.:Griddle & Panini:. VDSL Generation one, Part one.
I wasn't going to post my VDSL at all. I was planning on just enjoying it quietly.
Ah well. Best laid plans of mice.
& men.
What?
& men.
What have men got to do with it?
Nevermind.
Anyway. I'm playing mine in TS3. I have more than enough challenges running in TS2 & I was looking forward to the extra challenge & strategy involved in a pixel_trade TS3 legacy... considering that the eligibles can't all be townified at the start... you have to keep adding them to the pool as you go. Furthering the strategy is the 2 sims per creator rule; which is easy in TS2 but not so easy in TS3.
Not impossible. But not easy.
No doubt you're already familiar with Cambia, made by simmytizzy.
She won the TS3 founder vote & as she rather rocked the short hair look, so she got to keep it.
Everytime I went to write "Cambia" in chat or in my notebook, I wrote Cambodia. So I figured, I would make Khmer words my naming theme for the legacy. For those that don't know, 'Khmer' is both the language & the correct term for a person who is from the Kingdom of Cambodia.
Lovely, lovely people. Incase you were wondering. ^.^
Because I am a cruel mistress thought it would be fun, Cambia got an empty lot.
A large empty lot.
Which after a brief period in build mode, wasn't quite as empty.
It wasn't that she couldn't afford more. It was that she didn't need more.
Floor plan. Sadly (for her) though, the bed wasn't actually usable in that positioning.
So, being that she was on her own, she moved it so that it was hard up against the wall & dealt with it until her next pay. Because I'd spent the rest of her money on furnishings. And a plant. Because I could.
Day one, week one.
[rolls the dice]
In true, trying to kill me, fashion, my 2d6 both rolled 1.
1.1 Uncontrollable Urges: designate one sim (and only one) that you can control for a sim week. All other sims cannot be checked on/controlled at any time for the duration of that week - not even to give them makeovers.
Pity for them, that worked for me & Cambia =)
Cambia chalked up fulfillment of her first wish by visiting the local cop shop & telling them she wanted a job. With a hat.
Afterwards, she went to Hyde Park - renamed so because Central Park is too New York recognised & theres a Hyde park near mum's house with much the same amenities that we always used to go to as kids. Plus there are turtles in the creek & lake - which caused my brother to fall in trying to catch one - & the fountain lake thing in the middle occasionally has a dead whore fished out. Not that you needed to know that, but now that you do I bet you want to see it for real. Believe it or not, it's a nice neighbourhood. Go figure.
Anyway. She arrived at Hyde Park to find that the fish were so happy to see her they were leaping out of the water to yell "HAI!". Or they were trying to get away from the body? You decide XD
Agnes looks so innocent sitting there doesn't she.
But I know the truth. She's sitting there patiently waiting for dear Cambia to have a public display of affection so that she can belt her over the head with her purse. Because Agnes is going to be the very well known & ever avoided Mrs Crumblebottom, of TS2 infamy.
There shall be none of that here.
Besides, the Pixel_trade sims that I installed into the hood aren't here.
To the Beach!
There is a bar, so it must be Cottesloe Beach.
Guaranteed to have women in denim miniskirts & bikini tops almost 365 days a year.
Apparently today is an almost, because there are only men... & one of them has a laptop with him. All the skeezy women are on his screen instead of at the bar.
I'm sorry, what?
Deaths are that easy now?? Loner sims are homicidal?
There was me thinking I'd need hacks & the like.
Sorry Roid Rage, by sixamsims, today obviously isn't your lucky day.
Mwhaahahhaahahaha [click]
Or maybe it just wasn't mine =P
Cambia left her new aquaintance passed out on the pavement.
Definitely Cottesloe.
Back home, she fenced in a section of the back corner of her lot & planted two apples that she harvested while in Hyde Park. Because her lifetime wish is to have a Perfect Garden.
It's going to take a while if she's anything like me with plants.
[shifty eyes]
You can just tell it's going to be a long day.
When your boss wants you to read something like that, you know he's either trying to scare you & see how far he can play the joke... or you're in over your head.
Maybe this Hyde Park has cops in the lake as well.
Hurrah! Knee high not-yet-really-apple trees.
