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yo dudes sorry i just disappeared for a couple of months there. i did a bunch of exams and graduated high school, which was pretty sucky but im done & back now! not sure when ill be posting again, but im planning some stuff :)
So The Sims 3 might have the greatest patch notes ever
Kleptomaniac Sims can no longer steal Subway stations from lots.
Sims can no longer WooHoo in the Elevator with a Sim who is on a different floor.
The Grim Reaper will no longer be prevented from reaping souls due to band affiliation.
Fixed a tuning issue so that Sims now vomit at acceptable levels.
It is no longer possible to ‘Try for Baby’ with the Grim Reaper.
“Become Enemies with Child” wish no longer appears.
Sims who are on fire will no longer be forced to attend graduation before they can put themselves out.
Pregnant sims can no longer brawl.
Baby Sims will no longer become stuck on a Sim’s hand while driving a car.
Sims will no longer receive a wish to “Skinny Dip” with Mummies.
A meteor can hit a building, which case everyone will run out before the collision. Those who do not exit the building will die. Sims automatically leave if a meteor is approaching, unless it is a school, in which children are not allowed to leave and will always die.
bonewagon:
I can’t stop laughing holy shit
As a programmer I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.
andrea: guess what!! i just got recruited for a job!! a rather lucrative one, i might add.
callie: ohh, might you? that’s p sweet, what is it?
andrea: uhh im not sure im allowed to say?
callie: ...if you get sold into slavery, i dont think i can pay rent.
imane: excuse me, mind if i take a seat?
andrea: uhh, i guess not.
imane: i couldn’t help but notice how skilled you are.
andrea: ohh, uh, not really.
imane: please. you’re clearly a savant. we could use a cunning and tactical mind like yours.
andrea: uMM cunning and tactical? its just chess.
imane: humble. i like it. yes, you are exactly what S.I.M.S needs.
andrea: UHH like the government agency?? with secret agents and shit??
imane: yes, dear. here, take my business card. i hope we’ll be hearing from you.
andrea: (THE FUCK??)
despondence. failure. regret. remembrance.
callie: you’re back! are... are you alright?
andrea: ... i know im putting you in a position where it’s difficult to say no, and i don’t want to abuse your hospitality... but please, please can i stay just one more night?
callie: dont be ridiculous dude id be fucked without you! i need you to be my flatmate.
andrea: thank you... i dont deserve this
erin: it was so lovely to see you dear, even if it had to be under these circumstances...
andrea: i’ll miss you mum :(
erin: me too, sweetie
andrea: mum, i-i think i should move back in. i hate the idea of you all alone...
erin: oh sweetie, i appreciate it but... i have your sisters. you need to go back, i would hate myself if i were the one to hold you back.
andrea: ...okay.
andrea: its ok ma... he’ll always be watching.
andrea: i didn’t think i’d be back so soon...
callie: is everything alright?
andrea: my dad... h-he’s dead...
callie: oh fuck andrea i’m so sorry! let’s get you home right away! i... i’ll book you a train. just... let’s go.
andrea: you know, i’ve had a lot of fun tonight. thank you.
callie: well i mean all i did was drink and watch u sing badly but ur welcome
andrea: no like, really, thank you, you didn’t have -
bzzt... bzzt...
andrea: sorry, it’s my mum, i should take this...
andrea: mum? what’s up?
erin: (sobbing) oh sweetie, i-i’m so sorry... it’s your dad... he-he had a heart attack. he’s gone.
andrea: ...i-i’ll be there first thing tomorrow.
bria: ok andrea you have to do karaoke with me! i wont let you say no! if you dont, i will hex you and happily accept when it hits me back threefold :)
andrea: a tad dramatic but sure!