My website is finally fixed, (Woot!) so let’s visit my favorite* family… The Lambswools!
Warnings: woohoo, vomit, cat supremacy, questionable birth control methods, and one hundred million trillion potholders.
*Favorite because it’s my self-sim and my hubby’s self-sim!
I know, right? So narcissistic. Don’t these people have any kind of imagination to create new characters instead of making digital clones of themselves to somehow live out a better life than the one they already have? … ahem…
Day One:
This is Dawn and George. Dawn has a passion for fashion and would like to become the top fashion designer of Oceanside as well as open her own department store. In order to do this she must earn a silver talent badge in sewing. George loves food and hopes to open his own restaurant, but before he can do this he must earn the title of “Talented Palate” and have level 3 cooking skills.
And this is their cat, Zod.
Zod: That’s General Zod Ravenclaw to you, inferior human!
Ooookay…
Zod: Damn these water droplets! What type of sorcery is this that water falls from the sky?
Um… that would be the Atmospheric Charm, Zod. Or it could just be, you know, rain.
While George and Dawn continue to suck face outside in the rain…
Zod heads inside to… what are you doing, kitty?
Zod: You there couch, you have no reason for existing! I do not like your color, nor your firmness. Feel the wrath of General Zod! Prepare to die!
General Zod is severely reprimanded for scratching up the furniture. Thankfully he didn’t do too much damage.
Zod: How dare he speak to me in such a tone! Does he not know who I am?
Yes, you’re his cat. Shut up and obey.
Zod finds other outlets for his anger.
Zod: I am General Zod, your ruler. Today begins a new order you villainous feather dangle. Your lands, your possessions, your very lives, will be given in tribute to me, General Zod! In return for your obedience you will be allowed to live!
Dude, it’s just a feather dangle. It can’t be your minion.
Even though Dawn really wants to concentrate on gaining the skills she needs to start her own business, she also really wants to have a baby. Guess which want won.
*baby chimes*
Meanwhile, at the Hall of Justice Master Bathroom…
Zod: KNEEL BEFORE ZOD METAL TRASH RECEPTACLE!
What’s you’re problem, Zod? You have a scratching post, use it! Then I remembered that I put his scratching post on the second floor and he’s too stupid to climb the stairs. Such is life.
Dawn: Bad kitty. Kitty no scratch. Kitty use scratching post!
Zod: I am a god you dull creature! I will not be bullied by a…
Dawn: BAD KITTY!
Zod: *cowers in fear*
Ahem, could you not mix your DC and Marvel universes, please, Zod? You’re giving me a headache.
Dawn retires upstairs to her small fashion studio to practice what all novices have as their first sewing project, a potholder!
Zod: Do they really think this prison of plastic and freshly washed garments will hold me? I am a God! I answer to no sim!
*Sigh*
Meanwhile George decides to pop his culinary cherry with his first cooked meal, hot dogs.
George: I would really like to earn money…
Shush you.
Looky, some little kitty-witty found his pretty red scratching post.
Zod: *scratching and muttering* They will not send me back to the Phantom Zone. Soon those sims will kneel before me. Then we will see whom laughs at whom!
Ah good, we’re back to normal then, are we?
Oh goody!
What a… sad… little… thing. Dawn is so proud of her first ever sewing project that she hangs it up in the kitchen for George to use. He, of course, never touches it.
Dawn confesses over a rainy hot dog breakfast that she really wants to have a baby.
I’m not too sure babies coincide with George’s master plan of owning lots of restaurants and making lots of simoleans, but he seems to be on board… maybe…
George: *studies*
Dawn: *sews*
Zod: *rules*
Zod: Who dares to set foot upon the lawn of the kingdom of General Zod?
Oh look, Minka Yomoshoto is outside. Since she will be Oceanside’s doctor we should greet her. Maybe she can give Dawn a prenatal exam.
Zod: That fiend shall not set one foot inside my castle as long as I have anything to do with it!
Zod, please leave her alone.
Zod: *hisssssss* Take that, worm!
Thanks a lot General Asshole.
Woot!
Zod: My work here is done. I shall now retire to my royal chambers. Wake me if more intruders prance in front of the castle, will you.
Whatevs.
Dawn and George’s friend Matisse Troubadour stops by to hang out for the evening. (Shhh, don’t wake the kitty. Quick, get into the house!)
George whips up the new meal he’s learned, Goopy Carbonara. Maybe you should put on some clothes now that you have a guest, George…
This is why they get along so well.
Matisse: Not to be mean, but your husband is pretty heinous, Dawn. Hopefully you won’t have children with that man.
Matisse: But, you know, if you do get knocked-up you can always squirt soda in your woohoo. It always works for me. Cleans the baby right out of there. True story.
Dawn: I think I’m going to throw-up!
Matisse: SODA! IN THE WOOHOO! DO IT NOW!
Yep, I would say it’s a little too late for soda can birth control, but thanks anyways, Matisse.
George finally puts on some clothes – pajamas – and gets ready for bed, but before he can lay down he has to scold Zod once more.
George: No kitties on the counter! Bad kitty!
