Sometimes I feel myself getting stuck in a CAS rut and a lot of my sims end up looking very similar. I’ve seen these types of click and drag generators often as writing resources, or as silly games to predict the “future” and thought it might be interesting to tailor it and incorporate it directly into the sims so I’ve thrown a quick one together. Everything is still quite open-ended so it’s all up for personal interpretation, it’s just a push to get you started.
*Note: I included alien and vampire under gender. If you get one of these options, feel free to drag again until you get male/female to determine the gender, or choose it yourself. Like I said this isn’t set in stone and is more for inspiration than hardcore rules. If you don’t have the vampire pack, just pull a different result. No biggie.
By no means do I take any form of credit for this idea, I’m sure it’s probably even been done on simblr in the past, I just wanted to throw my hat in the ring and thought I’d share it with all you lovelies as well. x
Might make a fun challenge too? tag your creations as #clickanddragcas or something and see what this prompts us all to make maybe idk!! just have fun nd make cute sims
This is my new strategy for white people who ask "Do you work here?"
I can’t tell you how many nice (and not-so-nice) white women have walked up to me in a store to ask me where something is, how much something costs, or to otherwise find out information she should be getting from an employee who MUST BE ME because I am a brown person nearby on the salesfloor. Nevermind whether I have on an overcoat, I’m wearing headphones, or I have a complete lack of nametag, apron, or company t-shirt, I still get asked all the time “Do you work here?”
Before, my standard response was to pause for just enough beats to make her uncomfortable and then say, “No I don’t. What about me made you think I work here? And please be specific.” Face crack. Every single time.
Thanks to a friend’s comment thread on the Internet, I have a new tactic.
Pretend you do work there!! It’s brilliant. Observe.
White Woman: How much is this shirt? Me: The sign is right there. Can you not read it? White Woman: I was just making sure to see if it was on sale. No need to be rude. Me: No need to be stupid. The sign has the price. The tag has the same price. Therefore, that’s the price. Why are you bothering me with this? White Woman: Well I never! I need to speak to the manager! Me: Fine, so do I. I don’t even like this store. [we march to customer service] White Woman: I’d like you to fire this employee immediately. He was SO RUDE and I’m going to take my business elsewhere unless he is fired right now! Manager: I don’t think – White Woman: [”I was told by Applecare” voice] YOU DON’T THINK!? I’M CALLING CORPORATE! Me: And say what? That a perfect stranger with no nametag, apron, company ID, or any other sign of being an employee was mean to you in a store? Susan I don’t even work here. I just felt like making you look like the ass you clearly are. Have a nice day.
Like…I’m finna go shopping RIGHT NOW just to test it out. I’ma put on my big obnoxious hipster headphones just so there’s no reason whatsoever someone would think I’d be on the clock, and I’ma casually walk through a store and just wait. And I happen to be wearing black jeans and a black jacket, which is the unofficial NYC uniform of fast-fashion retail. And H&M is like three blocks away too…
Sometimes I have to laugh at the galra designs, from a purely affectionate frame of mind, because like. They’re so goshdanged lanky.
When they’re in action or in movement it’s all fluid and streamlined and intimidating looking, like- this species was probably developed at least partially to run down prey in a savanna or comparable setting like a pack of hyenas or a lion pride hunting- they’re built like sprinters, with those long, whippy limbs and big powerful hands.
But just hanging around, they look. Kind of hilarious, honestly, like. there’s just too much limb and shoulder for their head. If Kolivan, Antok and Ulaz didn’t have their fingers curled their fingertips would be on a level with their knees. They’re practically noodle people. Even more sturdy-built ones like Antok, Morvok, and Varkon have that whippy, elongated quality to them- stark with Morvok because he’s not even particularly tall, making his proportionate gangliness even odder-looking to a degree.
And I mean, on a general level, the looking a little silly thing is pretty much par the course for most creatures in nature. A cheetah could sure mess me up but their body and legs look too long for the rest of them. If anything that similarity between cheetahs and the galra might suggest galra are generally built less for endurance and more for sprinting, which would be reinforced because a common tactic in the Blade of Marmora’s fighting style is taking opponents on at a full run. (Keith does this too, even!) Big ribcage for big lung capacity, quite possibly a larger heart, long legs with (generally) well-defined calves and thighs- probably a build for running.
…Now I’m stuck on stuff I’ve said before about prey drives, and if the galra are more adapted to run things down rather than ambush them, they’re probably pretty good at tracking movement. Especially smaller things running in front of them.
