The Atherton (not really) ISBI - Part 3.
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tigeranneYeah, I can't say I envy this family.
I didn't even know there were in-game poses! Sure, they're cheesy as cheese doodles, but I couldn't resist subjecting Williana to a few of them.
I love this girl!
Anywayz, they're not as skint broke as they used to be, so they could afford to make a small "patio" out front. They got crappy chairs, though, so they won't be too tempted to run out there in winter to eat breakie.
Now that they've got a car, they have slightly more freedom. Williana is popularity aspiration, and needs to collect more friends, and Wilandra really needs to find someone she can be coerced to romance. So, they went to check out some places downtown.
First stop: Fast Lane Bowling, or something like that.
Sorry, but I can't help taking bowling pictures. :)
Those balls they use must be made from foam rubber, or something.
Yes, go make friends! Socialize!
This is Tina Thayer. She may possibly be the unknown mother of Meadow, but I seriously hope not. For one... look at her, and for two...
If she IS her mother, then she must have abandoned her at birth. That would make for a really good back-story, though. I think I'll run with it.
Wilandra: NOOGIENOOGIENOOOOOOOGIE!
Meadow: OWWWW my scalp!!!
Let's just say Meadow didn't like Wilandra much.
Doesn't really matter, though. Wilandra only needs a boytoy. It's Williana who needs a bunch of pals.
Meadow: Oh my gosh, I LOVE your hair!
Uh, you don't need to do that, pumpkin. Why do I have the neatest ISBI Sims of all time?
Is it just me, or does that stuff he's cooking up look a bit suspect?
Anyway, there were no boys at the bowling place, and the girls were getting hungry, so they went to the 50s Diner. Seriously, Williana? Spaghetti, which you can make at home any time?
Oh, and I've discovered why half of my picture shows sky or plumbobs. The camera captures things outside of my screen. I honestly didn't think there was anything outside.
Yeah, that's a better choice.
Wilandra: I heard about a lady who sued a restaurant because she found a roach in her lasagna. That's like a total over-reaction. I wouldn't do that, I'm used to roaches.
TMI, darling.
There was a teen guy present, but he looked too derpy.
They still smustle like it's 2004!
Anyway, it was impossible to get the waitress to come over, so the girls decided to leave.
First time I've seen the evil witch. I think I need to get the no-overlay hack.
Back home, Williana had a nap, and broke in the BBQ.
Henry brought home Mr. Perma-Frost from work. He doesn't like tickling.
Mr. Perma-Frost: My nerve-endings are dead. :(
Williana continues the proud tradition of gardening in your nightwear.
Since the first outing was a fiasco, the girls went out again on Sunday. Alexandra came along.
They went to a skating-rink that I plopped into the main hood. I didn't remember that TS2 kids are automatically good at skating.
Older Sims, however... But the place was fairly boring, and none of the kids were particularly interested in skating.
They went to another bowling alley instead, where Wilandra started showing the usual signs of need.
Awww, they look so cute and normal! Just an ordinary bunch of siblings on a family day out...
O HAI! It's the waitress who drops the tray on the customers! I was really hoping she would do that - on someone else!
They got their food, though, and Wilandra avoided starvation.
As soon as she got home, however...
Wilandra: *SCHNAFFZ!*
Can Sims get worms? Just wondering.
If I recreate the Athertons as TS3 Sims (I'm planning on playing their "back story"), Williana is going to have the "Loves the Outdoors" trait for sure.
She finally found the playground. :) It only took about two weeks.
Williana tries to befriend the wolves, because the Athertons are totally crazy enough to keep one as a pet.
What's this? The delivery man found the house?
I think this picture goes here.
She'll also have the "Green Thumb" trait. :)
Their preferred homework spots ensure that both the front door and the bathroom are blocked for a couple of hours.
Morris: Um, excuse me? Majorly poopy baby here needs a bath.
Williana: Sorry Dad, but our education is more important than your offended sense of smell.
Wilandra: Yeah, you can just wash her in the sink.
Williana: Hi, Meadow? I'm calling you because I'm hoarding best friends, and I wonder if you want to be my fifth best friend? You do? Awesome!!!
