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!”