Liam: write beautifully but is underrated, not enough kudos, not enough comments, is happy to write still because he just needs the words out of him at all cost. Hasn’t heard about doing fic posts with nice edits, doesn’t link in the notes because what even is an html code what? you’re speaking a foreign langage right now.
Niall: only writes fluff, a fandom favorite but couldn’t care less about his popularity, would kill you if you ever send him an ask about adding some angst because “why do you hate love anon? Who hurt you?”
Harry: Is the biggest angst hoe in all the land, the tags left by his followers under his fic posts make you wonder if they really love his shit or not (from “noooooo” “this is going to hurt so good” “I hate you” to “Don’t do this to me”). Posts during the night when everyone is asleep then smirks and sleeps like a baby imagining the fandom exploding in the morning when he posts his 150k long angstfest. Is rather absent from his blog after that.
Louis: specialises in slow burn with a happy ending, is a fandom favorite but still doesn’t know why, and can’t believe it when his stats are good. Loves symbolism and writing banter. Loves co-writing and headcanoning. Does his fare share of shitposting when he’s not writing fics.
Zayn: Writes great fics then orphan them all, leaves the fandom and you never hear from him again.
Hey guys! Sorry for the inactivity; I’ve been super busy the past week organizing a student council event, but I’ve finally gotten around to making printables for April. This time, I also made a monthly organizer sort of thing, which has the following features:
A goals list to list down your goals for this month. A section for major events so that you may plan for them ahead of time. This would also be convenient if you have trouble sorting out your events on a calendar planner. A vision box for you to write your, well, vision for this coming month, such as how you wish to change, what you can improve, what you should stop doing, etc. New habits you’d like to try out this month, or even old ones you want to keep doing. A space for notes A quote by Albert Einstein (which frankly I spelled wrong at first because of my blog’s name hehe)
The calendar planner is the same as other months, but I’d really appreciate it if you could tell me how I can improve it or what features I should add.
A story of why you should ALWAYS pay your web designer...
So I have (had?) a client that decided he didn’t want to pay the full price for my web design services AFTER he signed the agreement. What happened was he paid my 50% deposit, and I sent him the beta version on my server. He took that link to other designers and asked them to build it for cheaper. When he found a designer who would, he told me he was no longer needing a website for his business and wanted to terminate. When I said he was on the hook for the amount, he ignored me for a week and then told me he hated the website. I sent collections after him and the agent found out he had another designer working for him. This new designer charges $350 for a complete website with a year of hosting and SEO.
What happened next is phenomenal.
New designer couldn’t copy my website, so he provided an HTML (non responsive, to boot) website instead. Collection agent gave me the new website and when I looked, it was okay looking. I checked the source and right in the header tag, it said, “mirrored from…”
His designer copied the code, pictures, slogan and favicon from this other company. Being the good little designer I am, I contacted the company and asked if they knew their website had been copied. Obviously, they did not. I sent a bunch of screen caps and information to him.
Owner of website contacted my (ex) client and ripped him a new one. Client threw the designer under the bus, so the company owner called the designer next. Owner of the company threatened corporate lawyers on him.
By 11pm last night, the website was offline. By 7am this morning, a new website was up… again mirrored from a hair & beauty salon in Las Vegas.
So I called the web designer of that website and let him know. His response, “of all the websites I’ve done, they copied that one?”. He called the designer and the designer responded by removing the “mirrored from” tags in the code. Original designer will be doing a little research and starting the process for theft of intellectual property tomorrow.
Because I’m a horrible person, I went through this designer’s profile and found a few more copied websites, and sent screen caps of pages and the code to each of the original owners, as well as information on what to do. If someone wants to copy code and learn from it, fine. But don’t sell someone’s hard work as your own.
At this point, I don’t even care if I get paid from my ex client, because I have been so amused by this entire saga. But I updated my collections agent and after he was done laughing, he was going to call my ex client back and recommend he pay me completely and get the original website I created for him, rather than the mirrored hack job(s) he also paid for.
