Previously, on Pause: Monique grew into a teen and now has a man’s voice, Jacqueline grew into a teen and frequently stole Dove’s candy, Dove was ignored, twin girls were born who both turned out to be evil, and Jude and Roy both died *cries*
Myra continued to feel lonely without Jude and frequently strangled herself to make death come faster....though she is insane, maybe she’s doing it for the sheer fun of it.
Bon continues to tell himself that even though he’s a loner he still loves living in a house with 7 women...
Monique hits the gym and finds out strength workouts are a lot harder than cardio...
Myra went next door to enjoy some old lady gossip and was immediately attacked by the new housemate.
Myra: “I’m in a rockband wench. I train for hours every day to fight off fans and groupies. Well not so much the groupies.”
Myra: “Why are you attacking a poor old woman anyway? You’re too ugly to be a groupie and I don’t swing that way.” Lady: “You fell asleep at your last concert. I wanted my $18 dollars back.”
Bon: “Why yes my first wife did break my heart and scar emotionally. How did you know?” Hannah: “I know all.”
Tracey: “....and then they leave it on your face and all your wrinkles disappear!” Shannon: “You mustn’t of had one in AGES.” These two are evil. I don’t understand why Bon and Tracey want to spend so much time with them when Dove had nice traits and she fell asleep on the floor every day.
SEE! Poor dove, she grows into a child and still falls asleep on the floor.
...and Bon just looks at her and does nothing.... Poor Dove.
Dove: “That’s weird. I don’t remember there being a toy box in the hall before” ???: *snicker*
Shannon: *snicker* “Okay what was I meant to do...oh yeah, yell boo as she walks past. This will scare her good. I’m a genius.”
Tracey: “Don’t you think that as a mother, I would make a great candidate for leader of this city. Because I understand the needs of the everyday perfect family with their first time marriage and their legitimate kids?” Jacqui: Is she seriously asking my opinion on this?
Jacqui: “Why sure you could. I’m sure that Grandaddy Jude wasn’t really that popular as mayor and even though he’s dead people will still vote for him and you’re beating by a man getting eaten by worms. No, I’m sure that won’t happen.”
Tracey: “Why do I continue to try to talk to that evil brat? I should have sent her off to boarding school while I had the chance!” Dove: “Hi mum! Did you want to play on the swings with me?”
Tracey: “No, I did not come out here to waste my life on a children’s play toy. I’m trying to ask people whether I’d be a good mayor but apparently I’m not! Tell me I’d be a good mayor!”
Dove: “Oh God I’m sorry. No one ever speaks to me. I don’t know what I’m meant to say in conversations!”
Grim looks a lot better than he did last chapter... Grim: “Myra, this is a very grave situation.”
Myra: “Check me out, I’m floating. And see through. Does this mean people can see the thoughts I’ve got locked in my head?”
Grim: “Umm before we go....what did you think of my joke. I spent all last night coming up with it.” Myra: “It was pretty good.” Grim: “Thanks, I’m trying to soften my image a little. People just scream and beg whenever they see me. It gets a little tiresome.”
Myra: “Grimmy, I saw this and I thought of you...” Hey, where did you get one of those!? I don’t remember it being in your inventory. Still, it doesn’t work on old age *scoffs at Myra gesture*
Grim: “Why thankyou. What a kind gesture. I know the perfect place to put it. Good day.” WHAT?! IT DOES WORK ON OLD AGE! WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN!
So this angry, insane old woman is 72 again?! No, I am not putting up with her for another 20 days. I moved her out to a little cottage, where she can be as insane as she likes. She can come back to the Pause house when she’s a tombstone.
Jacqui: “That is one cunning woman, outsmarting death like that. She must be sitting on a fortune so big that she wants all to herself, but I’m going to get it. Just watch old lady, you can’t have many more of those flowers.” MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH
Jacqui: “What is this evil being doing lurking in a children’s toybox?”
Hannah: “Look I found a horse.” Jacqueline: “Hannah, the toy box isn’t fun and games. It’s a critical part of the evil training program.”
Tracey: “Hey Bon, we love each other don’t we.” Bon: “We sure do.” Tracey: “And our 3 children are blessings aren’t they.” Bon: “You mean our 5— sure our 3 children are blessings.” Tracey: “Have you ever wanted to be more blessed. I know I have.”