Let's hope they don't act like our mandarin tree. Planted in 1987, it remained knee high until 2008, when it suddenly sprang up to just under 6ft & started fruiting madly. Strangley enough, the lemon tree that was planted the same day no more than 2 metres away has been overburdened with lemons only slightly smaller than adult skulls since 1989. It's also taller than the house & gets lopped back rather severely on an annual basis =P
Cambia wanted to go to the park again.
No sign of Agnes Crumplebottom this time but there was a busker otherwise known as Emmett Ryan, by skittlebox.
He was serenading a grilled cheese sandwich on the bench.
Could he be The One, Cambia?
Could he?
Cambia was a little distracted.
Look! Emmett! Behind you!
[points frantically]
[chomp] what? [chomp]
Oh forget it.
Let me know when you're done.
Emmett: "The way you ate that grilled cheese, Baby, you're a Star!"
Really? That's your line? You're going to put her in film as a grilled cheese model with your compositions?
He said he could. What's so hard to believe?
Cambia, the man has holes in his shoes that have nothing to do with intended design.
So he never throws away what he loves. That's good.
Or he can't afford new ones because he's living off dreams.
Cambia ponders the contents of "How to Avoid Concrete Shoes"
They wouldn't have holes without intended design
No sweety, but they are not boots that are made for walking either.
I'm still trying to fathom how Maccaroni & Cheese is easier to make than grilled cheese.
Even *I* can make a decent grilled cheese.
Mind you, this just makes me think of bloodflesh & the EasyMac he left at my house when he flew home. My partner was highly unhappy to discover it at the back of the bottom shelf of the cupboard the other week. I was very nearly in a lot of trouble =P
It's got cheese in it though? & if I stick it under the griller it could work?
So long as you aren't using kraft on-the-shelf cheese that's okay.
Oh. Disregard.
Cambia? You're doing it wrong.
That, or bondchick_nett is right & you have the most useless super power in the world.
bondchick_nett (11:38:46 PM): LOL! It was one of the super powers that one of the guys that Sylar killed on Heroes early on
moonlapse was constantly screaming that it was THE most useless power EVER xD
and so for YEARS I've been trying to come up with good uses for it xD
So far, the best I've got is so you can easily cast bronze xD
Its a neat parlour trick though, I mean how many people do you know that can get the eggs out of a saucepan from THE OTHER SIDE!? xD
Imagine that. Devilled eggs that are achieved through Devilry.
Mr Darcy would never have slighted Elizabeth if she'd been able to do this.
Especially if she did it before the Unmentionables made walnuts of the guests at the ball.
Cambia promptly washes the evidence scraps off her hand.
In true OBH patron form, Roid figures that if her number's real he's going to chase her.
I don't mind. Let's just hope he doesn't spend all his cash on Brylcream.
Oh look. Oranges & Lemons.....
Well... both apples. But will Cambia need to wait 20 years for the right hand one to grow & fruit?
He's cool looking
He's not pixel_trade.
But....
No. Go buy a book already.
Another night alone with a book.
Your juice box will have all new things to ponder when you trash it in the morning.
You'll need to grow watermelon too, to balance out the Force.
How about tomatoes?
Not quite melons are they.
They're heritage seeds though.
That counts for something, yes, but it wont aid you once you're up the duff.
What?
Nothing.
Oh hi, Roid! I just had a shower & was thinking about you so thought I'd call.
Well he's not expecting too much, considering you met each other at a bar on the beach & he passed out moments later. But still.
Day summary.
Breakfast: leftovers that tasted like fridge.
[shudder]
Work: Made complete twat of self.
[sigh]
Overall: ugh. Next?
How about a clandestine rendesvous with Roid at Hyde Park?
Can I kiss him?
Go for it. The option is there.
[waits to see it fail dismally]
All I can think of is Peanuts.
[smack]
Roid rushed off in delight to play on the swings.
Cambia grabbed a plate of food from Hank's picnic & went off to sit at another table with her back to him. Man, this girl has some epic manners.
Oh Look! A ladybug! I'm going to catch it & put it in a terrarium!
Okay?
If you must?
Your bladder is full dude. What the hell?
Oh. It was an 'ow my hand' pose.
Well they do have teeth.
They're meant to be lucky though. So it's not all bad, right?
