Situational outfits are dangerous!!! (picture heavy)
Not lying, but wearing a situational outfit can put your sim in mortal danger!
Like poor John not so long ago:
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These are “Philip von Straud” (a played sim who got bitten by Vlad and, being Hot-Headed, in a reflex bit back) and his love interest, the game-generated vampire Carina Hille.
The are out for date night in the Bramblewoods.
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What better way to start a date off than having a romantic dinner? Philip was still reluctant to bite people he’d known in life, so a townie it should be.
I was in luck, or so I thought: A sim in a sweater, sunglasses and bike helmet walked by, enjoying the cool night breeze and expecting nothing bad. To me the man looked like the typical newly generated townie.
To my vampire sims he looked appetizing.
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Carina went first. I clicked the sim, she started mesmerizing him… wait, what was the name that had briefly flashed at my cursor?
John? John Phillips?
As in: MY John? My played sim John Phillips, Philip von Straud’s father?
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Right. Zooming in I recognized that it was John in a situational outfit (although I have no inkling what the situation is. Other than “Walk the woods at night to become a vampire snack”, that is.)
I changed John back into his farmwork outfit with McDresser and made believe he had worn it all along. John is usually stylish and a snob, and Philip had never seen him in the farmwork clothes, so maybe that was why he didn’t recognize his dad.
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Philip: “Carina… that’s my father you’re eating!”
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Carina: “Oh, I’m so sorry, Philip! You must be so very hungry after your recent illness, but with you being related so closely to him, you cannot eat this man. It would be unhealthy!”
Philip: “Technically I was adopted, but...”
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Carina: “Ah! In this case, my bad! Here, he’s all yours - dig in and enjoy!”
Philip: “You joking? I won’t eat my dad!”
Carina: “If you don’t want him, then why interrupt me? We can chat later!”
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Philip: “Stop eating my father, Carina!!!”
Carina: “Oh, I get it now! You’re still attached to him emotionally! Aw, you’re so cute!”
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John Phillips dropped to the ground, still containing another full meal. The man wasn’t in danger of dying tonight, but he’d be weak and miserable for the days to come.
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John (waking up): “Ey? I feel watched... and there are whispers... It’s probably just the wind stirring the leaves. And the eyes watching me are...”
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John: “...ah! A pair of bats, doing bat things. Filthy little good for nothing critters!”
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A tiny bit more enthusiasm, perhaps, John? That’s your granddaughter they are making there!
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John: “It’s gotten terribly late, I better head back home, before I pass out again…”
Like poor John not so long ago:
https://64.media.tumblr.com/03784f8041a7780fcb00470ab35ef782/3ce82db310327de9-91/s540x810/d229a86e07b6b2cc2c12ac9ad9650b53a5f15c2f.png
These are “Philip von Straud” (a played sim who got bitten by Vlad and, being Hot-Headed, in a reflex bit back) and his love interest, the game-generated vampire Carina Hille.
The are out for date night in the Bramblewoods.
https://64.media.tumblr.com/2bb8f3249ce73c3c1b44deb6ce9ee213/3ce82db310327de9-bc/s540x810/1c14e33a711041ce6744e3c7eec618bb71d42687.png
What better way to start a date off than having a romantic dinner? Philip was still reluctant to bite people he’d known in life, so a townie it should be.
I was in luck, or so I thought: A sim in a sweater, sunglasses and bike helmet walked by, enjoying the cool night breeze and expecting nothing bad. To me the man looked like the typical newly generated townie.
To my vampire sims he looked appetizing.
https://64.media.tumblr.com/919cdbc8b0ad5371db4516f9e8ee2aa9/d6ce9d985fd5cee7-b9/s540x810/4a1904e3cce2e4ce5ea5d41d2dee32f3c1eacab2.png
Carina went first. I clicked the sim, she started mesmerizing him… wait, what was the name that had briefly flashed at my cursor?
John? John Phillips?
As in: MY John? My played sim John Phillips, Philip von Straud’s father?
https://64.media.tumblr.com/bfcaaa7ab80a5079179f8455d3f300e1/d6ce9d985fd5cee7-57/s540x810/594211c58b9a09cc6d2eb299f5bcaf456107314f.png
Right. Zooming in I recognized that it was John in a situational outfit (although I have no inkling what the situation is. Other than “Walk the woods at night to become a vampire snack”, that is.)
I changed John back into his farmwork outfit with McDresser and made believe he had worn it all along. John is usually stylish and a snob, and Philip had never seen him in the farmwork clothes, so maybe that was why he didn’t recognize his dad.
https://64.media.tumblr.com/fa477ba7f6387634adb3cb9c62eb7af1/d6ce9d985fd5cee7-58/s540x810/dbc206367cf2eca3bc4a1459f4b7e7c07a9b7b24.png
Philip: “Carina… that’s my father you’re eating!”
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Carina: “Oh, I’m so sorry, Philip! You must be so very hungry after your recent illness, but with you being related so closely to him, you cannot eat this man. It would be unhealthy!”
Philip: “Technically I was adopted, but...”
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Carina: “Ah! In this case, my bad! Here, he’s all yours - dig in and enjoy!”
Philip: “You joking? I won’t eat my dad!”
Carina: “If you don’t want him, then why interrupt me? We can chat later!”
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Philip: “Stop eating my father, Carina!!!”
Carina: “Oh, I get it now! You’re still attached to him emotionally! Aw, you’re so cute!”
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John Phillips dropped to the ground, still containing another full meal. The man wasn’t in danger of dying tonight, but he’d be weak and miserable for the days to come.
https://64.media.tumblr.com/6e4f86fd7188b5521a6258352a99f80b/bafb56e77876169a-a3/s540x810/ba2e642d97a414f4190417ccb647110cbe9ff7ce.png
John (waking up): “Ey? I feel watched... and there are whispers... It’s probably just the wind stirring the leaves. And the eyes watching me are...”
https://64.media.tumblr.com/2c6cdd87b67d0a660ff4aeacc236fcbd/bafb56e77876169a-32/s540x810/fdd49613677f6e20d6733d4527cc9f4eb639e97c.png
John: “...ah! A pair of bats, doing bat things. Filthy little good for nothing critters!”
https://64.media.tumblr.com/9219c696f2107b6c247fd0c096d781c2/bafb56e77876169a-89/s540x810/22ccfea33c0ec4a1fa4da0973702ad1e3fbe05f2.png
A tiny bit more enthusiasm, perhaps, John? That’s your granddaughter they are making there!
https://64.media.tumblr.com/bbaeeef842f34003d5c1502e33f71017/bafb56e77876169a-0a/s540x810/d5ec1aef7421721081b20bc5a47e9564ca681c3a.png
John: “It’s gotten terribly late, I better head back home, before I pass out again…”
