Noseworthy: 3.1

[azaya]

ah yes, more of Them

so, when last we met to discuss the doings of the noseworthys, nebella had just coaxed a space mouse and a space sheep into the ancestral manse to be her girlfriends. instead of picking up with that, look at this pond we made!


it is extremely pondsome. we spent like an hour on all the foliage (and by 'we' i mean 'pooklet, while i shouted encouragements at them'). the swimming cactuar is named pond john.

sure is a nice pond, isn't it?


earleen: oh.

yep.

earleen: did you save after making the pond?

nope.

earleen: oh, dip. sucks.


nebella: hey cutie boots. whatcha up to?

rosealice: burpin' the alphabet. you?


nebella: breakin' in the new bed, if you'd care to join me.

rosealice: i WOULD!


rosealice: now that that's finished, i wonder what asteria's cousin is up to.


anyway, this is the new bed they were breakin' in.


while it lasted.


as it turns out, even with use inaccessible beds enabled, these bitches are too dumb to use the triple bed we made them. at least it looked cute.


what're you up to, earleen?

earleen: making hand puppets. this is punchy and this is knuckly. i'm concerned they may turn on me in the night.


nebella: this is the right place to fuck my girlfriend.


schenectady: booyeah! this week was amazing. let's make next week more of the same.

mawreen: i mean, i'd prefer your sister not defile my bed again next week...

gertrude: hello reader!


daphnia: wheeee! i chose this voluntarily!

she did, and even correctly identified her own punishment trampoline. way to go, daph!


earleen: i fucked in your bed. :D


that looks less like science, and more like spying.

earleen: but it IS a lot of fun!


gertrude: there's plenty to be said for panties but i've always preferred a nice, roomy pair of boxers. especially if they have little hearts on them, like in cartoons.

schenectady: mom, i just wanted to get some toast.

mawreen:


schenectady: this seems like the safest place to have my birthday right now.

well, here she is. as ever, we did our best.


earleen: no thoughts. bouf empty.


earleen: whoa.


earleen: who-hoo-hoo's THIS hottie?

schenectady: thank you, ovine friend!


nebella: WHOO! GO MOM! FLIP THAT SHIT AND BY THAT SHIT I MEAN YOUR YOU!


nebella: WHOOOOOOO

gertrude: i sense change upon the wind - verily must i uncover it thus!


schenectady: EXCUSE ME MY TAXI IS HERE WHY AM I NOT OUTSIDE

earleen: oh no... the hottie can't leave... how tragic......


stretchy maus


mawreen: excellent color scheme. this one is my favorite.

rosealice: thank you!


rosealice: wanna squeak my mouse tiddies?

nebella: absolutely i do.


nebella: my god, but that is a beautiful face. the face of a queen. or a GOD


earleen: hell yeah it is! hey, weird question maybe - do rosealice's titties squeak if you squeeze them?


mawreen: hmm. this one's pretty okay, too.

earleen: yay!


earleen: ...but he got away with his pot of gold AND my purse before i could catch up to him. and that was the third time i got robbed by a leprechaun.


rosealice: oh hey that reminds me, i know we talk about how i'm a mouse but i'm actually a flightless bat. got some flightful cousins, though!

nebella: huh!


rosealice what

are your bones doing

rosealice: oh, don't worry, overlord. it's a flightless bat thing.

IS IT


so since the throuple were too stupid to use their triple bed, we demoted them to a double and a day bed.

earleen: the mattress feels nice on my body!

that's good.


gertrude: this is the right place to take a sponge bath.

is it


sheep snugglin'


earleen: WHY IS IT ROUND THIS MAKES NO SENSE AS A PUZZLE HOW AM I TO ALIGN THE COLORS LIKE THIS


nebella: hoo boy, that sure was a hefty puke for no reason at all!


nebella: wait...


nebella: could there be a reason after all??

hmm.


earleen: i... have an IDEA!

is it triple concurrent pregnancies?

earleen: yep!


rosealice: hey there, hottie patottie, i just learned a bunch of stuff about bodies that'll definitely come in handy. interested in a one-on-one lesson?

