Dastardly Deeds; 1.4

Small update!

Aurel's birthday is upon us and Rhys whipped him up a zombie cake! Cause, brains. You know?

In an explosion of confetti and sparkles, cute, innocent Aurel disappears and new, everyone's out to get me Aurel joins the throng of hormonal teens.

Aurel: AMG, it's in my eye!

He rolled Slob.

And Chief of Mischief *groan*. I guess that mean streak that I encountered in his childhood was a warning.

Aurel: I feel misunderstood and angry. And angsty. Mostly angsty. There's much angst. So much I need to change my whole identity in order to better represent myself.

*sigh*

So after dramatically sweeping his hair forward and squeezing into some studded leather, Aurel invited his prospective lady love over and attempted to seduce her.

It didn't work too well. Apparently she's not into bad boys that get their kicks farting in peoples faces.

Geoffrey isn't amused that Aurel's first set of mean interactions was used on himself.

Geoffrey: What happened to the little boy I cloud watched with?

Ariel: Yes, what happened to that little boy?

Aurel: Um, hormones?

Eventually though, Ariel relented to a few flirts and compliments after Geoffrey left and Aurel was able to focus on her and not spamming Geoffrey with insults.

And because he has seriously narrow shoulders (have no idea how that happened) and wide hips (thanks Elsa!) and I want him in either the spy/criminal career, he (and by he, I mean I) wanted him to work out.

Aurel: This isn't so bad.

Ten minutes later...

Aurel: OMP, I'm gonna die! My arms are noodles, I can't move them!

True story. He had to take a bubble bath to ease the soreness and his bad mood.

Aurel: Hey! Stop damaging my image!

Oh, sorry about that. *eye roll*

Geoffrey is apparently a glutton for punishment cause he came back and Aurel couldn't help himself.

Aurel: You're momma looks like the back end of a llama!

Geoffrey: My mom is dead. Like your soul.

Elsa looks ridiculously proud.

I think we know where Aurel got his mean streak from. She does like watching people die on the action channel.

Elsa: Oh, Aurel! I'm so proud! I have just the thing, here, I found it while digging. *hands over voodoo doll*

Geoffrey: Seriously.

Aurel: Sweet! Thanks mom!

While contemplating who he could bind the voodoo doll to, Aurel remembered that lady that yelled at him when he was attempting to make friends as a kid.

And called her up.

Because reasons.

He greeted her to make sure he really wanted to do this.

Blazer Lady: You're not going to spam social interactions with me are you!? Cause you better think twice!

Decided yes, yes he did.

Aurel: I'm going to bind your soul to this voodoo doll here and stab your eyes out with a rusty spoon!

Rhys: You alright there son?

Aurel: *pauses chanting in tongues* Fine dad. *continues chanting*

Aurel: *cackles manically* It's done!

Aurel: Well, its not a rusty spoon, but it'll do. *cackles*

Dear sim gods, what have I made?

Aurel: Let's see if I can perform an appendectomy. *stabs*

Like she knew Aurel was being evil, Ariel popped over and shot Aurel's concentration to wherever evil sims go. Because hormones.

Aurel: Wanna mess around?

Well, its not messing around, but its a base, right? Gotta start somewhere buddy.

I can't decide if Ariel looks horrified or not.

Or if its possible to bend her spin like that.

Anyway, boyfriend/girlfriend status achieved!

Aurel: A selfie to show my friends that I bagged a super hot girlfriend!

Some good old necking... that Ariel looks horrified at having done to her.

Ariel: Shhh... He's right at my jugular.

Side note, why can't adults do this?

Purple Blazer: I feel... stabby.

Or should you say, like you're being stabbed?

Purple Blazer: No. That's why I feel stabby.

Purple Blazer: That little plumhole. He punctured my appendix.

You look genuinely surprised. Did you think he wouldn't after all the yelling you did at him?

Purple Blazer: I didn't think he had the balls.

*hackingcough* PG!

Purple Blazer: Oh please. You really think kids don't know what balls are?

Point.

Purple Blazer: *stink eye* I know what you did kid and you're going to regret it.

Side note, she stomped by and I happened to look at Aurel and it was perfect...

Cause he was giving her this look.

