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I look from the wings at the play you are staging/ While my guitar gently weeps/ As I’m sitting here, doing nothing but aging/Still my guitar gently weeps
Well, I am staging a play, George, but hopefully it’s not so terrible as to make your guitar weep. In a sad way anyway. I’ll accept tears of joy, though.
For those who don’t know what Mr. Harrison here is talking about, you have found yourself in Chapter 2.2 of All You Need Is Love: A Beatles Legacy for the Sims 3 where I am striving for 10 generations of sims in honor of the royalty of rock and roll, the Beatles.
George: *puts away guitar* So where did we leave off last time?
When last we left the Beatle family, Eleanor was racking in the dough by playing tunes in the park for admiring fans. Sheldon was working his way up the police career ladder on his way to being a super spy by way of digging up dirt on his OWN BOSS. And Lucy and Jude were finding their personas.
George: I am skeptical as to why this is interesting.
Well, there was also a mystery involving the men’s restroom at the gym, and Eleanor’s race against the clock to paint a portrait of Sheldon before age and gravity have a major party on his schmexy face!
George: Ahh. Much more exciting.
Lucy here really is a quite pretty sim. I saw her standing here, doing her Dad proud in terms of giving the slightly quizzical, slightly PO’ed look that is so popular with models (and which Sheldon likes to use on me to make me give him what he wants).
However, I shortly realized that she was NOT model posing.
She was staring at Delbert Jones, whose home she visited last chapter. She wasn’t really fond of him, but the little bugger won’t leave her alone and so he followed her home.
Still, the glare might be a bit cold, Lu. I know you’re evil and all, but is all that really necessary?
Lucy: Yes.
Why?
…
Delvin: I’m trying to see if I can see my BRAIN!!
…
Well, he might make a good henchman one day? I believe extreme dimwittedness is a prerequisite for a good henchman…?
Lucy: Yesss…. perhaps I CAN use him!
Leaving Lucy and Delbert to do something or other that hopefully won’t end with Delbert losing a limb or vital organ, I went to check up on the other members of the Beatle family.
Jude here is quite the chess aficionado. In fact, very shortly into childhood he decided quite firmly that his only goal in life was to be a chess legend.
Jude: And I shall move this cauliflower here.
… Keep at it, Jude. You’ll get there. That “cauliflower” is called a rook, by the way.
Sheldon was compiling more info about his boss, George Dean into a report.
You look a bit annoyed, Sheldon.
Sheldon: I have discovered that George is taking money under the table. He’s selling agency jobs!!
That’s despicable.
Sheldon: I know! He didn’t even OFFER me one.
Maybe because he knew you couldn’t afford it?
EEEK!!! Lucy, you’ve broken his neck!!!
Lucy: No… I just cricked it a little. I can fix it.
I think maybe we should just send him home. You’ve “played” with him enough today as it is.
Lucy: *pouts* Fine. See you soon, Delvin! *maniacal grin*
Delvin: *whimper*
Lucy: I have such PLANS for that boy. If only I can hunt down some nuclear waste and a bagel slicer.
You’re scaring me, Lucy. Really. You’re like 12. How can so much evil be inside ONE 12-year old girl?
Lucy: Evil things come in small packages! Bwahaha.
…That’s not quite how the saying goes. Although, in retrospect, tomagotchi’s* came in small packages…
*Ridiculously annoying/evil “virtual pet” toy from the 90′s. Mine liked to die twice a day. We made a thing of it. >.<
Eleanor’s art corner:
With the pressing deadline of Sheldon’s wrinklification looming closer and closer, Eleanor begins practicing her portrait painting skills.
Eleanor: This one is of Jude!
Yea, it does look a bit like Jude. But perhaps we could go for something with a little more realism?
We must do what we can to encapsulate all that schmexy into a portrait. Because this is just about the last time I get to examine an edible item that Sheldon is holding/standing next to.
Bread and jam– It would appear the jam is grape.
Yep. You were all dying to know, I am sure.
Somewhere along the line, Jude developed a very odd preoccupation with things being clean. He was concerned about the general state of cleanliness in the house. He talked about it whilst playing chess with his sister.
And made her talk about it at breakfast the next morning.
And then it became so heightened, that he ran around cleaning things!
Jude: Geeeeeeeeeeerms! They are everywhere!!! ACK!!
