The MacAvoy ISBI - Generation 4.5!

[tigeranne]

Warning: This entry contains half a Sim-bum. If that bothers you, proceed with caution.

It's been a while since we last saw the slightly idiotic MacAvoy family in action, so you may want to refresh your memory a little on what happened last time. In case you don't feel like reading the whole past entry again, here's a short summary:



Lora is the best mother this family has ever seen. She's probably one of the best mothers my game has ever seen. All her children got taught their toddler skills, and aged up pretty well. The first two kids look like copies of their Dad, Fred, so the twins are the only candidates for Heir this time around. So far, Alice has been the most promising of them, in addition to honestly being the prettiest. Sadie has shown tendencies towards being more of a typical ISBI-brat, and seems to have low nice-points. Lora and Fred are twu wuw 5evar.


Lora's contemplating how much better her life is than her mother's, at the same periode in her life. Poor Jen. The Failocalypse wasn't really her fault.


Hobby Dude: Sorry to be barging into your toilet break like this, but you're invited to a secret lot. If your Mom will bring you there.


I saw Donna wearing this green underwear-like outfit, and thought "Yay me! I got a replacement for the elder undies!" But it was apparently her swimsuit.


Awww, poor Fred. He shouldn't have to wear hand-me-downs that used to belong to Reuben (and in-story, to Douglas). After all, he's a company CEO.


Balin's back!


Lora: And who's a nice fluffy-wuffy?


Lora: Would fluffy-wuffy like a dog bisquit?


Lora: I wish our dogs had been nice, like this one!


Sadie is a true ISBI Sim, and mostly lives in her underwear. I should probably download some more covering stuff for the Macs, because I keep thinking they look so cold.


What's the matter, Annabelle? Don't you like burned cardboard pizza?


Oh no! BUGS! I think I know who knocked over the rubbish, but I don't have any evidence.


Sadie: How could this happen at OUR house? :(

The kids in this generation have grown up relatively sheltered, compared to their mother and her predecessors. Back at the old house, everyone had the flu all the time.


Alice still loves the cats. Indiana seems to be everyone's favourite. He's the one who's always picked up and played with.


Yay! Never let the boss win at Word Bingo!


The twins get along really well, despite how different they seem to be. All the kids are friends. This generation has almost been too easy. Also: Sadie, get your butt indoors. You'll freeze solid.


Donna: Thank you for taking me out. I can't believe I've got to go out twice in a lifetime!

Lora: No probs. I hope you had a nap before we left, this time.

I'm going to be better about having the Torch Holder take the Idiots out more. They went to The Bog, to socialize and entertain themselves for a few hours.


OHAI! It's Liranda! (And Annie.)


Liranda: All the pins are Bertha Hortence! Except for the one who's Edgar.


Hello there! This girl made a cameo with the Starblooms, but I couldn't remember her name at the time. It's Nicole Darrell. She's a re-make of a really fugly premade I found in the BS bin. Now she's probably THE most beautiful teen I have in my game.


Lora: Hi, Grandma! Haven't seen you in a few decades! How is everyone over at the Mansion?

Helena: Your Mom is fine. She's still dating Jerome. Uncle Alfie is dead, as you probably know. Cousin Bertie looks a lot like Aunt Weedy. Francie's married Sharkey, and hates her father-in-law.

Yes, I know. They have to hang out more.


Donna: How do you fuuuun? I have never did fun!


Nicole was actually on an outing with Annie, by the looks of it. I love when my Sims make friends on their own. (I also love it when they make enemies on their own, but that's for different reasons.)


Annie didn't do her homework for government class. She hopes Nicole can help her.


Donna: I don't like bowling! I don't know how to do the bowling!


Lora was about to order a yummski filet mignon, when Wesley peed his pants, and it was best to get him home.


Wesley: I just know Trilby and Gargarney are going to find out, somehow.


Lora decided to sleep in Donna's bed, for some reason.


Meanwhile, Donna had somehow managed to get herself trapped in the tiny empty room that supports the second floor fireplace.


