Hetalia Asylum (TS3), part 2 (days 4-7)
Now that my Internet is finally sorted out...
PRAISE THE LORD OR ANY OTHER DEITY OF YOUR OWN CHOICE
I knew you’d figure it out eventually, Austria, but I’m so proud *sniff*
The rest of the housemates aren’t starting off as well, though.
“Get out of the bed. You’ve had your beauty sleep and I’m about to pass out.”
“I can’t! You’re blocking my way!”
But… there’s plenty of room…
This isn’t much better.
“I'm terribly sorry, but could you please move out of the way?”
“La la la, oh how I wish to have a garden of my own, la la la...”
“Dammit, Ukraine, get out of the bleeding way!”
They sorted it out eventually, although I admit I was kind of hoping for a couple of pass-outs along the way.
China, please do not contrive to be the next Austria and listen to what your bladder is trying to tell you.
“Oopsiedaisies.”
I warned you.
“Eee, sorella, you remembered me! I’m so excited to hear your voice right now! I’ve missed you so much, we haven’t talked in hours!”
That’s right, Romano calls every single day, sometimes more than once.
“My brother never calls :/”
Like you care, Prussia.
"..and in conclusion, your brain is smaller than a turnip seed!"
"Geez, what's his problem?"
Insulting people is the only form of entertainment he's familiar with, or so it would seem.
You never did find that atmosphere book, did you, Italy?
“She’s so cute when she’s angry.”
Of course you didn’t.
“Baby, ditch the jerk and listen to me. I’ll be the silver lining in the storm cloud of your argument.”
“This is very sweet of you, thanks, I guess…”
“You two are weird.”
Weird doesn’t even begin to cover it.
Did you get promoted? Please tell me you got promoted!
“Nope, not me.”
Bugger.
First rule of the asylum: when in doubt, talk about dirty dishes.
“I saw you guys were having a quarrel and I just thought you might use some, ahem, consolation…”
Italy. She sees any two sims engaged in conversation and immediately swoops down on them. She’s about as subtle as a brick to the head.
“I just really, really want to get laid.”
I figured.
“Excuse me, I want to get laid too!”
Not with your sister you don’t.
“There are two servings of salad in the fridge, why are you making another one?”
“They weren’t cooked by me :/”
“But Austria is a very good cook-”
She also never washes herself because the bathtub is always dirty.
“Yeah, I’m suddenly not hungry anymore…”
“SNEAK ATTACK!”
“What I would give to be somewhere else right now…”
“And now that my work here is done, I’m off to do unspeakable things to Austria! Mwah mwah mwah-“
“Mwah, mwah.. oh crap, she’s here.”
And yet somehow they’re friends.
*sigh* Old habits die hard, eh?
Meanwhile Belarus just stands upstairs, bobbing her head along to the music. Which nobody was playing.
Sometimes Belarus scares me.
On a less disturbing note, China fancies China.
And he's not the only one. Quite frankly, Prussia of all nations being attracted to himself surprises me least.
Except the other Prussia's already taken, sorry.
Oh, this is so in character. I'm touched.
This, however, isn't.
"They're boring and in the way :/"
I know, it's making me annoyed too.
On the other hand, Japan at least has the decency to clean up after himself, something nobody else in this household ever does.
"...and you stink worse than a pile of trash!"
"Well, you use insults worthy of a kindergartener!"
Belarus attempts to ease the tension by providing a diversion. Austria feels right at home.
Of course, distracting Prussia only makes him latch onto Belarus instead.
Why is it only the Asian nations who ever do anything to keep the house clean?
"I am deeply offended by your attempt at PDA, if you want to know."
"And I am deeply unimpressed with the same."
"Oh come on, guys, gimme a break!"
Here's your break!
"Dirty AND broken! Austria's never using that again, is she?"
I wouldn't put it past her.
Meanwhile, China and Japan bond over the latest gossip.
"The other China got married to France."
"Pull the other one, it's got bells on."
"I'm serious! He did!"
Story Progression's odd choice of pairings will never cease to amuse me.
This looks more like something Holy Roman Empire would paint, but yay, Italy, way to go!
"Oh no, the TV's broken! I wonder who could have done such a horrible thing!"
*sigh*
Hey, look who's jogging past! It's America!
"I'm Canada..."
Whatever.
The toilet is blocking Japan's way... to the floor, I think, so he passes out while standing. With his eyes open.
Don't ever do that again.
I've solved the mystery of all the unwashed dishes they keep piling up on the dining table. Belarus, there's a sink right next to you!
"But I want to use the dishwasher, it's more fun that way!"
Ugh.
"Oops, I was aiming for the bathtub over here..."
*facepalm*
Yay! Only took you six days! We can expect another promotion in about two weeks or so!
