Hello, and welcome back to my TS2 BACC, Silence Serenity! In the future, I will most likely be grouping these posts by families, as clearly going by month, in roman numerals, has just gotten confusing as the town grows bigger and bigger. Maybe this challenge wasn’t made for blogging. Who knows.

Last time, we follows the families through… Well, a lot of infidelity, actually. Between Abraham and Euro, seems like everyone was making out with someone other than their spouse. Will the trend continue?

We join Ben Baguet’s house to find Jonathan caring not a bit that I made him cute. Seriously, none of my SIms seem to like this beanie, which is just rude.

Mary Ann looks innocent, but her main concern is money. Time to earn some, kid!

Meanwhile Jonathan has to fend for himself. Whatever, I’m sure he’s fine.

Ben is busy getting a piddly amount of aspiration points. Though he seems lost on how it works.

“Where’s the on button?”

His senility is not improving.

“Ben, dude. Isn’t this for your kids?”
“Buddy, I don’t want to get a drink license for the toy store. This is already here and I can spike it without fear!”
“Ben, you need help. Give me two.”

“Hi there! My new job is as a swamp gardener!”

“I hear you pissed yourself at a party.”
“Nonsense. I pissed myself at a parent-teacher conference. And they deserved it.”

“I just worry, honey. I heard him trying to sing a theme tune for his toy shop yesterday.”
“Terrific Toys, Terrific Toys, Terrific Toys to Terrorize Tots?”
“Oh good, it’s genetic.”

Well, insane or not, we need to get more toys sold. This is a BACC after all.

Too bad Ben isn’t over Euro.

“I hope she shows up so I can start a fight!”

Fortune Sim though she might be, Mary Ann is having trouble adjusting to the Hilldales public.

“Erk, no, don’t touch! I’m, uh, a vampire, that’s it! Hiss!”
“Ma’am, that’s just an overcrowded mouth, you need orthodontia.”

We’re working on a thin piece of land towards the top of Hilldales, and we just don’t have the staff to have a toy shop. That and Mary Ann sucks at her aspirations and can never use the Energizer, so she needs to shower and eat. Jerk.

Pizza lady Lauren is apparently less intimidating.

“Hmmm, weird frog hoppers? I feel like I’d rather get rid of my fringe.”

That… Is not how you win customers, Mary Ann.

I mean, it appears to be working on Goopy, but I Don’t consider that to be a good thing.

Either Benjamin has a cell phone, or his dementia is getting serious.

“Yes, I need a tennis racket! Why? Why do you care?! I just need one for my store! No I’m not sell– look, teens respond better to a bonk on the head!”

Um, Michelle? Why are you so worried?

“I played chess with him for too long! He’s cracked!”
“01001001 01110100 00100000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01100001 01101100 01101100 00100000 01110010 01100101 01110110 01100101 01100001 01101100 01100101 01100100 00100000 01110100 01101111 00100000 01101101 01100101 00101100 00100000 01101101 01101111 01110100 01101000 01100101 01110010 00101110 00100000 01001001 00100000 01100010 01100101 01101100 01101111 01101110 01100111 00100000 01110100 01101111 00100000 01110100 01101000 01100101 00100000 01100011 01101111 01110011 01101101 01101111 01110011 00101110.”
“See?!”

Nothing like a growth spurt into a bad haircut to fix that!

“Hey, Sophie, check out my magical shrinking wrists!”
“Dude, I’m just trying to sneak away from the gangs. Fuck off.”

Um, Mary Ann?!

“Don’t mind me, just invisibly on fire!”
“These are some good cookies.”

“Woohoo! It took a thinking cap, several all nighters, and breaking my son’s will, but I have mastered games! And got a measly one point.”

But it’s cute!

“I’m a teenager! I look like a dweeb!”

Buddy, your father owns a toy shop. You cannot escape the dweebdom.

And you especially cannot escape your piles of homework, so get cracking!

Look who made it to CEO! So close to the top!

Have I ever given further details on creepy coworker? So he shares the exact same name as one of my coworkers, who I used to report to. He then got demoted and I was given his job, and he reported to me for a while. I then stepped down and we were at the same level reporting to another person, but he was bitter that our new boss went to me instead of him when she had questions. He has since left the company, good riddance, but not when I first started this post.

So this Sim shares this guy’s exact name and we cannot interact with him in any way. Michelle needs to stop bringing him home.

Mary Ann’s part-time job continues to suck the life out of her, apparently. Or maybe it’s the whole “spontaneous combustion” thing earlier.

