Chapter 4.2 Silly People Run Around

March 9, 2010

Chapter 4.2 Silly People Run Around

Filed under: Uncategorized — chalcedonyrose @ 9:33 pm

Playlist is here. Open it in another window and come back for some beatles-y goodness!

Why hello there, Ringo? Whatcha smilin’ about?

Ringo: I’m just ‘appy to be back, mate.

Me too, Ringo, me too.

Ringo: So then there will be more Beatles?

There will indeed. My deepest apologies. I got out of the writing habit. But I shall do my best to get back IN the habit.

Ringo: Good. Where were we then, luv?

Somewhere with a bunch of silly people running around like loons as I recall…

And it really doesn’t matter if I’m wrong/
I’m right where I belong/
I’m right where I belong/
Silly people run around/
they worry me and never ask me/
why they don’t get past my door

I believe we were here. With the ambiguously patterned crib and a baby on the way. Is is a boy….? Is it a girl….? You’ve waited months, through glitches causing the disappearance of the Beatles and Riverview, through slow play, through wind, snow, and slush….

Well the wind, snow, and slush might have just been me…

All to find out the answer to this one question.

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNG!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNNNG!!!!!!!!

Ahem. Jude dear, did you not watch the silence your cellphones commercial at the beginning of the performance?

Jude: ..commercial?……. But it’s Octavio!

Calling to tell you and the world the gender of the new baby??? Then by all means, go right ahead!

Jude: Ehhhhhhhhhhhhh, ‘Tavi! How’s it going? Did you catch the end of the game?

JUDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jude: Oops!

Never trust a man to get you the information you need. HONESTLY.

Octavio: I am so very excitiblated.

Excitiblated, you say? Is it excited? Is it elated? Is it both? Does anyone but me care? No?

Why are you excitiblated, Octavio?

Octavio: Because mi bambino is peeeeeeeeeerfecto.

For those in the know of italian word endings, you have now determined the baby is……….

A Boy!!

Meet Maxwell MC Beatle. A good, virtuoso, whose favorites I have lost the stats of in the months of delay.

Sadie: I don’t know if I’m ready to be a mother…. And I’m pretty certain ‘Tavi isn’t ready to be a father! He tried to sell him on the black market in exchange for hair gel made from real panther parts!!!!!! Officer PC Thirty One said “We’ve caught a dirty one.” Maxwell stands alone.

Yes, I would say that is just cause to be concerned, Sadie.

Tavi: If a man does not have hees hair what does he have??

Now, dear readers, this was the point when things started to go astray in my legacy. For example, I uncovered the most SHOCKING piece of news ever, which I was reluctant to share with you, but I feel this information must come to light.

Octavio is, in fact, bald. And apparently wears a hair piece!!!

Tavi: Nooooooooooooooo, it is zee glitchies!!! My schmextuous locks!

*pat pat* There, there ‘Tavi. We’ll make it all okay.

So while I was giving Octavio back his schmectacular hair*, someone apparently redecorated the house in a new scheme of gray on gray. I’m not especially wild about it….

*Well, a version of it anyway. It seems the Edward Cullen hair I had got lost somewhere along the way in GlitchGate 2010. I’ll keep my eye out for a fancy new substitute though.

So with Octvaio’s hair restored to it’s quaffed glory, Sadie found herself in the mood for some magic.

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on is such a joy, come on is such a
joy/
Come on and take it easy, come on and take it easy, take it easy, take it easy/
Everybody’s got something to hide, except for me and my monkey/
Hah, the deeper you go, the higher you fly, the higher you fly, the deeper you
go

I usually try to make a thinly veiled sexual euphemism at this point… but I think those lyrics speaks for themselves. Yup.

Octavio: Zees does not please me verily mucho.

What Octavio? Something wrong?

Octavio: Mi bella, she is loving another more than me!

Really? I don’t really think Sadie’s the cheating kind!

Ugh. Men. Always frustrated when a woman show affection towards HER BABY!!! Get over it, ‘Tavi.

Octavio: But zee panties. Zey call to me.

*head desk* I knew I should have considered more carefully before allowing a questionably European man and his undeniably european and/or latin libido into my legacy family!

Sadie: Mrrrfmmmmmff…. I’m so sad about mother’s death…………sllllllrrrrrrrrmffff…. mmm is that new chapstick I taste, ‘Tavi? Pommegranate is a very advanced choice.

