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Noseworthy: 1.1

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back in february pooklet and i thought it would be fun to do a midnight sun challenge.
we're playing it together on pooklet's computer, which is a beast. pooklet's editing the pictures and i'm writing the updates!
at the time, there was no sims 2 midnight sun ruleset (i think one was posted like, a week later!) so we just adapted the original ts3 ones. we made a tiny island neighborhood with exactly one lot, and then, after we spent awhile kicking around in body shop unsatisfied with our attempts to craft our founder, i was like hey, instead of making a new sim, i have an idea just crazy enough to work.
so into that lone lot went our beloved mawreen.

this lot, specifically

her home island, capricorn point, is entirely deserted aside from her, so mawreen's building the house on her own, out of shipping containers. just the one to start, cuz she doesn't need or deserve more space than this.

we tried to make it nice for her, though. within the bounds of what she could realistically have hauled to capricorn point from the mainland thrift store in a boat, or else washed up on her beach.



including a portapotty and as many scented candles as she could cram on a tray. you gotta make do with what you have.


i think it's nice and homey. all things considered.

she's got a peach tree and some pineapples for sustenance, and some more shipping containers at the ready.
but we all know why we're here, and it's not to look at the decorating.

boom. money shot.
mawreen noseworthy
5-7-1-3-9, libra
family/grilled cheese
+underwear & formalwear, -robots
family oriented, eccentric, absentminded, easily impressed, couch potato

but then wE INTERRUPT THIS MIDNIGHT SUN TO HAVE THIS HAPPEN ANY TIME WE TRY TO PLAY OR GO TO CAS IN ANY NEIGHBORHOOD AND WE WERE SUPER SCARED WE'D SOMEHOW BROKEN POOKLET'S WHOLE SIMS INSTALLATION but it was fine it was just argon's townie brick.
unfortunately, we did not realize this until we had already remade the neighborhood at least once and maybe twice.

but eventually we figured it out and got back to mawreen, eatin a sandwich. she's got her mouth flaps out. we call them her happy flappies.

find anything down on the beach?
mawreen: phbbt. why would i know?

friendly beach crab: greetings large-eyed land friend! have you heard the good word about our lord and savior, depiglio?
mawreen: OW

since mawreen isn't allowed to have visitors or use the phone (we later removed it) and she can only go mate-hunting three times, this is the first of many visits from the dark lapin.

ok. ok ok. ok.
i don't think i can adequately communicate how much she autonomously sunbathed. (and later, everyone else too.) we didn't actually get many pictures of it cuz if we did there would be basically nothing else to this midnight sun, so you're gonna have to trust us. this happened
ALL
THE
TIME
and i also can't describe HOW MUCH WE HATED IT.

mawreen: i got a tan
you look like a grilled mushroom

mawreen: but like, cute, right?
no. the tan overlay is nauseating on your skintone.
this will be a theme.

mawreen: *harvests the pinaps*
i'm not sure how she transmutes these into grilled cheeses, as they are her entire food source. but on the other hand, stop asking questions!

mawreen: admit it. i look cute.
i will die first, you seared portobello.
(the noodlesoother looks cute though.)

she picked a fight with the dark lapin that she could not win. in fact, she picked several fights with the dark lapin that she could not win. maybe learn to pick your battles, mawreen?
mawreen: *did not learn to pick her battles*

with fucking whomst, the social bunny??

mawreen: *screams*

mawreen: I'M NOT HAVING ANY FUN IN THIS BATHROOM!
i'll tell you the same thing we tell everyone else - i don't think you're supposed to. that is not its function.

mawreen: maybe i could have a meaningful conversation with hello kitty
(as you can see, we have not yoinked the phone yet)

alien girlfriend: expectation versus reality

mawreen: curious! no grilled cheese to be found in any of these ground holes

mawreen: wonder if i can get pregnart from swimmin
urban legend

her tan finally wore off and now she's back to her usual disconcerting gray
mawreen: *basks*

with
whomst

friendly beach crab: madam! lovely to see you again. have you given any further thought to my query?
mawreen: *SHRIEK*

mawreen: ANyway i'll think about it

by this point we'd built our downtown district, sandcrab cove. a wee fishing town full of cute aliens. mawreen can visit three times to look for a mate.

we were planning to make this a vacation destination so we could actually save our progress, but that lead to the whole townie brick fiasco and so a downtown it is.
highlights: the original dave's house of laughs, which, like all its branches, employs no daves, nor houses, nor laughs. trees.

