Oh man that's hilarious. 
The entire wedding had me cracking up. The combination of confetti popper noise from the arch while everyone was sobbing over the dead guy was really morbidly hilarious.
Back when I first discovered this forum, I read through a lot of the sims 3 immortal dynasty stories, and the Classics was my favorite! While Jynx is the furthest thing from Coralie, I can't wait to follow her journey.
And I loved the pictures of all the sims watching the death and the "sad exodus".
You know, I thought about doing a Classics continuation, but since everyone is paired off so nicely by the end of that dynasty, it felt like it'd be wrong to import one of them. Here's hoping I can still manage as good of a story with a theme that's notably less sentimental
I just love reading your stories!! So funny and full of character and life! I also have problems having people change into wedding gear, so I have to manually get them changed just after the phone call.. annoying isn't it? Great screen shots and the mass exodus ROLF!
Thank you! I'm having fun with this one. I haven't spent nearly as much time as I ought playing with Sims 4, so this will be a learning experience. And yeah, I think I'm going to have to choose wedding clothes for all of my sims in the secondary formal slot from now on. The auto wedding thingie just doesn't work.
The sad exodus is hilarious! Poor Jed, he's going to be a nanny to stay out of everyone's way. Fab story, Tilia.
I really don't know what to do with him. I moved him in on accident so now I'm stuck with him until he dies.
Wonderfully funny update. In all the weddings I've planned (probably twenty something) only during one of those no one changed clothes, including the bride and groom.
It's oddly comforting to find out this isn't just a me problem
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"BOOOO, GET OFF THE STAGE!"
"Really, Kins?"
"You said you wanted to practice. Heckling is a real part of your career."
"You just like heckling."
"BOOO, SHUT UP WITH THE TALKING!"
Our maid never came back after the wedding death. It's a shame. He was the fanciest maid ever to grace this earth.
It was either the dead guy in the yard or the baby screaming that drove him away.
Speaking of which ... the baby woke me up pretty late the other night, so I went to have a midnight snack. We have a lot of cake leftover from the wedding(s).
Jed was there. He didn't say anything. He never does. He just grinned at me from across the minibar.
Kins says he does that. She says sometimes she eats in her room to avoid having to make eye contact with him and that occasionally he circumvents even that.
Maybe he'll die early. I took him to the park with me the other day in the hopes that he'd find a hobby or something.
Spoiler: he found a hobby.
"Who him? No idea. Never seen him before."
I also spotted this. It is worth noting he did not show up at my wedding, so apparently he's over here investigating abandoned mines or something.
Oh,
well done, Jed! That's a nice, big one too.
Meanwhile, little Thorny Muttonchops Jr. grew up. And immediately started tidying up the place. I suppose he takes after his dad.
He calls me Auntie Jynx and he always, always laughs at my jokes!
Well, he got bigger and that bassinet was empty and suddenly I
wanted one. A baby, I mean. Like bad. And Alfie was all like "No way, Jose." But I'm the boss here.
He forgave me eventually. It took a lot of needling and pouting and making him laugh, but a few days later he took me outside to cloudgaze and tell me he'd make the most of it. It was very sweet.
Here's the romantic shot of it:
And here's what it was actually like:
He refused to feel the bump for the longest time. I'd pose and preen and he'd just get huffy and shout at me when I invited him to. Sometimes he'd grimace at the bump.
Muttonchops tried to talk some sense into him. Muttonchops is family oriented like me. But Alfie just pouted while Jed broke the fourth wall.
But I knew he'd love this baby just like he loves me. We're soulmates and best friends forever. It's official and everything.
And I caught him childproofing the fridge. "Jynx, it's so the brat won't get into my gourmet ingredients," he insists. "Uh huh" I say.
"Auntie Jynx, can you please tell Uncle Jed to leave me alone."
"He's helping, darling."
"No. My plumbob is orange."
I love this kid. He's a bit of a scamp, but that's healthy at his age. And I can tell already he's going to be a looker. Which is important. This dynasty will be uggo-free.
He also tests my jokes out with his friends and reports back on the results. That's the kind of research we need in this family! Even if we get concerned calls from parents wondering why their kids think horrible things are hilarious now.
Sometime around the third tri-mester, I finally talked Alfie into feeling the baby move. I don't know if he did it to placate me or if he was genuinely curious by this point, but I won and got to gloat about it afterward. He was being such a big baby! And I only signed up for one baby. The one in my tum-tum.
And boy did I get what I bargained for. Ouchie.
She came into this world around 11pm on a Tuesday. The event was marked by her father creepy tip-toeing toward the bathroom to scare Jed. He is evil, after all.
I named her Anise. I think I'll raise her myself rather than leaving it to Jed. Maybe Alfie will help eventually. He's even tolerating the other kid in the house for now.
"Thanks for getting rid of him, Uncle Al."
"Shh. Read your book, I'll read mine."
Speaking of which, has anyone seen Jed?