Bush Princess: I've been given orders to accept you into the Brotherhood of Mother Nature, even though you failed to protect your plants from getting moths.
Williana: I'm in? Sweet!
The ladybugs killed off most of the moths, but one stubborn plant needed to be sprayed. And while Williana was taking care of her plants instead of her even less sentient family, a new roach apocalypse occurred in the front yard.
I didn't take many pictures, but pretty much all the six uncontrollables who were able to walk took turns stomping roaches in the yard all night and crying. Occasionally, someone would kick over the bin, attracting even more roaches.
Even the normally stoic Williana was affected by the amount of fail.
Wilandra: I love the smell of pesticides in the morning!
Evie: TAKE ME WITH YOU!!!
Apparently, Alexandra is no longer stupidest in school.
Alexandra: Hi Dad! I did best in class on the test!
I wish Karen would do that!
Williana started teaching Evie the toddlers skills, in hope that her life would be easier if she could walk herself over to the potty and use it. How do people do it in the three days a Sim is a toddler? I don't get it!
When did she get fat? I'm not going to ask how, because she periodically survives on chips and cookies.
The summer had been a solid SNAFU, so the girls got to have a mini-holiday on a beach lot I built. Wilandra wasted no time showing her mental age.
Breakdancer: Um, help! The base of my skull is jammed underneath my clavicula. I'm in agonizing pain. Could anyone help pry my head loose, please?
Breakdancer: Or alternatively call an ambulance? Is anyone here a chiropractor? Oww my spine, I can feel it splintering.
That's right! Use sun-block! We don't want any stupid, red burns.
Watching her sunbathing was very boring, though. So she didn't get a tan.
Wilandra proved that the BBQs are accessible, and that the stomping townies were just extra stupid.
Breakdancer: Hello? Anyone? I think I've dislocated my Medulla Oblongata. That's a part of the brain, FYI.
Then she went inside the café to serve it, and I couldn't understand why since there was a lot of tables nearby.
Ivy: Hi, Wilandra! I didn't know you worked here as a waitress! Did you drop out of school permanently?
Wilandra: Ehh, no... I'm... volunteering!
Just proof that she actually bathed.
Then I figured out that the chairs I'd placed were not for dining. Oooops! So I exited to neighbourhood, and played the day over again.
The main difference second time around was that Vanessa came along, and that the good witch showed up to do some sparkly tricks.
The night ended with a beach party with Ivy, Andrea and Tiffany Zarubin of the Garden Club.
The tomatoes were finally grown, but thanks to the plants having been sickly all along, they turned out "bland".
I added a conservatory to the back of the house, so they could have vegetables during the winter.
Williana planted strawberries, and gained her silver badge. :D She loves gardening. It's how she gets her fun up before doing homework.
Oh, well. The bland tomatoes were good enough to make sparkly grilled cheese.
This slightly terrifying chick is Tina Zarubin, one of those randomly named downtownies. Her face was odd, so I tried to fix it by replacing her mouth and jaw. I think I just added insult to injury.
Gwen, the other girl who came home with the kids, isn't half bad. I put in a stereo, in hopes that Williana could influence Alex to exercise. I really don't like the TS2 fat-morphs. But that was useless, and now everyone is Smustling all over the place.
Lady: GRRR! GRRRRRR! Run away, blondie*! Or I will DEVOUR YOUR SOUL!
*Gwen
Lady: Hang on... No, I won't. I'm just a cute little puppy. The mean blondie scares me!
Williana: Pffff, you're not a were-wolf! You're just a big, fluffy dog.
Vanessa: Dear Mrs. Hawkesworth, the reason Williana has not completed the assignment that was due today, is that a wolf ran into our pet-proofed house, and proceded to rip the assignment booklet to tiny smithereens. As her mother, I give you my word of honour that this is what really happened.
Williana: Bad puppy! BAAAAD puppy! That was VERY naughty!
Lady then slunk out of the house, and didn't show up for the rest of the week.
If Tina's teeth were a bit disturbing, it was nothing compared to Danielle, whose eyes had fallen into the huge, black holes in her face.
