetitive and boring pretty quick.
BART - Oh look, a pile of rubble.
BART - Pick-ax of POWEEEEEEEER! >:D
BART - Something highly suspicious and weird about this wall . . . aaaa-AAAH! *falls through*
BART - It was a secret door!
Yah, no duh Captain Obvious . . . You better be glad this is a low-level dungeon with no traps.
Aww, look! Even thousands of miles away, he's thinking about his daughter!
BART - I really, really, really wish I was back where Cassiopeia is right now . . . O_o
Uh . . . wow.
Bart eventually made his way to the final chamber, and claimed the 'treasure.'
BART - A baseball?! Really?! >:C
More importantly the last room gave us our seventh relic, so after turning in the adventure we were able to blow this french popsicle stand.
Back home again just in time for Cassi's birthday! Woooooo!
With her whole family cheering her on, Cassi did her sparkle dance and became a beautiful child, rolling the Animal Lover trait.
CASSI - . . . Daddy Seven? . . . I don't want live in an underground bunker. Can we have a real house outside?
SEVEN - Anything for you, princess!
BAM! Insta-house!
Several factors were involved with the Pollinations finally getting a real, above-ground house. One, they had around 35,000 in family funds thanks to promotions and Bart's inheritance from his grandparents and father. Two, living entirely in a basement was causing all sorts of annoying pathing glitches and I'd finally had enough of it. I will warn you all right now that my building/decorating skills are crap. I want to try and build the houses for this legacy myself, just don't expect too much out of me, lol.
I won't bore you with a room-by-room tour. Here's an overall 3/4 wall shot. I went with the techno-furniture even though they were probably way too expensive for the funds I had available. Indeed, I wasn't able to afford the right chairs for the dining-room at this point. They'll pop up later with little fanfare. I also took pity on you (and my eyeballs) and did away with the lime-green color scheme.
And an overhead shot. One large central room that serves as the kitchen, dining and living room. Two bathrooms on either side. Cassi's room to the left (with the only computer), and the boys' room to the right (with Orion's slave-easel). The master bedroom and bath are up top. As the family grows and evolves it'll be added on to and expanded. But for now, there you have it. The new Pollination residence.
That evening Orion wasted no time, calling Angelina over to see the new house--and hopefully manage to secure her as a girlfriend this time.
ORION - What do you think of the house? Neat, huh? A-anyway, you want to sit down and watch the stars with me? We can try and spot my dad's home-planet.
ANGELINA - Sure.
He makes his move . . . Easy does it, Orion, you don't wanna scare her off like last time . . . .
Aww. By George, I think she likes it!
Some adorable whispering and giggling ensue . . . .
Then Orion takes a page out of his dad's flirtation book and pulls out the big guns (flowers). I think that face says appreciation, what about you guys?
Success!
They were both about to fall over from exhaustion, so unfortunately their 'tired' thought-bubbles cancelled out the 'will you go out wif meeeee?' talk bubble. But we still get the cute hand-hold kiss confirmation.
Orion's next painting seems to reflect his successful night of stargazing. D'awwwww
ORION - Shaddup . . . -_-
This is what Cassiopeia does with the majority of her time, now. Little genius sim hard at work improving her logic skill by playing some computer-chess.
CASSI - Hmm . . . a masterful move, computer AI. But you will not prevail against my superior intellect . . . .
As for Antares . . . .
ANTARES - *high-pitched dinosaur screech*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAASKGHTWEGJWEGHJWEGH!!!
SEVEN - *obliviously gets a cookie out of the fridge*
Would you STOP that!!!!
ANTARES - Just making sure you're paying attention. >:)
Tomorrow would be yet another birthday, time for Antares to become a teen. Seven did some quiet reflection that night in his brand-new spiffy tub. It seemed time was passing him by so quickly now. It seemed like just yesterday his offspring were helpless little larvae cocoons, now they were nearly grown. Time passed so differently on his own homeworld.
Somewhat morose from his bathtub musings, Seven sought out his mate to cheer him back up again.
Luckily making Seven happy just happens to be one of Bart's specialties.
The next day, it was Antares' birthday. They only invited over one guest, Starla Pulliam, who had become a teenager the night before. And who had also suddenly started dating someone else overnight. Bah! That's okay though, Antares is not one to be so easily disuaded . . . .
ANTARES - Hello, fair Starla. Welcome to my sparkle ceremony. I promise by the time you leave you will never . . . EVER . . . be the same.
STARLA - Uh . . . okay. Anyway, thanks for inviting me, Tary.
ANTARES - EVER!
Antares took his place in front of the cake.
The dads cheer him on . . .
SEVEN - *toooooooooooooooooooot!*
BART - I really . . . really . . . REALLY hate those things.
STARLA - Woooooo! GO TARY!
Yah . . . she belongs in this family. Lol
ANTARES - Get ready, family! This transformation is about to blow your minds!
ANTARES - I am . . . perfection.
Smug little bugger, eh? He successfully transitioned into a teen, rolling the Perfectionist trait.
