#agnes crumplebottom the woman that you are...
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i love how populated the town is with lazyduchess lot population mod. grant went to the food truck to get some lunch before heading home to meet his first therapy client iqbal alvi :3
#ts3#the sims 3#agnes crumplebottom the woman that you are...#look at all his potential cash cows i mean therapy clients 😍
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ARE YOU FOR REAL
#for anyone who doesn't know in every sims game agnes crumplebottom is an old woman who#upon seeing sims engage in any form of romance with each other will BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF THEM WITH HER PURSE#there's a special animation for her and her alone. you get the moodlet 'crumplebottomed!'#and after that happened to My Sim they WANT THE GILF CRUMPLUSSY???????????#IT'S NOT HAPPENINGGGGGGGGGGGGG
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The spirit of Agnes and Coraleye enter the elegant Sunset Valley estate. Vintage melodies from a record player swirl, enveloping Coraleye in a sense of nostalgia that she had only known from classic romance films up until this moment.
Agnes: Welcome home, darling. 230 Redwood Parkway, fondly known as "August Moon" by some.
Coraleye: Wow, that's such a magical name. This home is breathtaking, Grandma!
Agnes: It's always been my envisioned haven for raising children.
Coraleye: And you owned it? Even while you lived in Moonlight Falls? Who took care of it when you weren't here?
Agnes: My sister, Cornelia, tended to her in my absence. This home held a special place in my heart, and she, understanding its significance, made occasional upgrades, just in case we ever decided to sell. Or, perhaps... return.
Coraleye: Return? As in move back?
Agnes: Come, dear. Looks like dinner is finished, and now we're clearing up. I want you to hear this conversation.
As they step into the kitchen, tension hangs thick in the air. Erik diligently washes the dishes while Agnes busies herself preparing ingredients for tomorrow's meals. Neither utter a word, until Agnes finally breaks the silence.
Agnes: Erik, I... I must apologize for snapping at you during dinner. That was quite unwarranted. You were right—I ought to have shared the news with you about the fire. I know the Seymour house was so dear to your heart. It was for me, too. I hope you're not angry with me.
Erik: Ain't mad at ya, Aggy. Gee, I suppose I overreacted too. It's not just about the house; I can live without that. My decent paying job in Moonlight Falls, no chance nobody here'll pay the same. Cost of living's a lot higher, and...well, I've been hoping you'd eventually come 'round to having another baby with me, honey...
Coraleye: [eyes misting] Grandpa really wanted another baby, didn't he?
Agnes: [Smiles fondly] Oh yes. But I was quite stubborn.
Coraleye: I think Janie mentioned a bit about the fire being the reason for you moving back here. Did you figure out how it happened?
Agnes: No, we never did. But the Crumplebottom Sisters informed me that it destroyed everything. Even their great powers couldn't reverse the damage. I had planned to tell Erik, but Belinda beat me to it with a telephone call.
Agnes: [Continuing with Erik] You know I've always said that I'm content with our two.
Erik: I know baby, I've just had my fingers crossed one day you'd change your mind. Just a pipe dream, that's all.
Agnes: [Sighs] Well, darling... We'll need to sort through our finances. It seems you might just be getting your way, after all...
Erik: What are you telling me, woman?
Agnes: It's still early yet to, but... I find myself a tad late.
Erik: Late for tea and crumpets with the ladies at the country club, or are we talking more along the lines of a bun in the oven?
Agnes: It could be. Again, it's still very early. Just three days.
Erik joyfully sweeps Agnes into his arms, twirling her as they share a tender kiss. A soft giggle escapes Agnes's lips.
Erik: Aggy baby, you make me the luckiest man to ever live or die!
Coraleye's heart swells with emotion as she witnesses her great-grandfather express his unconditional love for Agnes with such passion and honesty. They follow the Darling pair into the living area to join the girls, particularly Gwendolyn, who are engrossed in the television.
