3.12 Jelly People

Hey beautiful people! How are you all doing on this glorious spring day? I hope there’s good weather where you live. This is the last chapter before the heir poll! YAY! Gen 4 is almost here! There will be a few more chapters in Gen 3, I assume, since I have been able to play sims much more consistently recently. So are you guys ready? Do you know who you’re voting for?

Last chapter, I ignored the entire family for Sylvia and Dirk, her new guy friend, and Niall decided to hate me and glitch out and almost break my game. More on that later. For now, let’s get into the chapter.

So you remember how I spent the entirety of last chapter ignoring everyone else in the household so Sylvia could meet Dirk? Well this is where Lincoln was. Any sims 2 players recognize this very humble abode?

Yep, it’s the Broke household! Complete with homicide pool!

Link was supposed to be visiting Beau but when I came to check on him, the house was eerily empty. Except for his dumb ass trying to sleep in his friend’s mom’s bed, that is.

Link: I was tired and you weren’t paying attention to me! You would think that autonomy was disabled in this save. Seriously, I’ve checked before. It’s not, they’re just idiots.

That is a fancy dinner date! Does Dirk’s girlfriend know he is taking you out to a restaurant after curfew dressed like that?

Sylvia: You really could write a book about the dumbest things, couldn’t you? No, she doesn’t know. And you don’t have to tell mom, either.

Don’t worry, I have other problems that don’t involve you staying out late with a boy. Niall, wtf is wrong with you??

Niall: I’m tired! Why am I still here? This gig was supposed to be over with hours ago!

Well, I realized much too late that I had saved during a glitch so I was hoping you could somehow come and fix it.

Unlikely.

So for some reason, stupid Showtime glitches, when I reset Niall the stage remained active. He still has the “Finish the show at so and so” work opportunity and it wont go away. Great!

Okay, I didn’t care what you were up to until you interrupted me as I was in the middle of trying to fix your father. There are important things going on, okay?

Yep, run your sneaky little ass down that alleyway.

Sylvia: Why didn’t you make me go home??

Don’t blame me!

Are you that excited to get escorted home in a cop car to get yelled at by your mother?

Somehow that cop looks like an even bigger dick than you.

Cop: Do you know what time it is, young lady?

Sylvia: No, please inform me.

You probably shouldn’t shit talk a cop. That isn’t how I’ve gotten out of 2 tickets. Don’t you know how to turn on the sweetheart eyes?

Sylvia: You know I don’t have sweetheart eyes.

Back to the glitch, forget any of that ever happened because I’m an idiot and had to quit without saving. I reset the lot, resulting in Niall losing his job. I mean, literally losing it. He was jobless. It didn’t even show up in his past jobs tab. So I freaked out, quit without saving, and tried some other methods of fixing the glitch. None of it worked.

So I finally came to my senses, looked at Niall’s performance values, reset the lot, and put all of his career values back to where they were using Master Controller. Sometimes glitches make you freak out and forget how awesome your mods are.

Link: WHO THE HELL IS THIS???

Oh! Looks like Alexander Goth did make it! I guess he’s been here all day waiting for Sylvia to show up. Awkward.

Link: I don’t care how awkward it is, get him out of my friggen room. I’m trying to sleep in here.

Hey, you tell him. What do you want ME to do, delete him?

Link: If you don’t get the hell out of my room, the overlord is going to delete you and you are going to die a slow and painful death in non-existence.

Alexander: You could have just asked nicely.

Link: URGHHHHH

How was your dinner?

Sylvia: Uneventful. Dirk is nice, but he’s stuck up his girlfriend’s butt.

They don’t have anything in common. Break them up. Duh.

Sylvia: You know I’m too busy to meddle with relationships. That’s your job.

Prisha: It’s a little weird that you’re hanging out in the empty nursery, isn’t it?

Alexander: I just came in here to make use of your rocking chair. That thing is awesome!

Prisha: tHaT tHiNg iS aWeSoMe!

Alexander: …

Prisha: RAWRRWAWRHHHMRVGG!

Alexander: I think I’m going to go home now…

Good idea kid.

Niall: YaY! I’m fixed!

Back to normal. Well, as normal as you can get I suppose.

Eli: Do you see this pony? MASTERPIECE!

Finally! You’ve only had that wish locked in for 2 life stages now.

Eli: I think it’s only a little cheatsy that I have mastered this skill and never touched the workbench.

Don’t blame me, I was tired of having to watch you skill up. Making you sit down with a book anywhere in the house where I can supervise you was much easier.

Eli: Supervise? When have you ever needed to supervise me?

A FEW HOURS LATER…

Link: Wow gramps, what have you been into and why wasn’t I invited? You don’t need supervision, huh?

Eli: Shut up.

Don’t you have ANYTHING better to do than play video games?

Niall: Better meaning what? Better as in more productive or better as in more fun for me? Because if it’s the latter, definitely not.

