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Last time: Stuff happened. I posted the last installment over a month ago, give me a break if I can't remember much of it, alright? Just go and see for yourself if you need refreshing.



Well, well, well. Look who's all grown up now (well, almost) and still looking adorable as ever? Amelia, that's who!



Ambrose: Damn it, this means we're officially screwed in the heir race, doesn't it?
Adrian: We might as well kill ourselves now, dude, or maybe we should just kill her. You think Mom and Dad would notice?



Meanwhile, Royce is over in the corner dreaming about devouring a juicy and delicious steak and in doing so, proving that in fact, no, he would probably not notice if his children brutally murdered one of their own. Fortunately, Amelia's still got me looking out for her and I will be very careful to prevent this tragic fate from playing out.



Oh yeah, it might be important to note that Adam also grew up, into an adult. And, predictably, Royce is yet again off in his own little world, apparently more interested in staring at teenaged girls than witnessing his own son's birthday. But who is really surprised by this? Anyone?



Okay, maybe she's not the sharpest tool in the shed - she doesn't quite seem to grasp the concept that to admire your spiffy new makeover you might want to actually look in the general direction of the mirror - but at least she's pretty, damn it!



What did I tell you? Beautiful. Stunning. Fierce. Goddess. Perfection. Etc.



Amelia: Excuse me, who are you calling perfection? Have you seen this face lately? Nowhere close to perfection, I'm afraid...



Amelia: JUST KIDDING! I'M TOTALLY AWESOME! BOW DOWN BITCHES!



Adam: So, sis, just wondering... as the King of Romance around here, have you managed to snag your first woohoo partner yet?
Amelia: I'm working on it, I'm working on it! God, I was still jailbait a couple hours ago. Give me some time to adjust, alright?!?
Royce: *is still not quite sure who these strange people are, what they're discussing, how they're related to him or why they have decided to congregate in the bathroom of all places*



Royce: Hey, guys, what's up? What do you say to a dance-off, right here, right now?!?



Royce: *little girl scream* OHMYGOD!... This really needs to stop happening.



Here's Adam's shiny official list of stats before he says goodbye for good. Sorry, kid, you were just never quite interesting enough to cut it! Have fun in townie-land! I'm sure we'll still be seeing you every once in awhile.



In other news, Ambrose has apparently channeled enough rage to punch straight through the door with surprisingly minimal damage. What's got him so angry, you may be asking?



His older brother, naturally. I must say, that's an impressively mean case of sibling rivalry on display there.



Adrian: NO ONE REACHES INTO THE SANCTITY OF MY OWN BEDROOM TO PUNCH ME WITHOUT MY PERMISSION, GODDAMNIT! YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS! YOU WILL PAAAAAAAAY!



Adrian: Noogie time, loser. How do ya like that, huh? That'll teach you to mess with me again, punk.
August: Come on, guys, can't we all get along? ...Please?



To showcase how blissfully unaware they still are of their parental duties, let's witness Tally and Royce's increasingly childlike antics in the form of a pillow fight, shall we?



YOUR CHILDREN ARE PRACTICALLY KILLING EACH OTHER IN THERE! CAN'T YOU AT LEAST PRETEND TO CARE? FOR A MINUTE? IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?



FYI: Piggy is still alive and still the bitchiest cat you'll ever meet.



And, living up to her name, she rather enjoys sitting queen-like on her throne of filth. And gets pissy whenever someone tries to clean her designated area up.



Amelia: Good morning, brother! And, oh, what a glorious morning it is! Because guess what? I am so much better than you!



Adrian: Hey, that's not very nice. I'm pretty too... aren't I? Oh god, please tell me I'm pretty!



Amelia: Sorry, bro, I can't lie and you just got owned by the truth! Take that!



Adrian: YEAH, WELL, TAKE THIS, YOU IMBECILE!



Amelia: Right back at ya, freakshow. HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW, HUH?!?



Amelia: OH NO. YOU ARE NOT GIVING ME A NOOGIE RIGHT NOW, BOY. NO ONE GIVES AMELIA MOTHERFUCKING ALPHA A NOOGIE!



Amelia: YOU HEAR THAT?!? NOBODY!!!!!



Amelia: All's fair in love and war. And I'm still hot.
Adrian: Damn it, how did I manage to come out on the losing side of this one? Life is so unfair!



Meanwhile, August managed to sleep right through the most epic display of sibling rivalry ever and missed the school bus while he was at it.



August: Yes! Does this mean I get to skip school today?



