Newbury Legacy: 4.2
Apr. 1st, 2009 01:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stillonmystringThat's right. A poem and a Newbury update (maybe two if I've got nothing to do later) all in one day. I'm on fire, people.
Last time: Miranda had twins again, Callie and Penny, and decided that she wanted TEN BABIES!!11!!! Will she accomplish this ambitious dream of hers? Everyone and their mother entered a new stage of life (actually, their mother was the only one not to have a birthday). Juno gotfat curvy eating too much birthday cake and actually looked pretty damn good with a few extra pounds. And Jason and Sasha got kicked out of the house to make room for the six more siblings they will hopefully soon have. God, how will I not go crazy with all these chilluns running around the house?!?
So, anyway, what are the current haps in la Casa de Newbury? (I hope this is right; I'm a bit rusty on my already limited Spanish vocabulary.)
Callie is still adorable.
And so is Penny. Nothing new or suprising there.
Gwen got fat, too, though you can't really tell from this angle but she's got one impressive badonkadonk now.
And oh yeah, Miranda's sporting a baby bump again so we are officially one step closer to her master psychotic plan of having ten children who will grow up to rule the world and all of mankind... or maybe she just likes kids (and apparently has never heard the term "birth control" before in her life). The father this time around is Malcom, aka alien guy she keeps bringing home from work, if anyone actually cares. I sure don't - as long as he's got good genes.
It's that time again... this picture just feels like deja vu. By the way, can you tell I'm running out of things to madly take screencaps of? This pregnacy progressed far too quickly in photos compared to her others.
WAIT WHAT?!? Oh shit. That multiples hack I downloaded is coming back to bite me in the ass. I guess that's what I get for being all, "Oh, this might be kind of fun and anyway, it'll probably never happen; yay for decisions made without any second thoughts!" Me = not that bright sometimes. *facepalm*
Alright, so first up we've got baby Colin, held by his grandpa while his mom pops out number two. Both grandpa and grandma look just as freaked out as I am about having motherfucking triplets in the house.
Gwen is so freaked out in fact that she's blocking it out entirely and getting lost in a world of SSX3 or cuisine Googling or financial advising or something instead. And poor baby Chloe has to be put on the floor because there is no one to hold her.
And last but not least, Christian, who, simply because he fell out of her birth canal last, gets the priviledge of being held by his own mother. The lucky kid!
Oh, if you're wondering about naming schemes this time around, here's the deal. I started out wanting to do names from Greek mythology and that's what I did do with the first four kids. But when I decided I was going to try to accomplish ten, I realized that there weren't enough "normal" names (since I don't want any of them to be taunted at school for being called Aphrodite or Zeus or something) to go around. So then I just broadened the theme to names of Greek origin, according to this site. So if any of these names aren't actually Greek, blame them, not me.
Anyway, as it turns out, taking care of three infants when you have three adults in the house is actually rather easy.
So easy, in fact, that Gwen even has time to sit down and enjoy her favorite fairy movie. Yes, the same movie she so enjoyed in a previous update. And yes, autonomously. What, you think I stage things like this? I'm not that clever.
And everyone else has time to participate in a family study party in the dining room, a moment artfully captured from behind the bar (because I couldn't find another angle where all of them would fit into the picture).
They also have time for a little family reunion. Gwen rolled the want and I thought, what the hell, and invited the whole gang over. She and her other three kids spent the entire party playing an intense game of Don't Wake the Llama...
While Onyx and Miranda challenged Sasha to an even more intense game of pool.
Sasha: "Grandpa, please step away from me with that bare old man chest of yours. I'm trying to concentrate. Thank you."
Onyx, your wife and one of your daughters may look good fat, but you, my friend, do not. Please get to exercising right this minute.
So, hey, baby birthday time! Colin first, obviously. (I have this OCD thing about making sure all kids always grow up in birth order because I'm a freak like that.)
