Welcome back to the Fallens. Last chapter we came back from an unintentional hiatus, and between the baby skilling and LTW grinding, Peace got impregnated by aliens. So far it seems like everyone’s excited for a little baby alien…….
*Nervous laughter that devolves into sobbing*
Serenity: “That’s NOT fair! I want an IF to play with toooo!” *Screams and smashes her thumbs off*
I actually think the junkyard has the entire collection of IFs now though, now that I think about it. They remind me of little cheap McDonald’s trinkets you get in happy meals. I’d collect them.
That’s not my fault. Well it could be. Happiness has a bunch of shows he does around town, and since he’s still making us a lot of money, I can’t help that he gets confused and ends up bumming it around town because he can’t remember his own route home until like, two hours, before his next show.
Briana: “Actually I do not think we’ve ever even met. Anyway, it’s nice to find a fellow hobo as styish as me. What’s yo numbah?”
While we are standing outside of the school though, let’s skulk around looking at more potential heirs shall we?
Jarrett: “Wow, rude. It’s just a poorly unrendered plant.”
He’s growing up way too fast. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or not.
Since Peace’s little alien incident, he’s been wanting to go the future and the past in the time machine. Unfortunately, he only stays in the time machine for a couple of seconds before it spits him back out, fulfilling neither of his wishes.
Peace: “The stupid machine is giving me this “one person capacity” silliness. It’s not funny! Just because I’m gaining a little weight doesn’t call for jokes like that.”
You’re the idiots who’d rather stand around until you piss yourselves, so I don’t want to hear it. Just stay there and stare out the window for another eight hours, see if I give a shit.
Peace is rounding out the last of his skills for his LTW, and he’s taken up painting virtually everything in mosaic and grids. I guess because he’s a genius and/or computer whiz. I like them. When this is all said and done, I’m keeping the majority of them.
Wrath: “The hot tub should count.”
Yes, yes it should.
Wrath: “A hot tub full of BEES”
Let’s leave the actual planning part to Peace or someone else.
Briana: “I was concerned for the giant man orange too but while you’re wearing a bikini bottom that skimpy, I’m not doing a damn thing for you, lady.”
Charity: *Agrees with Briana because she’s completely too much of a prude to even wear a bathing suit to the party*
Brave: “Oh snap, bruh. I think I’m seein it too.”
I don’t even have to invite Jaime to anything anymore. He just shows up anyway. Kind of endearing to know Happiness does still have a friend out there that still doesn’t own a decent pair of pants.
Briana: “I’m pretty sure that’s a trap for a drowning death. I’m going home.”
Brave: “Same here.”
So everyone went home almost instantly and the party was “decent”.
Serenity: “That’s good and all, but did we have to go ALL THE WAY into someone else’s yard for you to feed me, I mean”
Wrath: “What does spaghetti meat balls and dead babies have in common? They both spend a delicate amount of time in a meat grinder.”
Jada: “No one wants to eat your dead baby spaghetti, Wrath.”
Wrath: “Don’t worry, I’m about to take care of that.”
Marlena: “BUT I’M STILL BEAUTIFUL AT 110 YEARS OLD, CAN’T I NOT SHOW IT OFF?!”
Peace: *Background gagging noises*
I really hoped everyone would stay for the massive birthday set up we’re hurling at half the household, but since the pool party lasted 10 seconds, that’s not the case I suppose. Best we go on and get this over with.
Well I guess when I look at it this way, I save $30. Thanks for that then, Betsy.
Betsy was always my favorite since she rarely ever did anything wrong and was politely out of my way for the most part. She actually grew up quite cute, so I hope she moves out into a nice little home and not where ever her sister and father ended up at.
Cruelty: “Fuck a duck.”
She’s now a virtuoso, which is whatever bleh. Moving on.
Isn’t it fantastic to be married into a legacy late in life?
Jada: “Hahaha. Hell no.”
Cruelty: *Becomes so disgusted with her mother that she turns into Betsy*
Peace: “All this extra padding that poofed on me has upset me so much! I feel like the only thing that’s going to make me feel better is if I go yell at my wife for being unfaithful to me.”
WHERE DID HE EVEN COME FROM
Cynthia: “I don’t even know, I never have an opportunity to get out of the house! I swear I didn’t do anything wrong and this is stressing me out!”
I BELIEVE YOU BUT WHAT THE HELL
Cynthia: “WHOSE BABY ARE YOU CARRYING, THAT’S THE REAL QUESTION HERE”
Peace: “Fantastic! We should really get that boom boom boom on, later, you know, whenever I lose some of this water weight.”
Cynthia: “Ah yes. “Water weight”. Sure.”
Me, I guess that was me.
