Boreal Springs

June 3, 2009

O`Hanlon 2 – Round 25: ‘Making an Effort’

Filed under: O`Hanlon — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 2:17 pm

Patrick and Viola O`Hanlon have had their rough patches, but with two kids to raise, can Patrick curb his desires and finally do right by his family?

Patrick was determined to prove to Viola that he wasn’t a complete lout.  Perhaps it would even gain him some credit with his recently estranged family, too.  Of course, little Deidre had a big part of it.  Patrick really didn’t want her falling for a guy like her dad, that’s for sure.

Unfortunately, he was too late with Francis.

Francis’ birthday came in the blink of an eye and with it, some strange changes.  His once green eyes turned completely and wholly black, like his sisters.  He woke up one morning, had his shower, dressed, and was preparing to brush his teeth when he faced his reflection.  His changing voice bellowing, “MOOOM!” had everyone running to see what the fuss was about.  After a doctor’s visit or two, there was no explanation past “well, it’s puberty.”

And so it was.  Francis still did well with his studies, but they were no longer his focus.  He was noticing the girls at school a little too keenly for his mother’s interests, who was a newly established teacher at the high school her son now attended.

Meanwhile, Deidre was proving to be quite the intelligent little toddler.  She was quick to pick up on everything and even complicated tasks such as potty training seemed to come easily to her.  She was also a very keen listener and loved it when Viola would read her stories.  She was a chatterbox, speaking almost as intelligibly as a young child would.  She definitely out shined her older brother’s progress when it came to wit.

It was becoming obvious to both Patrick and Viola that their small, city townhouse rental wasn’t big enough for the entire family.  Francis was wanting his own space desperately now that he was a teen and Deidre was always managing to get into his stuff.  They had plenty of money, thanks to Patricks’ burgeoning career, but hadn’t moved simply because of the convenience.  Now Patrick was starting to see some merit in moving back to Boreal Springs.  It’d be easier to resist temptation there, for sure.

So, they moved into a large house befitting of Patrick’s status.

Upon moving, Patrick decided to purchase a piano from an actor friend who was also moving.  He thought that maybe Deidre would like it when she was older.  Instead, Francis sat down and tickled the ivories in such a masterful way it was astonishing.  It was another reminder that Francis was just looks, he was brains, too.  Patrick was still a little disturbed by how keenly Francis seemed to follow in his footsteps.

Moving had definitely lessened the rift that had developed between Patrick and Viola.  With more space and room to breath, Viola was able to sort of put her worries aside and focus on the children and their current successes.  She, too, saw that Boreal Springs might yet manage to tame Patrick’s ways, but didn’t hold her breath.

Deidre grew up into a cheerful and loving child who enjoyed running around the large house.  She was definitely vibrant and it was hard not to notice her when she was in the room.  She demanded attention.  If Francis had inherited Patrick’s personality, then Deidre got his presence.  She was definitely a showboater.

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Note from Mao: There was something buggy about their apartment, so I moved them into a pre-built house that came with M&G.  The kids needed space, anyway.  Deidre is adorable and Patrick is still being faithful… so far.  Francis rolled Romance, sigh.

Also, has anyone else had an issue with this teen mesh?  It looked fine at first, but now it’s just a mess!

May 15, 2009

O`Hanlon – Round 25: ‘It Takes Two’

Filed under: O`Hanlon — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 11:31 am

Julie and Asia are happy and eager to welcome their future grandchildren.  Are Timothy and Isolde really prepared to be parents?

Isolde loved working in paranormal and she really did enjoy dealing with all things ‘abnormal’, but there was just something very wrong about it coming home with her.  Or, perhaps, being at her home.  The ghost of Agent Superball enjoyed giving her a scare everytime she went to take a bath.  Perhaps it was the memories of all the times Mary had bathed the dog that caused this.  Regardless, Isolde didn’t think it was funny.

Isolde wasn’t surprised when she gave birth to twins.  They seemed to run in the O`Hanlon blood.  They were both boys, dubbed Tommy and Gavin.  Timothy was quite pleased to have two strapping young examples of masculinity in a house primarily dominated by females.  Isolde was just happy to finally be able to hold her babies.  Of course, twins were a bit more than the new parents bargained for.

Julie was happy to help and Asia, too.  Without them, Timothy and Isolde would have probably gone crazy.  It wasn’t that they weren’t good parents, they were, but neither had really prepared enough for twins.  Isolde just thought it would come naturally and Timothy, well, he wasn’t known for thinking about things for long periods of time.  But with Julie and Asia’s support, they made it through and even began to enjoy their little bundles of joy.

