Alright, we are back! That wasn’t two long I suppose. I do apologize for the absence, but that computer was about to die anyway. New Computer, whom I named Sir Kickass McFriendship Von Happy Rainbows the II (name subject to change) is a GLORIOUS machine considering my budget. I’ve been dancing all morning.
But then I slipped on the floor, so let’s just do some Secksies.
This chapter starts with where I left off before backing up, and then will switch to Sir Kickass’s game. Surprisingly only a couple of days were lost since I backed up, so I don’t have a lot of photos wasted.
“Well, wuteva’ yew find, git rid of it! I don’t know why I’m the one with all the ghost problems all the time!”
“Hee hee. My kid has pink hair.”
“Mommy says it’s the ghost curse from all the spooks that follow her from house to house.”
“Nah, it’s just lag dear. Ma’ur fact, I think that floatin’ guitar’s been there since yesterday. Talk ’bout sum renderin’ difficulties.”
I kinda feel bad for Tal sometimes. He doesn’t have friends.
You look great.
“But I’m not pretty enough for heir spouse, right?”
Poor Charles. I think he’s the one that was adopted. You know. From a zoo.
“I know. We jus’ spent the whole time since 9 this mawnin’ standin’ on this sidewalk. It’s five p.m.”
Because GOOD GOD
And here’s where I backed up and Kickass comes in.
“Or ground me fur skippin’.”
“Welp, I have all my needs completely taken care of, I went to work, I finished work in two hours, I came back, fixed all the broken things, cleaned all the crap, ‘n now I’m gonna clean an already clean counter ‘cuz I ain’t gawt nothin’ else in need of doin’ right now.”
No Secksie house in the history of this legacy had ever been this clean.
Without all the lag and shit, things were getting done.
“Wow, I never knew how much fun it is to spend time wid’ yall horses! Seein’ as it no longer takes me two hours to get off the porch and interact wid’em! I’m havin’ such a great mawnin’! I might even go to school today!”
It was so beautiful.
It was the best day ever.
See, I completely forgot Sugar was a couch potato.
Now that she has everything taken care of, she can do completely nothing in her free time, instead of doing nothing when she has everything she needs to do.
I need to throw a real life party or something.
“I are a T-Rex! :D”
Nothing but sleep.
Bear is doing great in his job I might add. Since he stopped releasing ghosts to gain their acceptance, he’s got a nice little collection going on. I might see how many he can get before he reaches his LTW.
“Oh I was just visiting… seeing as I called Bear earlier to make me some hotdogs, and I just followed him home, seeing of he wanted to hang out… maybe let me live with you guys and leave that loser Tal PLEASE D:”
Holy crap, she made the most depressed looking faces while standing on the front porch. It can’t be that bad married to a carrot clown :I
Dolly: “‘N Now I remembur the reason I left in the first place. SIGH.”
CT: “Are you kiddin’? This is the reason I CAME to school today 😀 😀 :D”
Says the girl who came to school in her skimpy bathing suit…
“Have you checked the driveway under the van? Thinkin’ that might be a gud place to find it, yew bitch.”
(LOL it’s not under the van. I don’t know where it is ._.)
Eventually Dale left. But not before I was starting to think I was going to have to reset his ass.
“Well SCREW THIS. I quit the first time ‘n I’m quittin’ again. It’s my birthday this afternoon ‘n I sho’ as hell ain’t wastin’ it on the school’s doorstep. Later suckers!”
“I wish fur heirship!”
You already got that.
“But… I’m right here.”
HAH. Sheldon grew up looking just as angry and crazy as his father.
“WOW, she’s so cute I can barely contain my FACE”
You can say that again, Sheldon. Please. Do something about your face.
Dolly got her a job as a scientist (as her LTW is to be a Robot-Hippie crossbreeder, whatever the hell that LTW is called) and seeing as she flunked out of school, I’m sure she’s 100% qualified for the job. Then she went and took a class in handiness skill.
Dan, is this all you do or something? Stand in front of city hall?
“Yep. Helps me escape the orphans.”
“Bitch please. As gud lookin’ as I is, the men’ll flock to me.”
If only sims had that kind of conscience. But they don’t. I gave this town one whole generation to breed a good looking sim, and now it’s time to see if this town will disappoint me, or if I was right to have faith in the residents…
Um, how? You failed school, Dolly! Why are you graduating?!
“I’m gettin’ my G.E.D. of course!”
Some how I’m not surprised that she pulled her education out of the butt of a robot.
Oh no. This isn’t how I wanted to start my little manhunt.
“I wus halfway out the door when I realized that I think enuff of yew to ask fur ur sign.”
“Baby, my sign is whatever will get you in my bed ;)”
“I’m going to stand in the corner over here and pretend I’m not related to him. Oh wait, I’m not.”
“Oh wow. Yew sure picked a winnur’ Dolly.”
“You’re right, I don’t have a girlfriend!”
Well, soon to be no girlfriend anyway…
“But I don’t think yew luk as rediculous as that Tal guy-”
“You’ve said enough lady, you don’t compare me to a clown like that and get any from me. Good day to you!”
And Dolly was forced to leave by me before she could say anything else.
“Hi Jeramy! I wus jus’ in the neighburhood, ‘n I know that yew had one of the town’s most purdiest girls have ur baby… ‘N I wus jus’ wondrin’ wut the kid was like? Does he luk like his mama mostly, hopefully?”
“You know, come to think of it, I haven’t seen him in a while. The kid never came home last night, and hasn’t been around all that much lately. Last I heard he and his friend Charles were going to go “shooting rocks” or whatever they said they were shooting. Which was weird, because he didn’t even take his shotgun…”
Actually I don’t even think the kid lived there. I don’t know where he is ._.
Even if he can’t keep a girlfriend for more than three weeks, went to high school with Dolly’s father, and is currently married to the orcish Dovahkiin.
“Please ignore the rants of my third wife. She’s lost her mind.”
Ok, so Gracie’s pink haired girl didn’t come out all that cute, did she…
“Hey look! A penny!”
“Nawt ruined, I like this! This is kinda cute! I’ll jus’ tell my papa that I gottem’ off the back of a pickup truck at a Kid Rock concert.”
“WHY do birthdays HURT SO GOOD”
It was either this kid or his face clone brother. I forget. Either way, it scares me more knowing that Facebook bred.
Dolly was about to turn around and walk out and not even mess with these Riffins, when all of a sudden I see another pink haired kid. On the family tree, he’s cousins with Gracie’s kids on the Riffin side, so I concluded that the hair had to come from a grandparent or something.
I’m right! I’m damn right. I guess Gracie and her daughter were kind of right when they said it was a ghost’s curse.
“Why yes I am aware that I’m a lil’ diamond in the rough ain’t I, hee hee. Ah yes. Ignore my dad standin’ here. Sometimes he gets lost. It’s kinda pathetic.”
“I knew I should have just left you at your mother’s house, boy >:\”
And that’s where I leave off for this chapter! It’s nice to be back. Of course I’ve been expecting something to break all day, because that’s just me.
Anyway, we will wrap up this chapter with some simself thingies.
Of coures, Kanoa Parrott is starting his own as well, I think Cait is either his second or third. As sleazy it sounds, I hope Thor can keep more women than Kanoa. Losing to Kanoa… well that would just suck.