Back again with more party stories. So, how are you feeling, Gerald?
You’re back again, huh? You won’t consider leaving?
Nope, I’m here to stay. If I were you, I’d just get used to it.
Fine. How am I feeling? Annoyed.
But you seem so happy.
That’s because my aspiration is almost done.
Yeah, but you still have a whole milestone left.
How much longer are you sticking around?
Just be happy I’m watching over you. You should see all the sims that are killed by their creators. You’re lucky that’s not what I’m going to do.
Which side is better photogenically?
With all the parties Gerald keeps throwing, he hasn’t had much time for physical activity.
“99…..100,” grunts Gerald. “Finally. Now, what will I do next?”
Use this time wisely as you’ll be throwing another party soon.
“Man, mind your beeswax. Now, what else can I do before the party.”
Note to self: do sit-ups in the comfy grass next time.
“Oh, I got a text message.”
Who’s it from?
“You’re so nosy. Whatever. I guess I need to get used to you looking over my shoulder all the time.”
Yep, but you may not want to say that out loud. People will think you’re crazy. So who’s it from?
“Out loud? Oh, I’d better be careful then. The message is from Sasha. She wants to know if I’m throwing a party tonight.”
You are. She’ll be invited. Let her know to pick out her favorite costume.
Where’s the send button on this bulky thing?
Do you think you can leave me in peace long enough to read some of this book?
Sure. I’ll go over there.
Wonderful.
This is getting good. I wonder if the butler did it.
Are you hiding behind a bush?
Yes, but I’m way over here.
I’m never going to get rid of you, am I?
Creeper
Whatever, I’m done reading anyway. The sun is shining bright today.
It does that every day.
True. It feels extra good today, though.
I’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day
Gerald invited some friends over to party in his newly added basement. I decided to risk a costume party. I’ve done a few before, but they’ve not done well.
Pizza Delivery Gerald – he’ll bring you an empty box
The caterer’s smitten with Gerald. He seems more excited about the pink liquid in his hand, though. Maybe he’s already buzzed. Lily Lander (who lives on Willow Creek Lot 1) and Grady seem to be enjoying the food. Lily looks good as a clown.
“Gerald, perhaps I could get you something delicious?” “But, Ms Caterer, I’m still nursing my pink drink.”
Oh, boy. That drink must have done something to Gerald. I’m not sure if Ms. Caterer likes it or she’s turned off by it. Grady hasn’t moved a muscle. Perhaps someone should tell him that freeze tag ended a while ago and he can stop playing.
Too much pink drink? Why do you think that?
I’m glad I don’t have to clean up this mess.
Did that plate just wink at me?
Awe! Blue River looks adorable as a clown, too.
“Grilled cheese again? What is it about this sandwich that is so popular?”
Just a few pictures of them dancing in Gerald’s new basement.
“Natasha, I knew I should have worn my clown costume,” said Sasha. “It’s trending right now. Pizza Delivery costumes are so last year.”
Sims gettin’ down. Grady finally stopped playing freeze tag.
“Um, Grady, what are you looking at?” asked Rie. “Don’t tell me Louisa is trying to juggle me again?”
Hey, look, the caterer is finally doing her job.
“I know you are, but what am I?” taunted Grady. “You’re a grilled cheese thief,” yelled Lily Lander.
“I know you are, but what am I?” said Grady again. Lily stomped her foot and turned to the wall. “I’m so done. You can keep that thing. In my opinion, I’m the winner for not eating any more grilled cheese.”
Despite their fighting, the party ends on a good note and all the sims leave, single-filed, like good little sims.
The sims go marching one-by-one, hurrah, hurrah…
“Hey, Heather! Lookin’ good tonight!” Gerald is quite intrigued by Heather who won’t give him the time of day. She is truly too good for him.
Oh, look, it’s that’s guy again who likes to throw parties. At least it’s at his house this time.
“So, party guy, do you have a girlfriend?”
“What? I thought you weren’t interested,” said Gerald, looking at her suspiciously.
“Maybe I am and maybe I’m not.”
“Gerald! Quit looking at other women!” yelled Sasha.
Gerald, picked a real winner here. Though, I suppose I’d be upset if some woman was flirtin’ with my man too.