Coraleye: Gosh, look at how you two lovebirds are gazing at each other. TV not holding your attention much, is it? [Grins]
Agnes: Well, I've always preferred books. [Smiles] The television often broadcasted troubling news, especially that year when the government confirmed the existence of aliens. I made the children turn it off promptly if I heard any talk of extraterrestrials.
Coraleye quickly averts eye contact, wondering how much Agnes knows about the current state of the world, particularly Sunglo, his abduction, and how those events resulted in the birth of his beloved daughter.
Knowing her great-grandmother's well-documented phobia centered around extraterrestrials, Coraleye opts to change the subject for the time being.
Coraleye: Hey, Grandma? How did you and Grandpa know to bring the family photos along on your trip to Sunset Valley? Most people don't bring all their family photos on vacations.
Agnes: [Grins] My, I did say you were observant, didn't I?
Coraleye: Well, astute. But yes. I hope to land a career in journalism, just like Grandpa!
Agnes: [Nods approvingly] A journalist in the making, just like your Grandpa. No, the decision to take the photos along was merely a coincidence. Like you heard your Grandfather say, I make him "the luckiest man to ever live or die!"
#ts4#MD4season10#MD4#Coraleye Darling#RealmOfMagicGetaway#Agnes Darling#Many Moons Ago#Many Moons Ago: Gen 1#MMA Gen 1: Ch. 16#Erik Darling#Gwendolyn Darling#GIF#Persephone Darling
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About Me
Simblr edition!
Thank u lots @eljeebee and @pleasanttaleswithkaityb ! ♡♡
Rules: You can use any sims game to answer this questions!
Your 3 traits: socially awkward, bookworm, loner (outing myself as a loser)
Your aspiration: Inner Peace because I could really use some peace and quiet in my life
In-game world you'd live in: Henford!!
Favorite townie(s): Agnes Crumplebottom! I love that old bitter woman so much. Her story tugs at my heartstrings and she deserves the world
Most used pack(s): Cottage Living, City Living, and Growing Together
Favorite decor object: The entire Book Nook Kit tbh but especially these 3!
AND ALSO THIS
Something you want in the game: BIRDS AS PETS IN THE SIMS 4. I really wanna make my budgies in game TT_TT
What color is your plumbob right now? Red bcos i am so so sleep deprived and also very hungry among other things
NO PRESSURE TAG!!! @hxneysim @keeponsimming @sorrowfulsim @limeysims @simsply4 (not sure if you've been tagged/done this sorry!!) and YOU
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Senescence
Senescence is a short visual story of the twilight years of Agnes Crumplebottom (the title is inspired by this machinima, about a Crumplebottom as well, check it out guys, it’s so lovely). I wrote this many years ago in my teens and illustrated it (with my limited drawing skills), and found the time to do the story in TS2 some time ago.
This post is dedicated to elder Sims, who I feel are often overlooked as they are often so in real life as well. With the COVID-19 epidemic going on at the time of this post, I fully realized how vulnerable elders are and I feel we must care for them especially in these times.
When people commented about this epidemic being a ‘boomer-remover’, it stroke me as insensitive, because even though I know there are a lot of unpleasant older people out there, a lot of them are still pleasant and our loved ones (plus, not only older people are vulnerable).
Agnes Crumplebottom was not known as a nice Sim, but her story in The Sims 3 enabled us to look at her in a different way. I was both tickled and touched by @yakumtsaki's words on Agnes here–poor woman is probably only able to rest in peace once she kicks the bucket, so, here is my attempt at a touching tribute before she did.
Also, I suggest listening to this playlist while reading this!
Everyone around Downtown knew the pitter-patter of those shoes. Couples would flee in horror, the scantily dressed would rush to the bushes, and pickpockets dared not go near her infamous purse. But that day was strange. She walked cheerfully past an unwary pair of lovebirds locked in amorous embrace on a bench and she greeted a young woman in a sequinned tube top ‘good morning!’.
She went to her usual spot, a pair of green, wooden recliners near the pond at the Crumplebottom Memorial Park (named after a renowned relative who was unfortunately crushed to death by a chandelier many years ago). She brought out some bread crumbs and fed the ducks swimming at the pond, swarming at her by the side. She was always so kind to animals. But to people? Not so much.
