First up, I apologise for being away for so long. Uni life isn’t fun in third year.
Me too, Ellery. Me too.
You can always look after your sister, Florence.
Florence: ‘I should be out spraying graffiti on buildings, not doing laundry.’
Welcome to the life of a legacy Sim. Enjoy.
Florence: ‘The joke’s on you. I’m setting the washing machine to a short spin instead of a long one.’
Ramona’s Advanced tech skill is honestly pathetic right now. It’s about level 2.
Ramona: ‘Yeah, but now I can tell it to make pizza. That’s better than nothing.’
Florence: ‘Oh God, are you another one of Mother’s ‘subjects?’ Number 11?’
Green Shirt Man: ‘I might be. I can’t even remember why I’m here…’
That’s what happens when you leave screenshots in the folder for a month between chapters.
Florence: ‘I’m doomed just to become another trophy, aren’t I?!’
Sadly, yes. That’s sort of the point of this challenge.
She doesn’t seem too disappointed by it all, though.
Florence: ‘Well, yeah- I’d be far too lazy to redecorate this place if I ever got voted heir.’
Ramona: ‘Nope. Not buying anything in here, just walking away before I can be tempted…’
Those chairs would look hideously out of place, or get wrecked by toddlers. It’s probably for the best.
Spouse hunting begins again, and first up is Gym Failure guy. Or should that be ‘Jim Failure?’ Haha.
Ramona: ‘So maybe we could go out sometime- wait a minute. You’re shorter than me…Does that mean?’
Jim: ‘Yep. Year 11. Sorry.’
And your hair looked so interesting, too. ):
So now she’s resorted to trawling dating websites. Please don’t get murdered.
Well, this guy looks interesting…
Dreadlocks Guy: ‘Yeah, but she can’t even afford a car. No way am I dating her.’
She’s not quite dead yet, Guy Whose Name I Forgot.
Ramona: ‘But you’re perfect challenge fodder…’
Grey Skinned Guy: ‘Thanks! That’s a lovely thing to say!’
Ramona: ‘So you know how this works, right?’
Bailey: ‘I’ll just ignore this and try to get over the mental scarring later.’
All praise the lighting mod.
Wow, Ramona. Subtle.
Also, this pose is weird, has anyone else seen it before?
Ramona: ‘You’re looking for who? Sorry, she’s not home. She’s moved. Far away.’
Last time you ever use a dating site?
Ramona: ‘Most definitely.’
Florence: ‘You know, when I was going through that rebellious phase three seconds ago, I was planning on hiding a spaniel, not a husky.’
Yeah, we now have a dog. It’s all Florence’s fault.
GSG: ‘You know, you could just move into my place. Peace, quiet, no screaming children…’
Ramona: ‘Don’t tempt me.’
I bet the council loves you.
But at least the snowmen approve.
Ramona: ‘So, do you think you could hook me up with Grim? I mean, he must hang around you all the time, right?’
Don’t be cruel.
Cody is still the babysitter because I don’t like him, but that’s slowly changing. At least he’s being useful.
Everything matches. It’s beautiful.
What are you-
Ramona: ‘You were the one making a big deal out of everything matching.’
Ramona: ‘…Wasn’t there something I was supposed to be doing?’
Mikey: ‘Find a job! Earn some money! Hire a babysitter!’
Stop encouraging her to cheat.
Looks like we won’t be needing that cot any more.
She’s got really interesting colouring and features, so it’ll be interesting how she looks as a teen. Her third trait is Virtuoso.
In other words, the lighting mod.
Just in time for baby number 11!
Cody: ‘It’s all I want for Christmas…’
We aren’t that poor. I think that’s doable.
Ellery: ‘For God’s sake, do you have to be so loud?!’
Ramona: ‘Especially so late!’
Cody: ‘B-but I was just cutting these so we can pay the bills-‘
Ramona: ‘No excuses, go to bed!’
Even I feel bad for him now.
I’m not sure if he’s blaming Gail or trying to be cute, because I’m shooting for triplets again and it doesn’t appear to be working: is this a glitch? I’ve tried a better quality TV, so maybe that’ll work.
Florence: ‘I think he’s stuck like that.’
Gail: ‘Yeah, are you okay?’
Mikey: ‘Should I lick him? Or give him a toy?’
I think his brain just gave out from all the toddler skilling, relax.
This was Cody’s friends’ idea of a sleepover. Bless them.
Cody: ‘But aren’t we supposed to get drunk and go party?’
Jacket Guy: ‘Not when there’s algebra homework to finish.’
I’m pretty sure that’s not your boyfriend, Florence.
Cody: ‘Oh for God’s sake, FINE, I’LL DO THE MATHS HOMEWORK!’
Zombie: ‘Too late, bro, you missed the uprising.’
Then they all passed out in Ramona’s room, because they definitely don’t have masses of empty hallways to sleep in.
Ramona: ‘Can’t I sleep now?’
Not until MasterController says you’re having triplets.
And all of a sudden, it’s Christmas: Cody complaining how poor they are, and Bailey trying to get the ghost to write angsty poetry.
Ponytail Guy: ‘Okay, this isn’t what I signed up for- how humiliating!’
Ghost: ‘Yeah, where are the presents?’
Red Dress: ‘Oh get over yourselves- this is the best party I’ve been to in years!’
Priorities, guy, priorities.
PG: ‘I’m going to sue you for the worst party ever!’
Good luck. You’ll get about 10 simoleans and an old newspaper.
PG: ‘I’ll accept the house instead. The colour scheme isn’t that bad when you get used to it.’
Ellery: ‘Hey, free food!’
Ramona: ‘What on earth was her problem? I put the music on and cleaned the house…’
Ramona: ‘Oh, that must have been it! She was offended by the broken washing machine. God, I’m so embarrassed.’
Ramona: ‘See, dying of embarrassment, right here.’
Best get to the hospital then, huh?
Wow, it’s like a party out here.
Ramona: ‘On second thoughts, it’s cold out there. No hospital for me.’
Ramona: ‘You just…go play outside, sweetie…I’ll- I’ll be fine!’
Of course. You’ve done this ten times over already.
Ramona: ‘Okay, so how many more of these have I got coming?’
Just the one. ): Still no triplets. But, this is Harper, who’s Artistic, Friendly and likes Digitunes, fruit parfait and brown.
Her twin, Ilse, is a Brave Heavy Sleeper who is a fan of Digitunes, Tri Tip Tofu Steak, and white. But they aren’t triplets, so they aren’t much good. T_T
Brown Dress: ‘I disapprove. Of everything.’
You and me both. Drop in a comment on the way out?