It was a Monday night like any other. And by “any other,” I mean that I was standing in my kitchen, water all over my floor, soot all over my cabinets, my father with two holes burnt clean through his shirt, and an empty blender in my hand. At that moment, I knew one thing for certain: The Sims was to blame for this.
When I accepted this job at Gamepur, I had no idea it would be this hazardous. You see, I was wrapping up what should have been a simple article about Scenarios in The Sims 4, and the last thing I needed was a few pictures to go with it. The rest of my article was ready; it would be easy enough to hop on The Sims 4 for a bit and get the screenshots I needed before heading off to bed. The whole thing would take half an hour, tops. So, I loaded my game, made a few new Sims, and got started.
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It began innocently enough, a couple of shots of unsupervised youths from Aliens Took My Parents, a few tantrum-throwing toddlers from Too Many Toddlers—but little did I know that the Scenario I really wanted to feature, Unlucky Chef, would nearly be my undoing. Had I realized what havoc I was about to wreak, on my Sims and myself, maybe I would have stuck with something a little safer.
I’m usually kind to my Sims. I don’t drown them en masse to see if I can fill an entire lot with ghosts. I don’t trap them in rooms full of cow plants and then take away the doors. I’ve heard if you have enough dirty dishes, your Sims can be eaten alive by flies… but I’ve never attempted it myself. However, sometimes exceptions must be made.
And this was one such occasion. I had an artistic vision, an image of the ideal screenshot that would
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