say hello to jules mayberry, my nsb founder 🌱💡
jules is a mischievous tech girlie who loves the finer things in life. she can be a little mean, and she's frequently jealous of other sims, but her heart is in the right place most of the time. all she wants is to set up a secure future for herself and the many generations to come. ✨
jules loves video games, the computer (she literally will not do anything else) and tasty vegetarian food.
she dislikes people who don't appreciate gifts (*cough cough* j huntington iii), bros, and romance music.
she currently lives in 18 culpepper house in san myshuno, but has plans to retreat to the 'burbs when she finds her mr right (well, more like 'mr that'll do').
✼ more info under the cut ✼
✦ backstory: both of jules' parents were scientists. they were friendly, smart, and perfectly lovely people – though they definitely spent more time in the lab than they did at home. having died when she was a teenager in a 'work accident' (it's all very hush-hush), jules took her small inheritance and put it towards a pad in the city rather than university. after one semester, she decided the academic route wasn't for her. besides, who needs a degree in this day and age anyway?
✦ challenge goals: (i don't have all the packs so i had to improvise a little)
master tech guru career – start-up entrepreneur branch
complete chief of mischief aspiration
master mischief and logic skills
complete elements collection
✦ my goals:
make two enemies
have at least one child
move out of the city to a fancy home in the suburbs
be bffs with her children, unlike the way her parents were with her
have §100,000 in savings
✦ other notes:
i'm shockingly bad at making male sims, so this is going to be a matriarchal legacy (this includes nb and trans sims)
i use thepancake1's more traits in CAS mod because three just isn't enough (i chose the remaining traits based on personal preference, but i plan to randomize it/inherit traits from gen 2 onwards)
jules got unlimited funds to decorate her apt to make it Cute but i dropped her remaining money down to §1000 to reflect her 'inheritance'. girlfriend spent most of her money on plants and wall art (#relatable).
since i don't have all the packs, i'll be mixing and matching the og nsb challenge with this version alongside whatever whims tickle my fancy or enhance my story ;)
thanks to @cupidgnome and @deathbypufferfish for the psd aspirations template and icons. and of course, @lilsimsie for creating the nsb challenge 🖤
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Horse figure guides
This list is a constant work in progress and will expand as I find new collector sites, brand catalogues, guides, etc.
General sites:
Chestnut Ridge
Fakie Spaceman
Model Horse Gallery
Small Scale World
Toy Animal Wiki
Breyer and related:
The Breyer Horse Reference Website
Identify Your Breyer
Identify Your CollectA
Winners Choice Micro Horses
In My Pocket:
90s Pony in My Pocket
00s Pony in My Pocket
Cuccioli Cerca Amici Puledro:
Schleich:
Schleich Familien
Samla Schleich
S-Sammlung
Other brands:
Barbie
Fashion Star Fillies
Grand Champions
Julip
Keypers
LPS
Vintage LPS
My Beautiful Horses
Polly Pocket
Fine art horses:
Animal Artistry
Horse of a Different Color
Horsing Around
The Horse Gallery
Lladro Database
Model Horse Artisan Guide
Trail of Painted Ponies
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-1- The Cursed Prince
Wakanda, 1919
Julip looked up at a sparse ceiling of unknown and unique trees as he hiked with a sense of impending dread. Every time a spindly branch snatched him by the shirt or a prickly vine wrapped his ankle, he hacked wildly with his machete until it let him go. These vines were rumored to rip unsuspecting creatures in half so that carniverous trees could soak up the blood as nutrients.
"I've entertained this long enough. Come back now."
All the sense in Julip's mind told him to turn back and go home. He hadn't wanted to venture so deep, but he couldn't let his big sister, Deanna, explore alone. The danger was too high.
Separated by two years, him being 19 and her being 21, they'd been close ever since they were children. Then they grew old enough to hear the legends about the ancient cursed king, the monsterous prince, and the lost castle. There was no proof aside from disappearances that anyone other than the king existed. The king was definitely real, but the curse? Ridiculous. Deanna became fascinated with the stories nonetheless.
"What's wrong, Julip? Are you afraid I'll be taken away forever," Deanna teased, looking back. Julip scoffed.
"The prince turns beautiful women. Your face would only get us eaten."
Since they were 12, finding the lost castle's treasure was Deanna's biggest fantasy. She hoped it was real and waiting for someone brave to claim it, even if she didn't truly believe. Julip wished she'd forget about her obsession, but she was determined to investigate no matter the danger. She loved to wander, and she loved the forest.
To him, the existence of demons and the like in the Wakandan Rainforest was as believable as mermaids. The real danger was in the toxins, animals, terrain, and criminals lurking. It was enough.
Deanna forged ahead, ignoring reddening welts and thin cuts collecting on her legs from sharp thorns and swinging her scythe through tangles of vines.
"We should turn around." Julip had just spotted a brightly colored orange and black tarantula larger than his head feasting on what looked like a chipmunk. "Deanna, we are pushing our luck here." He panicked as a line of green birds flew at and over his head one after another flapping on his forehead. He hated birds. "Ugh!Please! Let's just head back."
