Dr. John H. Watson, M.D. (
lightconductor) wrote2009-09-13 08:14 am
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Adventures in Simland, part 2
So a while back I posted the adventures of Sim!Holmes and Sim!Watson, and the general sort of chaos they get up to.
They continue to get up to chaos, of course. Actually, my twelve-year-old sister demanded to see them, and I relented, but I've been reluctant to show anyone my game for the sheer fact that Holmes and Watson go everywhere and make out everywhere. So we had a discussion first.
"Uh, before you see my game, and my Holmes and Watson, there's something you should know..."
"... are they in love?"
Pause. "Yes."
"I've had that happen! You put people together and then they flirt and then they're in love and you didn't want them to be. And you can't make them fight."
She understands.
Anyway.
This is a bit of an update.
For the most part, their lives have been... well, routine.

They go downtown and are beaten up by random old ladies.

I've mentioned to most people that Watson got bitten by a vampire. Randomly. Holmes looks on in... interest.


In fact, so much interest that he was perfectly happy when Watson got a bit hungry later on.
Curing them sent them, particularly Holmes who was equally thrilled both at being a vampire and dating a vampire, into twin spirals of depression, but I felt it had to be done. For a while they moped and developed the desire to be vampires again, but they seem to have mostly gotten over it.
Although Holmes occassionally decides he'd like to be a werewolf.
But this is all old news. What else?
There have been the usual rash of gnome thefts.



The blonde woman? Is myself. I have no idea why I'm stealing lawn gnomes from my neighbour. Tim, however, is clearly retaliating for all the times Holmes has stolen his gnomes.

Watson has been writing novels. Holmes is extremely put-out about this, constantly tries to turn off the computer while Watson's using it, and then usually ends up sitting on the floor in a sulk, writing in his diary.
... sadly, this is pretty in-character.

He usually finds other things to entertain himself, eventually.
Watson has been extremely popular with the ladies, of course...

...both for being extremely good looking...

...and for his wealth of fashion sense, gladly put at the disposal of eager young teenage girls. (Later, they played football in the yard.)
However, all this is basically just catching up. Why am I really making this post?
There is a woman who lives across the street from Holmes and Watson. She's working her way up the law enforcement career path, and for whatever reason, she really hit it off with them. They're all BFFs. Apparently.
I am also a terrible cheat, when it comes to this game.
So one day, Holmes and Watson randomly came over to visit. The stereo was on, so they started dancing on her porch. She stood nearby and watched. Meanwhile, I was doing some serious screwing around with cheats.
And I misclicked.
And this misclicking? Impregnated poor Miss Penelope Brass of the Vice Squad with the bastard child of Sherlock Holmes, without his having to do so much as touch her.
Yeah.
So, the question you may ask is, how does Watson feel about this?

Considering he was extremely attentive during her pregnancy, I'd say he's pretty okay with the whole thing.

When the baby was born, a girl who was soon christened Violet Brass, Watson was quite happy to step into his role of Uncle John.

And Holmes utterly adores her. I forsee a lot of weekend visits.

Actually, now that Violet's grown up a bit, it seems to me that, uh, she's inherited not only her father's eyes, but his nose. That's an unfortunate trait for a young lady.
They continue to get up to chaos, of course. Actually, my twelve-year-old sister demanded to see them, and I relented, but I've been reluctant to show anyone my game for the sheer fact that Holmes and Watson go everywhere and make out everywhere. So we had a discussion first.
"Uh, before you see my game, and my Holmes and Watson, there's something you should know..."
"... are they in love?"
Pause. "Yes."
"I've had that happen! You put people together and then they flirt and then they're in love and you didn't want them to be. And you can't make them fight."
She understands.
Anyway.
This is a bit of an update.
For the most part, their lives have been... well, routine.

They go downtown and are beaten up by random old ladies.

I've mentioned to most people that Watson got bitten by a vampire. Randomly. Holmes looks on in... interest.


In fact, so much interest that he was perfectly happy when Watson got a bit hungry later on.
Curing them sent them, particularly Holmes who was equally thrilled both at being a vampire and dating a vampire, into twin spirals of depression, but I felt it had to be done. For a while they moped and developed the desire to be vampires again, but they seem to have mostly gotten over it.
Although Holmes occassionally decides he'd like to be a werewolf.
But this is all old news. What else?
There have been the usual rash of gnome thefts.



The blonde woman? Is myself. I have no idea why I'm stealing lawn gnomes from my neighbour. Tim, however, is clearly retaliating for all the times Holmes has stolen his gnomes.

Watson has been writing novels. Holmes is extremely put-out about this, constantly tries to turn off the computer while Watson's using it, and then usually ends up sitting on the floor in a sulk, writing in his diary.
... sadly, this is pretty in-character.

He usually finds other things to entertain himself, eventually.
Watson has been extremely popular with the ladies, of course...

...both for being extremely good looking...

...and for his wealth of fashion sense, gladly put at the disposal of eager young teenage girls. (Later, they played football in the yard.)
However, all this is basically just catching up. Why am I really making this post?
There is a woman who lives across the street from Holmes and Watson. She's working her way up the law enforcement career path, and for whatever reason, she really hit it off with them. They're all BFFs. Apparently.
I am also a terrible cheat, when it comes to this game.
So one day, Holmes and Watson randomly came over to visit. The stereo was on, so they started dancing on her porch. She stood nearby and watched. Meanwhile, I was doing some serious screwing around with cheats.
And I misclicked.
And this misclicking? Impregnated poor Miss Penelope Brass of the Vice Squad with the bastard child of Sherlock Holmes, without his having to do so much as touch her.
Yeah.
So, the question you may ask is, how does Watson feel about this?

Considering he was extremely attentive during her pregnancy, I'd say he's pretty okay with the whole thing.

When the baby was born, a girl who was soon christened Violet Brass, Watson was quite happy to step into his role of Uncle John.

And Holmes utterly adores her. I forsee a lot of weekend visits.

Actually, now that Violet's grown up a bit, it seems to me that, uh, she's inherited not only her father's eyes, but his nose. That's an unfortunate trait for a young lady.

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I think it was probably fifty-fifty that the kid ended up being Holmes's and not Watson's.
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