tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92174428842126083842011-08-18T15:22:19.504+01:00Snapshots and stories from the lives of my SimsCarla F.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12611820577054302858noreply@blogger.comBlogger271100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9217442884212608384.post-23041698139022740702010-11-19T22:33:00.000Z2010-11-19T22:33:12.188Z

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Apparently, Sims can't be trusted around fire - at least mine can't. There she was in her brand new basement, dabbling in invention on her brand new Scraptronic Workbench... and before she knew it, she managed to set herself on fire! Fortunately, her sister was close by, taking the fire extinguisher for a walk  - or whatever the hell she was doing carrying a fire extinguisher around with her! (

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Sometimes your day starts in such a way that you're left with no choice but to conclude that the Universe is conspiring against you. And the Universe tends to run wild in the world of The Sims... that's what it's there for, right? It really is the perfect place to let your imagination run wild... as well as your dark side.But I digress... As I was saying, it's those little things that go wrong

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Meet the other twin. He's unlucky - among a few other things.As a matter of fact, he woke up today feeling especially unlucky but still insisted on making pancakes for breakfast... (for once, he'll be the one taking the first step in trying to patch things up with his sister after making so much fun of her last night - at least his heart is in the right place!) Unlucky people should come with

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Nothing like a midnight stroll around the local cemetery to meet new people... former people?... current ghosts?... someone new?... Well, anyway, that's what this girl was up to a few nights ago.Being what it is (mostly weird), my world of The Sims offers plenty of opportunities to socialise around the clock and around town. Being inappropriate, clumsy and unlucky, she's often rejected by other (

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... do it yourself, right?Well, as usual, this is just another one of those things that gets taken to the extreme in the world of The Sims.So this burglar (stylish, isn't he?) breaks into someone's house and is surprised by a state-of-the-art alarm system. It goes off ringing and buzzing and sending waves of whatever-the-hell-that-is through the air and scares the poor guy, er... I mean the

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The fearless mad scientist thought he'd stay away from the lab for a while... Where to go for a change of pace, what to do?... Since many of his neighbours where going on and on about France, China and Egypt as great vacation destinations, he came up with a formula to determine the best place to go (of course! - how else are people supposed to pick a vacation destination?! After many calculations

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What's the first thing a mad scientist does in the morning?I don't know about the ones among your acquaintances, but this fellow I know runs to his PC to check his e-mail. Of course, he first changes into proper work clothes, protecting himself from all the crazy events that can (and will surely) happen around the house when you live surrounded by stuff you've been making experiments on for a few

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This woman is a lady of many talents. She can even get away with walking around wearing nothing but scorched skin and blown up red hair - wait, no! This is what happened when she got cocky and tried do disable a fire trap that just wasn't in the mood to be messed with... The thing is, she was on a mission. This one involved hacking into the computers of an evil corporation... an Egyptian evil

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... and not the nurturing kind. I mean mummies as in wrap-me-in-gauze-for-millenia-and-then-let-some-fool-set-me-free-so-we-can-have-some-fun - THAT kind of mummy!So, my girl goes to Egypt, right? She immediately seeks adventure and starts running errands for the locals who prey on her bravery to get her involved in some pretty tricky situations... I'm sure you can all imagine how inviting an

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At one point in her life, she decided to mess with her Karma and joined the Military career... I guess she was getting fed up of all that Zen aura she came back with from China and wanted to get the adrenaline pumping back into her system - and she also wanted to mess with her Karma... To take it a bit farther and really show off her new in-your-face attitude (messing with her Karma and with

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Now this is a neat little trick she picked up in China... This is Yoga taken to the next level - to the ultimate level!If she concentrates hard enough she can meditate and float and even.. teleport (or zenport as it's called in the world of The Sims)! This is way too cool!Here she had just gained the ability and she just couldn't seem to get enough of the stuff... (I'll soon show you what

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No, she isn't celebrating that she just got asked on a date by that handsome lighthouse operator she's been keeping an eye on...But yes, this display of physical fitness does have something to do with him - she's showing off her martial arts skills (and flexibility) to him.Let's just hope she doesn't scare the poor guy off (assuming he's not too busy to notice her - or sleeping through the day as

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While some find the path to enlightenment by kicking everyone's ass on the way there (a perfectly legitimate approach, as long as I don't cross their paths), others evolve beyond that and choose to sit around and call it The Lotus Position...)You have to agree that it's much softer on your bone structure and much better for your life expectancy. It may not be much of an adrenaline rush but hey,

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This lady is an insomniac. This lady is a stalker. Or this lady is just plain crazy and will get herself in trouble if she doesn't get her head out of that trash bin...Some people will do just about anything to get the dirt on their neighbours. Maybe someone should have told her that you don't always have to get dirty in order to get the dirt on someone... She could have gone straight to the

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Well, life just doesn't seem to want to go easy on this lady...As if being sick from eating bad food wasn't enough (see previous post), now she's having trouble opening the drawer where she keeps some stay at home clothes to make herself more comfortable... For God's sake woman (Mother Nature is who I'm talking to here, ok?), all she wants is to curl up in a corner and forget she's alive for a

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It may look like she's suffering the pains after one night of drinking herself silly... Well, unfortunately she's not.I guess it was something she ate off that dish on the kitchen table - right next to her laptop. That goes to show just how busy this business woman is, and that's why sometimes she neglects her mealtimes.She often ends up eating whatever first comes to hand when she open the

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She's stargazing because she's into Astronomy... or is she? The way I see it (and I should know since she's sort-of-kind-of-like a mini-me...), she's spying on the lighthouse operator that lives on that island... I happen to know for a fact that it's a handsome young man who wouldn't mind socializing a bit with his curious neighbour...

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Squish, squish, stomp, stomp... That's how you make nectar (why can't they just call it what it really is - wine?!) in the world of The Sims.In my case, squish, squish, stomp, stomp, crash! - that's how I do it because my balance isn't all that good... Although, in my defence, I must say that the vapours forming beneath my feet must have had something to do with it, you know?

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This brunette was looking for a fight - and I was kind enough to bring it to her, completely obliterating her in the process! Right there in the middle of a town square in France, complete with an audience and all. See the guy in the upper left corner? No, he's not yawning - he was rooting for one of us, even if I was too busy to notice which one of us he was rooting for.Anyway, I'm at Level 10

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She seems to be having a lot of fun - not so sure it was a good idea to float around like that in a balcony on the 1st floor, though... After all, you never know when those virtual reality goggles are going to run out of batteries, as anything can happen in the world of The Sims...

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