Welcome back, folks, to my TS2 BACC challenge. At the time I started this post, I was still freakin’ sick and it turned NaNoWriMo into a total dud, but two months later I have doctors searching for answers for once in my life, so why not update this blog to distract myself from the prep I need to start tomorrow?

Last time, we followed a lot of (formerly) single ladies within the community, and then stopped by the Ramaswani’s place. Lots of drama happening throughout the city — has it continued? Let’s find out!

So we start out with Ivy practicing her dart skills. Perhaps she knows about Euro?

Not that Abraham notices, though mainly because I want a neutral mage and apparently it’s super easy to end up good or evil.

And with that situation fixed, off he goes to the gym to be harassed by Komei!

“Komei very disappointed in gym! Komei expected scantily-clad women, but there are only strong-chinned men! Komei will not give you a star!”

Turns out no one is happy today.

“I am enraged that you don’t have toilets!”
“But we do–“
“NONE!”

But rather than fix any of the problems, Abraham just hops in the hot tub to talk about… Manly pursuits.

“Did you see that chick flick, Goopy or his clone?”

“There was so much chick make out in it! You have to see it!”

Sheesh, no one can get along today.

“Orlando, you are taking way too long! Just because you’re an adult now…”
“Shut up Sophie!”

Er, can I help you?

“KOMEI LOOKED AT ME!”

Toast taught me well — use your guests as free labour, and they’ll be happy!

Ugh, you aren’t out here “comforting” Allyn, are you?

“Not with Amanda creeping, no.”

“So as you can see, Allyn, we are a top-notch gym, and we wouldn’t want a creeper to ruin your time here.”

Uh-huh.

“Oh Abe, shove your arm through my kidneys!”

The trash can is like two inches away, Abraham, you could have put it away before making out.

Back at home, poor Jeffrey, old and alone. Let’s fix that!

“Oh Neil, don’t you find me and my badass pickup truck far, far sexier than Amanda?”

I really need to get other restaurants for my Sims to go to.

Not that anyone seemed to mind.

“Oh Neil, let’s make out here. The baked goods are nearly empty anyway!”

Well this is a boring-ass transition photo. Samuel is a 7/3/9/7/4. I’ve seen worse personalities.

I, uh, think you guys might be a little codependent there. That or Jeffrey is actually a serial killer and is wearing Neil’s skin.

“Do I have to look for stars?”

Yes. Alien genes for the win.

“And now I have to teach the toddler to walk?!”

You ignored him his entire infancy. It’s the least you can do.

Uh, apparently it took all night.

“Finally! I won’t need to carry you anywhere!”

“McBricksie, why can’t I find peace?”

Maybe it’s your gay brother sleeping in the same bed as your wife?

“Must siwence McBwiksie!”

Er, is your mother naked over there? Or is that Neil?

“That why I must siwence Bwiksie.”

“I don’t need McBricksie! I can create my own friends!”

Okay but your new friend has literally run into the bathroom to hide from you.

“This warlock suuuuuucks!”

Rover, honey, that might not be the best friend to make. The werewolves can be kind of rude.

I’m getting a tortured artist vibe from these photos.

I’m not sure what the doo-dad was supposed to be as it’s been too long, but apparently she didn’t get to enjoy it. Oops.

And apparently I left her there all night. Oops.

“Augh, my hand is broken! AUGH MY ANKLE!”

“AUGH THE TREE!”

Try not to fall off of that cliff, Abraham.

Yeah, sorry, we’re back to the gym in my never-ending determination to get Athletic unlocked. Dance spheres, all kinds of equipment, whatever we can stuff in here to get to that $250K.

Too bad Abraham still doesn’t know how to use the trash.

Uh oh. A quiet night at home with the meanest alien in the neighborhood and the floozy taking everyone’s husbands.

“Hmmm, I don’t know, Jeff, this doesn’t seem like facial cream…”
“Trust me, brother. It’ll make your skin perfect.”

“So, Rover, how about we ditch these people and — oh, Ivy.”

“Good, she’s gone now. Let’s do this!”

Nice of everyone to utterly ignore the dog dying.

“Yes, um, my wife is making me hold a birthday party for my son…”
“Invite my friends!”
“Uh huh, and I need to invite her friends too…”

Apparently we invited a possessed corpse instead. Benjamin looks unimpressed.