Seriously, the Ws got horrifying friends, very fitting for an ISBI.
The next visitor was Alicia Something, who Williana didn't seem too keen on being friends with at first. Alicia is one of the illigitimate children of Jon Smith Tricou.
Vanessa: Yes, I do know it's not summer. What exactly did you mean?
Jany Massy, who Williana immediately rolled the want to be friends with.
I spent some of Williana's aspiration points on a weather machine, so she could ensure a very snowy winter with many snow days. Wilandra and Alex were once again behind on homework, and needed some days to catch up.
Thriving strawberries, thanks to the greenhouse lights and Williana's skill badges. :D For some reason, she also became BFFs with Meadow while working in the greenhouse, and shot up to platinum.
And with platinum down, it was time to brew Smart Milk! Yeah, the rooms got a little touch-up. Because they really needed new wallpaper and carpet, when their house still got four rooms (Well... seven if you count the bathrooms and green house), and they all still share a bedroom as the asylum inmates they are.
After being fed radioactive goop, Evie's brain went hi-wire and she learned to walk...
...AND use the potty! Silly me thought that would drastically improve her life, and make sure she never had a tantrum again.
Status of the rest of the family, while Williana and Evie had success? As usual, I'd say.
Williana: Yes, Mister Exterminator, Sir. I know it's the third time I call you in three days, but we've got roaches again, and my mother is at the end of her wits. Please come and spray again!
It's stupid Wilandra who kicks over the bin most of the time. She's in solid aspiration failure due to not having any romance in her life.
SCORE!
Just when I think this family has reached the stage where they've become comptent and boring, they deliver the fail and prove that they're still idiots. Enjoy this picture of them having a quiet late supper.
Williana went down to Sue's Seekrit Kitchen, to see if she could bag the first prize. At first the competition didn't seem so tough, since the first opponent had only made some slices with banana. And then came a guy with lobster, and I was like "Awww, crap!"
Aaaaargh plumbob! I thought I had disabled them, juighfjuflignrfhghgerf!!!!!
And surprise, Lobster Man won.
Since Wilandra never brings home any guys she can be influenced to flirt with, and get out of her miserable emotional state, I sent her along with the most of the family out to mingle. This is pretty much how it panned out. Wilandra ignored the two teenage boys to play red hands with Williana or Alex. Alexandra got aquainted with Mr. Penthouse Suit, who wore a sweater for the occasion. Milena was outside, making snow angels, and Morris mostly hang out in the guys' toilet.
This guy wasn't too shabby, but it was impossible to influence Wilandra to even talk to him, or him to her.
Alexandra: My parents run a roach breeding farm. It's true! They're the biggest one around, larger than hamsters. I brought one to Show and Tell once, but Mrs. Swiller started screaming and peed on the floor. And now I'm not allowed to bring pets to school anymore.
Operation Make Wilandra Talk to Guys was a fiasco.
The Athertons, now also with alcoholic children.
Yeah, this pretty much sums up the winter they had.
Henry is still made of win. And he still hasn't had a single promotion. Since he barely pulls any weight financially, I'm trying to come up with ways of making him useful. Maybe he could become a pottery slave or something.
Okay, NOW it's an ISBI! There was a problem with Evie, where she became too tired to eat and too hungry to sleep. Since toddlers are immune to death by starvation, she just kept passing out inbetween screaming fits. Everyone else were kept awake, and their motives dropped into orange. After a day and a half of that, I cheated and maxed her motives. In the mean time, two people had peed themselves in the bedroom, and Wilandra in the livingroom. No pictures, because I was fed up and played on 3x.
In order to prevent more angry Athertons from kicking the bin, I surrounded it with a fence that's locked to everyone except Williana. I'll have to be very vigilant about the trash, though. Or maybe hire a maid, since NPCs seem to be able to pass through locked doors.
Half of the household are now fat, including Miss Always-on-the-Brink-of-Starvation, here. It's still a long way before they can afford a pool, so in order to lure them out and do some exercise, I invested in a basketball hoop and a goal. The Ws played for all of 30 seconds before it wasn't fun anymore. They did gain enthusiasm for sport, though, so who knows.