nebella: heehee. yes.


nebella: ulp. :(


nebella: i hate this!

sorry, honeybunch. it'll be over soon, at least?


earleen: nebella! there you are! it is imperative that i french you at once.

nebella: great, but i should probably brush the puke off my teeth first—

earleen: THERE'S NO TIME!


mawreen: sure am throwin' a pot.

are you?


mawreen: nothing like a long, leisurely soak in a freshly thrown pot.

isn't there?


rosealice: tickle time for cutie pies!

earleen: haha eeeeee!


gertrude: did you know rosealice is actually a flightless bat?

mawreen: you don't say! does she have flightful cousins?


gertrude: *dips her whatever-mawreen-is*


bebs, like marsha before you, you have practically gone to culinary school. how haves't you never TV'd a dinner?


OH, GOOD FOR YOU.


sheep babs. this is osmariel. we call her oz.


babby number deux. mufala, or muffy. this is going good, i'd say! we were a little worried about the melding of sheep and whatever-nebella-is genetics, but it seems like they mix pretty well—


oh. there it is.

well. this is floribunda. goes by bunny.

sigh.

and now, a study in priorities:


nebella: i think i'd like to study parenting, so i can be the best mom i can be.

earleen: i wanna fuck in a tent!


mawreen: hey, i've got an idea too!


the house swells with power and construction leftovers. we had to throw another shipping container on top for nebella and her wives (for that triple bed they didn't appreciate), and since sims in general are bad at pathing and these sims are particularly bad at it, we needed some alternate ways of getting upstairs. but only alternate ways of getting upstairs that the noseworthys themselves could have conceivably constructed.

hence, the plank, and the definitely extremely safe flight of steps bursting up from it like a fungus. the definitely extremely safe stairs are shored up underneath by a structure we just call 'the edifice'. half cinderblocks, half rusting metal pole, half wishes and prayers, all disaster in the making.

honestly, this whole 'house' is just one big OSHA violation.


anyway, she slep


earleen: oh cool, a tiny me! i know what this calls for.

is it potty training sheep?


IT'S POTTY TRAINING SHEEP


YESSSS


gertrude: so forgive me if this is a rude question, but i'm really curious how things, uh, work with you guys?

earleen: um, i mean it's not really that different with three of us.


earleen: sometimes nebella kisses me, sometimes she kisses rosealice. we just take turns.

gertrude: oh, that's so polite!


gertrude: is it just me or is it raining babies in this house?

rosealice: GURP


maus bebbem, deftly straddling the line betwixt cute and terrifying. purple is pastelicca and pink is aneeta!


nebella: way to birth, babe! you pulled through that shit like a champ. boy, five kids in two pregnancies, huh? that seems like plenty.


earleen: OW, FUCK


mawreen, happy flappies ablaze: sweet, i'm never gonna do anything ever again!

oh, right, her LTW was six grandkids. sweet. six birds with one stone! or something like that.


anyway, behold a fourth lamb. desmira, known as desi.


buttflap the wolf: hello there small child! i'm from the capricorn point branch of the st. dumpling's werewolf association, seeking donations of fresh children! can i put you down for two?

osmariel: STRANGER DANGER

i mean, broadly, that's correct


pastelicca: i'ma draw the greatest drawing that ever been drawed by mortal hands.

floribunda: fascinating

aneeta: this crayon tastes like crayon!


aneeta: *bestial shriek of rage*

floribunda: villain, how do you dare! i might have soiled m'self.


rosealice: hmm, good accent, though


earleen: aw, AW! come on, who just left this here? that's not okay!

desmira:


we'd like that for you, too, gert

maybe try having a single worthwhile ambition in your entire wants panel, you contrary fuck


meanwhile, i guess we know who taught shuck how to sunbathe now


fun fact: aneeta's nickname is 'needy'. just. keep that in mind.


rosealice: ...and then the cooch doctor said, 'but those aren't underpants!'

gertrude: rosealice, you are a flightless font of filthy jokes!

mufala: whuz?... guys, 'm tryna sleep...


earleen: sure was nice of rosealice to take the kids tonight!

