Wishkabibble Update: Gen. 9 and.... ?!?!?!
"Screw Generation 9," you say! "Let's skip to the big payoff!" Patience, dear readers. Rome was not made ugly in a day.


So where were we? Oh yes, the Gen. 9 heir had just been chosen. In case you've forgotten, re-meet Ypsilanti:


Ypsi read his mom Deelish's epic tome ISHKABIBBLE and was inspired by the achievements of his ancestors. In particular, he admired his great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather, Wish II, who learned to embrace a new philosophy in which beauty is of no importance. "How can I live up to Wish II's example?", he pondered. The answer, it turned out, lay in a highly illegal database of every resident in Ishpeming. He carefully paged through the female records, selected the three most promising, and vowed to knock them all up.

First up was Tristen, the adopted daughter of a very distant branch of Ishkabibbles.


Because of an unfortunate aging issue, she had no aspiration, and was wandering aimlessly through life until Ypsi got her some help.


She became a little bit obsessed with grilled cheese. (She was platinum at the time, dammit! How could this happen?)


On the plus side, keeping her platinum was really easy. "Oh, you're not happy? Go make dinner."

The wedding was lovely, though Ypsi and his romance aspiration didn't take it so well.


Tristen's baby was named Wish Upon a Star, or Star for short. Tristen did most of the child-rearing, while Ypsi composed cheesy ballads about the misery of being a married romance Sim.


Star grew up into a knowledge Sim who wants to be a Mad Scientist. It does a Creator's heart proud... *sniff*


Meanwhile, Ypsi had tired of Wife #1 and was ready to get to work on his next project. He hooked up with Calista the Gardener, got caught cheating, and threw Tristen out. How's that for fair? His father Alvin just sort of stood there grinning the whole while. Happily married men are so smug.



Ypsi married Calista just in time to give the baby his name. They named her Wish Come True, or True for short. Ypsi freaked out at the wedding, again.



True looks a lot like her sister Star, but is a complete brat who throws tantrums at least twice a day.

"Kisses! Yuck!!"

Meanwhile again, Ypsi got restless and was ready to move on to his third babymommy. He had selected Maura Thomason, a wide-mouthed blonde with bad makeup. He could only hope that her genes were as ugly as her coat.


Star aged up into an interesting-looking teen, but both current step-mom Calista and future step-mom Maura seemed to instinctively dislike her. This doesn't bode well.


Ypsi's infidelity sent family Sim Calista into a tailspin. I felt bad for her so the next time the Therapist came to fix her, I used the tombstone to impregnate her. It seemed appropriate somehow.


Calista's hormone-laced misery pushed her into the arms of Tribble, which was all the excuse Ypsi needed to throw his pregnant wife out on the street (he suspected that the baby wasn't his anyway). There was much sobbing and I felt like a complete jerk. :( Clueless Tribble danced happily while the family fell apart around him.


The final official wedding of the Ishkabibble legacy! It ended pretty much like Ypsi's other weddings.


And Maura's baby, born a few hours after the ceremony, was a girl named Three Wishes. No picture... she looks pretty much like a baby, except she doesn't glow in the dark. Calista moved in with Tristen so they could nurture their hatred of Ypsi, eat grilled cheeses, and raise Calista's baby. I named him Baby Doc.

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Of course, what's an update without randomness?

Ypsi's twin brother Mishawaka is just pleased as punch that you're here!

(Misha spends every night at the telescope. I am determined to get him an alien baby!)

Alvin finally makes an honest woman of Deelish. They moved into a cute little house (because I couldn't bear to see them die of old age) and stop by for visits when they're not too busy gettin' busy. Ew.


Misha strong!! Misha have no internal organs!


Misha wakes up from the strangest dream, something about a garbage can...


I'm not sure what to say about this: