Green ISBI, 1.4

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So... I haven't updated the Greens since July. :( If you cared enough for excuses, you could peruse my journal and find some, but hey, let's skip all that nonsense and jump right back into this update.

Don't have a clue what happened before? Click my Green tag and you can catch up.


Starting off on the right foot, Wal finally sees the wisdom of teaching ALL of his children to study. The wisdom being: Steph flunking out = ALL THREE triplets get to know the social worker better = good-bye to favorite child Barry.


Pet Cop is not a fan of Theresa's flirting.


Beaumont: Hey, could one of you guys turn on the tube for me?

I'd really like to know what's up with Beau's complete and utter lack of jealousy.


Maybe it's because he knows who Wal's going to come home to. Still, it's odd. So is Barry's coping mechanism for dealing with Wal cheating on his mum, lol.


Dude! She doesn't like you like that. I don't know why you would even try.



Lovely. *adds to tally*


Oh look! Theresa brought a friend home from school. Hello, er...


Guys, did you notice...?


Theresa: Oi! You stole my face AND my hairstyle. You'll pay for this! *NOOGIE ATTACK*

Technically, Tree, she had the hair and face first, I just have a sucky memory and forgot I made her until you brought her home.




Prof. Modesty has decided Theresa has really 'brought her home,' you know what I mean? Apparently, a noogie is an expression of undying love wherever Mod grew up.





And in case you've forgotten in the forever-and-a-half since my last update, Modesty has... issues with public displays of affection, particularly between two sims of the same gender.




Somehow, I get the feeling that Mod's double-standard just took a new and disturbingly inappropriate turn. D:


Tree's Clone: You know, I like you and all, but I don't think we should see each other. At least not around your creepy voyeur of a mum or whatever she is.


You know what I really missed about the ISBI challenge? Pyromaniacs!


*facepalm* Took after Beau, this one did.


Hey, remember these guys? That's Barry, Steph and Kathy, from left to right. And they're all about to teenify!


Barry continues to be interesting looking. And continues to be frontrunner for Torchholder.


Kathy decided to be Avril when she grew up. She's still completely unexciting as a sim.


And Steph continues to have a wonky under-lip shadow on her skintone. It bugs me so freaking much, it earns her a makeover...


Aah, much better!


Beau? My advice to you is RUN LIKE HELL.


Beau: Your daughter's creeping me the hell out.

Wal: Just shut up and kiss me.


Barry: OMG, Dad's making out with Beau again.

Kathy: Dude, he's been doing that since before we were born. Get over it.



Because Steph apparently hasn't learned anything from her near-constant pummelling at the hands of her brother as a kid, she continues her attempts to usurp him for heir.


Steph: I'm badass now, I have a chance.

Whatever you say.


Barry: This smackdown needs a little mood music.


Barry: *POKEPOKEPOKE*


Theresa: *STEALTH NOOGIE*


Barry: WTF, Tree?! I about to trounce her mightily.


Barry: You won't get off so easy next time, villain. Watch your back.

Barry thinks he's Batman.


Tommy: Nana-nana-nana-nana--BATMAN!


Theresa: I hate that freaking song, if I hear it one more time I'm gonna--


Barry: *REVENGE OF STEALTH NOOGIE* DON'T DIS BATMAN, OK? RAWR.


Steph: This won't end well, will it?

Probably not, no.


Wal: My children are insane.


Barry: How DARE she dance to such a HORRIBLE song? GRRRR!


Steph: WHEEEE!


Wal: Actually, it's not so bad... *wiggles tush*

Barry: *cracks knuckles* *menacingly*


Kathy: Hey, Theresa, this is really good grilled cheese.

Steph: Yeah, it's amazing. What kind of cheese did you use?

Barry: *cracks knuckles* *menacingly* *some more*

Oh my goodness. Where is your father? He needs to talk some sense into y--


--oh. OK, then. Carry on.


Barry: I get to beat the crap out of my sister. Yay!


Barry: *SLAAAAP*


Steph: *THWAAAK*


Barry: Hey! When did she get strong?

You know what you need, Barry? You need a distraction. Something to help you burn off that excess testosterone you have coursing through your veins.


Here, have a Family sim.

Lavender: Isn't kissing wonderful? I kiss your fatherpeople all the time.


Barry: Kissing is amazing! I've kissed ten--no, TWENTY girls so far and--

Barry, you've never kissed anyone romantically in your life.

Barry: She's lying.


Barry: *strips and jumps in the shower* You want to join me, sweetcheeks?

BARRY!


Lavender: Maybe when you're older you could, like, knock me up or something.

LAVENDER! What the... I don't even... Desperate bloody Family sim, you are.




Current Legacy Stats:
Torch-Holders(founders/heirs): 1
Perma-Plat Sims: 0
Shrink Visits: 4
Social Bunny Visits: 2
Fires: 3
Self-Wettings: 2
Pass-Outs (Floor/Plate): 5/2
Fights: 2 (I only count all-out brawls, not slapfests)
Deaths: 0
Social Worker Visits: 0
Alien Abductions: 0