Well, I think this thread has already run its course, we won't get mad if you decide to just end it with one more post. Of course, then you have to start a new one.
I'm not sure if that's true. I think a story can always unfold more ... but if Lynet is done with it, then it's done. However, Lynet you do realize you are required to write another one for us? That's a given. I never miss an episode of this one. And I do want to know what happens to Esther and Quinn ...
I've been playing with Quinn, Esther and their friends all afternoon since I was home from work today due to repairmen in the house. Now it's midnight and I can't stop yawning. I have pictures! And Griffin bought his wife, Felicia, a fabulous Christmas present! We'll get to see it before Christmas because he stored it over at Emmeline's house . I can't wait to show you. Emmeline has started decorating her house, too. Snow has fallen in the neighborhood. There's snow on the trees. Anyway, stay tuned ... (sneak preview picture attached )
So I'm a little late to the this tale and have only caught up on the whole story today. Actually, I started reading it at work today and became engrossed and had to keep reading, as soon as I got home. Because I've read so much in a few hours I have to add a few comments... Love the pictures especially the newpapers and sepia toned ones. It added so much to the story that I forgot it wasnt me who was playing with these Sims. If you do decide to finish the story I hope you'll perserve long enough to tie up those loose end. Thanks for a great yarn.
Everybody's comments are so welcome. Thanks, and I do intend to tie up loose ends. I may need reminding of which ends are still loose, however. I think there are several and I've kind of lost track of them all.
A letter arrives for Emmeline from Esther. She hesitates for a moment, dreading more unpleasantness, but she opens it. Dear Emmy, I'm sorry about quarreling with you on the phone. Sheila Mae and Dalila have both pointed out that, although you are often difficult to talk to, you really do love us and want us to be happy. I know that's true but when I'm feeling overwhelmed, I want to be comforted, not lectured. And I am desperately, desperately in need of comforting now because *here the writing falters because shaking fingers had gripped the pen. Emmy's heart aches for her little sister. The sentence ends...* you were right. I am calmer now. I think I can finish this letter. Maybe I should phone you instead but no, writing is easier than talking. I can't talk. I can barely breathe. There is one last exam to struggle through tomorrow and then I am done with studies and with Le Tour and with everything and everyone here. Yes, I will take that exam and I WILL ace it. I have worked too hard and too long and will NOT be defeated by emotions. If I am to succeed in the business world I must learn to bury them. Yes, I am calmer now. I feel better. *The pen is clearly held once more by a shaking hand* How could he, Emmy? How could he do this to someone he loves? How could he betray me? I am so miserable. I can't write anymore. I'm back. Look at these pictures. The cheerleader Beverly took them and showed them to me. She hates me. Don't say anything to George about what you see here, about Adriana and Quinn. Adriana loves George. She really does. She's been on the phone with him every day as soon as she knows he's home from work. But like me she was caught up by the spell of the poetry whispered in the ear, the sound of far away places in his voice, hair the color of autumn leaves, and those haunting eyes. He is like a creature who has come out of the forest, powerful and mysterious, frightening and provocative, all at the same time. Emmy, it was so beastly and sordid. Two nights ago, we were all in the living room after dinner when he causually leaned over and kissed me. Adriana suddenly leaped from her chair and slapped him. I didn't understand. I just stood there in surprise. Then she started yelling at me. Then she was crying. Beverly had dropped by and was hanging out with us. She just laughed, then showed me the picture of him kissing Adriana. He was furious. I saw ugliness on his face that I've never seen before. How could he? I don't understand how he could do this? This letter has taken a day and night to write. My exam is done. Please, Emmy, may I stay with you for awhile. You may lecture me all day long, if you like. I will help with the baby. It will be good for us. Older and wiser, your sister, Esther A short letter flys the other way, back to Esther. Dear Esther, Yes, of course. Stay with us for as long as you like. We'll spend Christmas together. There is plenty of room. No lectures, I promise. Come immediately. Don't bother packing. You can wear the clothes I can't fit into anymore and after this baby is born we'll go shopping. I'm looking forward to seeing you. Love, Emmy
What a cad. I hope Adriana and George can patch things up ... He seems like a better catch. And Oooh! Snow! I have got to download that set. I've been meaning to for a couple of days now, just haven't had the time.
Real quick--I'm at work and should not even have checked in here because I've SO MUCH to do. But I did not get the snow from the Christmas pack. I went looking for it. I think it was various things from MTS2, ground cover and snow covered bushes and trees that people have made for downloading. Of course, I didn't think to check groundcover in the build section of the game after loading the Xmas pack, but there were no snow bushes and trees with it. I did look there.
Wow, LOL, I didn't know the Christmas pack was already out! And I'm still saving up to buy Uni. Well, actually I do have enough to buy it but then I'll only have $30 left...$30 left of my whole life's savings. Wow, that's overwhelming. Anyway, yeah, I did install Nightlife before Uni, whoops. May have to reinstall the whole game, but I don't really care. It's worth it to me, and since Laura Bones is already gone, I don't mind losing the few families I've made already. Also, I didn't mean to say that I was sick of reading Dear Emmy, but I'm just saying that you could've ended it a few pages ago if you had wanted. But anyway, I personally find Quinn quite ugly, but then again, for some reason I don't find sims quite as pretty as real life people. Like, when I try to make a sim look a woman I've seen on TV that's really pretty, the face gets all bumpy and distorted and doesn't look natural anymore.
