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THE SIMS (2000, dev. by Maxis)

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🎂✨ The Bush twins just aged up – and let’s just say, teen life is already off to a brilliant start.

Elio and Lyra blew out their birthday candles, put on their best awkward smiles, and emerged as fully-fledged Family Sims. That’s right – the lab may be chaotic, Servo may be unpredictable, but what these two really want… is connection.

🧠 Elio is the quieter twin – thoughtful, observant, and 100% the type to get a perfect report card. He just scored the §1,000 SimCity Scholar's Grant for his grades. His ideal match? A well-connected Sim who loves pets. Just… please don’t wear cologne around him. Ever.

🎤 Lyra is all confidence and charisma. She earned two scholarships – the §1,000 SimCity Scholar's Grant and the §750 Bain–Gordon Communications Fellowship – and honestly, she could probably talk her way into a third. She’s turned on by Sims in underwear and those who can cook, but well-travelled types? Total turn-off. (Worldly? Sure. Baggage? No thanks.)

They’re both growing up fast, but not too fast – last night they were still chatting over cake about dresses and Servo’s weird TV habits.

College is on the horizon. But for now, the Bush house has two new teens, two bright futures, and enough personality to power the Reanimatron 2000.

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📬 Another day, another plaque.

Lyndon Bush just received yet another award for his “devotion to the science hobby” – and at this point, even he’s lost count. The Hobby Council keeps acting like it’s a surprise. It’s not.

We’re talking about the man who has a Servo, alien twins, a radioactive chrysanthemum garden, and something in the garage that occasionally hums ominously. Of course he’s enthusiastic. He is the science.

Servo tried to intervene and tell them this wasn’t his first award. They gave him a pamphlet on pottery instead.

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⚡🌼 It’s alive. It’s alive!

Lyndon Bush has officially defied the laws of nature – again. With lightning crackling, wolves howling, and his assistant Grivella hauling high-voltage cables across the lab, Lyndon attempted to reanimate the dead. And succeeded.

Well… sort of.

Instead of reviving a lifeform, the energy surge hit a withered patch of chrysanthemums. The result? Glowing, lush, perfectly pulsating blooms – resurrected from crispy oblivion. His garden is thriving. The world is (probably) safe. And the Reanimatron 2000 (aka “Ronnie”) has earned Lyndon a cool §25,000 patent.

Science. Madness. Horticulture. Just another day in Silverbrook.

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♟️🧠 New room, same rivalry.

Now that Lyra and Elio have their own space upstairs, you’d think things might settle down a little in the Bush household. Spoiler: they haven’t.

The twins are still going head-to-head daily – not with lasers or music this time, but over the chessboard. No mercy, no distractions, just pure alien sibling competition. (Well… and a few strategic distractions from Lyra. That chess clock never stood a chance.)

Lyndon calls it “brain training.” Servo calls it “a quiet hour, blessedly.” Bonkers just naps under the table.

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🤖🐾 Update from the Bush household: while everyone was focused on roof beams and rearranged bedrooms, Servo adopted a kitten. Meet Bonkers – tiny, fearless, and already causing minor havoc in the garage.

Servo claims it’s part of an “emotional stability initiative.” Lyndon suspects it’s a midlife crisis. Lyra and Elio are just thrilled someone else is getting yelled at for knocking over test tubes.

Whether or not a robot can feel love is still up for debate – but you should’ve seen Servo’s reaction when Bonkers tried to nap on the charging dock. Verdict: deeply moved (and slightly electrocuted).

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🏗️✨ Big news from the Bush household – construction complete, and the results are game-changing!

The upstairs extension is officially finished – not a fancy observatory or servo lair, but something even more essential: a proper bedroom for Lyra and Elio. That’s right – the alien twins have been relocated upstairs, giving them their own space at last.

Why? So Lyndon could finally expand the living room downstairs. Priorities, people.

Now there’s room to breathe, think, argue, and maybe even host guests without someone tripping over a xylophone or Servo’s emotional reboot station. The garage lab stays untouched – glowing, humming, and ever so slightly threatening.