I don't feel very lucky.
Perhaps you should have thought about that before you tried to kidnap & imprison one.
OMG there's a dead body in my fridge!
No.
Old food doesn't die. It just goes bad.
Points for any of you that know where that's a quote from.
Fresh grilled cheese & she's doing a delightful jig as she tries to convince Roid to come over to her house.
So there's bread. & there's cheese. & there's tomato. & they're TOASTED!!!!
Of course. How could he refuse that offer?
I know, right?!?!?
[hops from foot to foot in excitement]
Cambia got herself so excited over the prospect of her cheese jaffle, she had to have one in front of her to gawk at while eating another. If cheese was sentient, the one on the table would either be paralysed with fear, or psyching itself up to attack Cambia in a brave - but probably futile - attempt at escape.
Roid suddenly upped & left after the food as he had "other places to be."
I heard those quotes. He ditched me, didn't he.
Maybe not. It might be for work.... you could try calling him later.
But I made him cheese & tomato toasties!
[scrubs sink]
Cambia wiled away the hours practicing her chess game.
Its a shame no one has made a Thud! board.
After a few rounds of this, she called Roid & invited him over.
He told her to call back in an hour.
There is another woman isn't there.
Stop it. Just call back in an hour. He said he was single, so give him the benefit of the doubt.
Innocent until proven otherwise. Et cetera.
After calling him back at his preferred hour, Cambia invited him over again.
He said yes, so she rushed off to practice breaking a neck with her bare hands gussy up before he arrived.
Roid: "What a horrible day at work! RAWR! STOMP! They're a bunch of jerks!"
Cambia: I have an idea that might cheer you up?
Because cheese toasties fix everything. Especially with homegrown tomatoes & some spices.
[smack]
N'awwwww. Apparently Cambia is human after all.
Well... as close as a bunch of pixels can be.
[whispers sweet nothings]
Points for your Subtlety. Really. [/sarcasm]
But of course, she was being suggestive about food.
So Roid made use of her radio & changed into the spare trackies & singlet that he keeps in his satchel. Because every normal person has a few changes of clothes & shoes in their bag.
Most of us leave them in the boot of the car. [shifty eyes]
"Babe, why are there clothes & boots in the boot?"
"Just in case."
"Incase what?"
"Just incase."
"Riiiiight." [closes boot] "You're mad."
"That's why you love me."
He normally just gives me a Look after that comment.
Mainland Epicure cheese, heirloom tomatoes & spices.
Om nom nom.
Frak. Now I'm hungry. AGAIN.
Right. Now I'm properly armed to deal with the writing of this installment. I have mushroom, bacon & sourcream soup (with croutons no less). Mwahahaha!
Yes, but I have cheese sandwiches that i'm going to put on this griddle.
Lalalallalala! Soup.
& I can flip them just like pancakes, with the melty cheese keeping them together. It's like a slice of heaven!
You know what? You're mean.
You have soup.
I don't like you anymore.
Roid [thinking]: Can she make anything else? What was with that little handclappy dance. Is that some arcane ritual? Is she going to sacrifice me to the cheese gods?
Cambia can't hear anything through her chewing.
The Many Faces of Roid Rage!
I gave her a little extension so that she could have cuddles.
Because let's face it. With mirror antics like Roid's, Emmett stands no chance.
You've decided have you? Don't I get a say?
Shush & snuggle like a good girl.
I'm still snuggling. I want breakfast though. Can I stop yet? We're standing already.
On one condition.
Awesome! Okay! What is it?
[whispers]
Oh.
Cambia: So I was wondering if you'd mind possibly maybe considering the idea of marrying me?
Roid (invokes the katu): [GASPETH]
The kendar in me is screaming "OOOH SHINY!"
They aren't in it anymore.
Maybe not in your games, but in mine they're in the house rules. So nyer.
That's the wrong finger, Cambia.
Shush. Haven't you done enough already?
Oh believe me, I'm only getting started.
Mwahaha HAHAHahahah AHAHAHAHAHAh ahaha.
[clears throat]
[adjusts tie]
[attempts to appear sane]
You're engaged, you've shared a bed & spooned all night... but you're still only Uncle Hugging each other??? WHAT?!?? Agnes is not here. You're not going to get smacked over the head. If she was, she'd have done it already for you standing around in your knickers.
