Merrick Legacy, 4.2
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napoleonherselfThis weekend I saw a bunch of awesome indie horror movies at the Muvico theater in Greater Chicago Area! Seven of them were zombie films, and predictably enough, there was very little in these offerings that was even tolerant of the Differently Animated, let alone accepting. I did get to see Juan Of The Dead finally, though (it was awesome aside from all, y'know, the anti-zombie violence). And Thirsty for the fourth time. We bought slushies at the concession stand for Thirsty, because you gotta get your slushy. I really wish they would put it out on DVD already, or at least put up a trailer that gives you a better idea of how much awesomeness you're getting. I'm not even linking to the trailer because it sort of ruins some of the surprises of the film.
We also went to IKEA, but once again I was cheated and saw little in the way of oak or pine, and absolutely no Norsemen.
General warning: sometimes I swear.
Last time: Generation three heir Michael woohooed with lots of women, and managed to get some of them pregnant! Four babies were born: Drew, to townie Jaiden Trimble; Adrian, to furry llama cultist Daisy Smith; Toby, to Maxis-made playable dormie Roxie Sharpe; and Aldo, to townie Trista Raha. Drew was left on the floor stewing in his own poop a lot. Michael decided that teaching his babies how to do things was as much or more fun than doing the thing which makes more babies, which is frankly kind of messed up for a Romance sim. There was a family reunion where 4234853892 Merricks showed up, and gen 3 spare Jeremy cried like a little baby. We finished up with all the kids as children except for Aldo, who was still a toddler.
This time:
It's at this point that I honestly start to worry about Michael's sanity a little bit. I send him on a matchmaker date, and he rolls the wants to marry two of the women he's in love with (Melissa of the airtight birth control, and Roxie who produced Toby).
I decide not to lock either want yet... I'll only let him marry someone if doing so isn't a passing fancy to him. So the next time his wants roll up? He wants to marry Melissa and Adrian's mom Daisy.
Then he wants to marry pretty much the entire town.
I think fatherhood has broken him.
And throughout all this, it's important to note that Ruthie and jerkface Derek are rapidly approaching the end of their lifebars. At one point they wind up in a bathroom while everyone else is asleep, and I let them interact with each other however they please.
A traditional Merrick pillowfight is first, of course.
Then come hugs and kisses.
And then jerkface Derek starts an argument.
jerkface Derek: Aliens are totally lame!
Ruthie: Are you on the pipe? Aliens rock!
Then jerkface Derek walked off...
But Ruthie tracked him down to give him a hug...
And then they sat down and talked together until the sun came up.
I am completely not kidding, they talked till just after 7 and then Derek got up to push Michael on the swings.
I don't want these two to die. :(
I looked through Ruthie's and jerkface Derek's pockets to see if they had anything good I wanted to save, and found photobooth pictures of them as teenagers, young adults, and adults. I sadded at the older ones for a bit, then had them take an elder set, and now all those pictures are lumped on a table in the Hall of Ancestors. (The adult one is in the very back, since they were adults when their portraits were done.)
And as a particularly momentous Saturday in the Merrick household wends its way toward evening, Ruthie spends some time with her grandkids...
Gives her husband one last kiss...
And tells him how much she appreciates the way he's provided for the family all these years.
Then she goes unselectable. :(
Ruthie: Hmm... oh, now, boys, it's not so bad. I've had a good run.
Death: YES, AND NOW IT'S TIME FOR ONE FINAL... UM... JOURNEY... MUMBLEMUMBLE...
Ruthie: ...
Death: HOLD ON ONE SEC, MY SCYTHE IS STUCK ON THE WINDOWFRAME --
Death: THERE WE G --
Scythe: *thunk*
Ruthie: :(
Death: OOPS.
Death: ANYWAY, AS I WAS SAYING, IT'S TIME FOR ONE LAST JOURNEY OF WONDER --
Ruthie: Gasp!! I'm seeing auras! Is this some ghostly messenger from the Great Beyond?!
Death: NO, RUTHIE, THAT'S JUST THE PHONE. TRY TO STAY FOCUSED, PLEASE.
