The Gorey Legacy Part 3
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doronjosimaIt's been a cruddy week for me, and it's only Wednesday, so that means simming has occurred. Enjoy!
First things first, Naenae changed into an outfit that doesn't corset down her pregnant belly. Like any pregnant woman, she just wants to be comfortable.
She then proceeded to ignore her guest and take a nap. The guest was summarily dismissed by Friedrich.
GOTH IN HER VERY SOUL! Either that, or like Winnie the Pooh, she likes to pretend to be a little black rain cloud. This picture completely cracks me up!
Despite her first bout of barfing, Naenae didn't barf again through her pregnancy. She did eat like a total pig, however, messily and constantly.
She'd just finished yet another meal when Friedrich decided to cook some more. He really needs to lay off the cooking, she finds it very unmanly.
Fortunately, Friedrich distracted her from his cooking prowess with a dirty joke.
Our Naenae's a real classy lady. She loved it. Also, I think the hormones may have rendered her a little unbalanced.
How cute is it when your Sims do autonomous romantic things? Friedrich caressed Naenae all on his own. I admit it, I squee'd just a little.
As they're fairly poor due to saving up for a new house and Naenae is too tired from pregnancy, this is how they spend most evenings.
Friedrich reads... (and looks adorably nerdy while doing it...)
Naenae watches a lot of TV. By the look on her face, I am pretty sure she's watching crazy reality shows. (I don't know how else to explain that look of complete shock and awe.)
Voila! Final trimester! Also, default pajamas are BLACK! I'm telling you, this girl was destined to be goth. That pink Barbie thing she wore in college was just to keep her parents happy so they'd keep shelling out the tuition, I'm sure. It's so wonderful that she found Friedrich, so she could express her true personality.
Friedrich is delighted by the pregnancy. He autonomously talked to the baby.
And he was all about the autonomous belly rubs. It was really adorable.
Yet, the idea of his wife getting naked so she can bathe herself is COMPLETELY scandalous!
Finally, the young couple have enough money to move to their new lot. They now live at 1908 Amphigorey Lane. Tragically, they were too financially constrained to complete the interior decorations before they moved in, and the house was very low on windows. But, as they intend to live there forever, they have all the time in the world to improve their home.
Immediately after they moved in, Naenae looked at me reproachfully, I think because of her awful default maternity wear. But once again, it was BLACK. What are the odds here, seriously?
Unable to hold out for his dream job as a reporter, Friedrich had to settle for a career in the paranormal. His outfit was quite hilarious.
While he was at work, some people came by to welcome them to the neighborhood.
Naenae completely ignored them, so she could write a poem of her own.
Naenae: This poem is called "Ode to a Hideous Garment". Oh hideous garment, hideous, hideous, I despise your folds, all insidious...
She finally changed into her regular maternity outfit, and spent the day playing chess and making excellent faces. I'm really hoping hormones are causing that expression, and not some sort of illegal substance.
Friedrich is fascinated by rain. Okay then!
He also tends their lone apple tree, which is probably fated to die.
Since Naenae was home all day alone and bored, she insisted they play jan-ken-po in the still unfinished bathroom.
Friedrich better watch himself, Naenae seems extremely pissed off about losing.
My advice? Let the wookiee win. Or the pregnant woman, because both are liable to rip your arms off if they lose.
More autonomous caresses for the win.
And Friedrich is still scandalized by his wife's nudity.
Naenae's pregnancy was pretty easy- she mostly ate and slept and was bored.
Of course, the fateful day had to come.
Naenae: Uh, something feels slightly... off...
Friedrich sprinted in as fast as he could!
The labor was so terrible, Naenae had to lean on the wall. Friedrich, in the grand tradition of Sim fathers, waved his hands ineffectually.
And apparently, as soon as his wife gave birth, he swooned over her. It's love!
The baby was a boy, with all of his father's (custom) coloring. I expected as much. He is named Boggerslosh Gorey. Welcome Generation 2!
Amazingly enough, no one set Boggerslosh on the floor as soon as he was born.
Friedrich fed him...
While Naenae did diaper duty. It's amazing that she had her figure back so quickly, and was rocking her shiny vinyl fetish skirt mere hours after giving birth.
She also fed the baby. You can witness the uncleaned kitchen- no one did any housework in the last few days of her pregnancy.
I love Naenae, I seriously do, but sometimes her face scares me just a little bit. Don't devour the soul of your freshly born child, lady!
Finally, my Sims decided to act like Sims and totally fail at parenting. Boggerslosh was left in a cloud of his own stink in his crib. What were they doing instead?
