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Fritter: 10.1
Holy crap, it's generation 10!
Jasmine: My oh my oh my. Those dripping axes are going to ruin this lovely wallpaper.
What about the wallpaper, Jasmine?
Jasmine: What wallpaper?
Willow: I just don't know what to think about this cat sculpture. It's so... cat-shaped, and... sculpted. What does it have to prove, is what I'm saying.
Starla: *munch*
This is Willow and Starla's room. You'll be seeing it a lot, because for some reason the Fritters fucking love to congregate in here every morning now.
Cleanbot: Well I don't like it! *pukes garbage to express its displeasure*
Well, Willow and Starla do. Which means that Jasmine and Almond do also.
As. You. Can. See.
Almond: Best seat in the house. ;)
What with Starla's magical Jasmine-and-Almond-attracting aura, I figure we ought to lock this down, so Willow proposes. And is accepted!
Before heading off to the chapel to get married, Starla takes a shower, and Almond decides it is crucial that she investigate the neon flamingo that is not in that bathroom in any capacity.
Mawage.
Jasmine: So, where're you going on your honeymoon? Can I come?
Beautificus Locus, etc.
Almond: Kriemhild, maybe when we get home you and I could have a drink and put on our robes and wizard hats.
For some reason the married couple always seems to end up stuck eating their wedding cake outside. I don't know why.
Back inside, I discover ACR has done something horrible.
That's Cerridwen, who, as you might remember, is a Fritter and thus related to Almond, no matter how distantly.
I decided to let it happen, because Almond hasn't gotten any poon in like four hundred years and I figure she's due. Enjoy that, Cerridwen!
Starla desperately wanted to have sex in public, so I sent her and Willow over to the beauty salon, because as far as I know no one else has fucked there yet.
Bride of Frankenstein: *averts her eyes*
The loading screen is full of lies. Willow and Starla are super into each other.
Certain other people are super into Starla.
Miss Pretty: Don't exaggerate. I merely tolerate her.
I wasn't talking about you, but that's good to know!
Since Jasmine's a romance sim, she needs to get some ass that's actually attainable. So off she goes to the bowling alley to mack on cute alien girl!
Gustav: Oh my stars and garters! NAKED TEENAGE GIRLS!
Gustav: Mmm. Naked teenage girls.
You comfy there, Gustav? You need anything? A blanket? A cup of coffee?
Gustav: No thanks, I'm just going to enjoy the atmosphere for awhile.
Yeah, if by 'atmosphere' you mean 'underage vajay stank', you fucking creep.
With bedpost notch #1 taken care of, Jasmine moves on to the next cute person she sees. Good thing she has a seemingly endless supply of buttroses.
Jasmine: You should come over my house sometime, I've got my own room and some handcuffs clipped to my headboard.
Braids: I WOULD LIKE NOTHING BETTER.
Back to ye olde fuckbench!
Thora: Mm, smell that underage vajay stank!
Oops. Guess I forgot to lock the gate.
Kriemhild managed to coax Ginger von Reddress (whose name is actually Emmy, I think) up to her boudoir.
And from there, onto her couch. I want ginger babies, okay?
Almond: Hey, Willow.
Almond: Man, those are some kickin' battle axes there. I like them. The battle axes. Yeah. Battle axes.
What a completely reasonable reaction to getting fucked on a park bench outside a bowling alley and probably going home with an assful of splinters!
Almond: Cleanbot, NO! I created you to do the opposite of this! Don't use your powers for bad!
Excellent.
This is a daily occurrence. As soon as they wake up, Almond and Jasmine run into Willow and Starla's room and just stay there. For hours.
Mr. Shrieky: HELP I'M COVERED IN SNOW
Did I mention Starla is pregnant? I can't remember. Anyway, Starla's pregnant.
She and Willow are both super excited about it!
Jasmine: I hope Willow isn't suspicious of my feelings for Starla which are eminently pure, of course.
Of course.
Kriemhild is pregnant too if that puking picture wasn't telling enough
The Starla Club holds its daily meeting in the downstairs bathroom today instead.
