The Magpie Prettacy 2.6!

[tigeranne]

It's been a while, hasn't it? *whistle* This update isn't super exiting, to be honest.



Okay, let's start the usual way, by summarizing what happened last time. Isabel was pregnant, and gave birth to a daughter named Francine who looked just like her. Neale grew up into a flabby guy in spandex. Molly was in aspiration failure. Edna became our new garden slave. Louise crushed on Jonathan MacAvoy, who's her cousin by association. Weedy blew up stuff in the name of science. Avis and Joe died, and were replaced by Avery and Laney, the strangest dogs I've ever had in my game. Weedy hired a butler named Ethan Hogan, who was useful. Rose died, and Rowland was sad. Laurence died, and Rowland danced the Smustle on top of his earthly remains, while Edna was pleading for his life. She lost. Elys reacted to her son's death by merging with other family members. The update ended with Francine's birthday, later the same evening.


The next morning found the Magpies cheerful and fulfilled. Oh, who am I kidding. They were losing their marbles over who was going to get the honour of throwing away the miniscule bit of trash that ruined their existence.


Francine's dominant ISBI-genes took control, and helped her make the best out of her situation. I really wish she didn't look like a rehash of her mother and aunt. And uncle and grandfather.


It's incredibly helpful to have a butler around.


Noooo! Nooooohoooooooo! I thought these two were going to get along! D: They were going to make lulzy prettacy puppies!


None of them are agressive. It must be the residual evil of Blakeney in the walls.


It sucked to be Molly and Edna, so they got to go out and have some fun. Louise came along in case Chester was there, so they could get acquainted.


Louise and Molly headed for the poker tables. I was almost surprised to see no Aniya there.


Louise looks very Alien when she makes poker-face.


I build a second floor above Lucky's, that's got bowling, pool/snooker, pic booth, pin-ball machines, a food court and vending. Then I placed a copy in the main hood.


Hadley was there. I see her around quite a bit.


This is Maude. :) She is the reverse-engineered version of Elys. I like how she came out, because even if she's fully human I can still detect some of Elys in her. Still, I can't put my finger on what.


This is one of a new batch of custom townies. Her name is Philippa. She's got a twin, but so far I haven't seen her around.


Hullo, Harry.


Edna engaged in a bowling tournament with Buck and Tressie. Molly didn't approve. Yes, I know the room is too dark. I was test-playing it with the girls.


Louise: I am... soooo pretty?


Mystery Woman: Awwwww, Lola is adorable!

Burton: Careful so you don't make Avery jealous.


It sucks to be Reuben, but at least he didn't starve to death at the table the night before.


Which reminded me that it was probably best to ship the ghosts off to the new cemetary. So far they've all been mostly good, but I don't want a repeat of the Duncan Massacre, and I'd rather they moved on to the Sim Afterlife entirely.




And if the ghosts don't get them...


Let's have a look at Mystery Woman, shall we? Her name is Maisie. Isn't she just gorgeous?


These two are still around. Oh, and there will be a few updates with ugly EAxis swimwear, because I was changing defaults.


I may remember his birthday this time. Or not.


Edna: So you're a troll, too? But you look nothing like us!

Maisie: Well, no. I'm a Forest Troll, and you guys are Mountain Trolls. Our peoples have been isolated for centuries. BTW, snazzy that you've got a butler! You've really made your way in the Human world!

Edna: Our Dad is Alfie Magpie, duh! The politician, you know?


Don't stare at the guests, Burton. It's rude.


Part of the "study hall" became a bedroom for girls. Francine has it to herself for now.


Rowland: Ewww. You've been married for 40 years! Stop acting like teenagers!


Burton taught his daughter to study, so the homework wouldn't be the bane of her existence, and she could get into the private school.


I shouldn't do things like this, when there are already about 20 people in the house. But Burton wanted another baby, and he needed the points to get into Platinum. I want him to become Captain Hero before he gets old, and he's actually only Generation 3. He shouldn't be an old fart yet, while most of Generation 2 are still young.