Timothy was still job hunting, but in the meantime, was quite happy to spend time with the boys.  He was the only one who was home all day.  It was a strange role reversal, all the women at work and him at home.  He didn’t mind.  It meant he could spend more time trying to imbue some manliness into his little men.  He was just thankful they’d been able to remodel all the pink stuff before the boys joined them.

Babies tend to grow like weeds and before they knew it, Tommy and Gavin were both toddlers, running around and causing all sorts of trouble.

Gavin tried to play it innocent, but Isolde wasn’t fooled, neither were the others.  These two were going to be a handful, indeed…

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Note from Mao: So, two months later, and I’m back to playing.  It’s slow going, so I’m not sure how frequently I’ll update.  I’ve also still got a lot of wedding stuff to do.  And I’m writing this after a blissful night of NyQuil (yay spring flu!), so yeah.  Apologies if it sounds kooky! The twin’s names should make it obvious what my fiance keeps naming the O`Hanlons after, lol.

March 16, 2009

B.S.U. Campus – Round 24: ‘Slow Ride’

Filed under: Anderson,B.S.U. Campus,O`Hanlon — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 10:35 am

Maggie O`Hanlon is preparing to finish her years at University while Gregory Anderson and Lydia Anderson are just getting started.

Lydia and Gregory arrived together.  It was a little surprising for them to see how quickly they had each grown in such a little amount of time.  Lydia had decided her braids were a bit too childish for the stylings of a young adult.  Gregory spent most of his time studying, trying to please his father.  If Lydia noticed the distance, she didn’t say anything.

Maggie, meanwhile, was hanging out with James.  Maggie had always been fond of James.  That didn’t mean they were hanging out because he had recently divorced Kit Knight.  No, they were friends.  They’d been friends since James started hanging out with Maggie’s older brother, Timothy.  She had drug him out in an effort to cheer him up.  Losing your love because she gave birth to the guy you hate’s children isn’t an easy thing to get over.

Maggie, with her playful ways and consistently upbeat demeanor, did manage to bring James out of his funk.  They had fun.  She even conned him into some karaoke, which he was good at.  His father had been Shang Yu, after all.  Maggie would be lying if she had said she wasn’t hoping that he’d finally see her, though.  She was.  She was so much better for him than Kit, she had always thought so.  She had no interest in Claude freakin’ Saunders.

Lydia still enjoyed fitness.  She especially enjoyed jogging around campus.  It was a good way to clear her mind and she was doing tons of thinking lately.  She felt strange about the way things had gone with Gregory.  Ever since arriving at University, he’d been a little distant.  They’d always been best friends–talking, enjoying one another’s company, everything… but now, things were just awkward.  She hated it.  She especially hated that she had grown kind of used to being even closer to him.

She finally managed to drag him away from his studies long enough to explain what was going on.  It was a relief to hear that it wasn’t anything to do with her, but with his father, Roman.

“I have to keep my grades up, any hint of distraction…”

“You think he’d pull you out?  Really?” Lydia was a little startled.

“No, but he’d probably keep me from seeing you.  Best friends or not.  Whatever else or not.  I really don’t want that to happen.”

Lydia nodded, “I didn’t realize…”

Meanwhile, Maggie was having a discussion with her older brother Timothy.  It wasn’t one she particularly looked forward to.  He wasn’t very pleased to find out she’d been hanging out rather closely with James so soon after his break-up with Kit.

“Don’t be a rebound girl, Maggie.  You’re better than that,” he advised.  She could hear Isolde in the background, trying to take the phone from him.

“I won’t, I told you.  I’m fine.  And tell Isolde that, too.  You guys worry too much.”

Timothy sighed, “I spoke to James.  I know what you’re planning, Mags.  It isn’t–” there was static and the Isolde’s voice broke through, “If you need a place to stay, you can always stay with us!”  More static as Timothy stole back the phone.  “Yeah, what she said.”

Maggie laughed, “you guys are expecting.  And you’ll need the room.  It’ll be fine, I promise.”

Maggie was elated when James came to see her the night before her graduation.  He hadn’t called in advance or anything, just popped up.

“We have an extra room, if you need it,” James offered.  He was fond of Maggie, she was pretty, defintiely, and her personality opposite of Kit’s… but he knew better than to make any moves.  It was too soon and she was Timothy’s little sister.  He was offering her as a friend.

“That would be nice.  Isolde wants me to stay with them, but with the baby and all…”

He nodded, “yeah, I was just there yesterday.  It’s a little hectic.”

