Sims 4 Legacy Challenge – Move out, move in

Following the epic birthday party / wake event, I finally got Poker and Canasta moved out. They moved in with Heriberto Coronado, Canasta’s beau, and from now on I don’t need to worry about them anymore. I do keep running into them here and there, but that’s normal and welcome.

There were many tearful farewells and promises to call Mom every day…

Tearful farewells…and Holdem moped about for a week solid, alternating between crying over his empty nest and crying over the lady who died at the party (whose name I still can’t remember and likely never will).

Holdem sadMeanwhile, Stacey enjoyed her space-woohoo so much she refused to change out of her spacesuit for days, and then she talked Baccarat into eloping the second they went on a date away from the house (and Elise’s stern gaze). They celebrated Stacey moving in with the family by following the tradition of woohooing in his parents’ bed. I’m still not sure what makes it so attractive…

Baccarat elopes

Mom and dad bed

Slapjack found his young lady again (yay!) and asked her over to the house. Things went swimmingly up until the first kiss, and then he discovered she’s noncommittal, mostly because she suddenly decided she just wasn’t that into him. He hasn’t given up yet, but I can tell you from experience that noncommital Sims are a major pain in the backside when it comes to anything beyond flirting; might as well call it ‘hard to get’ and be done with it.

Slapjack kissHe took her to the gym on a date, which in hindsight might not have been the most romantic location but did allow me to witness a couple of fun things.

First, this guy, with the same expression I’d be wearing if the Grim Reaper were following me down the street.

Being followed

Second, it turned out that Mr. Reaper was simply heading to the gym himself. I guess that svelte figure doesn’t look after itself.

Death at gym

Finally, I fell to my usual curse of altoholism and decided to start a legacy where I try to be as uncontrolling as possible, which is not an easy goal for me. I therefore made Liberty von Frei, a feisty young lady who, as it turns out, bears a startling resemblance to the Joker. Or maybe it’s just me? That guy should be looking a lot more scared, though as of the end of the first quick play-session, Liberty is either bi, gay, or just a total narcissist (having got it on with 2 people and currently preferring the young lady who is also called ‘Liberty’). Not sure I’ll keep playing her, but it was entertaining.

VF_Harley Quinn VF_Joker

 

 

Sims 4 Legacy Challenge – Four Birthdays and a Funeral

I’ll tell you one thing, life is never boring in the Mirage household.

After the last play session and post, I moved on to the Trips’ birthdays and decided to throw a relatively large bash, at which point I discovered that nobody in the family seems to know any women, or at least not any young ones. (Presumably they’re all busy mobbing Handsome Noble over in Oasis Springs…) The invite list was depressingly full of men and grandmothers, though Baccarat was at least able to invite Stacy Holden, the older woman he’s been hoping to get off with for weeks. There are no romantic interactions when one party is jailbait, sadly — though apparently it’s fine for siblings to get all nasty with each other, and it’s also ok if you’re in the same age bracket. (The incest thing may have been patched. It’s not something I’ve tested out.) Continue reading

Sims 4 Legacy Challenge – Playing The Field

One thing the Mirage boys have aplenty, it seems, is charm — even when they’re insane, apparently.

Baccarat set out for the park to meet some wimmin, and meet some he did… But because the game is doing weird things to my Sims’ relationships — mostly by resetting them to zero, even for people who have lived in the same house for years and chat with each other daily — he can’t even remember the name of the girl he liked best. Bummer.

Weighing options

Choice number two is apparently a bit older than Baccarat (which I cunningly deduced from the fact that she has three traits and so must be at least a young adult), but Bacs has always liked older women so, y’know, it’s cool. Plus she looks SO MUCH like Mom did at that age! Wait, is that weird?

just like elise

Ego: The Final Temptation

Oh dear.

Harb is doing a 20 days of blogging thing which he got from IHTTS, which percolated down along a chain I’m too lazy to list (and I don’t read those blogs, at least not yet*).

