Boreal Springs

January 21, 2010

Saunders – Round 28: ‘Hold Me Now’

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 1:36 pm

Sage and Daisy Saunders are left to deal with the aftermath of their close friend, Jennifer Knight’s, death. (Sorry for the lack of elder Virginia portrait… I forgot!)

Sage couldn’t help but reflect on her own life in the wake of Jennifer’s death.  It had been so sudden, a complete surprise.  She had barely believed it when she heard the news, but it was true.  Jennifer was gone.  What was Sage doing with her life?  When things could be snapped up at a moment’s notice, why was she waiting around for something to happen?

She carried the thoughts with her as she walked out of her house.  She was meeting Jared for lunch.

Things with Jared were pleasantly casual, they weren’t officially attached, but they enjoyed each others company.  It had been Sage who had prompted this casual clause, intent on finding ‘Mr. Right’ before settling down.  Now, though, she found herself questioning it.  She liked Jared and she found herself spending more time with him than any of her other suitors… she just wasn’t sure if he felt the same.

“I was wondering,” she began nervously, fingers pulling at the fabric of her pants.  “I like you, a lot… and I was just curious, maybe we could be serious?  More than just… you know, casual friends with mutual interest?”

“Is this about your friend’s death?”  Jared replied without missing a beat.

Sage suddenly felt foolish and tried to busy her nervous hands with the menu, “I… well, if you don’t want to–”

“No, that’s not it at all,” Jared said, leaning on the table, watching her intently from behind tinted lenses.  “I just want to make sure this isn’t some move prompted by your realization that death is always there, behind the door, waiting to sneak up and snatch away your life.”

She sighed, “well… kind of.  I mean, not the liking you part, obviously… but I don’t want to flounder, you know?  I don’t want to have regrets.  I want to take chances.”

“I’ve been wondering how long it’d take.  I have to say, as pleased as I am… I’m sorry it had to come in the wake of Jennifer’s death.”

“Everything happens for a reason, right?” Sage said, her eyes looking past him and instead focusing on the endless blue horizon behind him.

Their lunch ended and with it, their actual relationship began.  It would be strange, turning down dates, but Sage was sure she could manage.  She’d never wanted the lifestyle of going out all the time.  She wanted a happy home, a family.  She was hoping that Jared was the right step in that direction.

“I have to tell you, though,” Sage began, her lips forming a Cheshire cat grin, “that outfit is ridiculous.”

“Hey!  This is high fashion, I’ll have you know.  It’s what all the politicians wear.”

She laughed, “I seriously doubt that.  They’d never get elected wearing that jacket!”

Dating Jared wasn’t going to be easy.  He was in politics and there were plenty of high-class ladies surrounding him at every moment.  There was also the issue of Shelly Anderson and the rumors, but having actually known Jared, she knew they were false.  They were just campaign fodder.

Sage wasn’t particularly worried.  If he had wanted to date them, he would of.  Instead, he spent the majority of his time with her or being forced into Shelly’s bidding.

When he wasn’t running errands for the ‘Queen of Evil’, he spent a lot of time at Sage’s house.  It was a good way point and much better than driving back to Aperture everyday.  Shelly was always in need of something and Jared was always on call.  It gave him an excuse to hang around Boreal Springs more often, though, so he wasn’t going to complain.

Getting to know her family was certainly interesting.  Daisy had been the most affected by Jennifer’s death, with so much left hanging in the air when she died.  She still seemed to be in shock, though, as she went on as she normally did.  It worried Virginia and Sage, who thought she at least needed to have a good cry or something.  They may not have been “dating”, but they’d been friends forever.

Instead of turning to her sister, Daisy kept her grief hidden.  She let some of it out when she talked to Emma, but mostly, she listened to Emma complain about her inability to do anything right.  That girl was a certified mess.  She’d slept with her boss and dumped Francis.  She hadn’t been close to Jennifer, but the whole ‘death’ thing had certainly shaken her up.  Daisy did her best to try and keep her friend from flying too far off course, but it was hard, as Emma seemed so intent on failing.

Daisy mourned Jennifer in her own, quiet way.  She still wasn’t sure how to feel or what to think.  It had all been so sudden.  She wasn’t sure what she felt or what she had started to feel before death had snapped Jennifer up.  Could she really have been interested in a girl?  She didn’t know, she wouldn’t ever know, not now.

She spent a lot of time at the park, late at night.  It was always quiet.  She needed quiet.

Sage, tired of her sister avoiding her, decided to go out looking for her.  When she found her quietly sitting at the park, she suddenly felt guilty.  She had thought Daisy was running off to someone else to express her sorrows to.  The two had always been terribly close and that thought had hurt her more than words could express.  However, finding her alone, in the dark, just sitting there… it made her heart ache.

