Hey, what’s up, HELLO! How are you guys doing? Sylvia and Lincoln have stayed neck and neck this entire poll! It seems like every other day Sylvia is one vote up, and then I check again and Link has caught up! If you haven’t voted, vote HERE! The poll ends Friday!
Last chapter, Dirk and Sylvia started dating, Niall got promoted to level 8, and Link met his crush Betty at the horse park!
Eli: Ya see this, bitches? No skill bar. That is 4 maxed out skills.
I’m so lucky to have you as my Gen 2 Heir. Now, go take a bath.
Prisha: I can’t believe you have me fixing the shower. I haven’t fixed anything my entire life! This is taking forever!
Oh, cry me a river. I don’t have enough time to wait for a repairman to get here!
IT’S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEARRRRR! It’s supposed to be spring where I live, but it snowed today. It’s April. What is this bullcrap.
Niall finally taught Sylvia how to drive. Then I guess he dropped her off at a random house to… read in the front yard?
Sylvia: You want me to succeed. don’t you? If I age up again without the ability to pick my own trait, I’m going to be pissed.
You can’t pick your trait anyways, it’s randomized- hey, that stalker paparazzi has your mom’s top!
Sylvia: Finally she’s gotten some fashion sense.
Dancing. huh. Why are you dancing?
Link: For fun. Why can’t we just have fun around here?
You can have fun when you’re old and have completed your LTW. Those are the rules.
Link: Whose rules?
MY RULES!
I’ve never seen those earrings before.
Prisha: These are my bathtub earrings. I only bring them out for special occasions.
Prisha: SO MUCH POWER!
Prisha: I CAN’T HANDLE IT! IT’S OUT OF CONTROL!
What the hell are you doing?
Prisha: Giving my son a girlfriend, duh!
Well, not exactly. Prisha can’t make them date yet, but she did make them good friends. I’m not really sure how it works. I guess Prisha just makes Link’s instagram look super aesthetic?
You’re such an old geezer.
Eli: It’s not my fault you sent me to the junkyard and then forgot about me.
Oh shit. My bad. Get up then!
Eli: You can tell this is a fancy junkyard because the metal room is heated!
Damn, junk for the rich and famous!
Prisha: If you are going to cook, make something good. Like waffles or grilled cheese.
Sylvia: Damn mom, you’re lucky I made this without breaking anything. I’ve never cooked before.
Niall: I’m tired of doing it in the bed. We need a new place. Let’s try the kids treehouse. They don’t use it anymore!
Prisha: Niall, its less that 10 degrees outside. I’m not getting frostbite just because you’re “tired of doing it on the bed.”
Niall: Dangit woman!
Look at this cute picture of Sylvia and Dirk at the Fall festival!
Sylvia: How am I supposed to know this? Seriously, this is making me not want to go to University.
Yea it sucks but that’s life and you’re going. What did you make?
Sylvia: 872/2400. Is that even good?
I mean it could be worse. Your brothers was worse.
Sylvia: That doesn’t make me feel any better. For so many reasons.
Link: Being bad a school doesn’t make you dumb!
Sylvia: What makes you dumb then, dummy?
Link: Eh, I don’t know!
Prisha: PLOP IN THE SNOW LOL!
Prisha: Ahahaha, it’s in my ass crack!
Prisha: CHEESE!
Try not to get it on in your brother’s room.
Sylvia: GET OUT!
Niall has the eternally ringing crotch glitch. Playing without sound effects is so weird. I had to for an entire sim day before I realized I could use Overwatch to make someone call him. That’s how you fix it, by the way. You just have to answer the phone.
Niall: I’ve got chills! They’re multiplying!
Stalker: AND I’M LOSING ALL CONTROL!
Please don’t lose all control.
Eli: OH SHIT FIRE! FIRE ON MY ASS!
Eli: I WON’T DIE THE SAME WAY DAD DID!
Don’t worry. Your dad died in a freak birthday cake fire. You’re going to run and extinguish yourself in the shower and all will be well.
Niall: So today is our birthday.
Prisha: Please turn off your damn phone before I kill myself.
They are so freaking cute. This is the picture I’m having Eli paint of them.
