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the cakebread rainbowcy 6.1
onward, to shenanigans!
deer: heyyy verdy can you come over i need a favor
verdigris: heheheh
thessaly: it's actually a common misconception that she said "fly my pretties." she only ever called dorothy "my pretty," which some scholars wouldn't consider substantive evidence of homoerotic subtext, but against the larger body of queer imagery in the wizard of oz, i think it's a compelling addition to the rich tapestry of the film's cultural impact. in this essay i will—
thessaly: ZOINKS
thessaly: heheheh
thess's lifetime want is to be the most evilest witch and cast 100 spells. good luck girlie! deer just wants to have five hobbies, the louse.
sky: nobody but ME should be a witch!
rude???
meanwhile, pep's lifetime want is to perform a shitload of makeovers. so she bought her own salon called Pepperclips, where she makes over the same six townies for nine hours a day. the lighting in here is blown out all to shit and nothing i do fixes it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
beryl: ThE pRoFeSsOr SaYs ThAt If I kEeP uP tHe GrEaT wOrK i'Ll Be On TrAcK tO bE mAgNa CuM lAuDe Of My GrAdUaTiNg ClAsS
etzel: sweetie, nana's very busy scowling at matlock. text next time.
first trimester pop in only the most appropriate of locales: outside, in the rain, covered in stink and flies, with the sentient yet silent unicorn mailbox for company.
sentient yet silent unicorn mailbox:
well, pep's there too, but she's busy doing whatever this is.
peppervine: i'm breaking in my heels duh
peppervine: yeah, goldfinch, get you those post-rain worms!
julep bilovecky, a random townie: grrrrrrrrrrrrr
???
guess there's a leak in the bathroom and novella isn't taking it well. to be fair i too would probably burst into tears if i had to sponge mop a flooded cat litter box.
but that's not what novella's crying over! she's crying because she has forgotten YET AGAIN how food works!
oh hey verd forgot u were here. it was nice seein u bbgirl xoxo leave
sky: and then i hit you back as hard as you hit me and definitely not much, much, much harder.
thessaly: hmmmmmm.
novella: good news, i figured out food!
no the fuck you didn't *deletes the tea table forever*
like mother like daughter, pep and murielle just love telling the same dirty joke over and over to anyone who will stand still long enough to hear it
the couple that cleans together ... schleans together? idk, i'll workshop it.
novella has a lifetime want to work eight different jobs, and thus has become the first cakebread to ever seek traditional employment!
hey finn, hope you're enjoying island life, what with all the boats and whatnot.
finn: i am in hell.
cool!
murielle burned the chili and then made her way around the table eating every bowl. waste not!
the coffee bush lightning rod, at it again.
deer: that was pretty scary in the moment, but it smells amazing out here now.
just be sure to give those beans a rinse before you brew 'em. fire extinguisher dust gets everywhere. not that i would know from, say, blasting an on-fire steak and then spending the next several days scrubbing dust off the stove and floor and walls.
grisaille: chee!
hey verdigris, i thought you left?
verdigris: yeah, but i'm back. came in through the giant hole in the wall.
makes sense.
verdigris: *cackles amongst the cowplant*
deer: a purchase limit on seance cards? but then how am i to create an artificial scarcity?
time to put the tub back in, i guess. i have some incredible neat freaks in this house but they still flood the bathroom after every shower. same issue with the all-in-one bathroom. i guess it's whatever it's cloned from? hmm.
litrix: haha look at your many hundreds of goofy faces.
uh oh, a heavily-pregnant sim is hanging out in the stupid flooded alleyway beside the house. you know what that means.
everyone: my, what an unpredictable development!
is it though?
peppervine, by the way: snork mimimi
nope! you only get two, now do it again.
litrix: D8
better!
surely you can manage to hold two babies between the three of you.
sky and deer and their four collective arms: nope!
little thessaly's magical knowledge is increasing
hey bud! that's not for you! it is your fault tho, so i guess you can have it.
i forgot how fun it is to have a witch that can summon absolutely bonkers meals out of the ether. unfortunately, everyone is now obsessed with learning to make santa cookies. all magic has its price.
etzel: when i die, compost my ass and grow something funny from my mulch.
thessaly: durians, got it.
grim: speaking of death, which is both who i am and the thing that is about to happen to you.
etzel: oh wow, indigo wasn't kidding about your phalanges.
grim: just take the damn drink.
etzel: ooo, is this a durian mai tai?
sky: AHHHH
sky: AHHHHHHHHHH
she stayed here doing this for four hours. it was genuinely pretty heartbreaking.
