In which we learn that witches can outsparkle Edward Cullen any day of the week...
We rejoin the Kreechur household... well.. actually NOT AT their household, because Otis and Morgana have ditched that lightfearing wimpy vamp and the sunloving anthromomorphic plant and headed off on Vacation!
And of course the very first thing that happens is that Morgana gets assaulted with hairy, malodorous woodcutters who want to 'pound' in her direction... ew...
Gawd seriously.
I can never get anyone in Takemizu to bow at my sim, when I really LOVE the bow and want EVERYONE to do it, but the moment I step into Three Lakes they're lining up to pound their flannel shirts at poor confused Morgie.
While Morgana is learning the most annoying action in the whole game, Otis is trying his hand at Axe throwing. To me, this technique looks seriously unco. And I think it would probably be more effective to actually LOOK AT the target.
But it shows what I know. o.o
Morgana definitely does not have the axe throwing knack. I hope whatever's past that fence isn't some kind of walking trail or farmland or rock climbing spot or something because some poor unsuspecting person/cow/mountaineer is going to get an axe in DA FACE.
Apparently, thought, it's not axe throwing but rather FISHING that all the cool kids are doing. Otis and Morgana have to be left out of the cool fishing clique for now though since I forgot to bring someone who actually had the map to the hidden burrow. So they get to spend a few hours digging holes - joy!
Morgana seems to find digging holes in a campsite just idyllic, and soon she has the goods so they can go do something I haven't yet in this game... meet bigfoot :B
Just a quick bite to eat before they go, and here is the unsavoury charlatan. Looking very rugged there, Mr U. C. I can't say I agree that a tophat is a great complement to those creased and dirtied logger's threads, but I guess that's just your thing.
Oooooh and here they are arriving at ~~THE HIDDEN BURROW~~. Except um, there's not only a street light, a payphone, a lovely paved footpath and a rubbish bin, but apparently the cab driver is perfectly comfortable getting there... on a coincidentally metropolitan style bitumen street. IT'S TOTALLY HIDDEN. I guess the bigfoot must have built all that stuff himself out of dirt, fish bones and spit wads? Yeah, that's gotta be it.
OMG ... (lol at bigfoot having a letterbox)
UGH HOLY HELL IT'S HIDEOUSSS.... O___O Still I um, did the bigfoot thing and befriended it... and invited it home. BUT OH GOD. That is one creepy looking hunchy monkey man D:
Back at the campsite, and learnin' the slap dance. Morgana is just raisin' her arms in the air cos she just don't care though. Hey, she can turn them into chickens if they call her out, I don't see why she would give a shit about dancing in sync.
Log rolling... and Otis' 'moarbodypointsthanyou' shines through. Morgana manages to stay on the log for all of like 1.3 seconds.
But I suppose cumulatively it was like, maybe 10 seconds. She just kept on getting back on that horse uh, log.
Otis is so thoroughly amused he looks like he's about to laugh hard enough to tip himself right off as well.
And then they finally cave and join the campsite craze for fishing.
Morgana's outfit is totally appropriate for all these shenanigans, btw. Dainty gold boots and white gold trimmed brocade, lovely for tramping around in the mud.
And then I noticed this...
Uh... guys? I'm pretty sure you just MET bigfoot. Like not even more than a couple of hours ago. And I KNOW that I locked that want for Otis before they even went to the burrow.
WAS BIGFOOT REALLY SO UGLY AND TERRIFYING THAT YOU HAD TO BLOCK OUT THE MEMORY OF EVER MEETING HIM? >:O
Scratch that because yes, yes he was. I would have totally repressed that shit as well.
The local cook has a lot going on here, but totally on top of it. The main point of this screeny is because OMG I LOVE ALL THE ACCOUTREMENTS on her shelf XD awesome
Yep Morgana learnt that massage she was craving. From this... vaguely terrifying masseuse right here. I guess the terminal fug of Belladonna Cove extends right through its holiday neighbourhoods :(
But I guess it did her a world of good, because the next thing you know she's wrangling in a fish that probably weighs half what she does without even batting an eyelid. You go girl.
