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Simmers' Paradise / Sims Stories / Of Dudes and Dames - an UnBeautiful Legacy Story - Generation Two Episode One Now Up!
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on: September 22, 2006, 11:23:50 am
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| My mini dame has become a little dame. I still don't know if she looks like Goopy or me. Please Creator, please let her keep her nose and be ugly.
| | Damn. She's a good looking kid. We don't have an heir.
But, I still adore her. She will be trained to serve a dude in the proper fashion. She will make the Daddy Dude proud.
| | Goopy decided to pay a visit to his daughter. Unfortunately, she didn't really appreciate it.
Her other Daddy Dude loves to scare people.
| | Little dame doesn't take her Daddy Dude's visit all that well. She had a hard time falling back to sleep.
| | No sooner than she fell asleep when he came back. All told, he haunted her six times in one night. She was not a happy little dame in the morning.
| | The Goopster also took to haunting poor Wendy Dame. He didn't appreciate her stepping into my life, even though her main purpose was to serve me.
| | Wendy Dame had a hard time with the first husband. *shifty eyes*
| | In the morning, little Dame started making the contacts of other dames that would help her acheive my goals.
| | It was now time for BiBi to grow into a toddler.
I prayed to the Creator for a fugly child.
| | Ok itty bitty dame ... time to become a mini dame!
| | *FLING!*
| | Praise to the Creator! BiBi was hit by the fugly bat!!
Time to celebrate! We have an heir!
| | So, I get down to party, while BiBi takes a dancing lesson from the Daddy Dude.
| | I'm still working on maintaining my manly physique. Damn I'm good looking.
| | Whoo Hoo! Cannon ball!
XD XD
| | ahem. pure gratuitous shot on the part of the Creator.
| | All too soon, it was time for the new mini dame to join her sister in the little dame sorority.
| | Blow out the candles you hideous little urchin ... er ... I mean my darling spud!
| | Time for the Transition Tango. My heart is in my throat. Will she stay ugly? Or will she follow her sister's footsteps and be cute?
| | The suspense is killing me! But I am not going to make you all wait. LOL
| | Eeeewwww! She's perfect! Though the hair is too cool. Gonna have to change it to dreads, I think.
| | But, before I do, it's time for me to become a swinging handsome old fart.
| | and away we go!
| | | | Ow! I think I pulled something ... this aging thing really sucks!
| | Oh hey! Not too shabby!
| | Come here, wife. Let's see if it still works.
| | Yup ... still works.
How you doin'?
| | Rawr...
| | Go away, dame. I need pork chops.
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Episode Six is SO large, I had to divide it into several parts. This, obviously, is part one. Enjoy!
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Simmers' Paradise / Sims Stories / Of Dudes and Dames - an UnBeautiful Legacy Story - Generation Two Episode One Now Up!
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on: September 13, 2006, 05:26:57 pm
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| No matter how many changes happen to my house and my life, I think Goopy will always be haunting my every move.
| | Though, I do find myself having a bubble bath more often than not with this new Ishkibibblette on the way.
A bubble bath. I'm turning into a dame. Damn.
| | Since Wendy moved in with some extra Simoleans, I built myself a pool. Need to keep my hot bod supple and flexible!
| | Day and night, we use the pool but Wendy seems to like swimming in the storms.
Weird ancient dame.
| | Old dame seems to enjoy shaking her booty to mini dame when mini dame is potty training.
I will never understand them. I swear. Such an odd race.
| | Yergh. I seem to be fatter this knock up. Mini dame doesn't mind though.
| | When ever Wendy uses the shower she makes such a freaking mess. I thought dames were to keep everything clean ...
HOLY SHIT IT'S HAPPENING AGAIN!!!
Why do I do this to myself?
| | Creator: Oh look, it's a basket ball! Perfectly round tummy.
LOL
Chris: Shut up. It hurts. I want my mommy.
| | Can we make it stop now please? I think I pulled something.
| | Note to self: no more tacos before bed. I think I have to fart.
| | Little Miss Cutie Pie was alseep in the next room when Chris went into labor. Poor kid woke up to her dad's screeching. Seriously. The timing was perfect. He went into labour and her energy bar was completely green!
| | Look! It's Goopy's nose! Now that he's dead, he won't be needing it anymore. LOL
| | Abbey: I WANT MY DADDEEEE!!!!
| | DADDEEEE!!!
Baby made a boom boom!
| | So the Creator was laughing so hard throughout Chris' labour and subsequent birthing that she completely neglected to take pics.