“Ugh, not another weird party.”

Oh.

“Euro! Andy! You bastards!”

“I can’t believe you cheated on me, a married man, with another married man!”

Poor Maxima. He wasn’t ready for this.

“I can’t believe he got mad at me for that, Andy! Why I– is there a disembodied head peering out of a corpse?”

I just laughed way too hard at this photo.

“Can you believe Euro, man?”
“Just ignore my family, Samuel…”

I like how we only have one lone noisemaker here. The others apparently just didn’t want to.

“Oh great, the disembodied corpse is back.”

I can’t blame everyone for finding the disembodied lady more interesting than the longest candle-blowing sequence ever.

“AUGH MY SPINE!”

“No fair, where is everyone going?”

You did take five hours, kid.

Apparently, he was so thrilled about his party, he skipped it.

Probably for the best. Things were getting a little out-of-hand.

“Wait, you have a wife? How dare you!”

*porno music*

“I can’t believe it! You cheated on me, a married man, with two married men?!”

Tonight, on As the Baguet Turns! Andy discovers that his green side piece was fucking all of his brothers!

“Oooh, I liked that! I might have to incorporate that in my next tumble with a married man!”

Um.

This looks problematic. And like an ER case.

“If I just hug Mr. Snuggles, all of the weirdos will go away…”

Or we’ll turn them into a stew. Either way.

Look, Jeffrey, I want this gym finished in the next century.

“Yeah, yeah, giving you magic money now.”

Why do all of my kids roll the want to jump rope? I mean it’s easy to do but sheesh.

“Huzzah, I am freeee!”

“Look man, I’m secretly lonely as fuck, and I lost my only true friend. Can you help me out?”

“No not the dart board!”

Rover! I love Great Danes, and we never got to breed him, so he’s back.

“Um, do you mind not aiming at me, Abe?”

“I was just cleaning you, man!”
“I know how to use the bathroom, thank you.”

“Chloe? Finally, a person who isn’t a creepy adult!”

Could that be why everyone is getting +5K?

Of course not. Now if only Samuel didn’t look like a butcher here.

Meet Quill. She has survived so far.

Er, Chloe?

“Hi, I’m here to take away my child who isn’t my child.”
“Missy, I don’t want to go back to the woodland gangs! It’s more fun here!”

“Ho ho, top o’ the mornin’ do ya, dear!”
“Ooooh, a fine one it is, Mr. Mage!”
“Mom! Dad! You’re embarrassing me!”

Meanwhile, we set up a massage table. Not sure why Euro thought it’d be smart to accept.

“Now to make sure this oil is extra hot…”

Unfortunately at the time I took these I didn’t have a mod to allow me to assign a masseuse, so you won’t see much of this for a while.

Why did I combine a Titanic style staircase with that concrete floor? Ugh.

“Gosh, Abe, you do such a great job with your gym! I violated the privacy screen just to tell you!”

“Lady, stop spying on my family! Just because yours is too boring!”
“Sir, do you know my family?”

“Hmph. I’ll show him sane. Live circuit, away!”

“Do I hear Mommy screaming? Oh well, gotta get this seed out of my teeth.”

“And now to continue the drawings of my enemies! Yay!”

“Hey! So I know I’m married to the most terrifying man in Hilldales, but wanna come over?”

Yep, the affairs continue, even in the Cable house.

Huh, don’t usually see the hearts come out of that anatomy.

“Suzi, wait. Who is that mystery human?”
“Just a loser. Forget him.”

And late at night Plasmosis returns home to marital bliss. Cough.

Where was he? Evilly scoping out his own store, of course.

“Ah, +5K for Marisa buying something!”

“Plasmosis, cashiering is haaaaard!”

Okay, who is this lady? Does she just feel up all business owners?

Kid I know for a fact you have your own bed.

Lindsay, honey, could you go help the guests, they appear to be thrown off by the dog.

That’s right, time for another birthday party, but this one has even worse photos!

So bad that you can’t even tell that Quentin grew up unless you squint. And I see creepy business lady continues to be touchy-feely.

“Ah, Sandy, nice to meet a lady who isn’t touching everyone!”
“Uh, sure.”

“Why am I potty-training my sister on my birthday?”