“Oh Mutt darling, don’t even worry about Tank! He wouldn’t hurt a fly–would you, big boy?” “BI” “….Unless it landed on me, of course, then he would absolutely destroy it.” “B)”
Mutt has never been the shortest girl in the room before, but hey. Number One is 6′3 without her heels. ((Limousines have a certain amount of high-society pretention about them, even limousines belonging to the Duke. ;) Thus the evening wear haha)) ((I gotta figure out names for them they can’t just literally go by their car names. Can they?)) ((CAN THEY?? 8I))
So I have learned a couple things while doing this challenge: EA doesn’t like wallpaper or matching windows. Or sofas for that matter. Or coffee tables. What EA does like: Putting random blue parts onto white windows. But it was a fun challenge and even though I had to delete tons of stuff to open up some money so I could at least put a total of three (!!!) trees in the garden with some random flower bushes, it worked out pretty well I guess.
The lot is on the Gallery, my origin ID is plumbobarchitect. You do have to tick the Custom Content box when searching for it, because I have a few script mods in my game (Clutter Anywhere and Mirrors Move on Walls), so the house is viewed as if it has CC.
Okay so we have this locker room at school where there this one locker that isn’t connected to the others. I don’t even know if someone actually uses it because it always had the same stickers and lock ever since I entered the school. So when semester started some people began to move it randomly, but as time passed, it became a lot more intense.
So eventually the principal heard of this and got really angry, saying some students were lacking maturity and respect. So what were the students reaction to this? Turning it into a meme of course.
And that’s not even half of it, some people keep posting new ones as I write this.
Wow. Okay. Hey everyone (that’s still around). YCPfE and I are finally back. Like. Actually back.
I know it’s been a long break and I kind of disappeared after saying I’d update - and I know there’s only so much I can say to excuse myself, but a bunch of things kind of all happened at once. (After I got out of the hospital, my father went into hospital (hence the trip back to my other home), and then because it was so bad, I had to move him halfway across the country to come live with me for a while. THEN, if that wasn’t enough, one of my partner’s family members was murdered. And they left behind a 4-year-old daughter, who, for quite a while, it looked like we were going to adopt. (It didn’t end up happening.) Plus a few other things I don’t want to get into.)
BUT, now that my life has somewhat calmed down and there doesn’t seem to be any life-changing things on the horizon, I can finally get back to writing.
I hope you’ll all forgive me for the really long hiatus and not getting a chapter out when I said I would. I promise that I’ll do better at keeping you guys updated. I’m going to do my best at responding to the messages I can and getting back on track with original content here. If you have any questions or just want to rant to me, please feel free to message me.
AS IT IS. I’ll be updating Wednesday. I just need Tuesday to do a bit of editing and I should be good to go. I’ll get you a teaser in a few hours as well, just so you know this is actually happening.
In the Arms of Justice Pt. 16 (Cop!Bucky Drabble Series)
Characters: reader x Detective Barnes, Natasha, Rumlow.
Summary: Reader is a witness to a crime, tying her to the investigation as well as the police involved. She never would have guessed how that one night would continue to change her life years later.
Warnings: Some anxiety, also blood, murder, weapon and death mentions (none of it graphic), violence against women, gritty police drama tv show kind of feel.
Word Count: 1054
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A/N: I’M BACK, BABY. A thousand apologies that it took so long for me to find my groove and stop being afraid of this fic. heh. I finally tackled it and miraculously, I’m in love with it again! Detective Barnes is back and I’m so excited for what’s ahead. :D Part 17 will be posted Friday, May 19!
Entering her office once again, Natasha stepped forward.
“Y/N, this is Mr. Kopecky. His aunt and uncle immigrated from the Czech Republic and he would like to keep them here legally.”
The man was facing away from you, reading the degrees and certificates adorning the esteemed lawyer’s office wall.
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Kope…”
As he turned your way, you lost all power of speech, ice freezing in your veins.
You remained frozen in place, eyes transfixed on the man who held a knife at your throat two nights ago and now haunted your dreams. Although, if you had passed him on the street you might not have recognized him. Instead of the bleach-blond hair and a clean shaven face, he now wore a knitted cap over a bald head with a few days’ stubble dotting his chin. Horn-rimmed glasses were perched on his nose and he wore khaki trousers with a long-sleeved black sweater and dress shoes. If it weren’t for the cold eyes fixed on yours and the scar on his left cheek, you could have sworn it wasn’t the same man.
Light bruising was visible under his eyes, you noticed as he took a few steps forward. His nose might not have been broken by your head striking it, but you definitely left your mark. Seeing him approach from across the room, you finally thawed enough to stumble to Natasha’s side.
“H-how did he get in here?” you whispered to her, your eyes never leaving his face.