Michael: Here, mom, I'll get that.
Ruthie: Thank you, dear. Such a good boy.
Death: LOOK, JUST GRAB THE SUITCASE AND LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
Death: COME WITH ME NOW, RUTHIE MERRICK... IT'S TIME TO GO...
Ruthie: What, through the window?
Death: ...SURE. WHY NOT. THROUGH THE WINDOW.
Ruthie: Hee! I've never jumped through a window before.
Ruthie: Guess there's a first time for everything...
Yeah, insurance popup, those cash numbers are all well and good, but there's another number I'm more concerned about. And it's written in big red numerals.
*sigh* Guess it isn't time for Aldo to grow up just yet.
Oh, and jerkface Derek's lifebar looks like this now. Figures he'd outlive Ruthie like a total jerkface. :/
Toby takes her grandma's death pretty hard. Everyone else keeps thinking about it, but I don't catch any other tears.
Although jerkface Derek does go into the bedroom which now belongs only to him, sits down alone in one of the chairs...
And goes to sleep.
His energy wasn't even that low, either. It's like he didn't feel like being awake anymore, but didn't want to sleep in that empty bed.
Meanwhile, upstairs, ghost!Titania has hopped into her daughter's urn so they can catch up. Have a nice ghostly tea party, maybe.
Come Monday, the kids all go to school, and Michael has nothing better to do than hit up the matchmaker for a date. Jerkface Derek has nothing better to do than to pick on Michael's date.
jerkface Derek: PUZZLES SUCK!!@!
Michael: Dad, you're embarrassing me.
It's pretty easy to get everyone together for nice family meals, although it's sad to have an empty chair instead of Ruthie. Toby and Aldo don't have any female role models in the house at all... though the boys aren't much better off, looking up to jerkface Derek and Michael.
jerkface Derek: So when are you going to get married, son?
Michael: Wut? o_o
Michael: Well, uh.
Michael: Yeah, I dunno if I'm into the whole ~~marrying~~ thing per se.
Michael: I'm trying to be ~~~green~~~ with my relationships, y'know? Reduce, reuse, recycle!
Toby: Um, I'm pretty sure you shouldn't just "recycle" women. :|
Michael: That's nice, honey. Eat your mac-n-cheese.
Here's Aldo, by the way. She's the oddball of the family... everyone else has 2 neat points, and she has the full ten.
Drew grows up! He rolls Fortune, with the LTW to make $100,000, and he also rolls bi for gender preference, which will make that beard turn-on much more useful than it was for his great-uncle Mark.
Also holy WOW does he have him a chin.
Here's his teen makeover! He still makes some pretty hilarious faces.
Since he's a Fortune sim, he wants to get into private school, which means I have jerkface Derek do the invite; this time the headmaster that shows up isn't jerkface Derek's friend, though, but a different guy. Michael and Drew are on the case, however, as they treat him to a lovely dinner amongst the rotting lunchtime chili.
The headmaster does not complain.
Ghosts: So you don't need our help, then?
Me: Uh, no. Michael and Drew have got this, you guys. Your services will not be required today.
Ghosts: Okay, cool. We'll just scare Michael all night then.
They actually scared him so many times that I had to have him spend the night downstairs, since all he was doing upstairs was getting the carpet wet. I mean, they were actually tag-teaming him -- one would wake him, I'd send him back to bed, meanwhile the ghosts would be passing each other in the hall with the other one coming to wake him again.
And four days after Ruthie dies, the ghosts add one more to their number...
jerkface Derek: Is... is that the same scythe you stuck in Ruthie's head? Dude, that's COLD.
jerkface Derek: Wait a second, does this mean I'm dead? But I had such good grades in college!
Death: WE'VE GOT FREE BOOZE.
jerkface Derek: Damn! Well, sign me up for death, then!
Michael: Aww, he gets booze and I don't? :( :( :(
jerkface Derek: [prepares for his journey to the Undiscovered Country]
Drew: [heartbroken sobbing]
Feral children: [can smell weakness]
Michael: [checks out hula zombie's ass]
These people seriously have trouble focusing on the matter at hand.
jerkface Derek: So long, suckers! I'm gonna haunt the piss out of you! Literally! Ha haaa!