And that's all from the Athertons for now.
I didn't even know there were in-game poses! Sure, they're cheesy as cheese doodles, but I couldn't resist subjecting Williana to a few of them.
I love this girl!
Anywayz, they're not as skint broke as they used to be, so they could afford to make a small "patio" out front. They got crappy chairs, though, so they won't be too tempted to run out there in winter to eat breakie.
Now that they've got a car, they have slightly more freedom. Williana is popularity aspiration, and needs to collect more friends, and Wilandra really needs to find someone she can be coerced to romance. So, they went to check out some places downtown.
First stop: Fast Lane Bowling, or something like that.
Sorry, but I can't help taking bowling pictures. :)
Those balls they use must be made from foam rubber, or something.
Yes, go make friends! Socialize!
This is Tina Thayer. She may possibly be the unknown mother of Meadow, but I seriously hope not. For one... look at her, and for two...
If she IS her mother, then she must have abandoned her at birth. That would make for a really good back-story, though. I think I'll run with it.
Wilandra: NOOGIENOOGIENOOOOOOOGIE!
Meadow: OWWWW my scalp!!!
Let's just say Meadow didn't like Wilandra much.
Doesn't really matter, though. Wilandra only needs a boytoy. It's Williana who needs a bunch of pals.
Meadow: Oh my gosh, I LOVE your hair!
Uh, you don't need to do that, pumpkin. Why do I have the neatest ISBI Sims of all time?
Is it just me, or does that stuff he's cooking up look a bit suspect?
Anyway, there were no boys at the bowling place, and the girls were getting hungry, so they went to the 50s Diner. Seriously, Williana? Spaghetti, which you can make at home any time?
Oh, and I've discovered why half of my picture shows sky or plumbobs. The camera captures things outside of my screen. I honestly didn't think there was anything outside.
Yeah, that's a better choice.
Wilandra: I heard about a lady who sued a restaurant because she found a roach in her lasagna. That's like a total over-reaction. I wouldn't do that, I'm used to roaches.
TMI, darling.
There was a teen guy present, but he looked too derpy.
They still smustle like it's 2004!
Anyway, it was impossible to get the waitress to come over, so the girls decided to leave.
First time I've seen the evil witch. I think I need to get the no-overlay hack.
Back home, Williana had a nap, and broke in the BBQ.
Henry brought home Mr. Perma-Frost from work. He doesn't like tickling.
Mr. Perma-Frost: My nerve-endings are dead. :(
Williana continues the proud tradition of gardening in your nightwear.
Since the first outing was a fiasco, the girls went out again on Sunday. Alexandra came along.
They went to a skating-rink that I plopped into the main hood. I didn't remember that TS2 kids are automatically good at skating.
Older Sims, however... But the place was fairly boring, and none of the kids were particularly interested in skating.
They went to another bowling alley instead, where Wilandra started showing the usual signs of need.
Awww, they look so cute and normal! Just an ordinary bunch of siblings on a family day out...
O HAI! It's the waitress who drops the tray on the customers! I was really hoping she would do that - on someone else!
They got their food, though, and Wilandra avoided starvation.
As soon as she got home, however...
Wilandra: *SCHNAFFZ!*
Can Sims get worms? Just wondering.
If I recreate the Athertons as TS3 Sims (I'm planning on playing their "back story"), Williana is going to have the "Loves the Outdoors" trait for sure.
She finally found the playground. :) It only took about two weeks.
Williana tries to befriend the wolves, because the Athertons are totally crazy enough to keep one as a pet.
What's this? The delivery man found the house?
I think this picture goes here.
She'll also have the "Green Thumb" trait. :)
Their preferred homework spots ensure that both the front door and the bathroom are blocked for a couple of hours.
Morris: Um, excuse me? Majorly poopy baby here needs a bath.
Williana: Sorry Dad, but our education is more important than your offended sense of smell.
Wilandra: Yeah, you can just wash her in the sink.
Williana: Hi, Meadow? I'm calling you because I'm hoarding best friends, and I wonder if you want to be my fifth best friend? You do? Awesome!!!
