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Fritter: 3.3
But Azaya, you say, it's only been five days! Well that is too darn bad. I am going to update and you are going to like it. Or else.
Eudora: Connnn - teeeee - partiiiiirooooooooooooooooò...
Meanwhile, Swan has developed an interest in the intricate workings of the human body! For purposes that are not at all nefarious whatsoever.
Swan: Really.
While Bilquis just wants to eat all the foods.
She brought poor Knut (I shit you not, his name is Knut, if we had twenty-nine of him we'd have a silver sickle) home from school again, and, defying Fritter tradition, actually, like, played with him!
Predictably, it did not last.
But I mean, let's be honest. Miss Pretty is a heck of a lot more interesting than some kid from school named Knut.
Miss Pretty: I am considering the removal of your eyeballs from their sockets.
Still learning about the
Swan: Yep. Right now I'm reading about vivisection. On an unrelated note, have you seen Bilquis?
...I haven't.
The most
See?
Adorable!
This remains Almond's arbitrary favorite seat. She still sleeps in it sometimes. For some reason, everyone in the house falls all over themselves to sleep in the chairs and nap on the couches but won't use their fucking beds. I dunno if it's a hack conflict or if they're all just prejudiced against beds.
Almond and Beef: *are aware of the viper in their nest*
Eulalie: *is oblivious*
Almond: Aww you precious little thing, you, who's nana's best girl? *besties*
Swan: Sure played her. *++ games enthusiasm*
For some reason, the only person anyone ever autonomously tucks in is Bilquis, who sleeps on an air mattress on the floor and thus breaks the adorable animation. :\
Nicole: *enters the kitchen to make grilled cheese*
Almond: *breaks neck whipping her head around to see*
Then they ate grilled cheese together. I think Nicole regrets it.
Almond: So, we've been best friends for some time now, you and I...
Almond: ...and I think it would be a great idea for us to take a vacation together!
Almond: Just. The two. Of us.
Nicole: Suddenly I'm not so hungry anymore.
Sup, Waggles, how's every little thing. Yeah, the gate is still there, bro. I know this is a shock to your worldview.
Eudora: Wanna dance, Swan?
Swan: Sure! But first let me try this awesome trick I read about in my physiology book. It involves me, your elbow, and breaking.
Swan: Gaze upon this magnificent muffin! Is it not the most exquisite muffin you have ever had the privilege to see? Like this muffin, I, its creator, am magnificent.
Okay, no, stop channeling Elise Withers. You didn't bake that muffin. Bilquis did, and then she forgot it in the oven. She actually does that a lot. There's always a muffin in there.
...That sounds kinda dirty. Moving on.
Swan: You shouldn't mock me, you know. Soon I'll be running things around here.
You don't have the features I want.
Swan: I have the eyebrows. Anyway, just wait and see.
Okay.
Eudora: ...but a bit of surgery and my elbow's good as new! My little girl is gonna go places, you'll see.
Eulalie: Without a doubt. Prison, for instance.
Eulalie: I want some cold spaghetti. And some sex.
Hopefully not at the same time.
Nicole: So I think we ought to bring a stereo in here. You know. For, uh, mood music.
Eudora: A+ idea.
Eudora: How about She Wants Revenge?
Nicole: Yes.
Well, that went better than it did for Eudora's moms.
Then Eulalie arbitrarily embarked on a journey to clean all the things.
The Trashcan: *judges Eulalie's sudden spate of obsessive cleaning*
In the third bathroom, Nicole was already cleaning the shower, so they cleaned ~in harmony~
Eulalie: HOW DARE YOU CLEAN MY SHOWER
Less in harmony than I thought.
Nicole: WELL FUCK YOUR BUILDING BLOCKS.
Eulalie: Oh my god, I hate building blocks too! 8D
She has too many nice points to stay mad for long.
Sensing distress, Eudora went to comfort her wife with some physical affection.
Sensing someone else about to touch Nicole, Almond attempted a distraction. Both of those pictures of Almond in Eudora's queue? Autonomous Tell Joke. "HEY, KNOCK KNOCK. KNOCK KNOCK, EUDORA! EUDORA."
Eudora was not swayed.
Eudora: Point, set, match, mom.
Almond: How very boring of you.
Beef: Gosh, but that is a fabulous mailbox.
Knut: *is unloved by all*
Beef: Okay, Miss Pretty! Your agent says you need to learn more tricks to land more roles or something, so I'm gonna teach you how to do a barrel roll! For roles.
Miss Pretty: How perfectly loathsome.
Miss Pretty: Must I go through with this foolishness?
You must
Beef: Come on, Miss Pretty, roll over! For the roles!
Miss Pretty: Stop saying that if you wish to awaken tomorrow with your trachea intact.
Bilquis: *cheers on*
Miss Pretty: There, you infernal child, are you satisfied?
Beef: Yay, now you'll get the roles! With your rolls. 8D
Predictably, no one noticed.
The Trashcan: *judges Eulalie for flushing a clogged toilet*
Nicole: MY FEEBAS EVOLVED INTO MILOTIC 8D
You definitely married into the right family, honey.
Swan: I'M NOT HAVING ANY FUNNNNNN
Why don't you just go glue yourself to the karaoke machine like everyone else?
Swan: No thanks, I've got a better idea. These wooden toys are nice and hard and blunt. By the way, have you seen Beef?
No, I haven't.
Bilquis: *has fun in a way that harms no one*
Nicole: Hey baby, I just set up the stereo. ;D
Swan: *rubbernecks*
Swan: Soon. 8D
Are you trying to pique my curiosity about your schemes so that I'll keep you around as heir?