OMG you gaiz! Again camp fashion has left the poor Kreechurs behind. Cargo shorts, twofers and mini hiking packs are apparently aaAAAaaAAAAalll the rage here. The dude on the left is trying not to look at their totally passe clothing.
All too quickly (actually all too slowly, holidays seem to take FOREVER to me ;__;) it's time to go home. Back to the boring daily grind of learning magikal spellz and trying to get wolves with glowing gold eyes to bite you.
And yeah, remember I said we invited bigfoot home?
That lasted about 20 sim minutes before I just couldn't stand look at him anymore D: HE SRSLY IS CREEPY AS HELL. So I booted him and his creepy undersized bowler hat and waistcoat out on his ass.
With that unwanted addition gone, it's business as usual at the Kreechur house:
You know, just plain ordinary stuff like invisible witches cleaning the toilet.
Vladimir (in such a jaunty sea captain get up) gets promoted agaaaaain yessss. And that starting time is totally in his favour for getting to the top of the career path and going permaplat at last.
The elder he brought home from work (who btw sports the fabulous name of Svetlanka) had decided that she can still totally pull off pigtails and ribbons even well into her 60s. I have to respectfully disagree, Svetlanka :/
Otis starts a long quest to snag a spot in the paranormal career path - you see, I was hoping to get a genie lamp because I thought that was based on reaching the top of a hobby enthusiasm (?), but one never arrived so I decided to do things the old fashioned - and let's face it more lolarious - way.
Did someone say lolarious? I LOVE the protector of whales outfit. I thought the career description said he would spend most of it behind a desk on the phone lobbying bureaucrats? Does the wetsuit and wreath help him get into character, or does he just enjoy that chafing feeling of dry neoprene against his skin?
One more promotion for our lovely Morgana ~~ though you know I have to say, that camo and witch hat combination? Rocking OUT.
Ivy has spent pretty much all of her time for like, a sim week, out by the fish pond - and this is the result!! I love how easy it is to get badges and skill points for plant sims. They are such hax.
Yeah this is a gold talent badge's worth of fish. This is a staggering 8676 simoleons of fishing right there... I think EAcis might perhaps have just SLIGHTLY overestimated how lucrative a fisherman's life is. Just a tad.
(Hai btw to Stubbs' grave :( haven't seen you out and about for a little while... don't worry, we'll get you "resurrected" -in a manner of speaking - soon enough... mwahahaha)
So. Morgana is at work, Vladimir is stuck in his coffin for another five hours... and Ivy doesn't EAT. So Otis decides it's time to serve up a giant meal of bass and squash. He's a thinker this one.
YAYYYY FINALLY FIRST PERMAPLAT. Go Morgie, go go!
Ivy still hasn't had enough of the fishing, even after being forced to stand out there about 23 hours a day for close to a week. Now she AUTONOMOUSLY just wanders out there and goes to it.
Her bug collection is starting to look pretty healthy as well. I think it was about 20/30 or so at this point?
Being a science genius and a benevolent sorceress tuckers a girl out. But at least Morgana has a few pretty things up in her room now.
Duly refreshed, the very next day we get to MAXIMUM NICEWITCHLINESS and out pop the sparkles that would make Edward Cullen cry with envy.
She makes herself a prettiful throne to add to her now rather full tiny spell room.
Awww, and the pustulent skin growth sparkles look much nicer on her than on the infallibly good witch that infected indoctrinated her.
Oh GAWD lady are you serious? The white woman cornrows are bad enough, but add in the thigh high flame decal boots, ripped jeans with ~risque~ handcuff belt, slutty top and jacket combo and terrible makeup and this has got to be one of the worst dressed sims in Belladonna Cove. Which, with what you all know of my incarnation of Belladonna Cove, I'm sure you'll agree is PRETTY BAD.
