Out-takes and other inside tidbits
With Joe's story being told via letters and correspondence, it's hard for me to make comments and stuff during the course of events. I've slipped in a couple OoCNbA (Out of Character Note by Author) here and there, but it's hard for me to really make a good comment on some of the stuff that goes on. Likewise, there are a few screenshots that never make it in because the associated comments don't fit with how the story's told. So here's a chance for people to really what's gone on in the life of the Shmeaus.
Joe "Yosephicus Schmoemikowskipoppoviccivich" Shmeau started out his legacy by promptly trying to escape. Fortunately (well, unfortunately for him) he hit a water main, which prevented him from being able to dig a getaway hole to China.
Of course, you can't really blame him for wanting to escape the lot (and his lot in life). Joe started out doing the "living on the land" -- well "living on the beach" -- thing. It was a bit of a pathetic existence.
Fortunately, Joe's good buddy Trevor was there to invite him downtown on a outing. Joe really liked going downtown.
Even if he did sometimes question where Trevor picked up the people he brought downtown with him.
"Dude, WTH does Trevor meet these people? And is that guy in the smoking jacket checking out my butt?"
No, but I think the Goopyette is. And she likes what she sees.
Until he met Del, Trevor was Joe's best bud. They went everywhere together. Seriously, when I was playing one of my other families and sending them downtown, I was guaranteed to run into the two boys out on the town together. Were it up to Trevor, he and Joe would be downtown all night every night.
Good thing Joe has an exhibitionist streak and doesn't mind whipping it off to sponge down on the rest room. It means he can be out all night and not worry about his hygiene, so long as there's a sink handy.
Those hygiene habits might not go far towards winning him a wife though.
And Joe was definitely looking for a wife. It's kind of a requirement for a legacy, after all. Goopyette was quite interested in volunteering for the position, but Joe decided to keeping looking to see what sort of fish were out in the dating sea.
"Fish! I said Fish! Not cougars!"
"Mer-rowr! Did someone say tuna?"
Poor Joe couldn't go any place downtown without Crazy Cougar Lady stalking him.
But Joe did have some success with the ladies. Seriously, they were lining up to date him. Nature Gal there, like Del, was three bolts with Joe. I wasn't planning on marrying him to her though; I'm not fond of that face template and besides, everyone else was marrying her into their Joe Legacy. Until Del came along, I almost hooked Joe up with Pigtail Girl there. He had a major crush on her and...
She brought him Date Snacks. Or maybe it was Outing Snacks. I can't remember if they had a date, but she was part of several outings that Trevor dragged Joe on. And what did she bring him?
Why the most important member of the whole legacy: Gnutzo the Gnome!
And this time around, Gnutzo is not getting stolen. In my past couple challenges, Gnutzo has been stolen repeatedly, usually by sim-selves I've allowed to run amok in the 'hood (Dammit Lynn! Put the gnome back!)
There are no sim-selves in Baskerville, but that hasn't stopped Gnutzo from being a hot commodity.
Seriously. Visitors make a bee line for Gnutzo in an attempt to abscond with him. Good thing I've taken steps to thwart such gnomegnappings.
Attempted gnomegnapper here is Mercury Sol, gen 2 heir of the planetary legacy that I play in Baskerville. If I do a Baskerville Denizens Outtake chapter, they'll be mentioned.
And yes, there is an inside joke with the gnome and the trilithon (and the shoes). Ideally, the gnome should a) be a dwarf, and b) be much larger than the trilithon... but you work with what you've got. *chuckle* Don't worry if you don't get the reference to the cult classic. If there's even one person out there who gets it and snickers, I've done my job. (as an aside, my housemate gave me a "Build your own Stonehenge" kit for my birthday, which was shortly before I started writing/playing Joe. No dwarves in the kit though =( )
Anyway, turn the page and discover what sort of randomness and outtakes I've collected for you. :D
Onwards, to the next page! -->
With Joe's story being told via letters and correspondence, it's hard for me to make comments and stuff during the course of events. I've slipped in a couple OoCNbA (Out of Character Note by Author) here and there, but it's hard for me to really make a good comment on some of the stuff that goes on. Likewise, there are a few screenshots that never make it in because the associated comments don't fit with how the story's told. So here's a chance for people to really what's gone on in the life of the Shmeaus.