New roof, same chaos – just with more legroom.

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@sims-for-semi: i do feel like that sometimes

Servo: "Same. One minute you’re defragging your emotional subroutines, the next you’re face-down on the pavement outside a bin wondering if your existence is just a corrupted .dll.

"Stay strong. Reboot often. Drink lubricant (responsibly). 🤖💚"

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Big news today – Servo has officially advanced to Relic Liberator! That’s right, our favourite robo-adventurer is now snatching priceless artifacts from ancient tombs like it’s just another workday.

Of course, with great promotions come great... glowing, ominous, possibly cursed golden idols now occupying the kitchen corner. It’s fine. Totally normal. Just don’t make eye contact for too long.

Congrats on the promotion, Servo! Please don’t awaken anything.

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Today was supposed to be Lyra Bush’s big moment – the closing act of the school talent show. Her band had rehearsed an absolute banger, but when she heard the earlier acts playing it safe, she got a little nervous… just a little.

Still, she decided to rock out unapologetically – volume up, power chords blazing, no compromises. Unfortunately, the parents in the audience didn’t quite vibe with it. Cue the polite, confused clapping. 🫣

She might’ve lost a bit of music enthusiasm, but let’s be honest – she gained punk cred.

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After yesterday’s dramatic sidewalk malfunction and emergency repair, Servo pulled themselves together, suited up, and headed straight back to work this morning. What could go wrong?

Well… turns out everything.

Trying to make a savvy purchase, Servo snapped up ballet tickets for what he thought was the famous Simtopia Ballet Troupe – only to discover it was a knockoff Touring Troupe instead. He politely asked for a discount, but his co-worker wouldn’t budge. So now he’s stuck reselling them at a loss. Classic.

We fix his wires for this?! 😩

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After collapsing dramatically next to the bin yesterday, Servo is back on its feet – thanks to Lyndon Bush and his trusty wrench at sunrise. Nothing says “good morning” in the Bush household like kneeling on the pavement to restore your robot child’s dignity.

It’s a new day, a fresh boot cycle, and (hopefully) no more spontaneous sidewalk shutdowns. Here's to smoother programming ahead.

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Despite the MunchieBot meltdown earlier, Lyndon Bush still managed to end the day on a wholesome note – teaching Elio how to make medicine in the lab. 💊✨

Between radioactive canisters, mysterious dials, and whatever that glowing blue thing is, there’s definitely some high-stakes bonding going on. But Elio’s focus is unmatched – and Lyndon? He’s clearly in his element explaining all the complicated bits.

A future Mad Scientist in the making? We’ll see. For now, it’s just a very cute alien learning how to heal the world, one compound at a time. 🧬

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Mad Scientist™ Lyndon Bush was hard at work again in the garage today – this time trying to assemble his very own MunchieBot. Unfortunately, it turns out building a sentient snack dispenser isn’t as easy as it looks in the blueprints.

Let’s just say… the sparks were not part of the plan. And neither was the smoke. Or the melting plastic wheel. Better luck next time, Lyndon. Maybe stick to Servo parenting for now.

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Poor Lyra and Elio came home completely wiped out after school today. One minute Lyra was reaching for her bed, and the next – boom! Fast asleep on the carpet like a little fallen star 🌟 Meanwhile, Elio made it as far as the side of the bed before dozing off on his feet. Who needs pillows when you're that exhausted?

I guess even alien twins have their limits – especially after a pop quiz, a playground scuffle, and missing the school bus back (again). 🛸✏️💤

Someone please remind Lyndon to enforce bedtime tonight! 😅

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🛍️ Welcome to Whitmere – a brand new seaside district where ambition meets opportunity.

The streets are freshly paved, the plots are wide open, and the future? Still unwritten. Ellis Whitmore will be the first to open a business here, but others won’t be far behind.

This is where Silverbrook’s next chapter begins – not in drama or heartbreak, but in storefronts and fresh starts.