He recycled the papers.
And even cleaned the sink!! Seriously people this was all autonomous. I did not issue a single click instructing him to clean. I respect child labor laws.
Eleanor, however, was not being so autonomously awesome.
Eleanor’s art corner:
Eleanor: I call it fireworks at sunset!
BUT IT’S NOT A PORTRAIT!!! HOW WILL WE COMMEMORATE THE SCHMEXY????
PAINTPAINTPAINTPAINT!
No.
I like it, but NO!
…
…….
……….
2 things:
1. ?!!?!
2. BANNED FOR LIFE!!!!!!
Sheldon: I feel funny.
Me too Sheldon. Like my heart is being ripped from my chest.
Sheldon: No…. it’s more like I’m more in tune with gravity.
Sheldon: And let me tell you, gravity is one major pain in my…
Sheldon:… raging arthritis.
Woe is me. Sheldon, the most beautiful specimen of a maxis-made sim I have run into yet has entered crumblyville.
He celebrated his entrance into the golden years like every good elder should.
A loooooooooooong, deep conversation with the deities of the porcelain throne.
As you can see from the facial expression, Sheldon appears to be in deep, deep constipation concentration.
Despite the fact that I wanted to curl up in a ball and cry from the heavy aesthetic loss of young!Sheldon, life in the Beatle household went on as usual.
Jude obsessed over the general cleanliness of the place.
Lucy decided that to enact her diabolical plans for the world, she would need more funds. So she took up writing as a hobby. And she started out at skill level 3!!! I didn’t realize that one of those toddler skilling books gave WRITING points. Total score!
Her first novel, a fiction piece called Blatant Lies.
…Interesting choice, Lu.
Lucy: I am practicing for the future. You don’t get to the top of the world of evil without being able to lie through your teeth like a PRO.
But do you have to write about it?
Sheldon: I’m too schmexy for my….
AGGHHHGHG!!!! My eyes! Sheldon, you just can’t DO that anymore.
Sheldon: Awww. *hangs head*
Jude: Really, this place is FILTHY. Can’t we hire a maid or something???? The germs are everywhere. They’re choking me!!!!
Sheldon: Well all of this vegetarian food is choking ME! We don’t get a single meat entree in this house.
That’s because you have almost no cooking skill, nor does anyone else in this house. AND I don’t want to put up with Jude sucking face with the toilet 5 hours a day.
Jude: Yea, but I really want to try cheesesteak. I think I’d really like it. It’s my favorite food and all, you know.
A vegetarian who loves cheesesteak? But having a sim who is both good and evil is “conflicting”. Pfffffffff. Hypocrites.
FYI: Jude’s favorites, as I forgot them for the last chapter, are cheesesteak, indie, and sea foam.
Sea foam…. hmm…. methinks a makeover is in order! To the dresser!
I feel that it brings out the nice purple shade of his eyes.
And is far more flattering than THIS ensemble that Sheldon has on…. hey wait a minute. Sheldon, when did we get a treadmill? We don’t need a treadmill when you can just as easily go to the gym.
Sheldon: The… gym….. *shudder* I shall never go THERE again!!!
So, needless to say, I was unduly curious. And conveniently I ran into a sim who has no name and wished for his face not to be seen in this photodocumentary, who happened to be on the scene when the event occurred.
Please note that no-name’s voice has been changed to protect his identity.
No-name: It was awhile back. Back when things were simple and straightforward. I was at the gym, just going about my business in the bathroom. It was…. a particularly…effective business… so I didn’t really want anyone to see my face afterwards, but there were people in the bathroom, so I hid in one of the stalls to wait it out.
Hopefully you had a gas mask.
No-name: I choose to ignore that comment. So, I heard some people come in. Naturally, I got curious. So I peaked over the stall door and I saw Sheldon coming in to change.
No-name: He had finished up changing when we both heard some noises from the guys who came in before him. I had thought they were just changing and stuff, lots of rustling. But Sheldon went over to look.
No-name: He looked so shocked by the sight, I was afraid to see what it was. I dared to turn my head to peek.
No-name: And I saw Don Lothario and Buck Broke!
No! Really?
No-name: Really! And I think…. I think there might have been some *cough* woohoo.
But public woohoo isn’t even a sims 3 feature!
No-name: I know. Apparently their love was so strong they found a way around it.
