Welcome to “Sim Scrabble”, a Name Game challenge for the Sims 2!
Home base will henceforth be this modified Custer Boulevard house.
I think all I did was give it some new color/fixtures, remove the semi-
garage awning and turn the roof into an accessible flat one.
~Mandatory birdview screenshot~
I think the layout is actually rather decent for a premade lot.
As you may have noticed from the opening shot and the doghouses,
we have some furry friends tagging along!
This is Peach, an Aries with the traits Genius, Lazy, Friendly and
Cowardly. She’s a poodle I downloaded from MTS.
This is Nimbo, another Aries poodle, whose only outstanding traits
are Aggressive and Finicky.
The lovely blonde sporting a dress I don’t own but sure would like to
wear is our founder, and coincidentally, SimMia (a.k.a. my simself)!
Pleasure/Knowledge, 5/6/3/6/5, turned on by red hair and cooking
skills, turned off by grey hair. LTW: become Space Pirate (like me IRL).
Cross-eyed Humble: “They call me Mr. Hu-”
Yes yes just hand over the neatly wrapped computer and go bother
No Adventurer openings, and I’m not the type of player who dives
into Military just for the money.
Ooh, I hear the Welcome Wagon!
Playable, social group townie and downtownie turned playable.
Let’s see what we can make with the social group townie.
But first: meet twojeff’s Visitor Controller, playables!
I don’t want any Rautas to come interfering with this challenge, so I
might as well put the setting into effect now.
- that escalated quickly. Straight from earthy hug to make-out o.O
*tunes down the Autonomy setting for ACR*
“Let’s do this properly, Nery Turner. I only just learned your name!”
Oh and he’s Romance. I don’t want a Romance sim as a spouse, but
he’s good aspiration fodder!
SimMe’s OTH is apparently Cuisine.
This’ll be interesting to follow, since my RL cooking skills are limited
to boiling carbohydrates (pasta, rice, potatoes...).
Pros: two bolts.
Cons: blonde genes and that face he makes.
“Well that was nice. Have a good night, Nery.”
“Wait, I won’t get laid? Did I do something wrong?”
Hun, we’re looking for a ring, and you just rolled a marriage fear.
Meanwhile, the dogs are already lining themselves up to be scolded
for lying on sim beds. My dog only usually gets on mine if I’m already
in it, but then again the physics of sim bed seatings are different.
On another note, I find the interest pictures for animals quite
interesting (wait, did I just make an unintentional pun?).
We need a spouse ASAP, so off to FM we go!
Do custom painting recolors usually spawn randomly on Maxis lots?
No? Alright then (that’s a map of Finland by the way).
This lot does not play nicely with Cameraman mode. No matter what
floor I’m on, the camera keeps going underneath the building each
time I press Tab!
As not visible from this picture, SimMe chatted up the cute bartender
and fulfills a karaoke want before heading home.
At first I thought it was frustrating that you can’t ask NPCs on dates
while they’re working, but it actually makes sense. What would the
manager think if you suddenly left your shift to go woo a customer?
We also got one of Laci Hogan’s business cards before heading home
(and alas, she is not “showing the path of darkness” in this
Peach: “Oh dear, he’s barking at the TV again. She should stop
leaving that nature channel on!”
Tuesday morning brings a position as Ambassador’s Intern!
The uniform just reminded me of my first ever legacy, where the
founder was also in the Adventure career. I deleted the hood a long
time ago, but the first chapter is still available on my LJ/slideshare.
I had something in mind upon picking the Aggressive trait for Nimbo,
but I didn’t think it would make him more likely to tear the furniture
apart. He’s already chewed the trash can to scraps!
Mia has earned a cooking skill point and with it has learned to make
burn a new meal.
Jumping rope means body skill point which eventually means
I think Nimbo has learned a lesson about being hostile towards other
Yet despite his personality, the relationship between him and Peach
is at a 100/89 level!
SimMia is now a “spelunker”, whatever that is, and feels the pride of
promotion by stepping in a pee puddle.
I would’ve preferred not having to deal with a tub in this challenge
too, but Nimbo pretty much forced me to with that skunk incident.
At least it’ll help build relationships!
We go on another round of spouse hunting, and it seems that
Anthony Gaither works here too! It could be fate, but let’s take a look
around before settling for anyone.
“Are you diggin’ the music as much as I am? Cuz I lurve it!”
“Not this one again… If I tip you, will you stop talking?”
“So Michelle, how did it work out?”
“I’d tell you but it’s kind of a spoiler.”
“Good call. We’ll talk when I’ve turned off the cam.”
Anthony agreed to teach SimMia how to be a bartender! 16 bucks
per drink isn’t too bad at a place like this, especially since I get the
money without actually having to make drinks.
I thought witch hunting required effort, but it seems to be even
easier than blaming a woman to be one was in the Dark Ages!
Our protagonist is too tired to interact with Laci right now, but at
least there’s now a +5000 “become a witch” want I can lock.
For shame, Diva! It‘s not like we need that newspaper anyway, but
taking other people’s things without asking is not nice!
Does anyone else find her facial features quite… Persian? She
reminds me of someone I know whose family is from Iran…
Michelle made a post sometime ago about how lucrative digging for
treasure is, so I decided to try it out on a lot where I’m actually
allowed to sell the findings right away.