She took his hand and smiled, “thanks, James.  I see you in a few days.”

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Note from Mao: Ahh, Maggie and James have almost three bolts, lol.  Lydia and Gregory were also quite amorous this update…

What’s with the mascots and cheering woohoos?  Seriously!  This was at the end of the round, too… dundundun.

March 9, 2009

O`Hanlon 2 – Round 24: ‘Womanizer, End’

Filed under: O`Hanlon — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 8:44 pm

Patrick O`Hanlon has been caught in the act by his wife, Viola and even his young son, Francis witnessed it all.  Can this family bounce back?

Patrick hadn’t quite anticipated the guilt that would accompany his being caught cheating.  It didn’t help that his son had seen it all, too.  He couldn’t believe he’d been so careless.  To make matters worse, his entire family was still angry at him over his mother’s untimely death.  Finding out that Viola was pregnant again was the nail in the coffin.  She had to forgive him–a tense household was a bad environment for a baby.  Viola didn’t seem to share his sentiments.

“You’re right, I knew what I was getting myself into,” Viola agreed, though her eyes remained narrowed.  “But that doesn’t mean I want to see it and worse!  Francis saw it all, Patrick.  Good luck explaining to him why his father is such a jerk.”

Reasoning with a pregnant woman?  Ha!  Right.

Francis was curious about his mother’s condition, especially with the recent incident.  He knew, vaguely, where babies came from.  He was an intelligent youth.  But he wasn’t very good at phrasing his thoughts.  He ended up comparing his mother’s pregnant state with that of an elephant.

“Not quite that big,” Viola said, trying not to take offense.  “I’m getting bigger because of the baby.  It’s a strange process, Francis.  Maybe in a few more years, we can talk about it more.  Until then, all you need to know is you’re going to be a big brother.”

As the days progressed, Viola got bigger, much to Francis’ amazement.  She was still on ‘slightly civil’ terms with Patrick, who was finding that their expensive couch, while lovely to watch TV on, was hardly the best of beds.  He attempted to regain Viola’s approval by capitalizing on the impending birth.

“You can’t enjoy going through this alone, Viola,” Patrick reasoned.  “And you can’t stay angry at me forever.  You’re obviously not going anywhere.  This continual fighting is only reflecting badly on Patrick.”

She sighed, “I wish you were being sincere, but I know better.  You’re just saying all of this so I’ll stop being angry.  What you did was incredibly stupid!  You hurt Francis a lot.  If you want me to stop badgering you, then make it up to him.”

Patrick had always been close with Francis, until the incident.  Now Francis kept his distance and when Patrick tried to engage him, he was sullen and distant.  It seemed to Patrick that he had truly been in the wrong and regardless as to who he may have been before Francis, he was a father now.  He certainly had a duty to his son.  He did everything he could to make it up to him and eventually, Francis accepted that.  He made Patrick promise never to hurt either of them again like that.

Viola was apprehensive about Patrick’s supposed ‘change’ and not at all pleased that he had promised their son something she thought to be impossible.  Patrick was adamant, however.  He had years of womanizing and he had enjoyed them thoroughly.  The urge was still there, but not nearly as it had been.  Seeing the pain he put his mother through and basically being ostracized by his own family was enough to set him straight, it seemed.

“You’re the only one talking to me anymore, Viola,” Patrick began, trying to reassure her, “the rest of my family seems to think I killed our mother.  I don’t think so, mother always was too concerned with my business… but nevertheless.  I’ve been a jerk, and on that account, my family was right.”

“I’d like to believe you, but this isn’t a movie, Patrick,” she stood up, moving to leave.  “Things don’t just ‘get better’ and people can’t just ‘change’.  We are who we are.  And that’s all we can be, in the end.”

Viola eventually gave birth to little Deirdre, who had an even more unique look than her older brother.  She had her mother’s fair skin and hair, but shared her brother’s dark, pupil less eyes.  It was certainly a shock and surprise to all those who witnessed the birth.  Still, she was a normal little baby girl and completely healthy, too.

Even if Viola had little faith in his decision, Patrick felt his dedication grow all the more when he held Deirdre.  There’s just something about a daughter that makes a father want to be better.  Maybe it’s the thought of her growing up and going for a man like her father?  He certainly didn’t want anyone treating her the way he’d treated Viola.

Days seemed to melt into weeks and weeks into years.  Deirdre grew like a weed and with every passing day, all the more lovely.  She’d be a heartbreaker for sure, a thought that made both her parents extremely nervous.  Francis seemed fascinated with his younger sister and as he was growing close to being a teen, became concerned for her welfare and was determined to be a truly great big brother.