She just looked so lost and confused.

“You can’t keep this bottled up forever, Daisy,” Sage said, taking a seat next to her.  “You have to let it out sometime.”

“I just don’t know what to let out,” Daisy sighed, closing her eyes.  “I don’t know what I felt, if I felt anything… she was my friend, but I don’t know, I mean… it just seems too weird, to think about it now.  Maybe we would have always just been friends.  It just sucks that she died not knowing, that I left her hanging like that.”

Sage settled her back against the wooden planks, hands resting idly on her lap, “she was your friend, Daisy.  Above all else, she was always your friend.  She told you that all the time.  She felt terrible for telling you her secret.”

“It’s just… hard… to think about, you know?  It was so quick.  It’s going to be awhile before I fully realize it–that she’s actually gone.”

“Well, whatever it takes, you don’t have to do it alone, you know that.  I’m here for you, always and forever, sis.”

“Thanks,” Daisy said softly, taking a deep breath.  “And I’m sorry.  I didn’t meant to push you away.”

“It’s all right, I understand.”

They sat in silence, staring at the quiet, dark park before them.  Every now and again, it would catch the faint light of the lighthouse off in the distance, illuminating the swings, the benches, the shallow pond with tiny fish.  They sat there for an hour or so before the cold nipped at their fingers and their nose.  When they stood up, they didn’t say a word, but they joined hands and they walked home.  Jennifer wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

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Note from Mao: Another update, woo.  I’m so slow, I know, I apologize.  I’ve been sick and stuff has been a bit on the crazy side, so I’ve mostly been over here relaxing and wasting time with TS3.  Apologies.  I still love my BS, but it takes a bit more energy out of me.  ;)

Jared immediately spun up the wish to get engaged to Sage, so I would definitely say he’s in it to win it, which amuses me.  Shelly won’t be pleased, I’m sure.

BS turns two here in the next week or so.  I’m planning something for that.  Hopefully it’ll make up for the update gaps!

ETA — I forgot to add, but I’m sure you’ve all noticed (but were nice enough not to mention) that this entry should come after Anderson, not before.  The deal is, I realized this AFTER I’d written out the entry.  I have pictures and everything for Anderson update, but in my silly-mindedness… went for Saunders first, sigh.  Anderson update is forthcoming, I promise.  You’ll never know it was backwards… unless you, you know, browse the archives, LOL!  ;)

November 19, 2009

Saunders – Round 27: ‘China Girl’

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 10:33 am

Sage and Daisy Saunders return home to begin their adult lives.  (Virginia’s portrait still shows adult because SimPE decided to suddenly not work)

As soon as they had settled into their old home–which had been recently remodeled as it was in desperate need–Daisy got a job.  She was working as a teacher at the local middle school.  The thought was pretty laughable to Sage, who had never been fond of school.

“We just graduated college and you’re running back to the books!”

“I like teaching,” Daisy replied, confused.  “And books.  It’s educational.”

Sage sighed,” of course it is.  You need to do something fun!

“But it is fun…”

The two settled into their normal routines; Daisy read books and Sage looked for a suitable dream guy.  Their mother was pretty scarce, she was either out or in her room.  While neither of the girls mentioned it much, her mental state after their father’s untimely death was questionable.

Sage was determined to find her Mr. Right, even if it meant going through a ton of Mr. Wrongs.

She met plenty of nice guys, but there just didn’t seem to be that ‘spark’, that special something that made her stomach flutter and her knees go weak.  She was beginning to think it was all book and movie fairytale.  If there were truly someone right for her out there, wouldn’t she have met him already?

Of course, her terrible luck could also have a hand in it.  She had a fantastic date only to have the ghost of an old pet scare her silly.  Her date was unimpressed and a little concerned.  He hadn’t seen a thing and suddenly she’s screaming and going nuts.  With his “crazy radar” beeping high, he quickly departed.  Sage knew she wouldn’t be hearing from him.

Then, there was Jared.  She met him by chance downtown and they seemed to hit it off pretty well.  She was pretty impressed to find out he was Shelly Anderson’s campaign manager and, as he put it, a major proponent to her success.

At this point, Sage wasn’t sure what she was looking for anymore.  She just enjoyed hearing his fantastical tales of political intrigue and the dirty behind the scenes stuff.  They had fun and that was all that mattered, right?  It was just dating.

Meanwhile, Daisy was pulled out of her shell by a call from Emma.  She was surprised to find out that it wasn’t about Gregory this time, no, Emma had found herself in yet another mess.  Daisy sighed.  Would she never change?

“I’m staying away, though,” Emma assured her.  “I don’t want… I mean, it’s been a long couple of months.  I’m… trying not to repeat past mistakes.  I mean… getting ‘cut off’, it’s been a wake-up call.”