No-name: I think Sheldon was terrified into hysterics. He went running out of the bathroom at breakneck speed mumbling something about wands.
Ah! I see. Mystery solved! Apparently Sheldon must have seen a little more magic then he was comfortable with.
***This flashback brought to you by Stunt!Sheldon in “Riverview 2″, who doesn’t really look a whole lot like real Sheldon, which is why I was artistically hiding his face to keep up the realistic element of it all.
Sheldon: uuuuuuuuuungh. I don’t ………… urf………. have a problem with them being together. I just didn’t want front row seats to the magic show.
Fair enough, Sheldon, fair enough. Now just run on your treadmill. I won’t make you go back to the gym.
Eleanor’s Art Corner:
Eleanor’s been working on this interpretive piece for a little while now. I think she’s trying to win me over with pop art. Because you know it does look a little bit like a perso…
wait…
a person?!
COULD IT BE????
IMMORTAL SCHMEXY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was so happy with Eleanor, that I let her go down to the park and play her guitar, something I’d been depriving her of while I was mad about Sheldon’s portrait.
She’s actually very good and she gathered quite the little crowd to see her play. In fact she made FOUR new friends just because she is such an awesome guitarist.
I KNEW there was some Beatle deep deep down inside of you, Eleanor!
Even Buck Broke turned out to hear her play.
It’s okay Buck. You can come out whenever you want! We’re all supportive here. Plus if you take the Don off the market, the ladies don’t have to worry about him anymore… Although it might hurt the legal system, what with the fact that lawyers pretty much solely make their money on his harassment cases….
Wait… why DOES he harass so many women?
Buck: I asked him that and he said it’s because he’s like “the Todd*” and appreciates all forms. But he says our love is truly special.
I’m sure it is, Buck.
*from the TV show Scrubs.
Meanwhile, Jude was enjoying ice cream the side of his torso…. this kids going to be a whale pretty soon what will all the food being twice the size of him… when he happened to hear some noise in the background.
Run to the sparklies, Jude!
Oh… and watch your head Lucy! That looks a bit painful.
Lucy: I think I jostled my brain when I rammed it on the underside of the desk. YOU SHALL PAY FOR THIS BRAIN. grrr.
You’re so evil that you’re plotting against your own brain….
…yet you’re wearing a light blue button down and khakis.
Lucy: *ponders* Hmm, yes. This look, while pretty, is not quite befitting my personality. I feel a bit like mother’s blonde clone.
Indeed, you look it too.
So a quick trip to the dresser and mirror and………
Lucy: BwahahahahAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Eeep!
For being evil, though, Lucy is something of an affectionate sister. She always makes time to help Jude with his homework. They’re actually quite good friends.
I get by with a little help from my friends.
Oh yea??? Well I get…. nevermind.
Jude: So Lu, since you’re a teenager now and all, you must be a much more complex person. What would you say is different about you now that you have hormones? Aside from the fact we had to stop mid meal so you could change into your leopard underwear.
Lucy: I hate swimming.
Jude: Whaaa? You’re afraid of water???
Hmm. This will be interesting. I’ve never played with a sim who is hydrophobic before. As far as I can tell it doesn’t really do a whole lot except semi-ban them from swimming…. Hm… It’s always good to have something to hold over my sims heads as punishment….
Although, in Jude’s case, I just like him so much that I give in to his puppy eyes every time. I finally caved and hired a maid.
THIS was the creeper they sent. I would consider him as potential future spouse for Lucy, except Sammy Felix here has a few problems:
1. He’s an adult (probably not even a YA) and she’s a teen. 2. His name is Sammy Felix. 3. He has creepy bug eyes when he looks at ANYTHING.
Seriously Sammy. You just don’t live up to the high standards we have set in this family. Although I do enjoy your purple eyes and red hair.
We really need to pick out our potential spouse!!!! Help!
Help! / I need somebody
Help!/ Not just anybody
Help!/You know I need someone/ Help!
I did however, notice the perfect candidate in Lucy’s relationships panel. A former newsboy gone teen named Vasyl Hannah….
I don’t know how I feel about a whole generation with someone named VASYL, although I suppose there are a lot of jokes there. Plus I did fall quite in love with a Sheldon.**
**For comic genius unquotable here due to potential bannedforlife issues, please see quote regarding the lovemaking of Sheldons, from the movie When Harry Met Sally conveniently located here (Skip to minute 6:18 until 8:17).
