Hello everyone, and welcome back to my TS2 BACC!  I downloaded a bunch of frankly wrong and depraved stuff for my TS2 game, so I want to catch up on posts here so I can add it all to Hilldales!  Because what’s life without depravity?

Last time we were here, we went through Month V in one post since I didn’t take a lot of pictures.  The first of generation three grew up into adults, ready to take charge, and my Sims took full advantage of the new restaurant that Orlando Centowski built for the town.  An electronics store, a restaurant, a club… We’re starting to turn into a real city!

But enough about that.  You want to see Andy, don’t you?

BAM!

Oh yeah.  Crooked nose, pointed cheekbones, and a mouth the size of Texas.  Poor Andy.  Literally nothing in his face below the brow is going right.

And his default outfit is great too, especially since he’s obese.  I send him out to the coffee shop to chat with the coffee girl, but while they had good conversations, there wasn’t any attraction.

Eventually, other people began to show up, and who was Andy smitten with but Christy Stratton!

“Oh Christy, I bet the buns on your head aren’t the only tight thing about you…”

“I don’t know, Andy, that was a pretty lame pick-up line.”

“Um, hello, I don’t know how to flirt!”

Yet she’s crushing you anyway!

“W-Why are you rubbing my beard?”

The love fest is going well, but Andy wants to pass out, so time for a quick espresso to keep him going!

And boom!  Attraction + ACR delivers a first kiss on a hot date!

A very hot date.

“Oh Andy, you made out with me!  Best friends!”

Meanwhile, back at home, some random-ass townie was upset that she couldn’t steal our car.

“Yes, hello?  I desperately want to get out of this place.  Blue cramps my style.”

“You know, I was kind of expecting a limo…”
“Listen kid, you want out, I know where you can go out.”

Meanwhile, inside…

“Oh yeah, mom, smustle like you mean it!”
“What in the world is my family doing?”

Surely you should be used to this by now, Orlando.

“Hell yeah, I am smoking.  That driver was right.”
“Um, bro, I’m trying to take a bath…”

So once again I was feeling delusional and brought Orlando to a cooking competition.  ON the plus side, he knows how to make lobster.

“Hell yeah, a winner!  Who’s the man, who’s the man?!”

And it upset Margaret there so much that she tied her arms up in knots.  Impressive!

Julia had better ways to up her aspirations.

Unlike Andy.

“Hey!  I got demoted!  Don’t I rock?!”

“No, sparklies!  Sparklies!  AAAAH GET THEM OFF!”

“Hell yeah, look at these guns!”
“Mom, did you clone us all or something?  He stole my hairstyle.”
“Don’t blame me, dear, blame your father.”

“Oh MY, Orlando!  You didn’t lose a thing when you became an elder!”
“No, Andy, don’t look–”
“Whoa now.  I didn’t want to be woken up for this.”

“Christy, don’t you just love this butt!”
“Oh, Andy, yes, I do!”

“Would you like to marry this butt?”
“Oh, yes!”

“I sense something, Julia.  I sense… ENGAGEMENT.”

Abraham, your default outfit is a bit too ridiculous.

Much better.

“Hell yeah, chair, I’m awesome!”
“Um, is my brother okay?  Should we call the shrink?”

Damn, Christy!  Where you’d get the TV out in the woods?!

Poor Lilly.  The humans pay no attention to her.

“Greetings, strange wolf.  You smell like garbage.  Wanna play?!”

“Oh boy, but you are a smoking alien.”
“Really?!  I’m on fire?!  WHERE’S YOUR SHOWER?!”

“Who’s a good dog, huh?”
“Who are you, strange human?!”

“Look, I hit the top of my teen career.  Can I have fun now?”

I guess.

“Oh yeah, I’m smoking.  The chicks will dig me.”

Rocking out in the kitchen while your older brother punches the fridge.  Fun times!

“So all I asked for is a bit of fun, is that so wrong?”
“Kid, you have to find fun.  I deal in more impressive gifts than that.”

“Hmph.  That was useless.”
“I told you it wouldn’t work.”

*pop!*

“Augh, Jeffrey!”
“Oh hell yeah, that’s what I’m talking about!”

“Bye, Jeffrey!  Thanks for helping free up room in the household!”
“Yeah, yeah, like I wanted to live in this randomly-paneled place anyway.”

Would you all shut up about the paneling?!  Jeez!  That’s it.  I’ll go to a house that appreciates me.

“Can you say ‘robot’?”
“Wobot.”

Mark is doing well with learning his skills.  Maxima and, surprisingly, Jacob continue to be on top of it.

“I love my kids!”

I know, and it’s a little off-putting.

“So, you don’t think the aliens zapped his brain, do you?”

Jeffrey presumably was in the Gamer career as a kid, since he popped into it once an adult.  So Maxima likes bringing him home.

“Look, maybe he just really likes his kids.  What’s wrong with that?”
“He’s a Fortune Sim.”
“Well maybe the aliens pay good child support.”

“Say, you’re one of Jacob’s kids, aren’t you?  You’re a little cutie.”

That hairstyle just doesn’t fit, though.

“I know I said she was cute, but in reality, she looks like a roach.  Ugh, babies!”

Well, roaches, aliens, or otherwise, Jacob continues to enjoy them.  Maybe a bit much, since he’s eating her hair.

“Look, you shit head, whom I bring over and what I do with them is my business!”
“Um, are you okay, Nery?  Your eyes look a bit… Bugged.”
“My business!”

