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 whenever I damn well please!
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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, 120. 121, 122, 123, 124, 125, 126, 127, 128, 129, 130, 131, 132, 133, 134, 135, 136, 137, 138, 139, 140, 141, 142, 143, 144, 145, 146, 147, 148, 149, 150, 151, 152, 153, 154, 155, 156, 157, 158, 159, 160, 161, 162, 163, 164, 165, 166, 167, 168, 169, 170, 171, 172, 173, 174, 175, 176, 177, 178, 179, 180, 181, 182, 183, 184, 186, 185, 187, 188, 189, 190, 191, 192, 193.
Interludes: 1, 2, 3. April Fools' Day: 2014, 2014 Comparison, 2015.
Five in one day! Surely I must be done!
Don't call me surely.
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Yes yes, I hear you groaning back there.
You know who you are.
Margaret: Why do you put more effort into us.
Margaret: Why do you put more effort into women than you put into men.
Stewart: Oh boy.
Margaret: Shush honey, adults are talking. Who wants a rub?
Margaret: Why do you put more effort into women than you put into men.
Because I don't want to put anything into men!
Margaret: Haha this one dude looks stupid.
Stewart: What's he look like?
Margaret: Just look up, you lazy dork!
Margaret: They should grind him up into stupid medicine to give to people with chronic toosmartedness.
Stewart: I like you when you're weird.
Margaret: Okay, so I've been weird for you, now you need to be more interesting for me!
Stewart: Suddenly you're boring.
Margaret: I mean, take your dad for instance.
Stewart: Oh fuck no.
Margaret: And his tight little-
Stewart: -wallet? Yeah, buddy sure is a tightwad, ha ha ha!
Stewart: DON'T WANNA BE MY DAD OKAY
Margaret: I'm just saying, just because you're Maxis doesn't mean you can't hide it.
Margaret: Who you calling?
Stewart: Don't gotta tell you nothin', racist.
Stewart: Yeah, please do. Come over here, lame it up, and show her how old mannish you are.
Stewart: It's the least you can do for being dead most of my life.
Stephen: I definitely failed to teach you basic hygiene, that's for sure.
Stephen: So what, you want your wife to get to know me so she realizes we're all basically the same dude?
Stewart: Right! Except for the ways in which you're worse.
Stephen: I don't think I know those ways.
Stewart: Don't worry, the truth will out.
Stewart: That's the ticket! Show her how oblivious you are.
Stewart: Look who dropped by unexpectedly, honey!
Margaret: I used redial on the phone. Ember says you can stay out late, but make sure you bring back at least two dudes for her to... well, you know.
Margaret: Boy, you are... more than I remember you being.
Stephen: That's your maturity talking, dear.
Margaret: Must be.
Stewart: Come on! Make with the disliking!
Margaret: Stewart, you're too tough on your dad. I think he's kinda cute!
Stewart: The moment I think he's moved beyond "kinda" he's dead.
Stewart: This isn't precisely how my plan looked in my mind.
Margaret: Oh hush. It's every woman's prerogative to criticize her partner. You know you're all I need!
Margaret: Well, you will be, anyway. After I've fixed you.
Margaret: We'll be set by the time we're elders.
Margaret: Hey, get back here! Don't leave me with doofus!
Margaret: Oh my god I read an article about him! In a magazine! He's like the world's most famous painter why didn't you tell me?!
Stewart: Because I figured you'd react like that?
Margaret: Sometimes I think you deserve a woman who looks like this.
Stewart: I have one now, because I am never unseeing that.
Margaret: Oh please. You know I'm way out of your league, no matter what I do with my face.
Stewart: I dunno, when it's wrapped around my dick it seems pretty low class.
Stewart: Let's not talk about this near my dad.
Margaret: You're right. Let's not talk to each other at all.
Stephen: Hey, wow! You look like a movie star from some angles!
Margaret: I've been told I look like that serial killer chick.
Stephen: Oh yeah! Yeah! It's that bloodlusty look in your eyes.
Stephen: Like you're so hungry you could eat a baby.
Stewart: You see that ass? She doesn't go hungry often.
