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 ;)
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!
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!
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