Zod: These sims are beginning to bore me…
Day Two:
Zod is feeling a little left out of the family love.
Zod: *whispers* You like me. You like me. Look up if you like me. Look up if you like me. LOOK UP IF YOU LIKE ME!
After being chased off the lot last night, Minka returns the next day to check up on her new patient.
Dawn: Nice to see you again Minka. I’ve been feeling pretty lou-…
Dawn: -SYYYYY!!! Gotta go!!!
Poor Dawn is having a rough go of this pregnancy.
George: Oh hi, Dawn. Just cleaning all of the puke from the last time you were sick.
Dawn: GETOUTOFTHEWAYOHMYPLUMBOBI’MGOINGTOBLOW!!!
After her near miss, Dawn travels to the kitchen to feed her face some more.
Dawn: Oh, hello General Zod.
Zod: *stalks*
Dawn: Look at the wiggly finger. Looky! Come get the finger!
Zod: Bow down before your true ruler Wiggly Fingers!
Dawn: Nope, too slow!
Zod: What, what?
Dawn: Here they come again! Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle.
Zod: Now I have you in my grasp!
Dawn: Whoops!
Zod: Where, where did they go?
Zod: *bites*
Dawn: Owww!
Dawn: I’m not playing this game anymore.
Zod: I win! I always win! Is there no one to challenge me?
Dawn: Whatever, I’m going to go watch TV.
Minka: When we become elders we should have a Blue Hat Society. We can all wear fancy dresses and blue hats and sit around and play myshuno and gossip about the young whipper snappers.
Dawn: I think that’s doable.
Kendrick: Oh hey George! I was just walking by, not looking through your window at all! Hey is Minka here? C-can I come in?
Oh stalker Kendrick, you’re not fooling anyone. Come on in and oogle at your girlfriend.
Meanwhile, Minka’s found a new plaything.
Minka: Weeee little kitty! You like to fly, don’t you? Fly kitty, FLY!!
Zod: Teee heeee… I mean, put me down infidel!
Dawn heads back upstairs to work on yet another pot holder when…
*pop*
Dawn puts on comfy pregnancy attire and continues sewing. Pregnancy or no pregnancy Dawn is determined to get that silver sewing badge and open her shop!
Matisse comes over because, let’s face it, what else would she be doing. Even though there’s guests at the Lambswool condo, George tries his best to up his cooking skill.
George takes a break to serve the guests yummy submarine sandwiches. Matisse takes the opportunity to find out Minka’s intentions on her brother.
Matisse: I hope you’re not trying to play games with my brother. I like you, but I will annihilate you if you break his heart. True story.
Minka: *munches slowly on sandwich*
Later, after lunch…
Zod: You there, sim with the strong arms, feed me and I will share my kingdom with you as my queen.
Dawn: I’ll feed you, you little whiny cat.
And with Fitz no longer available Minka claims her man Kendrick.
You’re not fooling anyone with that shy girl routine, missy!
This, unfortunately, goes on all night.
Finally, one that’s sewn straight!
Day Three:
Stuff is starting to break all over the house. George tries his best to fix what he can, but he’s a chef Jim, not a mechanic.
Don’t get your panties all in a twist, Malcolm. Calling you is the number one priority for Dawn today.
Well, maybe not the number one priority…
George is finally coming around to the whole Daddy thing ^.^
Dawn calls up fellow Gossip Girl Malcolm Landgraab, X to reconnect their friendship.
Dawn: Becca Goodacre is still talking about that pink slip? Puhleeze. That girl needs a new wardrobe!
After a bit of gossiping Dawn and Malcolm become BFFs.
Malcolm wants to throw a baby shower for Dawn, but she’s vehemently against it. She doesn’t even like half of the heifers in this town. She definitely doesn’t want them in her house! But finally she caves in and a baby shower is set for that evening.
At breakfast Dawn shares some of the juicy gossip she got from Malcolm.
Dawn: …and do you know she put up a banner outside of her house that says ‘Fitz Biltmore Woohooed Me?’
George: I told you she was crazy…
And then this happened.
*pop*
Personal Note: This pop-up bugs the hell out of me. It’s rude and not necessary.
Malcolm stops by to discuss the party planning. George only cares about what food he needs to make.
Diego walks by too. George, trying to be nice, invites him in.
The guests all arrive! At this point I was definitely afraid that Sadie Winchester was pregnant because there were a lot of pacifier thoughts followed by Sadie thoughts. I checked her with the pregnancy scanner and she’s not pregnant, though. Maybe everyone is picking up on her desperate-to-get-married-and-have-a-baby-vibe.
Vivian is still quite appalled by her fiance’s eating habits…
And so is Minka. Yikes!
Diego: Pregnant chicks are not sexy!
George: Ow I cut myself!
Sadie: BabybabybabybabybabybabyIwantababybabybabybabybabybaby
Sadie: MarriedmarriedmarriedIwanttogetmarriedmarriedmarriedmarried
Is Sadie really a Servo and no one knows this?
Becca: So Malcolm, when are you and Vivian going to have a baby? You don’t have very many adult days left, dontcha know? Time flies right on by!