You’re probably the only trust-worthy one.

“Man, why you gotta mourn right there? I can’t see Scout!”

Dude, you only cry over the animals.

“Animals are better than people!”

Fair enough.

I, uh, guess I didn’t like what I picked? Moving on.

“So after sticking my head in there, I realized chili was the food of the gods.”

Ah, he got the Don Uglacy Aspiration. (Credit to Candi, of course!)

“Grr, back off, this is my shitty garden produce!”

Ah, good, another birthday party with incorrect priorities.

“Hooray Plasmosis!”
“You rule Plasmosis!”
“Benjamin, you fox!”

Okay are my kids cursed to grow up in this outfit every time? Sheesh.

“Look, Josie, I know I just grew up, and we’re barely teens, but I’d like to propose to you upon first sight.”

Don’t you want cake?

“Nah, not especially. The adults crowding around are weirding me out a bit, though.”

“AAAUGH WAIT SINCE WHEN WAS I PREGNANT!”

There is no way this is legal in any part of the world.

“Mom! You just stole the glory form my birthday!”
“Well sorreeee that the baby doesn’t care about our schedules!”

(Yes, that tree is still permanently on fire)

Meet Cole.

There’s a reason he doesn’t have a single alien trait.

Er, Plasmosis, are you immolating Benjamin?

“Might as well. Heard he’s causing trouble.”

“Oh my gosh, I have a baby brother!”

Yeah, you see where that pacifier is. Though Lindsay doesn’t seem thrilled.

“I told him to pull out!”

TMI, Lindsay.

The dogs, of course, have bigger concerns, like bones the size of themselves.

“Um, hello, a ghost is trying to kill me!”

You get used to it, kid.

Could be worse. Could be Tamara managing to traumatize Kennedy Cox.

“Sorry, you two don’t look similar enough, no stars.”

“But you, Tamara, you are doing great! Please keep traumatizing the customers.”

“Rotten chips! +5K!”

“Sleeping in someone else’s bed, +5K!”

“Getting the racing bed, +5K!”

Yeah, you knew that’s what it really was. Meet Jake.

Er, Jake apparently grew up in one second.

“Look, baby, all of these birthdays and deaths and animals are cramping my style. And I need a distraction from my parents.”

I think we all do, at this point.

Why did I combine a green-blue with forest green? What is wrong with me?

“So, um, I kind of think you’re gorgeous, and I’m green…”

Apparently that awkward line worked out!

Uh, really worked out.

Really worked out.

I sure hope you’re friends after contorting in the tub.

Of course, Plasmosis is being helpful.

“Churp, churp, look out lemons, I’m a bird coming to eat you!”

“You’re a bird, eh, Plasmosis? Well cats eat birds!”
“AUGH I JUST WANT TO COMMUNE WITH NATURE.”

“Oh, good, they’re too busy teen-boinking to notice this.”

Priorities.

“Well done, son, why with seduction like that, you can be the boss pimp in no time!”

“Dad, you could’ve waited until our date was done.”

“May I recommend a wrench and screwdriver next time? A little metal kink and–“
“DAD!”

But no, it’s innocent conversations about birds that ruin his day.

Um, Plasmosis.

“The dog did it!”
“Grrr, is he really trying to blame for this shit, how am I get plusses from this?!”\

Well at least Lindsay is willing to interact with Emily, if only for the bare necessities.

Man those bunny toys are creepy when they sink into the floor, aren’t they?

“Grumble, I just wanna go on dates, why do I have to clean you.”

Cole has the rather stunning personality of 6/7/8/7/7. Ho boy. 

And we end this family with me being a jerk, as usual.

“Try watering your plants this way, HA!”

Ah, but back to the Centowski’s, where as usual, the youngest is the only one who cares about the pets.

The elders are a bit busy trying to die, after all.

“A little WooHoo would warm me up!”

“Why those whippersnappers!”

Andy, please, get in the house.

“Mom, mom, pay attention to me!”
“How about I pelt you with snow?”
“All right!”

Loser.

“Shut up!”

Er, what did you guys do to that window? Set a fire?

Yep, it’s back to the restaurant, providing jobs to gang members and foreign nationals taking the longest flights to work ever!

Apparently, going to work at the home business is not acceptable?