we'd already built the sandcrab motel and like, we weren't going to just not use it. so mawreen gets to go here, check in, pay, check back out, and go cruisin'. to simulate vacationing.

opalluna: yeah rainbows are hecka dope. love em

at the bar, which is the same bar we always use but madeunder to look sadder, mawreen and opalluna presumably continue their rainbow discourse
heloise: UNPROMPTED GRRRR

oH MY JESUS GOD. FUCK. i haven't played a downtown in a literal decade and neither has pooklet so this was truly terrifying to behold.

mawreen: i love people! socializing is the best!

meanwhile, directly to her left, eufala got drunk and decided to punch bilberry, who didn't take it well.

christomathy: RIP HER ARMS OFF
heloise: I APPROVE OF THIS UNPROMPTED VIOLENCE

opalluna: there's nothing like a sunday night at the bar
mawreen: should we call someone??

mawreen managed to lure christomathy away from the carnage and back to capricorn point. things are looking up!

i mean, not for christomathy.

mawreen: that was the best! there's only one thing left to check

christomathy: ew, no, grilled cheese is disgusting.
mawreen: get OUT

visit 2/3 she ran into gertrude, who is not a grilled cheese sim but was happy to let mawreen tell her all about them. that's a keeper! lock it down, mawreen.

mawreen: in a minute, first i have to hide from the fight
god damn it eufala

eufala would not stop picking fights with bilberry and rushing to watch it made everything fall out of mawreen's queue. so eufala died. mysteriously.

mawreen: thank god that ended peacefully! *squeeze*
gert: somebody died

mawreen: you're so cute! i love green. green and pink go so well together!

opalluna: YOU MONSTER, WE TALKED ABOUT RAINBOWS
mawreen: what

unhappy flappies

opalluna's confused interruption aside, mawreen's courtship continued undeterred

mawreen: i don't care for you.
heloise: s'mutual.
gert: i love that girl.

YES. NOW COAX HER BACK TO THE ISLAND BEFORE SHE CHANGES HER MIND.

gert did not change her mind.


since it's all mawreen eats and she was so receptive to the topic, gert gets grilled cheese secondary too.

gert: you know what would really hit the spot? some grilled cheese sandwiches!

mawreen: whatever you desire, my ethereal frog princess.
gert: :"D

gert: sure is a nice night to stand very still in one spot
mawreen: *disagrees with*

GYAAAARRRGHHH
remember what i said before about the sunbathing? goes double for these fucking sand castles. we've never hated a beach lot so much.

mawreen: watch out for the crab she's really pushy

you did it, kiddo. we're so proud of you!

i take it back. the pride is rescinded. you blew it.

mawreen: *dips her frog*

mawreen: marry me? we could honeymoon in the sand castle
gert: it's a dream come true!


gert: *dips her whatever mawreen is*

mawreen: 'cha doin?
gert: just breaking ground for another beach palace in my formal lolita onepiece. you?
mawreen: getting married, i HOPE

they did.

how'd you fit that over your horns?
gert: i don't know! :D

they're so sweet (when they're not engaging in ragemaking beach activities)
gert: we're still sweet then

mawreen: buuuuhhhhhhhh
i guess somebody was prefnat and we didn't notice! anyway, this is daphnia

her nickname is 'quagsire'

jesus christ. mawreen's maw is kind of worse in an otherwise pretty normal face.

POTTY TRAINING FA

mawreen: i bet i could eat an entire knife rack. i should eat an entire knife rack.

where you headed, daph?

OH.
GOOD. GOOD FOR YOU.

we could just kill you all, we really could.

we don't have a picture of the rest of capricorn point because we forgot but THANK GOD, THE SAND CASTLES ARE VISIBLE FROM THE NEIGHBORHOOD VIEW. I WAS CONCERNED.

mawreen: bethe the behbeh

daphnia: QUAGSI— i mean HEY I GREW UP

she's a little cutie, isn't she? lookit those chunky cheeks and not the hellish maw that gapes betwixt

here's ANOTHER CUTIE! this is nebella. she is basically the opposite of daph, face-wise. we cooed with delight upon her birth because staring this much at mawreen has completely recalibrated our understanding of what is 'cute'

mawreen: *unintelligible alien noises of affection*

mawreen: wanna make a third one?
gert: that is an extremely smart idea. yes.

the alien toy actually fits right into this household. i imagine it's like having a barbie doll or something.

mawreen: hold up, i haven't huffed these flowers yet

daphnia: this is the right place to loudly play with my toys
nebella:

mawreen took up toymaking at some point.