Phone call from Emmy to Felicia Sparrow-- Hi, Felicia, how are you and the kids and Griffin? Doing great, Emmy. Matthew has managed to settle down to his studies at Le Tour. His friend, Starla, who had planned to go to Sim State got a scholarship to Le Tour and the two of them arranged to get into the same dorm. It's a small dorm, only 5 rooms. I've met the other three kids who've moved in and they seem OK. How are you, Emmy? Feeling good. The baby's due anytime now. I'm hoping for a girl. I love the idea of shopping for little dresses, but if it's a boy, I'm sure he'll melt my heart every time he smiles, like Alon does. Esther moved in with us this weekend. I'm glad for the company. Alon works such long hours. Anyway, I'd like all of you over for Thanksgiving dinner. How about it? Great, Emmy, but you can't possibly be doing the cooking. The baby could arrive right in the middle of stuffing the turkey. Tell you what--we can eat at your house because the dining room is bigger but I'll come over in the morning and Esther and I and Griffin and Alon can take care of everything. Matthew will be home for the weekend and he can keep Gavin entertained making snowmen. You will put your feet up and watch football. How's that? You didn't mention Dalila. How's she doing? She took Lily and went out to stay with Aunt Elizabeth on the farm? Didn't she call you? I thought she would have. Aunt Elizabeth has slowed down considerably. She needs help around the house and Dalila said it would be good for Lily, too. Well, I wish we could all be together, but it's for the best that she get away for a little while. What about Sheila Mae. Will she join us, or have Thanksgiving at Aunt Elizabeth's place. Don't know. Tell you what, I'll call her right now. I'll get back to you. Bye
A little later, Felicia phones Emmy-- Emmy, dear, how about sitting down. What's going on, Felicia. You're scaring me. OK, OK, I'm sitting down. Is someone hurt? I sincerely hope not, Emmy, but I don't know for sure. I spoke to Sheila Mae and she talked to Aunt Elizabeth. Dalila is not there. She's gone. She took Lily, too. What are you talking about? What do you mean, she took Lily and she's gone? Gone where? How? She left a note on Aunt Elizabeth's kitchen table. Aunt Elizabeth is quite upset about it. I'm sitting down. I'm trying to stay calm. What did the note say? It didn't say much, only that she didn't want anyone to worry, but that she and Quinn had decided to elope and to take Lily and go away for a little while. She wrote, "Don't worry about us, please. I'm happy. I love Quinn. He loves me. We're going out of town to get married and to find a place to live. Don't be angry with us. It's all for the best. I love all of you." Oh no, oh no, oh no. Oh, Dalila, you silly girl. Why didn't I talk to you sooner? How could I have been so stupid? Emmy, Emmy, stop! Talk to Dalila about what? This isn't your fault. She's an adult and can make up her own mind about how to spend her life. You can't run her life for her. That's not what I mean. Oh, never mind, Felicia. I have to think. I have to go now. Bye.
I'm not. Really! I've been playing the game and haven't stopped in here much except for a few minutes to post the update. It has also been a busy weekend raking leaves, cleaning house and looking for a new refrigerator because ours is ancient, falling apart and not bothering to keep the food cold anymore. And just because it's ancient its dimensions don't match what's available in stores these days, and none of the new ones will fit in the space left by the old one. Let me see...I think there's a smilie around here somewhere that fits the situation...ah, it's too violent...think I'll pass. Anyway, I'm just going to attach a picture of Griffin's Christmas present for Felicia (he owes her big, don't you think?) Esther couldn't resist modeling the coat for us. Don't worry, it's not real fur. No animals gave up their lives for Felicia's present.
Thanks . Just got this one. The other thing hubby and I did tonight was go see The Legend of Zorro. Lots of action and costumes and fun (and no depth, but who cares when you can watch Antonio ) Meanwhile, back in Simland, Christmas may come early because most of the fourth generation of Sparrows are within a day or two of becoming elders and I wanted them to celebrate at least one Christmas before that transition. For example, I don't think the fur coat is available to elders. I am increasingly annoyed that fashion for elders is so limited. My vampire Candida is quite lovely but it's hard to find romantic clothes for her. That's the other time consuming project this weekend. Shopping on fansites for clothes for my sims. And it's most annoying when I'm sure I've downloaded something lovely and it doesn't show up in the game, probably because of a missing mesh. Now I want to go check up on everyone else's soap operas.
Christmas at Aunt Elizabeth and Uncle Phinney's House. Santa showed up Christmas Eve when he smelled the cookies baking. For the most part he stood around going "Ho Ho." Little Georgia and Montana gave him a hug but were too exhausted to stay up eating cookies with him so they went to bed. That was fortunate because Santa wanted to leave a remote control toy car under the tree but Uncle Phinney said absolutely not--those things are nothing but trouble. If Montana had seen the car there might have been tears at losing it. Santa arrives. Montana welcomes him. Santa sits down for cookies. Uncle Phinney wears his new pajamas, a present from Aunt Elizabeth. The guest at the end of the table is Dante Tellerman (his father is Komei.) Aunt Elizabeth thanks Ruth Ann for her present, a pretty pink sweater. The next morning, Aunt Ezliabeth in her new robe (a present from Phinney) and Uncle Phinney share a moment of peace after the kids have left for school.
So, can you buy presents for people? I've been so disgusted with Santa I haven't bothered to explore the other options. And where did you get the fur coat? Did it come with the holiday package, or did you download it?
Where did you get the robe? I was looking for one the other day. Your sims home looks wonderfully all Christmas decorated.