Onyx, you know you're late to the party when the kid has exploded and your wife is already cleaning up the cake. You really are getting senile in your old age, aren't you? (By the way, can you tell everyone in this house has gone exercise crazy by their outfits? It seems I've been feeding them all too much and they're all getting fat.)
Anyway, since he missed Colin's birthday, he gets to grow up baby Chloe himself.
And finally, Gwen helps out little Christian.
Toddler cuteness comparisons time, anyone?
Colin: cheekbones of doom, otherwise adorable.
Chloe: ohmahgoodness, could she be any cuter?!? I just want to pet her. In a non-creepy way.
Christian: really, the cuteness is just getting boring, but thank goodness he's not the odd fugly one out!
(Though he is my least favorite, I have to admit, probably just because he was born last.)
The toddler-training extravaganza begins!
Really, the training was easy. The hardest part was keeping track of the kids' energy levels so that they could be grabbed out of their crib before they started bawling and woke everyone else up. Because, yes, all three were in the same room throughout their infant and toddler days. I'm just that good at taking care of them, y'all.
Oh shit. Really, Gwen, must this happen now?!? Right when we need you to help raise your grandchildren? Miranda is devastated. Gwen, on the other hand, is strangely non-emotional; I think she just hasn't realized what's happening yet. Old age dementia and all, you know?
Onyx: "Nooooooo, please don't take my wife!!!11!!!"
Sobfest time.
Callie: "Hey, guys, why are you all in here? And why are you all crying? What's going on?..."
Apparently, alien baby daddy stopped by to sex it up with Miranda in the middle of all the death hoopla. He looks really disappointed that it interrupted his getting laid. I mean, it's just death, no big deal, right? Miranda should totally be able to come down for woohoo at a time like this.
Well, gee, you think anyone's birthday is only two days away?!?
It's Onyx's time to go, too. Based on the pictures, you might think that it happened right after Gwen died, but it was actually a few days later. Notice Miranda and Malcom once again being interrupted in the heat of the moment back there? This guy is so horny. I feel kind of bad for him that something more important always comes up.
Anyway, Grandpa's dead, boo-hoo, time for the triplets to grow up!
Colin: "Holy cow, I'm big! When did this happen?!?"
Malcom: "Hey there, kid, guess what? I'm your dad!"
Unfortunately, this was the only birthday he actually witnessed. Apparently, he had more pressing matters at the ballet bar. Nice to know you care so much about your children, jerk!
And Chloe, still fucking cute as a button.
Annnnnnnd... Christian! I love how happy all three of them are. *squee*
Then we have the twins' birthday party the next morning. It's spring but apparently still freezing outside. I guess the party should've been indoors.
Callie. What do you know, she's adorable!
And one more round of Happy Birthday, guys! I know it's getting old but you can do it!
Penny. Making the exact same face as her sister. And looking a whole lot like her great-aunt(?) Pearl.
So now that everyone's exploded... just for the hell of it, and because I have a fetish for taking headshots of adorable Sims, let's see what everyone looks like after they're all made-over.
Colin. OMG.
Chloe. OMG X 2.
Christian. Still least fave. Adorable nonetheless.
Callie. Whoa. I gave her this tomboy-esque makeover and I kind of love her now. She's a good combination of the typical Newbury face and something different.
Plus, she has a totally awesome LTW career track!
Penny... she's uber-cute but I have to say, her sister's got the edge right now. She just has too many of those distinct Newbury features and I want to shake things up - a little bit at least.
We'll end this installment on a teaser for Jason and Sasha's college years. Hmm... (The thought bubble has nothing to do with it, by the way, I just happened to get it in the picture - so you're not confused or anything.)
Alright, I am actually all caught up in pictures to where I am in the game now! Rejoice! Well, except for the boys at college which will be the focus of the next update. It includes all of the usual college shenanigans - lots of fighting, romance, and, of course, death. Stay tuned...