N'awwwwww. You're reading a Mills & Boon, Roid?
You might want a box of tissues. No doubt the woman will go through hell & back before finally being told she'd long since won over the heart of the man, even though the ghost of her dead husband is haunting her home. Or something. I have a shoe box full of them that I got as a joke for $1 in a garage sale. I laughed so hard when I read the first & had it actually describe the view point shifting the gibbous moon outside the wooden framed colonial window. No joke.
Roid: With this ring, I thee wed...
... in the backyard with no witnesses & not even a celebrant.
Cambia: .... In sickness & health....
'Til death do us part.
Hehehe. About that. [shifty eyes]
Awww yeh.
He shirks the Western tradition & instead takes her name.
Roid is a man that knows how to work a plunger.
Even if he does make a complete & utter mess of the bathroom floor in the meantime.
But the toilet will work again & that's all that matters! Right?
Mind you.... that water looks like someone has tried to use it regardless.
Two apple trees, 4 tomato plants, a grape 'vine' & a lettace.
Not a partridge in sight.
There's no emus either
Best.ballet.ever.
Why did I marry him!? He made a MESS in my bathroom!
So clean it. You'll get a happy moodlet.
After that, you can switch all the switches in the bedroom to the upright position so that the only powerpoints in the suite that work are in the freshly scrubbed bathroom & you can only boil your kettle in there while you have to hold it with a cord that's too short to reach the vanity. Oh yeh. -.-
Quantum physics lesson #001.
Somewhere... in an alternate universe.... stove touching is done without the sponge.
Extension number two!
Now there is a dedicated bedroom, a bathroom with a bath in it, a sofa, a bigger kitchen with a breakfast bar, & a larger verandah with an outdoor table.
What a week!
I have a bath!
Yes dear. Escuse me while I roll your new challenge.
[rolls 2d6]
Oh lovely.
What was it?
You don't want to know.
Yes I do.
Not yet.
[waits for jingle]
Jingle!
6.2 Bruce, Bruce, Bruce, Bruce & Bruce: All sims born on the lot, and all new pets - born or adopted etc - will be named Bruce.
[sigh]
Ah well. Best laid plans of mice.
& men.
What?
& men.
What have men got to do with it?
Nevermind.
Anyway. I'm playing mine in TS3. I have more than enough challenges running in TS2 & I was looking forward to the extra challenge & strategy involved in a pixel_trade TS3 legacy... considering that the eligibles can't all be townified at the start... you have to keep adding them to the pool as you go. Furthering the strategy is the 2 sims per creator rule; which is easy in TS2 but not so easy in TS3.
Not impossible. But not easy.
No doubt you're already familiar with Cambia, made by simmytizzy.
She won the TS3 founder vote & as she rather rocked the short hair look, so she got to keep it.
Everytime I went to write "Cambia" in chat or in my notebook, I wrote Cambodia. So I figured, I would make Khmer words my naming theme for the legacy. For those that don't know, 'Khmer' is both the language & the correct term for a person who is from the Kingdom of Cambodia.
Lovely, lovely people. Incase you were wondering. ^.^
Because I am a cruel mistress thought it would be fun, Cambia got an empty lot.
A large empty lot.
Which after a brief period in build mode, wasn't quite as empty.
It wasn't that she couldn't afford more. It was that she didn't need more.
Floor plan. Sadly (for her) though, the bed wasn't actually usable in that positioning.
So, being that she was on her own, she moved it so that it was hard up against the wall & dealt with it until her next pay. Because I'd spent the rest of her money on furnishings. And a plant. Because I could.
Day one, week one.
[rolls the dice]
In true, trying to kill me, fashion, my 2d6 both rolled 1.
1.1 Uncontrollable Urges: designate one sim (and only one) that you can control for a sim week. All other sims cannot be checked on/controlled at any time for the duration of that week - not even to give them makeovers.
Pity for them, that worked for me & Cambia =)
Cambia chalked up fulfillment of her first wish by visiting the local cop shop & telling them she wanted a job. With a hat.