Bush Princess: I've been given orders to accept you into the Brotherhood of Mother Nature, even though you failed to protect your plants from getting moths.
Williana: I'm in? Sweet!
The ladybugs killed off most of the moths, but one stubborn plant needed to be sprayed. And while Williana was taking care of her plants instead of her even less sentient family, a new roach apocalypse occurred in the front yard.
I didn't take many pictures, but pretty much all the six uncontrollables who were able to walk took turns stomping roaches in the yard all night and crying. Occasionally, someone would kick over the bin, attracting even more roaches.
Even the normally stoic Williana was affected by the amount of fail.
Wilandra: I love the smell of pesticides in the morning!
Evie: TAKE ME WITH YOU!!!
Apparently, Alexandra is no longer stupidest in school.
Alexandra: Hi Dad! I did best in class on the test!
I wish Karen would do that!
Williana started teaching Evie the toddlers skills, in hope that her life would be easier if she could walk herself over to the potty and use it. How do people do it in the three days a Sim is a toddler? I don't get it!
When did she get fat? I'm not going to ask how, because she periodically survives on chips and cookies.
The summer had been a solid SNAFU, so the girls got to have a mini-holiday on a beach lot I built. Wilandra wasted no time showing her mental age.
Breakdancer: Um, help! The base of my skull is jammed underneath my clavicula. I'm in agonizing pain. Could anyone help pry my head loose, please?
Breakdancer: Or alternatively call an ambulance? Is anyone here a chiropractor? Oww my spine, I can feel it splintering.
That's right! Use sun-block! We don't want any stupid, red burns.
Watching her sunbathing was very boring, though. So she didn't get a tan.
Wilandra proved that the BBQs are accessible, and that the stomping townies were just extra stupid.
Breakdancer: Hello? Anyone? I think I've dislocated my Medulla Oblongata. That's a part of the brain, FYI.
Then she went inside the café to serve it, and I couldn't understand why since there was a lot of tables nearby.
Ivy: Hi, Wilandra! I didn't know you worked here as a waitress! Did you drop out of school permanently?
Wilandra: Ehh, no... I'm... volunteering!
Just proof that she actually bathed.
Then I figured out that the chairs I'd placed were not for dining. Oooops! So I exited to neighbourhood, and played the day over again.
The main difference second time around was that Vanessa came along, and that the good witch showed up to do some sparkly tricks.
The night ended with a beach party with Ivy, Andrea and Tiffany Zarubin of the Garden Club.
The tomatoes were finally grown, but thanks to the plants having been sickly all along, they turned out "bland".
I added a conservatory to the back of the house, so they could have vegetables during the winter.
Williana planted strawberries, and gained her silver badge. :D She loves gardening. It's how she gets her fun up before doing homework.
Oh, well. The bland tomatoes were good enough to make sparkly grilled cheese.
This slightly terrifying chick is Tina Zarubin, one of those randomly named downtownies. Her face was odd, so I tried to fix it by replacing her mouth and jaw. I think I just added insult to injury.
Gwen, the other girl who came home with the kids, isn't half bad. I put in a stereo, in hopes that Williana could influence Alex to exercise. I really don't like the TS2 fat-morphs. But that was useless, and now everyone is Smustling all over the place.
Lady: GRRR! GRRRRRR! Run away, blondie*! Or I will DEVOUR YOUR SOUL!
*Gwen
Lady: Hang on... No, I won't. I'm just a cute little puppy. The mean blondie scares me!
Williana: Pffff, you're not a were-wolf! You're just a big, fluffy dog.
Vanessa: Dear Mrs. Hawkesworth, the reason Williana has not completed the assignment that was due today, is that a wolf ran into our pet-proofed house, and proceded to rip the assignment booklet to tiny smithereens. As her mother, I give you my word of honour that this is what really happened.
Williana: Bad puppy! BAAAAD puppy! That was VERY naughty!
Lady then slunk out of the house, and didn't show up for the rest of the week.
If Tina's teeth were a bit disturbing, it was nothing compared to Danielle, whose eyes had fallen into the huge, black holes in her face.
Seriously, the Ws got horrifying friends, very fitting for an ISBI.
