Wishkabibble update - Gen. 7 and a touch of Gen. 8
Didn't realize I had enough for an update! Woo!

The Sim teen years take So Freaking Long to get through. I'm always tempted to start the game and just go to work, and hope some of them are adults by the time I get home.


Let's see, where were we? Oh yes, Dale Gribble Ishkabibble and his blushing bride Beaky-nosed Katherine and his sister Vishnu were raising three, er, two completely identical boys, and I was kicking the furniture because Katherine's narrow jaw trumped the lovely jowls I had cultivated since Gen. 2.

Number One Son, Scribble, met his maker after a ghost popped out of a fridge. Middle son Brash and baby Dobby were left to carry on the family mission, which is now to recover the jowls. Time to start making unattractive female friends!


Mwahahaha... Remember Carmen Patch, the Exterminatrix?


Brash (in the beret) and Dobby. One of these things is not like the oth- Oh wait, yes it is. Brash, a romance Sim, is tasked with woo-hooing 20 Sims in his lifetime. I've never successfully managed this but I'm going to take a shot at it. Dobby is a knowledge Sim and it looks like I'm going to have ANOTHER stupid chief of staff in the family. Yawn.


Brash figures, since he aged up in Ricky's clothing, he might as well make out with Ricky. Brash-logic. He's kind of a ho.

Meanwhile, Vishnu, Dale Gribble's baby sister, had just popped out a baby named Hari Krishna. Let's take a look at Hari, shall we?

Why... are those JOWLS I see? *squee!*


Hari Krishna Ishkabibble as a teen. Don't you just want to pinch his cheeks?

So the plan now is to breed Brash and Dobby, and their cousin Hari Krishna, and see what I get. The eager young ladies have been selected - let the woohooing begin!

Brash is the oldest so he gets first crack at the women of Ishpeming. Of course he chooses Exterminatrix Carmen. I mean, come on, who wouldn't?

Lipstick on a pig, indeed. But you should see the money and stats she came with! Who knew extermination could be so profitable?


Carmen defies gravity, and Simbintie gets artsy again. I tried to put her on the hood of the car but it didn't work so well.

So Brash marries Carmen, much to his romance-sim consternation. While she's home pregnant and miserable, Brash goes to Mega-Lo-Mart and chats up everything with a pulse...


including distant cousin Jazzy Ishkabibble...


...and Sandy Bruty...


...whose feet he steps on during a slow dance. Very suave.


The baby, Deelish Ishkabibble, the first of Generation 8, is an odd but happy girl who looks much like Daddy and hardly at all like Mommy. Rats.

Then Carmen caught Brash with Sandy Bruty and all hell broke loose. He tried to explain about his 20 woo-hoo mandate, but she wasn't very understanding. Brash broke up with Carmen, who looked horrified and heartbroken and had to move out. Her big pouty face made me so sad I couldn't take a picture :( Since he was the jerk, not her, it hardly seemed fair, but she got him back by stealing his newspaper repeatedly.

So that's where we are! Dobby and Hari Krishna have their babymommies picked out already - they're just waiting for the elders to kick off so there's room in the house :/ Stay tuned!

Randomness and outtakes:


Elder Katherine does the Dance of the Seven Bubbles


Brash looks like he lost his best friend, and father Dale Gribble is concerned. Brash is actually thinking about himself. "I miss my beret! *sob*"


Jane's ghost gets stuck in a chair. I moved it into the cemetery and was going to take a picture of it huddled among the gravestones, but again it struck me as so forlorn that I couldn't do it. I think I need to turn down my empathy settings.


I never peeked inside the photobooth before... I may never do it again. Eek!


Elder Vishnu gets color-coordinated


Goofy little Dobby grows up.... yum!


I finally discover that adults can "snuggle" children on the couch. How did I not know this?! Anyway, here's Dale Gribble snuggling his first grandchild, Deelish.


I almost missed Bobble passing into the great Core Dump in the sky, but I arrived just in time to see this disorganized scene. Sometimes even Death needs a cold shower.