It’s Phoebe’s birthday! Oh, no, maybe not. Er, actually it’s no one’s birthday. I just made them light the candles and had someone blow them out because the party council requested it. They are so demanding.
As you can see, Sasha is still upset by the flirting Heather threw Gerald’s way. Poor Gerald. I don’t feel too sorry for Sasha. She’s crazy.
“But we’re not dating, Sasha. I’m not sure why you’re so upset,” said Gerald. Poor guy. He just doesn’t get it. Um, well, I don’t get it either.
Some of the ladies decide to head downstairs for some fun. Gerald’s not sure what he’s gotten himself into.
Gerald, you may want to somehow separate Heather and Sasha. I think they need to avoid each other right now.
As the music floated around them, they played a card game. Marty confused by her cards said, “Are we playing poker or go fish?”
Anastasia Emerson hasn’t been to one of Gerald’s parties that I’ve shown, but she has been around. She’s the blonde on the left standing with the plate in her hand. Her and her roommates, Tate Maddox and Lily Lander (which you saw above) live on Willow Creek Lot 1
Whew, Marty thinks to herself, is that tension in the air? She eyes Sasha and Heather.
Gerald does a pretty good job with dishes, surprisingly. Probably because he knows if he doesn’t clean often he’ll never have enough clean dishes. Then how would he satisfy his gluttony.
It’s the leaning tower of dishes.
Is that Jenny Block? Wow! If looks could kill, Gerald’s house would be toast. I wonder what she’s upset about again. Maybe she shouldn’t live with her roommates anymore.
“You look lovely, Jenny,” said Gerald.
“Hey, World! Don’t I look handsome?”
Yes, but don’t let it go to your head.
“Did you say something?”
Yes, but don’t talk out loud. They’ll think you’re insane.
Oh, yeah, I forgot. Well, oh, well. As long as they come to my parties, I don’t care.
Who doesn’t love Gerald in a tux?
“There, there, Jenny didn’t mean it. You know how she gets. You are fun to be around. She just likes to be by herself sometimes,” Gerald says as he comforts Sasha.
She sniffs as he continues to speak soothing words to her. He may not want to date her, but they had become good friends over time.
Wait, is that a stain? Don’t let Sasha know.
Sasha peaks at Gerald through her eyelashes. A smile creeps onto her face. “Say you love me. That’ll make me feel better.” She pushes out her lower lip and pouts.
Gerald hesitates. “You don’t love me?” Sasha said with a look in her face.
“Ugh….not in that way, at least not right now,” Gerald said.
“What?! How dare you lead me on!” Sasha whipped around and ran inside.
No, Gerald, don’t look too deep into her eyes!
“Rie, you’re a close friend and a woman. Why did she do that? Doesn’t she know she can’t put men in that type of position so early on in a….well, I don’t even know what we are. I’ve never taken her on a date. I just find her attractive…or I did.”
“Yeah, but have you told her you just want to be friends?”
“Yeah, but she refuses to believe me. I even told her I just wanted to focus on parties right now. I try not to spend any extra time with her and she comes to the parties like everyone else.”
“Well, perhaps you should stop inviting her to the parties. Look, I wanna have a drink and dance. Just try not to encourage her anymore.”
“Ugh. I didn’t think I was encourage her,” he said to himself.
“Communication is the key to any relationship, Gerald.”
On some random day, Gerald thought he’d check up on Owain Cartwright and Erin Sandy who live on Oasis Springs Lot 10. Last we saw, they were engaged, as they still are. It’s what happens when there isn’t story progression and I have to do it myself. *snicker* One day, I’ll get them married, but for now, they wait in limbo for me.
“So, Owain still won’t commit, eh?” asked Gerald.
“No, he said last week he was waiting on me to start the planning.”
“Um, but, most women like to plan the wedding.”
“I do! In fact, I’ve already crafted a lot of the items needed for the wedding, planned the music and prepared the food.”
Gerald’s impressed, but confused. “Ok, so what are you waiting for?”
“Someone to click “Have Private Wedding.”
“Gerald, you haven’t changed a bit,” said Erin. “Neither have either of you,” said Gerald.
Sasha entertained Gerald and Louisa as they try not to pee themselves from laughing so hard. Gerald’s talk with Sasha must have went well.