To celebrate (and get everybody rid of the stir-crazy moodlets), I decided to break the rules and make Korea take everybody on a short outing.
They headed to the local salon/second-hand shop/whatever the hell else this building is, because it was the closest lot with nations.
For instance, NyoRussia, whose face could use some work.
And NyoEngland! How's that American sprog of yours doing?
"Fine, no thanks for asking."
Of course, just as they were getting along, they discover a trait incompatibility. Apparently, snobs like dear ol' Igiko here can't stand easily impressed sims.
"And she's just told me she's a fortune teller! Filthy low-life scum, the lot of you!"
Tell that to the other England, Igiko.
Oh for goodness' sake!
"It wasn't me, I swear!"
...it actually wasn't. It was China. Huh.
But anyway, the actual reason why this outing was organised (I hoped Korea could do some readings, because there's a requirement titled 'Clientele' in her job menu) didn't quite work out, as the option never even showed up (it's probably because they were all working behind the counters there and apparently you can't do work opportunities with them or something), so everybody was sent home.
"Look, China, I know this is cheating, but I really need to practise my fortune telling skills if I ever want to become a celebrity psychic. Please let me do a reading for you!"
"How about no? Find a way that doesn't break the rules!"
"Please! Pretty please with a cherry on top! For old times' sake, I'm begging you!"
"I said no!"
Rejected, but not dejected, Korea finds another person to harass. One that is less likely to refuse.
"You really shouldn't be listening to her, Italy."
"Shush, I'm working here!"
"Are you sure this will really work? I mean, you don't seem all that exprerienced to me..."
"I told you not to listen to her."
"Excuse mmmmph!"
I thought you were supposed to read her palm.
"Shut up, everyone, I'm a professional, I know what I'm doing!"
Would you like to know Italy's reaction to all this?
Yeah.
So you won't pee in a thing this dirty, but you will cook in one? What the hell is wrong with you?
"By the way, the TV is still broken."
I know. Normally Prussia would be glued to it, but now that he has nothing else to amuse himself with, he goes around picking fights with people.
Austria reacts in the only way she knows.
"You won't be laughing when you find out who's the one standing in my wee right now."
Really, Japan? Really?
OK, so now Austria will never wash herself again either. Thank you, Ukraine, that was very thoughtful of you.
Ooh, that'd be breaking the rules again, but I don't really care. Bring it on!
Nice to see you girls are getting along.
And then, in the middle of their date, this popped up:
Coincidence? NEVER.
Well, that's all I have for today. Cheers!
PRAISE THE LORD OR ANY OTHER DEITY OF YOUR OWN CHOICE
I knew you’d figure it out eventually, Austria, but I’m so proud *sniff*
The rest of the housemates aren’t starting off as well, though.
“Get out of the bed. You’ve had your beauty sleep and I’m about to pass out.”
“I can’t! You’re blocking my way!”
But… there’s plenty of room…
This isn’t much better.
“I'm terribly sorry, but could you please move out of the way?”
“La la la, oh how I wish to have a garden of my own, la la la...”
“Dammit, Ukraine, get out of the bleeding way!”
They sorted it out eventually, although I admit I was kind of hoping for a couple of pass-outs along the way.
China, please do not contrive to be the next Austria and listen to what your bladder is trying to tell you.
“Oopsiedaisies.”
I warned you.
“Eee, sorella, you remembered me! I’m so excited to hear your voice right now! I’ve missed you so much, we haven’t talked in hours!”
That’s right, Romano calls every single day, sometimes more than once.
“My brother never calls :/”
Like you care, Prussia.
"..and in conclusion, your brain is smaller than a turnip seed!"
"Geez, what's his problem?"
Insulting people is the only form of entertainment he's familiar with, or so it would seem.
You never did find that atmosphere book, did you, Italy?
“She’s so cute when she’s angry.”
Of course you didn’t.
“Baby, ditch the jerk and listen to me. I’ll be the silver lining in the storm cloud of your argument.”
“This is very sweet of you, thanks, I guess…”
“You two are weird.”
Weird doesn’t even begin to cover it.
Did you get promoted? Please tell me you got promoted!
“Nope, not me.”
Bugger.
First rule of the asylum: when in doubt, talk about dirty dishes.
“I saw you guys were having a quarrel and I just thought you might use some, ahem, consolation…”
Italy. She sees any two sims engaged in conversation and immediately swoops down on them. She’s about as subtle as a brick to the head.
“I just really, really want to get laid.”
I figured.
“Excuse me, I want to get laid too!”
Not with your sister you don’t.
“There are two servings of salad in the fridge, why are you making another one?”
“They weren’t cooked by me :/”
“But Austria is a very good cook-”
She also never washes herself because the bathtub is always dirty.
“Yeah, I’m suddenly not hungry anymore…”
“SNEAK ATTACK!”
