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Alright, '07, that last chapter was a fucking mess. Can we focus a little this time?
This chapter does not represent the present visual quality of the Chronicles! The pics are tiny and jaggy and older than Spore, and don't even get me started on the lack of custom content. Don't blame it on me; blame it on past-me.
Grugly2007: Okay, well, forget that last batch of Sims I made. We'll go with these ones. Mark Knight, Nick, Maya and Stewart Berkowitz, Tanya and Corey Taylor, Pete and Cameron Emerson.
Grugly2007: I'm mostly sure.
Well, let's make it Stewart Cox, then, after his mom's name. Simplifies things.
Grugly2007: It does suit him better.
Man, all that setup, and this is your first pic?
Grugly2006: I died so that you could live?!
Grugly2007: You didn't die.
Grugly2006: THEN HOW COME ALL MY CELLS HAVE BEEN REPLACED, HUH
Pete: "Huh" is right.
Cameron: Gnome sweet gnome.
Grugly2006: Well, at least there's more nudity this time.
Shame you can't SEE IT
Grugly2007: Get off my back!
Tanya: Get me on my back!
Stewart: I can get behind that!
Tanya: Sure, get behind me, that works too.
Stewart: I'm so glad I could get to know your table better.
Man, time flies when you're not taking pics.
Stewart: This is my favourite sculpture, like, ever.
Stewart: I wish it were interactive.
Tanya: Your wish is your command.
I see we still can't complete even the simplest of camera-centerings.
Tanya: HAHAHA YOU'RE INCOMPETENT
Grugly2006: Dude! I was better than this!
Grugly2007: Maybe we're from different timelines?
Grugly2006: Different timelines don't exist.
Grugly2007: Maybe they do in my timeline?
Stewart: This is the timeline where we're fucking.
Corey: Well, excuse the fuck out of you.
Grugly2007: She wouldn't say that.
Grugly2006: He doesn't care.
Yeah, I'm just here for the snorging.
Grugly2006: Wait'll he starts going through your old files to embarrass you.
All my files from 2007 are currently lacking date stamps.
Grugly2006: YOU HAVE ALL THE ADVANTAGES, '07, AND YOU'RE SQUANDERING THEM
Grugly2007: I'm just sitting here watching folks snorg, I dunno what you're talking about.
Stewart: Do you know who those three dudes in the sky are?
Tanya: Yeah. The present, the past, and the wholly-gone.
Grugly2006: You're wholly gone.
Tanya: Wholly gone fishin'.
Tanya: CAUGHT ME A BIG ONE
Tanya: FUCK ME LOW-RES, BABY
Grugly2007: Ah, falling in love while you fuck. So classy.
Grugly2006: Yeah, disgusting.
I don't see the problem.
Grugly2006: That's because you're disgusting.
Grugly2007: I can't believe we become a slut in the future.
Stewart: Hey baby, wanna become a slut in the past?
Tanya: Retroactive sluttery is best sluttery.
I think the word is "slatternliness."
Grugly2007: I cannot confirm.
You could look it up.
Grugly2007: I could, but I didn't.
Stewart: I LOVE HOW NEW YOUR VAGINA IS
Tanya: I'LL PROBABLY NEED ANOTHER NEW ONE IN A WEEK
Tanya: I intend to get a lot of use out of it.
Stewart: I intend to get a lot of use in it!
Tanya: These in-out jokes are really clever, I bet they'll never get old.
Yeah, I bet they'll never be half the jokes I make or anything.
I always liked Tanya.
She's one of the only ones that doesn't end up being ugly in high-res.
I mean, the skintone she's currently got blows chunks, so she'll seem kinda deformed and weird, but it's nothing a race change won't fix.
Tanya: …I don't even know how to react to that.
Tanya: Stress eating is my current go-to.
Stewart: I didn't know you could eat stress!
Tanya: I eat idiots, too.
Stewart: For breakfast?
Stewart: Then shut up about it 'til morning.
Trying to get a cleavage peek?
Grugly2007: STOP LOOKING OVER MY SHOULDER AT MY LOOKING OVER HER SHOULDER, DAMMIT
Ha! Weird. The real Autumn Heights Mark uses the same wallpaper and floor tiles and stuff.
Mark: Wait, I'm not the real Autumn Heights Mark?!
You're a real Mark, but this isn't the real Autumn Heights.
Mark: Wait… uh… what?
Maya: HELLO I AM LOVE INTEREST
Mark: Hello! I am love interested.
Mark: I can't believe…
Maya: I never would've…
Mark: Why did he make me…
Maya: I have to go.
Maya: You've got a lot of nerve, making me say that.
I'm the Maker. Making's what I do.
Grugly2006: Ooh, look, it found the walls-up button.
Grugly2007: Piss off.
Grugly2007: You're dead to me.
And yet I see his influence in most of the pics you take.
Grugly2007: These pics aren't for you, they're for me.
Honestly I can't even see what use you'd get out of them.
Grugly2007: You say I abandon this version of the neighbourhood?
Grugly2007: Maybe it's because I play all this in one day, and then see that the pics are all tiny?
Maya: When I ask questions about my impending demise, it would be super sweet of you to answer.
Yeah, I can see these pics justifying a neighbourhood deletion.
The terrain's still not custom, either.
Grugly2007: It fucking is.
…holy shit, you're right!
Well, it's still your fault for not taking any establishing shots.
And the houses are still mostly Maxis.
Grugly2006: Why are we even here, again?
Because I'm an historian, and this is the past.
Grugly2007: We're an historian?
Grugly2006: He and I have already been over this.
Grugly2007: Well, I'm not the older version of you, because timeline branching.
Grugly2006: I thought we established that timeline branching wasn't a thing.
Grugly2007: That was in an alternate timeline.
Grugly2007: HER KNEES LOOK LIKE BOOBS
THEY DO LOOK LIKE BOOBS
Grugly2007: THEY DO
Grugly2007: HAHAHA HUUUUEG
Grugly2007: Her boobs look like boobs as well.
Maya: You look like boobs.
Grugly2007: No, we look at boobs.
Grugly2006: But not nearly often enough.
Grugly2007: And sometimes we're creepy about it.
Grugly2007: Okay, all the times.
Grugly2006: At least we're persistent.
Yeah, I don't know why I'm letting you persist.
When did this happen?
Grugly2007:September 24, 2007, at 7:05 PM.
I mean, since when are Corey and Nick romantically involved?
Nick: I mean… 's gotta be year one, right?
Nick: It's an emergent situation.
This chapter depicts gameplay from 24 September 2007.