AM I REALLY BACK!?
It’s a lot sooner than I thought, but it’s just so nice atm! Sims is still a little effort, but more of the usual ‘I can’t be bothered with Sims today’ that we all get sometimes.
Aaaaaah, I feel so much better lately! I’ve taken some time for myself; I’ve started riding lessons again, my mum and I are cleaning out all the crappy junk in my bedroom, college is doing a nice little thing to get me and some others caught up, I’ve actually made some new friends, I’ve rediscovered some music that I stopped listening to for whatever reason, work is fun again, my neighbour brought over some Forever Aloe moisturisers and face scrubs that I’ve been using so my skin feels better which makes a surprising difference, I bought some new make-up that I’m determined to actually wear this time, I finally got my hair cut, I’m going to see Busted live in two weeks with two of my best friends, I’ve been playing my new cute game, I’m starting on making my own pattern for a dress I’m going to make, and I’ve been watching Charmed and not giving a shit about anything stressful.
It. Is. Glorious.
Of course I still have the occasional shitty time (just the weekend really) and still miss him a little, but that’s how this works. I need to work on me, and I’m actually having fun doing it this time!
ANYWAY, let’s have a recap!
RECAP; Dawn and May died, Bubbles discovered where Obi-Wan was living, Brick was useless with ladies, Bubbles still couldn’t meet her descendants and so everybody came back to present time, I set Martin to repairing all the broken things in the house until Boomer sidetracked him with guitars and bass and BTTF references, the elevated kitchen I made turned into a clusterfuck, Brick started rolling wishes for Galadriel which I decided to fulfil because I hate myself, and then they got ENGAGED, Martin and Bubbles also got engaged, Mia retrieved Dawn and May’s graves from the mausoleum, Blossom went to sleep in the snow, Mia and Amy got old, Martin tried and failed to burn the house down, and then Blossom and Boomer aged up and moved out with their partners!
Bubbles: Ah, this is the life! No siblings, complete control, and no stressful job except writing and painting.
Well it’s alright for some!
Bubbles: So, wanna try out that thing I read about?
So um, tab camera decided to treat me to this shit show.
Bubbles is sticking her hand out of the water like in the screenshot above.
This is all that happens.
I don’t think bodies are supposed to merge with your seats like that, guys.
Pap: Oh my gosh, Amy Gordon is old now!?
Amy: Isn’t there something more interesting you could be – actually no, never mind. The fact that I’m old is a much better headline than my daughter woohooing in the hot tub.
Lyra: Nobody can see me…
Amy: Hey Lyra, where you going?
Lyra: NOBODY CAN SEE ME.
Even old, Lyra’s facial expressions are iconic.
I’m going to miss her so much.
Oi, get out of the hot tub! You’re needed in the house.
Martin: *still dreaming about Bubbles*
Amy: MARTIN FIX THE SHOWER!!!
Lyra: TVs are bad! Down with TVs!
Mia: Why am I cursed with this insane family?
I often ask myself that question.
Bubbles: HE HAD IT COMIN’!
So which one are you…?
WAIT NO LYRA WHAT ARE YOU DOING.
Lyra: I woke up for this shit..
Mia: Mother no!
I stole Lyra’s bed because it literally took up every space in the room.
Grim: Come… Old Lady it is your time…
Mia: NO IT’S FUCKING NOT!
Bubbles: Is something happening, I can’t get in the door!
Bubbles: THIS IS THE WORST THING TO HAPPEN TO ME.
Mia: Can you believe she’s making it all about her!?
Grim: Come… We go to the land of the dead… Come, we will travel across the River Styx on my boat.
Lyra: No, I’m not coming! I’ve got stuff to do!
I don’t know where she got this from. I checked her inventory multiple times after the Pippin/Galadriel incidents, so I think she just conjured this out of nowhere.
And then Martin impaled himself on the door.
Grim: You want to come too?
Martin: Yes thanks, I’m ready for bed!
Please don’t hate me, but I force killed Lyra with MC. As much as I’d love to keep her around, she was determined to live forever so she’d probably have done that again, and at this point because her age bar had reset she was now younger than her youngest child. That is not how this works, and I kind of need the house space.
So that was traumatic for everybody.
She lived to about 105, which was 15 days over the age span of 80…
She was the greatest Gordon, and the first to score that beautiful shiny urn. She had the Langurd jaw and Arabella Langurd hair (WAIT JUST A SECOND – ARABELLA AND TUESDAY WERE THE ORIGINS OF THE LANGURD JAW) She will be sorely missed!
After his encounter with Death, Martin was kind enough to walk downstairs before passing out in fright.
Lyra did so well for herself :’)
Everyone else go home, you sucked.
And now these two are finally reunited! ❤
I almost forgot he had even existed because he didn’t even make it to 80 days before he died. Loser.
Meanwhile, Martin is still out cold in front of the front door, Bubbles is bawling her eyes out in Lyra’s room, Mia seemed to accepted the ‘grim’ fate of reality and has gone numb… And Brick..
Well, he’s dealing with it in a way that only Brick can.
Brick: HOW DARE HE TAKE MY GRANMA LYRA! HOW DARE HE!
Brick: I’LL GET YOU FOR THIS YET, GRIM, YOU WATCH YOUR BACK!
And then he took out his frustrations on some of the pumpkins that have been mysteriously popping up around the house.
