Heir Salon I - Part 2

 GENERATION 1

CURRENT AMOUNT OF KIDS: 9

     Before any kind of showdown at any Heir Salon can begin, Fiona decided to congratulate one of her little sisters for bravely accepting the challenge of becoming the heiress for the Second Generation.

Or more accurately, being unlock enough to be the last girl born this time around.

    And what is the Heir Salon in question, you may ask? Well, it's the Hollands' new home!
Immediately after I snapped the above picture, I stuffed all the important stuff into my Sims' inventories, demolished their house, and with the (approx.) 35,000 Simoleons I earned back, I bought the property across the street from the old home, and built for a good week and a half. 

  So without further ado . . .

. . . I was left with $627 Simoleons in spending cash. But guess whose room I forgot?

THE (NEARLY) ELDERLY WOMAN'S ROOM. GAH.

   But thankfully, her book royalties came rolling in!

   Only to leave us with even less cash.

   

  Emma distracted herself from her family's inevitable money woes by working up a sweat, while Gwen just ssat back and . . .  watched her like the weirdo she is. Or maybe she's just formulating a plan?

    After stalking her big sis, Gwen goes off into the kitchen and decides to be productive in life by doing her homework with Heather. Upon bringing up the idea of a contest, Heather replied with this gem:

"It better not be a painting contest. Not that I'd be any worse than you, but still!"

   Gwen is not amused, and furrowed her brow in thought. What should we do?

   It's too late to ponder anything; it's a school night, after all! As everyone goes off to their bedroom --

  (Can you blame me? The triplets are moving out in three days! Also Fiona wants science related stuff all the time!)

    An idea suddenly hit me. I should do something where Gwen and Heather don't have any prior experience in! I quickly went to Emma's Simology panel:

Before you ask, I have to take an actual screenshot in Windows and paste it into MS Paint so tags can show up.

   Alright. Gwen and Heather better get their rears in gear -- it's gonna be on like Donkey Kong! But first, meditation.

    Shortly after that piece of tranquilness, Em marched right up to her sisters' bedroom and ordered them out of bed.

@ Gwen - omen?

 Since school's going to begin soon, one of them has to play around with the training dummy -- 

 Oh, nice!

Oh, wait.

  Em has a long day ahead of her. Her couch bed hasn't been doing her any favors, so, off she goes into Heather's bed, whilst the sisters took turns in the workout room. Since Heather started first, she got to her white belt first.

She's in it to win it!

  Gwen, meanwhile, practiced with the dummy the way a vaudeville actress would.

  And Angie managed to get some cash and inspiration (with the actual army's baby close by).

  Oh, and Gwen got her belt too, but rather than pulling nightmare faces on us, she swore vengeance on her mom's pseudo MacBook that always freaking breaks. 

  Before the twins fought for honor, glory and WooHoo, however, pleasantries were exchanged.

  And off they go to the Peculiar Pool for some nice sisterly sparring. As in actual hand to hand combat, not passive aggressive remarks on each other's fashion senses.

  And here to set the mood:

                                                                FIGHT!

                           AND THE WINNER IS




                            ANGELINE


                                  since, y'know, it's her birthday.

Her very derpy birthday.

   I'll be honest, I was hoping to have a breathing contest in the pool as a tie breaker, but the teens' curfew set in and they ran home like the nice law abiding Sims they are. 

   In lieu of that, the grande finale was placed in the kitchen. 

Where all women inevitably end up in life.

   Oh yeah, the two leveled up in their fights, so expect . . . the same exact animations.
Anyway. 

                                 AND THE WINNER IS

                       
                        FINISH HER

    That works, too.

   Just to explain, the Heir Salon will be a list of challenges I present to the two youngest girls of each generation, because just choosing the last one born is kind of boring. 

   And who else to end the night with but Emma the Meditation Master.

"I can only teach you the ways of martial arts, not childbirth."

 Also, Angie in her new swanky onesies.

"Hey mom, what does a piece of firewood and your wardrobe have in common?  They'll burn eventually."

Heir Salon I - Part 1

 GENERATION 1

CURRENT AMOUNT OF KIDS: 9

    If there was anytime I wished that I could be a Sim, these past two weeks would certainly have been the time. 

  Because all mine did was freaking SLEEP. 

   To be fair, Angeline probably slept that long is because she's on the verge of turning into an elder. Like, "one day away" verge. I can't believe it, either.

    So for memory's sake, here's the last time we're going to see Angie while she's young.

And without dentures.

  

    Thankfully, Heather has picked up the role of family chef from dear old mom. 

   

The treats are so good that Gwen didn't notice her lack of thumb afterwards.

   And I'm not sure if Angie will achieve her lifetime wish before passing on, but money is money. Raising three teenagers and three kids isn't exactly living a frugal lifestyle.

     Meanwhile, Emma tried to start a dunking contest with Danny. In the freezing cold weather. Sounds like someone is trying to either break bones or get sick on purpose. 

   Sorry, Em, you're going to

   bonding with your brother and sisters. So there.

   Also, Angie started playing some EA product placement football game while I wasn't looking.

Joke's on her, she can't even reach the keyboard.

    I'm going to say it right now -- I'm going to fudge the rules a bit today. Since Gwen and Heather are two days away from becoming teenagers, and nowhere near getting on the honor roll (and won't get to it in time due to snow), we're going to throw an impromptu birthday party . . .  and give them a challenge at the Heir Salon. I'll explain that one in a bit.


   But first, the fudging. Of a cake.