Last time: Miranda had twins again, Callie and Penny, and decided that she wanted TEN BABIES!!11!!! Will she accomplish this ambitious dream of hers? Everyone and their mother entered a new stage of life (actually, their mother was the only one not to have a birthday). Juno got
So, anyway, what are the current haps in la Casa de Newbury? (I hope this is right; I'm a bit rusty on my already limited Spanish vocabulary.)
Callie is still adorable.
And so is Penny. Nothing new or suprising there.
Gwen got fat, too, though you can't really tell from this angle but she's got one impressive badonkadonk now.
And oh yeah, Miranda's sporting a baby bump again so we are officially one step closer to her master psychotic plan of having ten children who will grow up to rule the world and all of mankind... or maybe she just likes kids (and apparently has never heard the term "birth control" before in her life). The father this time around is Malcom, aka alien guy she keeps bringing home from work, if anyone actually cares. I sure don't - as long as he's got good genes.
It's that time again... this picture just feels like deja vu. By the way, can you tell I'm running out of things to madly take screencaps of? This pregnacy progressed far too quickly in photos compared to her others.
WAIT WHAT?!? Oh shit. That multiples hack I downloaded is coming back to bite me in the ass. I guess that's what I get for being all, "Oh, this might be kind of fun and anyway, it'll probably never happen; yay for decisions made without any second thoughts!" Me = not that bright sometimes. *facepalm*
Alright, so first up we've got baby Colin, held by his grandpa while his mom pops out number two. Both grandpa and grandma look just as freaked out as I am about having motherfucking triplets in the house.
Gwen is so freaked out in fact that she's blocking it out entirely and getting lost in a world of SSX3 or cuisine Googling or financial advising or something instead. And poor baby Chloe has to be put on the floor because there is no one to hold her.
And last but not least, Christian, who, simply because he fell out of her birth canal last, gets the priviledge of being held by his own mother. The lucky kid!
Oh, if you're wondering about naming schemes this time around, here's the deal. I started out wanting to do names from Greek mythology and that's what I did do with the first four kids. But when I decided I was going to try to accomplish ten, I realized that there weren't enough "normal" names (since I don't want any of them to be taunted at school for being called Aphrodite or Zeus or something) to go around. So then I just broadened the theme to names of Greek origin, according to this site. So if any of these names aren't actually Greek, blame them, not me.
Anyway, as it turns out, taking care of three infants when you have three adults in the house is actually rather easy.
So easy, in fact, that Gwen even has time to sit down and enjoy her favorite fairy movie. Yes, the same movie she so enjoyed in a previous update. And yes, autonomously. What, you think I stage things like this? I'm not that clever.
And everyone else has time to participate in a family study party in the dining room, a moment artfully captured from behind the bar (because I couldn't find another angle where all of them would fit into the picture).
They also have time for a little family reunion. Gwen rolled the want and I thought, what the hell, and invited the whole gang over. She and her other three kids spent the entire party playing an intense game of Don't Wake the Llama...
While Onyx and Miranda challenged Sasha to an even more intense game of pool.
Sasha: "Grandpa, please step away from me with that bare old man chest of yours. I'm trying to concentrate. Thank you."
Onyx, your wife and one of your daughters may look good fat, but you, my friend, do not. Please get to exercising right this minute.
So, hey, baby birthday time! Colin first, obviously. (I have this OCD thing about making sure all kids always grow up in birth order because I'm a freak like that.)
Onyx, you know you're late to the party when the kid has exploded and your wife is already cleaning up the cake. You really are getting senile in your old age, aren't you? (By the way, can you tell everyone in this house has gone exercise crazy by their outfits? It seems I've been feeding them all too much and they're all getting fat.)
Anyway, since he missed Colin's birthday, he gets to grow up baby Chloe himself.
And finally, Gwen helps out little Christian.
Toddler cuteness comparisons time, anyone?