Well, Friedrich was busy getting a promotion in a career track he doesn't even enjoy.
While Naenae was trying to improve her cooking skills. (She also cleaned the kitchen finally.)
Once the baby was cleaned, fed and put down to sleep, well, clearly Naenae and Friedrich had to try for another.
They are a pretty cute couple, even when Friedrich is trying to poke her in the face with his nose.
And voila, baby-making commenced!
I think this was taken just to show how hot Naenae is in her undies... and get used to them, she has no shame.
She looked far, far too happy to be waving that giant knife around. Also, I don't advise cooking spaghetti in your underwear in real life. Spatters, you know. It's painful.
She didn't even care that the neighbors might be outside. She just walked by, all blase, totally ignoring the fact that she was in her undies. I predict a line of teenage boys will be forming across the street from her house in the future.
She was an excellent mother, even if she has strong exhibitionistic traits.
What's this?
Naenae: Ugh, I almost threw up! How gross!
This is the closest she got to throwing up in her second pregnancy. She's a Family Sim all right.
On the way back from work, we get treated to another invisible pop.
Once in her maternity wear, she's pleased as punch. I honestly have never had a Sim be more serene and calm about being pregnant before.
Finally, it's time for little Boggerslosh to have a birthday!
They blew out the candles together.
And the arcane baby flinging ritual is completed! Boggerslosh grew up into completely appropriate clothes. Punk rock babies forever!
He turned out very cute, but I changed his hair almost as soon as possible. He didn't really need to look like an aging 1980's hair metal musician. He's only a toddler, after all.
Immediately after the toddler makeover, Naenae set to work teaching him his skills.
This was apparently extremely boring!
They are adorable together!
Boggerslosh is a little bipolar, which bodes ill for his future. First, he screams so hard, his teeth come out his lower jaw. (I hate that glitch, it's terrifying.)
Then, not two seconds later, he's perfectly cheerful. MOODY.
Though Boggerslosh is fishbelly white like his daddy, I also think he is adorable.
He is mean to his stuffed Frankiestein though.
This is just a cute father and son picture.
Boggerslosh's favorite toy turned out to be the xylophone. I predict musical instruments in his future! Perhaps he can learn the harpsichord or the concertina.
Friedrich took on the difficult business of teaching Boggerslosh to talk.
Voila! It's the final trimester for baby #2, and Naenae looked quite insane about this revelation.
She managed to toilet train little Boggy, but had to use smart milk to speed the process along. It still ended up with dire consequences, as well.
This pregnancy was much harder on her, and she passed out on the floor! It was here that I realized just how much I abuse maxmotives in my non-Legacy lots!
Thus, Friedrich finished little Boggy's education. He taught his son to talk.
And even despite passing out, Naenae still had a platinum mood, so it was her duty to make Boggy's smart milk every time. She looked exhausted, though.
Her cooking skills improved, but she still burned things. Sadly, she was so hungry, she felt compelled to eat the bad food anyway. Severe hunger makes you stupid sometimes, I know from experience.
Friedrich spent his evenings teaching Boggy to walk.
When this goal was achieved, he looked incredibly sad about it.
Friedrich: I think I must write a poem about this- the passage of time, the fleetingness of life...
He perked up just in time to witness Naenae going into labor.
Relaxing on the bed with a smile isn't winning you any brownie points, mister.
Despite the complete lack of help (or even any encouraging hand-waving), Naenae gave birth to a baby girl! She again has all her daddy's (custom) coloring. She was christened Epergne.
Friedrich was so excited, he levitated. Yeah, too little, too late, buddy.
Friedrich: Oh, my love, it's wondrous that we have produced such a beautiful daughter!
Naenae: Whaddaya mean "we", white man?
And I'll end on a shot of little baby Epergne. Like all Sims infants, she's perfectly cute, because they all look the exact same.
I promise I haven't forgotten about the Rosales-Varmas, either. Their lot is just so big and there are so many of them, I haven't had time to devote to them lately between work and real life. I've got some more screenies to sort, and hopefully I can give them an update soonish. Thanks again for reading, and an extra big thanks for the comments. They make my day.
First things first, Naenae changed into an outfit that doesn't corset down her pregnant belly. Like any pregnant woman, she just wants to be comfortable.
She then proceeded to ignore her guest and take a nap. The guest was summarily dismissed by Friedrich.
GOTH IN HER VERY SOUL! Either that, or like Winnie the Pooh, she likes to pretend to be a little black rain cloud. This picture completely cracks me up!