“There you go, little darlings!” She said to them, her voice high-pitched and rickety. A duck came near her feet to peck off the crumbs near her shoes. She didn’t realize it was there until it had pecked the toe of her shoe.
“Ooh!” She exclaimed, giggling a bit. “Aren’t you a curious one!“
She took out her lorgnette glasses and inspected the little critter. The people walking by were rather confused by this. She’d usually sit down and feed the ducks, but giggle and smile? They’re not even sure if it’s really THE Agnes Crumplebottom. Truth be told, they haven’t seen her for the past few months. At any rate, it was a quiet autumn day, and there weren’t many people around.
She sat down and allowed the curious little fowl approach her. "Now don’t you peck and be a good girl, alright? I’m just here to relax.”
She caressed the pearl necklace hanging around her neck. “My fiancé gave this to me, you know. He’s just the most darling thing! And his last name is Darling, too, funnily enough. I’m going to be Agnes Darling very soon. Isn’t that wonderful?”
She adjusted her weaved picture hat and seemed rather confused. “Why am I, why am I wearing this…hat? Where’s my grey hat? Oh, darn. I must’ve left it at my sister’s. My word.”
“What was the name of her son again? Murray? Mortimer? Oh, he’d love ducks, I think. Those little boys are always up to something, but he seems like a bright young man. I’ve never really had a chance to spend much time with him. Truth be told, I don’t know him or his father that well. So silly of me. Oh! And I’m talking to a duck!”
She laughed, then sat back and took a deep breath and looked around.
“My my. Where is Erik? He said he was going to meet me here.”
Agnes rose from her seat and approached the rental shack at the corner of the park, not far from there. The rental shack clerk was raking the leaves nonchalantly whilst humming and heard the pitter-patter of shoes approaching. He lifted his head and greeted the woman, after only seeing half of her from under his hat.
“Good afternoon, how can I he–ELP YO-uu…” He jumped, fixing his glasses that slipped off his nose in shock.
“Merciful heavens! What on earth is the matter with you?” She yelled, lorgnette glasses in hand, inspecting him suspiciously.
“No–nothing, Miss Crumplebottom.”
“I was wondering, have you seen my fiancé? He’s about so tall and has blonde hair?”
The rental shack clerk was quiet for a few moments. “Fiancé?”
“I thought I was asking the questions, here!” Agnes yelled.
“Um…um…no, I haven’t…I thought he…your husband…passed on?”
Agnes lift her left eyebrow. “Husband? Passed on?”
The rental shack clerk looked both confused and scared.
Agnes blinked a few times, saying nothing and looking like she was thinking about something. She turned around and walked away, leaving the rental shack clerk relieved and he went back into his shack to go about his business.
“Oh, what nonsense. Passed on. Passed on where...” She rubbed her pearl necklace and looked apprehensive. She clutched her pearls tightly and squinted her eyes, fiddling with her fingers.
Agnes walked a few meters away into the park and stopped. She dropped her purse and began sobbing as she fell to the ground. It had all came back to her.
The honeymoon. The accident. The years of pain and hurt and the bitterness that followed. She had woken up that day like a new woman, who only remembered of her days before all of that disappointment, the false hope of love.
How confused would the Downtowners be had they seen it. They’ve never seen her cry or express any emotion other than rage. The younger ones hardly knew who she was except for the stories they’ve heard about the purse of terror.
Some simply thought she was just a demented old bat. Now, even more. Those years of self-righteousness were born out of the disappointment, but now, she was no longer a threat. If anything, she realized that she had been her own biggest threat in the decades that she’s lived.
“Aunt Agnes!” Called out a woman’s voice, running towards her. A hand grasped her arm and helped her up as the elder lady trembled. Agnes could barely see, worsened by her tears. She squinted but didn’t know who it was.
“Who is this–who are you? I don’t know you…” She asked, meekly, in between little sniffs.