Aldo: Wait, grandpa's DEAD? D8
Crap, I forgot that Tiffany and jerkface Derek were close. I really should have invited her over one last time.
Cousin Rick: Meh, show's over, I'm outta here.
Michael: If you ask me, the show's only BEGINNING...
Creepy, Michael. Very creepy. Strut away from your father's brand-new grave, over to the woman you were on a date with, who...
Date: Why the crap do I have a bad memory of some guy I don't even know dying?
I, er, um. Gremlins?
Oh, and you may or may not have noticed someone missing from the pictures of jerkface Derek's death. Where is Adrian during all this?
Adrian: I'm so lonely.
Toby continues to be very sensitive about death. She was the only one to cry after Ruthie's death, and she's the only one to cry after jerkface Derek's.
But enough crying, Toby! It's your birthday! :D :D Also Adrian's.
Toby rolls Popularity, with the LTW to top the military career.
Adrian rolls Fortune, with the LTW to top the medicine career.
Both kids are straight.
Also, for the record, so far this generation EVERY TEEN has rolled the want to get the scholarship that requires you to be abducted by aliens. Three kids last generation wanted it, too. What is with this family and the alien butt-probes?
Toby has these wide, innocent eyes that I have no idea where she got them from. I mean, the actual color I rolled up for her to replace her mom's default green, but the shape doesn't seem to come from either parent.
Adrian basically looks stoned all the time. He's also adorably awkward-looking... it's hard to screenshot, but his chin and jaw don't quite play nicely with each other from some angles.
Michael is getting close to elderhood now, and I figure all these years of sedate fatherhood might lend themselves to a midlife crisis, so I have him invite a pile of his highest-chemistry girlfriends over for a party. Then I let ACR take over.
First it's Jaiden in the photo booth...
Then Trista in the photo booth.
Then Ivy in the love tub...
Then Roxie in the love tub (who he knocks up again)...
...and finally Daisy in the photo booth.
I was really hoping that if he got anyone pregnant, it would be one of his girlfriends with S4 skin, so I could maybe get some darker babies in this generation. Michael + Roxie = blinding blond whiteness.
I also make sure all four kids get a chance to talk to their moms. With Daisy and Adrian, you can see they've got the same nose.
Drew didn't get his mom's rather impressive nose, which is a pity; I'm guessing that it must be her chin that's ginormous on dudes, though.
Speaking of noses, I'm hoping Roxie's next child gets hers. But they'll probably get the Merrick nose that has passed down from generation 1 spouse Hayden, to Ruthie, to Michael, to half the gen 4 kids.
Trista and Aldo: [have a lovely chat]
Townie kid's face: [haunts nightmares]
What a surprise! If you bang all your party guests, they have a fantastic time!
Since Toby and Adrian both want the abducted-by-aliens scholarship, I send them out to the telescopes... and only a few seconds later hear Adrian scream.
Adrian: Dude... what was IN that stuff I smoked?
Adrian: ASFJKAGHAGHJAKGHKLJ NOOOOOOOOOES
Toby: Oooh, glowy.
Let it never be said that this young Fortune sim does not work hard for the money.
Adrian: DON'T SELL MY STUFF WHILE I'M GONNNNNNE
No one seems particularly happy about his return.
Well, until he lands.
Drew: Bravo! Bravissimo! A fine throw! [claps]
Toby: Yay the aliens made Adrian fall down!!!
Any Sims 2 player who claims they don't love this facial expression is lying.
The next day I have the kids drag some teenage townies over, and Adrian hangs out with the girls. Only when I paused for something else, I realized he was making... this face.
This. Face.
Adrian: . o O ( I learned a thing or two from those aliens last night. )
I really really really did not want to know that.
Next time: Aldo becomes a teenager, and the last baby of gen 4 is born! Merrick teenagers continue to be abducted by aliens, and Merrick ghosts continue to make people pee themselves. Michael gets old, all the kids leave for college, and I finally make a new Merrick icon out of one of my favorite Merrick screenshots ever. SO EXCITINGGGGG
We also went to IKEA, but once again I was cheated and saw little in the way of oak or pine, and absolutely no Norsemen.
