But THIS time, there are PICTURES.
- Mood:
giddy
I've been yapping about them so much, it was time to show them off a bit. (oh and strange_tomato, I looked up Chester's name and it's i before e)
Who's this clown? Why that's Chester Gieke. His LTW is to be a magician. Sadly, this isn't the most humiliating outfit he will have to endure while pursuing his life's goal (he also has to be a mime, poor Chester).
Chester lives right next door to the Moonbeam family. He's a quiet fellow who enjoys gardening, advancing in his career, composing on his synthesizer, and stargazing.
It's the LAST bonust schtuff for Book 1. Before we get to it, I want to say a big THANK YOU to everyone who reads and/or comments. Where would any "writer" be without readers? Big love to you all.
*does horribly disturbing butt shaking dance of joy*
Ok, now that that's out of my system (and before I break one of my old lady hips or something) lets get to this here bonus schtuff.
ENJOY!
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. . .So if you think what you have is working for you, or you think that it can stand a reasonable chance, and whatever's broken seems fixable and nothing's beyond repair. If you still think about each other and smile before you remember how screwed up it's gotten or maybe dream of a time less rotten.
Remember, it ain't too late to take a deep breath and throw yourself into it with everything you got.
He entered the house as quietly as possible, not wanting to wake his sleeping family.
He was surprised to find Percy, still fully dressed, sleeping on the couch. It was only a few feet to the bedroom. He frowned and went to wake him and help him to bed.
Aggie and Paul, their children fast asleep, returned to the first floor to finish tidying the house post-party.
"Looking good, Lak," Lazlo smirked.
"Yeah, yeah," she laughed. "Go ahead, get it out of your system. I know you've been dieing for a little payback after we ganged up on your pregnant butt."
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"Poppy. . .come on, you can say it again. . .poppy."
Jenny squinted her eyes and looked away, refusing to acknowledge her father's request.
"Thanks again for coming over so early. I knew I wouldn't be able to get both of them ready without an extra set of hands."
Miles ran his hand down his wife's back and over the rise of her rear.
"Mmm," Lakishmi moaned into his mouth. Encouraged, he let his fingers slowly begin an expedition under her panties.
"Miles. . .," she sighed, his fingers gently probing the damp heat between her legs.
"That's the spot, hmm. . .," he breathed into her ear, ". . .what do you want, hmm?"
"Miles. . ."
". . .tell me. . ."
"Miles. . ."
She lept from his lap, sprinting for the bathroom. Miles followed and waited outside the door until he thought the worst was over.
"Klara, I wanted to talk to you about something."
At last, Aldric Davis had come to her.
Who wants to know stats about the Peculiar-ites? This will showcase everyone currently in game. I'll use my handy dandy labeled maps, too. FUN. (note: I'll add to this as new characters crop up--and fixing/adjusting stuff as necessary, so if you see gaps, don't fret I know about them)
"Did you hear something?"
Auggie cocked his head and listened. He did hear something, or rather someone, pounding on the door.
"I'll chase them off," he got out of the cramped bathtub and headed downstairs. The pounding continued. "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming, jesus."
Albert arrived home to the sound of his brother on the phone. He could tell by Abe's tone he was talking to Zephyr. Albert had always had a good feeling Abe and Zephyr would pair off and it seemed his hunch was right. He'd never met Zephyr, but any sim who would help Abe the way she had, who could make his brother so happy could do no wrong by Albert.
He took a seat on the sofa, eager for Abe to finish his call.
"Go on," Albert looked from the baby to Pascal, smiling. "You're ready."
Pascal laughed.
"Easy for him to say, huh Per?"
"Auntie Marie is going to eat you up, so you can go with me," Marie mockingly bit at Edwin, who squeeled and squirmed in Lazlo's hands. Marie looked up from Edwin to Lazlo. "I'm sorry I won't be here for his transition."
"It's ok," Lazlo offered. "No baby remembers their first transition. Do you remember yours?"
"No."
"Exactly."
Marie tickled Edwin's stomach, addressing him again. "Your present is upstairs. You make sure daddy gives it to you."
Jenny giggled, reveling in the mess she was making as she splashed. Paul listened to Aggie cooing to Jill.
"I'm going to do a bit of weeding once I put you to bed," Aggie offered. "Yes, tend the plant babies," he cooed to Jill as he carried her upstairs to her bed. ". . .and I'm going to call Uncle Auggie to help make a garden out of all that land Poppy got for me. . ."
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