Margaret: Hey, I just had the best idea. You know Stewart and I are getting married soon?
Stephen: Your parrot was just telling me! I wouldn't have believed it, but I know how often you need to repeat something for these shitheads to learn it.
Stephen: Is your idea that I should do your wedding photos? Because I will do the fuck out of you. Your. Wedding photos. Your wedding photos. Tastefully.
Margaret: It's a date, Mr. Murphy.
Stephen: Is it, now? Awesome.
Stephen: Awesome, and awesomer.
Stephen: These little dudes sure do make a guy feel powerful.
Margaret: That's why we let guys have them.
Stewart: I'm going to work. If anyone cares.
Margaret: If I see anyone I'll tell them!
Margaret: So yeah, I just discovered your artwork recently but I'm already a big fan.
Stephen: You kinda seemed to hate me at university.
Margaret: That was university! Everyone hates everything at university.
Stephen: That means a lot, I think.
Stephen: I'm glad to have you in the family, Mags. Can I call you Mags? Mags sounds sexy.
Margaret: Sure, that's not weird at all.
Margaret: And I don't care if you think I'm sexy so
Margaret: Hahaha so Stewart feels inadequate compared to you.
Stephen: How come? We have the exact same body.
Margaret: Well. Not really. Yours is... uh... different.
Stephen: No, it's not. I guarantee you. All my boys are practically clones of me. From what I've heard we even have the same pen-
Margaret: WOW YOU SURE ARE DIFFERENT HAHAHA
Margaret: And I sure do love Stewart.
Stephen: He's a very lucky fellow, my son.
Margaret: Way luckier than he deserves.
Margaret: I'm off to perform. You should come see one of my shows sometime?
Stephen: Get me a backstage pass, let me visit your dressing room!
Margaret: HAHAHA OKAY HAHAHA
Margaret: What the fuck am I doing.
Jennifer: Come on, Mr. Fancy Magician. Do that trick where you turn into your wife.
Stewart: She spent the entire time doing an impression of me while I was there.
Margaret: And it got me promoted to ventriloquist!
Margaret: Oh, hey Mr. Murphy! Alright, Stephen. Sure, this Tuesday would be great! See you bare! THERE. Oh god hang up.
Stewart: ♪ Doin' al-right, yeah! Wife is-n't chea-ting! ♪
She's not your wife yet, either.
Stewart: Fiancé didn't fit in the rhythm structure.
Nobody: Somebody order some porn?
Stewart: I bought a print of a dirty picture my dad took of his wife. Before she was his wife.
Stewart: When he was cheating on my mom. I'm gonna look at it.
Margaret: Are you jealous that I got promoted and you didn't?
Stewart: No. I am definitely not jealous of that.
Margaret: Come on then, big guy. Show me why I ought to marry you.
Margaret: Let's roleplay! You be-
Stewart: I WILL NOT BE MY DAD
Yeah, I notice you don't have any pictures of your dad as a zombie, getting melted by your mom with a fly gun.
Dammit Shadow, enough with the pyrokinesis!
I did like the Gomez Addams look on him, that's for sure.
And hey, look! It's your dead brother!
One of them, anyway.
Stewart: I know you just want my family to like you.
Margaret: Mhmm. That's all it is. Yep.
Stewart: You just like how much my dad reminds you of me!
Margaret: Totally a thing that is happening.
Margaret: Anyway he's gonna take pretty pictures of me this week.
Stewart: I am NOT having an erection about this!
Margaret: Oh, relax. He's gonna take some shots of me in my wedding dress! The damn thing needs to have some future utility.
Stewart: My dad, you mean? Because yeah, pretty useless dude all told.
Margaret: Still think I'm detecting a hint of jealousy.
Stewart: Well maybe if that's a problem you shouldn't spend an entire day talking about a dude who isn't me!
Margaret: Poor baby needs his ego soothed.
Margaret: And I ain't into it.
Wow, last night was that good huh?
Margaret: The dream I had was OH RIGHT YES I MEAN YES DEFINITELY
Next time: minor characters do minor things.
It's how they become major characters, alright?
Margaret: The fuck are you sighing about?!