San Myshuno's favorite necrophiliac is here to step in before things get too real. The Small Onion & Destroy family A week before Jasper found his nemesis in a multi-thousand-year-old snow demon, Xiyuan and his husband forego preparing for Winterfest in favor of a monomaniacal adherence to routine that rivals Groundhog Day---but here with the … Continue reading Eyebleach with the Shallot-Lius
Category: Catastrophe Theory
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The Grey Wedding
"I can't believe this," Aileen said, to her son and to her own wedding invitation, propped up with a twine-wrapped baby food jar, sporting a mockingly pastoral Seven-Brides-for-Seven-Brothers scene even as the droplets splattering her window at 220 bpm threatened an ambience closer to that Alanis Morissette song. Aileen, having enough writing skill points to … Continue reading The Grey Wedding
Guide Me, North Star
(Synopsis: We go hard on a holiday special centered around Jasper's first Winterfest. Shu antagonizes Jo by crashing the J.-E. festivities. Charlie talks about BPD and ants. Set some time aside for this one; I promise it's worth the read.) "Jasper! Look over here!" The youngest Jeong-Espinosa had already made plans to taste the arm … Continue reading Guide Me, North Star
The Jeong-Espinosa Family Replaces Charlie with a Dog
And graduates from hanging out in the bathroom to acting out a teenager's worst nightmare---that is, if the teenager were capable of understanding the implications of two or more simultaneous events. My entire family is here. I'm in my room. Hm. If we envision moving our p.o.v. along the positive z-axis (yeah, oriented so it's … Continue reading The Jeong-Espinosa Family Replaces Charlie with a Dog
The Lucas/Liu/Haskins Conglomerate: To Being an ‘Us’ for Once
The smell of lobster cooked on a cheap stove and the sound of technical drills performed at a steadily increasing tempo clash for sensory dominance directly outside the 12th story window of an Arts District apartment. Their progenitor pauses to admire the acoustics of his living room; the partially tiled floor had a wonderful effect … Continue reading The Lucas/Liu/Haskins Conglomerate: To Being an ‘Us’ for Once
Charlie & Josephine J.-E.: I Call Shotgun! Pt. II
Power couple Char-Jo just got news they're harboring an unplanned, but wanted, Sim fetus. For more information, consult this goofy-ass fish Josephine left the workforce when Charlie became Chief, s.t. her priorities are now coming up with baby names that accurately reflect her priorities/the geography/modern naming trends, etc., finding a place in the stone-susceptible house … Continue reading Charlie & Josephine J.-E.: I Call Shotgun! Pt. II
Charlie J.-E./Josephine Liu: I Call Shotgun! Pt. I
(Yep; Part I. It's another twofer.) Some men cascade with emotion like water over a cliff. Charlie isn't one of them. Post an adolescence-long conversation with the night sky and people's shoes, an early career spent touching his patients too lightly to the point where the lack of contact became kind of creepy, and a … Continue reading Charlie J.-E./Josephine Liu: I Call Shotgun! Pt. I
The Shallot-Liu Family: Shallot-Liu vs. Shu
Some Sims belong in certain places. Charlie needs to live near a fishing hole. Hector has a 98% chance of ending up in Selvadorada. Shu’s heart was always in San Myshuno, and, in what is arguably the only silver lining to his parents' divorce, can temporarily stay with relatives. Relatives he'll talk to when Chantel's … Continue reading The Shallot-Liu Family: Shallot-Liu vs. Shu
The Jeong-Espinosa Family: Heart, Head, Hands, Hector
As Mike and Claudia transcribe their knowledge for future generations and Kendra and Hector learn their place in the world, we seize the opportunity to sample four slices of Jeong-Espinosa life. Evidence of how much writing style can evolve over 6 months. That is, if you started a Sims blog today, it would take you … Continue reading The Jeong-Espinosa Family: Heart, Head, Hands, Hector
The Faceless Mother
Kendra ripped her train ticket into quarters, wondering how many of her foremothers actually wanted to give birth. Her right hand ran out of ticket to destroy and moved to clasp a small wooden box in her pocket. The trip, the box, the morose thoughts; everything began two weeks ago, at Casbah Gallery. All other … Continue reading The Faceless Mother