“That’s good, Emma.  It is.  If I’m downtown, we’ll have to meet for lunch.  I still can’t believe it, you realize who his father is, right?  I wouldn’t trust him.”

Emma went quiet for a minute, “…I know, I’m trying to keep level headed.  I have to go, duty calls.  I’ll talk to you later, okay?”

Emma’s latest tale of romantic intrigue got Daisy thinking.  She’d never had any kind of romance in her entire life, she wasn’t even sure what type of romance she wanted.  While she had told Jennifer she was going to think about it, truth be told, she hadn’t.  She just couldn’t.  It seemed so weird.

Of course, if she kept this up, she was going to be that weird spinster teacher who lived in her sister’s house.  She was staying in their old room with the twin beds still in it.  Even if she wanted romance, there really wasn’t any to be found in the yellow and floral print room from her childhood days.

While Daisy was mourning the nonexistence of her love life, Sage was enjoying her time with Jared.  He was very charismatic, she would give him that.  It was no wonder he was waist-deep in politics, it was a gift.  He could talk an Eskimo into buying ice.

He was handsome, too, in that clean-cut probably moisturizes before he sleeps kind of way.  She was ignorant, though.  She had heard the rumors about Shelly’s troubled marriage and all the time she spent with her campaign manager.

Sage did her best to keep her feet firmly on the floor and her brain constantly on alert.  He was charming, yes, but Sage was smart.  She hadn’t survived by being some frail little flower.  Maybe that’s why she had such a hard time finding someone, they all wanted that frail flower.

“You’re spunky, you know.  If the athletics thing doesn’t work out, you should come over to the dark side,” Jared said, pulling her out of her reverie.

She laughed, “the dark side?  I guess that’s a pretty good description.  I dunno, I’m more of a sportswoman, myself.  I’ll leave the suit-wearing to those who do it well.”

“I think that was a compliment.”

“Maybe, but don’t let it go to your head.  It’s big enough as it is.”

“See?  Spunky!  I’ll talk to you later?”

She watched him walk away and let her steely exterior fade away.  Playing it rough was getting difficult, she was genuinely falling in like with this strange, charismatic, suit-wearing mystery man.

Daisy, unable to sleep, wandered out to the playground.  She sat down on the swing and sighed.  She was there for several minutes before she heard footsteps behind her.  Fear moved up her spine before she heard a familiar, female voice call out:

“Hey, long time no see.  Are you avoiding me?”

“Jennifer!”  Daisy gasped, jumping from her swing.  “You scared me!”

“I didn’t mean to sneak up on you, but I worried if you saw me, you’d run off.”

Daisy looked abashed, “I’m sorry, Jennifer.  I haven’t been avoiding you, just been in my head a lot lately.  What are you doing here, in Boreal Springs?  It’s a long way to Aperture.”

“Visiting the family, seeing my sister, my parents, you know.  I guess it was a blessing in disguise, Kit getting everything.  I mean, my parents would have had a fit if I got it and then came out.  They’re still kind of reeling.”

“Oh… you told them?”

She shrugged, “better late than never, right?”

An awkward silence passed between them.  Daisy wasn’t sure what to say and Jennifer wasn’t sure where to begin.

“I should go, I have work tomorrow,” Daisy said, turning to leave.

“Hey, Daisy?”

She paused, but didn’t turn around, “yes?”

“Keep in touch, we were always friends first.”

She nodded, feeling suddenly guilty, “I know… I will.  I promise.”

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Note from Mao: Okay, I know I said I’d update this month… but it’s been a horrible, awful month.  Bad news after bad news after bad news.  I’m not even done with my NaNoWriMo yet and we leave next week to go visit my family (which I am not looking forward to).  I played this back in October, but I’m just now getting around to assembling it and posting it.

Sorry I’ve been so absent lately.  Trying to deal with twenty million things at once.  I’ll get caught up, it just might take me some time.  Until then, I’ll try not to disappear… but updates will be sporadic.

Also, in regards to SimPE, I have NO idea what happened.  It isn’t loading data.  The progress bar just zips by and when I open the ‘Sim Selector” everything is blank and “unknown”.  The game itself is fine and the hood, too.  Buh.  May try re-installing.  I even tried updating, nothing.

July 18, 2009

Saunders – Round 26: ‘Unfortunate Finality’

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 2:21 pm

Basil and Virginia Saunders haven’t been the best parents.  Will their passage into elder hood make them realize the errors of their ways?

Basil did feel remorse for the way he had acted during his adult life.  He had two beautiful daughters and he’d all but ignored them until it was too late.  Now that he was an elder–and losing his hair–he tried his best to build a shaky bridge between them.  He even smiled and nodded when Sage mentioned that she maybe wanted the house to have a full-scale makeover.  The house had remained the absolute same pretty much since Henry Saunders was in residence and boy… that was a long time ago!

