It's update time again! More importantly it's
'next baby-daddy' time, always an exciting moment in--- HOLY MOTHER OF
PLUMBOBS WHAT IS THAT?!?!
Haha, jk. It's just Betelgeuse Burton (made by Jessu) before he'd
rendered completely. It made me lol, so I thought I'd share. But as you
can see here, he's quite the looker. Also our third ghost daddy.
Hopefully he'll produce a ghost offspring that will actually STAY ALIVE
in my neighborhood *coughChrysanthemumcough*
Freshly planted on Lunar Lakes, Betelgeuse doesn't take long to zone in on his intended purpose . . .
And aww, lookit that! He starts thinking about her right away. Now
if we could just ignore the creepy stalker face that Holly's sporting at
the moment . . . seriously Holls, what's up with that? O_o
Holly - I like holding hands . . . I like holding other things too . . .
OMG NSFW!!! >:[
And what is this? I forgot that Betelgeuse came packaged with this
handsome devil. His name is Moon Renaldo, and I fell in love with his
scruffy fur and bob-tailed cuteness right away.
Moon - Don't quote me . . . but I'm pretty sure this guy is a ghost. It's just a feeling . . .
Even when he went all alien on me for a moment. O_o Scarred for life.
Holly and Betelgeuse continue to 'bond.'
Random Deer - Wooooo, you go man! Tap that! Tap it ALL night!
O_o My game is being majorly pervy today . . .
Ice Cream Creeper - DID SOMEONE SAY PERV!
Right on time, guy. Right on time.
First kiss! D'awww . . .
Some schmoozin . . .
Less-innocent-than-the-first-kiss kiss . . .
Another shot of Moon! With this chance placed in my lap, and the better-running computer, I decided that it was fate . . .
A certain someone got MC'd back to her Adult life stage and quickly ushered outside to make his acquaintance . . .
Queen Ann's Lace - Want.
Moon - Why hello there, I don't believe we've met befo--
Q. Ann - KITTENS! I want your kittens. Nao.
Moon - Well when you put it that way. *insta-BFFs*
I totally cheated their relationship up. I don't feel guilty.
A hastily and conveniently placed 'dog' house later . . .
Queen Ann's Lace led the way . . .
And kittens were made that day. 
Meanwhile, upstairs, a similar scenario was about to unfold.
Holly - Heheheh . . . babies.
I find it interesting that they strip down to their undies before
they even get started now. A new addition from Showtime? Or perhaps MOD
related.
The obligatory pre-cuddles.
But then business was done, lullabies were heard and Betelgeuse and
Moon were sent their own way. Happy to report that so far Betelgeuse
has managed to survive my strange ghost-killing assassin, fingers
crossed that he continues to do so.
Holly wasn't the only one worn out from the day's activities,
either. Stay tuned, next update we'll have new babies AND new kittens!
Are you excited yet?! Because I am. ^_^;;
BONUS PICS -
Reginald - Your mama was a llama!
Neville - My mama is floating right over there, genius. But you came from the mausoleum, so for all we know YOUR mama was a zombie bear!
Snuggles - Oh snap, in your face.
Ralphie - IIIICEEE CREEEEEAAAAAAMMMM!!!
Another update! Yaaaaay! You might notice a
sudden change in the graphics quality of the screenshots, this is
because my husband got a new computer that kicks the crap outta mine and
he graciously let me put my sims game on it.
It also resulted in me taking a lot of screens just because it was
SO FORKING PRETTY. Hence . . . I don't think anything productive
actually gets done in this update, just pic spam. Enjoy, lol.
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Hickory - Oh plumbobs! Why? WHY?! What have I ever done to deserve such hideous torture!
Ah, that would be the Hydrophobic trait coming out, then. O_o
Holly is amusing herself by reading all the new recipes that came
with Showtime. I think that's what her mysterious errand was last
update, come to think of it. She went to the bookstore to buy them.
Meanwhile the boys have their breakfast . . .
Pecan - I'm not saying our dad was a world-famous actor from
Starlight Shores that got abducted by aliens. I'm not saying that,
because I don't know. I don't know. But is it possible?
Abso-FRIGGIN-lutely.
Pecan, almost choking on his cereal . . . *pets the pretty graphics*
Meanwhile Hickory enjoys a PB&J on the other side of the table . . . forever alone . . . .
Pine - Ugh, newspapers. I hate them and their stupid, uppity small print.
Grumpy trait, anyone?
Hickory works on those guns . . .