It’d help if they would go to bed instead of playing mahjong. I swear there are more fun things for them to do.

“Ice cream wrestling?”

Not with your daughter, you weirdo.

As it turns out, ice cream means cold fish as the pond melts.

But hark! Who became a business tycoon?!

Hint: It’s not Ben. Even the dog is judging him.

“Grrr, I could catch a fish better than this idiot.”

Apparently, becoming a Business Tycoon means you have to eat your own hand.

“Ugh, Dad, do I have to go back to the store?”
“Yes, dear, I need to search for pixies there.”

Oh good, the town tramp is interested in Mary Ann.

“Oh my gosh, my Dad got a reward!”

You have seen that a million times, Mary Ann.

Now that’s a horrified look from Mary Ann.

“Ben, darling! You have a child– here, a child here!”

Apparently, not an appreciated child.

“I can’t believe you brought your underaged child to this hotbed of seedy romance!”
“Sir, this is a children’s store…”

There are… Other problems afoot. Like Euro admiring some old ass as they gossip about Plasmosis’s latest fights with Randy.

“Look, I don’t know what your problem is. It was a friendly noogie!”
“Yeah, well, your dad as HR said to just keep away from you, which you are making very difficult.”

Oh jeez, maybe this really is a hotbed of romance. Euro is still hanging out, now Lindsay has arrived…

“Whatever, just gaining points for badges, nothing to see…”

We come home to a black mold invasion.

The hell.

“Hark, a kite made out of wood!”

And you’re holding a glowing clothespin…?

Yes, that’s just Alvin Futa and Jonathan Baguet doing some questionable butt-chest dancing, nothing to see there.

“Nope. Late for the Goths R Us meeting.”

“I look like someone punched me in the chin.”

Er, a little, yes.

Nothing like growing up to fix that! Fortune Sims can also get a bit upset if they don’t go to college, but apparently I was prepared.

Jonathan apparently skipped the birthday.

“It is sensible. Cheese with chutney is much better.”

“I better test this theory. Does any caterer in the woods provide cheese and chutney?”

I don’t know, but it appears your oldest sister has invented a new dance.

“It’s the chicken baby wiggle!”

“Oh, crap, where has that crazy lady brought me?”

Gina, welcome to your new home. They’re not too insane.

Gee, sorry we got a dog toy instead of investing in the stock market. How dare we.

Look, we apparently bought you a thousand dollar toy. You could at least use it.

Ah, good, the new dog, Kathren, and the creep who shares a coworker’s name. And we’re giving them all booze.

“Whatever. Drunk or not, I have to feed them!”

Jonathan LTW is to be a celebrity chef, and thanks to our family restaurant, he can pursue that goal!

Um, I don’t think you’re supposed to ask for payment at a party, Jonathan.

“Listen, I only expect a buck. Just for appreciation!”

“What an entrepreneur! I’m proud of him.”

So proud, she passed out in our bed. That isn’t your bed, and I’m not sure that tail is our pet?

Well, apparently it made our Popularity Sim happy.

“And now I watch my domain from the playground.”

Aren’t you supposed to be studying architecture?

“I am. We’re onto phallic structures.”

Oh.

Ah, I sure do hate when my fountain full of water gets set on fire by lightning.

“Maybe today is the day I can truly become a chef!”

Well either way, Mary Ann has finally advanced past swamp gardener and to construction.

And she’s beginning to trust customers. Not a good plan but hey, it helps with the stars.

Apparently toys are cheap enough that Sims are constantly flocking in. Our employee is happy to work as long as Mary Ann is not allowed to noogie her, and our evil resident enjoys getting anything she can pretend is for worshipping Cthulu.

Unfortunately, you can never make everyone happy.

But apparently that makes Mary Ann happy.

“Yes, sir, you identified that it takes a long time for my father, the master toy maker, to make the froggy spinner. Well done!”

Oh great, it really is the hotbed of romance!

“Just don’t look up, Mary Ann, just restock, ignoring the noises…”

“I told you I didn’t want to be touched, Mary!”
“I’m just encouraging you to go on break, sheesh!”

Uh oh. Scorned men fight, and Mary Ann is rocking out to it!

“My mascara is running after the Goths R Us meeting, lady, where is the octopus?”

“Miss, it’s literally right in front of you.”
“Oh, right here?”
“Closer.”

Sigh.

“Um, hello, I want to admire the towel and I can’t!”
“And neither can I!”
“Heh. Worked like a charm.”

“After getting removed from the bathroom by the fireman, I’d just like a rabbit.”