The passing of beloved cat Daenarys was a big wake-up call, too.  Life was finite.  Basil hadn’t been feeling too well lately, either.  Maybe he’d caught a cold or something at work?  He rested as much as he could and swallowed down plenty of cough medicine.

Meanwhile, Virginia was feeling her youth slip away.  In an effort to prove to herself that she was still as foxy as ever, she made the mistake of trying to make a pass at James Anderson, her coworker.  He was quick to shut her down.  Virginia’s ego deflated slightly.  He had married the town doorknob, yet he wouldn’t come near her?  Maybe she was losing her touch…

Of course, there was always Nevio.  Living across from one another, their affair had been an easy and casual one.  He was older, sure, but Nevio had always had that certain charm a lady couldn’t deny.  He made her feel better.  She still wasn’t looking forward to getting old and wrinkly.

Basil decided that after the loss of Daenarys, he missed having a pet in the house.  He’d always had cats, but maybe a dog would be fun.  He called the local pet shelter and found Roku, a lovable and playful dog in need of a home.  He certainly had fun training him and it took his mind of his illness, which seemed to be getting progressively worse.

Virginia wasn’t nearly as thrilled about the latest addition to the house.  She’d never been much of a pet person and Roku’s incessant need to roll around in the garbage about had her tearing her hair out!  How disgusting and worse, pushing the garbage can over and spilling it everywhere so she had to pick it up.

No one anticipated what happened next… Basil fell to his unexplained illness.  It turned out to be a very aggressive flu strain that developed into pneumonia, which went untreated.  Virginia found Basil crumpled up in the bathroom and called 911 only for it to be too late.  Daisy and Sage came home to mourn their father’s passing, sad that they hadn’t gotten the chance to really see him since they left.

Virginia was left alone in the house with Roku.  She was quite upset about Basil’s passing, she hadn’t anticipated that it would affect her as much as it did.

Even worse, the stress of the incident seemed to have turned her hair prematurely grey all over! She was horrified.  Getting old was one thing, but losing her lovely, red locks?  It was too much.  Now she was an old, widowed woman with a dog and gigantic house.  Who would want to be romanced by such a sad and pitiful thing?

She sighed, fingering her limp hair.  Could things get any worse?

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Note from Mao: I really fail at trying to get sims better without the use of soup!  Poor Basil came home from work with a cold.  I had him rest, sleep, and bathe constantly, but nothing worked.  :(   I missed his death because I had the game running in the background on FF while I was checking my email, sigh.  Poor Basil!

Although, the scene I came back to was pretty funny.  Virginia seems to be pretty upset that she didn’t get her kiss before he died, LOL!

February 18, 2009

Saunders – Round 24: ‘Twin Differences’

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , — Mao @ 11:53 am

Basil and Virginia haven’t been the best of parents.  Can Daisy and Sage still managed to be well-adjusted teens and eventual adults?

Daisy had found a great joy in her scholastic requirements.  She did her homework dutifully and always loved learning new things in class.  While she was quite the stunner when it came to intelligence, she was awkward and jilted when it came to other people or making friends.  It seemed Sage had taken the berth of that ability.

Sage was a natural with people, both charismatic and endlessly amusing.  She gesticulated wildly and her eyes would widen to the point of madness.  She laughed joyously and always had the best jokes.  She even managed to melt the ice around Jennifer Knight.  They were good friends.  Everyone was good friends with Sage.

It seemed their parents had finally seen the light, too.  Sure, they weren’t model parents, but they did try to somewhat put themselves in their twins’ lives.  They had dinners, they provided for them, they even got them into Private School.  Neither of the twins were quite sure where this change of heart had come from, but weren’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth.  They’d enjoy the companionship of a real family, even if it was a bit too late.

While the twins got along quite well, their differences often caused a rift to form between them.  Sage wasn’t just good with people, she was good with boys, too.  They loved talking to her and she was so witty!  Daisy never knew how to start a conversation, much less how to approach them.  Boys were like some unfathomable mystery to her.  Still, it didn’t help her feeling of loss any.

Of course, once they got bored with Sage–which is to say that Sage’s interest in people was rather shallow–they came to Daisy and that is where they remained.  While Sage only showed a tiny interest in them, Daisy dove headlong into deep, riveting conversations about their hobbies, interest, their life, everything.  She was deeply interest in people.

Meanwhile, Basil had been distracted from his pottery wheel by an abandoned and slightly charred trainset he found hidden away in the house.  With much effort, he brought it out and slowly began to restore it.  It definitely had the whole of his attention.  Virginia wasn’t nearly as interested, more apt to sit and widdle away her days online while her husband absentmindedly played with the train.

