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I've been holding off posting because I've been working on a short story I'm going to toss up here when it's complete. It's still got a bit to go and I felt like spamming something with pictures, so I'm posting them instead.
Isolde Morterwell's house. Same structure as Thalia's house, because I like it. (Tracked its origin down; you can find it here.)
Isolde. She's happy to see us. The fangs are due to certain vampiric tendencies. Not of the Maxis type, because those piss me off. She runs the local gas station, which is actually more of a convenience store that I'd put in Thunder Valley way back for decoration, rediscovered in my lot bin, and decided to use instead of building an actual foodmart.
Her downstairs, beginning with the living room:
And kitchen:
Not a spectacular amount of clutter down here.
That's because she was saving it for upstairs:
And the interesting part of the bathroom:
She proposed to Rosalyn today, so whenever they both roll up a marriage want-- oops, sorry, that's 'joined union', goodness, we mustn't be offensive-- they'll be moving into a bigger place. Not exactly sure where. So far Gladsheim is mostly crammed full of small, falling-to-pieces shacks on 1x1 and 1x2 lots. I must pick over plasticbox's lots again.
On another note, I recently discovered Ego Likeness's side project, The Trinity Project (i.e. I finally scrolled all the way down the music page). And uh, wow. Donna Lynch can be pretty fucking creepy when she wants to. Had a bit of a hard time sleeping after listening to 'If I'm Not Careful I'll Start to get Scared of the Walls' right before bedtime. Shan't be doing that again.
Short story to come in a day or two, I expect. Sim things to follow soon after.
Isolde Morterwell's house. Same structure as Thalia's house, because I like it. (Tracked its origin down; you can find it here.)
Isolde. She's happy to see us. The fangs are due to certain vampiric tendencies. Not of the Maxis type, because those piss me off. She runs the local gas station, which is actually more of a convenience store that I'd put in Thunder Valley way back for decoration, rediscovered in my lot bin, and decided to use instead of building an actual foodmart.
Her downstairs, beginning with the living room:
And kitchen:
Not a spectacular amount of clutter down here.
That's because she was saving it for upstairs:
And the interesting part of the bathroom:
She proposed to Rosalyn today, so whenever they both roll up a marriage want-- oops, sorry, that's 'joined union', goodness, we mustn't be offensive-- they'll be moving into a bigger place. Not exactly sure where. So far Gladsheim is mostly crammed full of small, falling-to-pieces shacks on 1x1 and 1x2 lots. I must pick over plasticbox's lots again.
On another note, I recently discovered Ego Likeness's side project, The Trinity Project (i.e. I finally scrolled all the way down the music page). And uh, wow. Donna Lynch can be pretty fucking creepy when she wants to. Had a bit of a hard time sleeping after listening to 'If I'm Not Careful I'll Start to get Scared of the Walls' right before bedtime. Shan't be doing that again.
Short story to come in a day or two, I expect. Sim things to follow soon after.
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From your coffin posts I'd say you're as much The Clutterphile as I am, too. :P