Afterwards, she went to Hyde Park - renamed so because Central Park is too New York recognised & theres a Hyde park near mum's house with much the same amenities that we always used to go to as kids. Plus there are turtles in the creek & lake - which caused my brother to fall in trying to catch one - & the fountain lake thing in the middle occasionally has a dead whore fished out. Not that you needed to know that, but now that you do I bet you want to see it for real. Believe it or not, it's a nice neighbourhood. Go figure.
Anyway. She arrived at Hyde Park to find that the fish were so happy to see her they were leaping out of the water to yell "HAI!". Or they were trying to get away from the body? You decide XD
Agnes looks so innocent sitting there doesn't she.
But I know the truth. She's sitting there patiently waiting for dear Cambia to have a public display of affection so that she can belt her over the head with her purse. Because Agnes is going to be the very well known & ever avoided Mrs Crumblebottom, of TS2 infamy.
There shall be none of that here.
Besides, the Pixel_trade sims that I installed into the hood aren't here.
To the Beach!
There is a bar, so it must be Cottesloe Beach.
Guaranteed to have women in denim miniskirts & bikini tops almost 365 days a year.
Apparently today is an almost, because there are only men... & one of them has a laptop with him. All the skeezy women are on his screen instead of at the bar.
I'm sorry, what?
Deaths are that easy now?? Loner sims are homicidal?
There was me thinking I'd need hacks & the like.
Sorry Roid Rage, by sixamsims, today obviously isn't your lucky day.
Mwhaahahhaahahaha [click]
Or maybe it just wasn't mine =P
Cambia left her new aquaintance passed out on the pavement.
Definitely Cottesloe.
Back home, she fenced in a section of the back corner of her lot & planted two apples that she harvested while in Hyde Park. Because her lifetime wish is to have a Perfect Garden.
It's going to take a while if she's anything like me with plants.
[shifty eyes]
You can just tell it's going to be a long day.
When your boss wants you to read something like that, you know he's either trying to scare you & see how far he can play the joke... or you're in over your head.
Maybe this Hyde Park has cops in the lake as well.
Hurrah! Knee high not-yet-really-apple trees.
Let's hope they don't act like our mandarin tree. Planted in 1987, it remained knee high until 2008, when it suddenly sprang up to just under 6ft & started fruiting madly. Strangley enough, the lemon tree that was planted the same day no more than 2 metres away has been overburdened with lemons only slightly smaller than adult skulls since 1989. It's also taller than the house & gets lopped back rather severely on an annual basis =P
Cambia wanted to go to the park again.
No sign of Agnes Crumplebottom this time but there was a busker otherwise known as Emmett Ryan, by skittlebox.
He was serenading a grilled cheese sandwich on the bench.
Could he be The One, Cambia?
Could he?
Cambia was a little distracted.
Look! Emmett! Behind you!
[points frantically]
[chomp] what? [chomp]
Oh forget it.
Let me know when you're done.
Emmett: "The way you ate that grilled cheese, Baby, you're a Star!"
Really? That's your line? You're going to put her in film as a grilled cheese model with your compositions?
He said he could. What's so hard to believe?
Cambia, the man has holes in his shoes that have nothing to do with intended design.
So he never throws away what he loves. That's good.
Or he can't afford new ones because he's living off dreams.
Cambia ponders the contents of "How to Avoid Concrete Shoes"
They wouldn't have holes without intended design
No sweety, but they are not boots that are made for walking either.
I'm still trying to fathom how Maccaroni & Cheese is easier to make than grilled cheese.
Even *I* can make a decent grilled cheese.
Mind you, this just makes me think of bloodflesh & the EasyMac he left at my house when he flew home. My partner was highly unhappy to discover it at the back of the bottom shelf of the cupboard the other week. I was very nearly in a lot of trouble =P
It's got cheese in it though? & if I stick it under the griller it could work?
So long as you aren't using kraft on-the-shelf cheese that's okay.
Oh. Disregard.
Cambia? You're doing it wrong.
That, or bondchick_nett is right & you have the most useless super power in the world.
bondchick_nett (11:38:46 PM): LOL! It was one of the super powers that one of the guys that Sylar killed on Heroes early on
moonlapse was constantly screaming that it was THE most useless power EVER xD
and so for YEARS I've been trying to come up with good uses for it xD
So far, the best I've got is so you can easily cast bronze xD
Its a neat parlour trick though, I mean how many people do you know that can get the eggs out of a saucepan from THE OTHER SIDE!? xD
Imagine that. Devilled eggs that are achieved through Devilry.