But, suffice it to say, BiBi Ishkibibble was born. Chris and Wendy hired a maid so they both could work.
I wasn't paying attention to the Simolean fund ... they had about three hundred in the bank. Oops!
| | Meet Alvin. Ugly spud. Great for future uglifiying. Chris ran out to meet him and made almost instant friends.
Did I take a photo? No. I'm the world's biggest goober.
| | *back to story*
Good thing I married the old dame. BiBi is a demanding mini mini dame. Why did I toss another dame?? Damn.
Heh. Damn dame.
| | With my aspiration points, I bought myself a love tub, and a bunch of dudes and dames came over for a tub party. Well, that and my bubble blower. Mmmm ... bubbles.
But, with the blowing of the bubbles, time marched on. Abbey was ready to become a child.
| | | | Abbey is scared of fire, so Wendy held her and blew out the candles herself.
| | She put Abbey on the floor and stood back. Abbey looked around at all the strangers at her birthday party.
| | | | Then my mini dame stood up and wiggled her hips. I had to mention to Wendy that she's too young to attract dudes like that but she ignored me.
| | She looks like she is straining for a fart! Like father like daughter!
| | Abbey looks so surprised in this shot!
| | | | And my first little dame's transistion starts. The nerves are strung tight.
Will she look like me? Goopy? Her own brand of ugly? Creator forbid ... cute?
| | And her transistion is complete. |
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Simmers' Paradise / Sims Stories / Of Dudes and Dames - an UnBeautiful Legacy Story - Generation Two Episode One Now Up!
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on: September 12, 2006, 05:32:22 pm
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I can't believe Abbey is going to be a toddler soon. It seems like just yesterday I married and lost the Goopster.
My young dame is never going to know her other dad. Kinda sucks | |
Wendy: Why don't you just relax and stargaze for a while. You have been working so very hard lately. | |
Chris: You're right. Go tend Abbey. I need to relax. | |
*looks innocent* I don't know why the Social Bunny came to visit Wendy. | |
What a nice night .... such activity out there. Who knew.
...
Wait. | |
Do I see a ... nah. Can't be. | |
What the hell is that??? | |
Is that light directed at ... me??? | |
What the hell? | |
OH NO!! | |
no no no no no no .... | |
must ... hold ... on ...
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I really don't like where this is heading.
Can we stop now? | |
Really. The joke is over. I get it. Don't look through the telescope when the moons are full. | |
I'm slipping!
Dude, this is not good. | |
Wendy: Chris? Chris, are you out there? | |
Hm. Wonder where he went? | |
and thus time passes ...
and the world echoes with the Creator's laughter. | |
In the morning light, I was finally released. But the splat against the pavement was not something that was appreciated. | |
Oooo ... what happened? I can barely remember last night. Did I get drunk? Did I ... | |
AAAAAHHHHHHH! | |
Man. My stomache is really acting up. Do I have the flu? Could I be...
nah. Can't be.
I have to go to work. | |
All day my gut was weirding me out. But as soon as I got home, something happened. | |
Oh. Shit. I recognize that bump.
How the hell did I get knocked up? | |
No. Freaking. Way.
I think I want to cry.
No. Dudes don't cry. I'm not a dame. But if I keep this up, I will be.
Damn. | |
But, I'm not going to worry about it. Abbey's birthday is tonight, and I finally get to see if Goopy's ugly genes were passed on to our daughter. | |
Good thing she won't remember this. I can't sing to save my life! | |
Blow out the candles little one! You can't? Then let a dude help you. | |
Hm. I wonder what would happen if ... | |
I fling the baby up in the air. Promise I will catch you. Really. | |
o.O
Is she stuck up there? | |
Holy cow! She turned into a toddler.
Hell, should have done that before. Could have missed all those midnight feedings! | |
Alright little one. Let's take a look at you.
Damn. You are adorable. | |
Goopy gave me an adorable daughter. The ugly will have to wait. | |
But that's ok. She's my baby anyway. *sob*
Damn hormones. | |
Put a hat on her and give her a binkie, and no one will know that she's cute as a button. | |
So, Goopy. You have a beautiful daughter.
And I am knocked up again. But I didn't cheat on you. You're dead and I was kidnapped. | |
I figured I should teach the mini dame to talk. She will need to understand what a dude says in order to serve them properly. | |
Wendy and I are getting closer. It's kinda nice to have a retired lady take care of the Ishkibibblet. | |
I can almost forget I am pregnant again. But ... something is nagging at me. | |
Even Abbey gets into the music and dancing! | |
We put the Abbster to bed, I have a cunning plan ... | |
I ply Wendy with drink and food. | |
and then pop the question. I need a good dame to care for me while I take care of this ... child ... in me. | |
She seems thrilled at the whole ring thing.