Malcolm: *Maybe I can escape this conversation if I stare straight ahead and smile and nod.*
Vivian: Sadie Winchester is like a rainy day during a picnic, she ruins everything. Who invited her?
Matisse: I think they were trying to be polite…
Sadie: Killkillkillkillkillkill
Wow, really? Well, I’m glad then.
And someone decided they didn’t need to go home at all. Great. Thanks.
Day Four:
The dishwasher broke last night during the party so George and his trusty wrench try to repair it first thing in the morning.
Instead this happened…
Dawn woke up terrified. Luckily nothing too terrible happened. George is still alive and the shock gave him some hair on his head!
George: Don’t be too frightened, love. I’m ok.
After the shock George is feeling exhausted so he heads to bed for a nap.
Dawn: Here Zod, look what I got. It’s a Tickle Monster! Tickle, tickle, tickle!
Zod: You will not win my favor with a Tickle Monster On A Stick, sim!
Zod: I’ve got it! It will be mine and with the tickle power from the Tickle Monster On A Stick all will fall before me!
Dawn: Tickle, tickle, tickle!
Dawn: Later, dude, I’ve got a potholder to make.
Zod: GIVE ME BACK MY TICKLE WEAPON!
Alright! Too bad hobby lots aren’t unlocked yet. Dawn could beat everyone in a potholder making contest.
Woot!
And, yeah, Vivian’s mooching ass is still here.
Dawn: You are so pale. You would think with all of the sun in Oceanside you would have a nice tan by now.
And just like Real Life Dawn ™, Sim!Dawn starts talking without thinking and doesn’t realize she’s being an ass.
Vivian: *minus relationship*
Minka arrives to aid in the delivery of Baby Lambswool.
Meanwhile…
Zod: Scantily-clad gold-digging woman! Kneel before Zod!
Vivian: *cowers*
Aww Zod, good job. You’ve found someone to rule over!
*gasp* It’s showtime!
It’s a boy named Antonio! Antonio has black hair like his mom, hazel eyes like his dad, and a tan skintone.
Minka: Yes! That’s two babies now that I’ve delivered. I’m going to get my own hospital in no time!
One of the baby shower gifts the Lambswools received was the jumpy noise maker thingy. Antonio immediately loves it and alternates from jumping, pushing buttons, and sleeping.
But he doesn’t stay in there long. George wants to hold his son for the first time. He’s so proud and can see a resemblance right away.
The second baby shower gift, from Malcolm Landgraab himself, is this oak crib and changing station. Matisse added her own expertise by hand-painting a teddy bear stencil on the walls.
Dawn decides to brush up on her parenting skills, since she has none and baby Antonio is already here. However, she doesn’t seem too thrilled with what she’s learning.
Dawn: ‘…a baby arrives in a shower of flowers, at which point all other Sims gather to applaud the newborn. Babies awaken approximately once every 6 hours and require feeding (although strangely enough they never require diaper changes) and to be sung to sleep. Playing with the baby is an option, but by no means compulsory.’ I think this book is rather dated!
Yeah, don’t listen to that book. Change your baby’s diaper. Trust me on this.
What’s this now? I guess the idea of being a father has really grown on George. *baby chimes*
A brother or sister for you is on the way, Antonio!
Day Five:
Early in the morning George tries to tackle fixing the dishwasher again. Minka thinks it would best if she stuck around and supervise just in case George is shocked to death.
Minka: If he dies and I resurrect him, does that count towards opening the Medical career?
NO!!!
HUZZAH!!!
And just like Real Life Dawn™, Sim!Dawn has another hard pregnancy it seems.
Zod’s still here. I’m sure he’s contemplating his next move for ultimate cat supremacy.
Zod: This bloody ocean air is ruining my coat. These dim-wits do not even feed me the proper Meow Chow to enable a healthy, shiny coat. They will pay dearly for their insolence!
Not even close to the silver sewing badge…
Dawn probably threw up five times on Day Five. Poor child.
That evening Dawn invites Malcolm and Matisse over for dinner. Dawn and George have something very special they want to ask them.
Dawn: Malcolm. Matisse. Since you two are our closest friends, we wanted to know if you would be Antonio’s godparents?
Malcolm *is stunned*
Matisse is a little uncertain of what being a godparent entails, but she agrees and so does Malcolm ^.^
Malcolm and Matisse agree to be the best role models they can be for Antonio. Good luck, godparents!
They’re going to need it. I sense the dark side is strong in this one.
Thank you for reading!
Notes: At the end of Spring neither Dawn nor George met the requirements to buy and open up their businesses. I have one of those harder to gain skills hack so I figured this would happen. They will just have to wait until their next turn to see how they do.
Dawn took the second aspiration of Popularity while George’s second is Family.
Also, I don’t really do a “house tour” because all of the condos have the same layout so I thought it would be redundant.
Credits: Special credit goes to my dope-ass hubby who bought a new video card for me for no reason at all. With my new card, a Windows 7 installation, and Liv’s tips I didn’t crash THE WHOLE TIME I played this family (and it took several real life days to play them). That’s never happened before! *squee*.
Dawn and George were made by me and can be downloaded here along with the other founders.
