Because I totally forgot about a title card. At least it ain’t that spoilery.
Last time; Tenderloin became a vampire(!), he and Victoria married, all the teenage kids became young adults, including newly moved in Bronson, and Cyclonus moved out.
With a new heir couple comes intro cards!
Our heiress’ last trait was Kleptomaniac, therefore I picked the steal 50k worth of stuff LTW for her.
Bronson makes the second sim (and spouse) to roll the International Super Spy LTW. No matter though, since it was a while since Shark was alive.
Maybe I should mention his favourites too, which are indie music, hot dogs and black.
Astro: You’re so cute, my man. I never want to let go of you.
Bronson: If I let go of you I’d never be able to live, my star.
Vic: *grumble grumble* >:|
Astro: Now don’t be afraid, but this might be a bit shiny…
Bronson: A bit?! This is ultra shiny!
Astrotrain: So, how about it?
Bronson: Yes yes yes!
Astro: *thinks to herself* And it was free too, mwahahahaa!
I got Rochelle a job in journalism. She’s so sad to have around in the house. But she’ll be moving out soon.
Vic: Hey Astro, your dad and I made a band. Would you like to join it?
Astro: Sure thing, step-mum. I’m a killer at drums!
Skywarp: I’m so alone, so forgotten…
Astro: Dude, I just joined a band! Wanna join it too? We need a bass player.
Bronson: All right, would be fun I suppose.
Skywarp: But at least I have the music, la la la…
And so 2 Red 2 Purple is full.
Astro: Someone should really put that plant to rest, I feel so sad for it.
Galvatron: Bye burglar alarm! I’ll miss you the most.
Skywarp: Bye bubble thingie! No one ever used you, but I once thought about it.
And so the last two kids leave the house, making room for other kids.
Astro: I’m betting ya 50 simbucks I can make more awesome kids than you! In?
Vic: Sure. But I suggest you get married first, or the paparazzi will be over you like vultures.
Later…
Astro: Screw what Victoria said, let’s make some bastards ey?
Bronson: But I want to marry you, star.
Astro: We can do that later. Woohoo. Now.
Bronson: Promise?
Astro: Yeah, yeah. Now let’s knock some boots!
In the middle of the night…
Vic: Nothing wrong with me, I just turned out to be pregnant. I’ll just go back to sleep now.
Astro: Grr…
Bronson: Calm down, star, she has probably moved on from me.
She has in fact. With a fellow named Romeo Rake.
Haha! I love how Rochelle’s eyes is perfectly censored by the bubble.
Astro: You already have a ring?
Bronson: Um, it’s the one you gave me before.
Astro: Oh… Well, I forgot.
Tenderloin: I’ve noticed your wardrobe change, love. I didn’t know you preferred lilac.
Vic: Well, the thing is I can’t wear my dress since you knocked me up.
Tenderloin: It worked? Sweet.
Rochelle: At least it’s my daughter’s husband…
Here’s some fun facts for you!
These two are both legacy spouses, they are both blondes, both prefer hot dogs, both are premade sims, both are from Bridgeport and both have LTWs that past spouses have had!
Forgot to mention Victoria’s faves; indie, hot dogs and purple.
They even have the same music style favourite! What the heck?!
Astro: So… mom. How are you these days?
Rochelle: After this I’m gone.
Astro: It was good knowing you.
Cyclonus: Look sis! I’ve gotten a pregnant parasitic twin!
Astro: Hurr hurr. Very funny. Good luck with your Triple Agent boyfriend.
But before she leaves she gotta steal some stuff.
Rochelle: The day of liberation is finally here.
Rochelle: I hope I’ll never see you again.
Tenderloin: Likewise.
Fly Rochelle! Be free! I don’t hate you, you just pissed me off once you got to the big city.
Astro: Well would you look at that… I hope I never have to go through that.
I’ve missed these shots.
Vic: Isn’t this a bit weird?
Tenderloin: The fact that I’m having we’re having a baby at the same time as my adult daughter?
Vic: No, I mean the vampire thing. I thought vampires couldn’t reproduce.
Tenderloin: Neither did I, but does it really matter?
Vic: Not really, no… I love you.
Tenderloin: Love you too.
Astro: Guess what, dude? We’re gonna have a kidlet!
Bronson: Already?!
Astro: Ain’t you happy?
Bronson: Of course I am! I just didn’t think it would go that quick.
Astro: With the power of pre-marital boot knocking!
Astro: Don’t we have a gig soon?
Tenderloin: We do. I was just waiting for us to gather all together.
Vic: Our first gig. I’m so happy! *sniff*
Bronson: For some reason I can’t stop making cute faces. :3
Tenderloin: We’re here! We’re ready to rock the place upside down!
In the most dingy place they were allowed in. :P
Some tuning of the instruments…
… and the concert can begin.
Vic: I want to experience that too. Where’s my man?
Tenderloin: Sorry, gotta go do… something!
Vic: Oh shoot.
Astro: You’re gonna drink?
Vic: Your dad just left, so yes.
Astro: My dude left too, save some for me!
Astro: This is too sad for me. I want my dude to rub my sore back.
Vic: What is sad?
Vic: This, is FUN!
That face!
Vic: Glugg glugg glugg.
Astro: I want what she’s having, boob maestro!
Ffff…. Look! She made the goo-goo face! Aaww!
Astro: Man, you are so cool.
Vic: I know, and thank you.
Boob Maestro: Here are your drinks!
Astro: Thank you. Don’t know if I’ll be able to drink it all though…
Vic: Whoa! There’s green slime creeping outta the wall!
Astrotrain: Lemme try that.
Vic: *Poker face*
Astro: Wee… Green slime…
Astro: Piiiiiizaaaaaaaaaaa… :)
And, correct me if I’m wrong, that is Cyclonus’s bf over there wanting onion rings.
Romeo: I need one to propose.
Vic: Um, what’s with the panicking?
Astro: Steppie, you’re in labor ya know…
Vic: Why did you have to be correct?!
Vic: Tenderloin! Assistance please!
Tenderloin: *Stares blankly into space*
Vic: Thank you for noticing my distress.
Tenderloin: You’re welcome. :)
And here’s where I end this chapter! Cruel, no? ;P
Next chapter will be in blue! But not until Saturday I think, ‘cause I’m going to Copenhagen tomorrow and it’s Midsummer Eve celebrations on Friday.
Until next time…
The Lonely Refinery 