“And Charles says, ‘Bethany, I got robbed…..”
“…and you’ll never believe what he stole. My toilet!” Gerald and his daytime soaps.
Anastasia and Gerald chatted while they sat alone.
“So, do you like to party?” asked Gerald.
“Of course, what girl wouldn’t?”
“Gerald, when are we going to start the game?”
Ugh…plumbobs…ugly (thankfully, I know how to get rid of them now).
Wait, what did Gerald just do? Oh, man! Hehe…no, I made him do that. Gerald likes beguiling unsuspecting ladies.
Ooh, Hank, you are looking fine,” says Anastasia. “No, Anastasia, I’m the one beguiling you, not him!” said Gerald. Zaire wishes he could have that beguiling technique.
“Gerald, what are you doing? I thought you and Sasha were together,” said Mahiya.
“No. I told her we weren’t exclusively dating. In fact, I’m not ready to date. I have my aspiration to think about first.”
“That’s not what she’s saying…”
“Well, I’m the source. I’m not ready to date. Sasha is beautiful, I’ll give her that. But beauty isn’t the only thing I’ll look for in a relationship, when I’m ready.”
“Ok, but be careful.”
“You’re drink….is it a new mixer? What is that green vapor coming off the top? It’s not radioactive, is it?”
“Oh, what is that foul smell?”
It’s that drink in your hand.
How long have I been holding it? I can’t imagine it went bad that fast.
I believe it was from your last party…a few days ago.
Oh, I remember that drink. I saved it for another time. Let me taste it.
Ew.
Tastes good. I’ll just plug my nose and drink it.
Again…ew.
You’d think as a glutton who eats rotten things, they wouldn’t care about the smell.
Why not take advantage of the beguiling? Anastasia is after all still under his spell. Let’s turn the heat up a little in his life. After all, his aspiration is almost done.
Gerald, aim for her lips and not her nose.
We’ll find out more about that later.
After yet another party, Gerald has to clean up. Poor guy. His friends are a bunch of pigs.
Is that a cake on the floor?
One day, Rie came over. She does this often and likes to play his computer.
“Gerald. Have you been playing my save file?”
Oh no, Gerald thought, she found me out.
“Gerald, why is there a fire on my lot? Did you have something to do with this?
“Oh, Rie, I didn’t mean for the lot to be set on fire. It’s the gnome’s fault.”
“You can’t blame everything on gnomes.
“See, the gnome started the fire. I had nothing to do with it.”
“Well, Gerald, thankfully, I didn’t save. Perhaps when I reload, things will be normal again.”
Rie is so cute when she’s forgiving.
“No, this is my food, Rie. You can’t have any. I don’t share. Get your own.”
“Gerald, that’s not very nice. All I want is a bite.”
“Ka-chow, ka-chow!” Gerald tries to use his dazzling plate sparkle to distract Rie. I’m not sure it’s working.
On to another party…this one is on Oasis Spring Lot 5. This place includes some of the contestants that entered into my Neighborhood contest. If it wasn’t for those amazing simmers who created Gerald and the rest of these wonderful sims, I wouldn’t have the story I have today. So, thank you! I truly appreciate it.
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Sapphire Kiss and Kyle Greyson sat on the couch together. Perhaps Sapphire may have been drinking a little too much of the pink drink, too.
“Um, Sapphire, are you ok?”
“Of course I am! Don’t I look ok?” she says crossing her eyes.
Awasa poa! (Translation: I’m bored!)
Later, Gerald joined Albert Patterson, Graciella Rochelle Lee, and Pheobe Fairburn. I’m not sure how they can talk around a computer monitor, but it seems to be going well for them.
“So, Albert, Graciella, I hear you two are dating. How’d that happen?” asked Gerald.
“Well, Phoebe knew about Albert’s crush on me. But, she knew Albert was too shy to say anything. So she stepped in to help,” said Graciella. “He really is my knight in shining armor. Such a sweet man.”
Albert is still too shy to say much. What a cute couple!
A random shot of Gerald’s house. Don’t mind it…just enjoy it. 😉 It looks the same despite there being a huge basement under the house now. Hehe…
Another party at Gerald’s. I really love his basement. There’s so much more room now!
Owain joins the ranks of being invited to a Gerald party.
“So, Owain. You married yet?”
