OHMIGOD, Sims!

It may not be apparent at first glance, but I absolutely love video games. I'm not really a fan of CoD or Halo, but I'm a complete sucker for many Nintendo games and a few others. My top favorites include the Animal Crossing Games, the Pokemon games, and pretty much anything Mario. And I adore The Sims.

My brother bought The Sims 2 a long time ago. Back then he would almost never let me play, so I just had to sit and watch him play. But clever me found the correct code to install it over the summer and I became completely addicted. I even got my friend into it (though she has Sims 3, which always makes me feel bitter because it has so many more options and is better in nearly every aspect than my old school version with no expansion packs or anything).

Now, most people play Sims to kill them. But not I. I like to make multi-generation families with tons of drama. Sim Soap Operas.

Yesterday, I was telling my friend Raphe about these SSOs. And I began to feel really nostalgic, as I haven't played The Sims in at least six months, probably more. I decided to wipe my game and start anew this coming week, Spring Break, since I don't have any plans (shut up :P). I've been planning and strategizing, but that isn't very interesting. What is interesting is my largest past family, which I would like to tell you about.

It started off with innocent Ella Huntington, a young woman living in a house that came pre-made on the game. She quickly met Abhijeet Deppiesse, a pre-made character whom she married in due time. Those two had their son, Jamie Deppiesse. They lived happily enough. The both eventually died after Jamie met Brandi (who's maiden name I didn't write down before she got married) and the two got married. They had a daughter named Stella Deppiesse.

Up until this point, I had very managble Sims. There were three in the house, sometimes four if an elder was near death. It was easy. But then Jamie died.

When Brandi had three days left to live, she met Goppy Gilscarbo, a pre-made man with an aspiration for romance. For fun, I had her flirt with him. And suddenly all her wants were to kiss him and crap. So, for lulz, I had them get married.

Here's the thing. Brandi died three days later, but Goopy had just entered adulthood when he moved in, as all Sims do when they join your household in-game. My goal with this household was to live through the lives of all the Sims and have many generations. I couldn't kill Goopy, or kick him out, no matter how much I hated his name and his clothes. He was family now.

The house expanded to move the dining room back and give Goopy a bedroom. He spent much time in there screwing as many girls as possible to keep his mood Platinum, as he had romance aspiration.

Stella married Benjamin Long. They had two kids, a new concept for me. They were Erik Long and Aaron long. Since Aaron was hotter when they were both teenagers, I decided to have him be the one to get married. He built up relationship points with Marissa Bendett so they could marry the day he became an adult.

Things got complicated when Stella kept staring at Goopy and vis versa. I gave into their whims, having the two flirt, kiss, and woo-hoo. They did this all in a closed room, the unassuming family walking casually back and forth past it. But the husbands have this intuition with their wives, and Benjamin came storming in when Stella and Goopy got down and dirty to have a fight with Goopy.

It was all I could do to keep their marriage together. Benjamin loathed Stella, and Goopy as well. He wouldn't sleep in the same bed as Stella. It took ages to build up their relationship. As soon as they woo-hoo'd, Goopy got pissed. But it didn't matter if he hated Stella and Benjamin; he wasn't part of their relationship.

But he did have a little incest fun-time. With Aaron off marrying Marissa with plans for two kids, it was impossible for Erik to get married, let alone have children, with anyone new. But then I had a nasty little plan. Goopy needed to be tied down, despite his fears of marriage. So after much talking and flirting and sex...

Erik proposed to Goopy.

Who said yes.

Well, actually, they were in "Civil Union," but whatever. I call it marriage no matter what my game says. And they couldn't be satisfied. They adopted adorable little Whitney Long, topping off the Sim count at an overwhelming seven. And Marissa and Aaron were going to have two children, maxing out the house with nine Sims (which is the limit).

Looking back on this, I can't imagine going back. So I'm going to start fresh. I'm going to miss the little guys, but it is time to start over. This time with experience and strategy. I know exactly what I'm going to do. Expect updates/rants. ;D

On a completely different note, I'm pumped for tomorrow, which is Pajama Day. I have footsie pajamas with starships and glow-in-the-dark stars on them. It's also a Late Start. This is good and bad; good because I don't go to school until 2 hours and 15 minutes later, bad because that's two hours and fifteen minutes I can't show off my pajamas.

Which, by the way, I'm stealing from my older brother, so I can't put them on until I get to school.

Au revoir~