“It’s me, Cassandra.”
She sobbed and shook her head. “I don’t know! I don’t know where, who–”
“Cassandra. Your sister’s granddaughter, remember? Grandma Cornelia?”
“Oh…” She answered, as if she remembered, but not really. Nevertheless, she calmed down. “Cornelia, Cornelia. Yes.”
Cassandra led her great-aunt into the wheelchair she had brought and sat her down gently, tucking her purse firmly into her lap. “Aunt Agnes, you shouldn’t have left the house. It’s lucky that your nurse called me, we’ve been trying to find you for hours. You know you can’t go out on your own.”
“I don’t know…I’m lost…I couldn’t find Erik…”
Cassandra tilted her head and put her hand over her shoulder.
“Why don’t we get you home, Aunt Agnes? Would you like that?”
Agnes leaned her head to the side and nodded.
#the sims#the sims 1#ts1#ts2#the sims 2#agnes crumplebottom#crumplebottom family#erik darling#the sims hot date#crumplebottom memorial park#cassandra goth#mortimer goth#cornelia goth#goth family
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beatrice harper, one of my spares, is applying for someone for safiya by @whiimms. wish her luck ;)
beatrice harper, gave up on her vampiric powers after failing to outrun count vladislaus and replace his position in forgotten hallow. for now she better lay low... count vladdy is not happy and he's a vengeful spirit.
bee, as she is sweetly called by her family, has the gloomy, self-absorbed and foodie traits. bee is a powerful woman - and by powerful, i mean both in character and strenght. she’s fierce and a bit untamed; but she is fair and righteous. she will put up a fight… with words! bee can tear you down with a single sentence. she’s an oratory master!
she went to britechester to study law and she followed a politician career. and now?
well, now...
now bee wants to win the next elections in henford-on-bagley. so yes, mayor lavina you have a rival. and not any rival, because bee seems to have secured agnes crumplebottom's simpathy and something that resembles a lot like a... friendship. can it be? did bee manage to reach the cold-hearted agnes?
bee is not the most romantic soul and she's quite independent; but most of all, bee looks for true and meaningful relationships. for a politician that can be quite troublesome, honesty usually lacks in that arena. but entering bee's circle of trust is synonym of an open heart and true, unfiltered emotions and loyalty to a large extent.
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{ ⊾ } —- favorite rp memory? / { ⋎ } —- favorite thing about the rp community? ( forces you to be nice because its funny ) / { ⊿ } this was talk about your favorite character but amma add spice : talk about your favorite sim character <3
wahhh, i had to leave the mysims rpc after a huge stupid drama blew it up (part of my decision to leave was due to me being busy with school anyway, plus it was just boring to continue in that fandom when half of my rp partners (2 people) suddenly blocked me) but my time in that fandom will always hold a very special place in my heart. it was the first tumblr rpc that i really got into, and it was back in the days of people actually interacting and sending out random asks and tagging their mutuals in random starters. even with only 5 people, a pet rock, and a shoelace in the fandom, the dash felt so vibrant and alive.
i had one ship that i really loved, travis & crystal, wherein i wrote crystal and my friend (at the time) joey wrote travis. they were high school sweethearts, the dumb blond jock boy & the bitchy sassy goth girl riddled with teen angst. and they were sooo cute 💕 i struggle to listen to songs about summer love without going back to them
i do wanna bring my mysims muses back someday, but i'm worried i'll never be able to recapture the magic that was The Thems, i'm sooo :(
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fuck you
my favorite thing about the rpc community is... honestly... just existing as a community. i love seeing everybody's writing and posts on my dash and being able to get inspired by those! while i write entirely for myself (and you should, too!) i find that my writing is better when i'm faced with other writing. there's just something about getting a really good reply from your partner, like when eli hit me with the line "an ouroboros of narcissism" or something like that, that gets me.