See what I mean??? Making out all over my kitchen. AND Sadie has most definitely inherited Annie’s hidden exhibitionist trait. I am ON to you Eaxis. If there is a nevernude trait, then CLEARLY there must be it’s opposite!

Sadie: Hmmm……… something is missing from this chapter so far. But what is it?

Sadie: Drugs?? No…. there’s not usually drugs. This legacy is PG-13ish!

Sadie: Perhaps violence….? Maybe someone needs a good bruising….? No. That’s not it.

Sadie: Hmmmmmmmmm……………. Hey! Where’d ‘Tavi go?

Why hellooooooooooooo, Octavio!

Octavio: I should feel violated. But… teeheee I kind of like it.

And that’s why we like YOU, Octavio.

Although perhaps maybe don’t leave a hanging cloud of green toxic vapor in the bathroom next time…..

(I actually suspect it’s a nuclear cloud of cologne. ‘Tavi is totally the type who would wear waaaaaaaaaaaaaayy too much.)

‘Tavi (from afar): DO NOT!

We interrupt your regular legacy programming to bring you this Non News Bulletin:

Maids are stupid.

No, really.

Now, I can see maybe sneaking some snacks if the family isn’t home. That might potentially be intelligent. However, choosing to steal CANNED SOUP during the infants BIRTHDAY PARTY does not an intelligent sim make. And as such, dear lady maid, you are excluded from ever being a spouse in this family. Plus you’re be an old bag by the time Max makes it to adulthood.

Sadie, trying to do her best GAP swimsuit model impression while being both preggers AND holding an infant….. doing a pretty good job actually.

Octavio is appropriately excited.

Octavio: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! No more of zee poopandcry poopandcry poopandcry.

No toddlers do that too.

*Octavio freezes into a pose of sheer horror*

Behold my todder capture skillz in AWE!!!!

Oh man. Strong in this one, the flirt is.

Jude, whom I’ve neglected to mention throughout this chapter, was out busking at the hospital in a very oddly clashing ensemble of pink pants and a green scrub top. Really Eaxis? Really?

Jasmine: **wonders** Why is my uncle playing guitar outside the hospitol….?

No one knows, Jas. I think he’s finally gone batty.

Jude has also spent some time working on the portraits of his progeny.

And being he is a doctor, I had him chat up Sadie involving my MASTERPLAN OF AWESOME!

Jude: So, daughter, I sense you’ve been doing some activities in the bedroom?

Sadie: But I thought I was so stealthy about it!

No… walking around in your underoos all the time and perpetually sucking face with your husband is a smidgeon of a giveaway Sades.

Sadie: Oh.

Jude: I predict the baby shall be a son!!!

Sadie: But I already have one of those….

Sadie: **discretely chomps on some watermelons** That’lmmf slrpyshow himsssssssssslk. I’m having a sssssssssssssslllllllllrdaughter!

Just some proof that her eggo is indeed preggo.

So, being she had another little one on the way, Sadie took to being a good mom and taught little Max to walk.

And then taught him about good oral hygeine.

And how to talk as well.

Sadie: Say seaaaaaaaaaaaa bass.

Maxwell: See a**.

YIKES!!!!!

And thus mastering the ways of the mother, Sadie felt she could peacefully bring a new life into the world.

Sadie: I want an epidural noooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!

I like to call this image: Men trying to look nonchalant while secretly being entirely freaked out about the impending birth of their next child.

Although Delbert back there isn’t having a kid. Maybe he’s just offering some great uncle support….?

Never underestimate the willpower of a pregnant woman in pain.

And a lot of it too. Now, I should mention that neither of these cribs belongs to Maxwell.

But rather they belong to the NEW TWINS!!! BOTH GENDERS!!! BECAUSE MY SKILLZ ROXORZ! (But my leet speak does not…)

Anywho, meet

Daniel Boone Beatle

An absent minded virtuoso. Favorites are yet again lost, but I’ll look them up for you sometime in the future perhaps.

Now she and her man, who called himself Dan/

Were in the next room at the hoedown.

(I didn’t use the name Rocky because I was operating off a list of names from Beatles songs and I didn’t remember that Daniel came from the Rocky Racoon song. Therefore, his name is Daniel and there may be a Rocky later on down the line.)