Previous entries:
Preamble + 1.1
2.1 | 2.2 | 2.3 | 2.4 | 2.5
3.1 | 3.2 | 3.3 | 3.4 | 3.5 | 3.6 | House tour
4.1
Preamble + 1.1
2.1 | 2.2 | 2.3 | 2.4 | 2.5
3.1 | 3.2 | 3.3 | 3.4 | 3.5 | 3.6 | House tour
4.1
General warning: sometimes I swear.
Last time: Generation three heir Michael woohooed with lots of women, and managed to get some of them pregnant! Four babies were born: Drew, to townie Jaiden Trimble; Adrian, to furry llama cultist Daisy Smith; Toby, to Maxis-made playable dormie Roxie Sharpe; and Aldo, to townie Trista Raha. Drew was left on the floor stewing in his own poop a lot. Michael decided that teaching his babies how to do things was as much or more fun than doing the thing which makes more babies, which is frankly kind of messed up for a Romance sim. There was a family reunion where 4234853892 Merricks showed up, and gen 3 spare Jeremy cried like a little baby. We finished up with all the kids as children except for Aldo, who was still a toddler.
This time:
It's at this point that I honestly start to worry about Michael's sanity a little bit. I send him on a matchmaker date, and he rolls the wants to marry two of the women he's in love with (Melissa of the airtight birth control, and Roxie who produced Toby).
I decide not to lock either want yet... I'll only let him marry someone if doing so isn't a passing fancy to him. So the next time his wants roll up? He wants to marry Melissa and Adrian's mom Daisy.
Then he wants to marry pretty much the entire town.
I think fatherhood has broken him.
And throughout all this, it's important to note that Ruthie and jerkface Derek are rapidly approaching the end of their lifebars. At one point they wind up in a bathroom while everyone else is asleep, and I let them interact with each other however they please.
A traditional Merrick pillowfight is first, of course.
Then come hugs and kisses.
And then jerkface Derek starts an argument.
jerkface Derek: Aliens are totally lame!
Ruthie: Are you on the pipe? Aliens rock!
Then jerkface Derek walked off...
But Ruthie tracked him down to give him a hug...
And then they sat down and talked together until the sun came up.
I am completely not kidding, they talked till just after 7 and then Derek got up to push Michael on the swings.
I don't want these two to die. :(
I looked through Ruthie's and jerkface Derek's pockets to see if they had anything good I wanted to save, and found photobooth pictures of them as teenagers, young adults, and adults. I sadded at the older ones for a bit, then had them take an elder set, and now all those pictures are lumped on a table in the Hall of Ancestors. (The adult one is in the very back, since they were adults when their portraits were done.)
And as a particularly momentous Saturday in the Merrick household wends its way toward evening, Ruthie spends some time with her grandkids...
Gives her husband one last kiss...
And tells him how much she appreciates the way he's provided for the family all these years.
Then she goes unselectable. :(
Ruthie: Hmm... oh, now, boys, it's not so bad. I've had a good run.
Death: YES, AND NOW IT'S TIME FOR ONE FINAL... UM... JOURNEY... MUMBLEMUMBLE...
Ruthie: ...
Death: HOLD ON ONE SEC, MY SCYTHE IS STUCK ON THE WINDOWFRAME --
Death: THERE WE G --
Scythe: *thunk*
Ruthie: :(
Death: OOPS.
Death: ANYWAY, AS I WAS SAYING, IT'S TIME FOR ONE LAST JOURNEY OF WONDER --
Ruthie: Gasp!! I'm seeing auras! Is this some ghostly messenger from the Great Beyond?!
Death: NO, RUTHIE, THAT'S JUST THE PHONE. TRY TO STAY FOCUSED, PLEASE.
Michael: Here, mom, I'll get that.
Ruthie: Thank you, dear. Such a good boy.