you know when you read something so good that your fingers get twitchy and you feel compelled to put them on the keys yourself? i live for that feeling, and it's something i don't get as easily in the fanfiction community. but in the rpc, that feedback loop is pretty much constant
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AGH... how could you make me pick a favorite sim?? :( all of the residents of sunset valley (not you, thornton wolff) have me in a fucking vice. (i'm jk, even thornton gets me, but goddamn he is terrible, but that's what's fun about him. pretty much every time i play with thornton, i make him the biggest bitch imaginable)
but ig... my favorite sim out of all of them is probably mortimer goth. he's definitely gotten the most playtime out of all of the sunset valley townies. i love going against established canon and making him marry the ghost, lolita goth, in his backyard instead of bella bachelor like he's ~supposed~ to or whatever. sb pointed out that that was very twilight-ish, and i'm like. fuck it, idc, maybe twilight has a point. it is kinda freaky, but i think it's cute. weird but cute. let me live, goddamn!!
a very close second is agnes crumplebottom, mortimer's aunt. without player intervention, she will pretty much always die loveless and alone, despite having the "hopeless romantic" trait, and that breaks my heart :( so i intervene as often as i can bc i can't stand to see her die lonely :((
she's a recurring character from... i believe the very first sims game, although she didn't come in until one of the expansion packs. and she made her debut as a crotchety old woman who beat happy lovers who committed pda in front of her with her purse, which ok.......... queen...
but also with sims 3 giving us the backstory that her fiance died right before their HONEYMOON and the implication that she's only bitter about happy couples bc she feels she lost her chance at love... she got me like :(((
(also i just looked it up and i was right. agnes was first introduced in the expansion pack for the sims, "hot date." mortimer has also been in all 4 sims games released so far, in the very base versions of all.)
#misc :: ( ooc )#int :: ( answered )#bornchaos#//it's too late to play cyberpunk tonight so i'm finally answering this really old ask#//to give you a big autistic infodump about the sims
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A Watcher-Fearing Woman’s Guide to Careers
Presented by Mrs. Agnes Crumplebottom
Ladies, you know that it’s not your place to work outside the home. Your role is to be a helpmeet, homemaker, and mother. Support your husband and raise up a new generation of warriors for the Watcher!
The only exception is with your husband’s permission! If your husband has given you permission to contribute to the household income, then here are some “do”s and “dont”s for your cute little “career”.
Unacceptable Jobs
Under no circumstances should you be tempted by career paths such as acting, law enforcement, business, or scientific research!
Acceptable Jobs
Instead, try these Watcher-honoring options:
Get a Simstagram sponsorship from a modest activewear brand!
Join an essential oil pyramid scheme!
Teach your children to play instruments, then make them perform at various churches for “love offerings”!
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As Eliza heads home, one of her hypothetical scenarios comes into fruition towards the end of the pathway. The infamous Nancy Landgraab, with her artificially bee-stung lips and expertly applied eyeshadow, is approaching. That nasty encounter with Agnes Crumplebottom flashes before her eyes and she shudders. Eliza hesitates, looks at the ground, and nearly walks past the woman who leaves a trail of Chanel No. 5.
"Uh, hello there," Eliza stutters. "Welcome to the neighborhood."
Nancy stops in her tracks and raises an already lifted brow. "I'm sorry. Do I know you?"
"Eliza Pancakes, er, well Simovitch-Pancakes. You know, of Simovitch Refrigeration."
"Riiight... Well, it was nice to meet you Alyssa. But I have to get going now," she says at she glances at the gold bracelet on her wrist. "I have to go, um, feed my cowplant. Ciao!"
#the sims 4#ts4#sims 4#ts4 vanilla#ts4 premades#pancakes household#ts4 rotational gameplay#rotational gameplay#maxis match gameplay
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The Crumplebottoms - Introduction - Rotation 0
Transcript 👇🏼
Sunset Valley, 1953
The Cadenza Lounge
- ... And there she was, on the bar of “The Little Corsican Bistro”, drinking some nectar when i arrived. I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman in my life. She light up the entire place..