“How dare you try to be an entrepreneur! Not until you can cook as well as Dad, missy!”

Man, Benny must really smell if he’s even disgusting the social bunny.

“It’s the social bunny who smells! Why are they blaming me?!”

“I don’t want your smelly-suit-cooties, now back off!”

You have six nice points, kid, why are you being such a jerk?

“Waaaaah, why must they bring up my suit?! There’s no laundry in this gaaaame!”

“Hmmm, no, that stain is set. You’d best just buy a new suit.”
“Where? We don’t have a clothing store in these woods!”

Look, the family who is supposed to help with that is sluggish, okay?!

Okay but why are my sims such dorks.

“AHOY BUSSY!”

“It was so nice when your parents bit it and gave us money, wasn’t it?”

Classy, Christy.

“Dammit, Benny, get back here!”
“I’m telling you idiots, it was that bunny!”

“Look, honey, it’s been a rough day for everyone. Let’s have a night out to forget it.”

“Get away from that inheritance-stealing woman!”
“AAAAAAA– whoa, mom, that looks cozy.”
“Well even ghosts get cold.”

“Hey so we’re such distant relatives that I don’t recognize you as such, Kathren. Wanna go out?”

“Look, I was hoping I could actually kiss you, not just air kiss you while holding our fists out.”

“But I don’t wanna continue the date! I’m already tired!”

Too bad, so sad.

Rosemary has absolutely no luck whatsoever.

Please don’t die. The customers are hungry.

“Oh my god, what are you doing to my sister? You’re going to kill her aren’t you?”

Of course not. Her plumbob is already looking better!

“It’s red!”

Eh, more orange-red.

“So anyway, Tylo, It’s a shame you are merely a statue, for drinks and holding hands are out of this world.”

“So, um, any games you wanna play?”
“Not while Rio is crushing your legs.”

Meanwhile, Josephine proves to be the industrious child, plugging away at Creativity points instead of going on dates or beating up the social bunny.

Or being distracted by Dad. At least she isn’t beating him up, I guess.

“Okay, okay, I made a friend, can I sleep now?!”

No, you need to grow up before you lose that plumbob, missy.

“Ew, Rosemary, please, you know I hate confetti!”
“Say, is our daughter growing up in here?”

“Um, Noah, helloooooo, did you have to steal my glory?!”

“God, this family sucks!”

“Seriously, coloured hair? I’m going to break my own neck just to glare at you.”

Just in case you forgot, because I Know I did, Rosemary is an 8/9/2/10/6. So god knows why she’s such a drama queen.

“It’s the outgoing points. I can’t help it.”

“Why hello there! Your family, like every family in these woods, has been chosen to receive these one of these lamps that I bulk-bought on Amazon– I mean, this rare and amazing gift that promises untold fortunes!”

“Notice something different about me, Andy?”
“Not while I’m on the can, I don’t.”

For fuck’s sake, Rosemary, are you worth anything besides Reaper fodder?

Er, Noah? Nalim?

“Don’t ask, okay, just call an ambulance!”

“Ugh, I can’t believe my teen job won’t hire me back. I guess I’ll just have to be an architect while studying with Dad.”

Yep, she’s the heir to the fortune.

And what a fortune it is!

“Yahoo, hooray, I’m so fulfilled.”

“Look, missy, I need you to get some experience. Restaurants require a lot of juggling.”
“With soccer balls?!”
“Well it feels that way sometimes.”

This picture provided without context, because I actually have no clue what the context is.

“Ugh, do I really have to talk to this guy. All of this standing is tiring.”

Well someone has to help get Andy unstuck from the oven.

“Should we get the humans, Benny?”
“No, this is too entertaining.”

Uh, that and apparently Grim was waiting in the yard.

Er, Andy?

“Now hold on, why is this guy sobbing over my butt?!”

“Waaaah! No one will ever get to use this tail!”

Andy, honey, now is not the time.

Okay wait, now Rio is checking it out?

“Um, son, I’m over here dying, son?”

“AUGH Rio no noses up the crotch!”

Way to care, Benny!

“Feed the fish, +5000!”
“Practice cooking, +5000!”

“Pass out asleep minutes after the dog dies, +5000!”

Meet Bailey. As usual, the youngest is the only one who cares.