Bon: “Sorry no time to talk, I need to go to work so I can supply for my lovely family that I wouldn’t want to change in anyway.”
Tracey: “Okay dear, have fun at work. By the way I’m pregnant.” *sigh*
Tracey was desperate to share the good news with someone and she may have blurted it out to Jacqueline. Jacqueline: “Huh, and I thought ladies over 50 couldn’t have children.”
If looks could kill, Jacqueline would burst into flames right about now.
Monique was more receptive to Tracey’s news. Tracey: “This is all I wanted someone to do.”
Bon: “Man, I came home from work and Tracey ate all the food in the fridge again. Why is she eating so much all of a sudden...”
Bon: *gasp* “I know why ladies suddenly start eating so much! It can only be two things and neither are good.”
Bon: “Tracey, please tell me that you’re eating so much because you have a deadly parasite.”
Tracey: “How dare you call our new baby a parasite!”
Bon: “Oh god, it is the other thing. Why? Don’t we already have enough of them? Was it too much to ask that all I wanted in life was a small bird to keep me company.”
Tracey: “If you don’t come over here, I’ll see to it that you can never have any more children!” Bon: “That sounds like a good thing, but at the same time I want to hold on to my genitals and be happy they are still there.”
Bon: “So there’s a baby in there huh?” Aww that’s such a cute photo.
Bon: “So let’s be clear. Are you sure it’s not just a parasite?”
Tracey and Monique are finally starting to get along. I think it’s the hatred they both share for the babysitter. Tracey: “You know, when I pay for the help, that’s what I expect the person to be doing.”
Bon: “I know it’s hard babysitting evil toddlers and sometimes you need to avoid them so you don’t get tarred and feathered, but we don’t pay you to wipe my high scores off every game I own.” Tracey: “Oh start being a man and fire her!” Monique: Yeah, kick that tramp out of the house Dad!”
Monique: “Marriage must be so cool. Having a husband is basically like having a slave and a suck-up.” Tracey: “Less like a slave and more like an extra baby to look after.” Monique: “Oh just put him next to a pool, or even the bath. He’ll do whatever you want.”
Monique: “Uhhh sorry Dad, didn’t see you there.”
Bon: “So this guy takes off his glasses every time he wants to say a pun? I’ve been watching it for 10 minutes now and there’s been no puns. I feel ripped off.”
Evil smile – check Evil trait – technophobe? Really? Evil geniuses don’t use computers huh? Also their hair may change a bit for the rest of this chapter. I kept deleting wrong hairs trying to get rid of some ugly ones, and have no idea where to find them again.
With a new baby coming and the old lot looking like a blue lot o’ doom, I moved the Pause family to a new home, which would be better if the roof was actually connected, but at least it looks like it is. I will be a happy person when rooves start behaving the way I want them to.
One hour into the new place and the love for the new foosball table has already it’s taken it’s toll on Tracey...
Shannon: “Mum, look out behind you! You might get scared!”
Okay this photo is very butchered, but I enjoy comparing parent’s genes to the kids.
She grew up soooooo pretty! I don’t really understand how the Can’t Stand Art trait works. They still receive the positive moodlet for having a nicely decorated house, so what are they hating exactly?
Tracey was enjoying chess with another pregnant sim when she went into labour. Carrie: “Oh man, is that what is going to happen to me!? Calm down Carrie, calm down, you don’t want the baby to come now...or ever!”
Tracey: “Don’t worry about me, I’ve done this before.” Carrie: “Who’s worried about you!? Somebody please tell me this won’t happen to me.” Tracey: “Alright, baby time. This one will look just like me. I know it.”
Victoria: “Why are you acting so frantic?” Carrie: “Woman, lady, pain, painful, hospital, baby, get it out.” Victoria: *sigh* “I hate it when pregnant ladies keep doing drugs.”
Bon: “Hey did you see my wi-” Old Lady: “Why do people keep asking if I have seen their loved ones?! You think I know who they are just because I happen to stand outside the hospital all day. I wish people would just leave me alone!” Bon: “I know how you feel.” Okay, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy, please be a boy......
IT’S A GIRL GRAHHHHH AAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH *FLAIL* DAMNIT TO HELL BLARGH *RAGE* I’m so angry at this kid I may have called her Bran Muffin.