“Listen, kid, booze is bad for you.”

Double birthday!  Hell yeah!

“AUGH, she mutated!  But Mark–”

“AAAAAUGH!”

Makeover time!  Euro is thrilled with her new do.  Certainly fits her face better than her toddler hair!

Mark looks pretty cute in his hair, but eh, I don’t know.

If I have custom hair, I should use it!

“Seriously?  I look like I belong in an emo band.”

“Hell yeah!  I may be old but I still got skillz!”
“How does this game work, Euro?”
“Um, try going to the left…”

“Now remember, homework is very important to your success.”

I swear, getting a werewolf is fucking impossible.

“Hello, mysterious dog with eyes like mine!”

Thankfully, getting Jacob platinum isn’t!

*pop!*

“Oh my god, daddy got saggy!”

“Remember how I said homework is important?!”
“Yeah, yeah, but dad magically grew old!”
“And you never will do that without homework!”

“Look, like I told your sister, homework–”

“Uncle Maxima is right, Mark.  Homework is very important to your future success.”

Why do I have so many photos of these kids doing homework?!

“Why did we get a tree, again?”

Because you idiots always roll the want come spring.

“Forget trees.  Let’s watch TV!”
“Um, if you insist, I guess.”

“Seriously, does no one  want to watch TV?  No one?”

Sorry, kid, they’d rather cheat death.

“Maxima?!   What are you doing?  Get inside!  Margaret, stop encouraging him!”

Hold up, you’re not Lilly!

“Indeed I’m not.  I’m Moody, the dog you adopted out of guilt because Lilly died and no one noticed at all, including you.”

Sadly, this is a true story.

“Gosh my brother is so silly.  Nature is fun!”

“Who’s a good wolf, huh, huh?!”

Dammit, you’ll let him rub your belly!  Bite him!

“Hell no, these belly rubs rock.”

“Gosh, what a great story.  Puts them to sleep every time!”

Hell yeah, another career unlocked!

Technically, seeing Jeffrey in Gaming up there was illegal, since only one slot was open.  And technically, he needs to continue to have the gaming stuff.  But fuck it, I’m lazy, so I’m adapting the rules so that once they reach the top of their career, it’s unlocked.  The exceptions are Science, Criminal, and Law Enforcement, since those unlock individual slots pretty easily.

At least other households notice when the pets die.

“Nooo, not the other Allegra!”

I’m not sure Owl and Muffin care as much as Jack, though.

“Hmmm, who is that guy with the robes?  He has the same coat as me.”
“Me too, but I can’t place him.  Allegra, who is that guy?”
“Beats me, but he’s got a toy I can’t resist…”

“Look, this castle is not fun at all!”

So while the pets contemplated Death (sorry for that pun), Nery was being lectured at the Castle of FUN!

Maybe a new hairstyle would work.  Except I’m pretty sure this one is supposed to have dyed ends, and it didn’t show up in-game.  Grrr.

Not everyone is upset by this, however.

“Oh, Nery, I don’t care what they say, your castle is fun for ME!”

So as a ticket business, the Castle of FUN! generates enough income for us to hire the big guns.

“Gosh, being a DJ?  It’s a Romance dream!”

“Look, I can’t believe you have dirty dishes!”
“Sir, we have a buffet.  Someone literally just finished eating.”
“And yet you didn’t clean it up?!”
“They just put their fork down!”
“That’s no excuse!”

So we hired a Bon Voyage townie, who I guess takes quite a flight to get to work.

“Hellloooooo, witch!”

“Oh Nery, you are smoking.”

Yep, see, the hair should be dyed!  Grrr!

“Um, kid, what are you doing?  Why are you feeling up the DJ booth?”

“Oh yeah, that’s right!  Feel each other up!”

“Goopy, I must say, I’m impressed.  You just won’t quit, even though I really want to let you have a break.”

We finally succeeded, though I’m not sure how well it went.

“Gosh, no wonder he felt this up!  So smooth!”

“I can’t believe you hired Goopy!  He’s the worst guy ever!”
“What, hey, that’s unfair!”

Just a bit, yeah.  Others seemed to like your DJing.

“It’s not the DJing, it’s the flirting!”

Look at it this way: at least he doesn’t spray you.

“Ahhhh, that happiness sure does smell good.”

After such a rough life with the twins, Jack deserves a little happiness.

Er, who are you?

“I’m Scout.  Presumably you adopted me after Allegra died and didn’t bother with a picture.”

“+5000 from walking our dead dog!”

I swear these pictures are in order.

“Ha!  The humans never let me do this when I was alive!”

“I don’t know what that dead dog is so upset about.  These humans gave me a matching bed!”

Er, Jack, what are you doing here?  Are you okay?  Should we call Margaret to bring you home?

“Bite me.”

“Grrr, human, I got stuck in the foundation!  You could at least act scared!”

“So I’m telling you, goldfish are awesome pets.  They don’t become vengeful ghosts when they die!”

“Say, Kaylene, you’re awfully cute…”
“Oh, Endo!”

See, I let my teens have a love life sometimes!

And now for a final picture.  Remember those pictures of my simself being angry, pounding her fists, whatever?

This is what she was so angry about.

She was, and still is, angry that we sold the toilet.

I kid you not.  This is what she complains about.  And it cracks me up to no end.

And this is where I’ll leave you!  Next time: Benjamin Baguet’s new home!  The original Baguet household!  Jeffrey Centowski’s new home!  And more BACC madness!  See you then!

Tschuess!