Despite her first bout of barfing, Naenae didn't barf again through her pregnancy. She did eat like a total pig, however, messily and constantly.
She'd just finished yet another meal when Friedrich decided to cook some more. He really needs to lay off the cooking, she finds it very unmanly.
Fortunately, Friedrich distracted her from his cooking prowess with a dirty joke.
Our Naenae's a real classy lady. She loved it. Also, I think the hormones may have rendered her a little unbalanced.
How cute is it when your Sims do autonomous romantic things? Friedrich caressed Naenae all on his own. I admit it, I squee'd just a little.
As they're fairly poor due to saving up for a new house and Naenae is too tired from pregnancy, this is how they spend most evenings.
Friedrich reads... (and looks adorably nerdy while doing it...)
Naenae watches a lot of TV. By the look on her face, I am pretty sure she's watching crazy reality shows. (I don't know how else to explain that look of complete shock and awe.)
Voila! Final trimester! Also, default pajamas are BLACK! I'm telling you, this girl was destined to be goth. That pink Barbie thing she wore in college was just to keep her parents happy so they'd keep shelling out the tuition, I'm sure. It's so wonderful that she found Friedrich, so she could express her true personality.
Friedrich is delighted by the pregnancy. He autonomously talked to the baby.
And he was all about the autonomous belly rubs. It was really adorable.
Yet, the idea of his wife getting naked so she can bathe herself is COMPLETELY scandalous!
Finally, the young couple have enough money to move to their new lot. They now live at 1908 Amphigorey Lane. Tragically, they were too financially constrained to complete the interior decorations before they moved in, and the house was very low on windows. But, as they intend to live there forever, they have all the time in the world to improve their home.
Immediately after they moved in, Naenae looked at me reproachfully, I think because of her awful default maternity wear. But once again, it was BLACK. What are the odds here, seriously?
Unable to hold out for his dream job as a reporter, Friedrich had to settle for a career in the paranormal. His outfit was quite hilarious.
While he was at work, some people came by to welcome them to the neighborhood.
Naenae completely ignored them, so she could write a poem of her own.
Naenae: This poem is called "Ode to a Hideous Garment". Oh hideous garment, hideous, hideous, I despise your folds, all insidious...
She finally changed into her regular maternity outfit, and spent the day playing chess and making excellent faces. I'm really hoping hormones are causing that expression, and not some sort of illegal substance.
Friedrich is fascinated by rain. Okay then!
He also tends their lone apple tree, which is probably fated to die.
Since Naenae was home all day alone and bored, she insisted they play jan-ken-po in the still unfinished bathroom.
Friedrich better watch himself, Naenae seems extremely pissed off about losing.
My advice? Let the wookiee win. Or the pregnant woman, because both are liable to rip your arms off if they lose.
More autonomous caresses for the win.
And Friedrich is still scandalized by his wife's nudity.
Naenae's pregnancy was pretty easy- she mostly ate and slept and was bored.
Of course, the fateful day had to come.
Naenae: Uh, something feels slightly... off...
Friedrich sprinted in as fast as he could!
The labor was so terrible, Naenae had to lean on the wall. Friedrich, in the grand tradition of Sim fathers, waved his hands ineffectually.
And apparently, as soon as his wife gave birth, he swooned over her. It's love!
The baby was a boy, with all of his father's (custom) coloring. I expected as much. He is named Boggerslosh Gorey. Welcome Generation 2!
Amazingly enough, no one set Boggerslosh on the floor as soon as he was born.
Friedrich fed him...
While Naenae did diaper duty. It's amazing that she had her figure back so quickly, and was rocking her shiny vinyl fetish skirt mere hours after giving birth.
She also fed the baby. You can witness the uncleaned kitchen- no one did any housework in the last few days of her pregnancy.
I love Naenae, I seriously do, but sometimes her face scares me just a little bit. Don't devour the soul of your freshly born child, lady!
Finally, my Sims decided to act like Sims and totally fail at parenting. Boggerslosh was left in a cloud of his own stink in his crib. What were they doing instead?
Well, Friedrich was busy getting a promotion in a career track he doesn't even enjoy.
While Naenae was trying to improve her cooking skills. (She also cleaned the kitchen finally.)
Once the baby was cleaned, fed and put down to sleep, well, clearly Naenae and Friedrich had to try for another.
They are a pretty cute couple, even when Friedrich is trying to poke her in the face with his nose.
And voila, baby-making commenced!
I think this was taken just to show how hot Naenae is in her undies... and get used to them, she has no shame.
