tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30970026357584848692024-03-14T02:55:01.912-07:00Tales of Pleasantview: A Prosperity BlogChelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-78845804294873220122013-03-05T17:30:00.001-08:002013-03-05T17:30:17.246-08:00The Goths (Rounds 6, 7, & 8)<i>(**This begins the set of round 6 updates that were skipped over when I started blogging again, the timeline is still the same as every other family)</i><br />
Previously, at the Goth Mansion, Alexander proposed to Tiffany Sampson (YA at Sim State), and all residents were working towards their career oriented LTWs.<br />
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<b><u><span style="font-size: large;">Dina<span style="font-size: large;"> a<span style="font-size: large;">nd</span></span> Alexander</span></u></b><br />
(<i>Dina Caliente Goth, sister of Nina Caliente, wife of Mortimer Goth; Alexander Goth, son of Mortimer and Bella Goth</i>)<br />
Alexander was over the moon about his engagement to Tiffany Sampson. The only downside was that she was still finishing up college and he would have to wait until she was done to finally marry her. So, Alexander concentrated on achieving his dream, becoming a Mad Scientist like his father. After a lot of hard work, he finally achieved it!<br />
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Alexander realized that he was getting on in age, and became very impatient for Tiffany to graduate. He felt that he couldn't be an effective father if he began parenting after he aged into an Elder. So, Alexander made a hasty decision. He adopted a toddler named Emmy.<br />
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(<i>I don't know what it is with the game giving me red-headed kids for most of my adoptions..but they're dang cute, so I'm not complaining</i>) Alexander would never regret his hasty decision, as Emmy soon became the light of his life. He whipped up a formula for learning<br />
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and soon Emmy was the smartest toddler around. Tiffany realized how important a family was to Alexander, so she piled on her coursework and graduated soon after his adoption of Emmy. They were married quietly and she soon assimilated to life at the mansion.<br />
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(<i>Tiffany Sampson Goth, Knowledge, LTW: Max 7 Skills</i>)<br />
They got to work at building a family right away and soon, twins were born to the happy couple!<br />
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They were named after ancestors of Alexander, Gunther and Joan.<br />
(<i>No baby pictures for some reason...</i>)<br />
They had a hard time adjusting to twins AND a todder, but everyone survived and birthdays were celebrated happily:<br />
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(<i>Emmy Goth, LTW: Education Minister</i>)</div>
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After giving birth to the twins, Tiffany found time while they were napping to work on her skills. Sometimes with the help of her adopted daughter, Emmy.<br />
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Shortly after Joan and Gunther's childhood birthdays, Tiffany finally maxed her last pesky skill (body) and became Perma-Plat. She is now toying with the idea of becoming a game designer (<i>she's much younger than Alexander and has quite a bit before her Elder birthday</i>).<br />
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Alex's stepmother, Dina, achieved her LTW (<i>Hall of Famer</i>) around the same time that Alexander was getting married to Tiffany. She was enjoying her pseudo-grandchildren, and spent time with them, as well as painting in her loft. Not long after Joan and Gunther were born, Dina painted her last picture. Grim whisked her away into the afterlife and she went willingly. </div>
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Though many snubbed her and her reputation wasn't the greatest during her younger years, Dina was a good mother and her passing was mourned by Alex, Trina, Michelle, and her sister Nina, as well as a few friends.</div>
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<u><b><span style="font-size: large;">Trina and Michelle</span></b></u></div>
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(<i>Daughters of Mortimer Goth and Dina Caliente Goth</i>)</div>
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Trina and Michelle moved out a few days before Alexander and Tiffany were married. They now live in another suburb of Pleasantview, The Village, in this little two bedroom house:<br />
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In case you've forgotten what they look like, this is Trina:</div>
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and this is Michelle:<br />
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Both girls were working towards becoming Professional Party Guests. Both managed to achieve their goal between fun with the bubble-blower,<br />
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dance marathons with random passers-by,<br />
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and distracting sublings--<br />
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Trina has decided to switch things up a bit, (still having quite a few days left until her Elder years) and go for a culinary career (<i>new LTW: Celebrity Chef</i>). One evening after her promotion to Sous Chef, Trina took quite the shock!<br />
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Which of course, Michelle quite enjoyed. <br />Michelle took a slightly different approach to life post-LTW achievement... more romance! Her new goal is to have 50 Dream Dates. So far, she's had 5 with the help of her new fiance, Gilbert. <br />
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They have no immediate plans for marriage, both being Romance Sims and all. Strangely enough, Trina is similarly engaged to Beau Broke:<br />
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But they also have no plans for an immediate family, since Trina is working towards her new career goal and Beau is happy the way things are.<br />
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Here, we will remember Dina Caliente (Bachelor) Goth:<br />
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Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-15356393909243592152013-03-03T18:38:00.000-08:002013-03-03T18:38:33.415-08:00The Dreamers (Rounds 7&8)When we last spoke with the Dreamer families...<br />
Belle Dreamer had joined with Cara Fancey and adopted a little girl as well as built a small home on their lot for Belle's mother, Cassandra. Derek was a social butterfly in Downtown Pleasantview, attempting to gain 20 Simultaneous Best Friends while his brother Dusty was working his way through college at Sim State. Dirk and Lilith had moved to a new home and were expecting a new baby, and their older child, Dan, was contemplating college and a romance with Melissa Broke. <br />
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<b><u><span style="font-size: large;">Belle, Cara, Bethany, and Cassandra</span></u></b><br />
<i>(Belle, daughter of Cassandra Goth and Darren Dreamer; Cara Fancey, wife of Belle; Bethany, adopted daughter of Belle and Cara; Cassandra, daughter of Mortimer and Bella Goth)</i><br />
While Cara was spending her days working as a Detective for the Pleasantview Police Department (<i>LTW: Captain Hero</i>), and often coming home too exhausted to make it to their bed...<br />
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Belle was raising Bethany and acting in the occasional play (Broadway Star). She felt that with the help of her mother, Cassandra, another child was very do-able, and so they adopted another little girl by the name of Jane. She didn't have to deal with two infants for very long, because days later Bethany grew into a toddler...<br />
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And a child not long after that..<br />
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After much discussion, Belle and Cara agreed that a third child would complete their family (<i>Belle's LTW: Graduate 3 Kids From College</i>) and so quickly placed a call to the adoption agency. They were soon presented with a new baby boy, Lance<br />
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Just days after Jane's toddler birthday:<br />
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Time seemed to fly for Cara and Belle. Before they knew it, Bethany was a teenager and both Jane and Lance were in school:<br />
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(<i>Bethany Dreamer: Family Aspiration, LTW: Golden Anniversary</i>)<br />
Sadly, growing up is not always a good thing. With each birthday of her grandchildren, Cassandra became closer and closer to her final day. Soon after Cara came home with news of a promotion to Swat Team Leader, Cassandra joined her late husband Darren and father, Mortimer, in the afterlife.<br />
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The family was very upset and everyone took quite a hit to their aspiration meters. Cassandra was very much loved. She did live to see her youngest son Dusty graduate college and become a Restauranteer. <br />
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(<i>Son of Darren Dreamer and Cassandra Goth</i>)<br />
Derek was still living in Downtown Pleasantview and entertaining guests during times when he wasn't working at Counter Intelligence for the local army squadron. Through all of his contacts, Derek quickly climbed the ranks and passed the necessary tests to become a Flight Officer, and then a Senior Officer.<br />
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After much schmoozing, late nights, and parties, Derek finally attained his 20th best friend and achieved his Lifetime Want! This came shortly after his promotion to Astronaut. When Cassandra died, Derek was devastated. He realized that the time spent with loved ones was much too short and decided that he needed to become more of a family man. He chatted with Belle and broached the subject of moving into his mom's old cottage on Belle and Cara's lot. Cara was accepting, and so Derek packed his things and his wild-ways, and relocated back to the suburbs.<br />
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<u><b><span style="font-size: large;">Dirk, Lilith, and Dan</span></b></u><br />
(<i>Dirk, son of Darren and Darleen Dreamer; Lilith, daughter of Daniel and Mary-Sue Pleasant; Dan, son of Dirk and Lilith Dreamer</i>) <br />
While Dan was busy dreaming of romance with his neighbors, Dirk and Lilith welcomed a little girl into the world, Lily.<br />
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Lilith stayed home to take care of their newborn while Dirk was out achieving his Lifetime Want: Business Tycoon/ Earning $100,000 (<i>Before Free Time was installed his LTW was to Earn 100K...he worked his way up to Business Tycoon, and then I switched his career to Natural Science. After Free Time, his LTW is to be a Business Tycoon *sigh*</i>). The same day that he came home with news of his promotion, Lily grew into a cute little toddler:<br />
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He moved to the city to try and get famous for his spicy pork chop recipe (<i>LTW: Celebrity Chef</i>). With all her worrying about his collegiate future, Lilith aged into an Elder before her husband (<i>he's been using the elixer</i>), but she had a good birthday despite her son's disappointing choices.<br />
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However, after Lily started school, her mom didn't waste a minute impressing upon her the need for a higher education (<i>Lilith's LTW: 3 Kids Graduate College...sorry Lilith!</i>).<br />
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Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-53743563178866321402013-03-02T11:31:00.002-08:002013-03-02T11:31:31.390-08:00The Burbs (Rounds 7&8)When we last left the Burbs, John and Jennifer were working on raising their kittens, Lucy was raising a child by Don Lothario, and the twins Johnny and Lillian were adjusting to teenage life.<br />
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<u><b><span style="font-size: large;">John, Jennifer, Johnny, and Lillian</span></b></u><br />
Johnny and Lillian grew into goal-oriented teenagers <i>(Johnny's LTW: Journalism, Lillian's: Gamer</i>). They quickly realized that starting soon would lead to a better understanding of the business world and both attained local after-school jobs. Lillian took to working better than Johnny did and was soon a Trash Talker with the promise of a promotion immediately after her graduation from college. Both Johnny and Lillian were able to secure several scholarships for higher education. John was very proud of his two youngest children and often boasted to his friends how talented and smart they were. Unfortunately, John would not live to see them achieve their dreams, as he passed away shortly before the twins left for Sim State. <br />
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He waved goodbye to his family and was buried in the Pleasantview Cemetery. <br />
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<b><u><span style="font-size: large;">Johnny and Lillian</span></u></b><br />
Both teens grew to young adults relatively well despite the death of their father, and attended Sim State University. Lillian declared a Mathematics major at the recommendation of her boss, and Johnny decided on Philosophy. Both successfully made it through and graduated with 4.0 GPAs. <br />
Upon their return to Pleasantview, the twins moved back in with Jennifer to make her last years easier. After the death of John, Jennifer had become listless and unhappy, resulting in a shorter lifespan. She fought Grim as long as she could but eventually had to give up.<br />
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Johnny, Lillian, and Lucy chipped in with their inheritance for a nice plot alongside John at the local cemetery. They decided to sell their childhood home and move to a smaller home near the city and their respective jobs (<i>Downtown Pleasantview</i>). As of yet, both Johnny and Lillian are single and focused singularly on having successful careers.<br />
<i>(No photos of them as adults...apparently I didn't deem them interesting enough!)</i><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><u><b>Lucy and Landon</b></u></span><br />
<i>(Lucy, daughter of John and Jennifer; Landon, son of Lucy Burb and Don Lothario)</i><br />
Lucy was pleasantly surprised when Don appeared and helped Landon transition into toddlerhood.<br />
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Lucy grew up quickly and soon realized that her carefree lifestyle was gone, especially because Don was no help. Rumor has it that Don and Nina split when their twins grew up into
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After his birthday, Lucy realized that their small house in the city wasn't going to cut it for her energetic son. So, she moved back home to the suburbs (Pleasantview) and used her savings and some profit from the sale of her parents' house to construct an open two story country home.</div>
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Landon's teenage birthday came all-too-quickly for Lucy. (<i>I don't have his LTW written down here for some reason..</i>.)</div>
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Next up: the DreamersChelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-48510008123544649942013-02-28T18:46:00.001-08:002013-02-28T19:34:40.005-08:00A Little Housekeeping and an Update (The Brokes)Oh hey there! It's been a while. Real life and all. Well I've decided to change how I'm blogging. Instead of individual nuclear family posts, I'm going to do a joint post for extended families. i.e... one post including everything about each individual Broke household, or Goth, or Dreamer. This will make it a little bit easier on me as well as less remembering for you! As it is, I will begin that style of blogging starting in this post... skipping ahead of the rest of round 6 and including information that would be in rounds 7 and 8. I hope this goes over well and I hope you are still interested in my boring ole' Pleasantview sims. The focus of my playing has been LTW completion. Before I began this 'challenge', I rarely ever would achieve lifetime wants... I was mostly focused on generating a family. This new style of play is completely backwards for me, but it's essential at the same time. I can't have every sim get married and have a big family as per my usual agenda. That would just make a huge challenge and as I've never completed one, I'd like to finish this one. ANYWHO...back to Pleasantview!<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><u>Beau and Skip Jr. </u></b></span><br />
<i>(Sons of Brandi and Skip Broke) </i><br />
When we last left the two Broke bachelors, they were living it up in Downtown Pleasantview. Beau was working in the Gamer career as a Guild Leader. He had achieved 1 of 5 top level businesses towards his LTW. <i>Unfortunately.... my game decided to sabotage me. After I installed Free Time, quite a few of my sims have undergone LTW changes... very frustrating! But alas...we continue....</i> His new LTW is to be Pleasantview's first Space Pirate. He was also toying with the idea of a relationship with Trina Goth (daughter of Mortimer and Dina Caliente).<br />
Little brother Skip Jr. was also slowly working his way up the career ladder at the local hospital as a General Practitioner. His LTW, however, is to have 6 pets reach the top of their careers. (<i>If my memory serves me correctly, his LTW remained the same.)</i><br />
In new business, the brothers re-located to Bluewater Village in order to be closer to Beau's newest business venture, though it is still unopened.<i> </i><br />
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<i> </i>As of right now, three of Skip Jr.'s pets have reached the top of their careers. Skip was promoted to specialist, but fell short of receiving another promotion before the round was over because he was busy skilling when our extraterrestrial neighbors came calling...<br />
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Looks like a Broke heir will come from Skip! Because...<br />
Beau hit his Elder birthday this week! What a Silver Fox! owww!<br />
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<u><b><span style="font-size: large;">Dustin, Angela, and Melissa<span style="font-size: large;"></span> </span></b></u><br />
<i>(Dustin, son of Brandi and Skip Broke; Angela, daughter of Daniel and Mary-Sue Pleasant; Melissa, daughter of Dustin and Angela Broke) </i><br />
When we last visited Dustin's family, Angela was working on her flower arranging and Melissa on her communication skills, not to mention the Cowplant wreaking havoc on the neighborhood with its appetite. (<i>Thanks to ASimWen, the Cowplant has been neutralized with a fence--thanks for the tip!)</i><br />
Though Angela was involved with her flower-arranging and attending to her family, it was only a short time into her Elder years that she left Dustin brokenhearted.<br />
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She waved goodbye to her loving husband for the last time. Dustin buried her near the other Pleasant-deceased in the Pleasantview Cemetery. About a week later, Melissa had her Adult transition<br />
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and chose to move into a house more friendly to a home business. (<i>Sorry, I don't have a picture right now...). </i>She didn't feel right leaving her father alone, especially just after Angela's death, so Dustin moved with her. He spends his time tinkering on old cars and building robots in the back yard. When she is not working as a substitute teacher at Pleasantview Elementary, Melissa spends her time baking for her culinary shop. She also occupies that time trying to think of ways to get her fun-loving boyfriend, Ian, to settle down and make a family with her. <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><u><b>Mandy</b></u></span><br />
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Previously, we caught up with Mandy at her new house and learned that she was working in a restaurant, but just biding time until her true calling had a job opening (Medical).<br />
More recently, Mandy did gain work at the local hospital and has been promoted to an intern. She comes home at night to her best friend and occasional romantic interest, Luca Langerak (<i>son of Kaylynn Langerak and Don Lothario</i>). Yes, Luca grew up and moved out of his mother's house.<br />
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Though he is not a family-oriented Sim, he is not opposed to settling down with Mandy. They are both career minded (<i>LTW: Top of Adventurer Career</i>) and get along very well. Luca is currently a Hostage Negotiator with the state police force.<br />
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Well, that's it for the Brokes this round (sorry there weren't many pictures! I tend to forget to take them). Hope to see you back for the next post, the Burbs! Here will will remember Angela Pleasant Broke:<br />
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Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-32706541100510036002012-06-04T08:58:00.002-07:002012-06-04T08:58:52.230-07:00Round Six: Lilith's Big ScareHey guys, it's Dan Dreamer here. Dirk and Lilith are my parents. We had a pretty crazy week... mom was out working out on the treadmill while dad was at work. After school, my friend Ryan came over and we were... hanging out...<br />
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Don't tell my parents alright, guys? It was just a kiss... we both don't know how we feel about it, and I definitely don't want to give up on girls... there's just so many options romantically for a kid that enjoys male company, too. What can I say, I like dating! Hopefully all my 'friends' can help me in my reach attempt to get that celebrity status ;) I'm going to hopefully have my own cooking show. That's the goal for now, but I suppose college might change that.<br />
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But anyway, back to my main story: Ryan and I were hanging out and all of the sudden I hear this crackling and my mom screaming! So we run to the backyard, and she's literally on fire!<br />
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So I ran to get the fire extinguisher, but by the time I got back she had already... left.<br />
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I had to get down on my hands and knees and beg Grim for my mom back. It was a terrifying experience.<br />
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Finally, he gave me a choice, and I chose correctly! So I got mom back! It was surreal!<br />
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We hugged for so long. I don't know what I would've done if we hadn't gotten her back. I'm not ready to lose my mom yet. Dad was so happy that I think they began to re-appreciate each other. They were pillow-fighting in our living room later that night.<br />
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I've got a little brother or sister coming! I'm not sure how excited I am, since I'll probably be in college when the baby starts toddling around, but I'm sure it will be fun to come back to. Since our house is so small, and there's no place to put a baby, Mom and Dad went out house-shopping. We're moving down the street across from Dad's best friend Dustin Broke and his daughter Melissa (who is preeettttyyyy cute, by the way).<br />
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We're still packing, but by next week we should be into the new house. Stop by next time and we'll give you a tour! Bye guys:)Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-66304163108094932132012-06-01T10:16:00.000-07:002012-06-01T13:30:51.328-07:00Round Six: Derek DreamerHey bro, it's Derek Dreamer here. Remember me? College hot shot ;) Yeaaaah, buddy. Well... I hope you guys don't stick around too long, no offense, cause I've got a party in a few! Oh... well yeah, I can give you a basic update then. I live here, in Downtown Pleasantview:<br />
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Nice little place, not too fancy, I don't need much except my pool table, and dart-board. Which everyone loves!!<br />
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So anyway, I live there and I work for the local military as Counter Intelligence. Cause, you know... those crazy Strangetown peeps might get some crazy ideas. We see a lot of weird stuff going on over there... but anyway.<br />
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It's workin' for me! I have twelve best friends!!<br />
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Yeah, I guess I am getting older... married? Nahh... well... unless it's way later and I'm one of those... Silver Foxes... ooh yeah, baby. Kids? Heeeeck no! I'm having too good a time hangin' out with my friends, why would I want to give that up for some machine that pukes and craps all over me? Pleaseeeee. <br />
Okay guys...seriously, people are starting to show up now.. can I hit ya up a little later?! Come back next week maybe... okay? Okay, great. I'll see ya!Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-74784360130314268142012-05-24T07:43:00.000-07:002012-05-24T07:43:01.504-07:00Round Six: Belle Dreamer Gets 'Fancey'Oh hello, everyone. Welcome home! Quite a bit has changed since I left the university. I'm working as a supporting player at one of our local theaters. Acting is a passion of mine, however my true passion is family. I'd love to have three children graduate from my alma-mater, Academie LeTour. Luckily, I found Cara Fancey in college and she is very supportive of my dreams. Her goal is to become the Captain Hero of Pleasantview. It'll be tough, but I know that she can accomplish it. We're not just serious, we have our crazy moments, too. We don't have a lot of money for fancy electronics but one thing we love to do is dance!<br />