Chi-ching! A §200 set of vases right off the bat!
Wait, isn’t that the Cement Mixer outfit?
Anyhow, SimMia goes to work on Thursday morning as a Spelunker…
…and comes back as a clunker.
Well, we can’t let a bad chance chard outcome stop us from trying
again! At least it was only the second level.
This picture perfectly embodies me during assignment writings.
With all this newfound time, I have SimMia trade gossip with Laci.
“My sources? Let’s just say that they’re very reliable.”
The daily relationship is already at 99!
Then it’s off to eating TV dinner with only the dogs as company.
Oh no you don’t! I will NOT have a pixelated version of me fall into
the hunger/sleep trap!
This challenge’s first trash can kick! My money’s on The Diva.
The following morning doesn’t hold any promises of Adventure, so
instead we’re building charisma and socialising with Anthony.
The dogs were also commanded to a game of “find the chew toy”.
Hopefully we’ll soon be seeing puppies!
What better way to start off a first date than by ignoring the person
in question for THOSE DAMN ROACHES.
Anthony’s a Popularity sim, which would be a refreshing change.
“A toast to my cutest date so far!”
“Aw, you’re sweet. Why’s there a third plate set out?”
“It was meant for you, but you didn’t come to the table until I called.”
“Wait, so I can kiss your hand, but I can’t hold it otherwise?”
“I’m a mysterious man, baby.”
Boom! Dream date, crush and best friend.
“3 1st dates” is not going to happen, SimMe. Just reroll the want.
Anthony Gaither is moving in with §3000! Another Aries, which
according to SimsWikia works well with SimMia’s supposed Taurus.
Exact personality: 1/7/6/3/5. Wants to have 20 best friends and
despite the 1 neat point has maxed out cleaning skill!
T-ons: fit, jewelry T-off: charismatic (we’ll see about that).
For his first act, he digs up a §280 Daruma wishing doll (along with a
few rocks) and stomps on some roaches without catching the flu!
He also starts putting the cleaning skills to use, as the dogs haven’t
been housebroken yet and keep leaving puddles when no one’s
awake/around to scold them.
No point in delaying the baby-making any further.
Hey, where are those flies coming from? <.<
Yup, there’s a baby on board. I hope RealMe won’t have to
experience that for a helluva lot more years, haha (I’m a high school
student as of now).
“Honey, I have something to tell you.”
“In a bit, dear. I have to take a look at today’s stock market first.”
When was the last time I saw anyone read a newspaper at the table?
Since Anthony’s unemployed for now, he’ll get to earn his daily bread
through painting! Not that he’s very good at it yet, but there’s no
crafting badges associated with cleaning so he might as well do
something that doesn’t involve production costs.
If it wasn’t for my habits when it comes to hand hygiene, I’d have
classified myself as pretty sloppy.
“Please feed us.”
Anthony’s already on it, now let the mother-to-be get some sleep!
“Anthony dearest, will you take my hand in marriage?”
“Yes, it is very shiny. I take your expression as a yes.”
“Give my friend a discount or I’ll cast a spell on you!”
“Thanks Laci, but I don’t think that’ll be necessary.”
The shop girl probably wishes they’d kept one of the trap doors.
Quagmire voice: “Alright!”
Meet Mia Nimi, the Atrociously Evil Witch (or so I assume: there’s a
“maxed out wicked”-memory, but I have a mod that prevents those
ridiculously long titles from being added).
Our first act of wickedry is to get a cell phone, because I’m sure that’s
going to be needed at some point.
Later that Monday, SimMe’s re-employed in Adventure!
Now why on earth would Anthony want his fiancée to be cured of
this life state?
Stop trying to get yourself food poisoning, you wannabe daredevil!
First the roach stomping, now this >.<
“Hey, how is this a party if I’m the only one invited?!”
Calm down there, Hogan. No one else was important enough.
“Well in that case, I guess it’s fine.”
Shotgun weddings held in the backyard… seems it’ll be a while
before I completely rid myself of the TPC atmosphere.
“So, I’m married now, but I’m SO BORED! And tired as hell!”
Relax, there’s cake. Cake solves everything.
“THE CAKE IS A LIE!”
“Let’s go on a date.”
“Now? But we just got hitched!”
“So? I’m a Pleasure sim, and I can’t jump on the couch right now!”
“Wow, his art really sucks.”
Yeah, I had to hang it up instead of selling it directly so he wouldn’t
lose aspiration points from selling anything but a masterpiece.
In an attempt to keep the bride from passing out and maintaining
the party score, the sparkling two were forced to play Red Hands.
The party was a roof raiser, but the one who needed the limo ride
the most didn’t make it in :(
The next morning, Anthony is in the middle of selling off his second
painting when an agonized scream is heard from the other room.
That’s right, baby M is about to be born! In addition to the +3 letter
points, I’m giving myself a +1 for “occult child” since she was turned
during the pregnancy.
Say hello to Myf! According to behindthename.com, Myf is a
feminine name of Welsh origin, short form for Myfanwy meaning
This seems like a good time to wrap up the chapter.
“Who’s a good familiar? You’re a good familiar!”