Swan: Psh, noyes.
In the Fritter house, this counts as a date.
Well, hell, why not? It worked for Swan.
Nicole: Heh, you know, the stereotype is that people stop having sex with each other after they get married.
Eudora: Pfff. Why would they do that?
Not everyone has a sex drive like you two hornballs, is why.
Bilquis is so sweet that she runs around giving autonomous hugs. If she didn't have six nice points I would be suspicious that she was up to something. Come to think of it, I probably still should be.
Oh hell yes. We need a dog that's blue and neon yellow. Note to self: build pet shop.
Oh, Knut. You just don't give up, do you?
Family gaming continues.
Whatcha doing, Miss Pretty?
Miss Pretty: I am waiting.
Waiting for what?
Miss Pretty: When it happens, you will know.
Glad we had this talk.
Because Miss Pretty was meant to be a Star, Nicole teaches her to play dead.
I'm going to regret giving them this, I'm sure, but I'm making an effort to use Maxis objects I don't ordinarily touch.
Too bad real life drugs don't do that.
More autonomous tucking in of the child sleeping on the floor! Hooray.
Eudora: My mom is kind of a dick.
No argument there.
Then she decided to take a shower, but surprise, surprise! Nicole was already bathing. So she just stood there and watched.
Eudora: *clean clean clean*
Nicole: Oh, hey baby. Didn't see you there.
Nicole: ...But I sure am enjoying the view now.
Almond: No one in this house knows how to play Pokemon properly, Eulalie! I mean, I actually saw Beef use a Weepinbell against Golbat! A Weepinbell against Golbat! Can you believe it?
Eulalie: Wow, that's just awful about whatever it is you just said. But my god, this is an impressive sandwich.
What.
You had better have the flu, you asshole, that's all I'll say about it.
Spoiler: She didn't have the flu. 8|
Eulalie: I think I shall just sit in this chair for awhile! Not play chess on the go board, or look out the window, or even count the floor tiles. Just sit. In. This. Chair.
Also, are you sure that's good for the baby, Nicole? You know, the baby you're carrying? The one that we don't have room for? The one you got knocked up with against my wishes? That baby?
Eudora, there's a line of customers waiting to be checked out, shouldn't you see to them instead? Though, to be fair, I'd rather play with Miss Pretty too.
Blondie von Braidedhair: This award's existence gives me hope for a brighter future.
Gershwitz walked by! Hi, Gersh! How's it going? What's on your mind?
Of course.
Cash register: *attacks Eudora again*
Good thing she's not the pregnant one, since the drawer keeps smacking her in the stomach.
Beef: I like homework!
No you don't. I have to force you to do it every day.
Beef: But I got your attention, didn't I.
Touché. I do kind of forget to take pictures of him, I'm not sure why. He's precious.
You stop complaining, Ginger McPinkeyes. You'll be getting through that gate sooner or later.
Swan: Someday, I will manipulate people the way others manipulate blocks.
Meanwhile, Beef and Bilquis get high with nanna.
I like my townies.
Eudora: Why the hell is it hailing in the desert?
Goodbye, child Bilquis!
Hello,
The utter misery and unfairness of her life, it is beyond the pale. I'm making her leave the house to go to the bowling alley. Suck it up, you have eight outgoing points.
Also, just warning you, from here until basically the end it's gonna be The Bilquis Show.
Bilquis: Maybe downtown I'll find a big wad of cash!
She's Fortune, if you hadn't gathered.
Again: I like my townies.
Seriously.
Bilquis meets her Uncle Gershwitz! Who apparently has strong feelings about her lipstick.
It is a pretty color, isn't it, Gersh.
Leopardshirt the Hottie: Nooo way, man. You can keep your flowers.
Empty space: *exists next to her*
Bilquis: We should be, like, BFFs!
Curly Mop: Totally! 8D
Hi, Tierney. I see you're in the same state as we last saw you.
Gratuitous Bilquis.
Bilquis: It is so cold in here!
Tierney: That's why you should wear long sleeves and solid tights. F'reals.
Oh, that's a smart idea.
Brunet McGlasgowsmile: I would like to talk about pink dresses too. I have much to offer on this topic.
Tierney: Pink dresses are okay I guess, but big hats are really the way to go.
Bilquis: Mm. This mac and cheese is yellow. Like gold. Which is worth money. God I love money.
And then
Almond, as always, is in support of anything Nicole's vagina does. Okay later.
P.S.: Secret nine, I can totally hear it! I usually imagine her sounding like Yzma, though.
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I love the thought of Miss Pretty as a posh Brit, but Yzma is even more awesome.
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I can definitely see Miss Pretty being a posh Brit, but I always sort of subconsciously imagined Yzma's voice, just because they're both evil kitties.
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Bilquis is the perfect heir! Tierney's necklace is awesome, and i can't stop giggling at her expression, kind of those priceless moments even though all sims at some point make the same face, she owns it. haa. Great update! :D
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Every lazy sim makes that zombie face but for some reason it just really cracks me up when Tierney does it. Probably because she does it every time.
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Bilquis <3
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<33
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I love Bliquis as a teen!
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I do too. 8D
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The Trashcan: *judges Eulalie's sudden spate of obsessive cleaning*
XDDD
And please, please, please, somehow find a way to make Miss Pretty immortal!
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I may have already been using InSim to reset her lifespan every time she gets close to elderhood. Ain't saying. 8-x
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I play only with adults and elders (if those are not in majority :)) but there is really a lack of lovely outfits for them.
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Also, Miss Pretty <3
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