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We're very happy. We recently even became joined! It was very private,
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Cara and I decided that there's no time like the present to start a family! So we adopted a little baby girl, Bethany. Mom came over to see her and spend a few days with us. They're very attached to each other.<br />
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And actually, Cara and I discussed it, and decided that mom should move in with us. Well, not 'in' with us, more like 'on the lot' with us. Hah, let me explain. Since Dusty went off to college, mom's all alone...and I hate for her to be alone on the other side of town. She lived across the road from Darren, but he's got his own stuff going on, and he's not really her child, so I felt like it was my job to take care of mom. We still let her keep her independence though. We used the sale money from mom's place to build a small little cottage next to the main house. She gets her own garden and pets and everything.<br />
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We think it's a great solution, and mom was so excited that she gets to be with Bethany all the time. The cottage is only one bedroom, one bath. Very small and perfect for mom. She doesn't need that much, and she's always welcome in our house. It'll be great to have an extra helper around once Cara gets more involved on the police force and we adopt our second child. That's really all that I have for you today, I'm sure once Bethany starts toddl-ing around we'll have some great stories for you. Have a good week everyone:)<br />
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--Belle DreamerChelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-67092320730033662672012-05-24T05:30:00.002-07:002012-05-24T05:30:47.991-07:00Round Six: Keeping the Magic AliveIt's a short one today here at the Burb house! I'll let John do the narrating this time. He's been itching to get on-camara. <br />
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Hey folks! You guys were just over at Lucy's, right? Isn't that baby adorable. My little Land-y-poo, he's so perfect! Now Lucy told me that his pop done skipped out on him already! Not sure how that's possible, since they live right down the street from one another in Downtown Pleasantview. If this guy doesn't man up and make a good life for my grandson, we'll have some words for sure! I loved that baby before Lucy even had the little tyke. She came over after work a few times a week and we had Papaw-baby-time!<br />
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After Landon was born, we had birthdays over here too. My own babies, Johnny and Lillian grew up into teens! Can you believe it?! I'm getting so old... well, I guess the white hair was a bit of a giveaway with that. Here are their birthday pictures:<br />
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They're pretty good friends, minimal bickering for know-it-all teenagers! They even help each other with their homework! *beams with pride*<br />
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I just hope it stays this way. Johnny is way more into his appearance than his schoolwork. But, he wants to be a journalist, and Lillian wants to be a gamer. We'll see what they decide about college. I'm strongly pro-university since I didn't get the chance to go! And Lucy didn't either, and... I love both Lucy and Landon, but I'd rather my other two children actually experience life before they get tied down with a family. That's just my two cents.<br />
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<br />In other news, Jen and I are still hard at work with our pets! I'm only 16 away from raising twenty kittens! Once the kids move to college we'll have even more room for them to breed! Jen is working on getting them to the top of their career. We just recently had Pook do it! It was so exciting. But since Pook was an adult cat, and I can't breed him with his parents, it was time for him to go. Jen wasn't too happy about that. Pook was one of her favorites.<br />
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That's right! We still find time to keep the heat alive;) *laughs*. Well alright you guys, I've got to go. We recently had a kitten born and she's not house broken yet. I'll see ya next time!Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-89676252063093172512012-05-23T09:24:00.003-07:002012-05-23T09:24:41.037-07:00Round Six: Lucy's Surprise<br />
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1g-UuT_rz6M/T1lZ2Geu8CI/AAAAAAAABBc/SurDHEL0dkw/s1600/Lucy.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5717699987910881314" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1g-UuT_rz6M/T1lZ2Geu8CI/AAAAAAAABBc/SurDHEL0dkw/s400/Lucy.jpg" style="cursor: move; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>Oh, hi guys, Lucy Burb here! Quite a bit has happened since you guys stopped by and spied on me and Don last time! I won't lie... Don and I get along very well. However... I also enjoy spending time with Skip Broke. Very cute;) What can I say... I just can't make up my mind!! *giggles*<br />
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Well... supportive after a small meltdown... <br />
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But he'll be okay after he sees his beautiful son! I went into labor late one night. Don wasn't around... some emergency with Nina and the twins. But look at my beautiful baby!<br />
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I named him Landon... Don mentioned it in passing once. We hadn't really talked about a name, but it's not that important is it? I mean, we both don't have to love it. That's what nicknames are for! *giggles*<br />
Don hasn't been around to see him yet... I hope that he comes for Landon's birthday party. You guys should come too! I'll send you an e-vite!! eeek! I'm so excited. Even though they smell sometimes, babies are just sooo cute, and my baby is the cutest! With parents like his, how could he not be!! Ooops! Baby Landon just spit up a little. I need to clean him up... I'll see you guys later. Don't forget about mee! ;)Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-43277469332186942472012-03-02T09:37:00.010-08:002012-03-05T05:55:33.157-08:00Round Six: Mandy in the Real World<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I0TEVPu7rwI/T1EGQE9jNAI/AAAAAAAABAU/k3s6ZyhHYsk/s1600/Mandy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I0TEVPu7rwI/T1EGQE9jNAI/AAAAAAAABAU/k3s6ZyhHYsk/s400/Mandy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715356275389445122" border="0" /></a>Oh hey there, guys. You caught me just in time! I just got off work. I do the dishes at the cafe downtown. I'm waiting on an opening at the hospital... I don't know, I just have this overwhelming urge to run the place someday! I check the dang paper every day, and there's yet to be a help-wanted ad. <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5l_hpn_Fqk/T1EIi-8Ti4I/AAAAAAAABAs/9LLwsClkwPI/s1600/MandyJobSearch.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5l_hpn_Fqk/T1EIi-8Ti4I/AAAAAAAABAs/9LLwsClkwPI/s400/MandyJobSearch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715358799214381954" border="0" /></a>I'm thinking that I might just have to go down there and demand a job in person!Well come on in, guys, I'll make some tea.<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVRQ6g1HUgE/T1EGsAgWJoI/AAAAAAAABAg/KE_zt6NXm0I/s1600/MandyHouse.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVRQ6g1HUgE/T1EGsAgWJoI/AAAAAAAABAg/KE_zt6NXm0I/s400/MandyHouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715356755229550210" border="0" /></a>Yep, I bought this cute little house, and I love it! (<span style="font-style: italic;">** You can download it <a href="http://www.modthesims.info/download.php?t=306244">here</a></span>) It's the perfect size for me. I have a pretty decent sized dining room table, even if the dining room is small, which is perfect for when I have guests or coworkers over. One of my co-workers, Gilbert, just loves to come and eat my hamburgers! Not quiet sure why... they're just frozen patties that I fry up in about ten minutes.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqVJoJdzhB8/T1EJr9yBAbI/AAAAAAAABBE/mDXF0h0ZohQ/s1600/GilbertEating.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqVJoJdzhB8/T1EJr9yBAbI/AAAAAAAABBE/mDXF0h0ZohQ/s400/GilbertEating.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715360053033238962" border="0" /></a>He seems a little odd, but adorable. Hopefully we'll continue to be friends. I didn't make that many friends in high school, so I'm glad it's happening at work. Even if this isn't the job that I really want...<br /><br />Well anyway, back to the house. The backyard is little, but there's plenty of room for a small garden. I've really been getting into gardening lately! Hopefully I can get good enough to grow most of my groceries at home.<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6hdQrIcCpas/T1EIyiwYNOI/AAAAAAAABA4/lpWRoIJkaDM/s1600/MandyGardening.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6hdQrIcCpas/T1EIyiwYNOI/AAAAAAAABA4/lpWRoIJkaDM/s400/MandyGardening.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715359066526069986" border="0" /></a>Oh, and I've recently taken an interest in astronomy. I work crazy shifts, and a lot of the time I have some down-time at night. What better way to spend it than gazing at the stars?<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-La3CfvvDtco/T1EJ1WM6xzI/AAAAAAAABBQ/jK8_oTRJClk/s1600/MandyStargazing.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-La3CfvvDtco/T1EJ1WM6xzI/AAAAAAAABBQ/jK8_oTRJClk/s400/MandyStargazing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715360214207350578" border="0" /></a>Yes, yes... I know... I got a new hair-style. I think it's very cute! What? That's not what you were whispering about? Ugh... fine... I know. I make weird faces. But the dang telescope-hole is so little!! Hopefully I can get one of the bigger ones sometime after I start making some real money...<br /><br />Okay guys, I really stink so I need to hit the shower and then try to catch a nap before Gilbert comes over. Where are you going next? Lucy's? Oh, neat! Tell her I said hello and that I'll drop by soon to see her... what? jeez, you people are so secretive! Fine, just tell her I said hello. Alright, I'll see you next time!Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-7697943412391056932012-03-01T17:25:00.008-08:002012-03-02T09:35:04.555-08:00Round Six: The Drama QueenOh, hi, guys!! This is Angela, welcome back! What have we been up to? Well, let's see... I've decided to start a small flower shop. I've been getting so into my flower arranging! Especially since I've retired and have a lot more time on my hands. Sometimes I just get so caught up in it, that I arrange those dang flowers all night!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aqClXr78NYI/T1Amrg4JbOI/AAAAAAAAA-0/9h1FaVDdNIA/s1600/AngelaFlowerArranging.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aqClXr78NYI/T1Amrg4JbOI/AAAAAAAAA-0/9h1FaVDdNIA/s400/AngelaFlowerArranging.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715110456134823138" border="0" /></a>I have a gold flower-arranging badge, so we're all pretty proud of that here! Here's an update picture of the house with the small flower business in the front yard.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x_Kw92fHpSw/T1AmJZ3gmOI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Xmu_6YCRiuo/s1600/HouseRemodeled.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x_Kw92fHpSw/T1AmJZ3gmOI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Xmu_6YCRiuo/s400/HouseRemodeled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715109870137546978" border="0" /></a>Dustin went through a home-renovating phase... he added on upstairs for some reason, and now our roof is sky high! Silly man! Yes, Dustin is still working, but it's only once a week. Not sure when he plans on retiring, but I'm not pushing him too since it gets him in such a good mood. I think he just likes to walk around in the buff!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l0MYkjKx9Qc/T1AmryQ7gTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/s10p77Gw5z0/s1600/DustinInTheBuff.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l0MYkjKx9Qc/T1AmryQ7gTI/AAAAAAAAA_A/s10p77Gw5z0/s400/DustinInTheBuff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715110460802171186" border="0" /></a>See, and he wasn't even headed to work!