Hi all, and welcome back to Herping and Derping. As you may have heard or guessed, I’ve started my semester at Uni
*boohiss*. I’m going to try to keep updating consistently, but I’m going to try to clean my game out first (as it’s so laggy it’s ridiculous, it just can’t handle CC the way TS2 can).
Anyway. Let’s see what’s up.
It’s time for Bear’s birthday! Seriously, didn’t it seem like he was a puppy forever? XD I might need to adjust that age, it just seems too long compared to a Sim’s life.
Dat face. 😀
Attack of the sparklies!
Erm… Is it bad that I’m a little disappointed? I was expecting a Bernese Mountain dog, not a schnauzer. XD
Bear seems befuddled by the transformation as well.
‘Tis a shame, but puppyhood was fun while it lasted. Gone are the days of constant Bear picspam!
In other birthday news: Chum becomes a toddler today! 😀
She… looks pretty much like ever other ghost toddler. XD
After a makeover. It just seems weird to me for toddlers to have long hair. I don’t see a toddler as enjoying having long hair, but when I was young, I think I had pretty long hair too… maybe I just don’t like long hair? XD
Bear: I’m here to check out the little one. Want to know what I’m up against as far as picspam competition is concerned.
Bear: Darn, she’s cute. D:
Bear: Hey, Sim-Pup, don’t try to steal away my glory!
Bear: Well, she is awfully cute. Maybe we can share the limelight.
And that’s how Bear made a new friend. XD
Goober: Thanks for coming over, Lysk. We can have a lot more fun here than we could at the park.
Goober: Speaking of which… do you want to stay the night?
Oh, it’ll be fun alright. Muahahaha.
OMG her hand. What are you going to do with that, Goober? What are you trying to grab?! XD
Well whatever it was, Lysk seemed to like it. XD
Both: *making goo goo eyes*
Goober: How about we take this upstairs? 😉
And Goober finally gets her shower woohoo! *insert porno music here*
Dramatic zoom in!
Wow, they are all up in each other’s personal space, eh? XD Just based on that blur. 😛
Goober: Look at that. That ass. Those buns of steel. I tapped that.
Congrats. I hope you remembered to use a condom.
Goober: Why would we use protection? I’m rebellious; woohoo is more fun this way.
Alright then, you’re an adult, you can make your own decisions. I just hope you’re prepared for potential consequences.
Lysk: Again?! Hot damn.
Goober: Just shut up and get over here!
Those are some lusty expressions they’ve got there. XD
Yeah they want it.
Okay, seriously, stop it you two. I fuss all the time about how “50 Shades of Grey” is barely disguised pornography and with all of this simsecks Herping and Derping is working its way right on up there. XD
Goober is obviously obsessed with Lysk’s ass. She’s constantly admiring it. And congratulating herself for being able to enjoy the man attached to it.
All this talk of asses reminds me of another Samwell song…
No comment. But he’s obviously pleased with himself. 😛
And then… this pop-up. This only happens when sims are getting close to meeting Grim. D: WUMBO. D: D: D:
Cuddles is still being a good dad to Chum. 😛
She seems fascinated by his nose freckles. XD
I love this picture. ❤ He really is a good father.
Adventures in toddler skilling. Doesn’t seem to be going well. XD
Cuddles: Come on, Chum, say Dada!
Cuddles: If you don’t say it, you’ll be attacked by the tickle monster! Alright, you were warned! Tickle tickle tickle!
Chum: *squeals in delight*
Cuddles: Well, that wasn’t effective.
While Cuddles was taking care of business, Dutchman summoned me over to her work station out of nowhere.
Dutchman: I’m not sure, I just felt the need to stand up and-
Dutchman: Oh! Well would you look at that.
Yep, Baby #2 is on the way!
I just… I love the nursery in this house. It’s pretty much the only thing I like, but I like it a lot. Unfortunately, when I build them a new home I’m going to use minimal custom content so that I can reduce lag, which means no cluttered nursery unless I’m sure it won’t slow the lot down. *sigh* I shouldn’t have this problem on an Alienware computer but TS3 is a game that just isn’t well-designed for custom content.
Yes, that is an apple.
I mean, don’t you all feel like it’s been a while since a boy has been born in this house? Because Chip was seriously the last one. And he was born a while ago. XD
OKAY OKAY STOP BUMMING ME OUT PLEASE.
Lazy dog. *grumble grumble*
What are these elders doing?!?! I don’t even-
All of those sad Wumbo-related pop-ups prompted me to go and visit her. Apparently, she was having a party. A pre-funeral party? Everybody seems kind of morbid. XD
It’s hilarious in a sad way.
