i wanted to take some pics and upload some stuff today, but im having some problems and my game cant start. it seems like its a bigger fix that is needed and i possibly might need to redownload completely...
i dont have the energy for this rn im very overwhemled with moving in a month, but hoping to fix it asap:)
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Solution: infants with vampire eyes
With the game update, I wanted to create a new infant and it turns out that in the case they came out with vampire eyes. I couldn't change them, I had no option to put different eyes in the edit menu. The solution: remove all the default eyes you have inside the mods folder and that's it.
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ok so i've been having this stupid glitch where my sim has twins and then one of them disappears after i name the 2nd one, so the first couple times it did this i let it go and just went on with the challenge did some research on it and found nothing, so this time i was fed up as it did it again, charlotte and harper are born but harper was adopted but imma pretend she isn't cause the game owes me this one for stealing so many of my babies....she counts damn it
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As some might already know, I have a game of The Sims 4 with the UTMV skeletons.
GREASER HAS BECOME UNHINGED. HE FLIRTS WITH E V E R Y O N E. I LEFT THEM TO THEIR OWN DEVICES FOR A BIT AND NOW HE HAS A LOVE-METER WITH ALL OF HIS INLAWS. FRESH DOESN'T CARE EVEN WHEN HE'S RIGHT THERE WHILE IT HAPPENS EVEN THO THEY ARE MARRIED?????
In other words, I replicated their personalities flawlessly.
I was in shock.
Oh, one more bonus for the initiated that made me laugh.
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Transcript:
Phoenix arrives home exhausted after a long day. He can’t wait to slide into bed next to Dawn. It seems impossible to sync up their schedules lately, and he’s missing her a lot.
When he walks into the living room, he’s surprised to find her asleep on the couch.
He crouches down and strokes her hair, feeling almost guilty for waking her.
Phoenix: Hi.
Dawn: You’re home.
Phoenix: Yep. You must’ve been tired, you’re still in your work clothes.
Dawn: So tired.
He stands to help her up, but she doesn’t move, doesn’t even open her eyes.
Phoenix: Do you want to come to bed?
Dawn: Mhm. I’ll be there in… in just a minute.
Phoenix: [unconvinced] Right.
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The two of them wake up the next morning on the couch, still in their clothes from the day before, and wrapped in each other’s arms. Their alarm is beeping faintly from the bedroom down the hall.
Phoenix squeezes Dawn tight before forcing himself to sit up.
Phoenix: Good morning.
Dawn: G’morning. When did you get home?
Phoenix: Around eleven. I tried to wake you.
Dawn: I know. I was so tired, I couldn’t move. Thanks for staying with me.
Phoenix: Of course. It feels like sleeping is the only thing we do together these days. I wasn’t going to miss it.
Dawn: Ough, I know, we need a vacation.
Phoenix: We do. Where should we go?
Dawn: Hmm, somewhere tropical. I want to drink cocktails on the beach and swim with dolphins.
Phoenix: Oh, that’s different.
Dawn: I know. I know you prefer the snow, but—
Phoenix: No, let’s do it.
Dawn: Really?
Phoenix: Yes, really. It’ll be fun to go somewhere new. And if you have to walk around in your bikini the whole time, then so be it.
Dawn: I see. You have ulterior motives.
Phoenix: Definitely.
Phoenix kisses her then, softly but in a way that makes it clear just what those motives are.
Unfortunately, the alarm is still beeping in the other room, reminding them that there’s another busy day ahead of them. They both sigh and look at each other, wishing they could soak in this rare moment together a little longer… maybe they can.
Dawn: I’ll go shut off the alarm. Will you put on a pot of coffee?
Phoenix: Yep. When do you have to leave?
Dawn: About an hour. How quick do you think we can get ready?
Phoenix: Thirty minutes?
Dawn: Ooh, ambitious.
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Phoenix: So, when should we do it?
Dawn: Do what?
Phoenix: Take a vacation.
Dawn: You tell me. You have that look.
Phoenix: What look?
Dawn: That I’m-asking-a-question-so-I-can-give-you-the-answer look.
Phoenix: I don’t do that.
Dawn: So, you haven’t already come up with a plan?
Phoenix: Okay, maybe I do that.
Dawn: Mhm. So, when should we do it?
Phoenix: How about August? It’s far enough in advance to plan, and it’s the last chance I’ll have before things get crazy in the fall.
Dawn: And just in time for our anniversary.
Phoenix: [feigning surprise] Is it?
Dawn: That sounds perfect. I have to get going though, so we’ll have to figure out the rest later.
Phoenix: What time will you be home tonight?
Dawn: Six. Seven, at the latest. Will you be here?
Phoenix: I’ll try to be.
Dawn: Okay. I love you.
Phoenix: I love you too.
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I once put Ink and Error in the Sims to see what would happen. Gave them jobs. A working kitchen. A nice computer. And an hour in Ink had this random ass grudge against Error that came from literally nothing. Ink would make an effort to stay as far away as possible and Error would be on the computer with the "wants to talk to Ink" wish fulfillment think bubble over his head for HOURS. Whenever they did talk Ink would immediately go to sleep like the conversation just evaporated all of his energy. Eventually the grudge went away and they became sort of friends, but it was funny as shit seeing Error get genuinely distressed that his roommate was off at work or sleeping and being "angry" near constantly because he needed Human Interaction but refused to talk to literally anyone else.
Another time while I was struggling to make them have healthy diets and having Ink cook a tasteful grilled cheese. The stove caught on fire and lit up the whole damn kitchen. Error stood in the doorway and just watched until I got him to do something and call the firemen. His reaction to the task was to suddenly panic, run out on the porch, glitch through the wall and scream at Ink from the yard.
Ink survived and the fire just. Vanished I guess. And the first thing he did with his fresh 3rd degree burns was turn on pop music and dance before taking a shower.
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