oh right, the green gen babies! hunter on the left, harlequin on the right.
thessaly: sssssssslurp
can't imagine why
thessaly: i feel an urge to make the bed brewing in my gut!
thessaly: wait, no. i think it's something else.
neither griz nor pep could make it up the one-tile staircase to freak out about thess giving birth, so they just did it at the foot of the stairs.
oh, did you think you would see the baby? too bad for you i forgot to take a picture!
but here's litrix, failing to catch any bugs within the miasma of her own B.O.
novella: oh, what the hell? who's throwing magic red dust around? is that you thessaly?
t'isn't. it's the stupid, broken matchmaker giving us another stupid, undeserved lamp.
sky: what a beautiful view! a view i could only possibly appreciate by standing in this, specific spot and no others.
twin birthday time!
they cute.
sure, why not
sky: one last communion with T͠҉H̡͜Ȩ͘ ͢N̵̕ÁŢU̵RA̢L ̵͞W̨̢͠O͟҉R̡ĹD̛ before i head out
sky: finally.
she's been a wreck since etzel, so i imagine this is a welcomed reprieve. off to the cakebread crypt with she!
speaking of, this is the cemetery i built several neighborhoods ago that has been repurposed for st. dumpling's claw. it's on a separate island, which is why the grass is normal. the cakebreads have a couple of crypts here, one for heirs, one for spares.
there's also a secret tomb underground with a shrine to the outsider tucked away, so that's neat.
grisaille: OW FUCK SHIT OW FUCK FUCK
hail in summer, if you even care
heyyy it's that baby that i completely forgot to take a picture of before! she's very cute and her name is viridity.
a new nemesis.
tiny skeleton doll: could someone scoot that plate over here
grisaille, ever the supportive parent: why of course i want to hear that same dirty joke again!
one of the twins grew up badly and murielle took it extremely personally.
litrix and peppervine: lmao
don't be shitty.
grisaille: personally, i think bigfoot's unwillingness to show his stock portfolio doesn't engender trust in his financial fortitude.
harlequin: i said crypto.
grisaille: that's worse. minus.
well, too bad, 'cause yr gonna. like, real soon.
aaaand done with green gen babies! this last one is named envy.
thessaly: my most vile brew yet, heheheh.
back to the makeover grind.
beryl. baby. please. seek therapy.
pour one out for this really cute makeover table that i put together. no matter how many walk-through blocks i used, pep wouldn't use the makeover chair with it there so i had to disassemble it.
wait, what? why? what in the hell did i miss?
deer: who's daddy's lil purple jellybean?
thessaly: *cackles amongst the toddler potties*
thessaly wanted to get married and deer was not actively frightened by the prospect, so they headed off to the chapel, where i discovered they weren't engaged yet, so thess proposed on the spot, in front of some the ugliest hood deco imaginable.
i wasn't able to bring pep along to the wedding because of the taxi cab limit and i guess that was a good thing, cuz julep decided to show up.
julep: free cake! i'm going to spend the service practicing stretching my mouth to store the leftover in my cheeks.
okaaay. anyway, it looks like chrysocolla is the only family that showed up.
chrysocolla: well, not the only family.
beryl: hEEHooEHEHEhoOOHEHheheh
for fuck's sake.
deer: now what
idk, man. go home and enjoy your vasectomy?
yeah ok
viridity, exploding into childhood: sproing!
hunter continues the noble cakebread child tradition of honing their charisma by burping into a microphone.
DAMN, DUDE. CAN'T. IMAGINE. WHY.
harlequin: moms will never think to look for my homework here!
having achieved mobility, envy's first act as a toddler was to harangue soap. as you do.
soap: *thousand yard stare of a cat who has endured five generations of this, and still has five more to go*
meanwhile, murielle and hunter bond from across the room over their pelican-like table manners.
thessaly: what a positively evil family bonding session
litrix: blub blub
hm yes cuddling under the "stars"
deer: suns are stars!
that doesn't mean you should look directly at them!
grats, pep!
