4.6: Red Hot

Hey guys! Since the last update, I’ve become a member of the Delta Delta Delta sorority. Shout out to any other TriDelts out there! Anyways, in the last chapter, Shelley started a fire in the snow, Ledyba grew into an adorable toddler, and poor Joey passed away before he could complete his LTW. With all that said, let’s jump right into the chapter!

Some updates first, as per usual…

D'awww, baby Robyn

Phio gave birth to her third child, Robyn.


Kyovan had twins! Now both spares have three kids to their names.

Second Herbson Baby

And finally, a second baby to Herbson. This is perfect, seeing as Kurtis is way too old for Ledyba at this point, should she be named heiress.


Second promotion for Jamie

And finally, promotions for Tarmie. I’m very proud of my ladies, even if I’m slacking off on Jamie’s career.


Nice to see my Sims getting along so well at the start of the day.

Rachelle: How dare you make me look bad with your fancy pant-suits and your promotions and your general pleasantness!


Altaria: Woah, bitch. Woah.


Not like Tari’s the only lady making Shelley look like a lazy bum. Ri might be the youngest Kanto ever to max a skill! You go girl!


Not to be outdone in anything, Shelley has to have a crying contest with Jamie.

Rachelle: I just can’t get over the loss of poor Jeffery…

Jamie: Joe. His name was Joe.

Rachelle: Who was that, dear?


Vermilion IF bonding session!

I can’t remember what I named either of their special friends, which means that they’re not important in the long run.


Jamie heads off for another day at work. I’m amazed the game still lets elder Sims be firefighters, but I can’t complain. It brings in the cash.


You’re actually interacting with your offspring?

Rachelle: I need to train my spawn for when she becomes heiress.

You realize that Deo could easily be voted heiress too, you know? Or any future Tarmie daughter that may occur?

Rachelle: No need to worry about any competition. This child is clearly the most interesting. Readers are already in love with her, aren’t you readers?

Ledyba: Goo?


Camerupt: Hey baby, hows about you and me visit the block table together sometime? I’ll build you the castle of your dreams, if you know what I mean 😉

I do love my future Casanova ❤


Shelley learned the hard way that if she wants to train her daughter to be heir, that means actually training her in her skills.

Rachelle: I changed my mind. Can we just let the alien be heiress instead?


Jamie’s days at work are quite productive…

Firefighter: Now that’s a grandma I’d like to…

Jamie: Quiet, young man. I’m happily faithful to my lovely wife.

Firefighter: Oh…wanna bring her along too?

Jamie: >-<


But at least following her around gives me a chance to look at the fine specimens my game has concocted. Too bad they’re service Sims and can’t reproduce on their own…

Dealing With Disaster

Although sometimes she gets a chance to handle delicate situations like this.


Jamie: You have got to be kidding me…

Unown: You don’t understand, man! They’re everywhere!!!


Jamie: The things I put up with…


The first thing the kids do when they get home from school is cry about the loss of their grandfather. Whom they barely spoke to…


Deoxys: Why’d you have to die on us?…


Tepig: Look at me, I’m Deoxys and I pretend to have feelings even though I’m an evil alien freak.


Tepig: Gosh, maybe that was too harsh…


Tepig: Oh, who am I kidding? She’s so awful, she deserves to be mocked!


Tepig: Oh, boohoo, woah is me, I have to eat lunch in the bathroom stall because everybody makes fun of me for being alien scum.


Tepig: I swear I’ll get her…somehow…


Deoxys: Boo! I have scared you, auntie! See how cool and evil I am?

Azurill: GASP! I’m covered in dirty sink water! Out of my way kid, I need to shower…three times…

Nobody takes the evil loser seriously. Not even the nervous wreck.


Deo shouldn’t take what Tepig says too seriously. I mean, just look at him.

Tepig: Help! I think the ghost of Grandpa Joe has taken over my left hand!


At least the two of them can put aside their differences to do their homework together.

Azurill: Do either of you know about the ecosystem of butterflies?

Tepig: Nope.

Deoxys: Nada.

Azruill: Drat…


Ledyba gets her final skill in.