ANTARES - Now. Observe as I sweep my fair Starla off her feet and show her the error of her ways by agreeing to date that buffoon Gordon Rao.
Ok, I'm watching, cassanova. *pulls out the popcorn*
ANTARES - Fair Starla, now that I have joined you in teenhood, I promise to give you lots of pretty plants if you agree to leave that dog-face Gordon.
Huh.
STARLA - Yah, sure. That sounds like a deal.
Wat.
ANTARES - Perfect! As promised, here's your first batch of pretty plants! Bargle free, I promise. I checked them myself.
STARLA - Aww, they're beautiful! Thank you Tary!
ANTARES - And I think this is what comes next. *smooooooch*
I . . . I don't even . . . O_o
ANTARES - So, we can become one unit of taffy now, right?
STARLA - Yeah, Tary. I'll be your girlfriend.
Well at least she understands his particular brand of crazy.
ANTARES and STARLA - *snogsnogsnogsnog*
Whoa, whoa! Down, hormonal teenagers! DOWN! *breaks out the squirt bottle*
And then, it was Orion to the rescue. Breaking up their romantic interraction spam to offer to tell Starla a ghost story, of all things. I think he's just jealous that his little brother successfully (and against all odds) wooed his girl on the first try.
ANTARES - . . . . this weenie-block is not cool, brother. NOT. COOL.
So that's all for this installment! Join me next time to see how the boys' Prom turns out, and see if Cassi continues to be ridiculously adorable. *Spoiler : She totally does. ^_^
STATS!
Generations - 2
LTWs Complete - 0
Portraits - 0
100,000 Simoleons Earned - 0
100,000 Aspiration Points Earned - 0
Skill Challenges Complete - 0
Total = 2 Points
At this point Orion had an opportunity to interview a French native for school, Bart needed to learn the crepes recipe for work and Seven had an opportunity to turn in 7 relics from any location. So I decided to send Bart and Orion on a father-son bonding experience to the rolling hills of Champs le Sims.
ORION - Mopeds are AWESOME!
A typical teenager response . . . .
BART - Mopeds are AWESOME!
Or if you're a grown man in the middle of a Mid-Life crisis . . . yah, he rolled that on his birthday. Joy. Also, please excuse the crappy background graphics. My computer hates me. :(
The boys were sent to the 'market' area, and Orion was quick to corner the first native he could find.
ORION - So, is it true that you use pounds of butter in all of your cooking?
FRENCH GUY - Oui! Buttar iz ze secret of life!
Meanwhile Bart got sent to the bookstore to pick up all the recipes they had available.
BOOK CLERK - I hate that bookshelf. I hate it so much. *staaaaaaaare*
BART - Uh . . . excuse me?
Then he moved on to the General Store to pick up some tomb-raiding necessities. And lo and behold, the proprietor was actually the contact he needed for his first mission.
BART - My highly-developed mind powers are telling me that you need assistance, hapless local . . . .
With his only reason for coming along now complete, Orion spent the rest of the trip calling Angelina long-distance.
ORION - Yah, I'm actually in France right now. Meh, it's alright I guess. They have a pretty cool statue or whatever.
While his son works on his relationship points, Bart heads off to explore . . . and I thought Stonehenge was in England? O_o
I'll try not to bore you with a ton of tomb-raiding shots, as they can get pretty repetitive and boring pretty quick.
BART - Oh look, a pile of rubble.
BART - Pick-ax of POWEEEEEEEER! >:D
BART - Something highly suspicious and weird about this wall . . . aaaa-AAAH! *falls through*
BART - It was a secret door!
Yah, no duh Captain Obvious . . . You better be glad this is a low-level dungeon with no traps.
Aww, look! Even thousands of miles away, he's thinking about his daughter!
BART - I really, really, really wish I was back where Cassiopeia is right now . . . O_o
Uh . . . wow.
Bart eventually made his way to the final chamber, and claimed the 'treasure.'
BART - A baseball?! Really?! >:C
More importantly the last room gave us our seventh relic, so after turning in the adventure we were able to blow this french popsicle stand.
Back home again just in time for Cassi's birthday! Woooooo!
With her whole family cheering her on, Cassi did her sparkle dance and became a beautiful child, rolling the Animal Lover trait.
CASSI - . . . Daddy Seven? . . . I don't want live in an underground bunker. Can we have a real house outside?
SEVEN - Anything for you, princess!
BAM! Insta-house!
Several factors were involved with the Pollinations finally getting a real, above-ground house. One, they had around 35,000 in family funds thanks to promotions and Bart's inheritance from his grandparents and father. Two, living entirely in a basement was causing all sorts of annoying pathing glitches and I'd finally had enough of it. I will warn you all right now that my building/decorating skills are crap. I want to try and build the houses for this legacy myself, just don't expect too much out of me, lol.
I won't bore you with a room-by-room tour. Here's an overall 3/4 wall shot. I went with the techno-furniture even though they were probably way too expensive for the funds I had available. Indeed, I wasn't able to afford the right chairs for the dining-room at this point. They'll pop up later with little fanfare. I also took pity on you (and my eyeballs) and did away with the lime-green color scheme.