Death: LOOK, JUST GRAB THE SUITCASE AND LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
Death: COME WITH ME NOW, RUTHIE MERRICK... IT'S TIME TO GO...
Ruthie: What, through the window?
Death: ...SURE. WHY NOT. THROUGH THE WINDOW.
Ruthie: Hee! I've never jumped through a window before.
Ruthie: Guess there's a first time for everything...
Yeah, insurance popup, those cash numbers are all well and good, but there's another number I'm more concerned about. And it's written in big red numerals.
*sigh* Guess it isn't time for Aldo to grow up just yet.
Oh, and jerkface Derek's lifebar looks like this now. Figures he'd outlive Ruthie like a total jerkface. :/
Toby takes her grandma's death pretty hard. Everyone else keeps thinking about it, but I don't catch any other tears.
Although jerkface Derek does go into the bedroom which now belongs only to him, sits down alone in one of the chairs...
And goes to sleep.
His energy wasn't even that low, either. It's like he didn't feel like being awake anymore, but didn't want to sleep in that empty bed.
Meanwhile, upstairs, ghost!Titania has hopped into her daughter's urn so they can catch up. Have a nice ghostly tea party, maybe.
Come Monday, the kids all go to school, and Michael has nothing better to do than hit up the matchmaker for a date. Jerkface Derek has nothing better to do than to pick on Michael's date.
jerkface Derek: PUZZLES SUCK!!@!
Michael: Dad, you're embarrassing me.
It's pretty easy to get everyone together for nice family meals, although it's sad to have an empty chair instead of Ruthie. Toby and Aldo don't have any female role models in the house at all... though the boys aren't much better off, looking up to jerkface Derek and Michael.
jerkface Derek: So when are you going to get married, son?
Michael: Wut? o_o
Michael: Well, uh.
Michael: Yeah, I dunno if I'm into the whole ~~marrying~~ thing per se.
Michael: I'm trying to be ~~~green~~~ with my relationships, y'know? Reduce, reuse, recycle!
Toby: Um, I'm pretty sure you shouldn't just "recycle" women. :|
Michael: That's nice, honey. Eat your mac-n-cheese.
Here's Aldo, by the way. She's the oddball of the family... everyone else has 2 neat points, and she has the full ten.
Drew grows up! He rolls Fortune, with the LTW to make $100,000, and he also rolls bi for gender preference, which will make that beard turn-on much more useful than it was for his great-uncle Mark.
Also holy WOW does he have him a chin.
Here's his teen makeover! He still makes some pretty hilarious faces.
Since he's a Fortune sim, he wants to get into private school, which means I have jerkface Derek do the invite; this time the headmaster that shows up isn't jerkface Derek's friend, though, but a different guy. Michael and Drew are on the case, however, as they treat him to a lovely dinner amongst the rotting lunchtime chili.
The headmaster does not complain.
Ghosts: So you don't need our help, then?
Me: Uh, no. Michael and Drew have got this, you guys. Your services will not be required today.
Ghosts: Okay, cool. We'll just scare Michael all night then.
They actually scared him so many times that I had to have him spend the night downstairs, since all he was doing upstairs was getting the carpet wet. I mean, they were actually tag-teaming him -- one would wake him, I'd send him back to bed, meanwhile the ghosts would be passing each other in the hall with the other one coming to wake him again.
And four days after Ruthie dies, the ghosts add one more to their number...
jerkface Derek: Is... is that the same scythe you stuck in Ruthie's head? Dude, that's COLD.
jerkface Derek: Wait a second, does this mean I'm dead? But I had such good grades in college!
Death: WE'VE GOT FREE BOOZE.
jerkface Derek: Damn! Well, sign me up for death, then!
Michael: Aww, he gets booze and I don't? :( :( :(
jerkface Derek: [prepares for his journey to the Undiscovered Country]
Drew: [heartbroken sobbing]
Feral children: [can smell weakness]
Michael: [checks out hula zombie's ass]
These people seriously have trouble focusing on the matter at hand.
jerkface Derek: So long, suckers! I'm gonna haunt the piss out of you! Literally! Ha haaa!
