Log 6.1: Don’t they know it’s the end of the world?

Wulp, it’s RL-day two and my sims are strangely not bothered by this whole take-off-and-nuke-the-site-from-orbit thing. And me, only oddly disjointed. I’m still feeling a bit rusty, so I’m just going to ramble-update you on how the restart is going.

6.1-the-fam
I don’t remember getting this Sim pregnant again, but we shan’t speak of it.

I suppose a re-intro of my Sims might be in order.  We have our gen 6 heir, Freesia Wolff – a Hot-Headed, Mean, Perfectionist who learned Social Giftedness from childhood and wants a Successful Lineage (barf!).  She didn’t retain her career on the trip, so she’s picked up Secret Agent again – the required skills and actions suit her and it pays pretty well.

6-Freesia
Brown hair, brown eyes, residual teeny eyes from previous pandemic.

 

Her soulmate, BFF, and husband Ace Sloan – a Romantic, Geeky Genius who wants to be a Best-Selling Author. He’s pretty much been a stay-at-home dad who writes while trying not to pass out from sleep deprivation, but, I’ve opted to disrespect that temporarily and make him enter the Writing career ’cause we need a computer ASAP (it’s only rank 2 – it’ll go quick!).

6-Ace
Black hair, brown eyes, great disposition – I love this dang sim.

 

And I just realized I’ve never introduced the kids! Well, first we had Gardener.

6-Gardener
Black hair, brown eyes. This kid definitely looks Wolffish.

He was a Happy Toddler (I dunno what that actually confers), because he was my first toddler and boy did I think toddlerhood was neat at first! And now he’s a Playful Scamp and has the Perfectionist trait.

Naturally, we needed a spare next. Enter Ginger, another Scamp. (I kinda gave up on her aspiration because she wasn’t getting credit for playful climbing no matter how climbey we played. But maybe I’ll try again in these new lands.)

6-Ginger
Black hair, brown eyes. I think she’s got more of her pop’s facial shape.

I guess Ginger wasn’t a Happy Toddler. Oops. I guess I gave up on that, too. (Sorry, kid!) I wasn’t a happy toddler-parent then either. Mainly because the highchair wouldn’t work, and I spent the days in panic over phoned threats from child protective services, hoping she would lower her standards and eat the rotting cheese sandwich off the floor before the cops came. Anyhow, she’s a Kleptomaniac now. Tsk, tsk.

6.1-the-sun-keeps-on-shinin
Fresh stolen cheese is way better than old floor cheese!

I should feel shame but it’s my first time with the trait and I’m kinda excited! 😀

She steals a lot of dirty plates from elementary school, which was annoying, until I found that having her ‘clean up’ the plates gives her a bit of Responsibility, which is nice. Once in a while she’ll nick a book, which is great ’cause we can’t afford any yet and Ace needs to read for his current job task.

She also steals this thing, which I’m pretty sure she really shouldn’t have access to –

6.1-debug-theft

She’s lifted 3 of them now. They don’t seem to function as a toy, but sell for $40 – I always get rid of them immediately, like they’re going to make my game explode. They could, y’know! But hopefully they don’t. Dang thief. Lol.

The new (to me) parenting mechanics seem kind of nifty. Since we don’t have any actual stuff to play with, the kids have been amusing themselves making messes.

6.1-more-mess
Remember when we were so poor, to have fun we had to sneak out at night n’spill paint in the road?
6.1-making-mess
And we couldn’t afford hot food, so we had to eat flour and ketchup off the lawn?

And then I make them clean it up! And they twinkle with Responsibility as though my incessant nagging might actually benefit them later in life! Ha!

.. As far as where they are, after hanging in indecision for a bit (and almost settling in a big empty Newcrest), I decided to bulldoze the Dresden House in Windenburg – my thoughts being that it would be preferable to start somewhere that already had neighbors and community lots. It’s a nice large lot, and I don’t know any of those townies/NPCs, and have barely been to any of their community lots, so it seemed like the sensible choice.

.. As for architectural concerns, I’m going to try not to build my usual conglomeration of legacy-house mess. I wind up really hating that and having a heck of a time fixing it. Rather, gonna aim for building when I can actually afford to add a whole, functionally-furnished room. Probably going to be modeling the style off some of the model rooms. (I like the look of the partly-brick loft style rooms – hopefully I’ll be able to grab some of those eventually.)

Thankfully, meanwhile there’s tents.

6.1-tents
Yay, tents!

Who needs a lawn bed when you can have camping? The fresh air! The sounds of nature! They’ll wake up feeling renewed, and ready to drink in the day!

6.1-mad-momma
Or ready to bite off the first head to poke itself out of the tent.

Eventually, of course, the lack of plumbing becomes an issue that affects all others. And then relationships begin to suffer.  So I broke down and used all but our last $87 to purchase a prefab bathroom, so that the pregnant woman would stop scaring everyone.

6.1-the-most-important-room
Clean and serene – not like your usual family bathroom at all! 😀

Not the best start for a house, but if ya ain’t got one, a bathroom’s the most important.

Anyway, I feel like I’m getting back into the swing of things. Now, off to the library — I don’t remember what day the bills come but I’m gonna have to write a book or two to make enough money to cover them!

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4 thoughts on “Log 6.1: Don’t they know it’s the end of the world?

    1. Yeah, that normally does the trick, but it wasn’t working either. Pretty sure it’s a symptom of a larger issue with that save, as the mom’s aspiration was also failing to update.

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