With his Loves the Outdoors trait, this is where Pecan is. All. The. Time.
Pine - I think I heard Hickory crying in the shower this morning!
Pecan - *giggle-snort*
I love these two boys. I think I'm a little biased because I love their father so much, but oh wells.
Hickory randomly decided to get his groove on with the karaoke machine.
Hickory - I set fiiiiiire, to the raaaaain! And watched it poooour as I touched your faaaace!
Forever Alone Level 1000
Pine is rocking out on the Rocket spring-rider.
Pecan is . . . playing with the water toys. While dreaming about playing with the water toys. *Surprise face*
What could possibly be holding the attention of these two so completely?
Queen Ann's Lace of course! She actually looks fluffy now, yay!
So. Fluffy. Cute. OMG
Hickory - HAHAH! Look at her go! She's totally pwning that mouse!
Pine - *unamused*
Hickory - Dude. What's YOUR problem?
Pine - Your face. >:[
Ouch. Grumpy sim is grumpy.
Holly - Be ridiculously photogenic? Kay, I can do that.
*dies from the pretty*
Pecan - Pine seems to be under some deluded impression that our
mysteriously absent father is an orchestra conductor or something. I
think I'd rather he was in prison.
Hickory - I could see that. *noms sammich*
*Sometime later*
Pine - An orchestral conductor is a perfectly valid and time-honored profession!
Hickory - Whoa, little man. Tone it down a notch or six.
Hickory - By the way, water BLOWS CHUNKS! Woooooo!
. . . -_- . . .
BONUS PICS -
Reginald has also hit his elder gnome status. And now he and
Neville enjoy screaming at each other and waving their canes around,
much to the amusement of the other gnomes.
But sometimes you just have to get away, for a nice relaxing nap.
Hickory - Wooooooo! We get an update today! :D :D :D !!!
Wow, no need to be melodramatic there, Hick. But indeed, we'll have
ourselves an updaterz today. A small one, but an update nonetheless.
^_^
The Woods are currently passing the time before cake. Mulberry has decided to try his luck on the training dummy . . .
Mulberry - *girly slap*
Gnomes - *having convention in the BG*
And Myrtle is dying just a little bit inside with every unmanly yelp of pain.
Myrtle - I don't see how I'm supposed to concentrate on homework
with the "OH PLUMBOB STOP THE PAIN!" being screamed out every other
minute.
Holly was . . . doing something (it's been too long, I forgot where
she's at in this screenshot) BUT the important part is ASPEN!!! . . .
Aspen? Why are you ALWAYS grumpy?
Aspen - It's my thing. Get off me.
Hickory - ALL HAIL PRINCE HICKORY, SMOKED AND CURED IN AWESOME! D'ya see me, mommy? Mommy? Mommy, d'you see me? See? See?
Holly - Mm-hmm, I see you . . . *flips page* *not fazed in the slightest*
Ok, lets get these cakes on a roll before something even more bizarre happens . . . First up is wittle Pecan!
He becomes a child, rolling the Never Nude trait. *snort* I think that's a Wood Work trait first, too.
Next, his twin Pine.
He also becomes a child (still identical!), rolling the Vegetarian trait.
After the twins was Hickory, who'll have to put his table-ruling days behind him, sadly.
There wasn't a hat epic enough for Hickory to carry over into his
teen years, but he manages a baws hairstyle instead. He rolls the Savvy
Sculptor trait.
And finally, the elder twins. Myrtle is first.
She becomes a lovely purple-skinned, brunette Holly clone but I love her anyway. She rolls Good for her final trait.
Born with - Athletic and Hates the Outdoors
Child - Light Sleeper
Teen - Perceptive
YA - Good
LTW - Superstar Athlete
And last but not least, Mulberry derps his way up to the candles.
He transitions himself into a young adult, rolling the Bookworm trait.
Born with - Friendly and Disciplined
Child - Adventurous
Teen - Excitable
YA - Bookworm
LTW - Physical Perfection
It was the purple-twins' turn in the foyer at last.
Mulberry - I wonder where mama is?
Myrtle - We are not related.
Holly made her appearance in due time, wishing them both a happy birthday.
Holly - I hope you enjoyed your cake!
Mulberry - I am a work of art!
Myrtle - You're a piece of work, I'll give you that one.
Finally, there was nothing left to do but give out those patented
mama-hugs goodbye before Mulberry and Myrtle were released into the
wilds of Lunar Lakes. Wish them luck! Something tells me they'll need it
. . . .