?????????
why do these two hate each other? beats me! when pep first opened pepperclips, i left the computer for a second to relocate a puking cat from the carpet to tile. in that time, pep had met and immediately grown to hate julep, and her memories offer me nothing in the way of explanation.
this went on for hours
hours!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
in that time, pep didn't serve a single other customer. she was too busy smacking the shit out of julep. but i guess the entertainment value of a nine-hour slap fight was enough to reach level 7 business rank??
after that resounding ass beating, julep still wanted a makeover, and pep is nothing if not a consummate professional.
deer: heyyy verdy can you come over i need a favor
verdigris: heheheh
thessaly: it's actually a common misconception that she said "fly my pretties." she only ever called dorothy "my pretty," which some scholars wouldn't consider substantive evidence of homoerotic subtext, but against the larger body of queer imagery in the wizard of oz, i think it's a compelling addition to the rich tapestry of the film's cultural impact. in this essay i will—
thessaly: ZOINKS
thessaly: heheheh
thess's lifetime want is to be the most evilest witch and cast 100 spells. good luck girlie! deer just wants to have five hobbies, the louse.
sky: nobody but ME should be a witch!
rude???
meanwhile, pep's lifetime want is to perform a shitload of makeovers. so she bought her own salon called Pepperclips, where she makes over the same six townies for nine hours a day. the lighting in here is blown out all to shit and nothing i do fixes it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
beryl: ThE pRoFeSsOr SaYs ThAt If I kEeP uP tHe GrEaT wOrK i'Ll Be On TrAcK tO bE mAgNa CuM lAuDe Of My GrAdUaTiNg ClAsS
etzel: sweetie, nana's very busy scowling at matlock. text next time.
first trimester pop in only the most appropriate of locales: outside, in the rain, covered in stink and flies, with the sentient yet silent unicorn mailbox for company.
sentient yet silent unicorn mailbox:
well, pep's there too, but she's busy doing whatever this is.
peppervine: i'm breaking in my heels duh
peppervine: yeah, goldfinch, get you those post-rain worms!
julep bilovecky, a random townie: grrrrrrrrrrrrr
???
guess there's a leak in the bathroom and novella isn't taking it well. to be fair i too would probably burst into tears if i had to sponge mop a flooded cat litter box.
but that's not what novella's crying over! she's crying because she has forgotten YET AGAIN how food works!
oh hey verd forgot u were here. it was nice seein u bbgirl xoxo leave
sky: and then i hit you back as hard as you hit me and definitely not much, much, much harder.
thessaly: hmmmmmm.
novella: good news, i figured out food!
no the fuck you didn't *deletes the tea table forever*
like mother like daughter, pep and murielle just love telling the same dirty joke over and over to anyone who will stand still long enough to hear it
the couple that cleans together ... schleans together? idk, i'll workshop it.
novella has a lifetime want to work eight different jobs, and thus has become the first cakebread to ever seek traditional employment!
hey finn, hope you're enjoying island life, what with all the boats and whatnot.
finn: i am in hell.
cool!
murielle burned the chili and then made her way around the table eating every bowl. waste not!
the coffee bush lightning rod, at it again.
deer: that was pretty scary in the moment, but it smells amazing out here now.
just be sure to give those beans a rinse before you brew 'em. fire extinguisher dust gets everywhere. not that i would know from, say, blasting an on-fire steak and then spending the next several days scrubbing dust off the stove and floor and walls.
grisaille: chee!
hey verdigris, i thought you left?
verdigris: yeah, but i'm back. came in through the giant hole in the wall.
makes sense.
verdigris: *cackles amongst the cowplant*
deer: a purchase limit on seance cards? but then how am i to create an artificial scarcity?
time to put the tub back in, i guess. i have some incredible neat freaks in this house but they still flood the bathroom after every shower. same issue with the all-in-one bathroom. i guess it's whatever it's cloned from? hmm.
litrix: haha look at your many hundreds of goofy faces.
uh oh, a heavily-pregnant sim is hanging out in the stupid flooded alleyway beside the house. you know what that means.
everyone: my, what an unpredictable development!
is it though?
peppervine, by the way: snork mimimi
nope! you only get two, now do it again.
litrix: D8
better!
surely you can manage to hold two babies between the three of you.
sky and deer and their four collective arms: nope!
little thessaly's magical knowledge is increasing
hey bud! that's not for you! it is your fault tho, so i guess you can have it.
i forgot how fun it is to have a witch that can summon absolutely bonkers meals out of the ether. unfortunately, everyone is now obsessed with learning to make santa cookies. all magic has its price.
etzel: when i die, compost my ass and grow something funny from my mulch.
thessaly: durians, got it.
grim: speaking of death, which is both who i am and the thing that is about to happen to you.
etzel: oh wow, indigo wasn't kidding about your phalanges.
grim: just take the damn drink.
etzel: ooo, is this a durian mai tai?
sky: AHHHH
sky: AHHHHHHHHHH
she stayed here doing this for four hours. it was genuinely pretty heartbreaking.