- Oh my god, Erick. It wasn't like that. You know that my favorite drink is the Granite Falls Averlino Grappa *giggles*
- Agnes, Cut the sweetheart act. What are we doing here? Out of the blue you invite the whole family for a dinner. What’s going on?
#TS4#The Sims 4#Agnes Crumplebottom#Gunther Goth#Cornelia Goth#Sunset Valley: 1954#Getting Ready...#Erik Darling
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Hello to Henford-on-Bagley!
From the natural beauty of Cordelia Falls to the clear, brisk currents of the River Bagley, the mingling of earth and water makes Henford-on-Bagley a lovely place to visit but perhaps an even lovelier place to live. So what if the average neighbor is a little more gossipy? You couldn't ask for a better place to grow, tend, and nurture a more natural life.
Gossipy or not, time to meet (some of) the new neighbors! 👋
I was provided with an alpha version of Cottage Living via the EA Game Changers program. All gameplay capture shown is not final and may be subject to change before the pack’s release.
Kim Goldbloom spends her day selling groceries, while immortals Agnes and Agatha Crumplebottom take turns running the garden stall. Agatha is a friendly woman who seems to hand out discounts like candy! Agnes, however, is far more likely to beat you with her purse.
(Yes, they’re really immortal. I can’t make this stuff up.)
Sara and Simon Scott own the local pub, The Gnomes Arms! Sara is always there, but Simon... Well the rumor is that he doesn’t even like mixology. 🤫
You may see the Rahul Chopra around town - or even delivering your groceries! Make sure to leave him a tip - especially because his mom, Lavina Chopra, is the mayor! She judges the fairs in town each week, probably best to stay on her good side.
Just outside of town is Old New Henford - and Thomas Watson’s family estate! He and his wife, Rahmi, live there with their three children Rashidah, Imran, and Maira. Word on the street is that not everyone in the household is happy living in the country...
If you find your way into the Bramblewood, consider stopping by and saying hello to the Creature Keeper - Michael Bell! He’s full of useful information about the local wildlife and plants. Offering to help him with errands will prove an... Interesting experience.
While you’re there, be sure to leave an offering for Sophie the Snail if you intend to go swimming in the nearby river. Legend says that without leaving a gift, you’ll be pulled under water. 💀
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Agnes approached a friendly looking woman who was tending the fruit-stall to see if she could point her in the direction of her aunt.
Kim: Oh, you must be Ms. Crumplebottom’s niece! Yes, she told me all about you, right after she criticised the size of my melons. Her stall is right over there, but she seems to have seen us!
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Mabel returned to an empty house after work again. She wasn’t too surprised though, the summer was perfect for foraging after all. What did surprise her was the fact there was an old woman sitting in her garden. This was the same woman that Mabel had been trying to keep her distance from after seeing her argue with Kim when she first moved to the village. She knew from village gossip that this woman was Agnes Crumplebottom, Agatha’s cousin. How these two could be related she’d never know!
Mabel cleared her throat.
“Oh hello there, dear. Sorry to intrude like this, it’s just I got wind that you were a stitcher like myself!”
Mabel’s eyes widened in shock as Agnes waved her cross stitch at Mabel. Agnes seemed like a totally different person to what the other villagers painted her as. She almost seemed nice? The two got to talking and it turned out that Agnes was a keen cross stitch artist! Mabel had been buying most of the wool from Agatha, and it seemed like Agatha had told Agnes.
Mabel went inside to make her and Agnes a cup of tea, as well as grab her pattern book. Her and Agnes happily chatted and shared patterns for an hour or so until Michael returned home.
As soon as Michael came through the gate, the atmosphere turned cold. Agnes shot Michael a look before turning to Mabel with a smile.
“Well, my dear, I best be off. I’m sure you two have a lot to discuss.”
“Wait, allow me to walk you home!”
Mabel gasped a little as Michael grabbed Agnes by the arm and basically frog marched her out of the garden.
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If you’re reading this, I’m probably long gone now. You might be one of my kids, or grand-kids, or maybe even a dear family friend. Whoever you are, brace yourself. I’ve had a hell of a life, and I want to share some of the details with you. You probably won’t believe any of it, hell, I don’t blame you.