Colin: cheekbones of doom, otherwise adorable.
Chloe: ohmahgoodness, could she be any cuter?!? I just want to pet her. In a non-creepy way.
Christian: really, the cuteness is just getting boring, but thank goodness he's not the odd fugly one out!
(Though he is my least favorite, I have to admit, probably just because he was born last.)
The toddler-training extravaganza begins!
Really, the training was easy. The hardest part was keeping track of the kids' energy levels so that they could be grabbed out of their crib before they started bawling and woke everyone else up. Because, yes, all three were in the same room throughout their infant and toddler days. I'm just that good at taking care of them, y'all.
Oh shit. Really, Gwen, must this happen now?!? Right when we need you to help raise your grandchildren? Miranda is devastated. Gwen, on the other hand, is strangely non-emotional; I think she just hasn't realized what's happening yet. Old age dementia and all, you know?
Onyx: "Nooooooo, please don't take my wife!!!11!!!"
Sobfest time.
Callie: "Hey, guys, why are you all in here? And why are you all crying? What's going on?..."
Apparently, alien baby daddy stopped by to sex it up with Miranda in the middle of all the death hoopla. He looks really disappointed that it interrupted his getting laid. I mean, it's just death, no big deal, right? Miranda should totally be able to come down for woohoo at a time like this.
Well, gee, you think anyone's birthday is only two days away?!?
It's Onyx's time to go, too. Based on the pictures, you might think that it happened right after Gwen died, but it was actually a few days later. Notice Miranda and Malcom once again being interrupted in the heat of the moment back there? This guy is so horny. I feel kind of bad for him that something more important always comes up.
Anyway, Grandpa's dead, boo-hoo, time for the triplets to grow up!
Colin: "Holy cow, I'm big! When did this happen?!?"
Malcom: "Hey there, kid, guess what? I'm your dad!"
Unfortunately, this was the only birthday he actually witnessed. Apparently, he had more pressing matters at the ballet bar. Nice to know you care so much about your children, jerk!
And Chloe, still fucking cute as a button.
Annnnnnnd... Christian! I love how happy all three of them are. *squee*
Then we have the twins' birthday party the next morning. It's spring but apparently still freezing outside. I guess the party should've been indoors.
Callie. What do you know, she's adorable!
And one more round of Happy Birthday, guys! I know it's getting old but you can do it!
Penny. Making the exact same face as her sister. And looking a whole lot like her great-aunt(?) Pearl.
So now that everyone's exploded... just for the hell of it, and because I have a fetish for taking headshots of adorable Sims, let's see what everyone looks like after they're all made-over.
Colin. OMG.
Chloe. OMG X 2.
Christian. Still least fave. Adorable nonetheless.
Callie. Whoa. I gave her this tomboy-esque makeover and I kind of love her now. She's a good combination of the typical Newbury face and something different.
Plus, she has a totally awesome LTW career track!
Penny... she's uber-cute but I have to say, her sister's got the edge right now. She just has too many of those distinct Newbury features and I want to shake things up - a little bit at least.
We'll end this installment on a teaser for Jason and Sasha's college years. Hmm... (The thought bubble has nothing to do with it, by the way, I just happened to get it in the picture - so you're not confused or anything.)
Alright, I am actually all caught up in pictures to where I am in the game now! Rejoice! Well, except for the boys at college which will be the focus of the next update. It includes all of the usual college shenanigans - lots of fighting, romance, and, of course, death. Stay tuned...
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Date: 2009-04-01 08:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-02 02:37 pm (UTC)Aliens are amazing. I don't know why I don't have more. Somehow, the green skin just makes them ten times more adorable or something.
I don't have Pets. I feel like it would annoy me and I wouldn't take very good care of the pets. I already get stressed out enough when there are a ton of people in a house, haha.
Also, sorry I haven't been on much this week. My internet's been kind of fucked up. But talk to you soon, I hope! :)