<br />Well Melissa grew up into quite the little handful! I thought as teenagers they were supposed to need less attention?! This girl is drama, drama, drama! And she's on the phone practically 24/7!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-3oRJanv4A/T1AnmwXrOhI/AAAAAAAAA_M/ngpZNVRIGdw/s1600/MelissaTeen.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-3oRJanv4A/T1AnmwXrOhI/AAAAAAAAA_M/ngpZNVRIGdw/s400/MelissaTeen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715111473905875474" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5GwQydDwNVI/T1AnngWVBnI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Xkb3d9mpUSo/s1600/snapshot_1b624626_9c4ab385.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5GwQydDwNVI/T1AnngWVBnI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Xkb3d9mpUSo/s400/snapshot_1b624626_9c4ab385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715111486785128050" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Oxk3O1oFp0/T1AnnaMZ1xI/AAAAAAAAA_g/VQIR81Vg3vw/s1600/snapshot_1b624626_9c4ab39c.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Oxk3O1oFp0/T1AnnaMZ1xI/AAAAAAAAA_g/VQIR81Vg3vw/s400/snapshot_1b624626_9c4ab39c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715111485132887826" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uGqdXo4tP58/T1AnnAnmrhI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/YTYxjUPEWSk/s1600/snapshot_1b624626_9c4ab38f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uGqdXo4tP58/T1AnnAnmrhI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/YTYxjUPEWSk/s400/snapshot_1b624626_9c4ab38f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715111478267653650" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K2PKvjW8DoM/T1AnoJuU5HI/AAAAAAAAA_8/6OxlWa3RQXo/s1600/snapshot_1b624626_bc4ab38c.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K2PKvjW8DoM/T1AnoJuU5HI/AAAAAAAAA_8/6OxlWa3RQXo/s400/snapshot_1b624626_bc4ab38c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715111497891636338" border="0" /></a>She does look quite fetching, though, with this new hairstyle!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4eczqX55WE/T1AoFPkAgCI/AAAAAAAABAI/3E6hwtrI2Og/s1600/MelissaNewHair.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H4eczqX55WE/T1AoFPkAgCI/AAAAAAAABAI/3E6hwtrI2Og/s400/MelissaNewHair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715111997675175970" border="0" /></a>Even though she's dramatic, Melissa is a sweetheart. She's so family oriented! She just loves hanging out at home with her ole mom'n pop. She told me that she wants six kids!! And get them all married with children! Whew... she'll definitely need to find the right man for that. Maybe Brandi's hubby, Alex, has a younger brother or cousin or something.... they've got seven kids! Too much for me to handle, that's for sure. Oh, I love my girls, but they were quite the handful when they were young.<br /><br />Well, I've got that flower-arranging itch, now that you got me talking about it! You guys take care, and come back and see us alright? Buh-bye!Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-75999508365949287642012-02-29T19:21:00.009-08:002012-03-01T14:02:05.116-08:00Round Six: The Broke BachelorsHey, welcome back guys! Beau Broke, here. It's been a minute since you all were around, hasn't it? Well let's see if I have some interesting stories for ya...<br /><br />Well, my home business is goin' pretty good. It's at rank 8 now! I got a few great reviews, and business just started takin' off! It helped that I put in a poker table, so the men-folk could have some fun while their ladies were shoppin' away. Although, some ladies come to play, as well.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kvBw-sFTaWY/T0_hj6YUOZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/tz2wxqClkYE/s1600/HomeBusiness.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kvBw-sFTaWY/T0_hj6YUOZI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/tz2wxqClkYE/s400/HomeBusiness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715034459239365010" border="0" /></a>Oh, and I also bought a new building in Bluewater, that's our shopping district. Lotta nice people livin' there... very friendly, too. I haven't decided what I'm going to do with it yet. I thought maybe a restaurant, but I'm no good at cooking. It's probably going to be some kind of shopping center, but I just can't decide what to sell!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWRF_xsp95k/T0_hixxMSGI/AAAAAAAAA-E/Tyg2h55FCDs/s1600/CornerShop.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AWRF_xsp95k/T0_hixxMSGI/AAAAAAAAA-E/Tyg2h55FCDs/s400/CornerShop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715034439747913826" border="0" /></a>This isn't the best picture, guys... my bad. It's the little grey building on the corner.<br /><br />When I'm not busy with the businesses, I work part-time for SimTech as a guild leader. I recently got a raise, so that's pretty exciting! To be honest though, I feel like as soon as I get this second business off the ground, I ought to be able to stop working. Skip's working, too, and I have a feeling he'll be making quite the paycheck after a few more years.<br /><br />Since you left us, he was promoted three times! Now he's a General Practitioner. <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U-dqompr3-8/T0_hjrA0i-I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/lJzreOrHbio/s1600/SkipUniform.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U-dqompr3-8/T0_hjrA0i-I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/lJzreOrHbio/s400/SkipUniform.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715034455114288098" border="0" /></a>That kid is crazy-smart. If I ever have to go to the hospital, I want him to doctor me up! He's been getting kinda side-tracked with the dogs, though. Both Mox and Blackie were working as service dogs, and we got word yesterday that they're both at the top of the ladder... they can't get promoted anymore. So that lit a fire under Skip I guess... he's got them trying to breed now. Walks around mumblin' to himself sometimes 'four more...four more'. Not sure what that means.... Well, yeah, I like dogs fine, I just don't like all the hair everywhere! So we've got a puppy (or two...or three I guess) on the way.<br /><br />Oh, here's a funny story for ya! Trina Goth came by the other day, and we got to chatting. She invited me, so I stopped in after work one day... and I walked in to see this!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0N9yR0GvP0/T0_d3UMouNI/AAAAAAAAA90/rMhkpEO8uWQ/s1600/TrinaSmutsle.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0N9yR0GvP0/T0_d3UMouNI/AAAAAAAAA90/rMhkpEO8uWQ/s400/TrinaSmutsle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715030394540701906" border="0" /></a>Those girls are crazy! Michelle moved in with Trina, I suppose and all they do is Smutsle all day! I would have stayed longer, but I was feelin' pretty stinky. At least I got a kiss goodbye...<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cJvwsxhbIM0/T0_d3Eew81I/AAAAAAAAA9s/oqWcgxmkqjM/s1600/BeauandTrinaKiss.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cJvwsxhbIM0/T0_d3Eew81I/AAAAAAAAA9s/oqWcgxmkqjM/s400/BeauandTrinaKiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715030390321771346" border="0" /></a>yep. Trina and I are just friends, and she is kinda young for me... but I won't lie... she is mighty pretty. No big plans for right now, but we'll just see where life takes us later on. I'd never really thought about having a family... mom's gaggle of kids was more than enough for me. But maybe I might like a wife. Of course, I have no idea what Trina's plans are as of yet, so I'm not makin any plans. Well, it's been nice visiting with you folks. Come back and check on me, because I'll be opening up that new business soon as I figure out what I'm sellin! Have a good one!Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-21637948251964168172012-02-29T18:20:00.006-08:002012-02-29T18:46:21.057-08:00Round Five: Growing Up(<span style="font-style: italic;">**Author's note: I am skipping Marie Pleasant , Kaylynn Shaikh, and Sicily Langerak's updates this round, as they haven't done much of note, and there are too few pictures to constitute a post. They'll be back in Round Six, though! Also... this update is short on pictures. I've realized that my posts are getting pretty boring, because I tend to only take pictures of major life events, and I don't really create a very good storyline for the families. After this round, I'll make a few changes to my blogging style and hopefully you all will find it a little more enjoyable reading!)<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span>Last time we left the Pipers, Brandi and Alex had just welcomed baby Charity into the family, and there were quite a few birthdays. Let's catch up, shall we?<br /><br />In keeping with the birthday theme, the twins, Mark and Maggie, transitioned into teens during this round.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F0n312yjt90/T07e0IDmACI/AAAAAAAAA88/I8nFlTzbkFk/s1600/MarkTeen.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F0n312yjt90/T07e0IDmACI/AAAAAAAAA88/I8nFlTzbkFk/s400/MarkTeen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5714749964276858914" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6JxcPU6aiNI/T07e0YCk8ZI/AAAAAAAAA9E/izTNh9AJ2k8/s1600/MaggieTeen.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6JxcPU6aiNI/T07e0YCk8ZI/AAAAAAAAA9E/izTNh9AJ2k8/s400/MaggieTeen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5714749968567562642" border="0" /></a>I don't know what it is about that ugly bubble vest and those dreadful pigtails... seems like every teen in Pleasantview is spinning into them! Mark decided on a family aspiration, and wants to reach his golden anniversary. Quite a lofty goal for a teen with no female friends on the horizon (other than his plethora of sisters). We'll see what we can do for him.<br />Maggie chose to focus on her career, instead of her family. She excels at writing in school and loves gossip, so her goal is to reach the top of the Journalism career. Good luck to both of you!<br /><br />Unfortunately, a day or so later, Leslie got a-hold of Brandi's special elixir...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YDqHMtnEYuY/T07ghZ4u3XI/AAAAAAAAA9U/7i_WOlVQDE4/s1600/LeslieElixer.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YDqHMtnEYuY/T07ghZ4u3XI/AAAAAAAAA9U/7i_WOlVQDE4/s400/LeslieElixer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5714751841668881778" border="0" /></a>After draining what remained, she aged up a few days. Which led to a sooner-than-usual birthday.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq846IpKptY/T07ghmuNpuI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ER6tc2fabO0/s1600/LeslieAdult.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq846IpKptY/T07ghmuNpuI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ER6tc2fabO0/s400/LeslieAdult.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5714751845114423010" border="0" /></a>She decided to ditch the uber-blonde locks and go for a shorter look. Leslie wants to reach the top of the Gamer career, and you can't have hair in your face while you're slaying heffalumps, woozuls, and such-like.<br /><br />Since money was growing even tighter in the Piper house, Leslie decided to go ahead and find her own place, and she even let Mark & Maggie move in with her! Such a nice older sibling... we can only hope that they'll continue to do well in school without their mother hounding them all the time about grades.<br /><br />Charity had a few birthdays this week as well, growing up into a child!<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(** Author's note: For some reason, I don't have pictures of either of these birthdays... but I know that they happened. Not sure what went wrong there, sorry!)</span><br /><br />So now Brandi lives with her second husband, Alex Piper, and their sixth and seventh children, Brandon and Charity (both children). Tune in next time when we find out... will she go for numbers 8-10?<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span>Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-71992424809081729092012-02-18T14:12:00.000-08:002012-02-18T14:31:12.308-08:00Round Five: Emptying the NestBack at the Goth mansion, Alexander is busy skilling up. He was promoted five times this round! Alexander is now a top secret researcher, and spends most of his time gazing at the stars. He spends a lot of time on the phone with his fiancee, Tiffany. She's still in college, with no end in sight! Alex isn't too concerned about it, however. His main goal is to become a Mad Scientist, just like his old man.<br /><br />Dina was still chugging along at work, and is now an assistant coach. She felt time taking its toll on her, though, and transitioned into an elder shortly after her promotion.