Niall: Well, since I have a gig at 4 we better get this over with.
Niall: I wish to keep my hair. And my figure. Of course.
Niall: Shit, I forgot to mention my beard!
Niall: My flab chin is on complete display, isn’t it?
Eh, maybe a little bit…
Prisha: My husband had to leave before my birthday, but at least my kids are here!
Eli: I hate to be a party pooper, but can I head to bed?
Uh, no.
Niall: BOO I’M BACK! MY GIG ISN’T UNTIL 8!
Sylvia: Yay! Dad is back!
Eli: God damnit.
Prisha: I hope when this is over you fix him. Where did his eyebrows go??
Niall: Where did my eyebrows go?
Sylvia: Sorry mom but I’m starving, I’m just going to sneak in here and…
Sylvia: Oh never mind!
Prisha: Oh I’m old as hell!
Prisha: But at least I still have my eyebrows!
Niall: 😦
Sylvia: CAN WE JUST EAT THE CAKE NOW. ME AND GRANDPA ARE TIRED!
Niall: My eyebrows are still missing!!!
Sylvia: Seriously, please move.
There are 2 cakes! JUST MOVE ONE!
Niall: Ayeee, my eyebrows do exist!
Sylvia: Urgh.
Niall: Just kidding.
Prisha: Oh Jesus.
For some reason, Niall’s eyebrows turn grey when he’s in his magician’s costume. I tried everything I could think of to fix it. Whatever. It’s a magic trick!
Niall: Now we’re both old dad!
Eli: *Sighs*
Prisha is still adorable.
Prisha: Well I hope so.
It’s the night before prom so you guys better get this thing going!
Link: H-hey.
Oh geez.
Link: So, it’s pretty late huh?
Betty: Yea…
Betty: Listen, I don’t know what you invited me over for, but I have a guess. And I have a boyfriend.
Link: Wait, for real?
Betty: For real.
Link: Well, we’re still friends. Let’s just stay friends.
Betty: I’m glad you’re cool with that.
And then she ran off into the night.
She is so cute. Oh my goodness.
Hurry up and get Social Networking level 10 so we can break Betty and her boyfriend up!
Prisha: On it chief!
It’s now 2 AM, everyone in the house is asleep… and what the heck?
Dirk, what are you doing here?!
Sylvia: What the hell Dirk? I called you at 7. That was forever ago. I was asleep!
Dirk: I’m sorry, I was tied up. I came as soon as I could.
Dirk: You look pretty. It’s hard to be grumpy at that.
Sylvia: Yea, you’re pretty handsome yourself.
Sylvia: I know what we can do!
Dirk: You know, I don’t have on any gloves.
Sylvia: Don’t worry.
Sylvia: Frostbite doesn’t really hurt that bad.
Dirk: What if your parents saw us out here?
Sylvia: They would kick me out of the house.
Sylvia: Hah, just kidding. They would call you garbage and ground me. It’s fine. They’re dead asleep. They’re old now!
Dirk: Huh, good to know.
Dirk: well, I better be getting home now. You finish it and send me a picture.
Sylvia: Will do.
Sylvia: Perfect! And bedtime! Wait didn’t you forget-
Working on the portrait I see!
Eli: Shhh, I need silence!
Prisha: I did it! And you’re only 200 followers’ away from a 5 star blog!
Prisha: Retirement, here I come!
Wait, how did prom go?
Link: It went.
I don’t understand, I had your mom make you and Betty boyfriend and girlfriend! Did nothing happen?
Link: She wasn’t even there.
Well tits. That’s a bummer.
Prisha: How my OOTD’s do you have to post before you have a 5 star blog?
Apparently 3 life stages worth! YAY! Prisha completed her LTW! I couldn’t be happier to never have to use that stupid blog app again! The social networking skill is really useful. Especially the relationship app. But the blogging is a no from me. It’s super tedious and there’s nothing to show for all the work you have to put into it? I hope I’m not the only one who feels that way.
Well guys, that’s the end of this chapter! Remember, if you haven’t voted already, HERE is the Gen 4 Heir Poll! Each vote counts! Hope you’re having a great week!
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