She looked far, far too happy to be waving that giant knife around. Also, I don't advise cooking spaghetti in your underwear in real life. Spatters, you know. It's painful.
She didn't even care that the neighbors might be outside. She just walked by, all blase, totally ignoring the fact that she was in her undies. I predict a line of teenage boys will be forming across the street from her house in the future.
She was an excellent mother, even if she has strong exhibitionistic traits.
What's this?
Naenae: Ugh, I almost threw up! How gross!
This is the closest she got to throwing up in her second pregnancy. She's a Family Sim all right.
On the way back from work, we get treated to another invisible pop.
Once in her maternity wear, she's pleased as punch. I honestly have never had a Sim be more serene and calm about being pregnant before.
Finally, it's time for little Boggerslosh to have a birthday!
They blew out the candles together.
And the arcane baby flinging ritual is completed! Boggerslosh grew up into completely appropriate clothes. Punk rock babies forever!
He turned out very cute, but I changed his hair almost as soon as possible. He didn't really need to look like an aging 1980's hair metal musician. He's only a toddler, after all.
Immediately after the toddler makeover, Naenae set to work teaching him his skills.
This was apparently extremely boring!
They are adorable together!
Boggerslosh is a little bipolar, which bodes ill for his future. First, he screams so hard, his teeth come out his lower jaw. (I hate that glitch, it's terrifying.)
Then, not two seconds later, he's perfectly cheerful. MOODY.
Though Boggerslosh is fishbelly white like his daddy, I also think he is adorable.
He is mean to his stuffed Frankiestein though.
This is just a cute father and son picture.
Boggerslosh's favorite toy turned out to be the xylophone. I predict musical instruments in his future! Perhaps he can learn the harpsichord or the concertina.
Friedrich took on the difficult business of teaching Boggerslosh to talk.
Voila! It's the final trimester for baby #2, and Naenae looked quite insane about this revelation.
She managed to toilet train little Boggy, but had to use smart milk to speed the process along. It still ended up with dire consequences, as well.
This pregnancy was much harder on her, and she passed out on the floor! It was here that I realized just how much I abuse maxmotives in my non-Legacy lots!
Thus, Friedrich finished little Boggy's education. He taught his son to talk.
And even despite passing out, Naenae still had a platinum mood, so it was her duty to make Boggy's smart milk every time. She looked exhausted, though.
Her cooking skills improved, but she still burned things. Sadly, she was so hungry, she felt compelled to eat the bad food anyway. Severe hunger makes you stupid sometimes, I know from experience.
Friedrich spent his evenings teaching Boggy to walk.
When this goal was achieved, he looked incredibly sad about it.
Friedrich: I think I must write a poem about this- the passage of time, the fleetingness of life...
He perked up just in time to witness Naenae going into labor.
Relaxing on the bed with a smile isn't winning you any brownie points, mister.
Despite the complete lack of help (or even any encouraging hand-waving), Naenae gave birth to a baby girl! She again has all her daddy's (custom) coloring. She was christened Epergne.
Friedrich was so excited, he levitated. Yeah, too little, too late, buddy.
Friedrich: Oh, my love, it's wondrous that we have produced such a beautiful daughter!
Naenae: Whaddaya mean "we", white man?
And I'll end on a shot of little baby Epergne. Like all Sims infants, she's perfectly cute, because they all look the exact same.
I promise I haven't forgotten about the Rosales-Varmas, either. Their lot is just so big and there are so many of them, I haven't had time to devote to them lately between work and real life. I've got some more screenies to sort, and hopefully I can give them an update soonish. Thanks again for reading, and an extra big thanks for the comments. They make my day.
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Date: 2008-03-13 01:59 am (UTC)The kids look like they're going to be be quite handsome in the future, paleness aside. :) And, where are you getting these names? They're so.......unique!
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Date: 2008-03-13 03:27 am (UTC)I can't wait to see how the kids grow up, myself. It's one of my favorite parts of the game!
All the names for this legacy are coming from the works of Edward Gorey (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Gorey). His books are full of weird semi-Victorian gothy sounding names and I love his art, so it seemed like a fun challenge. I made a list going through all the books I have on hand, so when a baby is born, I close my eyes and randomly pick one. :D The Gashlycrumb Tinies (http://users.aol.com/emarko/gorey.html) is one of his best known books.
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Date: 2008-03-20 12:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-20 01:57 am (UTC)durp durp
Date: 2009-01-19 05:07 am (UTC)Also, totally go for the harpsichord or something else just as baroque.
—Nelson