Euro, stop hovering near both of your boyfriends!

Sigh.

“Look, this place is filthy!”
“Heh, Euro, it’s because you are here.”
“No, I’m serious!”

Well, I think your family might be trapped at the store, but at least you’re home from work.

So why not make a cool new friend!

“Grrr, that hat looks tasty.”

“You know, I don’t think this is going to help me achieve my dreams of City Planner.”

Meh, it’ll help hand-eye coordination. Good enough.

And our budding chef comes home at the top of the Teen career and thinking about his sister. How precious…

Onto yet another Baguet house, where Maxima follows in his creator’s footsteps.

Mark is mostly greeting the flowers and dog.

“Aww, Moody! Did you get these for me?”

Not one to waste time, though, Mark quickly gets into the hot tub with good ol’ Sandy Bruty, who manages not to be the town tramp by only going after the single Pleasure guys.

“Hey, I have some standards.”

Maxima was busy reproducing.

“Yay, I won’t be alone!”

Plus 1000 for using the computer?

“Social media addiction!”

Fair enough.

Maxima, I love you, but I can’t imagine that broken Munchiebots are going to sell for a whole lot.

“Yes, please come by and pick up your brother. He is blocking the register and I have broken robots to sell.”

Well this explains why that second Servo hasn’t appeared in my game.

“You know you need a powerful friend to fight off the woodland gangs!”

And lo and behold, she did.

So she paid us back by distracting the customers.

“Woo, bubbles!”
“Ugh, bubbles. This childish nonsense.”

“I’m just saying, a broken Munchiebot would be perfect. You can tell your mother you are eating more while still having a shirt that points directly at your navel.”
“I guess that… Huh?”

But apparently, we were selling her the grass, while Jeremy gains stars for tickling Randy.

There are a lot of ways I could take that sentence.

Yeah, Maxima’s family is pretty boring. They spend most of their time going to work, sitting in the hot tub, or blowing bubbles.

Now as for this family… It appears the lack of privacy on a family vacation might be about to scar some minds.

“Eh, she’d have to learn about the birds and the bees eventually!”

Lowering hands, though? That’s an activity for the whole hotel to view!

Antoinette seems… Unfazed.

“Hark, an adventure awaits!”

Whatever they did after Lilac lowered her hands, apparently it required a chiropractor.

“Ma’am I will just snap your shoulder back to your spine…”

Poor dude’s not going to get as lucky as he clearly thinks he is, is he.

“Man, running from that bear put a kink in my back!”

Well that’s nothing the chiropractors can’t make worse.

The situation in here, it seems, has not improved.

“Ladies, I would love to create sweet music with you, if that kid wasn’t here why–“

“So Mommy, what is a love triangle?”
“Oh, uh, he just really likes geometry, honey.”

Shouldn’t you beat up the pervert, not some random guest?

“But random violence is more fun.”

“Whew, lady, are you made of concrete? My hand just bounced off of you and straight into my stomach!”
“Plant miss, I don’t even know who you are…”

“Oh, um, hi! You aren’t related to this woman, are you?”
“She’s my godmother!”
“Oh, well, I can explain…”

I guess Meadow figured that she might as well try to save her.

“Look, she was just joking around, sir…”
“I witnessed it while I was juggling cups! I must have revenge!”

And after that harrowing incident, journaling about how logical she is.

“How dare this man enter a public area when I’m trying to get some privacy!”

Meanwhile, outside…

“Hmmm, if I curve the ball just right I should be able to get it past the bat…”

“I’m telling you, mom, the goal of baseball is definitely to hit people!”

“I suspect I’ve being played for a fool.”

“Yes, miss, I do think your ovaries are functional.”
“Dude, get a shower!”

“Lady, I have hay fever, do you mind?!“

You know, a pipe bursting right outside the hotel would be my indication to leave.

I’m getting a sneaking suspicion that Lilac is not well liked by the locals.

To be fair, she doesn’t help.

“Um, hello, this contortionist is in the way of me viewing a perfectly normal shrub!”

“Hmmm, she doesn’t seem too bright, I might be able to con away her credit card…”

We managed to keep our credit card, and used it to turn Antoinette into the pirate she is.

Too bad Lilac’s an idiot.

“Gah! Spending all day indoors bothering people doesn’t let me photosynthesize!”

On the plus side, I don’t think she’s blocking any shrubs this time.

Terrorizing locals: fun for the whole family!

“AUGH MY NECK!”

“Mommy what is ‘suing for damages’?”
“Oh it’s just an empty threat, don’t worry.”