Not a chance, dude.
August: D:



But don't worry, his bad mood didn't last for long. When he got home from school, he immediately set to primping in front of the bathroom mirror for hours. At least there are no doubts he belongs to this family. The rite of passage into teenagedom that his older brothers were so fond of has officially been passed down.



August: Who's the awesome one now? Oh, right, it's me, bitches!



His love affair with the mirror lasted until his neat freak radar started going off and he finally managed to get Piggy to vacate her throne long enough to give it a good scrub.



Piggy: I will get you back for this, you stupid human. Revenge will be had, you can be certain of it!



Piggy: Or maybe I'll just let you squeeze me to death. That really might be the preferable option.



Back in the kitchen, Amelia is making fast friends with this girl named Rosemarie that she brought home from school with her.
Rosemarie: Are you a fan of basketball, by any chance? It's definitely my favorite sport ever!



Amelia: Of course! Basketball! Love it! Now tell me, am I awesome or am I awesome? I'm awesome, right?!?



And outside, Ambrose ran into that guy who rejected him before and decided to see if he had changed his mind and wanted to give it another go after all.



Sadly, he did not. I'm sure the noogies didn't help the cause any. Also, guess what? Tally's creepy lesbian stalker is still committed to her stalking all these many years later. It's nice to know some things never change.



While Amelia and Rosemarie continued to get very well acquainted...



Ambrose failed epically and decided once and for all to give up guys and go all girl.



Ambrose & Amelia: We love homework. Homework is so much fun. We love homework.
I'm getting a sneaking suspicion that that fancy private school education these kids are getting possibly involves a heavy dose of brainwashing. Look at those crazy eyes and maniacal smiles. *shudders*



What in the world is Adrian so disgusted by?



His parents having a makeout session in the middle of the kitchen, of course! August isn't a fan either.



Amelia: Whatever. You're just mad because you don't have anybody to kiss. Hahaha. Loser.
August: Go die in a fire, please and thank you.



Instead of going to die in a fire, Amelia went on a first date with Rosemarie! Vomit-inducing levels of cuteness were the result.



Amelia: So, yeah, I've basically been beautiful since the second I came out of the womb. I guess you could say I've been blessed...
Rosemarie: Oh my god, speaking of beautiful, do you think you could introduce me to your brother? He is SO HOT!



Rosemarie: Seriously, SO. HOT. I would just die if I got to meet him. I WOULD DIE!



Amelia: Um... yeah... can we get back to talking about me now?



Rosemarie: Holy crap, guys, guys, it's him! Only the hottest guy ever in the world! Isn't he so swoon-worthy? Look at that perfection!



Amelia: YES, STEEEE-RIKE! I AM SO AWESOME!
Rosemarie: Ohmygod, ohmygod, he's following me. Don't freak out. Just act natural. OH MY GOD!



Rosemarie: Oh, um, yaaaaaaay, good job! Damn it, why is he looking at that other girl? Look at me, I beg of you. LOOK AT MEEEEEEEE!



Amelia: Fuck him. I will be the one who dominates the world. Look into my eyes, peasants. Look deep into my eyes. I am the most beautiful girl on the planet. You will all submit to my most superior good looks and intelligence. SUBMIT! SUBMIT! I AM YOUR ONLY HOPE FOR THE FUTURE! YOUR ONLY HOOOOOOPE!

Well, sadly, I'm in a bit of a Sims rut right now so I don't know how frequent these updates will continue to be. The thing is, I haven't played the Alphas in several weeks but I'm actually much farther in-game than I am in these pictures. So, obviously, I still have a lot I can post without playing but we all know how lazy I can be at times. I'll probably get back into playing them eventually. It's not that I'm bored with them, I'm just bored with the game in general right now. I've even started another household with the intention of doing a random challenge but gave up on that in about five minutes too. Now I'm trying to make it fun again by working on another project. A couple days ago, I randomly decided I wanted to make new Sims to fit my story characters because I don't really like how the old versions look anymore, too cartoony (even though that's kind of the point of the Sims) and my custom content style and the like has just changed quite a bit since then. So I've started that. I've got Eliza finished and I'm pretty happy with the new version. I'll wait to post pictures until I've finished the rest. I'm also thinking about making Sims to match the two main characters of my other long story (though what I should really be doing with my time is actually working on that story, I know). I kind of feel lame doing it but it's also, I think, a good way for me to picture them better in my head, you know? It's almost like having real-life versions of them to go off of. So that's what I'm doing right now. Also, I'm going to put basically all of my Sims besides the Alphas in their neighborhood as townies because I miss them. So that should be fun. Random Newbury sightings galore! Who knows, maybe one of them will actually end up being married in. That would be interesting. Anyway. I'm rambling now. Goodbye.
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