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1wXcmXy-HHg/T0Aj4QFssUI/AAAAAAAAA8A/VKo246joNmE/s1600/DinaElder.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1wXcmXy-HHg/T0Aj4QFssUI/AAAAAAAAA8A/VKo246joNmE/s400/DinaElder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710603776804303170" border="0" /></a>Not too shabby, Dina! She's still trying for that Hall of Fame spot, but we'll see how tough a toll her job will take on her. I haven't decided whether or not to let her keep trying.<br /><br />She beat Trina to a birthday by just a day. Trina decided that college wasn't for her (much to Alex's dismay) and spun into quite a lovely adult:<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tXrnxAA4_R8/T0Akc_edUlI/AAAAAAAAA8M/5LmKke3slHk/s1600/TrinaAdult.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tXrnxAA4_R8/T0Akc_edUlI/AAAAAAAAA8M/5LmKke3slHk/s400/TrinaAdult.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710604407999910482" border="0" /></a>She was very embarrassed that Michelle's friend was wearing the same dress, though. There was quite a fit thrown about that. I guess just because you spin into an adult, doesn't mean you suddenly begin to act like one. Well, Trina decided that she needed to get out on her own. She'd never make it into the celebrity world if she was still living at home with her mom! So she moved out with Michelle, who is only a few days from an adult birthday herself. But not before Michelle snuck her first kiss in with this boy from work:<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pBXyWaXvRt8/T0AlIptIIiI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/_sjlXmXyUJM/s1600/MichelleFirstKiss.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pBXyWaXvRt8/T0AlIptIIiI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/_sjlXmXyUJM/s400/MichelleFirstKiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710605158070100514" border="0" /></a>They moved to uptown Pleasantview, a new suburb that's still in its beginning stages:<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72fUWm7DLhI/T0AlzzEVaHI/AAAAAAAAA8k/-Dj5OSHdSjM/s1600/NewHouse.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72fUWm7DLhI/T0AlzzEVaHI/AAAAAAAAA8k/-Dj5OSHdSjM/s400/NewHouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710605899317733490" border="0" /></a>They just had enough money for a one bedroom/one bath, but it was okay for them because they'd been sharing a smaller bedroom for years. Trina was a little put out that her mother only gave her $20,000 when she knew for a fact that her dad had been rolling in the cash. But she figured that once she started rubbing elbows with the rich and famous, she'd be getting paid a little more. So they settled in, and Michelle did her daily yoga out on the lawn... uh, concrete:<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s3pZ41ANWOg/T0AmX6UQPLI/AAAAAAAAA8w/m8WTIW8dGhU/s1600/MichelleMeditation.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s3pZ41ANWOg/T0AmX6UQPLI/AAAAAAAAA8w/m8WTIW8dGhU/s400/MichelleMeditation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710606519738842290" border="0" /></a>And that's where we'll leave them for the round. Hopefully next time will be a little more exciting for you.Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-29744168270654886842012-02-14T16:42:00.000-08:002012-02-14T16:59:30.348-08:00Round Five: Dirk Reaches the Top<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8kGZ7yxMPrg/TzsApays-rI/AAAAAAAAA64/tMXJ5diT2ks/s1600/LilithsHappy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8kGZ7yxMPrg/TzsApays-rI/AAAAAAAAA64/tMXJ5diT2ks/s400/LilithsHappy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709157664188857010" border="0" /></a>Wow, Lilith looks pretty happy, doesn't she? She's got quite a bit to be excited about, though. She was recently promoted to a legal-biller, she owns a decent home-business, a fledgling new toy shop, her husband is a business tycoon, and her son is now on his way to being self-sufficient! Life is good for Lilith.<br /><br />Her home business is very steady, and she recently bought a new poker table so that her customers could entertain themselves while they wait on service. She gets some pretty interesting patrons...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo8AABGY6fs/TzsBQIE4Z2I/AAAAAAAAA7E/iu33JazN1q8/s1600/PokerTable.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo8AABGY6fs/TzsBQIE4Z2I/AAAAAAAAA7E/iu33JazN1q8/s400/PokerTable.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709158329179727714" border="0" /></a>Yes, Dirk finally got his promotion and is now a business tycoon.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NlLZckMjeCY/TzsBjFaSnSI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Ho0YC-SnzJ4/s1600/DirkBusinessTycoon.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NlLZckMjeCY/TzsBjFaSnSI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Ho0YC-SnzJ4/s400/DirkBusinessTycoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709158654881733922" border="0" /></a>He didn't stay at the top for very long, however. He heard that Dustin Broke made much more than he did as an ecological guru, so Dirk switched tracks and is now a scatmaster. He's so money hungry, though, that he didn't stop there. Dirk began counterfeiting his own money!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TOf0bAcuiXg/TzsB8BJ1mEI/AAAAAAAAA7c/3_jdYgsJa8E/s1600/DirkCounterfeits.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TOf0bAcuiXg/TzsB8BJ1mEI/AAAAAAAAA7c/3_jdYgsJa8E/s400/DirkCounterfeits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709159083235711042" border="0" /></a>The new money supply caused quite the confusion for little Dan. He asked his mommy if daddy was a magician!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uGEOt9eXDqc/TzsCX4FI86I/AAAAAAAAA7o/Qpqs9mH6Iqw/s1600/DanMagician.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uGEOt9eXDqc/TzsCX4FI86I/AAAAAAAAA7o/Qpqs9mH6Iqw/s400/DanMagician.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709159561836426146" border="0" /></a>Lilith just told him that daddy works extra hard, so they give him extra money. She didn't want to get into explaining the illegality of Dirk's actions to an eight year old. Dan quickly grew up into a teenager though, fully capable of understanding what his dad does. He was determined to play it straight, and stay on the good side of the law. Dan wanted to be a Celebrity Chef. He'd heard that it was the next big career out there, and knew that the ladies loved a man who could cook.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qpBvZysUss/TzsCX_wE3RI/AAAAAAAAA70/vEVdsJXv4pQ/s1600/DanTeen.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qpBvZysUss/TzsCX_wE3RI/AAAAAAAAA70/vEVdsJXv4pQ/s400/DanTeen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709159563895561490" border="0" /></a>As a teenager, Dan became fascinated with his hands... I thought that was a baby trait? Ah well, you never can tell with sims, can you?Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-25167073190338956522012-02-14T16:17:00.000-08:002012-02-14T16:41:20.386-08:00Round Five: Sadness Strikes the DreamersThis week was not a good one for Cassandra Dreamer. When we first join her, she's being accosted by a skunk!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vd7qNBQGiLI/Tzr6yrz8enI/AAAAAAAAA40/VAp7FwOWuxw/s1600/CassandraSprayed.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vd7qNBQGiLI/Tzr6yrz8enI/AAAAAAAAA40/VAp7FwOWuxw/s400/CassandraSprayed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709151226306525810" border="0" /></a>Cassandra had been spending so much time outside with her small garden, that she began to feel a little too... 'one'... with nature.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P57aOHYNLXM/Tzr7hc8VCgI/AAAAAAAAA5A/l1cI-AxnLow/s1600/CassandraGardening.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P57aOHYNLXM/Tzr7hc8VCgI/AAAAAAAAA5A/l1cI-AxnLow/s400/CassandraGardening.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709152029769009666" border="0" /></a>While Cassandra was getting her hands dirty outside, Darren was capitalizing on his platinum aspiration by teaching Dusty some necessary skills inside.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_6yydkcmcwg/Tzr7hlEQiWI/AAAAAAAAA5I/z25iURGHNDI/s1600/DarrenTeachingDusty.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_6yydkcmcwg/Tzr7hlEQiWI/AAAAAAAAA5I/z25iURGHNDI/s400/DarrenTeachingDusty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709152031949752674" border="0" /></a>She was never far from their minds, however. Soon, little Dusty grew like a weed into a child. He loved to play with the other children, and Maggie Piper was always over after school to play Cops and Robbers.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ygbBcu5UW9o/Tzr8GXA_qyI/AAAAAAAAA5w/sPLNfWFBFq4/s1600/DustyBirthdayChild.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ygbBcu5UW9o/Tzr8GXA_qyI/AAAAAAAAA5w/sPLNfWFBFq4/s400/DustyBirthdayChild.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709152663833127714" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJk9CUtUsPo/Tzr7h6xzpFI/AAAAAAAAA5k/KElI6SSlvoo/s1600/DustyPlaying.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJk9CUtUsPo/Tzr7h6xzpFI/AAAAAAAAA5k/KElI6SSlvoo/s400/DustyPlaying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709152037777941586" border="0" /></a>Sadly, his parents were growing older too. Grim came for Darren late one night while he was doing the thing that he loved most (aside from inappropriate things with Cassandra), stargazing...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31BuFpx-K_o/Tzr9IlXRJpI/AAAAAAAAA58/tXXHdFQ4aws/s1600/GrimComesforDarren.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31BuFpx-K_o/Tzr9IlXRJpI/AAAAAAAAA58/tXXHdFQ4aws/s400/GrimComesforDarren.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709153801556010642" border="0" /></a>He was shocked at first, but then let Grim slowly take him to his tropical paradise. He knew that he would see his beloved Darleen, and that Cassandra would join him shortly. <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gv9wnbJ7JtE/Tzr9I2jR26I/AAAAAAAAA6E/yzxLTXhSFtE/s1600/CassandraCries.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gv9wnbJ7JtE/Tzr9I2jR26I/AAAAAAAAA6E/yzxLTXhSFtE/s400/CassandraCries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709153806169791394" border="0" /></a>Cassandra had a much harder time dealing with his death. She just sat outside and babbled and cried for hours...<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-851YvCW4nMY/Tzr9JOMQvbI/AAAAAAAAA6U/rXDfT7Iqg1s/s1600/CassandraMeltsDown.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-851YvCW4nMY/Tzr9JOMQvbI/AAAAAAAAA6U/rXDfT7Iqg1s/s400/CassandraMeltsDown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709153812515700146" border="0" /></a>Poor Dusty just hid around the corner of the house and sobbed. He felt robbed of time with his dad, and vowed that someday he would find a way to bring him back. <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pHVMVUlJqRY/Tzr9JQ0HVwI/AAAAAAAAA6g/WcCgm-2LmIQ/s1600/DustyCries.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pHVMVUlJqRY/Tzr9JQ0HVwI/AAAAAAAAA6g/WcCgm-2LmIQ/s400/DustyCries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709153813219727106" border="0" /></a>Darren did come back...for a split second, he was there... to wave goodbye one last time to the woman he had loved from afar for so long, and then finally been blessed with.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-atacYmsRx8Y/Tzr9Jp9atGI/AAAAAAAAA6w/j1Zu0TS5Uzs/s1600/DarrenWavesGoodbye.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-atacYmsRx8Y/Tzr9Jp9atGI/AAAAAAAAA6w/j1Zu0TS5Uzs/s400/DarrenWavesGoodbye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709153819969631330" border="0" /></a>Cassandra didn't see him that night but she would visit his grave at the Pleasantview Cemetery once a week to refresh the flowers, and perhaps catch a glimpse of the man she had loved...<br /><br />Darren Dreamer passed on with a platinum aspiration due to the fulfillment of his lifetime want, becoming Chief of Staff. He is survived by his wife Cassandra; their children Belle, Derek, and Dusty; a child from his first marriage, Dirk; and a grandson, Dan. Rest in Peace, Darren.Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-88423678503870082792012-02-14T15:58:00.001-08:002012-02-14T16:17:15.138-08:00Round Five: University Part 2Welcome back to Academie Le Tour! Here we have Belle and Derek Dreamer striving to achieve their goals of academic success...well, somewhat. Belle remained in the dorms throughout all four years. She felt this made it easier to study. It was also easier to make acquaintances that might be useful down the road as far as potential mates were concerned. Belle's lifelong goal is the same as her mother, three children graduated from college. So Belle got right down to romancing.