Happy Birthday, Marty!
Jun. 9th, 2006 10:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crossover_chick*huggles all around*
-M: Heh, thanks.-
-VD2: Happy birthday, son.-
-VM: Thanks Dad.-
-VDM: How old are we supposed to be?-
38, apparently.
-M2: *whistle* Wow. We'd be married with the twins.-
Yeah, they'd be about 8 years old now -- 17 in 2015 -- yup, 8.
-D: *brings out cake and other treats*-
-J: Ooo, looks good.-
-VuM: Smells good too.-
-OD: *tentacles wearing little aprons* Good, because we spent all afternoon preparing this.-
-VuM: You did good, Doc.-
-TD: *pulling out a gift-wrapped wagon* However, first on our agenda is presents.-
-M: *frowning at the wagon* Awfully odd-looking gifts. Did you guys build us something?-
-D: Sort of. It was TeenDoc's idea originally.-
-MF: Do we need crash helmets?-
-DW: Ha ha. I assure you that none of these items are prone to exploding.-
-TD: They kept me very much in check. Very frustrating.-
-VDM: *eyes suddenly go wide* This is where our guitars went, isn't it?!-
Oh boy *hides under desk to avoid Martycarnage*
-D: Wait! Your guitars are fine!-
-M: Prove it! Get that gift wrap off!-
*Docs tear off gift wrap and redistribute guitars*
-VD: See? They're fully functional.-
-M2: *looking it over* So why you'd take them? What did you do?-
-TD: Try strumming them.-
-VM: *cautiously does so*-
*LOUD note*
-VM: O.O-
-DW: We did some redesigning -- essentially, we encoporated an amplifier into the body of the guitar.-
-TD: *cautiously* Do you like it?-
-VDM: *huge grin* Emmett, I -- let me put it this way, it involves the phrase, "If you weren't a guy--"-
*comes out from under desk* I think they like. Of course, this means the rest of us will never sleep again.
-VD2: Don't worry, we also soundproofed their music room. Try to keep most of your practicing down there, all right?-
-VuM: Not a problem. *more huggles all around* All right, let's get started on this cake!-
Of course, I had to do something special with my Sims today. However, I didn't really feel like playing the McFly family again. So instead I decided to visit the Browns and have them invite Marty over for cake.
-M: *mouth full* I can get behind that.-
Chew and swallow, please. First things first, though -- since I haven't played the family since the patch, they were all awake at midnight. Naturally, they all ended up taking naps during the course of the day. I didn't want anyone falling asleep prematurely.
Clara and Doc spent the morning making toy robots -- I'm trying to build up their badges some.
The kids worked some on skills -- Verne painted, Martina studied Mechanical, and Jules played chess with his mom. The kids are all getting along very well -- Jules and Martina danced together that morning and made best friends actually. And Verne played dolls with Martina that afternoon. They're not best friends yet, but I'm working on it.
Doc eventually made pancakes for the family -- man does not live on cake alone. Well, man probably could, but he'd be 500 pounds by the time he's 30.
He and Martina went down for a nap afterwards -- being the oldest and youngest members of the family, they get tired the fastest. Clara eventually followed them, leaving Jules and Verne to earn some more skills (Jules finally got a Body point!) and imitate their father in the "lab."
By noon, everyone was back up and about. Verne called his new friend Orlando to talk, then Doc called up Marty and invited him over. Marty asked to bring a friend -- Doc and I said sure. His birthday, after all. To my pleased surprise, he showed up with Orlando! Of course, since I was focusing on Marty, Orlando spent most of the time in the boys' room, playing darts.
Doc greeted the boys, then promptly gave Marty a birthday hug as Orlando wandered inside.
This quickly turned into a game of red hands.
While I did my best to keep my Sims busy, I clicked on the fridge from Doc to see what desserts he could serve.
No cake.
Startled, I clicked on Clara.
No cake.
Uh-oh. For a moment, I think I'm going to have to settle for Crepes Suzette. Then it occurs to me to try the kids. Verne doesn't have the cooking skills, but JULES does! See, this is why it pays to have your SimKids study their little heads off. I sent Jules to the stove.
