Mar 05, 2008 12:15
Characters: Tank and Ripp Grunt
Subject: Sims 2 - Strangetown, Here We Come.
Wordcount: 100
Warnings: language
"So, let me guess... you got dressed up for your boyfriend?"
Ripp just looked at him for a moment, willing him to die.
"Fuck you."
"Nice comeback."
"I know the concept of friendship is pretty fucking new to you, Tank, but -"
"I just don't get why you insist on kissing his ugly green ass."
"Oh, you mean the one you attempted to kick?"
Tank stewed in his rage, staring straight ahead.
“You’re not going to say anything, are you?”
“I’m going to tell them the truth.”
Ripp genuinely feared to know what Tank’s version of the truth looked like.
A/N: I've been thinking about dialogue a lot lately, and I'm really a bit hung up on getting it to sound natural, so feel free to offer critique. With these two, I'm trying to focus on having them say less, rather than more. That feels right to me, but I often struggle with what they actually will say and how they will choose to say it.
strange_tomato,
strangetown,
3rd table,
sims