“What I would give to be somewhere else right now…”
“And now that my work here is done, I’m off to do unspeakable things to Austria! Mwah mwah mwah-“
“Mwah, mwah.. oh crap, she’s here.”
And yet somehow they’re friends.
*sigh* Old habits die hard, eh?
Meanwhile Belarus just stands upstairs, bobbing her head along to the music. Which nobody was playing.
Sometimes Belarus scares me.
On a less disturbing note, China fancies China.
And he's not the only one. Quite frankly, Prussia of all nations being attracted to himself surprises me least.
Except the other Prussia's already taken, sorry.
Oh, this is so in character. I'm touched.
This, however, isn't.
"They're boring and in the way :/"
I know, it's making me annoyed too.
On the other hand, Japan at least has the decency to clean up after himself, something nobody else in this household ever does.
"...and you stink worse than a pile of trash!"
"Well, you use insults worthy of a kindergartener!"
Belarus attempts to ease the tension by providing a diversion. Austria feels right at home.
Of course, distracting Prussia only makes him latch onto Belarus instead.
Why is it only the Asian nations who ever do anything to keep the house clean?
"I am deeply offended by your attempt at PDA, if you want to know."
"And I am deeply unimpressed with the same."
"Oh come on, guys, gimme a break!"
Here's your break!
"Dirty AND broken! Austria's never using that again, is she?"
I wouldn't put it past her.
Meanwhile, China and Japan bond over the latest gossip.
"The other China got married to France."
"Pull the other one, it's got bells on."
"I'm serious! He did!"
Story Progression's odd choice of pairings will never cease to amuse me.
This looks more like something Holy Roman Empire would paint, but yay, Italy, way to go!
"Oh no, the TV's broken! I wonder who could have done such a horrible thing!"
*sigh*
Hey, look who's jogging past! It's America!
"I'm Canada..."
Whatever.
The toilet is blocking Japan's way... to the floor, I think, so he passes out while standing. With his eyes open.
Don't ever do that again.
I've solved the mystery of all the unwashed dishes they keep piling up on the dining table. Belarus, there's a sink right next to you!
"But I want to use the dishwasher, it's more fun that way!"
Ugh.
"Oops, I was aiming for the bathtub over here..."
*facepalm*
Yay! Only took you six days! We can expect another promotion in about two weeks or so!
To celebrate (and get everybody rid of the stir-crazy moodlets), I decided to break the rules and make Korea take everybody on a short outing.
They headed to the local salon/second-hand shop/whatever the hell else this building is, because it was the closest lot with nations.
For instance, NyoRussia, whose face could use some work.
And NyoEngland! How's that American sprog of yours doing?
"Fine, no thanks for asking."
Of course, just as they were getting along, they discover a trait incompatibility. Apparently, snobs like dear ol' Igiko here can't stand easily impressed sims.
"And she's just told me she's a fortune teller! Filthy low-life scum, the lot of you!"
Tell that to the other England, Igiko.
Oh for goodness' sake!
"It wasn't me, I swear!"
...it actually wasn't. It was China. Huh.
But anyway, the actual reason why this outing was organised (I hoped Korea could do some readings, because there's a requirement titled 'Clientele' in her job menu) didn't quite work out, as the option never even showed up (it's probably because they were all working behind the counters there and apparently you can't do work opportunities with them or something), so everybody was sent home.
"Look, China, I know this is cheating, but I really need to practise my fortune telling skills if I ever want to become a celebrity psychic. Please let me do a reading for you!"
"How about no? Find a way that doesn't break the rules!"
"Please! Pretty please with a cherry on top! For old times' sake, I'm begging you!"
"I said no!"
Rejected, but not dejected, Korea finds another person to harass. One that is less likely to refuse.
"You really shouldn't be listening to her, Italy."
"Shush, I'm working here!"
"Are you sure this will really work? I mean, you don't seem all that exprerienced to me..."
"I told you not to listen to her."
"Excuse mmmmph!"
I thought you were supposed to read her palm.
"Shut up, everyone, I'm a professional, I know what I'm doing!"
Would you like to know Italy's reaction to all this?
Yeah.
So you won't pee in a thing this dirty, but you will cook in one? What the hell is wrong with you?
"By the way, the TV is still broken."
I know. Normally Prussia would be glued to it, but now that he has nothing else to amuse himself with, he goes around picking fights with people.
Austria reacts in the only way she knows.
"You won't be laughing when you find out who's the one standing in my wee right now."
Really, Japan? Really?
OK, so now Austria will never wash herself again either. Thank you, Ukraine, that was very thoughtful of you.
Ooh, that'd be breaking the rules again, but I don't really care. Bring it on!
Nice to see you girls are getting along.
And then, in the middle of their date, this popped up:
Coincidence? NEVER.
Well, that's all I have for today. Cheers!