A few minutes later, cake is available for all. (Well, almost -- Orlando missed out on a piece, simply because group meals only serve six.) Everyone seems to quite enjoy their piece.
Verne caught up with Orlando after, and chatted him up while Doc and Marty shared a joke.
Marty then went upstairs, succumbing to the lure of the dartboard. I had Martina follow -- after all, Martina really should know her namesake! They got along quite well, to my relief. Martina was very impressed by Marty's dart performance. To be honest, Marty was also impressed with Martina's -- I just didn't manage to get a picture.
Marty ended up staying until nightfall. I ended the visit with a gossip -- both Marty and I were stunned when Doc gossiped about George McFly! I don't think this Doc even knows George (or at least doesn't have anything except 0/0 with him).
Must not have been malicious gossip, though -- perhaps Doc and Marty were just joking about Marty's "Darth Vader" trick. Marty left in high spirits, leaving the family to relax and work on gaining more skills. Doc was up the latest, building toy robots and fixing up the broken ones. Still no badge yet, but I'll keep working on it.
-D: *frown* What day was this? Didn't Clara and I have work?-
It was a Sunday -- you didn't have work, and Clara still has some vacation days. I wasn't about to let her miss out on the celebration. BTW, Hill Valley Doc only knows one woman he's attracted to -- Clara at two bolts.
-VD: I see. Interesting.-
Yeah -- I'm gonna look into the attraction panels of all the Docs and really see what's what. This is interesting stuff.
-J2: It's weird, that's what it is.-
And that's what makes it interesting!
-VDM: Mmm, great cake Docs.-
-M: You guys are pretty good at cooking.-
-D: When you've lived on your own for as long as we have, you learn quickly.-
-J2: So now what do you want to do?-
-M2: *cuddling her* How about some private snuggling?-
-VM: And later, we really stress-test these new guitars! Play fucking loud!-
You guys did provide earplugs as well, right?
-D: First thing we got after building those guitars.-
-M: Heh, thanks.-
-VD2: Happy birthday, son.-
-VM: Thanks Dad.-
-VDM: How old are we supposed to be?-
38, apparently.
-M2: *whistle* Wow. We'd be married with the twins.-
Yeah, they'd be about 8 years old now -- 17 in 2015 -- yup, 8.
-D: *brings out cake and other treats*-
-J: Ooo, looks good.-
-VuM: Smells good too.-
-OD: *tentacles wearing little aprons* Good, because we spent all afternoon preparing this.-
-VuM: You did good, Doc.-
-TD: *pulling out a gift-wrapped wagon* However, first on our agenda is presents.-
-M: *frowning at the wagon* Awfully odd-looking gifts. Did you guys build us something?-
-D: Sort of. It was TeenDoc's idea originally.-
-MF: Do we need crash helmets?-
-DW: Ha ha. I assure you that none of these items are prone to exploding.-
-TD: They kept me very much in check. Very frustrating.-
-VDM: *eyes suddenly go wide* This is where our guitars went, isn't it?!-
Oh boy *hides under desk to avoid Martycarnage*
-D: Wait! Your guitars are fine!-
-M: Prove it! Get that gift wrap off!-
*Docs tear off gift wrap and redistribute guitars*
-VD: See? They're fully functional.-
-M2: *looking it over* So why you'd take them? What did you do?-
-TD: Try strumming them.-
-VM: *cautiously does so*-
*LOUD note*
-VM: O.O-
-DW: We did some redesigning -- essentially, we encoporated an amplifier into the body of the guitar.-
-TD: *cautiously* Do you like it?-
-VDM: *huge grin* Emmett, I -- let me put it this way, it involves the phrase, "If you weren't a guy--"-
*comes out from under desk* I think they like. Of course, this means the rest of us will never sleep again.