Dutchman: Well, let’s get this warped idea of a family reunion over with…
Meanwhile, at home…
Goober: Hey EVP, I don’t feel so hot!
Goober: Oh , giant red plumbbob of Will Wright –
Well, let’s leave her to that…
Goopy: Dutchman! I’m glad you could make it. Say, were you invited?
Dutchman: Actually, I just decided to stop by. I didn’t know you guys were throwing a party…
Goopy: Well, Mother has a morbid sense of humor, throwing a party in her current condition…
Goopy: Well, regardless of the circumstances, it’s nice to see the other side of the family here. Mother has been quite estranged from Weast ever since she married Father, and aside from them, you guys are the only other family we have.
Ah, yes. The whole ‘Aunt Weast married Wumbo’s husband Pat’ beast rears its ugly head. Well, what did you expect at a pre-mortem Derpington reunion?
I know I didn’t really expect this. Seems Wumbo has a lot of friends. I don’t know who these Bridgeport characters are, aside from the vampire lady, but over there on the left is Michael Tomyoy, aka Matthew’s father from Wumbo’s booty call back in Lunar Lakes.
Speaking of Pat just recently, apparently, this is what he’s been up to. Seriously, what are these elders doing?!
And then, just across the street from Wumbo’s house, I spy this gem. Uh, Chip? Why are you wearing that?
Chip: Well, I’m undercover for the police department.
Perhaps it would be better for you to be undercover someplace out of the open? XD
And just to prove to you that this is Chip, and he’s still in the police force. XD
I didn’t know that Undercover Specialists dressed up like criminals. It’s cool and hilarious. 😛
Dutchman: Wow, Aunt Wumbo sure does have a lot of friends…
They aren’t all friends. Some of them are your extended family. Let’s meet them, shall we?
This is Matthew Derpington, Wumbo’s son from her booty call with Michael Tomyoy that was discussed earlier. Definitely Wumbo’s son. XD
This is one of Goopy’s sons with Noela Spector, Percy.
You can certainly see the familial resemblance. XD
Everybody seems very obsessed with this ghetto-fab rapper-esque character standing in Wumbo’s living room.
Goopy and Percy: Dayum!
Dutchman: So, Goopy, I’ve been meaning to ask… is Wumbo really in that bad a condition that she shouldn’t be having this party? I mean, are we going to get to see her here?
Goopy: I hope she comes, Dutchman, although I’m still not sure why she insisted on having this gathering. Honestly, I don’t think she has much time left.
Percy: Don’t look now, Dad, but the guest of honor has just arrived!
Wumbo: Well hey there, EVP, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you around. I don’t know that we’ve even spoken since that rascal Pat ran off with Weast.
Still sore about that I see…
Wumbo: Not really. I’m tired of it all, actually. I’m just about to give my final salute to life and hopefully the next round of things will get better.
Awww, Wumbo, don’t say that. D: I remember when you were born, I just don’t believe it’s time for you to go yet. D:
Wumbo: Now what I want to know is what all of these people are doing in my house!!!
You invited them, you senile old bat! XD Who decides to throw a party when they’re dying anyway, I don’t even….
Meanwhile, this. So I guess whenever he moves in, we’ll have another dog. XD Great. Because that’s exactly what I wanted when we’re going to have four adults and three babies. Two dogs.
Wumbo: So, you’re the one they picked, eh? You look a lot like that imaginary friend my brother married.
Dutchman: Well, she was my mother, so it makes sense…
Wumbo: Well, I wish you guys luck in your future endeavors to become more and more attractive. Also, I’d like to request that you don’t bury me next to that dumbass ex-husband of mine.
Dutchman: Don’t worry, Aunt Wumbo, I’ll make sure that doesn’t happen.
And later that night, it happened. D: Rest in peace, Wumbo. You were the oldest of the first generation, and the readers were there when you were first born. Now they’ve seen you off to the next life.
You will be missed.
Life goes on for the family, Toddler training is a bear and a half, but we manage.
Cuddles is also celebrating his birthday tonight! I can’t believe how fast time is going by. I mean I know he was a lot older than Dutchman but still.
This also means that Penny, Chip, and Peaches are all adults now, too.
Cuddles: Woo! Getting old!
Not so sure that’s something to be celebrated, but I’ll let him have his moment.
Cuddles: Wait a minute. Growing old means I’m that much closer to dying.
Becoming aware of your mortality just now?
Cuddles: It also means an increased risk that I’ll experience erectile dysfunction. Oh Plumbbob if I can’t woohoo… NO I’M NOT READY I DON’T WANT THIS!
It’s too late hun.
Cuddles: I’m… still intact?
It would appear so, although you’ll have to check below the waist yourself.
