[Sneaking some babysitting in before the twins age up.]
Reblog for a Pallet Based on Your Blog
I’ll make one for everyone that reblogs. I’ll use pictures from your blog to make the pallets so make sure you have pictures on it.
Mutuals may get a little priority 😉
Sure why not!
[Sorry, I don’t know how this happened, but every playable in town seems to be having a birthday right now, like every other sim day, no joke. I don’t want to spam you with eight pictures of the same scene in five different houses, so I’m trying to play through quickly and move on. We’ll resume our usual programming Soon™.]
Pic 1:
Yuki: “Happy birthday honey!” (Toots a cheap plastic simoleon-store trumpet.)
Candy: “Happy birthday! Yay- oops!” (Confetti popper goes off… in a very awkward place.)
Pic 2:
Corbin: “Please never do that again.” ಠ_ಠ
Candy: “I don’t know what you’re talking about…”
Pic 3:
Yuki: “Oh come on, it wasn’t that bad!”
Corbin: Traumatized.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA looks like someone had his manhood handed to him!
Dare I ask what the hell is going on here?
I’m setting up Corbin, Yuki, and Candy in a new house, and I zoom out to look around and see what to do with them next. As I pass over the chessboard park I see a fight-dustcloud, and zoom in to see… whatever this is.
Charlotte Hopper: raising hell everywhere she goes. She’s feared by her friends and family for good reason you know.
[In the morning]
Corbin: “Hey dad, so you know how you keep saying you wish your painting room was bigger?”
Derek: “Yeah. You finally going to help me punch it out?”
Corbin: “Not exactly. Yuki has invited me to move in with her.”
Corbin jumped when Derek started laughing. “You don’t have to soften me up for news like that, I’m not going to stop you.” He tilted his head. “…And you do know that it’s already my room, I just let you stay there out of the kindness of my heart?”
Emerson sat down at the counter. “Yeah ‘cause I’m his favorite.”
Corbin: “Screw you Bummerson! I’m the favorite, why else would I get the bigger room?”
Derek: “Come on you guys, I don’t favor either of you over the other. You know I like Danae best.”
;D
The elusive cat-in-the-box.
While at rest it seems adorable, once activated the cat-in-the-box catches its prey by jumping out and running around madly until its hapless victim falls down with dizzy, confused laughter. The killing blow is surprisingly swift, usually coming from under the couch.
Sims County 