Today, GOSlings, I bring you 16 vintage patterned wallpapers for your sims!

Two flavors, Bordered:


And Un-Bordered:


I may make some grungified versions of each if I can find some good textures.

The colors:
Blood Red|Really Orange|Piss Yellow|Glade Green|Bright Blue|Daring Dark Blue|Violet Delights|Putrid Pink

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Rules:
Don't claim as your own.
Don't repost.
You may use my patterns, but please ask first if you want to post a download for your recolours.

I'm prone to get Writer's Block before I even get to write the tenth chapter of my story. Imperfection is not an exeption. I already know what I want to write, I just can't think of how to write it. I do daily writing exercises and such but when it comes to actually putting pen to paper (being a figurative term here) my mind blans! Can anyone help me with this?

Hi! Kyletheartist's story Veronaville is not just for Romeo and Juliet has inspired me to write my own story for Veronaville. I've done about three stories, but this one is my favorite by far, though I may do my second favorite one when I finish this. The first chapter is a little short. :/



 16 year old Rosaline Miller sighed as she walked down the road towards her house. She hated that she had to call it her house. She walked past the stolen road cone and busted bike and walked up the concrete stairs. She opened the door and walked inside the grungy house.



“Patty, I’m home.” she yelled. No answer. She sighed again and walked upstairs. Her little sisters, Bella and Dona, were playing with their doll house in their room. Rosaline smiled at them and waved hello. They waved back, and Rosaline continued to her room. She turned on her radio and lounged on her bed, listening to the soothing music. Soon, she was nodding off.



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Rosaline jumped with a start as she heard the door downstairs slam. She got up and ran to the stairs, only to see her mother stumbling inside. She growled with anger, and stormed down. Patty ignored her and fell to the ground. Rosaline frowned at her, and kicked her.
“Get up.” she growled. Patty slowly pushed herself up.
“You got drunk again.” Rosaline stated.
“S’ what? You m’ boss?” Patty grumbled.
“No, but I’m obviously more responsible then you!” Rosaline said. “You just left Bells and Don here by themselves?”



“You came home.” Patty said, rubbing her temples.
“What if I hadn’t, Patty?” she refused to call her mom. “The social worker would’ve come and taken them away.” Patty stayed silent. “One of these days…”
“One of these days what?” Patty said threateningly. “You’ll run away? Where will you go? The only place that’d take YOU is a brothel!” Rosaline glared coldly at her mother.
“So you want me to follow in mummy’s footsteps?” she taunted. “I’ve know about deadbeat dads, but you’re the first deadbeat mum I’ve ever seen.”

“Watch your mouth when your talking to me!” Patty snapped.
“Or what?” Rosaline smirked. “You’ll run away?” with that she turned and ran back upstairs. She hated her mother. And she was glad she, Patty, knew it. Her life was miserable. It used to be livable. But now…
“Why did you have to die, daddy?” she cried to herself. Once again, she felt hatred towards that gunman. He  had no idea what he’d taken from her.

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Tybalt Capp sat in the dining chair, bored out of his mind. His grandfather had invited over the Tigos for dinner again. Luckily for Juliet, their son Paris didn’t come. Unluckily for him, they brought their daughter Samantha along. They were trying to get him to date Samantha, but he just didn’t go for chicks like her. They’d never talked one-on-one, but from what he heard from her talking to others, she was obsessed with shopping, money, hair bleach and sex.

“Mrs. Capp, this food is delectable!” Mr. Tigo said to Contessa, who was sitting on the opposite end from Consort.
“Why thank you, Mr. Tigo.” Contessa said with a smile. “I was always rather good at Lobster Thermidor.”
Tybalt sighed. Boring conversation made him even more bored. He saw Consort throw a glare at him, and felt a foot kick his ankle sharply.

“Sit up straight.” his grandfather hissed. “Don’t muss this up, boy. Say something nice to Samantha!”  
Oh, Great, Tybalt thought sarcastically. “You look nice in that dress, Samantha.” he managed to get out, sending a death glare at his grandfather.

Samantha looked at him nervously, then opened her mouth to reply, but was cut off abruptly by her mother.

“Oh yes, she’s simply dar-ling in it!” Mrs. Tigo said with a twang in her voice that both annoyed him and made him wince. “As soon as we saw it in the store, I knew It was ma-de for her! It cost us only 40,000 Simoleons! Talk about cheap! Don’t you think she looked dar-ling, Tybalt?” Tybalt raised an eyebrow, and started to speak but was cut off by none other then Consort.

“Of course he thinks so.” Consort said so cheerfully, Tybalt swore he heard Hermia choking in the background. “After all, he said she looked beautiful in it.” Tybalt rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to contradict his grandfather, but was interrupted by Mrs. Tigo.