What is it with dames and rings, anyway? | |
Ah. A dame after my own heart. Forget the box ... look at the bling! | |
I guess this is yes?
We should do this before I get any fatter, you know. | |
So, Wendy and I get married in the kitchen. Well, I guess it's her kitchen now. Connected to the rest of my house. | |
So, do you? | |
Yeah. You? | |
Sure. What the hell. We're not getting any younger. | |
Well, here's your ownership proof. I mean your ring. | |
You do realize you are an Ishkibibble now, right?
Yeah. About that. I want to keep my name.
Not a chance. You're mine.
Oh. Ok. Whatever. | |
Slip me some tongue, wife. |
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Simmers' Paradise / Sims Stories / Episode Three
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on: September 07, 2006, 06:56:55 pm
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Coming home from work, the stress from losing my Dude took over. I think I went a little ... weird. | |
Can I go on? Can anyone help me? Does anyone care? | |
Yeah. I had a temper tantrum. So what? You would too.
Why am I so over emotional? I'm acting like a freaking dame! | |
Thank god the doctor makes house calls. I have to admit, it's ... odd.
He's fugly. But I am not interested. | |
He set me back on my feet, and told me that I should go on. The Goopster wouldn't want me to fade away. | |
Giving me a shake, he set me down.
The dames need someone to keep them in place. | |
Thanks, Doc.
Here's a dame who needs a good man. But, I'm not it. Again, way too pretty. | |
Dammit, why did you go Goopy? Your foul looks were everything to me! | |
*sob*
Why the hell am I crying! Dudes don't cry! | |
I know that he can hear me. I just know it.
It's like he's watching over me. | |
Holy Geez! Goopy!
Don't scare me like that! My heart jumped. I hate ghosts. | |
Part way through the night, my stomache was really flip flopping.
What the hell??? | |
Holy crap! The potion worked!! | |
Goopy and I are going to be daddies!
I just wish he was here to help me. Need to find a dame to babysit. | |
It's weird. Feeling the baby the Goopster and I made. Like a kitten batting gently at a balloon.
Is my ass getting fat? | |
Gotta eat the good stuff now. My baby and I have expensive tastes. | |
Though, eating alone really blows. | |
I called up Wendy, and asked if she wouldn't mind coming and living with me and the baby. After all, it's her potion that helped. | |
No matter what I do, the Goopster is around, protecting me.
Hm. I should get that tub fixed. It turns on all by itself now.
*shifty eyes* | |
Damn! I don't think Goopy likes the fact that I made additions to the house, and sold the old furniture. | |
Wendy has taken it upon herself to get help in the babysitting game. Glad she's taking care of the dame stuff.
She'd better realize that now she is living with me, she's in charge of keeping me fed and the house clean. | |
I don't think Goopy appreciates her taking over the house. | |
I think he's trying to kill her with a heart attack!
Hey Goopy! Wait until the baby is at least in school! | |
The tummy is getting bigger. Wendy is helping me prepare for the impending arrival. What she won't tell me is how the baby is going to get from in there, to out here. | |
As long as I keep moving, my ass won't spread. I refuse to get fat and slug like. From the back, you can't tell I am pregnant. | |
*is all emotional*
I'm so big! Why won't it come out? Dames should stay the carriers of these ... things!
*sob* | |
Um, Wendy? Something is happening ...
It's starting to ... | |
HURT!!!
Of all things holy and somethings are not, what the hell is happening???
THE PAIN!!!! | |
Ok, big guy, breathe.
*puff puff puff*
Oh shit ... this ain't good ... | |
OK ... I think I am ok ...
no, wait ... something is happening again .... | |
Holy crap! It's a rug rat! | |
Putting little one in bed, we both have had a tough day.
Gonna have to talk to Wendy about all this pink. Ew. | |
I have to give little one a bath so we can go to Goopy's grave site. I want to introduce Goopy and our first child to each other. | |
Now that the little one is clean and dry, we can go outside.
Should tell the dame in the house to make food for us. I'm getting hungry. | |
So Goopy. What do you think? All baby or fat?
This is all us, baby.
I miss you.
Damn Dame emotions. | |
The sun is setting, and I know Goopy is close by.
