So… just before it was time for Vlad to leave the university my mind wandered. And it began to wonder. What would be the outcome if Vlad left behind a little piece of himself? Others have reported returning to the university to find their sim had an unexpected child waiting for them. So what if I messed around with the settings just enough to get one good Try For Baby effort? Maybe there’d be a little Schlick running around campus the next time I sent a resident of SV2E off to college. But it wasn’t working. I changed all the settings I could find and still no TFB permitted. Blast! Then I decided I was curious to see if I could get my Vlad the opportunity to enjoy a little juiced make out session. So I began hunting through the moodlets. I was having a heckuva time trying to keep Ashley’s attention focused — all the guys in the frat house wanted to talk to her — so doing it the old fashioned way (drinking from the keg) wasn’t an option. Besides, since I didn’t have control over her I couldn’t make her drink. Continue reading
Poor Lizzy Mund. What did I tell myself this morning…? Oh yeah — never leave an assassin alone. Bad me. Bad… bad me.
Ok… so yesterday I sent my little Vlad off to Sims University. I was so proud of him — he aced his aptitude test, scoring 400 out of 400 in all but one field of study. Such a good boy, my Vlad. He’s majoring in technology so he can get a boost in his law enforcement career when he gets back home. (Never mind that he’s already at level 10… that is totally beside the point.)
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I’ve got way too many pics of Sims University to put them all in one or two posts. Enjoy the gallery!
Last time we left off with Moe finishing up his first term at Sims University and getting ready to head back to Barnacle Bay. Alone. All by himself. Back to his lonely little fishing shanty. Without his girlfriend, Ashley. So, let’s get on with the story. He was picked up in front of the frat house by the Port-a-Party truck (yeah, me too, I always want to say Port-a-Potty) and mysteri-magically transported back to his island home. Equally mysteri-magical was that he arrived in front of the Port-a-Party warehouse. There was no Port-a-Party warehouse when he left. I was also rather surprised to discover that Mick’s Master Kareoke and the Flying V Coffeehouse had sprung up like mushrooms while we were gone. All three venues were placed without my knowledge (actually when asked if I wanted to place the Showtime venues I quite specifically said “No!”). They are a serious blight to the landscape. But whatever, there they are and since this is just a test game I’m not gonna get all fired up over it.