“Nope. Still waiting.”
“Waiting is tough.”
So this is what a good drink smells like. Yep, no green vapor.
“You drank that awful fast, Owain. Perhaps this waiting is getting to you,” Gerald said. He cleared his throat and spoke in a loud voice, “Perhaps something should be done about that.”
Oh, he’s talking to me. I’ll try to work on that soon, Gerald. Good way to not get noticed.
“She said that to you? Oh, man, I’m sorry. Here, let me refill that for you. I think you might need another.”
“Get out of my way, Tanner!” huffed Marty.
“Marty, it’s just the cooking channel. You aren’t missing much,” said Louisa who sat on the other side of the couch.
“Grady, it’ll be alright. Graciella just flirted with everyone. I promise we’ll find someone for you soon,” said Gerald getting louder at the end again.
“Why are you so loud, Gerald? And who is ‘we’? I don’t know. Graciella was my one true love. How,” Grady sniffed, “can I go on without her?”
“There, there. Everything will be alright.”
“I was just referring to us, Grady. We’ll find someone for you…someone perfect.”
Why is everyone so enthralled with the tv?
“Hello, Gerald. You’re looking fine today.”
“Oh, hi, Sam. You’re looking good, too. Have you seen Grady?”
Sam still likes Gerald and can’t seem to get enough of him.
“No, darling. I’m here and all you need, sweetie. Maybe we should go find somewhere private to hide away.”
Somehow Gerald gets all flirty with Sam and completely forgets about Grady. That woman really knows how to work Gerald. Thankfully, he doesn’t take Sam up on the private moment. (Well, technically, I didn’t allow it. I didn’t need Gerald to get into a bigger mess than he was already in.
If only I could see who Gerald is really flirting with off camera. Argh…better notes, better pictures!
“Can you guess what’s in my hand, Nathan? Oh, you need to close your eyes to concentrate? Ok. You’ll never guess.”
Justice is a bit confused, it seems. His eyes are cross eyed from Gerald’s trickiness. Pheobe is getting a kick out of Nathan’s guessing.
“What could it be? A giraffe! No, that’s too big. An elephant! No, that’s too big. Think, Nathan, think!”
The party is officially over. Everyone had a wonderful time as they filed out.
Look at all those wonderful smiles.
Interestingly enough, Heather stayed behind. Gerald cooked dinner and they ate together.
“So, Heather, what made you decide to stay?”
“Well, you intrigue me. I want to know more about you.”
“Really? Well, I can tell you my life story. It’s short so far…only a few chapters.”
“Um, I don’t need to know your life story. I want to learn why I’m intrigued.” They chatted for awhile about sim stuff.
“I’m smiling, but I want to eat. Quit taking pictures,” said Gerald.
“I’m glad we chatted.”
“Me, too. And we’re friends now,” said Heather.
She initiated the hug…
Doesn’t Heather look like she has something up her sleeve?
“So, Heather,” Gerald said nervously, “will you go steady with me?”
“Gerald, why would you do that?!”
“What? What did I do?”
“We are just friends. I’m not ready for a relationship. Can’t we just be friends? Ugh. Why do men always do this to me? I just want someone who will be a good friend without expecting something from me.”
“I’m so sorry,” cried Gerald from behind his hands.
I didn’t let them get too involved. Though I think Heather is gorgeous, I always feel the need to make her tattoos darker so they stand out. That’s a lot of work. lol
Geez, Gerald. You’re really confused, aren’t you? Don’t worry, I’ll step in soon to help you.
Technically, he doesn’t reach his aspiration at this specific party. However, I grew tired of dealing with all the parties. I stopped taking pictures and just played through them as fast as I could. I wanted to move on. So, he reached his aspiration at a weenie roast. lol There are some you probably don’t recognize and some you do. Suffice it to say, you’ll meet the unknown people later. 😀
What a fantastic way to end Gerald’s Party Animal Aspiration. Good friends, a warm fire, and s’mores!
That’s it for now. I wonder what his next aspiration will be? Or who will he pick to marry? He has quite a few choices, doesn’t he? I hoped you enjoyed this chapter of Gerald’s life. ❤ Oh, and don’t forget the little photo messages either. They are tough to see (at least for me).
There Goes the Neighborhood 