The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans)
Sims player fourteen generation deep into a legacy. Here's their story! Also, art and builds.
I’m not risking summoning a skeleton into our home anymore, so this time I took the relic with me, to assemble it in the park behind our home.
The first one glows the familiar gold, and falls back into my hands, shiny and ready to be activated; so I do.
And immediately get struck with a curse.
On my way out, I notice that Amanda is over… Another time, I would probably have stayed close by to pretend that I wasn’t listening in, but I figure, it’s time I give Cléo her space.
She already has Nounou spying on them, anyway.
I might not like to get mud thrown at me, but as long as I have the right rain boots, I’ll happily play in the puddles.
Dad has rain boots on too, but he’s not quite careful enough where he’s stepping.
And it’s a fall.
I could help him up, but also, I could just stand there and laugh.
What goes around…
Even our laser ghost seems to be laughing at his misfortune.
I’m not convinced going out to fix the electronics in the rain, but Dad is fearless, and he also really really wants to listen to his jazz by the pool. Methinks if he wouldn’t leave the radio post outside every day, even under the rain, there wouldn’t need fixing in the first place.
I’m just going out for a walk, and unlike my father, I’m prepared for the weather.
I was not prepared for him to go ahead and attack me with mud. Thankfully for my pretty, bright red coat, he missed.
Really, dad?
The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans) 