Theraven's crazy collection of simmies (11.June 20 - TS4 sidetrack)
AxelVal:
The Japanese/Chinese family is gorgeous! The husband and wife are both so good looking and the kids are all adorable!
The little random toddler is so cute!
Theraven:
here's a few pics of her brother and sister, too.
(that doll got stuck in her hair for some reason)
as children
and saving the funniest for the end:
"whops, wrong room..."
Amyy*:
They are all such cute families :)
And such sweet toddlers
Theraven:
(hmm, these threads surely jump down the list fast... nevermind :))
I was playing around last night, testing new downloaded items, and of course my simmies manage to mess everything up (themselves, not my game:))
I dl the ridable donkey on mts2, and tried it. of course, the first simmie I made to try it, sat up backwards. (but that's just like him:) - it's the whatever-their-names from the seasons package)
he's kinda slippery, too...
luckily that alien baby could fly...
and do magic...
to make it good, he took the baby with him to bed. (this was not moveobjects, by the way. the baby got stuck there, and the icon for holding the baby dissappeared..)
the bat? it was stuck, too. flew in front of him all the time since I un-vampirized him last time I played.
this is his alien son, by the way...
and how can something this cute...
turn into this...
and after that, this...
how he managed to get birth to this cutie, is more than I can imagine...
bye for now (from his other son - one of the twins his wife was pregnant with - the other one was a girl, and identical as an infant.)
oh, and a little goodbye from an alien baby going outerspace... ;)
Theraven:
:D hehe... thought I'd post a little taste of a new sims-story I'm making (the other one, not half as good as this is gonna be, is in the link in my signature). It's not ready yet, and I'm not halfway ready with the pics, but... well, see for yourselves...:D
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The moon shone through the endless starry sky, letting its cold beams of mirrored sunlight make ghostly shadows on the ground. The trees howled with pain over the bitter, cold wind as it bent the treetops as far as they could go without breaking. Winter was coming. Far away one could hear the wolves prize the moon in a single voice, a howl that went through bone and marrow in an icy shiver. The shadows on the ground moved like they were alive, and stretched towards the lone figure moving around in the darkness. The dark shadow stumbled through the thick layer of withering brown leaves and pine needles, hitting tree trunks as it zigzagged through the woods, in a wave of stunning pain. The figure was holding something - a little basket draped with a thin blanket. Then it stumbled, and fell headfirst down to the ground.
“Can’t … take it … any longer…” It was a woman’s voice. A panicked voice of desperation. She clutched her belly, and screamed – sending a frightened flock of bats tumbling into the sky, fleeing the loud, terrifying wail. The woman slowly heaved herself into a sitting position, still clutching her belly.
“Not…anymore…”
Suddenly she gave out a long bloodcurdling howl, sending the rest of the panicked animals out of the way with their hearts racing. Her scream seemed to go on forever – like she was stuck in an eternity of torture. Then, it all went silent like death itself.
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