My ego finds the idea very interesting. The rest of me is trying to beat it into submission and silence. I still love the idea of blogging, but I’m having a devil of a time finding the time to do it. Add the fact that I’m not really playing any MMOs (or any other game) right now and you get a big fat nothing to write about and very little time in which to write it.

Sometimes Facebook is just easier.

I can’t believe I just wrote that.

And yet my ego wants me to tell you all about myself (again) for no particular reason other than its own pleasure. Perhaps confessing the kinky temptation will make it go away. Thirty lashes for the ego and get back to work, dammit!**

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*As an aside, the demise of Google reader appears to be spelling the demise of my blog reading. Feedly is okay, but it’s not as clean as Google Reader. There’s also the fact that I don’t have time to read blog posts these days, which might be the more important factor. Still, I don’t like change. Boo hiss. I’ll get used to Feedly but I’ll complain about it first.

**As another aside, one of the characters in a play-by-mail game I ran years ago (or it may have been one I played in) was a Spanish knight called Ivor Hujego. Loved that name. Still do. May have to steal it for a game someday, even if it means I have to transgender it to Iva Hujugo or something.

TSW and Noël

Today I logged back into TSW for the first time in, uh, some months, and it made me wish I hadn’t neglected it so. After some pretty strong disorientation, that is. I always get that going back to games – what’s this skill? How do I do that? Oh crap, the B button isn’t Bags, it’s Browser here (something I remapped immediately). How do I walk and talk, let alone chew gum or kill things?!

Still, it was fun. I instantly spent a bunch of freebie lifetime member points on a snazzy new outfit, then I went off in chase of the End of the World quest, which I’m still working on since walking and talking was proving to be such a challenge. Oh, and because I decided to work on a Blade/AR build I’d been pondering months ago before I stopped playing.

Anyway, it was a day without work, which has been pretty rare of late and thus makes it great and fun by definition. Also it’s Christmas Eve, which rocks, since that’s traditionally when presents are opened in France. One’s Christmas expectations seem to be formed in childhood, so I’ve never really got used to the whole wait-for-Christmas-Day business. Fortunately the spousal unit appears to endorse any option that means opening presents earlier.

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Joyful Oh-The-World-Didn’t-End – whatever it is you celebrate or don’t, be nice, be kind, and have fun.

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Shocked, not

This just landed in my inbox:

We’ve just made a major change to the business model of The Secret World in that we no longer require a subscription to play, and have instead introduced an optional Membership. As a lifetime subscriber this will only affect you in a positive way, read on for all the changes to our game!

The Grandmaster Pack continues as a powerful and lifelong commitment to the game for those with true dedication, and contains all the benefits given to members and more [etc etc.]

I doubt anyone else in the blogosphere will be surprised. I’m not disappointed, bothered or offended either – when I bought my lifetime sub it was as much to support the idea of the game as to get a lifetime sub, and I was well aware the game would be free-to-play fairly quickly (though I’ll admit, I didn’t think it would be this quickly).

I’ll get a bunch of goodies points and whatnot, which is fine by me since I like fluff and goodies. In fact, that one email was enough to make me bust out the launcher and start the (long and stupidly laborious, with my internet connection) process of getting the game patched and up to date. It’s probably been about 3 months since I last did that, so I should be ready to play around Christmas.

The shiny new feeling of Pandaclysm is wearing off, too, though I’m still having fun there when I have time to play, so maybe I’ll poke my head back into creepy-land and take on a bit more challenge than WoW offers a non-raider.

It’ll go well with the insanely creepy-scary nightmare I had a couple of days ago, about which I will say nothing except “lunch truck full of cannibal kids”. You can imagine the rest for yourself; it was more Stephen King than SAW, but it was still scary enough to make me extremely relieved when I woke myself up from it.

There you go, a little personal anecdote for free. Now back to work for me!