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Note from Mao: Poor Patrick seems to want to turn over a new leaf, but we’ll see how it goes.  Deirdre is ADORABLE! I’ve never had a completely normal sim with alien eyes before.  Eeee! I also have no idea what’s up with Patrick and alien eyes, either.  I changed my default alien eyes to Rensim’s, so if they look different in the last few pictures, that’s why.

February 12, 2009

O`Hanlon – Round 24: ‘A Good Life’

Filed under: O`Hanlon — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , — Mao @ 10:01 am

Julie and Asia O`Hanlon have been married a long while and are quite pleased their son has returned to take the family reins.  Timothy O`Hanlon arrives home from University with his fiancee, Isolde Anderson.

Timothy and Isolde had been dating since teenagers.  Unlike most relationships, theirs really had no ups or downs.  To most, it would seem boringly perfect, but to them, it was bliss.  They had very little drama that seemed to consume most couples.  It was made even more hilarious because they were just so different, you almost expected them to be constantly battling.  Instead, they were quite happy and seemed to fit together like two perfectly matched puzzle pieces.

They wasted no time getting married.  Isolde did not mourn the loss of her family name, in fact, she was eager to escape it.  Her life had been riddled with conflict and death, it seemed, and taking this new name and starting this new life with Timothy promised happiness.  She didn’t have to worry about her philandering father or the mother that had abandoned her, nor did she constantly think about the grandmother she had lost.  No, she had a new life and new concerns, happier concerns.  Timothy was just thrilled to finally be married.  It was something he had pictured–with Isolde–since they had begun dating all those years ago.

Yes, a new start with family and friends all in attendance.  It was a glorious day.  They had planned on a honeymoon, but opted out due to bad weather.  They’d go another time, there was no rush.  They were happy with the way things were now.

If it was weird to be taking over his grandparents’ old bedroom, Timothy said nothing.  It was the biggest bedroom in the house, after all, and neither of them were going to complain about having a bed.  Asia and Julie had both hinted that grandchildren would be more than welcome, but Timothy and Isolde were happy to take their time and simply enjoy being together.  They had plenty of time to have kids.

A small shack was built to house Isolde’s magical oddities and to give her a place to practice her magic undisturbed.  It was directly behind the house and so Timothy could come out and see her anytime.  He tried his best to stay away, though, respecting her need for space and privacy.  For this, Isolde was thankful.  She didn’t want her husband finding out that she was aiding Gordon Saunders.  Isolde was a good girl, but something inside her stirred and demanded she follow in her mentor Lilith Yu’s footsteps.  That meant helping Gordon.

Not that she found Gordon disagreeable.  It was difficult to realize he was ‘the bad guy’… he was much nicer to her than most ‘good guys’.

Of course, dealing with a vampire crime boss and being a witch weren’t Isolde’s only steps into the realm of the paranormal.  She also had experiences with ghosts.  It would seem her new home was just as haunted as her last.  She knew the ghost of Patricia haunted her former home and now it seemed the ghosts of pets haunted this place.  It was harmless, but it still startled her quite a bit.  She explained to Timothy she simply wasn’t feeling well–she didn’t want to worry him, especially if he was clueless.  Timothy had a way of being completely oblivious to the obvious.

While Isolde was working on her witchery, Timothy took time to catch up with his old friend, James Anderson.  He was happy to hear that James had finally cornered Kit Knight into an engagement.  He kept his judgements to himself.  James was a good guy, he deserved better than Kit, especially with how she treated him.  Perhaps Timothy was biased, though.  They were friends and he barely knew Kit.

At least James wasn’t dating Maggie, that’d just be weird.  It had been hard enough dealing with her crush on him.  Creepy.

Everyone in the house was pleased when Isolde announced she was pregnant.  It wasn’t exactly planned, but not unwelcome, either.  They were pretty secure in their schedules and relationship and now it was time for things to get shook up a bit.

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Note from Mao: I had no idea Isolde was even pregnant until her belly popped after she got home from work!  Stealth pregnancy!  No surprise, though, both of them have a 60%+ chance of trying.

Also, I actually did an elaborate wedding this time, but didn’t want to bog down the update.  For those of you who enjoy this sort of thing, more wedding pictures:

I love making my sims dance!  And you can see Michael showing off back there.  He’s not always quiet and subdued…

Sibling dancing!  This was autonomous and therefore hilarious.  Isolde is dancing with her younger sister, Adora Anderson.  Timothy is dancing with his younger sister Maggie.

