#glassbury

[yeoldecorprusarium]

Glassbury BaCC - Be'linn household

I can't help but feel really awkward when it comes to storytelling, lore and stuff, but here goes:

"After what felt like eons working in the depths of the Sixam Space Agency, Ka'aico was finally promoted from Paper Pusher to Colonizer, receiving a one-in-a-lifespan opportunity to move to Earth with his little sister to found a colony from scratch. If he succeeds, he may even be granted clearance to start a full blown invasion! Exciting, right? It would be, if he hasn't been warming up more and more to the alien species on the planet and having profane thoughts of (gasp!) assimilating into their society and living peacefully. To make matters worse, he's also stuck with his two good-for-nothing younger brothers who sneaked into his ship. Could the Be'linns and the group of simpletons, outcasts and naive alien obsessed sims make it all work?"

(Anyway, don't get used to this, I'm not really into storytelling, but the nhood can't just pop from nowhere. Also, I'm not a native speaker)

As you can tell, I didn't allow myself extra funds for decorations and landscaping this time around: we're doing things the hard way. Anyways, what I thought while furnishing this thing was basically that the family is in love with all the bright colors present on Earth, but don't really know what goes well with what and whatnot. They also think IKEA it's the coolest place in the world. So there's that.

I've been in love with this house for a while now, but since I don't play TS4 it's been a once sided affair until now mwahahaha

Unfortunately I cannot for the life of me find the OP/creator, so please let me know if you know who it is (since I straight up duped their lot)!

I just realised I could have added a lot more info on the sim panels lmao I need to go to bed

[starsforged]

@glassburial

       “Oh, god.” Usually, she doesn’t know them. Which makes things easier, somehow, when she can’t put a name to the face. Like an unmarked grave; leaves the fact that they were once also ALIVE AND BREATHING pleasantly out of sight, out of mind. But this woman? Lilith knows her name -- her death -- like the back of her own hand. (Maybe even better.) “You, you’re -- -”