I’ve started referring to Ernesto as “Jackass.” For one thing, he isn’t at all nice. In fact, on his Personality panel, on the 1-10 scale from “Grouchy” to “Nice,” he has a 1 (Grouchy). I’m constantly steering him away from picking fights with random Sims.
This is a flaming bag of poo. You know why it was left on the doorstep of his dorm? Neither do I. It showed up the night after he A) flirted with someone else while he was on a date and B) had a big ol’ fight with one of his roommates. Honestly, anyone could have left it.
I decided to re-style his hair, so he at least looks a little less grim. That Spock haircut wasn’t doing anything for him.
For another thing, he’s a Romance Sim. I hate Romance Sims. Romance Sims love the romance, but they hate commitment. Once they’re in a relationship, all they want to do is make out with other Sims. They roll Fears like “get engaged” and “get married.” If you manage to wrestle them into a commitment, they immediately roll Wants like “Woo Hoo with 3 other Sims.” Jackass.
Let’s talk about some of the other dorm residents for a moment.
These two chuckleheads flunked out of college. Believe It Or Not!
Eleanor fell in love with a random Sim who came to visit. Don’t they look adorable in this shot? I wish the lighting had been better.
Dean Drew (Eleanor and Ernesto’s uncle) fell in love with one of his roommates. They both graduated soon after, and have moved back to Desiderata Valley.
Okay, back to Ernesto. At one point while he was talking to a random male student, the “flirty” options appeared on his conversational menu. I panicked for a second. Think of the bloodlines! Boys can’t make babies with other boys!
Then I realized two things:
1) This isn’t medieval France. “Bloodline” is an archaic hocus pocus concept from the days when blood-letting was considered medicine.
2) It is a computer game. They are not real people.
So I told him to go for it.
They graduated from college, returned to the Alphabetti ancestral home, and got married. (The pink tux wasn’t my idea, by the way. It was randomly assigned by the game.)
Turns out, Makoto Alphabetti neé Sell is also a Romance Sim. That’s why this shot is so awkward and unromantic. Immediately after the wedding they were like, “Hey that’s cool. Let’s go bowling.” I actually had to steer them both back towards the wedding arch to get this shot. Exasperating.
The Generation E wedding picture has been added to the family portrait wall. I admit, I get a little misty every time I put up a new one.
Like I said, Romance Sims are nothing but trouble. They do things like throw a sh*t fit when you buy adopt a baby for them.
But I can’t blame all of Ernesto’s jackassery on being a Romance Sim. Makoto is a much better father than Ernesto. Here he’s cuddling their first adoption, Frank.
Makoto actually feeds the bottle to the baby, instead of setting both the baby and the bottle on the floor and walking away. If I tell Makoto to change the baby’s diaper, he actually changes the baby’s diaper. Instead of canceling the action out of his queue and wandering off to play the guitar. Jackass.
Here’s Makoto holding their second adoption, Fiona.
I like Makoto a lot more than I like Ernesto. In fact, I’ve sent Ernesto off on the Science career track. Once he’s gotten high enough to earn a Cow Plant, I’m pretty sure I’m going to feed him to it. And laugh.
I used to date a guy who would flirt with other women when we went out. I wish I’d thought of the flaming bag of poo then, it would have added a nice touch to the finale.
Those babies are creepy.
Do you have to keep a list of who is who, or can you remember all the names and ancestry?
Oh my, no! I keep a genealogy. (Which I referenced before commenting, just out of nostalgia, and noted that I had mis-identified the D generation college student, whoops!)
I was just wondering the other day if Sims includes same-sex couplings. I guess this answers that question.
I feel oddly flattered that Makoto’s second adopted baby is named Fiona.
The irony? I was the second baby my parents adopted, too!
How much do I love Sims Sunday? A lot, that’s how much.
Aw, thanks, Emma!
To clear up any confusion for the non-Sims-playing audience: each Sim has a driving urge (you get to choose from six). It’s probably instructive to read it as “Romance” in “irony quotes” like that.
Romance Sims are also notable as the Kings And Queens of Inappropriate Touching. “Hello, nice to make your acquaintance! Would you like a sexy backrub?”
I LOVE SIMS SUNDAY. I have never played this game, WILL never play this game, but I love watching you play it. How sad is that?
I love Sims Sunday, too. I’ve always wondered that the game is like, but I’ve never gotten around to actually trying it. What does the glowing green gem over somebody’s head mean? Is that the character you’re currently controlling?
Oh, Sims Sunday… how I love thee!
I love Sims Sundays a whole lot too, along with everyone else.
I have to admit I’m a little sad that Eleanor couldn’t keep the line, such as it is, going. She seems so much nicer. But at least Ernesto found a responsible mate.
Aaaaand I have strong feelings about *somebody else’s Sims*
Franz – that’s the PlumBob. It indicates which Sim you’re playing, and what mood they’re in. It transitions from green to yellow to orange. If it goes red, your Sim is literally on the verge of death.
I’ll see if I can dig up some examples of non-green PlumBobs. I have a lot of pics of traumatic events I can think of off the top of my head.
I just skimmed through the pics on this post and noticed that the PlumBobs are all green. My happy Sims! They aren’t always, but I do try.
Sims Sunday is a marvelous thing to look forward to all week. And I love your definition of the word “bloodline”– I am going to have to use that sometime (coming from a family chock-full of adoptions and same-sex marriages).
I swear, Erika, you make Mondays bearable for me with your Sims Sunday recaps. I am usually trying to maintain some semblance of dignity (since I’m at work), but invariably end up snorting or snarffling with laughter.
This week it was the Spock haircut comment that did it for me. My co-workers must think I’m nuts!
I love Sims Sunday, as well. I’ve only played Sims a couple of times, long ago. My last game involved a faultily built bathroom. Due to a small crack where I hadn’t lined up the walls properly, any Sims who went in were unable to locate the door to get back out. If I didn’t pay close attention, they’d die in there. (Even if I was paying attention, they’d die in there. They Just. Wouldn’t. Use. The. Door.) And for some odd reason, any Sim who was randomly walking by outside would have an irresistible urge to squeeze in through the crack and get trapped as well. It was frustrating, though strangely entertaining…
I wish there was a cow plant on Sims 3…i’d steal all the children in the neighborhood, then trap them in a room with it.
I just started playing Sims 3 (it’s all Erika’s fault!) and have a cow plant.
Awesome, I hope you enjoy the game!
There’s a decorative Cow Plant in Sims 3, but it doesn’t actually do anything. :-/