ts2:gameplay pictures – Page 3

If you direct your sim to inspect the BV tree trunk decoration, you discover that Don Lothario has visited Three Lakes quite often…

I’ve always loved the pirate ship that came with BV.

I’m not even a cat person and this is still pretty damn adorable

Most times, Maxis wrote interesting and witty descriptions for every little thing in the game. And then there’s this.

I made over Marla Biggs from Academie Le Tour. I think she’s growing on me.

Venice, my darling Pleasure sim, goes Downtown. She has the 50 first dates LTW, and rolls the want to ask a couple of townies on dates. To my surprise, one of them, despite both hardly knowing my sim and being very much straight, accepts.

Venice: Dude, if you’re not into ladies, why did you even say yes?

Townie: I was hungry. Thanks for dinner, BTW.

Venice: Eh… don’t mention it. Believe it or not, this isn’t even the worst random date I’ve ever been on.

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They order food and some jerk immediately grabs Venice’s food and runs off with it.

Jerk: I’ll just take this off your hands.

Venice: Excuse me? Are you seriously stealing my hamburger?

Jerk: Mm-hmm. Also, I’m going to let you take a whiff of it beforehand, so you’ll know perfectly well what you’ll be missing out on. Here, sniff it. Sniff it as I stare at that incredibly hot redhead that’s just passing by.

Venice: …You’re right, she is pretty hot.

You know, sometimes I think I got engaged to Bluebeard.

Huh?

Oh, come on. Mysterious rich man that forbids his significant other from entering a very specific room in his house?

Yes, I’m an ugly murderous widower. How’d you guess?

Seriously, though, why...

We’ve been through this. I’m an artist. I need privacy so I can concentrate.

All right, I get that, but what about when you’re not working?

Look, I’m not that good a painter. I may have a vision, but I don’t have the skill and experience to match. My paintings take a lot of work. If people saw them before they were finished, they’d notice every flaw, every mistake I make along the way. I’m already nervous about exhibiting them when they’re done. Please, don’t pressure me about this.

OK, OK, forget I brought it up.