Do you smell trouble, ’cause I sure as heck do!  Three bolts, THREE BOLTS!  Yeah, don’t worry, Kit will pop up in the Anderson update.  Sigh.  James is RIGHT beside her, too.

February 10, 2009

B.S.U. Campus – Round 23: ‘Love Hurts’

Filed under: B.S.U. Campus — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 11:15 pm

Timothy O`Hanlon, Isolde Anderson, and Cole Anderson are all on their final years of University and eager to begin their adult lives.  Maggie O`Hanlon has just joined her older brother, Timothy, at University.

Timothy wasn’t quite sure how he felt about his little sister joining him at University.  On one hand, he had missed her, they had always been close… but on the other hand, he wasn’t really ready for her to show an interest in boys yet.  When Maggie arrived, that’s all she seemed to talk about.  Who could blame her?  It was no secret that poor Maggie, despite her looks, had been terribly unlucky in love and romance during her teen years.  Would being a young adult change her luck any?

Having family join him at University gave Timothy the push he needed.  He had always known that Isolde was a one-of-a-kind type of girl and while most people thought she was odd, he thought she was amazing.  He had wanted to propose immediately, as soon as they had gotten out of the cab and before they laid eyes on the house, but thought better of it.  He was glad he had waited.  There was no apprehension and he wasn’t scared–he knew what she’d say.

Maggie, meanwhile, was stuck fixing things.  She wondered if Timothy had heard about the whole ‘shocking’ incident involving the trash compactor at home.  Obviously not, or he wouldn’t have her fixing things!  She sighed.  It wasn’t fair.  Timothy had Isolde, Cole had Shelly, what did Maggie have?  A soaked shirt, because the stupid shower sprayed water all over her when she turned it wrong!

Cole was rarely seen by the others.  When he wasn’t at class or working on a term paper, he was with Shelly.  She would come to campus now and again, but with her new job, it was becoming impossible to travel.  More often than not, Cole ended up driving back to Boreal Springs to visit her on weekends.

Maggie tried her luck with a fireman that came to put out a fire she had caused while trying to cook.  It was moot.  He responded, at first, and then realized he wasn’t into attractive brunettes.  Maggie grumbled and wallowed in her defeat.  Was there no one out there for Maggie?

Before Isolde, Timothy, and Cole all left for graduation, Maggie tried to get Isolde to help her with her love woes.

“Can’t you just wiggle your fingers or something?  What about a love potion?”

Isolde tried to hide her amusement, “that’s not how it works, Maggie!  Besides, haven’t you heard of Kate Anderson?  She tried that stuff on Shang Yu and well, I think we can all see how that worked.  I don’t see what the rush is.  You’re acting like you’re forty and single!”

“What’s the rush?  You and Timothy have been together since puberty.  I haven’t even dated.  I just want to see what it’s like.”

“All right, but I can’t help you.  Why not try a matchmaking service?”

Maggie sighed, “because that’s for forty-year-olds who are still single!”

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Note from Mao: Poor Maggie!  She has negative chemistry with that fireman from her many, many fires as a teen.  What a bummer.  She’s all alone at Uni now, too.

February 6, 2009

O`Hanlon 2 – Round 23: ‘Womanizer, Pt. 5′

Filed under: O`Hanlon — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 10:53 am

Patrick O`Hanlon isn’t exactly skilled at being faithful, but still, he’s married Viola in an attempt to placate his mother and be with his son.

Viola enjoyed spending time with Francis–she especially liked teaching him nursery rhymes.  She had never thought she would find motherhood so rewarding, but Francis was such an easy going and likable child.  She felt a distant pang in her heart watching him grow.  He had been an accident, but now their life seemed stable and something inside her demanded something more, perhaps a bigger family?  Patrick wouldn’t be nearly as welcoming of the idea, though.

Despite the hurried nature of their courtship and eventual marriage, Viola and Patrick got along well.  They rarely fought and Viola didn’t ask questions when he was busy with long hours on shoots.  She had known going into this that there was a chance of infidelity.  She knew she was fooling herself, that ignorance isn’t always bliss, but why force yourself to see something?  She was enjoying her family and the idea of normalcy.  Patrick indulged her quite a bit.  He wasn’t a faithful husband, but that didn’t mean he didn’t care for Viola or Francis.  He just had a bit of a problem.