Donna: Zzzz... I don't want to do the funs again, ever. ZzzZZzz...


Sadie sang a Miley Cyrus tune on the karaoke, because she was dressed for that.


Sadie: I think we should get some more pets!

Lora: We'll have to think about it, darling. Pets are a great responsibility, and we've already got three cats and the invisible fishes you always forget to feed. *thinks* Okay, we'll get a kitten. :D


Sadie: I'm gonna have a lot of kids, when I become Heir. This family's gonna be as huge as it was back in your old house!

Lora: You've got some work to do on your Heirship, missy.


That's nothing new.


Oh, look who one of the kids brought home from school. In case you don't read the Starbloom Travecy (but for some reason read this), it's supposed to be Jacob Black from Twilight. I didn't make any effort what so ever to make him look properly Native American, since that could seem like a racial caricature. It's supposed to be a travesty, after all, so everything in it is parody. I don't want to legit upset anyone. Instead I went with the "tan white guy"-look from the movies.


Annabelle: Yeah, hi. I'm Annabelle, the doomed, forgotten child of this family. My only prospects in life are to graduate high school, hang around at home in depression, and pee on the floor while I wait to get prematurely old and die from Alzheimer when I'm 30. I'm a loser. Are you sure you wanna hang out?


Jacob: You think you have it rough? I live with Edward, and I have to look at his ugly face while I'm eating. That's having it hard.


Jacob: Look! I'm automatically cleaning up your trash, because I'm so used to being the slave at home!

(I haven't actually played the Cullen family, who I moved him in with, so I have no idea what his homelife is like. He's probably exaggerating.)


Wow! She's close to the top now! She may actually become a Captain Hero.


One of the cats thinks it's a husky.


Then I was a bit quick on the finger. I thought "Hey, this would be a good time to save!" but instead I ended up clicking the neighbourhood button. The pop-up asked me if I wanted to save before exiting, and I accidentally clicked on "no". So, they hadn't met Jacob anymore, and Donna was trapped in the wall again.


Wesley: I wouldn't blame you if you sent me away from here, Mom. I must be a disgrace of a son, and I would be so ashamed of me that I'd pack me a suitcase and put me on the first train to anywhere else!

Annabelle: Yeah, and me too!


This time, Lora found the right bed. Fred's learned to sleep with his eyes open, because in business, you need to watch your back all the time.


It had to happen, didn't it? Poor Annabelle.


Then Indiana couldn't find the food dish, and was starving to death.


OH NOES! It's the pet cop! She's gonna... oops! I accidentally quit without saving again. x) I'm soooo clumsy, sometimes.


Fred: How many times do I have to live this horrorble day?


Yeah, the cruise-control couldn't last forever. This is, and will always be, and ISBI.


New order of priorities: The four-legged kids get fed first. If there's still any time, then the two-legged ones get food. They feed them at school, anyway.


Indiana and Kendrick: Omnomnomnomnom...


Annabelle: I love blackberry porridge. It looks like the raw meat my wolf sisters eat in the bleak light of the harvest moon.

I think this is the edgiest any of my teenager Sims have dressed yet. And I theeeenk she might have snuck a wonder-bra under her skimpy shirt.


Sadie? Are you trying to score Heir-points?


Sadie: You'll vote for me, won't you, Kendrick?


I forced everyone into everyday clothing, so I could have a nice, normal picture of two relatives eating breakfast.


Donna: I have no fuuuuns! Why did Mom have to have Lora, when she already had me to be the Heir?!


Hooray! FINALLY!!! He's been a teenager since the twins were toddlers!


I suspected Donna didn't have much more than a day or so left. In order to extend her life a little, and possibly send her off in a better state, I had Lora take her entire family to the camp.


Lora and Donna did some sisterly bonding.


Wesley and Annabelle got out some aggro.


OY! CAREFUL! Don't punch an old lady!


Wesley: I have a baaad feeling about this!