The next visitor was Alicia Something, who Williana didn't seem too keen on being friends with at first. Alicia is one of the illigitimate children of Jon Smith Tricou.
Vanessa: Yes, I do know it's not summer. What exactly did you mean?
Jany Massy, who Williana immediately rolled the want to be friends with.
I spent some of Williana's aspiration points on a weather machine, so she could ensure a very snowy winter with many snow days. Wilandra and Alex were once again behind on homework, and needed some days to catch up.
Thriving strawberries, thanks to the greenhouse lights and Williana's skill badges. :D For some reason, she also became BFFs with Meadow while working in the greenhouse, and shot up to platinum.
And with platinum down, it was time to brew Smart Milk! Yeah, the rooms got a little touch-up. Because they really needed new wallpaper and carpet, when their house still got four rooms (Well... seven if you count the bathrooms and green house), and they all still share a bedroom as the asylum inmates they are.
After being fed radioactive goop, Evie's brain went hi-wire and she learned to walk...
...AND use the potty! Silly me thought that would drastically improve her life, and make sure she never had a tantrum again.
Status of the rest of the family, while Williana and Evie had success? As usual, I'd say.
Williana: Yes, Mister Exterminator, Sir. I know it's the third time I call you in three days, but we've got roaches again, and my mother is at the end of her wits. Please come and spray again!
It's stupid Wilandra who kicks over the bin most of the time. She's in solid aspiration failure due to not having any romance in her life.
SCORE!
Just when I think this family has reached the stage where they've become comptent and boring, they deliver the fail and prove that they're still idiots. Enjoy this picture of them having a quiet late supper.
Williana went down to Sue's Seekrit Kitchen, to see if she could bag the first prize. At first the competition didn't seem so tough, since the first opponent had only made some slices with banana. And then came a guy with lobster, and I was like "Awww, crap!"
Aaaaargh plumbob! I thought I had disabled them, juighfjuflignrfhghgerf!!!!!
And surprise, Lobster Man won.
Since Wilandra never brings home any guys she can be influenced to flirt with, and get out of her miserable emotional state, I sent her along with the most of the family out to mingle. This is pretty much how it panned out. Wilandra ignored the two teenage boys to play red hands with Williana or Alex. Alexandra got aquainted with Mr. Penthouse Suit, who wore a sweater for the occasion. Milena was outside, making snow angels, and Morris mostly hang out in the guys' toilet.
This guy wasn't too shabby, but it was impossible to influence Wilandra to even talk to him, or him to her.
Alexandra: My parents run a roach breeding farm. It's true! They're the biggest one around, larger than hamsters. I brought one to Show and Tell once, but Mrs. Swiller started screaming and peed on the floor. And now I'm not allowed to bring pets to school anymore.
Operation Make Wilandra Talk to Guys was a fiasco.
The Athertons, now also with alcoholic children.
Yeah, this pretty much sums up the winter they had.
Henry is still made of win. And he still hasn't had a single promotion. Since he barely pulls any weight financially, I'm trying to come up with ways of making him useful. Maybe he could become a pottery slave or something.
Okay, NOW it's an ISBI! There was a problem with Evie, where she became too tired to eat and too hungry to sleep. Since toddlers are immune to death by starvation, she just kept passing out inbetween screaming fits. Everyone else were kept awake, and their motives dropped into orange. After a day and a half of that, I cheated and maxed her motives. In the mean time, two people had peed themselves in the bedroom, and Wilandra in the livingroom. No pictures, because I was fed up and played on 3x.
In order to prevent more angry Athertons from kicking the bin, I surrounded it with a fence that's locked to everyone except Williana. I'll have to be very vigilant about the trash, though. Or maybe hire a maid, since NPCs seem to be able to pass through locked doors.
Half of the household are now fat, including Miss Always-on-the-Brink-of-Starvation, here. It's still a long way before they can afford a pool, so in order to lure them out and do some exercise, I invested in a basketball hoop and a goal. The Ws played for all of 30 seconds before it wasn't fun anymore. They did gain enthusiasm for sport, though, so who knows.
And that's all from the Athertons for now.