Burton: Yeah, I know you don't particularily want another one, Issy. But we can get you that puppy you want, and then you'll be happy too!


Baby achieved!


Isabel: So you see, our first child was all human, and it's very important for us to retain our Troll heritage for as long as we can. So we're trying for another one. It won't be heir, but the heirs need to grow up surrounded by their own kind.

Maisie: But you're human, aren't you?

Isabel: ...oh. Yes, I guess technically I am. But my life among Humans was never very happy, so I've kind of put all that behind me.


Maisie: Well, I fully support your efforts. I'd like to have some pups of my own, but I need to find a suitable pup-daddy. Is this one available?

Isabel: No, that's Neale. He wasn't heir so we had him neutered.


Someone started shoving Maisie around, and made her cry. I'm not entirely sure, but I think it was Rowland, actually. Nine nice-points, but he's been acting a little cranky lately.


Oooh, exiting chance card with an element of threat! Well, Burton is the adventurous sort. Simply walking in through the back door would not be the kind of thrill he seeks. And he's also wonder why the window was left open, and go to investigate. So yeah, window it is.


It happens. He didn't get fired, and the family has enough income that it doesn't matter.


More chance cards, this time for Elys. Hmmm, Reely's not going to sue the newspaper for a mistake that makes him seem more genius, is he? There may be worse things in there.




Yay, promotion! She's only had the job for 75 years... Now she's level foooooour!


I buildt them a greenhouse, so they can have fresh veggies all winter. It's a very important part of the Troll Life.


A townie named Ernest made a walk-by, and Molly promptly checked him out. The poor girl was approaching middle age, and still hadn't even gotten into the career she wanted to top. She needed aspiration points, and I've discovered that the best way of getting those is to get them a crush to obsess over.


He's made from Lonzo, ha ha. I tried to set him apart from the original, so he's kind of got an "If Barry Gibb was a grunger" sort of thing going on.


Molly doesn't like that style, apparently.


Mary Elisabeth did! She could use some romance in her life. I'm letting her age up. Since the rest of the family is staying young for so long, and she's not really got anything else going for her, she's getting a promoted position as Family Elder.


But it was time to focus on stopping Molly from aging up too soon. She headed off to Lucky's again to find a flirt. The first one she greeted was Alva, or Williana 2.0. She'd probably add very good genes to a future generation, so let's make her a family acquaintaince.


Molly's not having babies, just going kissin a bit, so I don't mind if she picks up on a character I made for the lulz.


She's apparently not the type who goes weak in the knees at the sight of a mustache and monocle.


Molly: If I had been full Human, I'm sure I'd have looked just like Philippa!

Actually, no. She'd have looked just like Isabel/Elenora/Francine.


Hi there, cousin Jennifer!


Molly: ...so long story short, she agreed to do it if we got her a puppy. But we've already got three dogs, so I think he was just saying it to persuade her.

Jennifer: Nah, I don't think Burton would do that. That's kind of a cynical thing to say.

Molly: Life has made me cynical, cousin Jen.


Then she forgot to be cynical for a while, because she spotted hot-stuff. This is Harold. The stupid generator named him, and I don't like it. I should have re-rolled.


There was some definite attraction.


Molly: You don't like me, just because I'm all skinny and boney, and have a weird face.

Harold: No, it's not that. But I'm a shy guy who can't really handle female attention.


Harold: My previous girlfriend used to chain me to her bed for days on end, and whip me with a nine-tail, and make me wear Sponge-Bob boxers. So I kind of got careful.


Molly: LOL YEAH! Riiiight!

Harold: I'm glad my plight has brought you some amusement, I guess.


He likes black hair. :-/


Molly: Listen, Harry... if it's okay that I call you that, I didn't mean to make fun of you. I just couldn't believe that anyone would do something like that to a hot guy like you.

Harold: Awww, that's a sweet thing to say. <3 My ex never said sweet things to me.