Annabelle: Oh no, I love it here! It's dark and cold and lonely, just like the deep forests where my true family hunt the majestic caribou and howl at the moon.


The twins must have defective cold-sensors.


Edgar: You wanna come along on my travels, you say? Have you got any experience with dinosaurs? Do you know how to operate a time-machine? I could always use an assistant. My kids don't have much time to help their old Pa.


Tim, you're engaged to Edna Magpie. And Lora's got a husband nearby.


Hey, it's Francie and Louise. :) Long time no see, ladies!


And Elmer, you're engaged to Ettie. You know, the one who may get an alternate life as the GF of a serial killer. Ettie's kinda scary, so you may want to be careful with looking at other women.


Edgar: Brrr! It's so cold the juice freezes! I didn't want a slushy. Someone will pay!


Ettie's gonna kill him.


Annabelle: Playing pool is sooooo Lone Wolf.


Fred met William and Corby. Will's the tragically gothic BF of Riana Starbloom, the twin sister of his first flirt. Corby's a townie I made as a potential husband for some Heir. He's made from Wilandra, the craziest and most dangerous teenager my game's ever produced. Hopefully he doesn't have any of her personality.


Wesley: I don't know how to hunt my own fooooood! Feed meeee!


Belinda Duckling: Nice to meet you. I don't know if you've noticed, but three out of your four children are on the verge of death by starvation.

Lora: Yes, I know. They have no training in how to use the vending machines.

Belinda was made by alittlestrange, and was the co-founder of her amazing prettacy. (But you probably know that.)


Back home, Donna hadn't even had time to wipe the snow off her feet before Grimmy took her to the Hawaiian party. She didn't get a platinum ticket. :( Goodbye, Donna. You would probably have been a good heir. Maybe one day you'll get to be in another legacy, and have descendents of your own.


She didn't have much, poor Donna.


Annabelle dropped her tough act, and cried her heart out.


Alice also took it pretty hard.


It was pretty close that Grim didn't have to make another couple of orders for the Luau.


Awww. :'(


Annabelle: I know cats are loners, but you can be a part of my pack if you want to!


Yessss!


Anyway, it was time to get that kitten. All the current ones were males, so I decided on the little female kitten. She was listed as aggressive, but I thought I'd take the risk.


Here she is! :D


Annabelle: Didn't you die?

Remington Wren: No, I apparently didn't. Why does everyone ask?

Annabelle: Because we saw it on TV. You were lying in the middle of the road, all run over, with your head rolling away down the hill.

Remington: Oh, that silly show! I needed some extra money to expand my attic, and I agreed to be in an episode. I'm sure they'd hire you in a heartbeat.


Indiana surveys his kingdom.


Arcadia: LOLOL there's that kid who peed himself!


Wesley: AND I'VE GOT ZITS!


Wesley: I can't show my face outside again! BOO HOOO!

Alice: Zzzzzzhut up!


I decided it was time they spend some of their §100k, so they hired a gardener to come by and pick all the weeds that grow in the pet-puddles.


Oh, Alice... You were SO close. Please don't get all faily on us now, when your sister's suddenly interested in competing for the Heirship.


This popped up five seconds or so later.


Fred's retired, and can bum around in his underpants all day.


And his pension is more than most spouses's salary has been.


Wesley: Why won't the BBQ get warm???


Elise Harris' parents are still pawning her off on all their colleagues.


Donna's urn got left in the TV den for a couple of day, before I remembered to send her off to St. Michael's. One day I should probably load that lot, and arrange it all nicely.


Elise: I love you, Freddy! You've been more of a Dad to me than my Dad has EVER been. I'm gonna miss you now that you're retired!

Wesley: Maybe I used too much gasoline on the hot-dogs.


This is Gordon. He's still around.


And Lora still loves her husband.


Emmy's growing up with some good rolemodels.


Annabelle: Teach her well, Indy!


Kendrick! Noooo! That soup's for Wesley's birthday party!


Lora: I think we can still eat it. Kendrick's just had his worm pills.