  Since Gwen is the oldest, she gets the homemade cake. No, I'm not playing favorites.

Ian is, though. He doesn't have a horrible scowl and has actual clothing on.

 Yes, these traits are still indeed the first ones to come up after clicking on the randomization dice. (That's the one thing I'm going to miss about screen capping the game on my OS X Mavericks partition,  TS3's infotags don't show up when you use the Windows 7 Snipping Tool.)

  The randomized clothing choices were pretty decent this time around. (Note clothing, not shoes.) Usually you need to go all Fashion Police on your Sims, but I lucked out. That hasn't happened since Brad aged up to a kid!

 Jeez, Heather can give Angelina Jolie a run for her money in the lips department. 

   Anyways, that's enough for this part. Tune in tomorrow for the showdown at the elusive Heir Salon! What challenges await Gwen and Heather?! Which daughter will get the honor of being the next baby factory?! 

    Same Sim time, same Sim blog~

Making a Migration to Windows 7! (While on a Mac) -- DONE!

Hi everyone, just a quick note:

In order to make my iMac more work efficient, I finally set up a Windows 7 partition - aka Boot Camp - on it, so it can be my "play" side just for my Simmies  ;) . 

Now, I know what you're thinking:

"You played TS3 . . . on an iMac . . . up to this point? Are you, like, cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs?"

To which I respond, "Well, since EA ported the game over to the Mac, clearly they had intentions of Mac users playing the game."

Anyway, I have to reinstall all my Sims 3 EPs, SPs and Store content (which there is a lot), and deal with schoolwork on top of that, so I will have a to take a very brief hiatus from the 100BC so I can my TS3 can make a safe migration. Hopefully by mid-October I'll be back and at 'em. 

On the plus side, hellllloooo TS2 Ultimate and TS4!!!

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UPDATE 10/3/14:

Alright, it's been pretty smooth sailing so far on the reinstalling front, so I'll post my progress and schedule here.

The base game took about an hour and a half. All the EPs installed so far, barring World Adventures, have taken a little over an hour and a half to install. (WA took about two hours for some reason, maybe Origin's servers were having issues?) My only SPs, Town Life and Master Suite, thankfully took only fifteen minutes each.

INSTALLING COMPLETED:

BASE GAME - Downloaded and installed on 9/28

WORLD ADVENTURES - Downloaded and installed on 9/29

AMBITIONS - Downloaded and installed on 10/1

LATE NIGHT - Downloaded and installed on 10/1

TOWN LIFE STUFF - Downloaded and installed on 10/1

PETS - 1st 50% downloaded on 10/2 and installed the rest on 10/2

MASTER SUITE STUFF - Downloaded and installed on 10/2

SHOWTIME - Downloaded and installed on 10/2

SUPERNATURAL - 1st 50% downloaded on 10/2 and installed the rest on 10/3
SEASONS - Downloaded and installed on 10/3
UNIVERSITY LIFE - Downloaded and installed on 10/3
ISLAND PARADISE - Downloaded and installed on 10/3

STORE CONTENT - Downloaded and installed assets during 10/3 - 10/8

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UPDATE 10/11/14:

      Sorry for the minor delay in updating. I was studying for two geology tests back to back -- but now the migration is 100% complete!! I've really missed writing, so I'm glad to be back on track!

Turbo Toddler

 GENERATION 1

CURRENT AMOUNT OF KIDS: 9

    "Kids grow up so fast," they oftentimes say. Whoever "they" is absolutely true, because Ian aged up, like, three Sim hours after he was born.

     Even more impressive is the fact that Angeline just . . . dumps Ian into the walker. She's clearly getting too old for this crap.

    Gwen, on the other hand, is pretty young to be thinking about how to start writing out an entire multi-chapter novel for public consumption, but since she may very well be our Generation 2 heir, who would I be to deny a young girl her wish?

"Not talking about William and Harry. Heather and I look way cuter."

    She wrote for a good twenty minutes, then proceeded to paint yet another abstract piece of work. At least she made good cash pronto.

   Ah, the wonders of toddler toys! Ian hit his first milestone without his mom's help!

Not sure if proud or depressed.

   Neither did Fiona, apparently. But look! She didn't blow up her den!

    Oh, yeah, don't think I'm leaving Heather out in the dust; for the past two Sim days, she's been autonomously playing with her Not-Easy-Bake toy oven constantly. Now she's the miniature Cake Boss!!

   The next day started off with Ian putting on his big boy pants:

     And since his poor big brother Danny had wet his, I decided to buy him a lifetime reward. Just so one less person in this house needs to shower on a regular basis.

He still had to shower afterwards, though.

    Fiona gets one too, after all she finally improved her Science skill to "not failtastic".  Since Angie had a whole bunch of them stocked up, what reward would be better for her little genius than the . . .

    She got some groovy outerwear before heading out in the great bone-chillingly cold outdoors.

     Gwen finally made some buck off her book!

     After an entirely grueling two hours of search, Fi came home with two seeds and four rocks to analyze. Each of which ended with disappointment.

      You might not have noticed I've kind of ignored Emma today. If you did, here's your reward: a new hairdo and outfit suited for the wintertime. She poses that way a lot, but she can't hold a candle to Brad.

    Thankfully, Ian's exhausted of being a toddler after only one day of being one. I don't blame the kid, I'd get tired of people taking care of me, too. Time to age him up!

   I sense a lot of bonding with Fiona in the future . . .

  

   And purple. Lots and lots of purple!