Meanwhile, Eleanor was TRULY rockin’ the park to the utmost. However, apparently her genius was just too much for some people.
Because someone up and died in the middle of her concert in the park performance. How dare you put a damper on Eleanor’s show! It was very inconsiderate of you to die at this exact moment.
Ghost: … well I didn’t exactly CHOOSE this time. It was him. *thumbs at grimmie*
*stares down grimmie*
Grimmie: Well really he was due to go on Tuesday, but I needed a good excuse to come to the park because *I* wanted to see the show too.
You did?
Grimmie: I did. I’ve heard great things about you Eleanor Rigby Beatle. I got a man named McKenzie who keeps tabs on things for me up here.
…Father McKenzie?
Father McKenzie, wiping their death from his hands as he walks from the grave/ No one was saved.
The whole thing really startled Hal Breckinridge here, who passed out on the grass.
But I kind of ignored him in general because I saw…
…this Sheldon-clone mailman!!!
But it would be too weird for Lucy to marry a clone of her father.
*sigh*
Still, it was a nice reminder of good times gone by.
The REAL Sheldon has been living his golden years with grace so far. He didn’t even complain when Lucy slammed a door through his torso.
Sheldon: Woo…OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.
Or maybe he did…
Jude: Do I really want to do this? I mean Dad lost so much face time when he grew up.
That’s because he got all old. You’re getting one step closer to a LOT more face time.
Jude: Oh… well, when you put it that way!
Jude: Look at the little floating sparklies. It’s so magical.
We’ll see if it’s magical or not very soon. Finish your twirling and let me look at you.
Jude: Whatever, man.
Well he got the teenage attitude, that’s for sure. What happened to my sweet little chess nerd germophobe?
Jude: Eh.
Teenagers. Pfft.
Doesn’t look too bad though. I think he inherited more of Eleanor’s looks, so he won’t end up being a Sheldon clone.
Speaking of which, Sheldon is doing quite well on his quest to become a super spy. He’s at level 8 now!! Wooo, go Sheldon!
The teens spend their time predominantly on the phone, buttering up their future spouses to be.
Yes, I have selected one for Jude too. Her name is Annie Elmore and she’s a babysitter. (This is an NPC based legacy, remember? They have to marry NPCs.)
Which reminds me, you’ve been waiting to see Lucy’s paperboy, haven’t you?
Well, then it’s rather convenient she just invited him over, isn’t it?
Lucy: So I think you’d make a perfect addition to my master plot to rule the world. It comes with excellent costuming.
Vasyl: I’m not so sure…. you look kind of young.
Frim frabbit! He aged up recently. Now I can’t have her date him. Grrrr. Well…. we’re pretty close to finishing out her teen years. Maybe we can wait him out. If he’s worth the wait, that is.
Let’s see.
Oooh. Nice. I like the green-y gray eye color. Yes, I think he shall be satisfactory.
Vasyl: I feel like a show dog.
More like man-candy, but call it what you will.
Back at the park, grimmie came once again for one of Eleanor’s return engagements.
Move up another appointment grimmster?
Grim: Nope, this one was due to go. The music spoke so deeply to his soul that it well… left his body.
Wow. I don’t know if that’s good or bad.
Grim: Oh, it’s good. And here’s a tip for you sweetheart. Keep up the good work, your music is amazing!
Grim. tipped. Eleanor.
THAT IS SO AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He even hung out for about an hour to listen to her. Thanks, Grim! You’re way more awesome than the bad rap you get!
Sheldon kept on digging up dirt on his boss in order to get enough to finally oust him. But he kept turning up intel on the goings on of George Dean’s… friend ? John Lessen.
However, all that work was giving him quite a few LTH points, which I had been ignoring until this moment. So I took a look and I noticed a reward I had not bought before.
The body sculptor.
Looks quite ominous, doesn’t it?
So Sheldon went to give it a try.
AcK!!!
FAIL FAIL!!!!!! I said more muscular dang frabbit!!!
And then it wouldn’t let me turn him back to normal until he got home from work!!
Jude: So Annie, we just got this new body sculptor machine and it has some pretty hilarious results. Do you want to come over and check it out?
