I woke up early this morning. Thought I’d get some finishing in.
The house has gotten so full recently, Harley just had her the third child. Even after Deshawn died, seven is a lot of sims. So it’s nice to get out and relax. I don’t really need the fish. I’ve already finished my collector aspiration.
Nothing was biting though. I guess I don’t have the patience for a fisher. Over breakfast, Michel asked me who I wanted to invite for my birthday party tonight.
Yeah – tonight, I leave childhood behind for good. It’ll be a small party – I don’t have a lot of friends. Unlike Harley, I don’t have a lot of enemies either. But I gave him my guest list and headed upstairs.
All too soon, it was time for the party. I invited my childhood friends. We’re all just friends, none of them excite me, but they’re my only friends.
Greetings over, I quickly went inside to change and give myself a little pep talk. No need to be nervous, I would just be a fully fledged adult in less than an hour.
I joined the party, which was in full swing then. Michel made me a delicious gourmet cake, but I had no idea what to wish for.
But I did know what I wanted to do. Surprised? Thought I’d pick something creative or perhaps evil?
Well, mixology is both. You get to create stunning drinks and strange concoctions and it’s a great way to get the dirt on people. After a couple salty llamas, a sim’ll tell you almost anything. I’ll make sure I write everything down. Who knows when it’ll come in handy.
It was Father’s idea actually. His evil genius was in his writing. He would write the most scathing reports of our neighbors, but they could never pin it on him becuase he used a psudonym.
He said he got his best material in the bars.
I think I’ll try writing a book when I get a bit older. Kind of a Pigglewiggle tell all. That would make Father proud.
I love her party outfit! And can’t wait to see what secrets she finds out 🙂
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I gave Mina all the outfits as she’s my favorite. Hopefully she learns nothing too awful but then I’m a “good” sim currently doomed to play evil sims…I’m trying, but they’re not really evil.
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I’m the same way with evil Sims–It’s so hard to be a good Sim playing evil or mean! But Mina! I adore her. She’s so gorgeous–what amazing facial expressions. Is it just me, or do aliens seem more intuitive, sensitive, and intelligent in their animations? Happy birthday, Mina, and congrats on completing the collector’s aspiration already!
(Also, aren’t the three childhood friends so precious? We’ve had them around as family friends throughout the lifespan for a few generations now, and I really love it!)
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One of the boys is already “mean” – if he turns out evil…I’m in trouble – what will I do with Evil AND Mean?!
I can’t help but spend all my time looking at her facial expressions. I could do a post just on closeups. Strangely she doesn’t have any Pigglewiggle in her, but her face is as interesting as any multi-generational legacy sims. It must be the alien eyes…or more likely it’s their alien nature that lets them fully express themselves inside the limited coding of the game.
This is my first time with the three childhood friends. With them all being evil it’s hard to convince them to keep anyone friends outside of the family. I keep hoping she’ll pick one, but so far no luck. Although she doesn’t do many evil interactions on these guys so perhaps I have hope. She may be like Salix and be a slow romantic.
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Maybe so…. I’d love to see a closeup post. She’s absolutely fascinating. She reminds me of Audrey Hepburn, for some reason–but of course Hepburn is Good…
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She’s adorable. 🙂
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If Mina had still been a kid, she’d be going to CathyTea’s summer camp. Mina is totally awesome in my book.
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Mina’s purple outfit is the best! She’s such a cool alien-sim!
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I love redressing her when new packs come out. My goal is to put her in all colors that match her skin as closely as possible. 😀
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