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Previously: MOAR BIRTHDAYS. MOAR SPARE INCEST. MOAR DEATH. Specifically, Bodoni. *sob*
Chanterelle: Why are we sitting here watching stupid historical documentaries? I want to go see a movie!
Tuesday: Shh! I'm trying to hear about how aliens started the Civil War!
O noes! Pee-Fetish Perez is back! I'm on to you! And when I find you...
Didn't you two just have a kid? Oh you guys.
Entoloma: Is there a problem officer?
Cop: They aren't paying me enough to deal with you legacy kids!
Oh yeah, prom happened. Here's a recap of Promgate Part IDEC:
Entoloma got her first kiss waaaaay before everyone else will. ~What a hussy!~
RUH ROH. Looks like somebody spiked the punch.
Yeah, Prom didn't go well for Tuesday.
Or Friday. Teh horror!
This concludes Promgate Part Who Cares.
The Mosses now have a coffee maker. Lord help us all.
Methinks it was Piss-Fetish Perez trying to throw me off his trail.
Galileia: My word, Uncle Trajan. How are you still alive? Also, your outfit sucks. Hurr durr.
Seriously. How is he alive? He's had the suckiest life out of all the spares. How he managed to outlive Bodoni (and continues still) will forever elude me.
Seriously? Your oldest sons like, old now.
Tremella: I get to be old now! Hooray for adult responsibilities!
Entoloma: I grew up too!
Tremella: OMG we have the same hair! High five!
Chanterelle: HAYR TRIPLETZ!
Tremella looks like a typical lesbian hipster musician thing. ~But of course!~
Entoloma is gorgeous. Too bad she's a clone.
Ditto for Chanterelle. Though she does want to hunt ghosts, like her great-great-great-grandma.
Speaking of whom, she and Lucy continue their awkward bromance.
Lucy: You were supposed to put your dark blue portal there. Now we have to start over!
Eleanor: I'm too old for this!
BAHAHA SHOTGUN WEDDING. Isn't that precious?
Tremella's instrument of choice is piano. Doubt remains as to whether it'll help her score with chicks.
And now Trajan's house is haunted. Poor guy can't catch a break.
I think if there's one Moss kid who should stay a vampire, it should be her. Gurl, you're giving me shivers.
Brie: You dress like an old lady and Friday's a stupid name!
Friday: But you're named after a cheese!
Stilton: I r adult now.
Brie feels a birthday coming on. Rodolfo senses an excellent photobombing opportunity.
EVIL PUPPETFACE OF DOOOOOOM WILL SWALLOW YOUR SOOOOOUUUL!
Srsly, I had no idea it was possible to open one's mouth so wide.
Brie: Oh wow. I think my face is broken! I hope nobody tries to take any pictures...
Brie: Huhuhuhuh birthday! Whee!
Entoloma: I don't want to be related to you anymore.
Rodolfo: Suddenly I have grown very concerned!
Good 4 u, bb.
Rodolfo: You want me to play a cop? Is he like, a good cop who's just trying to do the right thing or hardened cop who's trying to atone for his failures? Whatever I want? And bring my handcuffs? I don't think I have any. I can get some from XOXO NaughtySims Inc.? Sure, I'll go right away. Hang on a sec, I need to call my agent and tell him about this, because it sounds like a career maker. Wait, why'd you hang up?
Makeovers! Stilton really needs to get out of those threads because, gurl no.
I can't quite tell if he's a clone or not. He does remind me of Thurston a lot.
Look at Brie's monstrosity of an outfit. Look at it!
Brie: Ugh! Bare midriff! Do not want!
Galileia: Be thankful you have the figure to pull it off, sweetie.
Hers is a little more... buff than the other girls. She takes after Rodolfo.
She'd be pretty too is she weren't a clone.
See what I mean?
And now for something completely different: Rodolfo jumping on a trampoline.
Still can't believe the previous generation's spare's offspring beat us to the punch.
Tremella was coming home from work one day and noticed Alfonzo, Colonna's son, getting pummeled by some random lady outside of the theater. Weird.
I know it's random, but look at the price of this wine. Holy moly. I wonder how expensive Franks old wines will be by the time Generation 10 rolls around.
Tuesday: It's my birthday!
Chanterelle: It's your birthday!
Brie: I like, just had my birthday. It's really no big deal.
He's actually quite good looking. Now to ruin it with a trait-appropriate makeover!
Friday is either also having a birthday or someone just came out from under the bed wielding a chainsaw.
Pretty, but a clone of Rodolfo.
Oh, and guess who else is gay?
Bullet: I can fit my whole fist in my mouth! Wanna see?
Entoloma dear, be careful when making silly faces. This is The Sims, so your face actually can freeze that way.
Bullet, gurl, you look weird. I could even say... generic.
It looks like she's striking a cute pose from this angle, but in reality...
Her hands have fused to her torso. And look! You can see her fingers dangling through her crotch! XD
Aha! There's her real face. What a strange glitch. Also, time to un-vamp these guys.
Are. You. Kidding. Me?
The only thing I can say about Friday's looks is that while she may be a clone, at least she's not a clone of Galileia.
Bullet's still kinda weird looking. She rolled grumpy though. I guess being picked on during her teen years made that inevitable.
Tuesday might be the most genetically diverse child of this generation, along with Tremella.
Friday loves her Makeover. I don't. I'm probably going to change it once I'm allowed to add more CC.
Well, it's Graduation time! Kill me plz.
This is what Galileia decided to wear to the ceremony. Stay classy, chica.
I believe this random child is Giovanni's oldest, Grace. I really need to write these down so I know for sure.
Believe it or not, there are actually 10 sims in that taxi. The Sims, everybody!
All aboard the graduation train! Choo choo! April, get out of there. You aren't even graduating.
Wow, Tuesday. Those are some nice classmates you have!
That's nothing special. They give out Save The World votes like candy on Halloween.
Yeah! I'm sure she's looking forward to her bright future of motive failure!
I'm sure this is what my classmates would have voted me. If there was such a category. And if they actually knew who I was.
So Tremella and Friday will be arch-nemeses? Good to know.
Huh. I guess they forgave him for beating up that one guy during Prom. Fickle bunch, these classmates are.
You go, girl!
Most artistic? Pfft. Booooring!
Aww, Ann Elizabeth got old. *sadface* That's her daughter Janie, btw.
Trajan: Why aren't I dead yet?
Oh hey! Alfonzo's graduating too. Get your mind out of the gutter, dude. April's related to you.
Hey, it's Archer! This is like the family reunion we would have had if throwing a party didn't make my game explode.
Tremella: I can't beat up nerds for their lunch money anymore! This is such a tragedy.
This kid is also related to them... Somehow. I think he might be Jimmie, Archer and Maria's quasi-incest baby.
I have no idea who in their right mind made Entoloma valedictorian. Just look at that derpface!
Brie has a bowl stuck to her hand. Well, that's fantastic.
Entoloma: Ew, what is that smell?
Protip: It's you.
This is probably the most awkward dinner in Brie's life.
Wow, a spare beat us to the punch yet again. (Christa is Archer's daughter from a previous relationship.)
GEE, I WONDER HOW THAT BABY CAME ABOUT?
LOL. That's the second time this update. Wow.
And unlike sims, gnomes reproduce asexually.
Well, that's if for generation 5, folks! Now go vote in the heir poll! And feel free to download this generation's kids!