But despite the lifetime ban from going back to Japinasia, they got some groceries for the long flight home. Whatever works!

With the neverending family vacation over, Antoinette gets back to learning what is important, like how to distort your jump rope handles.

Apparently some invisible fruit was among the groceries we brought back from Japinasia.

Back to trouble-making in the home neighbourhood.

“Ugh, Sanjay exists!”

“Look, I’m just trying to take care of my kids and hold wild parties at the same time, leave me alone!”

“Yeah, that’s right, leave me — oh you have a moth in your house! Look, it landed on my finger!”
“WAAAAAAAAH!”
“Well no need to be jealous.”

That is an interesting looking dog.

“Every pirate needs a drunk dog!”

“Who’s a good drunk stray boy, huh, who is?”

“Now little lady, come with me to my secret kitchen…”

Okay could all of the perverts leave Antoinette alone.

“Yes, Meadow, we have noticed that you love to commune with nature, so why not join me in communing even more?”

“Here’s the report. They expelled me.”
“Hooray!”

But say, who is this?

Someone with a poorly trained cat. Seriously, we don’t have the money to replace things, jerk!

Meet Carolyn Allson. Carolyn has moved into the recently open Baguet Business District, where she hopes to get some privacy. Privacy is very important to a Romance Sim.

Unfortunately, privacy can be hard to find when the welcome wagon comes from miles away.

“Ahh, the crisp lake air smells like fried eggs!”

But don’t worry. She found it.

Voyeur much, Abraham?!

“You’re kidding me. I just moved in, and I just heard a lullaby.”

I like experimenting with genetics. Besides, the game crashed and you got to WooHoo him twice!

“Dear dairy, the cruel player has given me a chair and privacy when all I really wanted was a gnome. Why must the world be so cruel?”

“And I especially didn’t want a BABY!”

Oh well!

So then we decided to abstract the furniture out of existence.

Seriously what is with this house?

Apparently, those were butterflies.

“Wee, butterfly catching!”

Lady why are they in your house?!

Look, if you’re going to look like a hippie and act like a hippie, you might as well arrange flowers like a hippie.

And they’d be able to, if the game didn’t crash and I had to do the house all over again!

You are not a hippie!

“Lady, I have no interest in ‘peaceful’ times with you!”

“Hehe, can you believe that Mark? So easy to seduce!”

Right and Abraham has no experience with that.

Oh wait.

“You jerk! How dare you cheat on me when I cheat on my husband!”

Apparently that turns him on.

“What would really help is if you wore a sexy number…”

Look, Priya is working on that.

“Did you FORCE that pregnancy?”

Yes. Because you didn’t want to go for it this time, but I am god.

“Hee hee hee, Look at her eat that rotten food, Andy!”
“I don’t think that is an abortifacient.”
“Look go home, Andy!”

“That jerk! How dare she seduce my extramarital lover!”

Go away, Lindsay.

“Is my mouse supposed to hover?”

You had butterflies in your house, who knows.

And now back to flower-arranging with you!

We make sure the cat is feed using treats, because who has time to actually feed the cat when you’re arranging flowers?

“AUGH dammit these are new panties!”

Being Romance, a little baby isn’t a big deal!

Or maybe it is.

Really, Abraham, you’ll make out with Allyn in your gym but a butt grab is too much.

Fine, then, we’ll stick with the make out if you like it so much!

And another one scored.

Lindsay.

“Hmph, maybe some blackmail, destroy a few flowers…”

“ARGH SPEAKING OF FLOWERING”

“Human, I’d like to eat something other than treats.”

Meet Ruby. They look horrified at each other.

Which, fair enough, because one of the first things she did is lecture the baby for… Existing?

“How dare you wake me up from my beauty rest! Shut up until teenhood!”

And then she goes and traumatizes her.

Ah, yes, best friends.

With hella benefits.

Lindsay.

“Oh hit there homewrecker.”
“Well I am Romance.”

“How do you keep those perfect abs after babies?”
“Um, lady, I’m here to threat–“
“I mean, that is amazing!“

Clean diapers aren’t in the fridge, buddy.

So let’s get her out of this lifestyle, yes?

We’ve got a live one. 10/2/9/10/1.

But then, would you have ten nice points in this environment?

“Oh hey, my girlfriend is kissing a different man. Wonder if I can film it?”

And apparently, Carolyn didn’t want Mark to feel left behind.

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And insanely enough, we made it through this week! It only took a year! So next year, we’ll find out what’s happening with the families 😉

Stay well and tschuess.