oh right, the green gen babies! hunter on the left, harlequin on the right.
thessaly: sssssssslurp
can't imagine why
thessaly: i feel an urge to make the bed brewing in my gut!
thessaly: wait, no. i think it's something else.
neither griz nor pep could make it up the one-tile staircase to freak out about thess giving birth, so they just did it at the foot of the stairs.
oh, did you think you would see the baby? too bad for you i forgot to take a picture!
but here's litrix, failing to catch any bugs within the miasma of her own B.O.
novella: oh, what the hell? who's throwing magic red dust around? is that you thessaly?
t'isn't. it's the stupid, broken matchmaker giving us another stupid, undeserved lamp.
sky: what a beautiful view! a view i could only possibly appreciate by standing in this, specific spot and no others.
twin birthday time!
they cute.
sure, why not
sky: one last communion with T͠҉H̡͜Ȩ͘ ͢N̵̕ÁŢU̵RA̢L ̵͞W̨̢͠O͟҉R̡ĹD̛ before i head out
sky: finally.
she's been a wreck since etzel, so i imagine this is a welcomed reprieve. off to the cakebread crypt with she!
speaking of, this is the cemetery i built several neighborhoods ago that has been repurposed for st. dumpling's claw. it's on a separate island, which is why the grass is normal. the cakebreads have a couple of crypts here, one for heirs, one for spares.
there's also a secret tomb underground with a shrine to the outsider tucked away, so that's neat.
grisaille: OW FUCK SHIT OW FUCK FUCK
hail in summer, if you even care
heyyy it's that baby that i completely forgot to take a picture of before! she's very cute and her name is viridity.
a new nemesis.
tiny skeleton doll: could someone scoot that plate over here
grisaille, ever the supportive parent: why of course i want to hear that same dirty joke again!
one of the twins grew up badly and murielle took it extremely personally.
litrix and peppervine: lmao
don't be shitty.
grisaille: personally, i think bigfoot's unwillingness to show his stock portfolio doesn't engender trust in his financial fortitude.
harlequin: i said crypto.
grisaille: that's worse. minus.
well, too bad, 'cause yr gonna. like, real soon.
aaaand done with green gen babies! this last one is named envy.
thessaly: my most vile brew yet, heheheh.
back to the makeover grind.
beryl. baby. please. seek therapy.
pour one out for this really cute makeover table that i put together. no matter how many walk-through blocks i used, pep wouldn't use the makeover chair with it there so i had to disassemble it.
wait, what? why? what in the hell did i miss?
deer: who's daddy's lil purple jellybean?
thessaly: *cackles amongst the toddler potties*
thessaly wanted to get married and deer was not actively frightened by the prospect, so they headed off to the chapel, where i discovered they weren't engaged yet, so thess proposed on the spot, in front of some the ugliest hood deco imaginable.
i wasn't able to bring pep along to the wedding because of the taxi cab limit and i guess that was a good thing, cuz julep decided to show up.
julep: free cake! i'm going to spend the service practicing stretching my mouth to store the leftover in my cheeks.
okaaay. anyway, it looks like chrysocolla is the only family that showed up.
chrysocolla: well, not the only family.
beryl: hEEHooEHEHEhoOOHEHheheh
for fuck's sake.
deer: now what
idk, man. go home and enjoy your vasectomy?
yeah ok
viridity, exploding into childhood: sproing!
hunter continues the noble cakebread child tradition of honing their charisma by burping into a microphone.
DAMN, DUDE. CAN'T. IMAGINE. WHY.
harlequin: moms will never think to look for my homework here!
having achieved mobility, envy's first act as a toddler was to harangue soap. as you do.
soap: *thousand yard stare of a cat who has endured five generations of this, and still has five more to go*
meanwhile, murielle and hunter bond from across the room over their pelican-like table manners.
thessaly: what a positively evil family bonding session
litrix: blub blub
hm yes cuddling under the "stars"
deer: suns are stars!
that doesn't mean you should look directly at them!
grats, pep!
?????????
why do these two hate each other? beats me! when pep first opened pepperclips, i left the computer for a second to relocate a puking cat from the carpet to tile. in that time, pep had met and immediately grown to hate julep, and her memories offer me nothing in the way of explanation.
this went on for hours
hours!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
in that time, pep didn't serve a single other customer. she was too busy smacking the shit out of julep. but i guess the entertainment value of a nine-hour slap fight was enough to reach level 7 business rank??
after that resounding ass beating, julep still wanted a makeover, and pep is nothing if not a consummate professional.