nebella: yeah!... um


earleen: okay, needy, you're back inside. now stop bothering mommy and mama, it's date night.


aneeta: GANGY?!

gertrude: oh. um. are you looking for one of your moms? they're outside.


aneeta: MAMA?!

earleen: for fuck's sake


peanut: hey, so, have y'all thought any further about making a donation?

earleen: don't tempt me.


gertrude: this one's my favorite.

is it cuz she's green?

gertrude: how dare you ascribe such shallowness to me! and yes.


aneeta: MOMMY?!

nebella: *sigh*


nebella: whosa good boy! who is! who's got a fluffy belly? who does?!

peanut: *delighted panting*

aneeta: MOMMY?!?!


mawreen: it's important to start education early, so today we're gonna compare and contrast sharp cheddar and mild cheddar on the axes of melt, stretch, and flavor.


mufala: shouldn't your eyes be much, much smaller?

floribunda: shouldn't your mouth be much, much more closed?


mawreen: oh, sick!

happy birthday, you big-eyed, gash-mouthed weirdo.


nebella: *dips her sheep*


nebella: look what washed up on the beach! want to place it uponst your dainty hoof?

earleen: i mean i have hands not hooves but otherwise YES!


rosealice: hey guys, what's going on in this room?... oh, tight.

bebbles kept rolling wants to marry earleen specifically, so we let her.


earleen: omigosh, are you full of baby again? that's so cool! hi, baby!

gertrude: holy crap! did you guys know we had a bathroom here? i've just been bathing in the kitchen sink!


rosealice: aww, you're such a sweetie. *caress*

nebella: nice. BD


aww, i think this hinge just became a triad.

nebella: nice!


rosealice and earleen: *giggle, smooch, smoosh*

gertrude: ...but she had to wear gloves, i heard, since she doesn't have hooves.

nebella: oh, totally. all the best burglars have hooves.


earleen: three IS my favorite number!


peanut: I CAN'T GET TO POND JOHN AND I'MA THROW A TEMPY TANT!

nebella: fascinating

we rebuilt the pond. because suck it, sims 2.


aneeta: i should buy a boat.

osmariel: hands up, burglar, you've been caught red-handed!

floribunda: hah! you'll never link me to the crime with these hooves, pig! i don't leave fingerprints!


uh. oz, how... how did you get over there?


floribunda: *devilish giggling*


mufala: MOMS! MOMS, BUNNY'S DOING WITCHCRAFT WITHOUT A CERTIFICATE AGAIN!


nebella: hey there, omelet plate, lookin' fiiiiine, baby!


earleen: aww, cheer up, pastelicca, i'm sure you'll grow into your neck seam! if not, there's always sim surgery!

pastelicca: wh-what?


and then we discovered that the base of the edifice was technically a chair.

mawreen, muffled by ten cinderblocks: feels nice under my butt.

Comments

[pooklet]

oh ho ho ho HO ho ho!!

[azaya]

oh ho ho ho HO ho ewe

[pastplumbbobperfect]

Support beam! Chair! Same diff, right?

And I think Floribunda is going to be a very pretty Sim once she grows into those eyes and cheekbones. All the kids will! They're striking little aliens.

[azaya]

same diff indeed! at least if you ask mawreen!

thank you! we're pretty happy with how they've all turned out :D

[hotaruthodt]

Oh man the kids are all so cute. It might be difficult to pick an heir this time around. :o

About the triple bed thing: Maybe you could put the single bed on the outside? I had a similar issue with a triple bed and putting the single bed on the outside of the double bed and putting walk through blocks at the head of each bed worked for the most part. I did have the double bed against the wall though.

[azaya]

it was a bit difficult! we tend to decide fairly early on, but this time was especially tricky.

hmm, we did have the single bed on the outside, but didn't think of using walkthrough blocks with it! we'll have to give that a try. thanks for the suggestion!! :D

[(Anonymous)]

discovering there was a new noseworthy update made my night! this gen's throuple is ridiculously cute oh my god

[azaya]

i'm so glad to hear it! and yeah we just love the throuple, they're the most adorable idiots