Keeping Up with the Curious-Smiths

This is my Simblr! Expect a lot of deserts and aliens and poor building skills and supernatural Sims and excessive head cannon. And the occasional Apocalypse. Sometimes I try making things, but no promises.

Hiatus Updates

Hi, everyone!

So it turns out that my computer problems are basically un-fixable which means I need a new computer, but since I can’t actually afford a new computer just now my hiatus is going to be a lot longer than I hoped.

The good news is that I have back-ups for everything, so the Apocalypse will be resuming just as soon as I have a computer that can run Sims.

The bad news is that you probably won’t hear from me at all until then, because following other Simmers and talking about Sims when I have no access to my own Sims will only depress me. (I’m trying to keep my mind on other things.)

Anyway!

I just wanted your guys to know that I haven’t abandoned Tumblr or Apocalypse Desiderata, and that I’ll be back in a while. (Probably about the same time TS4 comes out, in face, so now you have two things to look forward to.)

I miss you all, but I’ll see you when I have things running again, (and after I catch up on everyone else’s game, which will probably take me about a year, but oh well.) I’ll try and come up with some interesting plots while I’m gone, and hopefully the Apocalypse will be better than ever when I’m finally back. Or it’ll be the same as always. Either way, we’ll all get back to Desiderata eventually.

XOXO,

Wodwo

it’s american horror story. and it’s perfectly fine if you give no shits about AHS, because it’s kind of crap.
Oh! Okay. I tried watching that because I thought it was going to be an anthology show (and I love anthology shows, but all the apparently recurring characters seemed kind of  … awful? And it was a lot more gore and sex than I like in my horror - I like up-from-beneath-the-skin body horror and subtle, creeping horror and intentional camp.
Anyway I was talking about a completely different Violet, apparently.

hallelujuapeno said: Tate and Violet

my NOTP too | I don’t ship it | it’s okay | I ship it hard | OTP

Well, um, I’m not actually sure who Tate is  …

But he’s probably not good enough for my Violet Jocque, BECAUSE SHE IS SPECIAL, DAMMIT.

audreysims14 said: I already gave this one to somebody else, but Erin and Nervous

my NOTP too | I don’t ship it | it’s okay | I ship it hard | OTP

My headcanon: Erin may not be a mad scientist herself, and she may seem pretty ditzy at times, but she still has the Beaker instinct to poke at things until she finds out how they work. It would not be a healthy relationship.

Also, Beaker women devour their husbands immediately after they find themselves with child.

"-some kind of a music festival, or something. We’ve agreed to provide fish, of course, but I think they still need people to cook, so you could volunteer."
"We’re starting a vegetable garden too," Samantha mentioned, "but with that little army or ours, we probably won’t have much in the way of surplus."
"I’m sure they’ll manage somehow. You know," Matthew said, "I was in a band in high school. It’s been years since I’ve really played, but I distinctly remember that we rocked."

"-some kind of a music festival, or something. We’ve agreed to provide fish, of course, but I think they still need people to cook, so you could volunteer."

"We’re starting a vegetable garden too," Samantha mentioned, "but with that little army or ours, we probably won’t have much in the way of surplus."

"I’m sure they’ll manage somehow. You know," Matthew said, "I was in a band in high school. It’s been years since I’ve really played, but I distinctly remember that we rocked."

"Samantha!" Matthew waved Samantha Ottomas over with a big smile. "You’ll need a lot of fish to feed that army you call a family. Let me get you stocked up."
Samantha shook her head. “I promised Pete I wouldn’t take any fish he didn’t inspect. He’s the one who’s going to cook it all.” She glanced behind her. “He was right with me; I don’t know where he’s gotten to.”

"Samantha!" Matthew waved Samantha Ottomas over with a big smile. "You’ll need a lot of fish to feed that army you call a family. Let me get you stocked up."

Samantha shook her head. “I promised Pete I wouldn’t take any fish he didn’t inspect. He’s the one who’s going to cook it all.” She glanced behind her. “He was right with me; I don’t know where he’s gotten to.”

Aw, come on!
I’m almost sure you guys just met. This isn’t even close to being appropriate.
(But in case any of you are as curious as Jess was - with Faith, three days after the abrupt non-wedding and the subsequent late-night flight. Pulled over on the side of a lonely country road in the middle of a summer storm, sheltering in the truck under a sprawling tree, raining pouring down around them, the only two people left in the world.)
(Anyway, all my Sims are apparently either exhibitionists or voyeurs, but I guess that’s what makes them special?)

Aw, come on!

I’m almost sure you guys just met. This isn’t even close to being appropriate.

(But in case any of you are as curious as Jess was - with Faith, three days after the abrupt non-wedding and the subsequent late-night flight. Pulled over on the side of a lonely country road in the middle of a summer storm, sheltering in the truck under a sprawling tree, raining pouring down around them, the only two people left in the world.)

(Anyway, all my Sims are apparently either exhibitionists or voyeurs, but I guess that’s what makes them special?)