From there it got a lot better. :)


You need to see Molly from the side to really understand how messed-up her features are.


He's in the police. Cool. :)


I don't think she will reject his flirts.


Molly: No, Bernhardt! I don't want to sing a duet with you! Especially not anything by Enrique Iglesias! Go back to 19th century London where you came from!

Bernhardt: But you seemed so nice!


I'm not sure who she's ralphing over, Petunia or Brandon. Maybe she doesn't like guys in kilt?


Petunia: The standards of this establishment have decreased drastically. >:(


Molly wanted a souvenir from her evening out. And no, not a photobooth-baby!


I kind of dread to think what the babies of these two would look like. Harold is the human version of her cousin Burton, who looks a lot like her. So there is a good chance that because of their somewhat similar facial structures, Molly and Harry would produce the kind of ugly Sim-kids that are no longer funny, just creepy. Think the worst possible results of the Ottomas twins, and you get an idea.


Harold: I love red-haired chicks!

Okay, so that was his other Turn-On. :)


Goodie-goodie, she's crushing! Now she'll have lots of Harry-centric wants, that can be fulfilled by asking him over.


No, I don't think anyone wants to play with you.


Oh hai! You didn't think I hadn't made a boy-version of Maisie, as a back-up plan in case Chester fell through? This is Gus.


Upstairs things were progressing. :)


Molly: I love it when a guy steps on my toes!


Date spam, never mind. :P


Yes, she'd be interested in that. :D


Hello, Claire!


Molly: You should come over for dinner sometime! I've got a very attractive, in Troll-terms, single cousin who happens to be heir.


Said heir leads a really glamorous existence. This shot just captures life in this house so well.


Suddenly this dustcloud formed right outside.


It was Thaddeus beating up someone he brought home from school. I think he has prejudices against poor people?


Looks like Thad's had enough of being messed with by life and everyone in it.


Burton: We're never getting another genie lamp at this pace!

When they do, the first one in line for life-long Platinum is Mary Elizabeth. She's the oldest of the non-plat Sims in the house, and several of the others are either close to getting there on their own, or have LTWs that will take care of it.


No idea why I took this picture. Presumably just to show a bit of family interaction, and remind you that the less featured members, like Ettie, still exist.

Both Ettie and Edna get some screen-time in the coming updates, actually.


Oh, has Morris been disagreeable about you studying his habits through the telescope again?




She's definitely free.


Back to Lucky's, Down-Town version this time.


Ethan: Babies! I perceive an all-enveloping compulsion for baaabies!

Did Aniya take him along on an outing in that state?


Molly & Harry: Is there something wrong with that dude?


Oh look, here's Jarvis as well. You'd better look after your buddy, I think.


Ethan: Little Timmyyyyyy...


Smooching in the presence of Mrs. C and the guy who wants to beat up any and all members of your family. If this isn't an exhibition of youthful defiance, then I don't know what is.


Oh and I forgot to update the lights in this version of the lot. x)




The poker party of the night were Mrs. C, Denise Jaquette, Joe Carr and the hat-girl Douglas turned down for spouse.


You never know when it may be useful to know an evil witch.


Back home, Ernest was still hanging out. Mary Elizabeth made her move.

Mary Elizabeth: I'm so pooooor! All my life I've wanted to have lots of money, but I got demoted at work for one single bad decision!

Ernest: Um...


Ernest: I'm really poor, too. But I see it as a virtuous existence, not defined by material possessions.


Ernest: Materialism leads to greed, which leads to crime, which leads to violence and distrust, which leads to more draconian laws, which lead to less freedom which in turn leads to less happiness and less love in the world.

Mary Elizabeth: I so totally agree!


Oh look whose birthday I forgot once again. Now how did he do this time?


Poor Thaddeus.


Ernest: No, I don't think I want to beat up your boss for you. There are many better non-violent ways to solve issues like that.