Cuddles: Okay, okay, I can handle this… as long as you buy me a nice car. OH, and I get a tattoo.
Yeah, that’s right, a Midlife Crisis. *sigh*
Oh, and yeah, no divorces. Sorry Cuddles. XD
My Sims abuse the moodlet manager. They use it so much they could probably qualify for some kind of rehab.
Dutchman: They tried to stop me moodlet managing, and I said no, no, no!
Is it too soon since Amy Winehouse died to make fun of her? Screw it, I’m doing it anyway.
In all seriousness though, they get a lot more done by using the moodlet manager. They can spend a lot more time with Chum and make sure she learns all of her toddler skills.
Yes, Cuddles is exploring the catacombs. Why? Well, I like to live dangerously and the constant threat of a bear attack is exciting. Plus, he was already at the cemetery and he didn’t really have anything better to do, so might as well go looking for fun stuff, right?
We were at the cemetery to pick up Wumbo. ): That’s her in the middle. She’s tucked in nice and cozy between her mother and her brother.
R.I.P. hun. D:
I hope it goes without saying that I pushed the stick.
Mother-Daughter spam. 🙂
Goober: Well, this is awkward.
What, Lysk didn’t go home?
Goober: Not exactly.
Oh. Speaking of Mother-Daughter spam… XD
Goober: How does one tell their dead mother to get out of their bed because one needs to sleep?
It’s never really come up for me so I don’t know what to tell you.
Goober: Well, I guess I could sleep in the guest bedroom and –
Goober: Oh wow.
Yeah, I guess you had too much fun with Lysk. XD
Finally! Yay Chum!
I forget about these frogs. I’m amazed they’re still living (Stu too. I forget about pets in terrariums, I’m amazed that I can even keep hermit crabs irl).
They’re pretty cool looking though. Weird but cool. XD
Because he’s always neglected, I got Dutchman to teach him some songs. This brings back so many memories of Leedle it’s almost sad. :’)
Also, note the large aquarium in the background. That one is easy to keep because it’s all digital. 😛
Anyway… speaking of lovebirds, Goober decided to invite Lysk over to tell him the big news. She had to wait until he got off of work in the afternoon, which makes it a bit dangerous for him to come over considering how easily he burns. XD
Goober: Wow, what happened to your hair Lysk?
Lysk: I just got back from work. As you can imagine, they aren’t too fond of the spikes.
And yet the piercings are okay…?
Goober: Okay, well, never mind that. The reason I invited you over is pretty important. We need to talk about baby shoes.
Lysk: Baby… shoes?
Goober: Um, well, you see, we’ll need to be buying them because it turns out I’m pregnant.
Goober: Are… are you okay?
Lysk: I just… wow that was really unexpected. It explains why you look so bloated though.
Goober: Gee, you know just how to make a girl feel great about herself…
Lysk: Sorry, I really am happy. But I’ve got to go. *runs down street*
What the-? Where are you going?!
Goober: He’s not getting away that easily!
Goober: Thinks he can run away from me… *grumble grumble*
Lysk: Who is it?
Goober: Who do you think, you asshole?!
Lysk: Maybe if I turn the music up loud enough, she’ll be pacified?
They say music soothes the savage beast but I don’t think they had pregnant women in mind when they came up with that saying.
Goober: Okay, what’s up. Why are you acting so weird?
Lysk: Me? I’m not acting weird…
Goober: Yes you are.
Lysk: Okay, maybe I’m just a little scared about being a father… and passing on my vampirism to our baby… I don’t want our child to have to drink blood the rest of their life.
Goober: Is that what you’re worried about? Look, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. This baby isn’t even born yet. Besides, you’re a great person even with your vampirism. I’m sure you can teach our child ways to drink blood without hurting anybody.
Lysk: You’re right, Goober. I’m sorry I ran away.
Goober: It’s alright, Lysk. Now, how about we go home?
Lysk: Home? But-
Goober: I want you to move in with me. Please?
Lysk: Okay, Goob. Okay.
The…. the money. :O
This is Lysk’s little puppy Petunia. Only I didn’t like the name Petunia very much so now she’s named Amelia. They are both kind of quirky so I don’t feel bad about changing it.
She seems unsure about leaving to join the craziness that is the Derpington household.
Lysk: It’s okay, Amelia, we’ll go together…
And that’s the end of this chapter! Next time – simultaneous pregnancies, romance, and maybe babies!
Also, I’ve got to get my shit together because I need to move these guys into a new neighborhood and house because of all of this lag and I haven’t gotten anywhere with the house and I only have two more chapters worth of pictures taken. XD
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Until next time, happy simming everybody! 😀