Ruby: Will you please stop calling my sons, ‘spawn’?
This blog is about my test subject and her ‘legacy’. Mostly its things I’ve discovered and found either funny or notable and a few things here and there that are… well just because I can.
So you've seen everything, done everything. I'm about a week behind everyone in play.
Yet I haven't seen anyone talk about the subject of others dying, such as family, that are not playable. More to the point, the inheritance…
Sherman's Mom is loaded. He recently discovered she's rich. *shakes head* Yes his own mother and he had no idea?
So he goes to visit his mother, Ma Bagely.
She has an interesting layout. Maybe I should have had Ruby move in with them instead of moving him out with her.
She has some interesting items in her home. Her daughter who is older than Sherman is still living with her. Sherman and Ma Bagely are still best friends. Rhoda or whatever her name is, she isn’t friends with him. They don’t see things / life / the law in the same way.
That’s right, Sherman is a good boy police officer. They’re naughty thieves.
Getting away from my point here. Oops.
I make sure to keep Ma there happy with her little boy. She is an elder and maybe some day when she kicks the bucket, she will send over some of that money she’s been hording / stealing / laundrying.
Back home, Steve is having fits. About what? Who knows? He has no needs that are not at least half way filled. He’s just a little stinker.
See? And this kid isn’t even the grumpy one.
Ruby took the boy genius out for some quality mom / son bonding. His next trait is fishing…
Whatever. Problem is they don’t talk to each other. Or is that just my imagination? I mean, I don’t think I saw even one talk bubble between them.
On the other hand grumpy boy can converse with dear old dad while he kicks his butt in chess.
Ruby: He’s a genius.
Probably makes you feel inferior doesn’t it?
Ruby: I … um… no… he wouldn’t… he loves me!
You keep telling yourself that.
Oh ya I forgot about those warnings. So welcome to adult hood… no one came to cheer for you? They were all too busy to care I suppose.
Ruby: Not true.
Ruby: See? Christian loves me. He is the only one to come outside to cheer for me.
Well whataya know? Maybe he does. Okay now that you’re done paying the bills and transitioning, go work on that story.
Ruby: Why am I outside? I was gonna do something…
You did, now go inside and work on your book.
Ruby: Huh? Do what? I came out here for a reason….
Ruby: Wow, you shouldn’t do that. You're going to permanently dent your forehead if you don't stop that.
Ruby: Really? Where?
You make my head hurt.
Speaking of hurt, oh I know that had to hurt. Don’t worry, he survived.
Sherman here is a police officer. He’s also a pretty handy guy to have around. Unfortunately he and I both forget about his reports. So occasionally he has to go out to his neighbors, befriend them and then question them. I really should work on his charisma, it would make this much easier! Anyhow, by the time he got done questioning one of the women at the Broke lot it had gotten dark. He started to panic. So I sent him home.
No sooner did he get in the house, he freaked out. *shakes head* I think a coward does not make a good police officer. Perhaps that is why he wants to be in forensics? Perhaps he feels safer there?
Some of their work uniforms are cute. Ruby is in the journalism track. I am digging the trench coat!
Oh, it Steve’s birthday. Look at me, I remembered a cake. Yay me!
Ruby: You forgot more often than remember.
I do? Oh right.
Like this time?
Or perhaps this time…
Ruby: At least now I know why I have the absent minded trait…
*blinks* No one gave you permission to be snarky.
Ruby: Do you have pictures of them after they transitioned?
*blinks again* Uh…
Ruby: As handsome as my husband is, they want to see my children.
No one wants to see the spawn.
Fine, here’s a shot of the spawn at dinner. One of the few times I managed to get them all at the table together. I made her sit back down seeing how she was the first to finish.
And here’s a better shot of spawn 2.
Ruby: Steve has grown to be his own sim.
Yes, he has his own style. It suits him. Just like Precious.
Ruby: Who? Who is this ‘precious’?
Precious Jones, they are very good together. Although I have to say I may have picked the wrong kid to be heir. While I forgot to write his traits down, I remember Christians and well…
Ruby: Well, what?
He’s not just a grumpy genius fisherman… he’s a grumpy genius fisherman that doesn’t like kids.
Ruby: Oh… right… well… hmm.
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