Wrath: *Would rather tell her shitty jokes to the shower than give a damn*
I ONLY JUST HAVE 12 SIMS IN THE HOUSEHOLD THAT’S NOT THAT BIG OF A DEAL
NO, GO AWAY ALIENS THIS IS MINE
Wrath: “Nah, they’ve already seen me, I stand outside naked all the time.”
I thought a child service agent was going to come pick her up and I was just going to kill them but, ok teleportation makes more sense…
And I can’t even find the baby in MC. I can’t even force it to come back. This isn’t how I wanted my first alien baby to go down.
RIP Itszumi, Itazutil, Yzma, whatever your name was. I do hope to see you again one day, but I apparently don’t know what I’m doing.
Wrath: “I think it’s time to set her straight on the “great outdoors”, huehuehuehuehuehue”
Julian: “No, that sounds about right. Welcome to my humble abode, I would recommend you not touch anything in here.”
Obviously, Julian doesn’t touch anything in here either.
Marlena: “WHY MUCH YOU THINK MY TORTURE IS SO FUNNY”
Marlena: “I’M FAR FROM BEING TICKLED OVER HERE, WRATH”
Cynthia: “WHAT’S YOUR DEFINITION OF TICKLING”
Unfortunately, Peace is busy with his LTW, and I don’t like breaking him between canvases, so just go on and birth it out here in the bathroom, Cynthia. You’ll be FINE.
Cynthia: “Stinks that you have to be pink, seeing as your father really wanted another green child in his life so much that he popped one out himself. Too bad he failed. Ah well. You’ll just have to try extra hard to make it up for him.”
This child is named Justice, especially since what I think those aliens did to Peace wasn’t ethical at all. I WANT MY RETRIBUTION.
Her favorites include latin, firecracker shrimp, and the color blue, AGAIN. Getting a little tired of all the blue, but I guess at least it’s not green. She’s a little couch potato, and she came with good locked in, so she will be the heiress unless Serenity gets the trait as well before her YA birthday.
Peace: “Poor little Ibbajibba won’t ever get to meet her baby sister… she never even got to meet her older sister. This room feels so empty to me, even with the loss of just one :(”
Cynthia: “You don’t even remember her name!”
Sorry about that Agony. Not only did I forget, but I don’t think I would have cared if I hadn’t anyway.
She’s rolled vehicle enthusiast. What a fantastic trait to waste a trait slot on.
Agony: “NO, THEY WILL TEACH ME TO LOVE NATURE AND HATE HEAVY MACHINERY! DON’T TAKE ME FROM MY FRIEND LIKE THAT”
Wrath: “The real reason I’m sending you away is because I’m too fucking lazy to buy you your own bed in buy mode, just as I’m too lazy to move Cruelty’s bed into your bedroom. But here’s the deal. Answer one of my riddles, and you may stay here with us.”
Agony: “You know what, nevermind, fuck that, I’ll just go pack my bags.”
Wrapping this chapter up with the third child of the Florida Men. All three of their children’s names start with a J, and I’m actually really excited to see if they will have a fourth and continue the line. Especially since they seem all about getting knocked up two seconds after popping out the last one.
Oh lord, it’s been over 5 months since I last updated, hasn’t it…
That’s a long time to not give a shit about the Fallen family. In the time that I could have updated, half a fetus’ could have developed or something. I’m not good at comparing time events. Apparently I compare everything to a full term pregnancy. I think that’s just something I do.
Wow, off topic. Alrighty, so what did we leave the Fallen clan doing when we were last here? It’s an honest question, because I don’t remember.
Marlena: “The jokes on you Wrath, that doesn’t work anymore. We know, we tried.”
Happiness: “Oh, how we tried.”
Agony: *Stews in five month’s worth of baby shit*
Apparently the sims themselves don’t remember what’s happened since the last time we played. Happiness is apparently jacked for his son’s graduation, despite the fact that Peace is like 30 or something. I at least remember that much.
Julian: *Grieves for Mephistopheles for 153 days*
I see no one’s composure towards the babies have changed. Nothing like just coming in to complain about them and then doing nothing about them. I see why I stopped playing.
Jada: “And YOU. What the fuck did you do to that toilet?! Where am I supposed to piss now because it’s not going to be on that nasty-ass busted thing. How about I go pee in your bed, how would you like that?!”
Julian: *About to start boohooing about the cat for 5 hours straight*
Julian: *Marathoning that shit*
Peace: “I don’t want to say it, but I really do feel like I live in a circus sometimes.”
Peace: “I know that’s not the right mindset we’re supposed to have, sweetheart, but you may be right…”
The compassion on the good side of the family is apparently wearing thin, I see.