“Oh, I know Mr. Capp!” she batted a hand playfully. “Don’t they look so cute together, too?” At that comment, he knew that he’d had enough. He stood up with such force, his chair almost fell over. The chair scooted across the floor instead, with a loud screeching noise. Everyone turned towards him with shocked looks on their face.

“If you- Oh what the hell am I saying. Screw manners, I’m out of here.” Tybalt stormed out of the room and upstairs.

Moments later, Juliet stood up too.
“Tybs, wait a minute!” she called, running after him. She followed him up the stairs and watched him slam the door behind him before she could go inside. She waited a minute, then knocked gently on the door.

“If your are male or not related to me, GO AWAY.” Tybalt’s voice rang out. Juliet smiled sadly.
“Tybs, it’s Jules.” she told him quietly.
“Oh. Come in then.” Tybalt said. She opened the door and walked into his room. She put her hands on her hips and looked down at him. He was sitting on the floor, looking depressed as hell.

“Okay, spill.” Juliet said.
“I’m sick of it!” Tybalt growled. “I’m tired of Granddad throwing this girl on me, tired of him expecting me to act perfect, I’m tired of being alone…. Worst off, at school everyone thinks I’m either weird, gay, or  both!”
“Tybs…” Juliet murmured.
“None of the girls actually like me, either.” Tybalt said. “They take one look at me and…” He let out a sigh. “They judge me before they even know me.”

“Tybalt, get up.” Juliet said, reaching out a hand and helping her older brother up. She pulled him into a hug. “Don’t worry.” she reassured him. “You’re brave, loyal, and nice. Any girl who doesn’t bother to know you, it’s their loss. I’m sure your princess is out their somewhere. Who knows?” she pulled away and grinned. “Maybe she’s waiting for her prince charming to save her.”

“You read to much Shakespeare.” Tybalt said with a laugh. He and Juliet sat down and talked longer. He knew he would be in terrible trouble for what he did. But just for a moment, he actually felt happy.

Chapter two will be coming soon!

One of my friends bought me an outfit that I absolutely love, and I wanted it for my game. It's all black, with lace and thick-heeled boots. I took some pictures of it.

The Bottom:

The skirt:

The skirt has two layers, one pure black and made of a faux silk and the top made of lace. The pattern on the lace is black roses, with black vines connecting them.

The boots:



Pure black leather boots that go almost half-way to the knee. The heels are two inches in width and height.

The Top:

The shirt: The shirt is a pure-black, thin untucked t-shirt. No picture was really needed.

The gloves:


Black lace with a black rose-vine pattern, like the skirt.

Thanks!

I was wondering if someone could make these two things for Teen and Adult females:

A plain white Bedsheet wrapped around the sim for Sleepwear and Undies.
A white Towel wrapped around the sim for Undies.

Hello.
I was, at first, trying to convert some AF undies to TF, and failed. I thought, maybe if I can recreate the mesh I can copy & paste the textures and such to it. Then I began wanting to make my own meshes and textures. So I downloaded Milkshape and some Sims2 Plug-ins for it, but I've got no clue what to do. I've looked at tutorials and asked other people, but they never make it SIMPLE to understand. Can anyone help me?

(If it matters, I use GNU Image Manipulation Programme (GIMP) for making textures)

Can someone make a bed that's just a plain mattress on the floor? I've looked all over for something like that for my post-apocalyptic hood, but either people have no imagination or they just didn't think of making it. The animations don't have to be custom, but the sims do need to be actually lying on the bed, and not floating in air. Thanks!

Ever felt like your sims should be able to go out to a cinema, like, well, we do? Well, now they can with this all new and pretty darn weird-looking cinema!
To use it, you'll need Nightlife, Seasons, and I'm pretty sure you need University too. It has only two custom items in it (Ohmigawd!), which can be found at these sites.

Soda Machine: http://modthesims.info/download.php?t=199349
Theater Screen: http://thesims2.filefront.com/file/TV_Theatre_Screen;40616

Enjoy, and happy simming!


EDIT: Forgot to add this; In all my stupidity, the Latte Maker thing behind the counters was placed backwards. If you don't want your sims to complain about not being able to reach it, you should fix that before entering the lot.

The flowing part is the back, the model's just turned sideways.
The silver parts at the hems of the skirt can go if they're too difficult, and I don't mind the bodice being plain white. And if this could be for Teens and Adults and Elders, that'd be great!

I'd have to say my little brother and all three of my uncles. What about you?

When editing my profile, I put in my right birthday, but when I checked out my profile, it said I was twelve, not fourteen. What's up with that?

I need some handguns for a story I'm making. They can be objects or props, I don't care. I've got Seasons, Nightlife, University and Bon Voyage, so anything compatible with those is good.

Hi, I'm DeliciouslyDemonic. Call me DD, Double D or Liz.  
I'm on MTS as DeliciouslyDemonic as well. ^_^ I'm a storyteller/movie-maker, though I do recolors for personal use. xD Oh yeah, and your smilies are awesome.   

DD!