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wsS8EaGvOKY/Tzr19H7kusI/AAAAAAAAA3U/lk7wLkPY81g/s1600/BelleFirstKiss.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wsS8EaGvOKY/Tzr19H7kusI/AAAAAAAAA3U/lk7wLkPY81g/s400/BelleFirstKiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709145908095269570" border="0" /></a>Her first kiss was Cara Fancey. But... Belle... you do know that you can't make babies that way, right? It just doesn't work. She also tried to get friendly with a few men in her dorm, but they wouldn't give her the time of day. Unfortunately, Belle had to leave Cara behind after graduation. Belle was getting a little tired of the crazy college lifestyle. It seemed that she couldn't go a day without someone streaking around or throwing up in the refrigerator.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dT2hyn4qN-o/Tzr2xQG82nI/AAAAAAAAA3g/qfTmfb7YzjE/s1600/BelleCrazyLook.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dT2hyn4qN-o/Tzr2xQG82nI/AAAAAAAAA3g/qfTmfb7YzjE/s400/BelleCrazyLook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709146803643669106" border="0" /></a>She quickly attained her credits and graduated with honors. She then moved back to Pleasantview and purchased a tiny starter home that she hopes to soon fill with children.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hkIrf7nBKqA/Tzr2_7mV9vI/AAAAAAAAA3s/kfZy4jaUbZo/s1600/BelleAdult.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hkIrf7nBKqA/Tzr2_7mV9vI/AAAAAAAAA3s/kfZy4jaUbZo/s400/BelleAdult.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709147055836231410" border="0" /></a>With those looks, it shouldn't take long to snag a man! or a woman, if that's your thing. Belle works as a Cartoon Voice for the local cable's children's network.<br />As far as her brother, Derek, goes....<br /><br />Derek transferred to Sim State to start his own chapter of Urele-Oresha-Cham. He uses that as his excuse, but I'm pretty sure it's because the curriculum was much less rigorous.<br />Derek made quite a few friends at Sim State, starting with Meredith Tellerman, who gave him his first kiss:<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8FOqY-tdONQ/Tzr366NPMWI/AAAAAAAAA34/HhFGM9jnxlw/s1600/DerekFirstKiss.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8FOqY-tdONQ/Tzr366NPMWI/AAAAAAAAA34/HhFGM9jnxlw/s400/DerekFirstKiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709148069074776418" border="0" /></a>He needs all the kisses that he can get! Because Derek aspires to have 20 Best friends! He had extra time to make said best friends in college, because he slept through his senior spring semester final! So, he was on Academic Probation, but made the most of it, and finally graduated and moved back to Pleasantview.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_iK-r07-IVA/Tzr4UrQld6I/AAAAAAAAA4E/GUCpepktKoI/s1600/DerekAdult.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_iK-r07-IVA/Tzr4UrQld6I/AAAAAAAAA4E/GUCpepktKoI/s400/DerekAdult.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709148511738886050" border="0" /></a>He decided to move Downtown, since that's the fastest growing neighborhood, and hippest place to hang out.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-atxFqUo2SR8/Tzr4U9uO-hI/AAAAAAAAA4M/2hfBO1yQAVI/s1600/DerekHouse.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-atxFqUo2SR8/Tzr4U9uO-hI/AAAAAAAAA4M/2hfBO1yQAVI/s400/DerekHouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709148516695079442" border="0" /></a>The first day back, Derek invited a few college buddies over to check out his new bubble-blower.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c_pxbX9rlvk/Tzr4uSyun0I/AAAAAAAAA4c/4CjLICfGqLE/s1600/BubbleParty.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c_pxbX9rlvk/Tzr4uSyun0I/AAAAAAAAA4c/4CjLICfGqLE/s400/BubbleParty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709148951847804738" border="0" /></a>Unfortunately, he got so carried away with the bubbles, that Derek forgot he had put appetizers in the oven for his guests!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BerK_aO7YCk/Tzr4ubN1f3I/AAAAAAAAA4o/DKNcGJuDSdE/s1600/Fire.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BerK_aO7YCk/Tzr4ubN1f3I/AAAAAAAAA4o/DKNcGJuDSdE/s400/Fire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709148954108985202" border="0" /></a>The fire got put out quickly, but it put kind of a damper on his party. The guests scattered pretty quick, since nobody wants crusty toaster pastries. It didn't end up too badly for Derek, however, because he ended his round with 10 best friends. Halfway there! Derek works as a Junior Officer to help finance his bubble-parties.Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-39138350360047828512012-02-13T09:08:00.000-08:002012-02-13T09:41:33.060-08:00Round Five: Happy Birthday to YouWhen we last visited with the Burbs, John and Jennifer were surprised with twin babies and Lucy moved out to be on her own (and fraternize with that Lothario character). I decided that their house wasn't working for me, so the Burbs moved to a new home across from Marie Pleasant.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Qd6vRzy-no/TzlGTm_bZjI/AAAAAAAAA1o/wi8yC7CUc6Q/s1600/NewHouse.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Qd6vRzy-no/TzlGTm_bZjI/AAAAAAAAA1o/wi8yC7CUc6Q/s400/NewHouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708671305366857266" border="0" /></a>I downloaded this house from MTS2, <a href="http://pokedude9777.modthesims.info/download.php?t=307585">here</a>. This update, as it is with most this round for some reason, is full of birthdays. First up, the twins.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GhNmdibGRPY/TzlHM6cYTDI/AAAAAAAAA10/sWM2Nq9q2es/s1600/LillianChild.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GhNmdibGRPY/TzlHM6cYTDI/AAAAAAAAA10/sWM2Nq9q2es/s400/LillianChild.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708672289841105970" border="0" /></a>Lillian grew up... but Jennifer doesn't look too excited. Then she helped her brother with the age transition<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RxVm6WvJimk/TzlHXJDNE_I/AAAAAAAAA2A/m8NcL2EhXEQ/s1600/JohnnyToddlerCake.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RxVm6WvJimk/TzlHXJDNE_I/AAAAAAAAA2A/m8NcL2EhXEQ/s400/JohnnyToddlerCake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708672465560736754" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Il1IpRJzKI/TzlHdCUzVfI/AAAAAAAAA2M/7C0cQicYldU/s1600/JohnnyChild.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Il1IpRJzKI/TzlHdCUzVfI/AAAAAAAAA2M/7C0cQicYldU/s400/JohnnyChild.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708672566834714098" border="0" /></a>Again, Johny and Jennifer don't seem too excited, but maybe they're just sadly realizing that they are getting older too. A few days later, John had his big transition too.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fGaGI2PH9i8/TzlIk4zucjI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/wu7nb7Jriao/s1600/JohnElder.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fGaGI2PH9i8/TzlIk4zucjI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/wu7nb7Jriao/s400/JohnElder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708673801230643762" border="0" /></a>Young at heart, though. John did something a little silly, though. After his birthday, he went to work and up pops a chance card. Well, I've been having terrible luck with chance cards lately and he got demoted (better than fired, which is what happened to Don Lothario... one promotion away from the top of his career). So, John comes home and immediately gets excited and does that little 'who-brings-in-the-bacon?-this-guy!' dance.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FWndJiiIizw/TzlJNrH-6KI/AAAAAAAAA2k/BDsJVKfFcGM/s1600/JohnDemoted.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FWndJiiIizw/TzlJNrH-6KI/AAAAAAAAA2k/BDsJVKfFcGM/s400/JohnDemoted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708674501932148898" border="0" /></a>I decided that it was time for John's retirement... don't want to overwork the poor fella. So now he stays home with the kids after school and Jennifer works part time at The Pleasantview Tribune.<br />When Jen's birthday came, she took her time to think of the perfect wish.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2nKI6ZypATE/TzlJ0mInYII/AAAAAAAAA2w/GDQAKSYPF9E/s1600/JenThinkingofaWish.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2nKI6ZypATE/TzlJ0mInYII/AAAAAAAAA2w/GDQAKSYPF9E/s400/JenThinkingofaWish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708675170607521922" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ivzJZEW7k0/TzlJ1KlbN4I/AAAAAAAAA28/3qLjdY__Wuc/s1600/JenThinksofaWish.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4ivzJZEW7k0/TzlJ1KlbN4I/AAAAAAAAA28/3qLjdY__Wuc/s400/JenThinksofaWish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708675180392036226" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--RHWF1IUNzY/TzlJ1q6dpmI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Js09jFpAwcQ/s1600/JenElder.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--RHWF1IUNzY/TzlJ1q6dpmI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Js09jFpAwcQ/s400/JenElder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708675189070210658" border="0" /></a>Maybe she wished for a decent outfit to wear for the rest of her life-bar. Good wish, Jennifer. I could tell you some horror stories!<br />The Burbs were pretty boring this time around. Certainly not as exciting as their daughter, Lucy. Hopefully I'll have a juicy story for you in round 6. :)Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-21439589573934218752012-02-12T18:00:00.000-08:002012-02-12T18:21:25.128-08:00Round Five: Lucy in the CityWelcome to Lucy Burb's new place in downtown Pleasantview. It's just a modest pre-made house that sits next to the Broke boys.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYhUbEXsMUY/TzhxRI0xMVI/AAAAAAAAA0U/_f4PhK8Zbzs/s1600/House.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YYhUbEXsMUY/TzhxRI0xMVI/AAAAAAAAA0U/_f4PhK8Zbzs/s400/House.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708437066932629842" border="0" /></a>She's the Burb heir at the moment, so she'll eventually move back to the country part of Pleasantview and start making babies, but for now, she's living it up in the city.<br />The first friend she makes? That scall-a-wag, Don Lothario...<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VA3EoUXMUaU/TzhxdOY8euI/AAAAAAAAA0g/bl4odrxiDNQ/s1600/TalkingtoDon.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VA3EoUXMUaU/TzhxdOY8euI/AAAAAAAAA0g/bl4odrxiDNQ/s400/TalkingtoDon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708437274584972002" border="0" /></a>Now don't get too excited, either of you. He's got a baby with Kaylynn, and he and Nina are quite happy together! (As happy as two romance sims can be, in a somewhat monogamous relationship)<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dYflZchRS6Q/TzhxwCzMZXI/AAAAAAAAA0s/jI8COcpIYtI/s1600/DonLikesLucy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dYflZchRS6Q/TzhxwCzMZXI/AAAAAAAAA0s/jI8COcpIYtI/s400/DonLikesLucy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708437597891356018" border="0" /></a>Hey! Cut that out! Don't you two get any ideas....<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfVh6G6WP_0/TzhyGUuYNpI/AAAAAAAAA04/-GAfptbdGbk/s1600/AdmiringDon.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfVh6G6WP_0/TzhyGUuYNpI/AAAAAAAAA04/-GAfptbdGbk/s400/AdmiringDon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708437980660119186" border="0" /></a>*Sigh* They never listen, do they? Fine. Do as you please, but don't blame me for not wanting Don's sperm to infect every woman in Pleasantview!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8LQyelqklhk/TzhyX0m3tQI/AAAAAAAAA1E/CoVW19krUzU/s1600/PillowFightingDon.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8LQyelqklhk/TzhyX0m3tQI/AAAAAAAAA1E/CoVW19krUzU/s400/PillowFightingDon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708438281276339458" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OeX3PgxNpu8/TzhyYAaVlEI/AAAAAAAAA1M/qxFvi9r80oU/s1600/FirstKisswithDon.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OeX3PgxNpu8/TzhyYAaVlEI/AAAAAAAAA1M/qxFvi9r80oU/s400/FirstKisswithDon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708438284444996674" border="0" /></a>Oh Lucy... You can do better than Don! He's practically an elder! He and Nina have two kids you know... do you want to be a home wrecker?<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YaBdOADeYpQ/TzhyYdgD9jI/AAAAAAAAA1g/DtB5aUDmPeo/s1600/WooHoowithDon.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YaBdOADeYpQ/TzhyYdgD9jI/AAAAAAAAA1g/DtB5aUDmPeo/s400/WooHoowithDon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708438292253636146" border="0" /></a>Apparently that's a yes. Oh Lucy. So young... so naive... join us next time when we discover just how serious this fling is.Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-83609413999362065652012-02-10T12:05:00.000-08:002012-02-10T12:31:40.223-08:00Round Five: Birthdays All Around<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XWxqszNY5AU/TzV547Rec4I/AAAAAAAAAyo/RavINtByZuI/s1600/DustinEcoGuru.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XWxqszNY5AU/TzV547Rec4I/AAAAAAAAAyo/RavINtByZuI/s400/DustinEcoGuru.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707602121652597634" border="0" /></a>Whoa?! What did we walk into?! Oh, that's right... Dustin got promoted! And grew up... Wow, quite a bit has happened here at the Broke house this round.<br />First thing's first, Dustin was promoted and is now an Ecological Guru. The spike in income allowed him to reach his LTW of earning 100,000 Simoleans! (<span style="font-style: italic;">**2nd LTW fulfillment of the hood</span>)<br />He grew up that night, and is a very happy elder with the prospect of a long life (<span style="font-style: italic;">not su</span><span style="font-style: italic;">re how I feel about this, as I generally don't like playing elders after their LTWs are achieved... there's just nothing to do! Especially without toddlers running around)</span>.<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i_efp6ttWyM/TzV7elkMDlI/AAAAAAAAAy0/Cztynjx79Io/s1600/DustinElder.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i_efp6ttWyM/TzV7elkMDlI/AAAAAAAAAy0/Cztynjx79Io/s400/DustinElder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707603868172160594" border="0" /></a>The next day, Angela took him by surprise and grew into an elder too!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2FjQ-J43PVw/TzV7mbafzwI/AAAAAAAAAzA/9-ImpC7SzFA/s1600/AngelaElder.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2FjQ-J43PVw/TzV7mbafzwI/AAAAAAAAAzA/9-ImpC7SzFA/s400/AngelaElder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707604002886110978" border="0" /></a>She was happy, but boy was she tired! Mainly because Coral's ghost kept scaring her and depleting her needs. So she and Dustin put some money together and bought a plot in the Pleasantview Cemetery for them. They didn't look too happy...<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUttH1cAga0/TzV79H6xDdI/AAAAAAAAAzM/TgXleTUOv4c/s1600/HerbandCoralGhosts.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUttH1cAga0/TzV79H6xDdI/AAAAAAAAAzM/TgXleTUOv4c/s400/HerbandCoralGhosts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707604392789741010" border="0" /></a>Kiiiinda creepy actually...<br />Angela and Dustin had to deal with quite a few headstones, however, because that darned cowplant had an insatiable appetite.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EYwyJ1crxiM/TzV8SpfGUBI/AAAAAAAAAzY/OXnacPUsrBk/s1600/CowplantandVictim.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EYwyJ1crxiM/TzV8SpfGUBI/AAAAAAAAAzY/OXnacPUsrBk/s400/CowplantandVictim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707604762577752082" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_UrSZaLV56A/TzV8S57p6yI/AAAAAAAAAzg/zepeJyJh_q4/s1600/CowplantEatsVictim.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_UrSZaLV56A/TzV8S57p6yI/AAAAAAAAAzg/zepeJyJh_q4/s400/CowplantEatsVictim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707604766992493346" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GIJszsqsYug/TzV8TA63LvI/AAAAAAAAAzw/FlyaqhQLgy0/s1600/CowplantandGrave.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GIJszsqsYug/TzV8TA63LvI/AAAAAAAAAzw/FlyaqhQLgy0/s400/CowplantandGrave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707604768868216562" border="0" /></a>Melissa didn't seem too fazed. She even milked it (<span style="font-style: italic;">I wasn't very happy about that... childhood is my least favorite sim-age).</span><br />At least Mandy was there to save Luca from death by Cowplant (whom they named Bessie)<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dr6JttWiOOA/TzV9Cwjt3QI/AAAAAAAAAz8/dv_puj8uD60/s1600/MandySavesLucaFromCowplant.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dr6JttWiOOA/TzV9Cwjt3QI/AAAAAAAAAz8/dv_puj8uD60/s400/MandySavesLucaFromCowplant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707605589109890306" border="0" /></a>Alas, their love was not to be, because Mandy transitioned into an adult that very same day.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IW4oXevYsXk/TzV9P0h3eWI/AAAAAAAAA0I/LQOtyYnSYcg/s1600/MandyAdult.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IW4oXevYsXk/TzV9P0h3eWI/AAAAAAAAA0I/LQOtyYnSYcg/s400/MandyAdult.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707605813514172770" border="0" /></a>Again... not the greatest outfit, but still better than Skip's. She'll just have to live with it. Maybe we'll give her a little makeover to make up for the clothing.<br />Mandy decided that her time had come... and in order to make her mark on the world and become a famous Chef, she would have to strike out and make her own fortune. So she moved out and awaits a home in the sim bin.<br />Melissa should have grown up this round... but that stupid cowplant gave her extra days... so her birthday will come next time.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Family Info</span><br />Dustin Broke- Elder- Wealth- LTW: Earn $100,000 (Achieved), -2nd LTW: Criminal Mastermind<br />Angela Broke- Elder- Wealth- LTW: Own 5 Top Level Businesses<br />Mandy Broke- Adult- Wealth- LTW: Celebrity Chef<br />Melissa Broke- ChildChelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-67096701006248570952012-02-10T11:44:00.000-08:002012-02-10T12:04:50.377-08:00Round Five: The Downtown LifeWelcome back to Downtown Pleasantview, home of Beau and Skip Broke! Beau owns a small home business in addition to holding a job as a Real Time Strategizer for SimTech Gaming Co. He tries to make his business fun for all, but unfortunately... not everyone can handle it. Lilith Dreamer was innocently shopping when all of the sudden, she's on the ground making goo-goo-ga-ga noises and talking to an invisible man.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UYOMuMfWilI/TzV1Jq2UhVI/AAAAAAAAAw8/4fpGasAO0is/s1600/LilithAspirationFailure.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UYOMuMfWilI/TzV1Jq2UhVI/AAAAAAAAAw8/4fpGasAO0is/s400/LilithAspirationFailure.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707596911743370578" border="0" /></a>It was very strange... nobody was expecting it out of Lilith, of all people. She's seemed to put her sad depression days behind her, since she's married with a baby now. But who knows... people can relapse.<br />Moving on, Skip Jr. was making time for the ladies... well, one lady in particular. Her name is Tiffany and they recently had a bowing outing.<br />She consoled him when he did poorly (while trying not to laugh)<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnKNFogf6SQ/TzV1zvNc2-I/AAAAAAAAAxI/WAOWpoafYgA/s1600/TiffanyLaugh.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnKNFogf6SQ/TzV1zvNc2-I/AAAAAAAAAxI/WAOWpoafYgA/s400/TiffanyLaugh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707597634468633570" border="0" /></a>and he cheered for her when she did well... even though he was sitting on the bench and not acting too interested otherwise.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5YH9EDyWekI/TzV19goyc-I/AAAAAAAAAxU/HkHhbOq2jBo/s1600/TiffanyStrike.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5YH9EDyWekI/TzV19goyc-I/AAAAAAAAAxU/HkHhbOq2jBo/s400/TiffanyStrike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707597802355454946" border="0" /></a>And... there was mutual celebration to be had.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bzG9rO-6R-A/TzV2HBq4aaI/AAAAAAAAAxg/2RmOfAdlMDQ/s1600/SkipKissesTifany.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bzG9rO-6R-A/TzV2HBq4aaI/AAAAAAAAAxg/2RmOfAdlMDQ/s400/SkipKissesTifany.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707597965841426850" border="0" /></a>Awww, cute couple. They fell in love after that kiss. All too soon, it was time to go home. Back to the fighting dogs.<br />Yep, that's right. They bought dog from the pet store and named him Blackie. They got along... sometimes<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ETyfOvzcxx0/TzV2relTyYI/AAAAAAAAAxs/AyWRMELphJk/s1600/DogsSniff.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ETyfOvzcxx0/TzV2relTyYI/AAAAAAAAAxs/AyWRMELphJk/s400/DogsSniff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707598592077973890" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2Vz4ikmglg/TzV2rmh78bI/AAAAAAAAAx0/nsEI0XG6tag/s1600/DogFight.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2Vz4ikmglg/TzV2rmh78bI/AAAAAAAAAx0/nsEI0XG6tag/s400/DogFight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707598594211312050" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RRhg5M2ugcM/TzV2rqz9kmI/AAAAAAAAAyI/awxZzAYqHaY/s1600/MoxWins.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RRhg5M2ugcM/TzV2rqz9kmI/AAAAAAAAAyI/awxZzAYqHaY/s400/MoxWins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707598595360658018" border="0" /></a>Poor Blackie. Guess we know who the alpha is around here.<br />All those grown up emotions swirling around inside Skip Jr. prompted him to go into a tailspin... and grow up, of course!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R4vY_6_UsPw/TzV3HcI3qxI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/uPCpDqsaewE/s1600/SkipAdult.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R4vY_6_UsPw/TzV3HcI3qxI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/uPCpDqsaewE/s400/SkipAdult.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707599072458156818" border="0" /></a>Hey, don't look so surprised! You knew it was coming sooner or later. Handsome fella isn't he? This gave him a promotion at work to Paramedic. Since he was soooo adult now, Skip decided to drop the Jr. He would now introduce himself as simply, Skip. All seems to be going well for Beau and Skip.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mGS1M9LS-QE/TzV3neITBAI/AAAAAAAAAyc/jyhTqGAbz6I/s1600/SkipsClothes.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mGS1M9LS-QE/TzV3neITBAI/AAAAAAAAAyc/jyhTqGAbz6I/s400/SkipsClothes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707599622748439554" border="0" /></a>Ugh! Except those clothes! Poor Skip... he's stuck with them, as I've decided that they wear what they spin. Oh well. The girls don't seem to mind. But that story is for another time...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Family Info:</span><br />Beau Broke- Adult- Wealth- LTW:5 Top Level Businesses<br />Skip Broke Jr.- Adult- Wealth- LTW:6 Pets Reach Top of CareersChelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-41830522915440686592012-02-05T11:17:00.000-08:002012-02-05T14:37:50.808-08:00Round Four: All By MyselfHello. Yes, come on in. No, mom and dad won't be joining us today. It's just me, Marie Pleasant. I grew up into a teenager just after you guys left the last time.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z_Xu3GCi9Q/Ty7XIh3YY0I/AAAAAAAAAvo/a30Rk4wIWEk/s1600/MarieTeen.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z_Xu3GCi9Q/Ty7XIh3YY0I/AAAAAAAAAvo/a30Rk4wIWEk/s400/MarieTeen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705734319454577474" border="0" /></a>This is my best friend, Brandon. He dresses kinda weird... but we both love rocket ships, so it works.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AN2S2TaT6_w/Ty7XImMakqI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Ms9Lh0oXLbY/s1600/MarieFriend.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AN2S2TaT6_w/Ty7XImMakqI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Ms9Lh0oXLbY/s400/MarieFriend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705734320616542882" border="0" /></a>Life was going on great... and then, Grim came for mom.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qGlbfaaQOoM/Ty7XxQWK6QI/AAAAAAAAAwA/MNc21QR6w9o/s1600/MarySueDies.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qGlbfaaQOoM/Ty7XxQWK6QI/AAAAAAAAAwA/MNc21QR6w9o/s400/MarySueDies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705735019126515970" border="0" /></a><br />Dad and I weren't the only ones upset. My friend cried a lot too. Maybe because he was witnessing it. My dad was so upset... he cried for days.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78RFt2XGbEw/Ty7X-Ur2y8I/AAAAAAAAAwM/EclvZxqmV1k/s1600/DanieCriesforMarySue.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78RFt2XGbEw/Ty7X-Ur2y8I/AAAAAAAAAwM/EclvZxqmV1k/s400/DanieCriesforMarySue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705735243629513666" border="0" /></a><br />I think that's why Grim took him, too. Maybe he wanted mom and dad to be together... But dad didn't seem to want to go.