And Deo is quick on the draw to dispose of the mess.

Deoxys: It’s not like any of the adults around here clean…not even the maid…


It’s true…we get a new one every other day. All this one does is steal our food.


Slacking off from painting and stealing your brother and cousin’s block table…for shame, Tepig Kanto.

Tepig: What can I say? The blocks have always called to me.


Charmander: I live with a bunch of freaks…


Charmander: But you’re not a freak, are you, painting of Ariel? At least there’s some rational people in this house.

Honestly, I don’t actually know who he was talking to here…I think he picked up the insane trait for a minute or two…


Camerupt: Oh Paras my sweet, one day you shall be real and we shall be together. But until that day, I shall have to make due with all the other ladies of the world. They need my love too, you know.

Paras: No, slave! You are mine to rule!

Camerupt: Oh Paras, always the kidder.


Jamie had a job to do at the business building. I find it funny that all her co-workers were forced outside because of the fire, but Tari got to stay inside and work.


See? She’s just now leaving.

Altaria: What’s all the hubbub, guys?

Crowd: FIRE!!!

Altaria: What, did the temp leave a hot pocket in the microwave again?



D’aww. Sibling bonding.


Skilling check.

Tepig: Painting.


Deoxys: Discovering.


Charmander: Inventing.

Excellent. Carry on.


Rachelle: I just love my nooboo. Don’t you think it’s time for me to have another one?

Jamie: Nice try, don’t think you get out of becoming an elder that easily.

Rachelle: Drat…


Rachelle: Oh well, nothing for it. Time to watch your momma age up, kid!


Jamie: Yay! The ol’ bitch is becoming an ol’ hag!




Better, although she’s still a little creepy in her elder years…

The above picture is the result of some weird skin-hair disagreement glitch I’ve been having when pairing some custom skin colors with certain hairs, usually EA created and usually show up in CAS. This was a custom style and it did not appear that way in CAS. Which is why it freaked me out so much.


Rachelle: Now I know what it feels like to be a clown…

Right…I’ll just leave you to your oldness…


Charmander: I knew I had magical powers like my mother, but I had no idea I could make blue fire! What else can these hands produce?…


Charmander: Oh, it’s just another zombie ghost. As if I don’t see enough of those every day…

Samuel: Brains?


Tepig: No, Grandpa’s Ghost, there’s no need to get jealous! Charmie took care of that Samuel Goth guy! He won’t take your place!

Charmander: Good golly, miss wall-y. Wait till I tell you about this crazy cousin of mine…


Rachelle: Look at that disgusting display of affection, Ledyba. If your father were here, or even your grandfather for that matter, we’d show them…oh yes we would…

Ledyba: Kissing is gross. Wanna play blocks with cousin Cam instead.


Cousin Cam is otherwise occupied, I’m afraid.

Camerupt: Watch me, Misty! I’m gonna be old enough to talk to actual girls now!


Azurill: YES! BIRTHDAY! Wait till I tell Jamie about this!

Rachelle: What a weirdo…

Ledyba: Put me down please…


Camerupt: Tada! I’m gorgeous. Watch out schoolgirls, here I come ;D

He rolled ambitious. Fitting, seeing as he wants to seduce every living (and unliving) thing in sight.


It was the weekend, so I sent the kids out to do things. Charmie went to the junkyard to pick up some more scrap.


I sent Deo with Shelley and Ledyba to the park.



It gave me a chance to marvel at my wondrous service Sims.


Cam, taking after big brother, chose to stay home and paint.

Camerupt: The ladies love an artistic man.


Apparently Ri grew up…how did I miss that? And why didn’t I buy her a cake?

Azurill: It’s fine. I’m used to being ignored.

Ri grew up a born saleswoman, adding to brave, excitable, neurotic, and an animal lover. She wants to be a firefighter superhero like her sister-in-law. She is a Pisces who loves R+B music, tri-tip steak, and the color lime. She gets to stick around a while until she discovers all the potions and maxes logic, at least.

Azurill: Don’t I feel all special…


Little miss evil got her face painted.

