Hip-hop gnome. Because I’m fond of the Yo Dawg meme. Also, slightly spoilery title card.
Last time; the eldest kiddies grew up, one of them moved out and remained forgotten – the other was Ham (who got to stay… FOR EVAH!). At a party where an old guy died Ham found love but got *insert female equivalent of cock-block here*. Death was being a weirdo to Astrotrain.
Oh hai Bronson! Are you on the top of your career yet?
Bronson: Nearly. Just one more promotion.
Sweet. He look mighty fine in that suit.
Ham: Yay! We get to move! :D
Tenderloin: I wish she’d stop mind reading so often…
So here’s the story of this move!
I moved them into a big apartment, because apartments are fun! Although it didn’t suit me or the family so I moved them to another house just a few days later. But this is basically what went down.
Chester got to happy walk.
People were sleeping in the wrong beds.
And the paparazzi could just walk into the apartment freely. JUST BECAUSE YOU CAN’T REMOVE THE ONE ARCH THAT ENABLED THIS ATROCITY.
Mytilus: Waa… I don’t wanna move in the middle of the night.
Well shut it, because you have to! Besides, the new place has…
Ham, Victoria, Tenderloin: POOOOOL!! :D
Mytilus: I suppose that is convincing enough… *shifts nervously*
Note the gate to keep the paparazzi out.
Quickie house tour! First floor.
Ground floor. This is before I discovered the awesome buydebug lights.
Parking lot. Why didn’t I take a picture of the pool?
Wait, what?! You’re already donning the grey hair and wrinkles?!
Vic: Noooooo!! Now you’re making it sound bad! I want to be young again! D:
Aw, but doesn’t she look adorable? :3
Reason number 32 why vampires are bad for gardening: You can never have them garden under sun protection.
But then again, how are plants supposed to grow without sunlight?
BUT THEN AGAIN, how can she burn while under there?
Oh, never mind.
Victoria’s half-descent makeover, just because I wanted someone to wear knee-high boots.
Her husband on the other hand, will remain young and handsome for a while more.
In her twilight years, she becomes glued to the instrument corner.
Astro: Store-dudette! Got anything fun today?
A book on Martial Arts.
And now she has her first belt. Has to be a good book then.
The little balcony, where I put some of my shinies. :3
Vic: You’re doing this on purpose aren’t you?
A piece of heightened bathtub. I don’t know the correct term! But I do know that it looks awesome.
Ham: Just sittin’ here. In the new kitchen. Drinkin’ coffee.
I wonder if there’s a mod for replacing the mugs.
Astro: Dude! How come you get those nice muscles?! Rippling.. hot… musculature- I mean it’s not fair at all, dude!
Bronson: Calm down, star. If you want muscles too, then I’d gladly help you.
Astro: You do?! Oh, well thank you…
Complaints: Appreciated when married.
Ham: I noticed recently you have a brain, but you can’t have one if you’re dressed like that!
Chester: Um, thanks?
Ham: Don’t worry, I’ll fix this. Just hurry up before I burn to ashes.
Haha, turns out Chester is a ginger. But yeah, I’m proud of his makeover.
Ham: Your new style turns me on, man. How’d you like some smoochin’?
Chester: I’d love that.
Mytilus: Hey sis…
Bala: Wazzup, sis?
Mytilus: The house seems very silent tonight?
Bala: The old folks are gigging again.
Mytilus: It’s my birthday today, yet here I am doing homework?
Bala: Can I grow up with you, sis?
Gigging. With effects this time!
Eldest first up.
Mytilus: I gain the power of a person who prefers her own company, a.k.a. Loner!
Second, the much younger but ready to grow up.
Bala: I gain the power of a person who likes adventuring, a.k.a. Adventurous!
Mytilus: Congrats, sis. Obviously it’s your insane-y-ness which will make you the heiress.
Bala: That’s where you are wrong, sis. The Overseer picked you, despite the fact you stated just now.
Mytilus: U serious?! O_O
Yes, in fact. She wasn’t on my heiress radar until just recently.
I picked the max 3 skills LTW for her, she’ll be a stay-at-home mum painter.
Mytilus: What do you mean, rubbish?! I’m the bloody heiress, show respect sir!
Mytilus: I’ll be the only painter you’ll ever need, sir. Why? I have the Artistic trait!
And that’s how she became a self-employed painter.
Bala, the spare, I picked the Physical Perfection LTW for (max martial arts & athletic).
Mytilus: Oh lord! Is Cale coming to visit?
Air guitaring: Only seen from the second floor.
Chester: I sense… I sense… I sense I need to use the restroom.
Bala: Ya man, I’m free. We can paint our toenails blue!
And so the blue whale moves out, with a smile on her face.
Until next time…