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Trailer Park ChallengeChapter 7

Tervetuloa takaisin!*

*Pronounced [ˈt�e�rʋe�ˌt�ːulo�.ɑ] [ˈtɑkɑisin]

Neo: “But I’m older, I don’t have to –”

Ilo: “Rules are rules. No smustling before homework’s done!”

“Oo-ooh!”

*munch munch*

I wouldn’t do that if I were you.

“Why not?”

That’s why.

Fully autonomous actions.

<3

<3

Birthday time for Barium!

Please don’t expect me to take any more close-ups of his face.

It could be worse, but still.

1 nice point. Yeah right <3

WHY DOES THIS SPOT TAKE GAZILLION CLICKS TO HARVEST

I’VE TRIED SPINNING IT AROUND BUT IT DOESN’T HELP

JUST… WHY?!

Make-over haiku:

Father of five kidsTrailer-living criminalThe beard is a must

HEY! Your brother is going to wake up!

Cal: Does it look like I care?

Might as well take some toddler shots!

The face block is a total coincidence >.>

FINALLY! MUAHAHAHAHAAAAA

“…Cal? Did you just hear something?”

“…let me sleep…”

“Yarr! The Pirate Empress strikes again!”

“Her Majesty still has some homework left.”

“Landcrab in sight! Ready the cannons!”

“Just hurry up already.”

“You’re no fun.”

*SPLAT*

Ura: “Yippee! Dad was abducted!”

“Oh no. OOOH NO.”

That’s it. I’m moving the crib into your bedroom.

Mandatory cuteness slide.

Hi there, Barium’s half-brother! What was your name again?

Patrick Ottomas: Just for that I’m going to steal your gnome.

I dare you.

No, wait! I didn’t really mean that!

Let go of him this instant!

“How is C minus horrible?”

Face it. You shall always live in the shadow of your sister.

THE PUNISHMENT HAS BEEN EXECUTED.

Count on Big Sis to bring the gnomes back!

Neo: “No one steals from me. No one.”

Bruce: {I wonder what Ilo will say once I tell her…}

“It was all natural, really.”

A poor girl manipulating her surroundings for resources and power. Sounds familiar.

*sigh*

Their chemistry’s good though.

Stats:Snoeu LumSon of David Lum (née Ottomas), the Rock GodGoes to Private School but still comes home with Neo <.<

Welcome ba- wait, is that mascara?

Ura: Yeah! It’s my birthday today!

And the guests have all arrived!

Tommy Ottomas: “You slut! Get away from my Dad!”

Ilo: “Umm… Was his name Adam?”

WHOA WHOA WHOA. WHAT IS HAPPENING.

I wanted her first kiss to be romantic… *glares at ACR*

Snoeu: Who’s my uncle? You are!

Yeah, the timelines are really messed up.

Don’t invite mean sims to parties. Ever.

It’s past 6 pm, and you know what that means…

NO CAKE.

Pras: Look! My hand got bigger again!

I can see that, thank you very much.

Pras: And the rest of my body too!

Knowledge/Romance+ Glasses & Grey hair- Red hairHand of Poseidon

And of course Ura has to make the bed for umpty-seven minutes before doing anything else.

Uranium: Uh-oh, a dust particle. Better start over again.

Finally, now we can –

Snoeu: I WILL EAT YOUR SOUL

Ura: Great party, even though you forgot the juice keg.

Fortune/Pleasure+ Formal wear & Hats- JewelryProfessional Party Guest

Do not fear, the retrievers are here!

*facepalm*

Hey, why not put li’l bro out in the rain in the crib that’s meant to be sold once summer comes around?

“Hello, Voice? I need to pee!”

Barium: “WAAAH! TIWED!”

Ilo: “See what I mean, honey?”

Pras: “I get it, Mom. No unprotected woohoo.”

Look, I actually do something useful once in a while!

Now we’ll have endless food resources :)

It was about time too, with all the autonomous cooking happening around here.

The classmates brought today are Teresa McTorin (a playable of mine)…

…and Tessa Ramirez, who has just earned a spot on my list of enemies.

Hah! Serves you right!

YOU DID NOT JUST BREAK THE SINK.

AND DON’T EVER RETURN.

Ooh, I didn’t know this was possible!

The good part about mean sims: 24 hour gnome protection.

“Hey, look at what I just popped out!!”

HE HAS A NOSE.

Neptunium was the first synthetic transuranium element produced and is named after the planet Neptune. Derived from bombing uranium with neutrons, it is highly radioactive.

What the –

I know you’re family secondary, but this just takes the prize.

Party time! Here’s proof that I actually purchased the keg this time.

I… I just can’t caption Bruce’s expression right now, no matter how much I stare.

“Yippee!”

“Wooh!”

“Ye- uh…”

“…”

I was scared for a moment, but Ilo’s fertility has passed its expiration date *phew*

Meet Ginger Newson, who’s dated practically every Ottomas…

Ginger: “Not true! I’ve only dated half of them!”

…and Tina Traveller, supposedly on Twikkii Island right now.

Tina: What? Who’s there?!

Night falls, meaning it’s time to play “52-baby-pickup”!

“Who’s my little greenie-beanie?”

Promotion~ Please don’t advance any further (or I’ll lose points).

Bruce: I don’t know Voice, I’d rather just quit it altogether… The cops are EVERYWHERE.

Whatcha moping ‘bout?

Pras: “I missed the school bus.”

Well then you have time to catch up on homework!

“But the questions are so hard…”

Do you want to go to college or not?

Another birthday party! Yesterday’s keg was barely touched o.O

Well, it’s probably because we have minors all over the place.

Who needs grades when there’s CAKE!

Ilo: “Voice, please refrain from that kind of attitude around my children. I want them to succeed in life.”

CAKE!

“Oh yeah!”

Fortune/Popularity+ Formal wear & Charisma- UnderwearHand of Poseidon

“I think the teacher’s got something against me…”

The party score is slipping, which calls for SOCIALIZING!

Oh look, the computer broke down.

*replaces with a networking gift*

RELEASE THE BABY. I REPEAT, RELEASE THE BABY.

Ugh *rubs temples*

That’s it for this chapter. Keep on simming!