Deoxys: This paint….


Deoxys: I love it! Doesn’t it suit me just perfectly? I think the pink really goes well with my complexion…

I’m starting to question her programming…anyways, that’s all I have for you today. This chapter feels really messy, and I apologize for that. I hope to bring you guys something a little more cohesive next time. Have a great evening, and as always, happy Simming!


4.5: Fire Walk With Me

I have now made it through three weeks of college! Rejoice! I haven’t been too overloaded with work yet, but we’ll see what happens. In the last chapter, we had four birthdays: Jamie aged into an elder, Charmander and Deoxys became children, and Camerupt grew into a toddler. Rachelle gave birth to baby Ledyba, another potential heiress, and Altaria made it halfway to her LTW. Wow, things actually happened last chapter. Will anything significant occur today? Let’s jump right in and find out!



Rachelle: Well this is awkward.


Rachelle: I’ll just pit it out real quick and nobody will notice.


Too late, someone noticed.

Altaria: What in the world is going on?!

Shelley was playing with magic and somehow set the graveyard on fire.

Altaria: Well put it out, for goodness sake!

We’re trying our best! Just calm down!


Jamie: Amateurs. All of you.


Talk about taking this lying down…honestly, cowardly Sims…


Even the kids ended up outside to marvel at the disaster.

Deoxys: How is a girl supposed to sleep at night knowing the ground could spontaneously combust at any moment?


Finally, the fire was tamed.

Deoxys: Man, scary things are exhausting…

Tepig: Aunt Shelley, you ruin everything.

Jamie: I could’ve had that fire within minutes.

Rachelle: Everybody’s a critic…


Azurill: Don’t worry everyone, I took it upon myself to stay inside our warm, safe house to protect the infant from harm.

How noble of you.


Not like Charmie did much to help either.

Charmander: I’m raising my snowman army to crush the fire with their bodies of frozen water.

Right. Of course. How could I possibly think anything different?


Rachelle: Now that that fiasco is over with, back to practicing!

I don’t think so. Get back inside before you freeze to death or set something on fire again.


All the children flocked to their favorite skill-building activities like good legacy Sims.


Azurill’s already chained to the chemistry table most of the time, but Deo is focusing on logic too, so I thought I’d give her a chance.


I don’t know how Charmie isn’t freezing to death in just his everyday clothing, but I’m not complaining. I haven’t had an inventor Sim since the fourth generation of my first legacy, so this is still a bit of a novelty for me. Forgive me if I focus on it too much.


Ri still hates Shelley.

Azurill: I ought to push you right off the nearest bridge, you menace!

Rachelle: I’d like to see you try, hun.


Deoxys: I just love the feeling of charred skin 😀


Tepig: Mother, you look kind of crazy. I, a fellow insane Sim, implore you to relieve your stress through painting. Or just judging other people’s paintings. That usually works too. But seriously, you look really bonkers right now.

Altaria: ~eye twitch~ You think so?


Joe: Strange. I don’t usually start glowing after a chess match…


Joe: Now I can see right through my hand. How peculiar.

Oh no, Joey! D:


Altaria: Daddy, no!

Tepig: Great. Now mom’s gonna be even more crazy…


Grim: Better make this quick. Squirtle and I are taking a vacay on the beach of Sunlit Tides. 


Grim: Joe Kanto, will you accept your death and join me in the afterlife for as long as your soul shall live? 

Joe: I will.

Grim: Great. Let’s get going. I think your husband is dying to see you. No pun intended. 


Deoxys: Grandpa, no! How is a small, evil child meant to deal with death?


Charmander: I’m sensing a disturbance under our bunkbead.



Charmander: Ugghh, it’s just the forces of darkness here to take away my grandpa’s soul. How inconvenient.


I feel bad that I haven’t been paying much attention to Joe since we’ve brought him into the legacy house. He was a very motivated Sim and continued to climb his way up the medical career until his death. He had almost maxed his logic skill, and probably would have if I had paid more attention to what he was doing. Joey Kanto passed away at 98 days old, officially leaving the legacy in the hands of Cerulean generation. You will be missed, Joey. Have fun catching up with Klinky in the afterlife!


Rachelle: Oh darn. The butler died. Whatever shall I do without those meals on a silver platter?

That “butler” was your father-in-law. And he never served you any food, on a platter or otherwise.

Rachelle: I was making a joke, doll. Don’t ruin it.


Jamie is quick to offer her condolences.


Apparently Tepig didn’t take his grandfather’s death too hard. They barely interacted anyways.

Tepig: My servants! A new king will soon rise from the ashes! I promise to be a fair and just ruler so long as you do everything I say!


Poor, orphaned Ri throws herself into childcare.


Charmander: Video games suck! They’re for lazy people who don’t have anything better to do with their lives.

Deoxys: Okay…just antagonize me for no good reason, why don’t you…


Tarmie enjoys the stars together after the rough day they’ve had.


Jamie: No, no. No kisses.


Jamie: I’m just too upset about your father’s death to show affection!

Altaria: You’ve gotta be kidding me…


Hey, didn’t you just yell at your sister about hating video games?

Charmander: Yeah, arcade games. Console games are a whole different story. Aww yeah, Wario wins!


Mailman: Stupid mail! Stupid Kantos, always paying their stupid bills on time! Stupid government job! I hate my life!!!


Mailman: Take THAT, you obnoxious piece of paper!

Tepig: You’ll regret that, hatted man…mark my words…


Deoxys: Do I really have to go to school? Can’t I just be home schooled? Shouldn’t evil such as myself be contained and deprived of sunlight and social interaction? I should just be a shut-in, right?

Poor Deoxys

Doe’s had some troubles. It’s no wonder she doesn’t want to go. But alas, home schooling never works very well for me so public school it is.


On a more positive note, Ledyba grew up into a toddler, and boy is she a cutie!


She makes quick friends with her (matching!) IF, Solrock.



Camerupt: Thank you, potty, for allowing me to use you and leave. Not everything would be that understanding. Like, my doll is constantly making me play with her, build a relationship. I can’t be tied down like that, man! Do you know how many toys we have in this house? Like, a bajillion! I can’t only play with one!


Paras: Play with me or I’ll keep glitching you through the wall.

Camerupt: Yes, ma’am!



Rachelle: I’d sooner dig my own brains out with a trowel than teach this little brat to speak…

Ledyba: Mummy, what’s that bubble thing above your head?

Rachelle: ~groans~


New maid! She looks really pretty in this shot, but I took her into CAS and her nose is actually kind of horrifying…def not spouse material…


Not that we really need a maid with Jamie cleaning everything up herself.


Charmander: Who needs math homework anyways? When am I ever gonna use numbers for inventing?


Camerupt: Hey cuz, since we’re the youngest, we should form an alliance.

Ledyba: What’s that mean, Cam?

Camerupt: It means we promise to be friends and stick together no matter what.

Ledyba: Awesome! Let’s do it!

And so the first friendship of the generation was struck.


Altaria: Phio, you are so lucky you got to move out of this hell hole. Our dad just died, that crazy witch big brother married nearly burned the graveyard down, and the kids are crazy…oh, your kids are perfect angels and your husband is a joy? Well woop-de-friggen-doo.

Speaking of Phione’s kids…


They just had birthdays! This is Derik, the eldest. His father was Shinx.


And this is Torey. His father is Phio’s husband, Robi Hozman.


Charmie never came home from school. I guess he’s been hanging around in the playground ever since he finished his homework.

Charmander: I’m having an adventure! It’s not every day I get to actually leave the house!

Hey now, you make me sound like a cruel dictator…

Charmander: Mostly cause you are.


Deoxys: It’s true. I mean, sending me to a place where I’m constantly teased? It’s like you’re punishing me for evil deeds I haven’t even done yet. Plus, why do I have to do more work outside of school? It’s ridiculous! I’m going on strike!

Well fine. If you two hate me so much, I’ll just leave. That’s it for this chapter, guys. I’ll be back with more when these Sims decide to end their strike. Hope you all had a great Labor Day today, and as always, happy Simming!