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Note from Mao: Sorry for the break, RL sucks.  But we’re back.  Virginia and Basil actually showed an interest in the teens.  Daisy is Knowledge, Sage is Family/Popularity.  The trainset?  Well, I just think it’s really neat, LOL.

January 25, 2009

Saunders – Round 23: ‘Hard to Handle, End’

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 12:36 pm

(Sorry for the lack of updated family picture!  My own fault, forgot to extract the twin’s child pictures before they aged to teen.  D’oh… and as for Aiyana, well, I figured it was already messed up, so why bother, LOL)

Despite their parents almost complete indifference to their existence, the twins managed to get along all right.  They did their homework together and generally spent quite a bit of their time in one another’s company.  School was okay, but they were having a hard time separating and getting along with other kids.  Their bond was a bit stronger than most due to their parents negligence.

Virginia was much too busy trying to turn a profit off of Basil’s obsession.  It was going well, so far.  I mean, it was just a tiny business run out of a side room of their house.  Maybe if they made enough, they could have a bigger venue.  It was also a way to keep Virginia and Basil from having to enter the workforce.  Neither of them were too keen on that idea, as much as Damien tried to push it.  Sometime after Aiyana’s death, he retired and now they were living on his pension.

Of course, the old can’t go on forever, no matter how much they wish they could.  Damien was forced to leave his granddaughters in the care of their inept parents.  Death wouldn’t take no for an answer, and wasn’t too keen on Damien’s excuses.  He shoved a tropical drink in his hand and drug Damien off to the other side.

Basil dealt with the death of Damien the only way he really knew how, but spending even more time obsessing over his pottery wheel.  It had truly become a worrisome habit, he rarely left.  The girls were growing rapidly, but he’d have no idea, because he never left that room.

Virginia saw them, but paid them no mind.  She was much too busy trying to make the business work.  Damien was dead and his pension with him.  She had to find a source of income that didn’t involve hard, manual labor.  She was much too pretty for that!  The twins had come to ignore her as much as she ignored them.

While they had issue making friends at first, Daisy seemed to come out of her shell much quicker than her twin, Sage.  She met the eccentric Rosa Anderson.  The two bonded in the fact that neither of them looked like they belonged in their respective families.  Rosa was odd and Daisy was friendly.  They get on quite well.  This was definitely a good thing, as tensions had been growing between Sage and Daisy recently…

Sage had begun bullying Daisy, not out of cruelty, but simply as an outlet.  They were siblings and as a rule of nature, siblings fought.  At first, Daisy took it in stride, but eventually, enough was enough!

She began to fight back, much to Sage’s surprise.  The two tormented each other quite ruthlessly, but it didn’t seem to change anything.  They’d be angry for awhile and then resume their usual routinue.  It just seemed to be a way to let off some steam.

At the end of the day, they were still together.  Daisy was the only one who could sleep through Sage playing noisy video games.

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Note from Mao: Torment is hilarious!  I love it.  The pocket thing and then the hands in the face thing.  I keep imagining them going, “I’m not touching you!” over and over.  Silly kids.  But they get along, nonetheless.  Basil and Virginia really do ignore them.  These kids live off leftovers!

January 2, 2009

Saunders – Round 22: ‘Hard to Handle, Pt. 7′

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 11:38 am

Damien and Aiyana Saunders are happy to have two grandchildren, but they’re not so pleased with the way they’re being raised.  Basil is too busy ‘creating’ and Virginia, well, she’s got her own things to do…

Damien continued to help with the care of the twins, even though they were becoming more self-sufficient.  He hoped that his son and daughter-in-law would spend more time with them now.  They weren’t babies and dirty diapers were few and far between, especially since he and Aiyana had potty trained them.  Unfortunately, Virginia and Basil were too busy gossiping about the quick engagement and marriage of Nevio Anderson that ended in death.

Aiyana seemed to be suspicious of Virginia’s motives with Nevio Anderson.  She’d seen her daughter-in-law spending a little too much time over there and decided to confront her directly.  Well, in the most direct way that Aiyana was capable of.  She made mention of Nevio being a bachelor again and that the ladies often found him attractive.  She watched Virginia’s face carefully.

“He even has affairs with married women!” She added for effect.

Basil butted in, “affairs with married women?  Not nearly as much as Shang Yu.  I still remember the fallout from that disaster.”

“What are you trying to say, anyway?” Virginia said, ignoring Basil’s interruption.

“Nothing, nothing at all…” Aiyana sighed, disappointed in her boy’s lack of common sense.

Unfortunately, Aiyana would never get the chance to clue Basil in.  She shuffled off the mortal coil not long after.  She had a long and happy life and while everything may not have gone well, she had salvaged what she could.  She only hoped Damien remained long enough to care for the twins as they deserved, instead of being left to the neglect and apathy of their parents.