Meanwhile, where there isn't evil, angsty teenage hormones, our resident couple is still being herkingly (a new word, yay me!) adorable.

Before Purple Blazer could leave, Aurel tried to poke her again. I guess you can't mess with the master cause after all the poking he did before, he hasn't been able to voodoo PB unless its to summon her.

Much sad.

PB: I told you you'd regret!

I guess so. Aurel spontaneously caught some stripy tiger disease that left him super giggly (aka, VERY PLAYFUL, aka OMG DEATH BY LAUGHING SO STHAP AND TALK YOURSELF DOWN IN THE MIRROR!)

So calm activities. Buying another voodoo doll counts as calm activities, right?

Aurel: Don't mind me, just binding the Landgraab kids soul to my new doll.

*stab*

*cackles*

Alrighty then. This is where I leave you, gentle, disturbed reader.

Will Aurel and Ariel last? Will Aurel's use of the voodoo doll backfire? Find out next time!

Meeting the Grandkiddies from Another World; 1.3

I can't help it. I think Aurel is stinking adorable and he's always smiling. Unless he's not.

Then he's a terrible little plumhole to everyone around him.

Don't mind Rhys, he's just pumping iron like a boss. Also, lets see how many home improvements you guys can spot during this update. I feel like I was changing something every five minutes.

So back to Aurel, after a bath, because yea. He still needs two child friends and since the only ones available in the neighborhood are lacking in the personality department, I just spammed cloud-gazing to cheat the friend making system.

Aurel: Watcher. I feel my brain-cells spontaneously committing mass suicide in the form of combustion.

Vest Kid: derp.

*eye twitch* You think I enjoy making you spam social interactions that inevitably make these kids and adults stalk our front door?

No. Now suck it up.

Annnnnd friend number three! Grin and bear it, Aurel.

Ouch.

Blue Pants: Ah haha haha!

Aurel: Mmpfff

Friend 3 acquired.

Now go away.

Elsa: So, we have ten our so neighbors window licking our front door every second of the day. What are we gonna do about it?

Rhys: Man this is some good toast.

Rhys: Could you somehow turn meat eating? I'd like to feed some townies to you.

Rhys, I'd let you have a cowplant if I knew you wouldn't eat the cake or it wouldn't starve. But seeing as I'm a terrible person and can't be bothered to take care of a plant that needs 24/7 attention, you'd probably die in its attempts to live. Because sometimes I forget to feed you too >_>

Oh! I plopped down some other spares in the neighborhood. This is Sif. She's a gen 1 spare. Her only issue was not being a great mix of genetics. Looked too much like her daddy. So if Aurel happens to get along with her, then she'll be gen 2's baby momma.

And then the ex decided to come by and be a plumhole while Sif enjoyed the show.

I did not start it. But I finished it ;)

Rhys: We are now enemies you evil woman!

Ex: Enemies?!

Meanwhile, after all the drama, it was time for Rhys to become an adult! With his spawn as his only cheerleader.

Then they sit down for a family meal. A big helping of BLT and lots of flirts on the side.

Aurel: *herk* Get a room.

Notice the pumpkin carving station in the background? Yep. I'm weak. In my defense, it was also 25% off.

Oh hey! Not my average window licking house stalker! I've been waiting for you!

Meet Ariel. A gen 4 spare and my hopeful for Aurel's spouse.

Best friendship building hax. Evar.

Well, besides mentoring, but this doesn't require your blood, sweat and tears that comes with maxing a skill that can be mentored.

Notice Ms Ariel is in her gym cloths. Yes. She just had to take a spin on Rhys' treadmill.

Ariel: So, you like music? That's cool, I love art. We can totes make this work.

Somewhere along the way, I took this screenie because Elsa was telling Aurel something and the face he pulled was so hilarious. Those eyes. For reals, I'm in love.

Aurel: No way!

Nancy and Rhys have their daily "discussions" about property values and how ours is still dragging theirs down like a sinking boat.

Rhys: I'm going to pee in your yard if you keep this up old lady.

Meanwhiles, promotion time and that means an upgrade. Woot, new TV.

Rhys is chugging away on all the household plumbing/appliance/electronic upgrades so they don't break as infuriatingly often and we get a nice squirt of water up the tush after each toilet use. Yay bidets.