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDM9jk9gpCs/Ty7YtR4-9RI/AAAAAAAAAwY/87afzTZX9Ks/s1600/DanielShocked.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDM9jk9gpCs/Ty7YtR4-9RI/AAAAAAAAAwY/87afzTZX9Ks/s400/DanielShocked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705736050333119762" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb1pYfv7xrE/Ty7YtpL7PJI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Jn_1umJS0ow/s1600/DanielSad.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lb1pYfv7xrE/Ty7YtpL7PJI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Jn_1umJS0ow/s400/DanielSad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705736056586583186" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wMP7-aWkjA8/Ty7YtmKv4NI/AAAAAAAAAw0/A4gpKr1ERU0/s1600/MarieCriesForDaniel.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wMP7-aWkjA8/Ty7YtmKv4NI/AAAAAAAAAw0/A4gpKr1ERU0/s400/MarieCriesForDaniel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705736055776338130" border="0" /></a>So... I've been pretty lonely. Daniel comes over every day after school to keep me company. But I still feel so sad all the time... I play with Dad's puppy, Suzi, a lot. She misses him too. Sometimes she howls at night for no reason at all...<br />How am I paying the bills? Well both mom and dad left me most of what they have (**<span style="font-style: italic;">funny thing is, Daniel and Mary-Sue left money for Marie, Angela, Mandy, and a friend. Lilith didn't get any money</span>). So, I'm using what's left in the savings until I can find a job.<br /><br />Well... that's pretty much it, guys. Thanks for coming. I hope next time you come I'll have better news, and be better company.<br /><br />Marie PleasantChelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-29475649740981833862012-02-05T10:06:00.000-08:002012-02-05T10:24:03.360-08:00Round Four: All Grown UpOh hello, you're back. *smiles* Well this is Kaylynn Shaikh and this is my new house! *laughs* I kind of wish we'd stayed where we were now. This place is driving me crazy. But Sicily was tired of sharing the loft with me and Pao... so here we are.<br /><br />Well let's see, since you were here last quite a bit has been going on. I got a job as Pleasantview High's Home Economics teacher. I like my job quite a bit, even if Sis and Luc complain about me 'embarrassing' them... silly kids.<br />Well... Luca did snap this little beauty on his cell phone... <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FeGUuPN5etU/Ty7GKnFOIoI/AAAAAAAAAtw/jbh2UIcdJek/s1600/KaylynnHappy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FeGUuPN5etU/Ty7GKnFOIoI/AAAAAAAAAtw/jbh2UIcdJek/s400/KaylynnHappy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705715663516869250" border="0" /></a>I can kinda see the embarrassing part I suppose. I was just so happy to get a better job! Oh yes, I guess I did skip some things...<br />Luca's my big man now! He's fourteen. I was worried about how they'd take to Pao... but they seem to get along.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PgMf1qC_cmA/Ty7GoNyKYeI/AAAAAAAAAt8/fCNFbZt4OrE/s1600/Dinner.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PgMf1qC_cmA/Ty7GoNyKYeI/AAAAAAAAAt8/fCNFbZt4OrE/s400/Dinner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705716172122120674" border="0" /></a>At least when Pao tells them about the wizards he works with... Although I have a feeling those stories are made up. Silly man. Ah, yes... I was pregnant again. Pao and I decided to have one together. She's such a beauty!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VG4dhp1_L6Q/Ty7HT0QMBpI/AAAAAAAAAuI/9vLmO1Wx8Tk/s1600/TalktoBelly.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VG4dhp1_L6Q/Ty7HT0QMBpI/AAAAAAAAAuI/9vLmO1Wx8Tk/s400/TalktoBelly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705716921182979730" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJOdZXb1lcU/Ty7HT1_s4tI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/_3r2prUoa3s/s1600/RomaLabor.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xJOdZXb1lcU/Ty7HT1_s4tI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/_3r2prUoa3s/s400/RomaLabor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705716921650701010" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6_0d2XkmTDo/Ty7HULpWVZI/AAAAAAAAAug/0Kw3lZq6I08/s1600/RomaBaby.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6_0d2XkmTDo/Ty7HULpWVZI/AAAAAAAAAug/0Kw3lZq6I08/s400/RomaBaby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705716927462528402" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3Ng44p7Zhg/Ty7Ird7rnUI/AAAAAAAAAvc/rd7shklRAF8/s1600/Roma%2B%25282%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m3Ng44p7Zhg/Ty7Ird7rnUI/AAAAAAAAAvc/rd7shklRAF8/s400/Roma%2B%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705718427019877698" border="0" /></a><br />Not entirely sure where the red hair came from. Pao must have some down the line in his family.<br />And then my baby Sicily grew up and left us! Oh, it was so sad...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gZPT-iydBNY/Ty7H_omiWII/AAAAAAAAAu4/fpdw2M-jbLE/s1600/SicilyWish.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gZPT-iydBNY/Ty7H_omiWII/AAAAAAAAAu4/fpdw2M-jbLE/s400/SicilyWish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705717673969735810" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r_DA1wowYyY/Ty7IAIShP-I/AAAAAAAAAvA/nE5GyzD5c28/s1600/SicilyAdult.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r_DA1wowYyY/Ty7IAIShP-I/AAAAAAAAAvA/nE5GyzD5c28/s400/SicilyAdult.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705717682475712482" border="0" /></a>She told me that living here was stifling her creative ability, or some such nonsense. She's very into music. The stress of her leaving, and the new baby was more than I could take. Not to mention I had found out about.... What? I'm not allowed to talk about that yet? *sigh* well alright. Anway, I went... grey!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uK4sIZIX328/Ty7IZmahGxI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/KjD1QA-RP9M/s1600/Kaylynn.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uK4sIZIX328/Ty7IZmahGxI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/KjD1QA-RP9M/s400/Kaylynn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705718120059050770" border="0" /></a>But I think I pull it off very well. Pao doesn't seem to mind, even though he's still very young. Oh, to be young again....<br /><br />Well thanks for stopping by fellows... I'll see you next time.<br />Kaylynn ShaikhChelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-22634507042043557682012-02-05T09:50:00.000-08:002012-02-05T10:03:41.338-08:00Round Four: Meanwhile, Back at the Mansion...Oh, you guys are back again? Alright, come in I guess. Mom's not here... but I can call 911 on my cell phone... so don't do anything weird, got it?<br />My name? I'm Trina, duh.<br />Who do I live with? Dude, I thought you guys knew this stuff already? *sigh* whatevs. I live here with my mom, younger sister, Michelle, and my half-brother Alex. No, that Tiffany girl doesn't live here, even though she and my brother are always snuggling on the couch... gross. Get a room.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mJgCrJz8nz4/Ty7DOdSu4QI/AAAAAAAAAtM/jPSnDuw56ZE/s1600/TiffanySnuggle.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mJgCrJz8nz4/Ty7DOdSu4QI/AAAAAAAAAtM/jPSnDuw56ZE/s400/TiffanySnuggle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705712431073779970" border="0" /></a>Oh yeah, I guess he like, proposed or something? Such a drag. She's totally not cool. I mean, just look at her sweater!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-STTTiUbPhBk/Ty7EWBETrgI/AAAAAAAAAtk/XrcZIO7YJBE/s1600/AlexProposes.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-STTTiUbPhBk/Ty7EWBETrgI/AAAAAAAAAtk/XrcZIO7YJBE/s400/AlexProposes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705713660447665666" border="0" /></a>She goes to the University. Haha, sucker. I'd never go to college... that stuff is so boring. All I want to do is become a professional party guest, and maybe crash some celeb bashes!<br />So, you guys wanna know what's going on, right? Well mom got promoted a couple times, and she recently got the MVP award. Volleyball, I think? Alex got promoted too... he was all excited about it. Shoot... what was it called? Field researcher! That's it.<br />Yeah, Michelle and I both work at the gas station down the street. First step to the lazy lifestyle, my friend!<br />That's pretty much it, dudes. I'm out of stories. Oh... yeah, I guess this was cool. This one time, some dude's ghost was floating around... it scared Alex while he was outside. I think he peed himself a little, hahaha!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvrDU0H08iE/Ty7Dpns0JyI/AAAAAAAAAtY/iZnyWsj0kqk/s1600/GhostScaresAlex.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvrDU0H08iE/Ty7Dpns0JyI/AAAAAAAAAtY/iZnyWsj0kqk/s400/GhostScaresAlex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705712897724000034" border="0" /></a>That's why mom decided to buy a separate cemetery lot and move all the graves there. Alex was kinda mad at her, but I think it's a great idea. I was sick of seeing creepy stuff float around all the time. Okay, you guys gotta go, Skip Jr. is coming over and I gotta get ready... so make like a tree and leaf. Haha, later dudes.<br /><br />--Trina GothChelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097002635758484869.post-40560590441931858182012-02-04T13:42:00.000-08:002012-02-04T13:56:33.339-08:00Round Four: UniversityHey guys! What's up? Glad you could come hang out for a while! You've got Derek Dreamer here! Member of the Urele-Oresha-Cham Fraternity! That's right, ladies;)<br /><br />Well let's see.... when Belle and I first went to college we were both at Academie Le Tour. We moved into the dorms and started partyin'!! Haha, I'm just kiddin. But seriously...check out our new looks!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jpNNVtpVzzI/Ty2nlqSoj3I/AAAAAAAAAsE/YB1BOdlelck/s1600/Cassandra.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jpNNVtpVzzI/Ty2nlqSoj3I/AAAAAAAAAsE/YB1BOdlelck/s400/Cassandra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705400568397729650" border="0" /></a>Belle looks just like mom... don't you think?! Gross:p<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MjLwYSpZeC4/Ty2nlZu0WwI/AAAAAAAAAr4/6HuWjomyqEs/s1600/Derek.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MjLwYSpZeC4/Ty2nlZu0WwI/AAAAAAAAAr4/6HuWjomyqEs/s400/Derek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705400563952540418" border="0" /></a>And look at this dapper young fella!! Ladies, ladies, please... there's enough of me to go around! Just take turns... haha.<br />So anyways, we got to college and Belle started studying like crazy... I don't understand it. College is for fun, not books!! So while she was busy doing this:<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zB7dqQyuRjs/Ty2oJ1dDVFI/AAAAAAAAAsc/TUnydYhB-IM/s1600/BelleChess.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zB7dqQyuRjs/Ty2oJ1dDVFI/AAAAAAAAAsc/TUnydYhB-IM/s400/BelleChess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705401189869507666" border="0" /></a><br />Haha... dork!! Anyways, while she was busy playing chess or whatever... I was partyin with my new dudes!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AtBDUONspy0/Ty2obTcpwiI/AAAAAAAAAso/dFrh3ixDnig/s1600/GreekFriends.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AtBDUONspy0/Ty2obTcpwiI/AAAAAAAAAso/dFrh3ixDnig/s400/GreekFriends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705401489978671650" border="0" /></a>Yep, I pledged U.O.C. and after my freshman year, I ditched that dumb dorm, and moved into this sick pad:<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0fZ0vKnwTs/Ty2ouZxhK0I/AAAAAAAAAs0/h3FPOyp-GqA/s1600/UOC%2BHouse.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0fZ0vKnwTs/Ty2ouZxhK0I/AAAAAAAAAs0/h3FPOyp-GqA/s400/UOC%2BHouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705401818094316354" border="0" /></a>And we partied all the time! I just had a rockin' toga party last night, actually. Celebrating the end of finals week!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w99Y9afvFHw/Ty2o8OidOrI/AAAAAAAAAtA/U9D-h3xZM8s/s1600/snapshot_dc396bdb_dc39828d.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w99Y9afvFHw/Ty2o8OidOrI/AAAAAAAAAtA/U9D-h3xZM8s/s400/snapshot_dc396bdb_dc39828d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705402055596522162" border="0" /></a>Oh, my major? I'm a psychology major and Belle is philosophy. I heard psychology is where all the babes are... hehe;)<br /><br />Well hey, I gotta go... we're about to play Kings. So I'll catch ya on the flip side!<br /><br />~!**$$DeReK DrEaMeR$$**!~Chelseahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00577056043298876708noreply@blogger.com4