Aaaaugh Vladimir *headdesk* This is what you get when you won't stay in your darn coffin during daylight hours. He happily wanders around filling his needs... as they all spiral inexorably into desperation because he's sitting IN DIRECT SUNLIGHT trying to eat a sandwich to improve his hunger. Doofus.
Going on a midnight jog. As you do when you're a vampire, or a wannabe werewolf with a vampire jogging partner.
<33 Ivy. Don't worry honey, one day you'll finish that bug collection.
Of all things to perve on, THE REPO MAN??! I think we all remember why
THAT is a really freaking weird thing to be so smirky over. I think you need to seriously reevaluate your taste, oh planty one.
Vladimir's vampire "daddy", Count Riko, comes round to visit. Wouldn't this be kind of an awkward moment? I guess it would depend on how you took to your new life as a photophobic bloodsucker, really.
But Riko seems almost... dementedly happy to see Vladimir again.
And it doesn't look like Vladimir is lacking in enthusiasm either. "OMGOSH DADDY?!?!"
NUUUU OMG don't you hate when you don't notice the LOP is skulking around your house until IT'S TOO LATE AND THEY'RE RUNNING OFF?!?! D:
Oooh fingers crossed for LTW number 2!! (p.s. I love that car <3 p.p.s. Vladimir, even if you don't need to wear shoes AT work shouldn't you probably like, wear them on the way at least? With all the whacky-ass bugs Ivy has pulled out of that lawn I know I wouldn't be walking around on it barefoot D:)
WOOTS! Hand of Poiseidonnnn. Don't look so thrilled Vlad, I mean, you're only going to be happy for the rest of your life. Nothing to be so excited over :/.
Second favourite spell ever! Butterfliiesss!! :)
Also, now that Morgana has finally stopped changing her rank of goodness and popping back into the godawful good witch getup every ten seconds, I've put her back in her original, rather more understated, wardrobe.
Hai Penguin :3
I was so amused watching the penguin waddle around the lot, that I didn't notice these two dorks had been standing out in the snow for several hours just talking away in their sleeveless summer outfits like the temperature wasn't a good way below freezing...
That's a lovely shade of blue-green there Ivy! It's a pity it means that you're almost frozen solid D:
Morgana's subscription to "barely lacquered: young chairs gone wild" hasn't come through in the mail yet, so she's taking to perving on unsuspecting seating through their windows...
Woooo phoebe comes to visit! (and yes I totally warned you last update that I will never get sick of taking screenshots like this XD)
All this snow and wild weather has turned some of the minds in the household to a level much dirtier than the driven snow:
And a little while later, WAS THAT A BABY JINGLE I JUST HEARD?? I think it was!
With the only functional uterus in the household apparently occupied, and a babby alien still needing manufacturing, Otis is forced to sacrifice himself and 'summons aliens'...
Morgana: Man, I know our housemate just got abducted by space creatures, and it's bloody FREEZING for me (and my 1 hour old embryo) out here in just my knickers, but damn you are HOT...
Hmm, well that's handy, because you know...
I really don't think he would have been making it to work anyway.... XD
Otis: WAAAAAAAAAAAaAAAaAaaaAaaAAAAARGHHH!!!
(You know, you would really think that after taking all that time to abduct some dude, fashion some sort of temporary baby receptacle in his belly, and get him impregnated, the aliens might be a little more careful with the carrier of the future hybrid race they took such pains to create? Not just dump him from a great height onto an icy street?)
Ivy and Morgana, A+ on the "OMG" and "*CRY*" reactions there. Random townie, what the heck is THAT? "WOOHOO SOME GUY JUST GOT TOTALL Y BOINKED BY ALIENS 8D" FAIL. And the post woman doesn't even seem to have noticed. ALSO FAIL.
Otis: Oh SHIT was that the damn baby jingle?!?!?
YOU BET IT WASSSSSSSSS :D