Wrath: “They have accepted me as their queen, and do as I command. It’s fabulous, even though they can’t bring me anything heavier than an empty beer can. And they don’t understand jokes very well. Nevermind, this is quite boring.”
I’m pretty sure that NO BRIANA
Agony: “You should make Briana suffer for this, mother.”
Wrath: “I sure as hell will.”
Briana: “HOW IS THIS IN ANY WAY ENCOURAGING CHILD SAFETY BECAUSE THIS IS HYPOCRISY”
What’s so damn hard about you people using the stairs?
Jada: “I haven’t had my nightly Hot Pocket yet, Wrath, so do it yourself.”
Wrath: “I’m trying! But this pole! A stripper, a prostitute and a nun are sitting at a bus stop talking about stuff…”
The pole was deleted.
Peace: “We actually have more beds than we do people in this house. I don’t understand.”
Neither do I.
Ah, here’s something I don’t understand, while we are on the subject. I do not think Julian has ever gone to school, ever. His sisters have gone a couple of times, some times they don’t, but I do not believe he himself has ever needed to get on the school bus. Every time this clock runs down, it resets back to 24.
Julian: “Papa Peace takes pity on me because my actual dad doesn’t love me, so I never have to go!”
Betsy: “Daddy?! Is that you”
Julian: *Doesn’t even know what four is because he’s unlearned*
Jada; “Now that I think about it, bees should be a viable death option.”
So she lost her queue and fuck ever hoping for her to get school honors, Wrath. While we are waiting for her mother to come down to the school to herd her into the buiding, I took the opportunity to look at potential future spouses.
Here we have an evil sim and a good sim right off the bat. Sandi is the purple chick and she is evil, and is apparently dating another evil sim somewhere in town. Dereck is the red head, but unfortunetely he’s Envy’s grandson or something. Pretty sure his good trait has made him the family reject.
And the pink kid in the back is a broken dumbass and has no importance.
The chick he’s stuck in is Beatriz, who’s actually a Secksie decendant. She’s cute as well.
Neither have good/evil traits, but they are my favorite so far, and there’s still some hope for them next birthday or something.
And maybe he was a waste of our time.
Cruelty: “Mom, it’s 4 in the afternoon, school is over so don’t even bother.”
Cruelty: “AAAaahh. Oh. The bees didn’t even show up. That’s… that’s a good sign I guess, but did you just throw bees at your own daughter?!”
Chadwick back there is a good sim. I should bookmark that shit.
Briana: “Shhhh, soon, Serenity. Soon, I will successfully imprint into you my will, and you will too learn to not trust that whore of a mother of yours nor that slinky little man you call father…” *Mindmelds with toddler*
Peace: *Sweats profusely*
Briana: “Am I just not allowed to have a say in what goes on around here?!”
Wrath: “Good. Get the hell out of my house.”
I tried to move Briana back in with her father since that’s what she seems to want, but I could not find John in any of the houses in town, but he’s still alive according to the tree. Go figure. He’s probably slumming in some drug alley, I don’t know. So Briana was kicked to the streets. She’s with her father now. Bye bitch.
Wrath, you can’t teach the baby to shit in the toilet by trying to shit in the toilet with her, just… just for the record.
Wrath: “Hey look. They’re gonna come in Peace.”
Peace: “BUT I DON’T WANT THEM TO”
Cynthia: “I’ve already made that joke though. Whatever. I’m going to bed.”
Space ship: *Crashes in the street*
Rommach: “Wow really, and after I offered to walk you to the door and kiss you goodnight.”
Maybe that will be the last we hear from him then.
Shh, leave her be, Peace, she’s ACTUALLY doing something other than standing in the hallway being stank. Maybe if we stay very quiet and avoid eye contact with her, she’ll keep doing something…
Wrath: “THERE you are Jada. I haven’t seen you in a few days. Nice to see you finally fell out of the wall.”
Wrath: “I want sexy time, and our bed is broken (WOW WHAT A SURPRISE). Also I want a baby, and we need to crank one out before Peace and Cynthia do, since Briana’s vacant spot isn’t going to be there forever. So pants off, and get me a gavel. We’re going to try something hot.”
Cynthia: “You really trusted your mother to actually clean this mess, didn’t you. That’s really sad, Peace.”
Cynthia: “I’d like you to show me just exactly what you learned from those aliens…”
Betsy and Julian: “NOT NICE”
Peace: “It’s ok, a little fat to last me through the winter won’t hurt me!”
MAYBE. Who knows, maybe Wrath or Jada might?! WHO KNOWS?! I know. and I won’t say anything until next chaptah.
Veronica: “It’s ok though! Because you should see the view we get from the kitchen window now!”