Of course, if Patrick didn’t want Viola to find out, perhaps he’d think better than to get involved with a neighbor.  Calista was a fan and well, things went a bit farther than intended.  It was the first time Patrick really stepped outside of his circle and he wasn’t really willing to stoop back down to that level afterward.  It was one thing to cheat with co-stars, he could claim chemistry, or the forced nature of on-screen romances.  A neighbor who was a fan?  Well, there really wasn’t much of an explanation there.  He’d have to watch his steps carefully.

Especially now that Francis was a child and a clever one at that.  He had definitely inherited his father’s keen intellect.  Hopefully he didn’t also inherit his father’s amorous ways.  He enjoyed both his parents quite a bit and couldn’t pick between the two.  Hopefully he wouldn’t ever have to.  For the time being, he was oblivious to his father’s many affairs and he thought his home life to be a happy one.

He was a handsome child, and likable, too.  He was already popular at a young age.

He even made friends with his neighbor, Emma Davis.  She was a few grades higher than him, but they were neighbors, so they got along well.  Unfortunately, their friendship wouldn’t last long–she’d be going to middle school soon and leaving Francis behind.

Francis rarely made trouble and he was content to read while his mother took a much-needed nap.  She seemed to be tired a lot lately.

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Note from Mao: Francis turned out adorable!  Viola does want another child, but we’ll see what ACR dictates.  It’s a battle of Family VS Romance!

January 21, 2009

O`Hanlon – Round 23: ‘Unlucky’

Filed under: O`Hanlon — Tags: , , , — Mao @ 9:03 pm

Julie and Asia may have an unconventional marriage, but their lives are fairly normal otherwise.  Maggie is enjoying the last of her teen years before joining her older brother at B.S.U.

Unfortunately for Maggie, things don’t seem to be going too well.  Being a senior isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, it seems.  Sure, her life at school is going fine, but that’ll all be over soon, water under the bridge.  Right now, she’s stuck getting assaulted by their evil trash compactor!  She just wanted to help out and try to fix it.  She should have left it to Julie.  Maggie’s hobbies don’t necessarily include tinkering or jamming a screwdriver in the angry maw of a trash compactor.

It wasn’t just appliances Maggie had trouble with–boys also seemed to be a problem.  Maggie had it all going for her–looks, popularity, intelligence–but the boys didn’t seem to care.  Most of them were just too intimidated by her.  She came on too strong, too hard.  She was a good girl, she was just trying to broaden her horizons.  She wasn’t asking for marriage or anything!  Still, they shuffled off and avoided her like the plague.  Poor Maggie.

There was at least some bit of good news–their dog, Sansa, gave birth to three puppies!  Sandor, Catelyn, and Brienne all resembled their mother and were kept safely in the unused bedroom behind the garage.  Julie and Asia planned to give them away to any willing neighbors when the time came.

Maggie still wasn’t having much look with cooking, either.  Again, the fireman came to the rescue.  He was getting to know everyone in the house by now, especially Maggie.  He was older, but not too old, Maggie noticed with interest as she chatted him up.

“I know you probably think I’m an airhead,” she began, “but I’m not.  I’m really smart with books!  It’s just cooking that elludes me.”

It seems he heard this excuse a lot.  He simply laughed and nodded, “whatever you say, m’am.  Try not to burn the house down.”

It would seem he left his warning with the wrong resident!  Poor Julie suffered her own culinary disaster shortly after Maggie left for University.  Aang was just as puzzled by the roaring flames, unable to move.  Luckily, the fireman was still around and the damages were minimal.  At this point, it seemed a better notion to just hire a caterer… or order out for the rest of their lives.

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Note from Mao: Nothing too crazy this round.  Poor Maggie, she really does have terrible luck.  Maybe it’ll improve in Uni.

January 20, 2009

B.S.U. Campus – Round 22: ‘Turn Me Loose, End’

Filed under: B.S.U. Campus — Tags: , , , , , , , , — Mao @ 11:11 am

There’s plenty of people and drama to go around at Boreal Summit University the next two years…

The next two years at Boreal Summit University proved to be… awkward ones.  James, Marcus, and Shelly were all finishing their final years.  That was well and good, aside from the fact Marcus was sleeping with James’ girlfriend.  Of course, Marcus felt awful about it, especially because he was really interested in starting up a relationship with his former high school flame.  It was kind of hard when he kept randomly running into Kit and sleeping with her, though.

“Don’t even talk to her, don’t kiss her, just avoid her,” James suggested, surprisingly calm.

“You are handling this way too well, dude,” Marcus replied, stunned.

“You’re not the problem, Marcus, you’re a distraction.  Claude freakin’ Saunders is the problem.  Damn vampire.”