Rhys: *grumblegrumble*

He loves being the upgrade slave, don't let him fool you.

Oh hey, one of the only screenies I took of the house after a reno.

Rhys can finally workout inside and Elsa has a dedicated art room. Yay!

P.S. The plants died a horrible, horrible death.

Elsa trying out her new room. Where's she's inspired. All the time.

Elsa: *twitch*

Am I the only one that builds emotion rooms? Curious minds are curious.

Aurel: Look, you really need to stop following me home. I can't promise that the watcher won't testingcheats delete you.

Aurel! I would nev... ok, I would.

Then this happened.

It really looks like Sif is being a brazen hussy and it really looks like Rhys is liking it.

Fear not, it was just a pathing issue. If it *was* what it looked like, Sif wouldn't be around much longer. Some accidental, malicious death would befall her.

That's right Sif. I don't like you *that* much.

On the other side of the pathing shenanigans, Aurel is just making another bestie.

Poor Raven. Dethroned so quick. Not a tear shed.

Aurel: ...this big!

Ariel: Really?!

Context, how many of you totally took it out :D?

OK, I'm big fat liar. There is another few screenies of the ongoing remodels.

Art studio to the left, gym to the right and kitchen/dining straight through.

And Rhys making the fireplace, fireproof.

So far the upgrade is holding out. But during that one update when they made fire a little bit more scary (and SO not realistic), I had all my fireplaces setting fire to my furniture and sims. They all got deleted.

Let's hope I'm not chancing the sim gods.

Don't let the grumpy face fool you. Elsa just hit level 9 of the painter career.

Elsa: There's a pile of trash mouldering by the trashcan, bills that need to be paid and I'm in serious need of watching things die. Don't ask me to be happy.

A few hours on the chess board because she needs logic *mindboggled* for art.

Elsa: I'malmostatthetopofmycareer!

Aurel: Mom! Breath!

So the title of this blog is meeting the grandkiddies. Rhys' grandkids to be exact. Though they don't hold any familial ties in this save, they're still his blood. Sadly, my old save got deleted somehow and all the alien (save for one that was saved with them when I made two daughters in CAS) grandkids were lost alongside it :(

So, so mad.

However! I downloaded the same-sex baby mod from MTS (cause I have more male spares than females to use) and wanted to see if it was working. Just switched households and the option was available (yay!). Had my two men jump each other and since I also have the story progression mod, I left it alone (meaning I didn't see if they conceived. Which, I should have cause it would have saved me a headache later -.-) and went back to the main house.

Rhys is gets to meet his son's hubby, Romero.

Rhys: My son has great taste! Just like his old man.

Romero: I don't think I did too bad either.

I ended up moving Romero, Greyson and their brood into one of the nicer houses, simply cause they needed the room.

And this is where my mouth dropped.

Three babies!? Since Romero was the one that initiated the try for baby, that means poor Greyson, whose already had over 10 kids via alien abductions, carried 3?!

Naturally, when its not a played house, I age up kids cause I wanna see what they look like.

I wasn't disappointed. Greyson and Romero make gorgeous kids.

Nicolette;

Josef;

Jim, even making an 'I hate you' face, is adorbs;

Alien in the background is Craise. Yes, I watch Farscape.

So Rhys gets to chatting with his grandkids and is enjoying himself immensely.

Then the older, CAS made daughters come home.

Suriah;

Yvaine;

And finally, the person I brought Rhys over to meet. His long lost son, Greyson.

Geeze, I forgot how much they look alike.

Greyson: So, what brings you back into my life, pops?

Rhys: I wanted to meet your family of course! I also wanted to know if its true that you've had as many alien kids as the watcher keeps saying.

Greyson: Unfortunately. Now. I'm going to conveniently change to a less traumatic topic now! I hear you finally have another kid.

Rhys: Ehhh. He's so busy making friends with half the neighborhood, its like I never had another one!

OMP, Rhys don't lie. I see that relationship bar there. Almost maxed out with Aurel.

On a side note, I find it hilarious that however much I love Rhys, he's only ever had two kids. Aurel and Greyson. Whereas, Greyson has had... uh... like 20.

Anyways, till next time!