you did, dumbass

they moved nickeldumb the evil clown to the kids' room. nebella can't completely cover her eyes with her little baby hands when they play peekaboo. unfair advantage?

nebella: HA! your eyes fit behind your hands, like some kind of small-eyed nerd!

lspillow: *screams daphnia to sleep*

nebella: THERE'S SOMEBODY IN OUR HOUSE
what

how did you get 1) here and b) inside, christomathy?
christomathy: i heard someone playing this instrument for tips all the way over in sandcrab cove, so i hopped in my speedboat, zipped over here, moored it at the beach, hiked up to the house, opened the unlocked door, strolled upstairs, and put §5 in the jar.
leave

nebella: *leaps solemnly into childhood*

nebella: *gazes solemnly into the middle distance with her big weird eyes*
daphnia:

nebella: dude, you haven't seen antfarm dickhole? you're missing out! you'll never guess where the ants come from

nebella: i learned to speak in infancy. am i a prodigy? i really can't say. but yes.
daphnia: sure is nebella talking at my face

nebella: so, do you live here?

i hate everything happening in this picture. i can feel my blood pressure rising even though, as i'm typing this, i can only see half of it. THAT'S HOW MUCH I HATE IT.

sisters, sisters, there were never such dissimilar sisters

daphnia: i grew up. is the shower broken?
no. it was broken once, years ago, and after your mom fixed it, it kept leaking forever and we didn't replace it because it gets the spirit of this house.
daphnia: which mom

gert: that pillow matches my nightie.
did you swallow a beach ball

nebella: *swings*

mawreen: WHYYYYYYY DID WE HAVE ANOTHER ONE

mawreen: eh. i'm over it.

also mawreen: i have an idea

so uh. this is schenectady. she mostly goes by shuck.
this is after pooklet did some considerable photoshopping to sand the edges off. you can see here in her full glory here.

mawreen: this one is my favorite

but looking just like mawreen won't save shuck from sleeping, forgotten, on the floor

daphnia: stargazing is tight

daphnia: YOU'VE ENRAGED ME FOR THE FIRST TIME, JACKASS

mawreen: i should buy a boat. or a hat.
daphnia: OW FUCK

daphnia: teach you to show up when i'm lonely!

daphnia: QUAAAAAAAGSIIIIIIIIIIRE
mawreen: if i don't look it's not my problem

nebella: it's my birthday everybody pay attention to me
not so fast, nebbles

it's also shuck's birthday.
we tried with her. we did our best.

gert: outside in a thunderstorm is the right place to splash in puddles with a pair of lightning rods on my head

gert: space butthole.
mawreen: what

mawreen: *GETS STRUCK BY LIGHTNING WHILE MAKING A FUCKING SAND CASTLE THERE IS JUSTICE THERE IS A GOD*

gert: please don't take my dumb wife
mailien: hey guys what's going on on this beach

gert: *wins mawreen's life back!*
shuck: BAWWWW MOM'S DEAAAAAD

mawreen: I CAN ONLY EXPRESS MY BOUNDLESS LOVE AND GRATITUDE FROM THE AIR. CATCH ME.

we're not about to let her die this early.
nebella: ROLL FOR INITIATIVE
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i can finally give mawreen a less cringy ~canonical~ last name since she's not married into my legacy. o/ and rename her house to noseworthy estate. i would say she's living a completely different life in my game but (noseworthy) estate is an empty lot.
dark lapin is my favorite motherfucker. "you're starting to gain more fame with... no one" SICK BURN BRO.
mawreen with a tan... oh no. you made me miss beach lots but simultaneously reminded me why i never make beach lots. i never knew the sandcastles were visible from hood view! and yet every building i make, half the roof disappears from that view. i'm glad maxis knows what their fanbase wants.
mawreen: *has a baby* mmm-mmm don't want this
h. how does mawreen smell flowers. i. she doesn't have a. h
i love daphnia so much! she is so majestic ;~; definitely my fav thus far though nebella is a close second because of how well-picked all of her hairstyles were.
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But man does Mawreen make some oddly cute kids (and Gert being more traditionally cute is also a plus). I have to say my favourite of the bunch is Nebella. Her little horns and nosey give me more space-sheep vibes.
Oh and I had to actually go and look up "Antfarm Dickhole". I'm not sure if I have regrets about that. ^.^;
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"whatever Mawreen is" - clearly you called it with "grilled mushroom"
even more so after this lightning incident :x
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(Anonymous) 2020-12-30 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)no subject
yes!! we def are anon