Little one starts to fuss, and I find my self snuggling and comforting like an old pro. | |
Goopy Ishkibibble, I would like to introduce you to your daughter, Abby Ishikibibble.
I hope she is as ugly as you were. |
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Simmers' Paradise / Sims Stories / Of Dudes and Dames Episode Two
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on: September 05, 2006, 02:28:29 pm
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Sick and tired of waiting at home, I took off to the local mall - Ishkibibblaplaza. Had a nice restaurant there called IshkibibblaPizza. The host was stunning ... look at that flat face! I wonder if he's related to Brandi. | |
The dude who was my waiter was kinda cool. He agreed with me, this town is full of fugly people. Exactly what I am looking for. | |
He, however, is a complete wad. Spilled my dinner all over me...not to mention they tried to make me pay for his mistake. Hell no, Dude. | |
Tried to apologize. Yeah, yeah. Dude ... whatever. | |
Managed to convince dude to get me free food.
Free chicken tastes better than anything else. | |
Dude was on top of service for the rest of my visit. Wad still didn't get a tip.
Decided to go on the prowl for a dame or dude to start to date. This alone shit isn't working for me. | |
Met up with Ivy and Christy. Both are kinda pretty. Definately dames I would want as friends ... not future Moms to the Ishkibibble Legacy. | |
Bought groceries at the supermarket ... flirted with the teen dame.
Nice rack. Nice butt. Too cute. | |
Time to cruise the boulevard...and buy me new threads .... | |
Damn ... I look good. I think I'm going to get a hair cut. Not to worry ... my gorgeous locks will still thrill the dudes and dames of Ishkibibblapalooza. | |
Yup. Damn good looking. My ass is sweet in this get up.
Figured to support the local businesses, and call up the local matchmaker. Need to learn about the dudes and dames here, time is running out! I've only got 20 days until I am an elder! | |
Here's Wendy! Take a look at those lips!
Man oh man. Gotta get those genes in my pool. | |
Swept her off her feet with my charm and wit.
Dames have no defence when Chrishikibbible ... er ... Chris Ishkibibble is one the prowl! | |
Mmmm ... smells like cinnamon. | |
I know the dames think of me all the time. As they should.
However, she is the same age as my mother ... and that just reminded me of the internet computer ad ...
Pardon me...gotta spew! | |
She's still there ... isn't she?
Ew. | |
Called the old dame back a couple of days later ... after a great promotion to Junior Officer in the Military.
Asked her for dating advice, and who I should meet up with that's as ugly as I desire. | |
Introduced me to Kennedy Cox.
Dated this dude for a while. The nose is perfect. Though he doesn't know what to do with it when we kiss.
The eyepatch will be removed tomorrow. | |
Met up with Marlene Hamilton. Plain Jane with a great profile.
Though she's not so ... um ... intelligent.
Dames will be dames. | |
I think something shiney caught her attention. | |
Still, kept her around. She laughs at all my jokes, and doesn't mind the fact that for some asinine reason, I still haven't purchased any lamps.
o.O | |
Hey Marlene, how many dames does it take to ...
oh never mind, you won't get it. | |
She is good for a game of kicky ball though. | |
Brought Kerie home from work on day.
Way too pretty for my tastes. Too independent.
Dames need a good man to take care of them. Kerie just hasn't figured that out yet. | |
Invited the waiter over to my place to maybe get to know him.
He's fugly. Good genes to pass on to my Ishkibibblets. | |
However, when he didn't know what a video game was, I knew it wouldn't work.
I mean come on ... if you don't have the finger dexerity for video games, you don't have the dexerity to play in other rooms of the house either.
Rawr... ~.^ | |
Wonder if there is anyone out there that will come close to being fugly and smart. My jeans are lonely.
Genes too. | |
Then I met Goopy.
Ugly, smart, a cop, and smexy.
Hubba.
Dude has it all. | |
And he responds will to the Ishkibibble charm.
Dude wins...hands down.
Yeah ... down there ... lower ... lower ... WOOT! | |
Warm hands, warm body .... | |
He knows where to put that beak of his ... no poking.
In the eye anyway. | |
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WHOO HOOO! | |
So we decided to get married.
Here's the wedding video.
Dude looks good as my dame. | |
However, after the wedding night. The Goopster and I, thinking I was knocked up, decided to go stargazing.
My dude was crushed by space garbage. | |
On our wedding night, I had to plead for his life. | |
Death didn't listen. | |
I became a husband and a widower on the same day. | |
... and Death laughed. | |
Rest in Peace, Goopy Ishkibibble.
I love you. |
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