-VD2: Don't worry, we also soundproofed their music room. Try to keep most of your practicing down there, all right?-
-VuM: Not a problem. *more huggles all around* All right, let's get started on this cake!-
Of course, I had to do something special with my Sims today. However, I didn't really feel like playing the McFly family again. So instead I decided to visit the Browns and have them invite Marty over for cake.
-M: *mouth full* I can get behind that.-
Chew and swallow, please. First things first, though -- since I haven't played the family since the patch, they were all awake at midnight. Naturally, they all ended up taking naps during the course of the day. I didn't want anyone falling asleep prematurely.
Clara and Doc spent the morning making toy robots -- I'm trying to build up their badges some.
The kids worked some on skills -- Verne painted, Martina studied Mechanical, and Jules played chess with his mom. The kids are all getting along very well -- Jules and Martina danced together that morning and made best friends actually. And Verne played dolls with Martina that afternoon. They're not best friends yet, but I'm working on it.
Doc eventually made pancakes for the family -- man does not live on cake alone. Well, man probably could, but he'd be 500 pounds by the time he's 30.
He and Martina went down for a nap afterwards -- being the oldest and youngest members of the family, they get tired the fastest. Clara eventually followed them, leaving Jules and Verne to earn some more skills (Jules finally got a Body point!) and imitate their father in the "lab."
By noon, everyone was back up and about. Verne called his new friend Orlando to talk, then Doc called up Marty and invited him over. Marty asked to bring a friend -- Doc and I said sure. His birthday, after all. To my pleased surprise, he showed up with Orlando! Of course, since I was focusing on Marty, Orlando spent most of the time in the boys' room, playing darts.
Doc greeted the boys, then promptly gave Marty a birthday hug as Orlando wandered inside.
This quickly turned into a game of red hands.
While I did my best to keep my Sims busy, I clicked on the fridge from Doc to see what desserts he could serve.
No cake.
Startled, I clicked on Clara.
No cake.
Uh-oh. For a moment, I think I'm going to have to settle for Crepes Suzette. Then it occurs to me to try the kids. Verne doesn't have the cooking skills, but JULES does! See, this is why it pays to have your SimKids study their little heads off. I sent Jules to the stove.
A few minutes later, cake is available for all. (Well, almost -- Orlando missed out on a piece, simply because group meals only serve six.) Everyone seems to quite enjoy their piece.
Verne caught up with Orlando after, and chatted him up while Doc and Marty shared a joke.
Marty then went upstairs, succumbing to the lure of the dartboard. I had Martina follow -- after all, Martina really should know her namesake! They got along quite well, to my relief. Martina was very impressed by Marty's dart performance. To be honest, Marty was also impressed with Martina's -- I just didn't manage to get a picture.
Marty ended up staying until nightfall. I ended the visit with a gossip -- both Marty and I were stunned when Doc gossiped about George McFly! I don't think this Doc even knows George (or at least doesn't have anything except 0/0 with him).
Must not have been malicious gossip, though -- perhaps Doc and Marty were just joking about Marty's "Darth Vader" trick. Marty left in high spirits, leaving the family to relax and work on gaining more skills. Doc was up the latest, building toy robots and fixing up the broken ones. Still no badge yet, but I'll keep working on it.
-D: *frown* What day was this? Didn't Clara and I have work?-
It was a Sunday -- you didn't have work, and Clara still has some vacation days. I wasn't about to let her miss out on the celebration. BTW, Hill Valley Doc only knows one woman he's attracted to -- Clara at two bolts.
-VD: I see. Interesting.-
Yeah -- I'm gonna look into the attraction panels of all the Docs and really see what's what. This is interesting stuff.
-J2: It's weird, that's what it is.-
And that's what makes it interesting!
-VDM: Mmm, great cake Docs.-
-M: You guys are pretty good at cooking.-
-D: When you've lived on your own for as long as we have, you learn quickly.-
-J2: So now what do you want to do?-
-M2: *cuddling her* How about some private snuggling?-
-VM: And later, we really stress-test these new guitars! Play fucking loud!-
You guys did provide earplugs as well, right?
-D: First thing we got after building those guitars.-
