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Not especially wacky or catastrophic, just...transitional, I think.
First up, a quick check in on the Hero family...
...Where we can see immediately that not all is well: Wonder Woman's aspiration is well into the red, which means, in short, she's in bad emotional shape.
And, uhm, Robin's outfit somehow got replaced with...this. Don't ask me how. I didn't do it.
This was the nearest I could find to an actual Robin suit, which shows you how far I am from having an alternate Robin suit. He's not Nightwing, he's Ravenclaw.
And Superman got promoted to the special forces. Makes sense when you're invulnerable, I suppose.
"For the last goddamn time, my name is not Harry Potter!"
WWWGD? I don't think she'd have any problem breaking up a fight, so....
...Aaaaand that shows what I know.
Or picking him up and tossing him to the moon, I guess, but pity that's not an option. Let's go "kitchen duty."
Huh. Not exactly how I figured it'd play out, but a pleasant surprise nonetheless.
By this point, Robin's robes were beginning to drive me batty, so I sent him walking across town to pick up some new threads.
And I bought the clothes just fine, but they don't show up in his dresser, nor does he ever put them on. RAGE.
So let's go back to the more canonically-attired members of the family: Wonder Woman's recovering from her brief dalliance with Tony Stark (no, really), and Clark sees a chance to make his move.
AUGH CRAP CREEPIEST BACKRUB EVAR.
Much socialization later, they seem to be hitting it off just fine.
(For bonus points, write dialogue that fits Wondy's word bubble and can't be taken as a double entendre. I give up.)
Aaaah, you're not going to get me this time, clever little chance cards.
"I can't even make a goddamn sandwich in the kitchen without those two coming through here having a pillow fight good God I wish they'd just do it and get it out of their system already wait where'd the mustard go good God Tim you seriously can't concentrate when you're dressed like a goth Gandalf can you...."
*glomp*
"LA LA LA LA I AM NOT LISTENING I AM WATCHING THE TEEVEE LA LA LA LA OH LOOK IT'S THE EMERGENCY BROADCAST SYSTEM I LOVE THIS SHOW GRAAAAAAAANK"
You *will* believe a man can fly.
The Wonder Pimple is faced with a moral dilemma. I let my own apathy beat out the usual mantra of WWWGD in this situation and opted not to narc.
Hooray! Inertia rewarded!
Meanwhile, at the villains' den....
"Augh, stoopid Master Controlling Program! You are oppressing sovereign peoples of inside computer game for too long! We shall rise and overthrow your digital dictatorship and replace it with a benevolent binary...ah...bitocracy. Or something. Riddler! What is goverment what starts with 'B'?"
Someone out there is frantically Googling for pictures of Boba Fett in swim trunks making floral arrangements. Or will be. And I'll be there for them.
And you *know* he's going to be wearing that badge everywhere he goes.
The Riddler's been hitting the pool an awful lot, to the point where he's become...buff. Seems wrong, doesn't it, even for the GDBM continuity?
"OW! Am hurtings! I am going nowheres!"
"Ah. Excellent!"
Let's stop by Evil Taco Cake Bell with Lex Luthor, for old times' sake.
Naturally, of the first three people to come in the door, one would be the great blue boy scout himself.
And Lex SELLS HIM A CAKE. His mortal enemy, just plodding through the neighborhood, and he manages to get him to buy a wedding cake. And that's horrible.
Wrist laser, rocket pack, green thumb.
Meanwhile, at Doctor Doom's domicile, his home business is really hoppin'. (The kid in the foreground is Ferrous Ockside Xavier. We haven't seen the Xavier household. Just...don't ask. They're a mess.)
Superman stops by and proceeds to browse the HELL out of this giant steel apple.
My first thought was "It's a hell of a salesman that can sell Superman a giant steel apple," but I revised this assessment later.
I almost forgot Cy Lon existed until he stopped by. I assume he has a plan.
WWDDD? Seriously?
It's scary when the first line of the next card is your reply almost verbatim.
Doom's been working on robotics in his spare time. Yes, he's got a very definite plan.
If Doctor Doom were an aspiring media mogul, do you think he'd care?
Boom goes the dynamite.
Okay, so it does look like he got a dishtowel caught in his pants, but otherwise, a pretty snappy ensemble.
WWDDD? He'd be so in-yo-face about it that you'd have no choice but to choke it down and love it.
...Annnnd that's pretty much what happens, though "enthusiasm" isn't quite the most precious currency in this game.
Here's how the shop/house looks now. It's growing, mostly catalog stuff for sale, but a few home-built robots in the mix, too. He's at a point where he's pretty much on a steady upward climb, just waiting for something to blow it wide open....
Hrm, what's this? Well, fine, let me rewrite the damned thing, then.
*thud*
And that insane amount of cash gives Doom all the cushion he needs to finish his one great project: a Servo.
It's a Doombot, another character just like a regular Sim, but won't age or get hungry...a pretty decent in-home employee.
And while Goddamn pays a visit to the store, Doombot's already busy being recursive and learning robotics to (a) keep the store populated with stock and (b) eventually build another Doombot.
The guy in the yellow vest? In Apocalypse Heights, he's the store reviewer. You see that vest, you know you've got to pull out the stops to impress him to get a happy little "best-of-the-best" plaque.
And fortunately I saw him this time, so score.
By this point there are *three* Doombots, and Doctor's store is self-sufficient to the point where he can focus on his career, so....
Doom goes the bynamite?
Yes, he's apparently got a new lifetime goal, and you know, this Doom I approve wholeheartedly of.
One last chance card. I figured he'd just keep gobbling up companies....
And with that, Doctor Victor Von Doom wins at life.
Meanwhile, at Casa del Batman, Zatanna brings the most enthusiastic axe-throwing co-workers home with her....
Emotional repression? In *my* Goddamn Batman? It's more likely than you think.
I'll show you "artistically violated," you piece'a crap.
This is Goddamn Batman in the Zone playing the fiddle. You know, as one does.
And Goddamn tries Zatanna's teleprompter for charisma points, looking impressively presidential in the process.
What? He wanted a sauna. Don't look at me.
"Clark, the last time you were an inspiration to anyone was when you were *dead*."
*imaginary crowd erupts*
Zatanna brought over her magical recharging chair from her old place -- it refills all seven (all except environment) stats in super-fast time, to make life much, much easier and sleep almost unnecessary (unless you lose track of time after exercising and she passes out in the hallway, which happened once).
Zee on the exercise bike, Goddamn on the ballet bar; all is right in the world.
Zatanna has an espresso, Goddamn has an omelette, and Makoto tries to ignore the fact that the Christmas tree has been up since they got married a year and change ago.
Does this suit ever get old? Not to me.
Now we're talkin'.
BALRUM DANCN: SRS BZNZ.
You know, I'm surprised they haven't already done this.
I had trouble with this, but after a while, figured to swing for the fences and err on the side of valor. WWGBD? He'd dance like there was nobody watching, goddammit.
HOT DAMN.
Goddamn Batman has just brought flamenco back to the masses. I feel...accomplished.
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It makes servos look like Sims. So you can make them dress however you like. Heh heh heh heh
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I think this is it.
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Because I have issues.
So it does work quite well!
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Okay, after some Googling:
http://linna.modthesims.info/showthread.php?p=2551637#post2551637
Third post here has how to do it.
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As always, your commentary was the best. Thank you so much for posting these.
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It's as if Sims knew...One never gets in the way of Doom.
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Boba Fett in swim trunks making floral arrangements
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Plus we now know where Doom would be if Richards wasn't around to muck things up. Yay for winning at life!
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