Cole wasted no time approaching Shelly.  She hadn’t really spent time trying to find romance in college.  Instead, she found herself kind of missing Cole.  She had always wanted Timothy O`Hanlon, but she was beginning to realize that may have been a shallow, teenaged girl fantasy.  She and Cole had a lot more in common and he would also cow-down and do whatever she said.  He was a bit of a pushover, the kind of person Shelly needed if she was going to make her dreams come true and become the next mayor of Boreal Springs.

So she accepted his advances and they started a true, non-fake relationship.  If anything, the Anderson name would certainly give her a leg-up in the political world.

Isolde, meanwhile, was still studying her ‘art’.  She’d had many talks with Lilith Yu and when she finally arrived at University, she couldn’t keep herself away from Timothy.  Together, they both brought her out of her negative spiral.  She stopped sulking and brooding and went back to what she loved.

“What are you doing?” Timothy asked one evening as Isolde tested her cauldron for the first time.

“Trying to make something for Lilith,” Isolde said, trying to concentrate.

“Screw potions,” Timothy replied, giving the globe in his hand a pained look, “use magic on this damn thing.  How did anyone ever manage to figure this thing out?”

Isolde sighed, “I don’t think it works like that.”

There were some definite perks to being a witch.  Isolde had the best transportation to class and anywhere else–a broom!  A real, flying broom.  Sure it was a gaudy blue, complete with a weird crystal at the end of it’s stick, but what could beat a flying broom?  Absolutely nothing.  She couldn’t wait until she’d studied enough to have a spectral assistant.  Timothy tried, but he really wasn’t very good at handling the reagents.

Poor Cole, meanwhile, was finding that tinkering was not exactly his thing.  The computer broke in the midst of him working hard on his term paper.  He tried to fix it only to get quite a jolt.  Thankfully, Isolde was around and she quickly hit him with a rejuvination spell.  He wasn’t enamored with her anymore, but he was certainly thankful for her helpful, witchy ways.

Shelly had different ideas of ‘healing wounds’.  Not that Cole particularly disagreed with her methods.  Perhaps it wasn’t smart to leave a bunch of unattended, young adults in a house all by themselves.  It would seem that none of their parents even considered they would do anything questionable.  Well, okay, Cole’s had.  Sara called constantly, reminding him that he was their last hope.  No pressure or anything.

Of course, you can’t have two family sims without a little trouble, either.  Sure, Isolde was knowledge-minded first and foremost, but her second inclination was family.  Perhaps that’s why she and Timothy got along so well.  They had plenty of chemistry, though it probably wasn’t wise to explore the chemistry right before an important final exam.

But then again, most guys don’t have girlfriends with witchy ways.  Timothy heads off to his final exam feeling completely rejuvenated and safe in the knowledge that he’s totally got college in the bag.

James, Marcus, and Shelly all graduated with honors, much to the delight of their parents.  Cole wasn’t about to let Shelly run off into the sunset.  He proposed to her rather spontaneously, right before she was preparing to leave with Marcus.  Of course, she accepted.  Instead of staying in a cramped little apartment, she’d go make nice with her future in-laws.  It would be awkward, but they had a nice house.  James seemed shocked by the display, wondering if Cole knew exactly what he was getting into.  Not that he was one to talk, really.

Meanwhile, outside, Marcus was chatting up his old flame, Valerie.  She was surprisingly also on campus and they had met a few times through classes and just random campus things.  She’d grown up quite well, he couldn’t deny it.  There was still an attraction there and maybe, since they were both adults now, a chance at something more.  They passed numbers and Marcus moved to leave with Shelly.  James would leave in the morning.

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Note from Mao: Isolde really wants Timothy to be a warlock, LOL.  Poor Timothy, I don’t think he has it in him to do witchy things.  He’s too confused by that silly game ball, he brings it out constantly and makes pained faces.  Cole immediately walked up to Shelly and planted one on her.  I was too shocked for a picture.  Seems he took the Tsung way of confrontation!  Either way, he wanted to get engaged and so they did.  Marcus kept having wants to talk to Valerie, so there she is.  She’s a pretty sim, despite her over-painted, pudgy-faced teen years.

January 13, 2009

O`Hanlon 2 – Round 22: ‘Womanizer, Pt. 4′

Filed under: O`Hanlon — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 4:24 pm

Patrick O`Hanlon’s life has just been turned upside-down thanks to Viola Kalson’s unexpected pregnancy.

