Welcome to the Clover County Chronicles, an ongoing neighbourhood story in The Sims 2!
Warning: this journal may contain uncensored nudity, violence, profanity and sexual themes.
Updates on Friday every week, and usually on Tuesdays!
Pine Valley: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25A, 25B, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100.
Clover County: 101, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106, 107, 108, 109, 110, 111, 112, 113, 114, 115, 116, 117, 118 119.
Interludes: 1, 2, 3, April Fools' Day 2014 (Comparison).
STOP CHANGING LIVEJOURNAL, LIVEJOURNAL.
You don't know what you're doing.
And now, a fucking ton of porn.
What an appropriate quantity!
Mrs. Flibble: .oO(You don't have to do this to impress me.)
Andrew: Hey, can you get me a criminal background check for free?
Penny: We need to discuss that while this is going on?
Andrew: Hey, I can never find a cop when I need one.
Shiloh: .oO(Mommy sounds funny with her mouth full.)
Shiloh: .oO(OH GOD YUCK)
Andrew: Kid's making a fuss again.
Penny: That's what they do.
Andrew: What'll we tell Jerome if he finds us like this?
Penny: You accidentally irradiated my clothes, and you're trying to detox my skin with your mouth.
Andrew: He'll believe that?
Penny: You're a scientist. He'll believe anything.
Penny: Now get detoxing, I'm feeling nauseous.
Just the kind of thing a guy wants to hear with his tongue halfway down your throat.
Penny: He has a sense of humour, it's fine.
Andrew: Let's hope your husband does, too.
Penny: Were you planning on telling him about this?
Andrew: No, but when shit is this much fun it's hard to keep it to yourself.
Mr. Grivver: .oO(You wanna play "I Spy"?)
Mrs. Flibble: .oO(That depends. Bill Cosby or Eddie Murphy?)
Penny: Anyway, I thought we were gonna play with my detachable clothes.
Andrew: Every man's dream!
Andrew: Or damn close, anyway.
Penny: Take me, you mad, mad scientist!
Andrew: Take you where?
Penny: The kitchen, I guess. The disinfectant's handier there.
Penny: Wow, you've got a hell of a grip!
Andrew: You do know I have a bionic hand, right?
Penny: I try to ignore all that nerd shit.
Andrew: I guess you get enough loser crap from Jerome, huh.
Penny: Does constantly mentioning my husband while we make out get you hot or something?
Shiloh: .oO(Am I an orphan now?)
Penny: Whoah, wait a sec. You need to see this face, it's gotta be seriously attractive.
Andrew: Are you still making it?
Penny: No, but it's okay, now you can't see my absurdly un-detailed feet.
Wait three years.
Penny: So... you gonna let go?
Andrew: So squishy.
Penny: You really ought to take my pants off first. And yours.
Andrew: Honestly, right now I think I could make the neccessary holes with ease.
Penny: Please don't ruin my brand new outfit with your penis.
Andrew: Romance is dead.
Penny: Long live lust! And also my pants.
Andrew: Because tracksuits are so hard to find these days.
Andrew: This is never gonna get old to me!
That's because you didn't have to figure out how to make it work.
It was a complicated process.
Penny: Aren't you gonna take your clothes off?
Andrew: I wanna maintain my plausible deniability as long as possible.
Penny: I'll tell him you're trying to rape me.
Andrew: It's amazing how many persuasive arguments involve blackmail.
Penny: You're telling me? I'm a cop, buddy.
Andrew: I keep forgetting that, what with all this illicit shit we've been doing together.
Andrew: My ass is in your sink.
Penny: I already told you about the disinfectant, didn't I?
Andrew: I'm just saying, you could have got some pillows too.
Penny: As it stands, the sink won't go to waste.
Penny: This is so weird! We're the first Sims to have sex on something that isn't the floor.
Andrew: I bet the whole thing is straight-up porn by next year.
Give or take.
Penny: I'm fine with it.
Penny: And so are you.
Andrew: I DON'T NEED ENCOURAGEMENT
Andrew: I might need a towel, though.
Penny: We have some, but I don't think they're actually separate from the towel rods.
Andrew: I'll just use Jerome's side of the sheets, then.
Andrew: Next time we're totally doing it on the bed.
Penny: You don't think he might get suspicious?
Andrew: What, when he's been chloroformed? Not unless he's a mutant.