I finally remembered I want portraits for the family mausoleum! I didn’t get Boomer or Blossom, but I’ll invite them over and do theirs another time. I won’t count those as points though, obviously.
WHAT IS THIS I SEE? Simselves and spares on a beach with a buffet and bar!?
It can only be another party!
That’s Holly on the left, Boomer in the blue, Michael is the long haired fairy, and of course my Simself goes straight to the bar. We don’t even drink!
Michael brought his wife Sam ( I’m still not over that XD ), Blossom brought her socks, and Anne showed up uninvited.
Blossom, clearly still bitter over losing the heir poll, beelines straight of the booze.
Blossom: I drink away my problems now. Deal with it.
Amy finally shows her face (far far left, in her work outfit for some bizarre reason), and Emily and AngelSam have shown up to get to the food, only to be blocked by some old guy crying over a dead guy.
Bubbles and the Mystery Lady are busting some moves on the dancefloor, while the alcoholic Blossom still hangs around the bar and Kenny’s wings mark his arrival.
SAM, EMILY, IT’S NIGHT TIME.
I really don’t think you’re going to be getting a tan at this time.
So, I didn’t just organise a random party for the hell of it; it’s Galadriel and Brick’s wedding!
Or it would be, if Sam and Boomer would get out of the ocean.
Bebe: You two are in my way…
Brick: Are you ready to become a Gordon!?
Galadriel: As long as I’m with you.
Blossom: As long as I’m with my booze!
In true Sims style, nobody can find their way to a chair and Kenny instead decides to stand behind the wedding arch while thinking about his niece’s wife.
Everyone else seems to have been in the ocean at some point, because they’re all wandering around in their swimwear.
Why can’t my game just produce one sane wedding!?
Finally things settle down – or maybe not, but the only thing these two can think about now is each other..
Somehow, Anne has the adequate emotions to cry at a wedding! I was starting to wonder whether she was a cyborg.
Blossom: I’m too drunk to know what’s really happening, but everyone’s clapping so I’ll join in.
Amy: What’s going on!? I can’t see!
Try turning around.
Bebe: Boomer, take notes.
Kenny: You mean you guys still aren’t engaged? Haha, by the time I moved out I already had one kid!
Everyone is here!
Mia, Amy, Kenny, Michael, Blossom, Bubbles, Boomer, GryffinSam, AngelSam, Livy, Emily, and the obligatory party crashers!
Notice how Anne isn’t in this photograph? THAT’S BECAUSE NOBODY WANTS HER HERE.
So these two have now been moved out and are apparently destined to be together, if the SP popups are anything to go by.
Well, I’m glad they’re happy – even if it is together.
And now that the wedding is over, everybody is free to go and play in the ocean.
Mia: MWAHAHAHA I AM THE RULER OF THE SEA!
I didn’t know you were secretly Poseidon?
Apparently Boomer is secretly Jesus, because he is able to walk on water.
Boomer: Does that make my mother a God then?
Mia: Yes! It makes me Poseidon!
That’s really not how it works… Poseidon is greek, for starters.
Poor Michael got stuck clapping and had to be reset shortly after everyone else had left.
So you guys notice that I threw down a bunch of party shit on a random beach lot in order to have a beach wedding, yeah!? I hate this lot with a passion, but I wanted a damn beach wedding!
HEY IT’S ACTUALLY GENERATION SIX THIS TIME.
I still don’t understand this rhythm-a-con thing, but I will always be greatful for the faces Martin makes while using it.
Martin: Blossom and I played a great game at the bar last night!
Well, if you’re drunk that would explain a lot.
Remember I mentioned that there were a ton of pumpkins everywhere?
I wasn’t kidding. And it’s Spring!
Bubbles: Ooh, those pumpkins have really made me feel ill…
I don’t think that had anything to do with the pumpkins 😀
Lyra’s first ghostly visit involves skinny dipping in the pool.
Oh Lyra, never change. ❤
SPEAKING OF CHANGING…
Bubbles: Oh, maybe it was a different kind of pumpkin…
If you call your baby that I will kill you.
Bubbles: I’m pregnant and think we should get married, how great is that!
Martin is now a Gordon, and no longer Mr McFleet.
He also now has a super cute painting of himself to go in the mausoleum.
If that doesn’t scare him away, nothing will!
Amy: So you like music? I’m so close to my next charisma skill point, please talk to me about music.
Martin: You’re insane.
And Bubbles painted her own portrait!
She’s so good at this painting thing.
Bubbles: Oh my god, the dishwasher is so broken it’s giving me stomach cramps!
Bubbles: Wait… that’s not the dishwasher.. BABY!!
Mia: I’m too young to be a grandmother!
Bubbles: Look at this thing that I made! I made this thing!
Well done, he is very cute.
Bubbles: And now he is on the floor. I’m going to read!
Wait no –
Luckily Grandma Mia was around to rescue the poor newborn baby…
Rescue may be a poor word choice, given that he was then strapped into the magic baby jail, and will presumably be left there until his toddler birthday.
Mia: You’re such a good baby…
Yes, it’s baby Harry! Can you guess what their theme is yet? 😛
His favourite colour is pink, and I forgot everything else.
And some Townie updates! I’m far too tired to caption these, so I hope they all load for you.
Who the hell thought it would be a good idea to let Brick supervise children!?
Sorry Sam, your husband just died 😦
And here’s a picture of Adult Jon! In case any of you wondered what his traits are…