Joe "Yosephicus Schmoemikowskipoppoviccivich" Shmeau started out his legacy by promptly trying to escape. Fortunately (well, unfortunately for him) he hit a water main, which prevented him from being able to dig a getaway hole to China.
Of course, you can't really blame him for wanting to escape the lot (and his lot in life). Joe started out doing the "living on the land" -- well "living on the beach" -- thing. It was a bit of a pathetic existence.
Fortunately, Joe's good buddy Trevor was there to invite him downtown on a outing. Joe really liked going downtown.
Even if he did sometimes question where Trevor picked up the people he brought downtown with him.
"Dude, WTH does Trevor meet these people? And is that guy in the smoking jacket checking out my butt?"
No, but I think the Goopyette is. And she likes what she sees.
Until he met Del, Trevor was Joe's best bud. They went everywhere together. Seriously, when I was playing one of my other families and sending them downtown, I was guaranteed to run into the two boys out on the town together. Were it up to Trevor, he and Joe would be downtown all night every night.
Good thing Joe has an exhibitionist streak and doesn't mind whipping it off to sponge down on the rest room. It means he can be out all night and not worry about his hygiene, so long as there's a sink handy.
Those hygiene habits might not go far towards winning him a wife though.
And Joe was definitely looking for a wife. It's kind of a requirement for a legacy, after all. Goopyette was quite interested in volunteering for the position, but Joe decided to keeping looking to see what sort of fish were out in the dating sea.
"Fish! I said Fish! Not cougars!"
"Mer-rowr! Did someone say tuna?"
Poor Joe couldn't go any place downtown without Crazy Cougar Lady stalking him.
But Joe did have some success with the ladies. Seriously, they were lining up to date him. Nature Gal there, like Del, was three bolts with Joe. I wasn't planning on marrying him to her though; I'm not fond of that face template and besides, everyone else was marrying her into their Joe Legacy. Until Del came along, I almost hooked Joe up with Pigtail Girl there. He had a major crush on her and...
She brought him Date Snacks. Or maybe it was Outing Snacks. I can't remember if they had a date, but she was part of several outings that Trevor dragged Joe on. And what did she bring him?
Why the most important member of the whole legacy: Gnutzo the Gnome!
And this time around, Gnutzo is not getting stolen. In my past couple challenges, Gnutzo has been stolen repeatedly, usually by sim-selves I've allowed to run amok in the 'hood (Dammit Lynn! Put the gnome back!)
There are no sim-selves in Baskerville, but that hasn't stopped Gnutzo from being a hot commodity.
Seriously. Visitors make a bee line for Gnutzo in an attempt to abscond with him. Good thing I've taken steps to thwart such gnomegnappings.
Attempted gnomegnapper here is Mercury Sol, gen 2 heir of the planetary legacy that I play in Baskerville. If I do a Baskerville Denizens Outtake chapter, they'll be mentioned.
And yes, there is an inside joke with the gnome and the trilithon (and the shoes). Ideally, the gnome should a) be a dwarf, and b) be much larger than the trilithon... but you work with what you've got. *chuckle* Don't worry if you don't get the reference to the cult classic. If there's even one person out there who gets it and snickers, I've done my job. (as an aside, my housemate gave me a "Build your own Stonehenge" kit for my birthday, which was shortly before I started writing/playing Joe. No dwarves in the kit though =( )
Anyway, turn the page and discover what sort of randomness and outtakes I've collected for you. :D
Onwards, to the next page! -->