And Julia Oceanchild Beatle.

Who is a friendly virtuoso.

Julia, Julia, oceanchild, calls me/
So I sing a song of love, Julia/
Julia, seashell eyes, windy smile, calls me/
So I sing a song of love, Julia.

So things went on as usual in the Beatle household. Jude played chess, trying to reach his ultimate life’s goal of being a chess champion or whatever it is.

Sadie snuggled some rugrats.

And Octavio secretly snuggled them too. He quite likes the twins, really. Not sure why he wasn’t a fan of Maxwell.

Then, one dark night, from out of the bushes it appeared.

It came closer.

And closer.

And…. AAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

And Jude beat her at chess, achieving his lifetime goal. His thoughts on his grand life’s work?

Jude: Eh. I think I want to go play my guitar.

Emo much, Jude?

Octavio: Zees ladee is not bella. She looks like she was hit in zee face with zee bar bell.

Meadow: I can HEAR you, you know.

Octavio: Yes, I know zees.

Octavio isn’t really much for tact…..

Oh no. Really? Again? You have three kids. And there were FIVE last time. Octavio REALLY can you just shut the libido off?!!???!

Sadie: Hey there baby.

Octavio: No mi bella. I am too tired for zees. My beauty it needs rest.

You call it your…..? nevermind.

Maid with a blow horn thingie? Why it must be birthdays!!

Twin birthdays, in fact!

First up, Daniel. Sporting some very anti-octavio hair and some cool icy blues.

And when I was about to take Julia’s picture, I was distracted by this obnoxious hole in the ceiling that won’t go away even though there IS roof above it. So if you see sky in my pictures, it’s not reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally my fault.

And a topless Julia. Great. Just what everyone wants in a daughter. She has Jude’s bluish purple eyes, although here they look kind of gold… and Octavio’s hair.

They got a makeover and I ramped up the cute factor for them a bit. Aren’t they adorrrrrrrrable??? I love boy-girl twins. Sort of rare. Takes effort to get them.

Why are my maids always creepers???

Seriously. He looks possessed. Or like a child molester. Or both. I don’t know if I’m ever going to allow any maids into this family tree. I will break my NPC tradition before I allow the creeper gene in.

Julia’s first words: Horsefly! Shoefly! Housefly! Elephant fly?*

*It’s from a disney song in Dumbo. It’s cute. Check it out.

Octavio looking bored and annoyed? Why it must be some kind of occasion!

Really, Octavio? You can’t muster up an ounce of joy for Max’s birthday?

Octavio: He stole my loves!!! She ees never in zee underwears anymore!!!!

This is true. Still, this is your first born son. Most men fall all over themselves with love for a first born son.

Octavio: I do not live in some kind of antiquated world where zee firstborn son inherits all zee family’s wealth. I believe in equality for all, especially among zee genders!

**jaw drops** Octavio… I… I… I didn’t know you knew such big words!!! Antiquated? Really???

Octavio: I was zee liberal studies major at University.

Another Jude clone picture. Made interesting by his half naked father and grandfather. The nudist tendency runs deep in this family….

Maxwell is made over to incorporate some Disney love. Oh and by the way, he inherited the Athletic trait. This has good schmexosity potential for him later…

Okay now I feel creepy for talking about that while he’s still just a kid…

Hey, Max, I said athletic, not artistic!

Max: Well, somebody is going to have to take over the family portrait painting when Grandpa kicks the bucket!

True. Although perhaps not kosher to talk about him kicking the bucket, as you say, when he’s still wandering around the house somewheres.

Sadie: Now mommy wants a hidden pyromaniac trait sweetie. That’s why she married a fireman. That and for the…. wands…

Daniel: Pyromaniac!!!

Kids these days… smarter and smarter every time…

Anywho, here’s a nice little capture of the family tree for those who are curious. Apparently Sadie’s been the most prolific so far…. but you never know. That new story progression mod I just added in ought to start makin the babies pop out left and right… hopefully….

Or be a total homewrecker!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY? Story Progression WHY??????

Oh… maybe it’s because they always engage in bitter name calling. Because Lucy is actually evil hellspawn. So now that I think of it, that’s actually pretty dead on….

And that, dear readers, is all she wrote.

No, not literally. There will be more, eventually.

For example: