It’s been a while since I ate some pizza myself. My fave is beef tenderloin, béarnaise sauce, agaricus bisporus, and the self-explanatory cheese and tomato sauce.
Last time; A slight remodel of the house, Bronson and Astrotrain became adults, Mytilus became a teenager and Ham was too cool for school (bus).
A black goldfish Ham caught. In the pool. I don’t even…
Tenderloin: I think I’d like another child. But a son this time.
No way, José!
Tenderloin: Hello, non-existent boss of mine. I’d like to quit my job.
Tenderloin: Well, now that I have dramatically extended my lifespan with the power of vampirism, I want to try my hands at other things, ya get me?
Cop cars! One is Bronson’s and the other belonged to the long dead Shark.
Tenderloin: Oh, bother. How long can it take to steal three things. *Yawn*
Well, ovens tend to be quite heavy. But then again, why question the logic where you can have unlimited amounts of fish in your pocket.
Ham: Ouch, this is getting old…
Hey there, Mytilus. That painting is looking a bit too bright, don’t ya think?
Mytilus: It’s meant to be this way, I’m breaking boundaries.
Sigh, if I had the awesome painting mod I wouldn’t get these “personal effects”.
Another skill unintentionally maxed. I wonder if mods might fix that later.
Clearly she inherited her mixology skills from her mother, or it’s just because she’s a vampire.
Ham: Man, after all that drink testing I need a seriously strong cup of coffee to kill the spinning and the visions.
Astro: Amen to that, sis.
Ham: Hey yo! Tubby face one! You can’t deny me drinks! I’m a teenage celebrity vampire!
Ham: Hey man, can you buy me some drinks? The badly dressed bartender won’t serve me.
Matthew: *thinking* Now that is something I’d like to tap (dry of blood).
Reason number 56 of why I want mods: Adults fornicating with teenagers.
Forgotten caption number 361.
I got a nice Fast Lane car for dear Ham, ‘cause she deserves it.
Elvira: Pfft, amateur.
Fun fact: Renee (Bronson’s mother) is not a vampire at the beginning of the game. Elvira has been for a long time.
Welcome to the brain game of the week! This time, count the decapitated people in the frame!
Oh, and Bala’s birthday.
Bala: No worries, sir, I’m friendlier now.
Since Jupiter, the boy who I thought was a girl, is a spouse option I thought he deserved something to distinguish him from the rest.
Turns out, he has blue hair! xD But I barely gave a damn with his makeover, might as well give him a better one if he joins the household later on.
Bala: Jumping Jesus on a pogo stick! That guy has blue hair!
Bala: How about you and me become BFFs?
Bala: But you don’t have to move in right now, because I’m not queen of the house yet.
The first girl I’ve seen who can rock the jacket.
Inventions made by Ham that I have screenshots of: 4
Where’s Balaenoptera?
Ham: Chaaaaaarge!!!
Ham: Whoa! Goodness gracious!
Ham: Wee! I wanna go again!
Bronson: Little whale, I know you look exactly like me. And therefore you are my personal favourite for heiress.
Mytilus: I heard that, father.
Astro: We will talk about this later, police dude.
Bala: Cool, dad. Now let’s talk disco!
Bronson: I love you whale, despite your apparent insanity.
Bala: Love you too daddy. *crosses eyes*
Ham: Yaaaaaaawn… Maybe I shouldn’t time travel on school nights.
Bronson: I can has hug?
Astro: I can’t be mad at you, my dude.
At rehearsal…
Vic: Let’s rock and roooll!
Tenderloin: Take it easy, babe.
Vic: Fine. Then I’ll just go to work. As a mayor… or something.
Mytilus: Why do I have to keep up with this torture?
Mytilus: Music. Is what calms my soul.
Remember Rochelle? Every time Astro comes over to steal from her place, she’s always glued to the shuffle board.
Astro: I worry for dear mother bitch.
In the next chapter… young adults! So until next time…
The Lonely Refinery 