Mary Elizabeth: Ooooooookay... soooooo, maybe you could go and read him your socialist manifesto, like you did to me? Then he would see the light and feel ashamed of himself because he's part of the reason the world sucks. Then he'd retire, and I'd have a shot at his job!


Ernest: You know I have a hard time saying no to such a pretty face!








Anyone think he may be a Romance Sim?


Mary Elizabeth: Yaaaaay! I LOVE YOU!

Ernest: No! No hugging! Physical contact leads to increased avareness of one's physical form, which leads to thoughts about appearance, which leads to personal insecurities, which leads to an artificial need for fashion products, which leads to materialism, which leads to...


Mary Elizabeth: Okay, I get it. Hugging ultimately leads to less love and happiness in the world.

Ernest: Exactly!


Kissing, on the other hand, is okay.


Ernest: I've never met a girl like you before!


It's luuuv.


Isabel: Oh no, it feels like I'm gonna shoo-flee. :(




Very nice of you, Harry.


Molly's side of the room is becoming a little more personal.


Oh yay, another dog fight.


Something tells me Laney will never want to have puppies with Avery.


And Thad will have to get a job. I don't care what.


Lola grew up, and it turns out she's a poodle. The name fits, at least.


I somehow think Morris could find it in his heart to slap a pregnant lady.


If he could find a way to enter the house, that is.


That's all for now, but there are two or three more updates coming that I need to sort the pictures for. Louise (I totally wrote "Lousie", I'm up too early.) is about to grow up and usher in the reign of Gen3. She will also get married and have kids of her own. To whom, and how many you'll have to wait and see.

Comments

[nentarisims.livejournal.com]

Oh wow, Maisie and Gus look awesome!

"If Barry Gibb was a grunger" Hahahahaha.

Aw, poor Thaddeus indeed.

[tigerannesims2.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Maisie works with Burton it seems, so you'll probably see her again in later updates. :)

I should have put Ernest in ripped jeans and a flannel shirt. :P If he marries into the family at any point, that's the make-over he'll get.

And yeah, it still sucks to be Thad, and his good spirits about it are wearing thin. :-/

[alittlestrange.livejournal.com]

Finally! A Magpie update! (To be fair, it is a TON of work and time consuming to put an update together.)

They were losing their marbles over who was going to get the honour of throwing away the miniscule bit of trash that ruined their existence.

I LOLed. Funny how even sloppy Sims will freak out over a pile of garbage.

Oh wow, Magpie poker faces are the best. I spotted Weedy on the dance floor the other day in Frond Valley, and she looked fab. I'd show you the pic, but my eighth gen Duckling heir is also in the picture, so spoilers. But marvelous dance face!

Reverse-engineered Elys is beautiful! And I dig Maisie/Gus. I hope one of them will end up in the family sometime. Didn't you tell me you made some townies for that purpose?

I love Ernest's trains of thought! But it's too bad Laney and Avery couldn't get along. They would have made awesome puppies. :(

Can't wait to see Louise's spouse/children. Update more often, plz and thx.

[tigerannesims2.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Yes, Maisie and Gus were the two I made specifically as potential prettacy spouses. While they are still really odd lookers, they are definitely cuter than the typical Magpies. I wanted a couple of generations where the kids would get prettier without becoming too normal. So now let's see what happens there. :p

I used to know a couple of people who had thought-processes a lot like Ernest's. Everything, and I do mean everything would eventually lead to something disasterous, usually someone murdering someone. It wasn't as funny in reality. x)

Puppies may still be a possibility. At the point I'm at in the game, they have gotten a fourth dog, who I love a lot. I've been trying to get her to have puppies with Avery, but I can't check if she's pregnant the way I can with human Sims.

The good news is that there is another update in the coming, and I've got material for at least three more.

[simsabella.livejournal.com]

Isabel: No, that's Neale. He wasn't heir so we had him neutered.

This line had me LOL'ing!

[tigerannesims2.livejournal.com]

Poor Neale, hee hee.