Penny: You mean, besides his abnormally-small penis?
Andrew: Baby, you sure know how to make a guy feel special.
Andrew: I'll feel even more special if you don't make me clean this mess up after.
Penny: What am I, your maid?
Andrew: You want my repeat business, don't you?
Penny: Good point, well made.
Penny: OH. Wow. Such a good point.
Penny: SO WELL MADE.
Andrew: I can't take much credit for that, it pretty much came this way.
Penny: But you've taken such good care of it!
Andrew: I could say the same about you.
Penny: It's easy to stay youthful in the groinal area when your kid is born skinny and your husband's penis barely registers.
Andrew: Why don't we use these animations more often?
Because that mod cancels free will, for some stupid reason.
Andrew: Hmm... counter sex, but no free will. WHAT A DIFFICULT DECISION.
I don't want you guys making a habit of this.
You know how long it took to make rugs out of your clothes?!
Andrew: I hope we don't get rug burn when we put them back on.
Penny: Yeah, I'm more interested in carpet burn.
There's an American Pie joke here somewhere.
Andrew: BUT IT'S TOO LATE
Andrew: What a wonderful waste of time you've discovered.
Penny: Yeah, I doubt this is gonna catch on.
Just wait, I'm gonna download you guys a washing machine too.
Penny: Uugh, they're all wet.
Andrew: You sure that's from the sink?
Penny: You think you can say gross shit like that just because we're not married?
Andrew: Nah, it's because you've had my di-
Penny: Don't ruin the moment. I've already got Jerome for that.
Andrew: Your hair's all messed up.
Penny: I'll fix it later.
Andrew: You mean you'll ruin it later.
Andrew: You need to loosen up a little.
Penny: Well thanks for the adultery, then, it gives me a lot less to worry about.
Penny: Maybe we should sell drugs together too.
Penny: We can do it out of the police station if we bribe the chiefs.
Shiloh: .oO(My problems are not real problems.)
Shiloh: .oO(Although I'm not sure how I'm gonna get back in there on my own.)
Jerome: Oh, sorry honey. Looks like mommy was up late doing her police homework or whatever again.
Penny: I should feel bad for cheating on such a decent dude, but... that's the only kind of dude it works on.
Andrew: Let's do it at my house next time, there's more rooms to hide in.
Andrew: Thanks for not interrupting us.
Chief: .oO(I'm a dog, man. Dogs understand laser pistols! We're just born with it.)
Jerome: Is my dog telepathically communicating with somebody out here?
Jerome: How come you're still around?
Andrew: I can't hear you!
Jerome: So stop walking away!
Penny: It's his quick thinking I find the most attractive.
Jerome: I'm sure it was some stupid science crap.
Penny: Oh, shit.
Penny: I hope Jerome didn't see these.
Penny: I hope Jerome didn't see these, and figure out what happened.
Penny: LIKE HE EVEN COULD
Penny: What's up, kid? Going insane? Good times.
Penny: Give mommy a few hours to get her shit together, then we can find a therapist. For both of us.
Andrew: I'm up for roleplaying it, if that'll help!
Chief: .oO(WHY ARE ALL THE COLOURS INSIDE)
Penny: Do you like mommy's new haircut, Shiloh? It's been scientifically proven more attractive.
Penny: I'll tell you what "attractive" means when you're twenty and we let you out of the basement you'll be spending your teen years in.
I take it you're the bad cop.
Penny: Can't you see these shades? I'm the bad to the bone cop.
Some people just want to watch the world squirm.
Penny: I don't think anyone's gonna want any of this Andrew jizzcake.
Andrew: There! Perfect!
Andrew: And I can make up a neon sign that says "CAMERON I'M CHEATING ON YOU" for our bedroom, too.
Penny: Aw, how sweet! You're trying to ruin my marriage.
Penny: This Easter egg hunt shit is a bit much, Andrew.
Penny: Remind me to punish him for it later.
Penny: Right after I bury the dog.
I'd make that face if my sternum was painted on, too.
Avri: Hey Officer Newcastle! I heard some shouting at your house last night. Were you having a fight with Mr. Murphy? It sounded like you were really mad at each other.
Penny: Stand there for a minute, Avri.
Debbi: It smells funny in here.
Debbi: It's getting worse.
It always does! Next time: a trip down memory lane.
Which is always terrible.
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