Viola wasn’t exactly happy about the predicament she found herself in.  She had wanted a family eventually, but the white-picket fence kind.  Now she was stuck with a terrible decision to make.  She could marry Patrick and doom herself to a marriage riddled with wanton infidelity… or become a single mother.  How frustrating!  It didn’t help that she looked like a whale!  She had been head cheerleader in high school and even afterward, she was always thin, blonde, and pretty! Now she was just… horrible.  Ugh.  And how could she decide?  She cared about Patrick… but she wasn’t sure it was mutual.  Still, he was loaded, and so was his family.  Cheating jerk or not, if she wanted her baby to have a good life, she had to choose him.

It had been quick and painless, no fanfare, no ceremony.  Patrick did not want the tabloids getting ahold of it and ruining his latest starring role in a movie being filmed locally.  Sara, regardless, was happy that he had made the right decision.  She just hoped he wouldn’t cheat on Viola and turn his son into a chauvinist pig like himself.  Nathaniel, meanwhile, looked upwards and hoped the same–that this wasn’t just one big, horrible mistake.  Why couldn’t any of his kids be normal?

Little Francis O`Hanlon was born not long after.  He surprised everyone by having the dark, black alien eyes and skin.  Nathaniel certainly hadn’t had them.  The doctor also said his ears would be pointed, as well.  The only thing he seemed to inherit from his mother was her blonde hair.  There was a bit of pride in having a son, Patrick found.  Especially when he looked so much like him.

It had been a rough labor, so Viola had been off her feet for the first few days that Francis had been home.  She was surprised to see that Patrick had done so well with Francis’ care.  When she vocalized this, Patrick gave her a look.

“I’m male, not inept, Vi.  I had siblings, remember?  How can you forget Sade when she drops in constantly?”

Viola said nothing, but perhaps this wouldn’t turn out as badly as she thought.

Despite her doubts, Viola found she loved being a mother.  Francis was so cute, even if he looked nothing like her.  Patrick’s exotic looks is what had originally attracted her to him, so to see them passed on to her son?  She was happy.  She was also quite thrilled that Patrick was moving them all to a much bigger apartment, more befitting of their wealth and sudden addition.

They moved in next to Elena Davis and Fou-Lu Yu.  Of course, Patrick moving in was big news to the other residents.  Elena was related to Patrick, but even she couldn’t deny that he had a certain ‘something’ that made in incredibly pleasing to the eye.  Her friend and neighbor, Calista, was in mutual agreement.  He was married?  What a shame.

Patrick hadn’t changed any, despite being married and being a father.  Viola worked very early in the morning as a substitute teacher, so she went to bed early.  While she and Francis were asleep, Patrick snuck out with his co-stars.  One such date ended up taking them to the dressing room.  Costume change, indeed.  Local residents of Boreal Springs saw it all, though they didn’t know who was hidden behind the curtain.

You can imagine Patrick’s surprise when Lauren Saunders, Viola’s boss and mentor, who also saw him the night before getting busy with someone not Viola, was at his house for lunch.  Viola had invited her in after Lauren had been kind enough to drive her home.  Lauren said nothing, but she did notice the bit of anxiety Patrick showed, before regaining his composure.  He was an actor, after all, and a dang good one, to boot.  Still, he worried that Lauren would say something to Viola.

Francis’ birthday came around and Viola felt it was time for a change.  She was a mother now and she dressed the part.  Little Francis grew to look even more like his father and grandfather.  Patrick was happy to see his son blossoming, but was constantly worried and paranoid now.  He couldn’t stop his second life, but he also couldn’t prevent others from seeing him, either.  Paparazzi were everywhere.  Viola would need only pick up a magazine to see, well, the obvious.  Thannkfully, she was into nature and so rarely looked at magazines or watched entertainment television.  She was too preoccupied with her job and Francis.

Even with the pressure at an all time high, Patrick continued his nightly excursions.  He was going to get caught, that was almost a certainty.  He cared about Viola, but he was who he was, regardless of marriage or anything else.  His major worry was his mother finding out.  She’d beat him so hard he’d be out of acting commission for months!  His face was his most precious asset!

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Note from Mao: Sorry this was so long.  I was SHOCKED when Francis came out with those eyes and that skintone!  He is so CUTE!  No one in this hood has had the alien eyes yet, so I’m overjoyed.  He’s going to be adorable, too.  Eee.  Too bad Patrick is still a womanizing cad.  Sigh.  I check ACR frequently.  Viola is completely smitten with him, but his keeps changing.  He even brought the girl above home and got busy with her on the couch while Viola and Francis slept upstairs.  LOL, cold, stone cold…

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