Deanna chuckled, having watched her brother duck and hide his face. They were just harmless birds.
"We're too far beyond the border. There's a border for a reason," he called ahead, watching as she leaped. More green birds flew, and his anxiety peaked.
"Julip," Deanna rushed roughly in a hushed tone over her shoulder. She was looking out over the branch she stood behind. There was movement up ahead. She giggled with quiet excitement, moving out the way of a crawling beetle. "Oh, I see something," she squinted. She looked back at her brother once more before taking off.
"Stop! Don't go towards it," he gasped, giving chase.
Deanna ran through the trees, brushing leaves and dipping under branches with her brother breathing heavily on her heels, trying to avoid poison soursop and death nettle. She'd charged recklessly, avoiding none of it.
"Deanna, stop!" Julip panted, running into her back.
"Julip? Where are we? Why did I do that?" She wheezed, confused and bending at the waist to breathe. She panicked when she remained short of breath. "Julip," she pleaded. Her body was itching. Her throat was closing. She clawed madly at her skin, drawing blood and terrifying her brother. Her eyes were wild as if possessed.
He followed her eyes to a high branch above where a tall and muscular man in a crisp white kaftan stood amongst the leaves.
Fearstruck, Julip kept his eyes on the threat but held onto his sister's seizing body, feeling an intense itch transfer. He, too, began to develop red raised rashes on his hand and wrist.
"I'm right here. I'm not leaving you," Julip whispered, but inside, he was afraid. He couldn't help her, and the unknown man was menacing with cold, glowing, ruby eyes. Julip flinched when the man leaped to the ground, landing gracefully and soundlessly on his feet. It was a jump that should've shattered his legs.
"Give her to me."
Julip heard it clearly, though the man's lips did not move. There was no way in hell Julip would ever surrender his sister, yet his arms moved. His body would not obey him to stop.
He will compel you, take control over your mind, and enslave you. He'll drive you to madness. Don't look into his eyes, the legend had said.
Julip stared frozen and helpless as the man cradled his limp sister in his arms and slipped a nail across the prominent vein in his wrist, letting a droplet of his blood fall into Deanna's slightly open mouth. Instantly, her eyes fluttered open. It was a miracle, but Julip was now experiencing her old symptoms, gasping for breath with an itch that made him want to tear off his own skin.
"Would you like to live?" It was telepathic.
Julip pleaded desperately with his eyes as the man wordlessly held Deanna in his arms. The red-eyed man approached him, holding out his wrist, and Julip stuck out his tongue, catching the singular blood droplet. He licked his lips quickly, feeling his life return. He never would've believed it was possible.
"We owe you our lives," he bowed in thanks on behalf of himself and his sister, but when he lifted his head, his stomach sunk.
The red-eyed man's teeth were deep into Deanna's slim neck, coating it, her shirt, and the forest floor in her blood. Julip was trapped within his own body, unable to move, fight, or cry out. All he could do was watch.
The man then dropped his sister like trash and came at him. It wasn't until he lay on the forest floor losing warmth and saw his clothing and hands darkened with his own blood that he realized..
All the legends were true.
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If love potion kids have ichor blood then they’re gonna need doners at the hospital jeez
There’s seven of the chaos gremlins (affectionate term) already and two more on the way (is Fizz’s baby a love potion kid?)
I counted Calliope, Verna, the twins, Freya, Julip, and Ørion + Lucifer’s pregnancy and Fizz’s pregnancy. Am I missing any?
That’s a lot of kids to just not have blood for them on hand
And judging by who the parents are for all of them, these kids will grow up to be absolute menaces to society. Blood doners will be needed…
There are four kids related to a bat shot crazy cannibal deer. Deer on earth are fuckin wild too so I’d say it’s a safe bet Alastor’s kids will bring home hospital bills like progress reports from school.
What I’m imagining:
Hartfelt-Morningstar-Whatever_Vox’s_Last_Name_Is family doctor on the regular (probably) “Oh Verna! A broken arm? Again…?”
Vox: I swear I looked away two seconds and-
Lucifer: “ALASTOR!! CALLIOPE’S CLIMED UP A REDWOOD TREE IN THE BAYOU”
Alastor: “AGAIN?!”
Alastor: “Where are the twins…?”
Twins: *eating apples in Lucifer’s apple orchard*
Alastor: “DEER DEMONS CANT EAT APPLES!! LUCIFER CALL THE PEDIATRICIAN!!”
(I haven’t seen others suggest dialogue on here, I hope that’s okay to do! I thought it was funny and wanted to present this joke. Sorry if you don’t want other’s offering dialogue, Bunny!)
These are great! But I need to correct you on something.
Calliope does NOT have Ichor. She has Alastor’s blood.
The twins also do NOT have ichor blood either.
Freya and Julep DO have ichor due to angelic magic used in fertility potions.
Verena does NOT have ichor. She was made with bioengineering.
Ozzie and Fizz’s kid MIGHT have it (it’s undetermined at this point).
Lucifer’s unborn child may have it. They do have a higher probability of having it.
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