Just be honest about why you want her to come over, Jude. Being straightforward is the best way.
Jude: So basically I want you to be my betrothed. I know it’s kind of an antiquated concept, but that’s how we like to do it in legacies and…..hey….. you look awfully tall….
THE FRIM FRABBING GIRL AGED UP TOO!!!! Seriously people, these sims were teens when we initiated the plan to betroth them. I don’t know why they keep aging up just before coming to visit.
Annie: It’s an escape tactic. I’ve heard about “legacies” and they don’t sound at all pleasant.
Eleanor was quite happy to be in one.
Annie: Well then she must be insane.
She is, thankyouverymuch!
And so shall you be, if Jude becomes heir. I like your golden eyes.
Annie: Why couldn’t I have had boring boring black eyes????? WHY????????????
Jude didn’t mind putting some age-gap appropriate moves on her, despite her issues with legacy living. Annie though was NOT so appropriate. HANDS, please!!!
Jailbait? Heck yea.
He has clearly inherited Sheldon’s hidden dreamy trait.
*Awesome lighting courtesy of the Body Sculptor. Otherwise to be used with EXTREME CAUTION.
Eleanor’s art corner:
“An ode to the food we eat”
You do eat a lot of quick meals…. maybe I’ll make the new spouse a cook?
Eleanor’s art corner:
“I’d like to be under the sea”
I’d like to be/ under the sea/in an octopusses garden/ in the shade/ He’d let us in/knows where we’ve been/in his octopusses garden/in the shade.
Eleanor has a very active imagination.
Eleanor’s Art Corner:
“Hootie”
In memorandum of Hootie the pufferfish, who lived with me when I sublet an apartment between Sophomore and Junior year of college. I recently heard he passed away. He was the best of fish. May he rest in peace.
But even in death, we must remember there is life all about us. And in sims life means………….
BIRTHDAYS! (Well… until there are babies anyways.)
…Yea…. it seems a little fast. I might have let my finger slip and click on the cake a little before the birthday reminder came up…. but the teens weren’t doing anything interesting being that their intendeds were both already frim frabbing grown-ups.
Enter the rainbow light, Lucy!
…Why are you thinking about biohazards in the bathroom, my dear???
Lucy: Because I would like a little privacy for a certain activity, please!!! You have seen my adult look and my makeover, now be OFF with you!
Another hallmark of legacy livin’ is the extreme lack of privacy. Perhaps that’s part of the reason Annie doesn’t want to be a Beatle….?
Well, I suppose I could go to that other birthday that my finger accidentally clicked on……
Jude: Edward Cullen’s* got nothing on ME!
You are indeed very sparkly.
*From Twilight….. but you probably already knew that.
Jude’s really grown out of his awkward phase.
Yes…. I think he shall be quite nice. Not to mention, Sheldon told him where to go to buy his underwear!
And THAT is where we shall finish for today. I have a handy-dandy HEIR POLL!!!!!! (The Heir Poll is now closed.) for you to take. Because how else shall we decide between the girl with kaleidescope eyes* and the boy who carries the world upon his shoulder**.
Next time:
-See who shall become heir!
-The beginnings of generation THREE!!!
-Old biddies being amusing! (Wait who…? You’ll have to come back to find out!)
-and MORE Beatles-y goodness!
So don’t forget to vote! And thanks for coming!
*Lucy
**Jude
George: Help me if you can, I’m feeling down.
Why’s that George?
George: Because I only got one picture in this whole chapter.
None of the rest even got a picture at all.
George: I have an idea!
For what?
George: More screen time.
How are you going to do that?
George: I’m going to sing the rest of my song!
I look at you all/ See the love there that’s sleeping/ while my guitar gently weeps
I look at the floor/and I see it needs sweeping/ still my guitar gently weeps
I don’t know why/nobody told you/how to unfold your love
I don’t know how/someone controlled you/they bought and sold you
I look at the world/and I notice it’s turning/ while my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake/we must surely be learning/ still my guitar gently weeps
I don’t know how/you were diverted/ you were perverted too
I don’t know how/you were inverted/no one alerted you
I look from the wings/at the play you are staging/ while my guitar gently weeps
As I’m sitting here/ doing nothing but aging/ still my guitar gently weeps
(The original Harrison version)
As ever, we hope you have enjoyed the show!