Niall: *mumbles* MAYBE IF YOU WOULD STOP USING THE TELESCOPE TO STARE AT A TREE THEN YOU WOULD FULFILL YOUR WISH TO FIND A STAR!

Niall: MAYBE IF YOU WOULD LET ME PLAY VIDEO GAMES I WOULD KNOW HOW TO USE A TELESCOPE!

That doesn’t even make sense!

It’s your birthday! Are you excited?

Link: Yes, so excited that I’m doing homework!

Listen here kid, don’t you want to have a good job and future?

Link: Dad has a good job and future and he doesn’t like homework, just like me!

Well, your dad’s job sucks, and he didn’t mind homework until adulthood. As a kid, he was pretty smart.

Link: Whatever, when I’m heir dad must give me all of his money and I won’t even have to work!

What a healthy outlook you have.

ASSHOLE. GO TO SCHOOL. What is it with these kids? On their birthday they don’t want to show up? Do they WANT C’s? I’ve literally never had kids like them.

Niall: I SEE A STAR!

You idiot, that’s a comet. You spent 12 hours out here just to find a damn COMET.

Niall: *SIGH* WOE IS ME! NO STARS IN SIGHT!

No stars in the trees, you mean. I giggled about this pic for way too long. I’m not sure what overcame me to test the heir poll poses on Niall, but I’m glad I did.

You guys sure are a riot!

Sylvia: I’m tired, I’m not bowling.

Lincoln’s birthday party was thrown at the bowling alley. Every kids’ favorite birthday spot, second only to the skating rink.

Sylvia: I really don’t know whether I should be excited or totally freaked out. This woman is around our family more than I am, what will it take for you to give her a new haircut and an actual outfit?

Uh, it would take me giving a shit. Duh.

It’s your birthday, aren’t you excited? That is the most forced smile I have ever seen.

Link: No, I’m totally happy.

His forced smile would have NOTHING to do with his father being too busy to attend his birthday, would it?

Niall: MAGICAL RUBBER DUCKIES! WHERE DO THEY COME FROM??

Niall: No seriously, where do they come from? Super spooky.

Duckies from hell.

Wtf assholes. You always get along. Why would you argue on Link’s birthday?

Eli: I can’t help that he said his father was an astronaut.

Link: I discovered a STAR! He is an astronaut!

*Sighs* I don’t even know what to do. Leave the kid alone Eli. It’s his birthday.

Dirk: SYLVIA I’M HERE!

Dirk: I WOULD NEVER MISS YOUR DARLING LITTLE BROTHER’S BIRTHDAY!

Prisha: Who the hell is this kid?

Sylvia: Oh dear Lord.

Link: Darling brother? Did you lie to this guy?

Percy’s wife who I still haven’t learned the name of: Sometimes Percy tells me he wished he had won the heir poll, and I almost feel bad for him, and then I remember what it’s like anytime I come around you guys. Then I tell him to shut the hell up.

Prisha: Relatable.

Paparazzi: BOO YOU SUCK OLD MAN.

Eli: I am so tired of this shit, will you blow out your candles already?

Paparazzi lady in ugly shorts: *writes frantically on notebook*

Eli Lemons abuses grandson????

Eli: I’m about to abuse him if he doesn’t hurry the hell up. Why do we ever come out in public?

Link: I wish my family wasn’t so dysfunctional!

One wish even God couldn’t grant.

Link: Just kidding, I wished for a komodo dragon.

Eli: NO.

Link: Why aren’t you guys freaking out in the usual party manner?

Sylvia: *blows horn obnoxiously* THAT’S THE TIME TO GO HOME HORN BEEP BEEP HURRY THE F- UP.

Prisha: GET A GOOD PICTURE OF MY ASS FOR THE BLOG. Don’t forget the kid in the skirt, that will get all the hits.

So much confidence.

Aaaand there it goes! Lincoln rolled Shy!

Eli: GET YOUR ASS IN THE CAR.

Lincoln Lemons, Couch Potato, Shy, Clumsy, Absent Minded.

Link: I’m with grandpa, lets go home.

Dirk: YOU ARE SO NICE MRS. LEMONS!

Prisha: Back off kid. You seem like one of those jelly people.

Sylvia: I seriously don’t understand what is going on.

Dirk fits in wonderfully.

Niall: Thank you, thank you!

Lady: That GOD he’s done. I was about to throw myself into that death box and cover myself in cement.

Niall: Hey baby, how it goes?

Prisha: Our kids are teens! We can finally move out!

That is not how it works.

Yep, can you believe it? Gen 3 is almost over! Here are our adorable Gen 4 kids. It’s a tough choice, they’re both great in their own way.

The heir poll will be up when you read this chapter, so go vote! It will be open for a week! Make sure to cast your vote! I love you guys, I hope you have enjoyed this generation thus far!

Link: *yawns* Photoshoot’s are hard!

Sylvia: Get out of the shot, loser!

Such sweet ones, these two.

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