Damien and Basil were beside themselves with grief.

Virginia, on the other hand, was quite pleased.  Aiyana had known something about Virginia’s little ‘on the side affairs’ and now that she was gone, there was no chance of it getting out or to Basil.  Virginia had never really been a one woman kind of man and certainly not mother of the year material.  She left the children to Damien and Basil’s care and spent most of her time upstairs on the balcony, inhaling smoke, or out enjoying her youth.

Daisy and Sage grew into children before long.  They missed their grandma, but their grandpa was still around.  They were closer to him than their own parents.  When they weren’t following Damien around, they enjoyed being competitive with one another.  Sage was a bit more serious about it than Daisy was.  Then again, Sage always seemed to be serious about everything whereas Daisy was a bit more easy-going.

Their delinquent mother was too busy checking out the very illegal paperboy to tell the girls not to play in the middle of the street while they waited for the bus.  The only reason she was out there was because she was going for ‘a walk’.  The girls had gotten used to her snubbing of them and so they ignored her just as she did them.

It was Damien’s job to make sure they did well in school.  He taught them how to do their homework and helped them with it anytime they needed it.  Basil was too busy, locked up in his pottery room.  Virginia, well, Damien wasn’t completely sure he trusted her to be responsible for the girls.  He just hoped he would make it until they became teenagers who could care completely for themselves and be independent of their parents.

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Note from Mao: Virginia really is a horrible mother.  She never does anything with the twins, at all.  She never fed them, held them, etc.  It was all Damien and Aiyana, and sometimes Basil.  He’s usually too busy making stuff, though.  The picture of Virginia and girls playing on the street cracked me up too much not to add it!

December 20, 2008

O`Hanlon 2 – Round 21: ‘Womanizer, Pt. 2′

Filed under: O`Hanlon — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 12:36 am

Patrick O`Hanlon was enjoying his life as a bachelor, until one of his ‘friends’, Viola, came along and needed a place to stay…

The addition of Viola directly into Patrick’s life had been a hastily made decision.  He couldn’t just leave her out in the cold, but he wasn’t particularly looking for a live-in lover, either.  He enjoyed his women at arm’s length, where he decided what was done.  Now he had to deal with her everyday and sometimes, he even found himself feeling a little guilty at having other women over.  Guilt, seriously?  This was not something Patrick wanted to deal with.

Viola, however, had no qualms about the living situation.  She made herself perfectly comfortable.  It took her some time to find a job and until she did, she hung out in her pajamas and watched TV.  She wasn’t completely useless, she would cook, clean, and try to pick up some of the slack left by Patrick’s work schedule.  Viola didn’t want to be a burden.

She did eventually find work at the local elementary school, however.  It was enough to make her consider that perhaps she should looking into some sort of adult education program.  She found a love and fondness for children she hadn’t previously known of, so wrapped up in the glamorous styling of being moderately famous.

Patrick, meanwhile, had taken to waiting until Viola was either gone or sleeping to indulge his romantic ways.  He was spending more time with Viola than he cared for and so was driven to prove himself the same old womanizer he’d always been.  Virginia Saunders was an easy catch, too easy.  It was obvious he was grabbing at straws.

Alyssa would tell him to stop being and idiot and think.  He was intelligent, he could see all the signs, he just didn’t want to.  Patrick wasn’t in love, but he was becoming comfortable and comfort was dangerous.

Viola found herself feeling a similar uneasiness, though hers was not caused by confusion.  Her time with Patrick had been spent in haste and stupidity, for she showed all the signs of being pregnant.  She wasn’t sure what to do once she found out her worries were true.  Telling Patrick didn’t seem like an option… but she couldn’t hide it forever.

This was when Viola found it hard.  No friends to confide in, completely alone and forced to deal with something so sudden and unexpected.  She spent the first two months of her pregnancy lost in a fog of uncertainty and worry.

Despite his intelligence, Patrick lacked common sense.  So when he saw that Viola had put on a little weight, he thought simply that the sedentary lifestyle she led was catching up to her.  He would kindly suggest a gym membership or even some at-home pilates.  Anything, really, because the weight of her on his lap was becoming a bit painful.

“Have you gained weight?” Patrick asked pointedly, though not unkindly.  “You’re cutting off my leg circulation.”

Sade chose precisely that moment to barge in, “ugh, can’t you guys stop that?  It’s gross.  No wonder she’s pregnant!”

Viola’s face turned pale and the pain Patrick felt was no longer akin to Viola’s weighted form on his lap.  No, this one started in his chest and threatened to spread to his limbs.  In his haste to rise, he nearly threw Viola to the floor.

