Welcome back! Sorry for the delay. I had to hunt down my game issue which turned out to be all my mod settings. I started a Mermaid Sun Challenge. That is fast and fun and with no commentary, it was easy to undo and redo mods while playing instead of writing crap.
Also, I have new lighting and stars mod. That’s really neat and I find myself doing some scenery pics once in a while.
Well, at least SP is working again.
Ivory: Get rid of them both! Now!
Paparazzi who goes on to star in my MSC.
She’s being tortured for you.
Shit, what setting is that one again? I can’t remember how to get rid of it. Sigh.
…the car must belong to the paparazzi. There’s no way in hell Ivory could afford it or that she would even be seen in such an ugly car.
Ivory is currently at the library trying to impress Oster Taffeta. He and his wife were the founders of my Sims 3 Drifter Challenge.
Please note that while Ivory is currently really getting on with Oster, Madison VanWatson walks by. I have spent 3 days replacing every SV townie with my own copy, which I made years ago. I have tweaked them a bit, changed their traits, their LTW’s and used MC to have them all quit their jobs.
Madison: You’re so hot.
Ivory: I know. You’re not so bad yourself.
Tori: You are a Diva!
Ivory: I’d be careful where you point that finger. I’ll rip it off and shove it up your nose.
Ivory was removed forcibly from the library and sent to the park to play chess.
Jenn: Found you!
Ivory: I’m at the park playing chess, not hide and seek. Go away.
Jenn: Just let me jot down this newsworthy moment first.
Ivory: Hey, I just want to meet a celebrity. Hi!
Tamara: Oh how I wish there was a level 2 doctor drinking her life away at The Grind.
Tamara: I have a tummyache.
Tamara: Are you a qualified doctor?
Ivory: Yes, I’m sufficiently drunk in public while being pregnant.
Tamara: I foresee us being great friends!
Ivory: Can you please make sure to get sick in a well lit area next time? I can barely see the readings on my doodad.
Tamara: That’s not my tummy!
Ivory: Aha! You have worms!
Ivory: Just kidding. I take it you had spaghetti for dinner?
Tamara: *hushedwhisper* Is it legal to buy drugs off of you at a bar?
Ivory: Of course. I’m a doctor, ain’t I?
Tamara: I don’t think this is appropriate.
Ivory: Do you want to feel better or not?
Tamara: Holy shit. I feel like a million bucks. I’m so turned on by you right now.
Ivory: Shit, I thought that was a Pepto pill, not my secret ecstasy stash.
Agnes: Great. Now our town is going to have our first addict/porn star.
Agnes: … Do you have any extras I can buy?
Tamara: I’d think a centerfold would be more fun than porn, don’t you think?
Ivory: Who cares, just send me a copy of the first DVD you make.
Agnes: Dr. Ivory, you’re so totally awesome.
Mallow wastes no time in snatching himself a spouse.
Tamara was quite pleased with how her treatment went.
New star mod.
I reset the town, which fixed up some leftover issues I was having.
Ivory wants to gain a logic level and reach logic level 6. After that, she wanted to read a logic book.
How much you wanna bet Ivory goes into labor at work?
Woo, no baby yet and level 3!
Dustin: Holy shit! She’s gonna explode!
I ran off to start dinner, so I did not see Colin show up to greet his son, Phillip. He looks so please, doesn’t he?
The shock wears off. Ivory rolls to get married.
Colin: Hello new child of mine.
Hazelnut: I heard you finally popped out that bastard child. Wanna hook up?
Ivory says yes and escapes the house.
Ivory: So, the way into my pants is through cookies.
Hazelnut: I don’t eat anything unless there is tofu involved.
Ivory decides to take Hazelnut on a test drive.
Hazelnut: I’ve had better woohoo with my garbage collector!
Ivory: I have officially crossed you off of my spousal list.
WTF, Ivory? Can you be more random?
Ivory treks across town to the salon where Thornton was standing inside all alone.
Ivory: So, wanna hang out?
Thornton: Sure why not.
Ivory: I know it’s late, but let’s chat a while.
Thornton: Well, I’m out of here, unless you’re buying dinner.
Ivory: *laughs uncontrollably* I’m out of here too.
Ivory has money, by golly, but more importantly, she has crossed the theshhold and went for gay instead of staying bicurious.
Morgana: IVORY! Hey girl!
Ivory: Well, well, well. Looks who’s all hot and barely covered. There are so many things I could do to you right now.
*I guess the mixologist outfit is that bathing suit. I’m just glad it’s no longer the Jocasta from the previous version SV*
Ivory: Gimme a Sex on the Beach, if you’re lucky maybe we can go enact this drink later.
Morgana: I’m straight…and married.
Ivory: Too bad.
In this reality, Erik Darling is alive and still married to Agnes.
Erik: Yo, girl!
Ivory: Yo, Erik!
Ivory: I need some luvin!
Ivory: So, Agnes, I hear you go both ways.
Agnes: I am a married woman!
Erik: Ivory, dude, back off of my wife!
Erik: Agnes, don’t encourage this!
And then my goddamn mouse wheel broke and I don’t have a decent replacement. I saved and shut down right here. Hubby found me one of his, but I hates it! He has a cheap cordless one for emergencies and it sucks so bad. With Sims 4 Cats and Dogs coming out next week, I may not have a new one for a few weeks. I’ll limp along with this replacement, but I am not going to be happy about it. Hopefully I can save up the $80 I need for a new one soon.