And an overhead shot. One large central room that serves as the kitchen, dining and living room. Two bathrooms on either side. Cassi's room to the left (with the only computer), and the boys' room to the right (with Orion's slave-easel). The master bedroom and bath are up top. As the family grows and evolves it'll be added on to and expanded. But for now, there you have it. The new Pollination residence.
That evening Orion wasted no time, calling Angelina over to see the new house--and hopefully manage to secure her as a girlfriend this time.
ORION - What do you think of the house? Neat, huh? A-anyway, you want to sit down and watch the stars with me? We can try and spot my dad's home-planet.
ANGELINA - Sure.
He makes his move . . . Easy does it, Orion, you don't wanna scare her off like last time . . . .
Aww. By George, I think she likes it!
Some adorable whispering and giggling ensue . . . .
Then Orion takes a page out of his dad's flirtation book and pulls out the big guns (flowers). I think that face says appreciation, what about you guys?
Success!
They were both about to fall over from exhaustion, so unfortunately their 'tired' thought-bubbles cancelled out the 'will you go out wif meeeee?' talk bubble. But we still get the cute hand-hold kiss confirmation.
Orion's next painting seems to reflect his successful night of stargazing. D'awwwww
ORION - Shaddup . . . -_-
This is what Cassiopeia does with the majority of her time, now. Little genius sim hard at work improving her logic skill by playing some computer-chess.
CASSI - Hmm . . . a masterful move, computer AI. But you will not prevail against my superior intellect . . . .
As for Antares . . . .
ANTARES - *high-pitched dinosaur screech*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAASKGHTWEGJWEGHJWEGH!!!
SEVEN - *obliviously gets a cookie out of the fridge*
Would you STOP that!!!!
ANTARES - Just making sure you're paying attention. >:)
Tomorrow would be yet another birthday, time for Antares to become a teen. Seven did some quiet reflection that night in his brand-new spiffy tub. It seemed time was passing him by so quickly now. It seemed like just yesterday his offspring were helpless little larvae cocoons, now they were nearly grown. Time passed so differently on his own homeworld.
Somewhat morose from his bathtub musings, Seven sought out his mate to cheer him back up again.
Luckily making Seven happy just happens to be one of Bart's specialties.
The next day, it was Antares' birthday. They only invited over one guest, Starla Pulliam, who had become a teenager the night before. And who had also suddenly started dating someone else overnight. Bah! That's okay though, Antares is not one to be so easily disuaded . . . .
ANTARES - Hello, fair Starla. Welcome to my sparkle ceremony. I promise by the time you leave you will never . . . EVER . . . be the same.
STARLA - Uh . . . okay. Anyway, thanks for inviting me, Tary.
ANTARES - EVER!
Antares took his place in front of the cake.
The dads cheer him on . . .
SEVEN - *toooooooooooooooooooot!*
BART - I really . . . really . . . REALLY hate those things.
STARLA - Woooooo! GO TARY!
Yah . . . she belongs in this family. Lol
ANTARES - Get ready, family! This transformation is about to blow your minds!
ANTARES - I am . . . perfection.
Smug little bugger, eh? He successfully transitioned into a teen, rolling the Perfectionist trait.
ANTARES - Now. Observe as I sweep my fair Starla off her feet and show her the error of her ways by agreeing to date that buffoon Gordon Rao.
Ok, I'm watching, cassanova. *pulls out the popcorn*
ANTARES - Fair Starla, now that I have joined you in teenhood, I promise to give you lots of pretty plants if you agree to leave that dog-face Gordon.
Huh.
STARLA - Yah, sure. That sounds like a deal.
Wat.
ANTARES - Perfect! As promised, here's your first batch of pretty plants! Bargle free, I promise. I checked them myself.
STARLA - Aww, they're beautiful! Thank you Tary!
ANTARES - And I think this is what comes next. *smooooooch*
I . . . I don't even . . . O_o
ANTARES - So, we can become one unit of taffy now, right?
STARLA - Yeah, Tary. I'll be your girlfriend.
Well at least she understands his particular brand of crazy.
ANTARES and STARLA - *snogsnogsnogsnog*
Whoa, whoa! Down, hormonal teenagers! DOWN! *breaks out the squirt bottle*
And then, it was Orion to the rescue. Breaking up their romantic interraction spam to offer to tell Starla a ghost story, of all things. I think he's just jealous that his little brother successfully (and against all odds) wooed his girl on the first try.
ANTARES - . . . . this weenie-block is not cool, brother. NOT. COOL.
So that's all for this installment! Join me next time to see how the boys' Prom turns out, and see if Cassi continues to be ridiculously adorable. *Spoiler : She totally does. ^_^
STATS!
Generations - 2
LTWs Complete - 0
Portraits - 0
100,000 Simoleons Earned - 0
100,000 Aspiration Points Earned - 0
Skill Challenges Complete - 0
Total = 2 Points
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