Lora: BAAAAAD Kendrick!


Wesley: There's a whisker in my soup!

Lora: Nonsense. It's a fiber from the onion.


Quinten, AKA the butler they had when she was a little kid.


Hooray! The Heir, whoever it will be, will get to ask for Perma-Plat right away, and any pesky LTWs can be merrily ignored.


The girls get along like peas and carrots. It's going to be sad to break up the twins, and see Annabelle go the same way as Donna, Nikkie, Jonathan, Heather and Elenora.


Wesley: Mom, I feel like a dweeb!

Lora: Five minutes from now, it won't even fit anymore. This dress looks terrible with my hair!

Wesley: It looks terrible on someone your age, no matter.


Last look at teenaged Wesley, zits and all, before he blows out the candles.


Wesley: I wish to be abducted by Aliens, and never returned to this house!


Nice suit...


Oops.


Crap. He grew up into a really tragic creeper track-suit, and is probably about to have a nervous breakdown in three... two...


...one.


And we leave off here, with Wesley's marbles scattered all over the place. 4.6 will probably be up tomorrow, and we'll see how he celebrates his coming of age, once he recovers his wits.

Comments

[alittlestrange.livejournal.com]

New Mac update! I'm so happy to see your families again, one by one!

Indiana seems to be everyone's favourite. He's the one who's always picked up and played with.

It's probably that beautiful coat of his, coupled with those green eyes. He's gorgeous.

Donna: How do you fuuuun? I have never did fun!

LOL poor Donna. Fun is a learned behavior, apparently. The Dimwit uncontrollables can't do the fun, either.

Sadie sang a Miley Cyrus tune on the karaoke, because she was dressed for that.

XD Miley would probably think she was too covered up.

Uh-oh, Annabelle is ready to make a more appropriate cameo in the travecy, I think.

And Elmer, you're engaged to Ettie. You know, the one who may get an alternate life as the GF of a serial killer.

Are we talking Kevin Duckling here? I've got her all ready in my neighborhood, and she and Kevin have met, but I haven't the chance to pursue their relationship any further. It's been a crazy year.

LOL at Elmer's wardrobe malfunction. Caused by default replacements, was it? It's hard to match them up so stuff like that doesn't happen. XD

Aww, Belinda. Why do I still think she's so cute?

Poor Donna. At least she died with a smile on her face.

Uh, Quinten, I'm not at all sure that's appropriate.

Poor Wesley, not just for growing up badly, but in an ugly suit, too. Well, it's not so much the suit as the shape of it.

This was a fun way to spend an evening! Thanks for posting. I hope the next part will be up tomorrow!

[tigerannesims2.livejournal.com]

I'm about to start writing the next part now, so looks like your wish may come true. :)

Indiana is a really interesting cat. He's got such a distinct appearance, in addition to being a total derp.

Annabelle will feature a bit in the coming Starbloom updates. They already know her as Simon's ill-destined niece who likes Murder Rock. But spoilers.

Yeah, I was talking about your adoption of Ettie, and her inevitable pairing with Kevin. They'll make such a cute, undead serial-murdering couple.

I took out a whole lot of my default replacements. They're available as non-defaults in more colours, and I don't need double up. Being totally lazy, I haven't gotten around to put in new defaults.

Belinda IS cute!

Yeah, Wesley's fallen hard. As you'll see in the coming update, he's definitely the grandchild of Curtis... :(

[simlili.livejournal.com]

I've missed this people :)
Rest in peace, poor Donna.
Fingers crossed for Emerald having interesting looks. But if not, she's still awesome, she's a cat.
Kendrick is beautiful!

The world needs more ISBI updates, it would be a better place then :)

[tigerannesims2.livejournal.com]

I'm slowly working on putting together 5.1, but I'm still struggling to reclaim my bwain from the little bugs that have been living in it. :(

Poor Donna! She hung on a little longer than Nikkie, but her life was at least as joyless. There will always be cats in the MacAvoy house. They're the only link most of those poor people have to sanity.