Mr Darcy would never have slighted Elizabeth if she'd been able to do this.
Especially if she did it before the Unmentionables made walnuts of the guests at the ball.
Cambia promptly washes the evidence scraps off her hand.
In true OBH patron form, Roid figures that if her number's real he's going to chase her.
I don't mind. Let's just hope he doesn't spend all his cash on Brylcream.
Oh look. Oranges & Lemons.....
Well... both apples. But will Cambia need to wait 20 years for the right hand one to grow & fruit?
He's cool looking
He's not pixel_trade.
But....
No. Go buy a book already.
Another night alone with a book.
Your juice box will have all new things to ponder when you trash it in the morning.
You'll need to grow watermelon too, to balance out the Force.
How about tomatoes?
Not quite melons are they.
They're heritage seeds though.
That counts for something, yes, but it wont aid you once you're up the duff.
What?
Nothing.
Oh hi, Roid! I just had a shower & was thinking about you so thought I'd call.
Well he's not expecting too much, considering you met each other at a bar on the beach & he passed out moments later. But still.
Day summary.
Breakfast: leftovers that tasted like fridge.
[shudder]
Work: Made complete twat of self.
[sigh]
Overall: ugh. Next?
How about a clandestine rendesvous with Roid at Hyde Park?
Can I kiss him?
Go for it. The option is there.
[waits to see it fail dismally]
All I can think of is Peanuts.
[smack]
Roid rushed off in delight to play on the swings.
Cambia grabbed a plate of food from Hank's picnic & went off to sit at another table with her back to him. Man, this girl has some epic manners.
Oh Look! A ladybug! I'm going to catch it & put it in a terrarium!
Okay?
If you must?
Your bladder is full dude. What the hell?
Oh. It was an 'ow my hand' pose.
Well they do have teeth.
They're meant to be lucky though. So it's not all bad, right?
I don't feel very lucky.
Perhaps you should have thought about that before you tried to kidnap & imprison one.
OMG there's a dead body in my fridge!
No.
Old food doesn't die. It just goes bad.
Points for any of you that know where that's a quote from.
Fresh grilled cheese & she's doing a delightful jig as she tries to convince Roid to come over to her house.
So there's bread. & there's cheese. & there's tomato. & they're TOASTED!!!!
Of course. How could he refuse that offer?
I know, right?!?!?
[hops from foot to foot in excitement]
Cambia got herself so excited over the prospect of her cheese jaffle, she had to have one in front of her to gawk at while eating another. If cheese was sentient, the one on the table would either be paralysed with fear, or psyching itself up to attack Cambia in a brave - but probably futile - attempt at escape.
Roid suddenly upped & left after the food as he had "other places to be."
I heard those quotes. He ditched me, didn't he.
Maybe not. It might be for work.... you could try calling him later.
But I made him cheese & tomato toasties!
[scrubs sink]
Cambia wiled away the hours practicing her chess game.
Its a shame no one has made a Thud! board.
After a few rounds of this, she called Roid & invited him over.
He told her to call back in an hour.
There is another woman isn't there.
Stop it. Just call back in an hour. He said he was single, so give him the benefit of the doubt.
Innocent until proven otherwise. Et cetera.
After calling him back at his preferred hour, Cambia invited him over again.
He said yes, so she rushed off to practice breaking a neck with her bare hands gussy up before he arrived.
Roid: "What a horrible day at work! RAWR! STOMP! They're a bunch of jerks!"
Cambia: I have an idea that might cheer you up?
Because cheese toasties fix everything. Especially with homegrown tomatoes & some spices.
[smack]
N'awwwww. Apparently Cambia is human after all.
Well... as close as a bunch of pixels can be.
[whispers sweet nothings]
Points for your Subtlety. Really. [/sarcasm]
But of course, she was being suggestive about food.
So Roid made use of her radio & changed into the spare trackies & singlet that he keeps in his satchel. Because every normal person has a few changes of clothes & shoes in their bag.
Most of us leave them in the boot of the car. [shifty eyes]
"Babe, why are there clothes & boots in the boot?"