My first, and probably most unbelievable claim is that I married Agnes Crumplebottom. TWICE! Me, Erik Darling, some corny schmuck, married Agnes Crumplebottom, or as I like to call her now, Mrs. Darling.
Aggy was something special. I’ve never met a woman like her. She was classy, smart, unpredictable and absolutely drop-dead gorgeous.
I suppose it was my sense of humor that hooked her, or maybe just pure luck, but one thing’s for sure, my life would never be the same after that first date. We shared a beautiful kiss on the beach in Sunset Valley, and the rest is history.
It didn’t take long before she married me. We had our whole life planned out, let me tell ya. We got a house close to the beach, started planning our future, hell, we even made some progress on a nursery. Agnes always wanted to be a mother.
That’s when things got dark. I drowned on our honeymoon and was pronounced dead on site. She didn’t even get the chance to change her last name.
The worst thing that could ever happen to me was losing her. But let me tell you, watching her scream in pain beside my grave, without being able to comfort her or let her know I’m with her, was a close second.
Her name was still Agnes Crumplebottom, but it wasn’t supposed to be. I needed my second chance. My soul couldn’t rest until I could once again make her
My Darling.
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#ts4#ts4 stories#Agnes Crumplebottom#Erik Darling#Many Moons Ago#Many Moons Ago: Gen 1#I hope you feel the same vibes as the original#I know I did#I might post the original intro one day for comparison#If you all enjoy this#MMA intro: Gen1
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I didn’t know the sims had lore! What are some of your favs?
Neither did I honestly until I started following some Sims Youtubers - I was always one of those players that just made my own household (consisting of whatever ship I happened to be hyperfocused on at the time) and ignored literally everything else in the game BUT them. But there's actually a canon timeline of the games, and it goes 3, 1, 2; with 2 being a sequel to the original Sims game and 3 being a prequel (and 4 being EA saying they don't give a shit abt longtime fans of the game and just saying "4 takes place in an alternate timeline!!" to try to escape judgement for the game having absolutely no depth whatsoever BUT THAT'S A DIFFERENT RANT).
For me some of my personal favorites are the Curious brothers from Sims 2, who in short are a bunch of scientists who aliens apparently look at and go "It's free real estate," and also I have a big softspot for Agnes Crumplebottom, who in Sims 1 is a bitter old woman NPC who ruins your dates by beating the hell out of you with her purse, but in Sims 3 you see that her backstory is that she was a hopeless romantic who'd just gotten married and was ready to start a family before her new husband died unexpectedly, leaving her all alone in a big empty house with a half-finished nursery.
Fun fact - in my own current game I gave Agnes the life she deserves by giving her a wife with whom she can adopt as many kids as they want
#there's a lot more to mandy and agnes than just 'giving agnes a wife'#but i'm not gonna bore y'all by giving the longass play-by-play#bc i've been playing this family for like that past month and i'm highkey hyperfixated on them#hyperfixated? hyperfocused? idk what the right term is#anyways yeah sims has lots of lore
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I feel like Agnes Crumplebottom and Olive Specter would be mortal enemies. Agnes hates romantic interaction, and Olive supposedly kills all of her husbands just to be closer to the grim reaper. Who wouldn't be a worse person in Agnes's eyes other than someone who kills just for love? She's probably the only person who can stand up to Olive and survive.
oh, i can absolutely see agnes hating olive!
olive, i think, would be more ambivalent towards agnes though - she can respect the idea of this well-to-do woman, clearly unafraid of her, trying to stand up for what she thinks is right but you know she’s also rolling her eyes at how little she actually knows. just another gossip who thinks they know everything just because they heard the he-said-she-said... its a fun dynamic
i feel like, in another lifetime they could be friends because they both understand loss all too well, feeling like it’s just not fair and luck just isn’t on your side... but inevitably, i feel like circumstances definitely oppose that idea LOL
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