Aldo: Wait, grandpa's DEAD? D8
Crap, I forgot that Tiffany and jerkface Derek were close. I really should have invited her over one last time.
Cousin Rick: Meh, show's over, I'm outta here.
Michael: If you ask me, the show's only BEGINNING...
Creepy, Michael. Very creepy. Strut away from your father's brand-new grave, over to the woman you were on a date with, who...
Date: Why the crap do I have a bad memory of some guy I don't even know dying?
I, er, um. Gremlins?
Oh, and you may or may not have noticed someone missing from the pictures of jerkface Derek's death. Where is Adrian during all this?
Adrian: I'm so lonely.
Toby continues to be very sensitive about death. She was the only one to cry after Ruthie's death, and she's the only one to cry after jerkface Derek's.
But enough crying, Toby! It's your birthday! :D :D Also Adrian's.
Toby rolls Popularity, with the LTW to top the military career.
Adrian rolls Fortune, with the LTW to top the medicine career.
Both kids are straight.
Also, for the record, so far this generation EVERY TEEN has rolled the want to get the scholarship that requires you to be abducted by aliens. Three kids last generation wanted it, too. What is with this family and the alien butt-probes?
Toby has these wide, innocent eyes that I have no idea where she got them from. I mean, the actual color I rolled up for her to replace her mom's default green, but the shape doesn't seem to come from either parent.
Adrian basically looks stoned all the time. He's also adorably awkward-looking... it's hard to screenshot, but his chin and jaw don't quite play nicely with each other from some angles.
Michael is getting close to elderhood now, and I figure all these years of sedate fatherhood might lend themselves to a midlife crisis, so I have him invite a pile of his highest-chemistry girlfriends over for a party. Then I let ACR take over.
First it's Jaiden in the photo booth...
Then Trista in the photo booth.
Then Ivy in the love tub...
Then Roxie in the love tub (who he knocks up again)...
...and finally Daisy in the photo booth.
I was really hoping that if he got anyone pregnant, it would be one of his girlfriends with S4 skin, so I could maybe get some darker babies in this generation. Michael + Roxie = blinding blond whiteness.
I also make sure all four kids get a chance to talk to their moms. With Daisy and Adrian, you can see they've got the same nose.
Drew didn't get his mom's rather impressive nose, which is a pity; I'm guessing that it must be her chin that's ginormous on dudes, though.
Speaking of noses, I'm hoping Roxie's next child gets hers. But they'll probably get the Merrick nose that has passed down from generation 1 spouse Hayden, to Ruthie, to Michael, to half the gen 4 kids.
Trista and Aldo: [have a lovely chat]
Townie kid's face: [haunts nightmares]
What a surprise! If you bang all your party guests, they have a fantastic time!
Since Toby and Adrian both want the abducted-by-aliens scholarship, I send them out to the telescopes... and only a few seconds later hear Adrian scream.
Adrian: Dude... what was IN that stuff I smoked?
Adrian: ASFJKAGHAGHJAKGHKLJ NOOOOOOOOOES
Toby: Oooh, glowy.
Let it never be said that this young Fortune sim does not work hard for the money.
Adrian: DON'T SELL MY STUFF WHILE I'M GONNNNNNE
No one seems particularly happy about his return.
Well, until he lands.
Drew: Bravo! Bravissimo! A fine throw! [claps]
Toby: Yay the aliens made Adrian fall down!!!
Any Sims 2 player who claims they don't love this facial expression is lying.
The next day I have the kids drag some teenage townies over, and Adrian hangs out with the girls. Only when I paused for something else, I realized he was making... this face.
This. Face.
Adrian: . o O ( I learned a thing or two from those aliens last night. )
I really really really did not want to know that.
Next time: Aldo becomes a teenager, and the last baby of gen 4 is born! Merrick teenagers continue to be abducted by aliens, and Merrick ghosts continue to make people pee themselves. Michael gets old, all the kids leave for college, and I finally make a new Merrick icon out of one of my favorite Merrick screenshots ever. SO EXCITINGGGGG
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Date: 2012-04-16 12:47 am (UTC)and "didn't want to sleep in that empty bed." awwww :(