“Ah good, a replacement family member!”

“Huff, musn’t look like Dad! Uh, Mom, aren’t you supposed to spin on that thing?”
“It’s more fun to watch you work out upside down.”

And now for the Baguets, as Andrew continues to date his way through the gangs.

“Oh baby, it’s so much fun to dance in the employee section of the restaurant!”

Really, woman?

And thus she got nothing at all, because this is a bloody restaurant, not a convenience store.

Meanwhile, at home, spines were being contorted.

“AUGH HONEY DON’T DO THAT!”

“Really, mom?”
“Don’t look at me, I’m not the alien.”

We stop by the pottery store for a quick bit, which as you can see clearly has no customer problems whatsoever.

“Whatever, at least it gets me away from the gangs for a few  hours!”

The photos are a bit wonky I guess, but yeah, here’s Kathren, She’s a 1/1/10/7/10 Pleasure Sim with concave cheeks.

No dates for her, though! Get thee to the pottery wheel!

After all, Andrew evidently drank a bit too much with Marylena.

“Urp, how do chairs work?”

“Haha! Easy as pie!”

And here’s her sister, a 7/10/4/0/8. She actually has alien eyes but I guess I didn’t have the fix or whatever in when this photo was taken.

“I’m such a rockstar. Good with people, good at pottery, good at school…”

F on humility though.

“Dammit, wolf, she did so deserve that reward!”

“So anyway, honey, the train is heading for the station, if you catch my drift.”

“Keep talking about this in front of the kid and that train’s going to enter some rough turns.”
“What do you mean, mommy?”
“Nothing, honey, eat your salmon.”

You could eat with the family, you know.

“But why would I, when it’s way more interesting out here?”

A llama suit and a ghost, true.

“Say hello to grandma, dearest!”
“AUUGH HELLO GRANDMA!”

“You had me out here all night! Can’t I go to bed?”

Not with the bus here and your homework undone, missy.

No more llama suit, eh?

“Nope. Still a llama car, though.”

Well then you best fix the– DID YOU GUYS CHAIN A KID TO THE BATHROOM WALL?!

“Help… Me…”

“Cleo, I’m trying to serve dinner, do you mind?”

Meet Giny and Greg.

Ah, Sims 2 sims, regularly unable to fully close their eyes.

“I’m watching you simmmeeeerrrrr.”

“Who’s the cutest wittle puppy? Is it you? Is it?”

Yep, the youngest child pet bond strikes again.

“Andrew, since when do you care about your nieces?”
“Since I need to be out here anyway.”

“Candi, let me meld my face into yours and break my wrist in your arm!”

Gee, sorry I’m trying to let you guys celebrate the holidays. How thoughtless of me.

“Oh no. She isn’t.”

Oh, but I am!

Dear lord, I have a family of Grinches.

Wait a minute, you’re not Santa!

“Sandi, close enough! Time to seduce a married alien!”

Kaylene, I think Sandi is about too go after your husband…

“Well yeah, why do you think I’m getting buff?”

“So um, if Andrew can have a friend over for Christmas, why can’t I?”

“Yeah sorry, apparently the answer is ‘because you can find your own Christmas.’ Parents are such dorks.”

Speaking of dorks…

“Oh I should not have had those lentils!

“Hooray, a light fixture as big as me, hooray!”

“You see Santa? I’ve got guns.”
“Oh ho ho, Santa likes his gift THIS year!”

“Um, excuse me, I am having absolutely no fun!”

What? But Santa is here!

“Yeah, ignoring me!”

“Ho ho ho! I know what I want to do with that athletic minx I saw earlier!”

Candi and I get real winners as Santas, don’t we.

Augh, Santa, please, the toilet can’t take it!

“HO HOOOOOO–“

When even the puppies hate Santa, you know it’s gone wrong.

“Oh my god, the things I’ve seen in this house. Like the walls being down!”

“Trying to avoid him too, huh? It doesn’t work.”
“Ho ho, I know when you’re awake!”
“Oh shut up, unless you know anything about trig.”

Er, wait, is Cleo dragging him somewhere.

“Um, Santa, personal space, again unless you can help with trig.”

“MERRY CHRISTMAS, ANDREW!”
“AAAAAUUUUGH!”

Um, guys.

