The Autumn Heights Redaction, File 2 of 4

Alright, ’07, that last chapter was a fucking mess. Can we focus a little this time?

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.

You’re sure.

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.

Tanya: SNORG

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.

Tanya: SNORG

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.

Tanya: Aww.

She’s one of the only ones that doesn’t end up being ugly in high-res.

Tanya: …aww.

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?
Tanya: Yeah.
Stewart: Then shut up about it ’til morning.

Tanya: SNORRRRRG

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?
Maya: What?

Yeah.

Grugly2007: Maybe it’s because I play all this in one day, and then see that the pics are all tiny?
Maya: What?

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.