“What?  You didn’t know?  Idiot,” was all Sade offered, rolling her brown eyes.

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Note from Mao: I really didn’t intend for Viola to get knocked up.  Why are all my sims getting knocked up, seriously, LOL.  This does not bode well for poor Patrick.  Sigh!  Oh, and Sade really did burst in on her own.  She has a tendency of doing that…

December 6, 2008

Saunders – Round 21: ‘Hard to Handle, Pt. 6′

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , , , — Mao @ 6:06 pm

Damien and Aiyana did not have an easy beginning, but they’re happy now.  Unfortunately, they don’t have much time to themselves, being forced to take care of Basil and his new wife, as well as their children.

Virginia wasn’t exactly pleased to find out she was expecting.  She became even less enamored with the idea as time pressed onward and her stomach continued to grow.  She felt like a fat cow and that wasn’t something Virginia was used to.  She was used to being hot and sexy, spending her nights at the club and ignoring cat calls from perverted and drunken males.  Now she was stuck barfing, eating, and feeling generally bloated.

Worse yet was what the pregnancy resulted in–twin girls, Sage and Daisy.  Virginia and Basil were not prepared at all with what faced them.  Damien and Aiyana did their best to pick up the slack, to try and show the two hapless youths how to properly care for their newborn babies… unfortunately, it didn’t seem to work.

Virginia really had no maternal instinct.  She was more content to sit by and let someone else do the ‘child rearing’.  Basil was too busy doing his crafts.  It all fell on Aiyana and Damien.

Damien was overjoyed to have grandchildren.  River, though the older of the two, had yet to give them any and it didn’t seem like it would be happening anytime soon.  Sure, she was more responsible, but Damien was more concerned with the fact that here, he could cuddle them and care for them directly.  It was a shame that Virginia and Basil didn’t want to have more to do with their babies.

He was happy, however, that Basil had turned his hobby into a business venture.  Damien often helped him sell his wares in Aiyana’s old massage building.  She’d given it up with her increasing age, the arthritis in her hands making it difficult to continue her craft.  She did help Basil sometimes, though, with his pottery.

River visited often and was none-too-pleased with how her younger brother was treating their aging parents.  She read him the riot act regularly, though it fell on deaf ears.

“You can’t just use our parents as servants, Basil!  Take some responsibility!”

Basil would simply laugh her off and go about his business.  He didn’t see what he did as using his parents, he saw it as them helping.  If they had a problem with it, wouldn’t they say something?  River just needed to mind her own business.

Thanks to their grandparents, Daisy and Sage became toddlers and were quite happy and healthy little ones.  They were mischievous, though the two couldn’t be anymore different.  They seemed to come from completely different spectrum, and not just by their looks, but their personalities.  Only time will tell how they make out once their grandparents are gone.

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Note from Mao: Sorry there’s no individual shot of the twins.  This house was nuts.  The twins crack me up, though.  Could they look anymore different, seriously?  Daisy doesn’t even have her father or mother’s skintone–she has Aiyana’s, as well as her face template.  Sage seems to have Virginia’s.  River really did come over frequently and yell at River.  It was pretty funny.

December 5, 2008

Anderson – Round 21: ‘Turn Me Loose, Pt. 5′

Filed under: Anderson — Tags: , , , , , , , , , — Mao @ 12:40 pm

Alyssa Anderson is trying her best to make sure her family name prevails, despite her careless son Nevio’s attempts otherwise.  Isolde seems to be a lost cause, but Adora is turning out to be more of an Anderson than anyone expected.

Isolde’s family may think she’s a ‘lost cause’, but she thinks otherwise.  She wants nothing to do with their silly familial ceremonies and rites of passage.  She’s more interested in her teenage love, Timothy, and her interests in the paranormal.  Thanks to Lilith Yu, she’s finding out a ton about the world beyond.  Thankfully, Timothy is respectful of her interests.

Nevio is making his own kind of friendships, much to Alyssa’s chagrin.  It was one thing to mess around with random women from Aperture, but to form relationships with married women from the same street?  Alyssa nearly had a heart attack when she found her son laughing with Virginia Saunders, who is also very pregnant and near her due date!

It was hard to believe she had raised a son with so little tact.

Alyssa certainly hadn’t been an angel herself.  She had ruined her marriage by cheating with Shang Yu, but she had made peace with her past mistakes and she hadn’t seen Shang in a long time.  Unfortunately, while she had meant to focus on her family, she had gotten sidetracked by another–Patrick O`Hanlon.  He was young, way too young, but he wasn’t like the other casanovas.  He was intelligent and skilled in things other than smooth talking.

It was during one of her events that she met up with him again.  He had come to see if there was anything she could do for his friend, Viola.  Alyssa was saddened that she could not, for she had pulled too many strings to get him where he was.