Guys I think Cleo exorcising Santa had some downsides!

“Oh hi Kaylene!”
“What the hell, Andrew, help out!”

“OH MY GOD THE TREE IS ON FIRE!”
“THAT IS NOT HELPING, ANDREW!”

“So um, Santa left this DVD. Should we watch it?”
“I’ve read Ring, Iris, we need to burn this DVD, and I mean in the flambe way.”

And with that done…

Time for a Pleasure Sim’s favourite activity.

“Uh, Noah, are you sure this is a good idea.”
“Totally. Why else would your parents own this thing?”

Er, did she find a secret grave or something?

“All right, Scrooge’s secret burial mound!”

And being Sims, they’re into that kind of thing.

“Gosh, Kathren, I’ve been on this date barely an hour and I already love you!”
“Um, sure, great.”

This definitely looks like she drugged or killed him and is trying to hide his body in the tub. Welcome to the darkness that is my mind!

“Psst, Kaylene, did you hear about Dad?”

“He totally saw roaches once. How crazy is that?!”

Not as crazy as Noah’s hypermobility syndrome.

“Check it out, Kathren, I can make one arm longer than the other!”

“Look, whatever, just be naughty with me!”

“Um, Cleo, we’re trying to have a moment.”

I think these hilarious photos are courtesy of this mod, but technically it only allows kids and pets to share beds, so I have no idea how it’s working for adults too. Either way, hilarious.

“Stupid dog ruining our fun, stupid Santa being Satan in disguise, gonna bite off his head…”

“Look, Mom, can’t you help me with my homework, trig is killing me.”

“No Mom, I Mean it, I need the help–“
“Oh hi Andrew! Nice day today isn’t it?”
“It’s zero degrees.”
“It’s nice!”

“A statue. You’re looking for a statue.”

“There is literally one RIGHT behind you, Rosemary.”
“You mean over the–“
“BEHIND YOU.”

“Grumble mumble, can’t pass trig because Mom wants me to learn the business, grumble grumble.”

Um, there might be bigger problems than your trig lessons, hon.

“You dare hit me, Randy?! The meanest, toughest alien in the land?!”

“How about I snap your neck like a twig, you fool!”

“How about you get some body points first.”

Oh, good, they moved it indoors.

“OH MY GOD, look at that fight!”
“What fight? All I see is dust!”
“Oh my god, Plasmosis, I can’t look!”

“So anyway, I think that tunic is lovely on you.”
“Oh, um, thanks, I think. Do you hear shouting from the show room?”

“Take that, you foolish human. Get out of my sight.”
“Whoa, encore!”

You really do need to get out more, Ramsay.

“We are not friends, Plasmosis, and furthermore I do not like this store!”

Hey, how is this our fault?!

I, uh, am not sure what’s going on in their third fight.

“How about I shove your head through my sternum?!”

Or why they came back in.

“So um, do you have anything super cheap, because I will need to spend all of my money at the hospital.”

“Look Uncle, you’ve spent the last several hours fighting with the customers, only to come in and tell me you can’t buy anything? Go back to your Castle of FUN!”

“Stupid Uncle, stupid other distant Uncle, stupid shop, stupid stupid stupid!”

“Oh my god, you accepted the sales, WAAAAAAH”
“Um, miss, are you okay.”

“Whoa, Lindsay. Plasmosis was already beating up Randy.”
“Well he’s not here right now! Kiss me, Abe!”

“So I’m thinking, basketball.”
“Basketball…?”
“You know… Basketball. Because the writer can’t think of anything else.”

Shut up, Marylena!

“Hey, ghost grandma or whatever! Don’t tell them I’m here!”

“For I have a gift that’s HUUUUUGE!”

Really? You brought the champagne over in a bag that could fit you?

Oh hey, the pups survived to adulthood. Giny is the top one, and Greg is the second.

And of course, back to the only restaurant in town for another date.

“Why yes, I’d be happy to bring you food and some visible water glasses!”

“Oh, oh god.”
“What’s wrong honey?”
“N-Nothing!”

“Man good thing I carry this sponge with me at all times.”

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And that’s all from this BACC for now, as these guys had a lot of pictures. We still have two or three more families to go, and then we’re going to be on the current rotation! Incredible, right? See you then for the third part of Chapter XI!