Last time; Gerbera got to share room with the yellow sisters (much to the dismay of Egg Yolk), Egg Yolk became a teen, Gerbera became a toddler, Sofia became an elder, Macaroni’s boyfriend Trenton became a young adult and Macaroni was about to become one herself.
And poof! Macaroni is a young adult.
Macaroni: I feel I have to save the environment.
She rolls Eco-Friendly.
Gerbera: The TV is broken… :D
Granny underwear! I couldn’t resist it xD!
I arrange an autograph session for Steven, now that he’s a rockstar and all.
Although not many seems to be interested.
Oh hey, fans!
Fans: We loves Steven…
Fans: We loves him lots!
Someone is preggers. Now I demand a boy.
Gerbera: I’m lonely.
Gerbera: I’M LONELY!
Egg Yolk: Urge to kill… rising…
Gerbera: Why am I so lonely?
This shot serves no purpose at all, but it’s a nice shot.
Gerbera: So, how does this work now again?
Macaroni: Pfft, kid doesn’t know a thing.
Like her makeover?
Macaroni: Like you know any better grandpa.
Obligatory-… Wait, you’re not the father.
Shark: Oh hai, my love. I heard you were preggers.
And here’s your obligatory shot.
Only in the Sims 3.
Yay! Toddler training!
Gerbera: Why does everyone think I need help?
Egg Yolk: *Insert crazy talk here*
Pollen: How do you like the warmth from the fire, baby?
Shark: Let’s hear how the baby’s doing.
Shark: The baby says it’s time.
Pollen: Time for what?
Pollen: Oh, right. This. Can you help me my love?
Pollen: Mommy! Assistance please!
Sofia: Sorry, I’m too busy PANICKING!
Pollen: Daddy, can you help me?
Pollen: I hate you daddy.
They have time for panicking and scaring old ladies, but not for helping the woman giving birth.
Sofia: The Big Bang Theory is on!
Shark: I need sleep.
Macaroni: I need to use the bathroom.
Macaroni: Oh, sister. You’re such a hussy.
Macaroni: How many babies are you gonna squeeze out? Really?
Someone’s being cranky.
And now she’s panicking, like all the others.
Pollen: I’m getting tired of this.
Pollen: I’m gonna fight this. All. Alone.
Oops. And now there’s a fire.
I meant to put out the fire, but Pollen went into labor before I could.
Pollen: Worst. Labor. Ever.
I dunno Pollen, I find it hilarious.
Egg Yolk: This is all your fault dad.
Egg Yolk: This is an outrage!
This baby is sure taking its sweet ass time.
Steven: So did you hear about the new cheesecake recipe?
Shark: Oh Em Gee! There’s a new cheesecake?
Egg Yolk: I’m not finished with you dad.
Pollen: I don’t need any of you!
And it’s a boy! Finally!
At first I named him Vermillion, but to fit his birth I soon changed his name to Pyrokinesis. To quote Wikipedia: “Pyrokinesis, derived from the Greek words πυρ (pûr, meaning “fire, lightning”) and κίνησις (kínesis, meaning “motion”), was the name, coined by horror novelist Stephen King for the ability to create or to control fire with the mind that he gave to the protagonist Charlie McGee in Firestarter. Critic S.T. Joshi describes it as a “singularly unfortunate coinage”.”
I’ve always considered regular fire to lean the most toward orange than red or yellow (since it’s in the middle).
Ahem, Pyro rolled Excitable (a trait which is both inherited by Pollen and Macaroni) and Brave. He likes to listen to Soul, like his father, eat Crepes and his favourite colour is Aqua.
Did he just wink?
Until next time…