"Just in case."
"Incase what?"
"Just incase."
"Riiiiight." [closes boot] "You're mad."
"That's why you love me."
He normally just gives me a Look after that comment.
Mainland Epicure cheese, heirloom tomatoes & spices.
Om nom nom.
Frak. Now I'm hungry. AGAIN.
Right. Now I'm properly armed to deal with the writing of this installment. I have mushroom, bacon & sourcream soup (with croutons no less). Mwahahaha!
Yes, but I have cheese sandwiches that i'm going to put on this griddle.
Lalalallalala! Soup.
& I can flip them just like pancakes, with the melty cheese keeping them together. It's like a slice of heaven!
You know what? You're mean.
You have soup.
I don't like you anymore.
Roid [thinking]: Can she make anything else? What was with that little handclappy dance. Is that some arcane ritual? Is she going to sacrifice me to the cheese gods?
Cambia can't hear anything through her chewing.
The Many Faces of Roid Rage!
I gave her a little extension so that she could have cuddles.
Because let's face it. With mirror antics like Roid's, Emmett stands no chance.
You've decided have you? Don't I get a say?
Shush & snuggle like a good girl.
I'm still snuggling. I want breakfast though. Can I stop yet? We're standing already.
On one condition.
Awesome! Okay! What is it?
[whispers]
Oh.
Cambia: So I was wondering if you'd mind possibly maybe considering the idea of marrying me?
Roid (invokes the katu): [GASPETH]
The kendar in me is screaming "OOOH SHINY!"
They aren't in it anymore.
Maybe not in your games, but in mine they're in the house rules. So nyer.
That's the wrong finger, Cambia.
Shush. Haven't you done enough already?
Oh believe me, I'm only getting started.
Mwahaha HAHAHahahah AHAHAHAHAHAh ahaha.
[clears throat]
[adjusts tie]
[attempts to appear sane]
You're engaged, you've shared a bed & spooned all night... but you're still only Uncle Hugging each other??? WHAT?!?? Agnes is not here. You're not going to get smacked over the head. If she was, she'd have done it already for you standing around in your knickers.
N'awwwwww. You're reading a Mills & Boon, Roid?
You might want a box of tissues. No doubt the woman will go through hell & back before finally being told she'd long since won over the heart of the man, even though the ghost of her dead husband is haunting her home. Or something. I have a shoe box full of them that I got as a joke for $1 in a garage sale. I laughed so hard when I read the first & had it actually describe the view point shifting the gibbous moon outside the wooden framed colonial window. No joke.
Roid: With this ring, I thee wed...
... in the backyard with no witnesses & not even a celebrant.
Cambia: .... In sickness & health....
'Til death do us part.
Hehehe. About that. [shifty eyes]
Awww yeh.
He shirks the Western tradition & instead takes her name.
Roid is a man that knows how to work a plunger.
Even if he does make a complete & utter mess of the bathroom floor in the meantime.
But the toilet will work again & that's all that matters! Right?
Mind you.... that water looks like someone has tried to use it regardless.
Two apple trees, 4 tomato plants, a grape 'vine' & a lettace.
Not a partridge in sight.
There's no emus either
Best.ballet.ever.
Why did I marry him!? He made a MESS in my bathroom!
So clean it. You'll get a happy moodlet.
After that, you can switch all the switches in the bedroom to the upright position so that the only powerpoints in the suite that work are in the freshly scrubbed bathroom & you can only boil your kettle in there while you have to hold it with a cord that's too short to reach the vanity. Oh yeh. -.-
Quantum physics lesson #001.
Somewhere... in an alternate universe.... stove touching is done without the sponge.
Extension number two!
Now there is a dedicated bedroom, a bathroom with a bath in it, a sofa, a bigger kitchen with a breakfast bar, & a larger verandah with an outdoor table.
What a week!
I have a bath!
Yes dear. Escuse me while I roll your new challenge.
[rolls 2d6]
Oh lovely.
What was it?
You don't want to know.
Yes I do.
Not yet.
[waits for jingle]
Jingle!
6.2 Bruce, Bruce, Bruce, Bruce & Bruce: All sims born on the lot, and all new pets - born or adopted etc - will be named Bruce.
[sigh]