There had been a time, before this, that Patrick had inquired about seriously being with Alyssa.  She was intelligent and interesting, all the things the other women in his life were not.  She was older, but that came with power and position.  Unfortunately, Alyssa had declined and said she was much too old to be someone’s keeper and she had to focus on her family.  It was his first break in showbiz that had been her parting gift to him.  She was only mayor, but she had many, many friends.

It was a bittersweet farewell, for Alyssa knew it would likely be the last time she saw Patrick.  She wished him well.  If she had been younger, maybe, but she knew it was senseless to think such things.

While Alyssa was away for her event, Nevio was causing even more trouble.  Cara had been jogging by one day while he was going out to get the mail.  He stopped and asked after her, noting how she’d managed to get her figure back so quickly after giving birth.  Cara asked after Roman, wondering where he was and if Nevio knew.  Nevio did not.

As she ran off, Nevio began to wonder what his brother was up to that his wife didn’t know where he was…

Isolde knew better than to think Shelly wanted to make peace when she got off the bus with her, but she ignored her instincts and went along with it.  What she got in return was Shelly going over how Timothy and Isolde were from two different worlds and how it would never last, because Isolde was obviously a freak.  Isolde hated the fact that Shelly was technically her aunt and so she couldn’t kick her out.  She had to wait until Shelly left.

Adora, meanwhile, was doing extremely well thanks to Alyssa’s tuteledge.  She brought home straight A’s and her teachers were always beaming about her progress.  Nevio was certainly impressed with his daughter, though he knew it was mostly thanks to Alyssa and not his own awesome parenting.

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Note from Mao: Poor Isolde.  Shelly really did come home with her and lecture her.  Alyssa and Patrick really did have a relationship at one point, but it never made it to the blog because Alyssa treated it casually and Patrick did not.  They dated while Patrick was in University and a little afterwards.

Every time he sees her, he rolls up that want, and then sometimes will fear it, too.  But he never wants to marry anyone else.  They went on one last date because I was sure Alyssa would be gone by the end of this round.  Seems she’s got a few hours left.

September 22, 2008

Anderson 2 – Round 20: ‘The Look of Love, Pt. 2′

Filed under: Anderson — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 4:32 pm

Kate Anderson is divorced, but she’s happy her only child, Hugh, was able to find the love of his life in Kenya.  Now she’s just biding her time until she’s presented with grandbabies!

Lyra gave birth to a litter of four pups, 2 girls and 2 boys, named Toph, Kitara, Aang, and Sakka.  This meant there were six dogs at once in the small house, most of them all trying to crowd into one room at a time.  Hugh was adamant that they’d give the pups to neighbors, but Kenya found it difficult to avoid not tripping over one of the pups.

Her agitation was mostly due to the fact that she found herself in a family way and her moods were swinging faster than boxing league champ.  Hugh was over the moon, as was Kate, who instantly began converting the former downstairs master suite into a lovely little nursery.  They had also recently begun construction of a pool in the backyard, too.

Kate soon was feeling her age and while most people’s hair gradually shifted to gray or white, Kate’s seemed to happen over night.  She didn’t bother with dyeing it back, she was proud of her soon-to-be status of grandma.  Hugh’s happiness was all she needed, it seemed.  She’d spent her life constantly trying to force her happiness, but all she ever needed was to stop and look to her son.  He was the best thing that could have happened to her.

Kenya spent her maternity leave taking care of the many dogs and trying to keep the house clean.  Roman had been very strict about when she would be returning to work and while she had enjoyed her job, she realized that family was more important to her.  She wanted more children after this and she wasn’t sure if she still had room in her life for the demanding job of manager.

She would discuss it with Hugh and see what could be done.

Kenya also struck up an unlikely friendship with her neighbor, Virginia Saunders.  She was also pregnant and home a lot, so the two had a bond there.  Other than that, they were complete opposites.  Kenya enjoyed Virginia’s companionship, though, and tried to ignore the comments she sometimes made in regards to family lifestyles.

Finally, little Lydia Anderson joined the family.  She had her father’s coloring, her grandma Kate’s brown eyes, and dark hair.  She was adorable and her parents couldn’t stop cooing over it.  Kenya was certain she didn’t want to leave little Lydia in the care of a nanny and so she decided she’d discuss her plans of leaving with her boss.

Hugh, meanwhile, set about giving away the now grown pups to neighbors.  He even managed to get some money for them, thanks to Kenya being home to train them properly.  They were an odd lot, but lovable and surely a good addition to the other families.  Who knows, maybe those pups would go on to have some of their own.

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Note from Mao: I was completely expecting TWINS!  Hugh has the final family benefit!  Maybe next time, because now Kenya has it, too.  She needs three kids for her LTW.

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