Kriemhild: You make wifestalking into an art form, Wills.
Willow: I do, don't I?
Starla: help
Starla: AND IIIIIII-HEEE-YIIIIII-HEEEEE-YIIIII WILL ALWAYS LOOOOOVE HAYOOOOOOOOU
I think it's kinda cute that sims will do the 'heyyyy' acknowledgment at robots as well as sims and pets! Even if Willow apparently thinks sentrybot is her wife rather than sentrybot.
Jasmine: *doesn't even try to pretend to be doing anything but being a creepy voyeur*
Jasmine: Nice work there just now, champ!
Willow: Um—
Almond: Seconded.
STOP - SERVO TIME. 8D
Jasmine: Gangy Almond, I want to know everything there is to know about bondage. Instruct me.
Almond: YOU HAVE MADE ME SO HAPPY, YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW.
Aren't you supposed to be telling Jasmine about bondage? ...I hate that I just said that.
Almond: Oh, yeah, I've been doing it. It's not a restrictive schedule.
Oh, good. Dumpling forbid you not have time for creeping. 8|
Almond: These candles are just so complex, I could stand here thinking about them for hours.
Starla: Agh, I'll be right back, I have to pee like dickens.
Almond: NOT ON THE COUCH!
Almond: How would I be able to enjoy the post-sex stank if she wet the couch cushions?
And after all, isn't that what really matters.
Starla: I'm having a baby!
Almond: Yeah, join the club. I had like twelve.
Starla: What're you doing, Kriemhild?
Kriemhild: Nothing. You'll see.
Aaaand she did see.
Shortly after the bee attack, Tiona was born!
Jasmine thought that would be the perfect moment to reach adulthood.
*________*
Yeah, okay, you can stick around too.
IMMEDIATELY, JASMINE MAKES ME REGRET SAYING THAT.
While Almond was playing peekaboo with Ti, Charlotte was born.
Television: MOO
Kriemhild: Aww, who's a pretty girl? Who's mommy's pretty girl?
Willow: Spotlight stealer. You couldn't hold it in one more day?
Miss Pretty: Do you PROMISE this is the last generation?
Yes! (Probably. 8D)
Well, someone's going to have a complex.
Kriemhild: Bees! Who did that, tee hee.
Starla: OH GOD SOMEONE HELP ME
Kriemhild: I will say this for Starla, she looks hella good fleeing from a swarm of furious bees.
Willow: Uh... yeah... I'll tell her you said so.
Kriem finished the servo that she was making and I forgot to get any pictures of while it was in process. This is Whirr Ping Click Click. (Which just might be the obscurest reference I have ever made! ~Who can say~)
Whirr Ping Click Click: So, I'm sure you know this since you assembled me and everything, but: all my fingers have a vibrate setting.
Kriemhild: Go on. OwO
Unfortunately that'll have to wait for another time, as we have reached the end for now!
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Although this family is malfunctioning by outright going after Almond I can't even and yay ginger babies!
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I am a conflicted happy/sad too! But it's not over quite yet~
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I kinda wanna see Jasmine and Almond get it on... just for the lulz... I am bad person! lol She certainly has learnt the art of inappropriate stalking well from Almond!
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Lol, well, I can't promise they'll get it on, but I am intending to let Jasmine break off a piece of that if ACR has her do so. Because why not? XD
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I applaud you for making it all the way to 10 ( I never make it past 3), I do hope we'll still get snippets of the Fritters from time to time.
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Thank you for the applause!!
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(Anonymous) 2013-04-27 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)Man, you make me want to install BV. I've never tried it but I get jealous of your Sims' vacations.
I'd write more but one of my cats is blocking my right arm with his ass and its quite difficulz to type like this. Just one more thing, Jasmine is so boss.
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Hee, thank you! I like sending sims on vacations, I'm glad you like seeing the results.
My cat does that all the time, so I understand, lol!
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(Anonymous) 2013-10-13 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)no subject
Thanks so much, I'm really delighted you enjoy the Fritters!! :D