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February is back! It's been too long since I last updated but I'm so slow at getting posts together, I really can't help it! Hopefully it'll pick up now, I've not played ahead enough that the next post after this is nearly all done in terms of screenshots. And this is a long one. Also, you may notice that I've sorted out my screenshot issue and the now look like they should instead of mysteriously pixelated. Turns out it kept happening when I resized.
ANYWAY, enough about me, and on to February!
Last time February discovered her party animal side and became obsessed with a vampire. Oh, February, whatever will you do next?
Things are work were finally getting better, but only because February had less and less acting to do. Picking up on her talents at drinking and dancing, she was sent 2 da klub to hand out flyers for their upcoming film.
Hyacinth Atkins seemed pleased to have received a flyer but, still...
February just couldn't cope! She cowered on the dancefloor.
February: Oh no, a spotlight!
She eventually left the club, not before doing some funny dance moves that I didn't get a screenshot of unfortunately. Outside, Beau and Richie Striker stood staring at each other as Beau burned in the sun.
Richie: If I stare at him long enough, maybe I can absorb his muscle definition and become even more muscular!
Beau: Pain... overwhelming... Dying... Can't let... Striker... attain... all... muscle definition...
Hang in there Beau!
February: Hi Beau, I was just in the neighbourhood, you know... Hey, what's that smell?
Beau: Oh... it's nothing. Just a smell. Can't there just be a smell, for no reason?
February: Yes, of course! I did mention that you're very spooky, right? Mr... Spooky, even?
Beau was pleased and looked a bit smug.
Beau: You're not so bad yourself.
February: Oh, gosh.
February blushed and looked demure, which she always does when nervous or romantic. And for her, being nervous is terribly romantic.
February came home in a great mood and decided to carve a chair to celebrate.
February: Fuck Yeah Chair!
Whoooo!
The next day was a Saturday, and as February has the weekends off, she decided to run some errands. She came to the concession store frequently and even made a friend. Ebenezer Clavier, who took his job very seriously and wore a tuxedo to work Every. Day. There was never anyone else in the concession store and Ebenezer looked forward to February's visits.
February passed the chair on to him, hoping it would sell. Good luck, February!
Oh, and she picked up a little something for herself. Something she couldn't help but try out right away. In her formal clothes. Because, why not? You never know where you'll end up.
A time machine! Yeah, why not?
February: So... tired... But wearing sexy cave woman outfit...
Yes, a night chewing raw meat under the stars had been hard on her. February decided to take a nap.
Once she woke up, all she cared about was calling Beau.
February: Hi! Enough about me, lets talk about you! You You You! Want to come over so we can talk about how great you are?
Beau did indeed want to come over. And why wouldn't he? He couldn't stop thinking about February himself. (Probably because thinking about February meant thinking about how February couldn't stop talking about him)
Meanwhile, February put on her sexy cavewoman outfit and decided to get properly into character.
February: Technology... scary... Grr...
Surprisingly, Beau and February get on extremely well.
February and Beau: Ohohoho, what a funny joke!
F&B: Hehehehehe
But soon, the giggles turned into hugs. February looked blissful.
Beau is a Capricorn, of course. Seems about right. And yet, this wasn't the admission that dismayed February. It turns out that Beau was in a relationship with Marina Prattle.
Beau: Yeah, I'm with Marina, but it's not a problem! Really1
February: Uhh... I'm not sure about that. Unless you broke up.
Beau: You are brilliant as a diamond! Of course, I'll just break up with Marina. Right now. There, done!
Immediately, through Simagic, February became enemies with Marina Prattle (who she had never met).
February: Oh beau, that's so romantic.
I have actually never seen a sim look as in love as February looks here.
Beau seems... almost as if he was in love too? Maybe he's just putting it on for February's case? Or maybe he actually has feelings?
Suddenly, they hugged again, clinging to each other. Beau looks almost... scared?
Beau: Oh February, I'm so glad I came over...
February: *snort*
No, scratch that. THIS is the most in love I've ever seen a sim look.
They never even left the corridor, just staring into each other's eyes until finally February got up her courage.
February: Hehehe, look away little children.
She leaned in and...
The first kiss! Oh baby baby!
February: I've never felt this way before! I want to hold you in my arms always!
Beau thought it was best to keep his mouth shut.
Her immense ridiculous love for Beau was too much for February, she felt as if she was suffocating, she grabbed her throat! Oh no! This is possibly the most dramatic thing she's done. She also started crying at this moment but I didn't manage to grab a decent screenshot of that.
Finally, they steered themselves into the bedroom.
And rolled around. A lot.
February: This is fun! Lets roll around some more? I love you sooooo much.
Beau: Yeah, rolling, that sounds good, sure.
Beau is such a badass that he doesn't even take his shoes off.
Beau: Yes... Plan is working perfectly... Breathe in my powerful vampire aroma of lust
And yet... Despite Beau's evil tendencies, the fact that he's a vampire, that he was with Marina Prattle just moments ago, his 'master plan'... he seems to actually care for February? Maybe?
February: Baby, lets woohoo.
A good time was had by all (except Marina, who was presumably at home cutting photographs of herself and Beau in half).
February felt like a new woman. She now had a sexy man at her side, they could get busy all day and night from now on.
But first, they had some other business to attend to.
February couldn't stop noticing just how dashing Beau really was and... actually, looking at him like this, he does look pretty good.
February decided to sculpt Beau in ice, preserving him temporarily at least.
Why is Beau posing in the most constipated manner possible?
Tired of making such a serious face for so long, Beau decided to go take a nap.
Somehow, being around Beau brings about an eeeevil side in February! Unexpectedly, she discovered a love of scaring other sims. And so, she crept toward the bedroom.
CREEEEP
But once she saw him deep in his Vampiric Slumber or whatever it's called, she couldn't help joining in.
Awww!
Beau looks surprisingly content! Cute! Meanwhile, February can't help her dreams.
February: Scary like a Yeti... Will scare Beau in the morning... ZZZZ
But before morning came, something else happened.
February: I feel a bit weird, I wonder why?
Oh, oh no!
IT'S PUKE!
Luckily, February recovered quickly and went back to bed.
February: Well, I do feel like rubbish, but that's okay.
But a few hours later, Beau suddenly jumped up out of bed.
With glee, he drank his plasma juice in the kitchen and then... well, then he ran out of the house so quickly using his vampire powers that I didn't even get a picture of it.
February woke up that morning in a very good mood and decided that Beau must have left in such a hurry because of an important work meeting. Obviously. Despite the fact that Beau actually works as an Epitaph Writer. Maybe a celebrity died? Anyway, she hopped in the shower.
But once she got out, she had a sudden sense of foreboding. Something was... wrong.
Trying to quiet her insecurities, she decided to clean the shower.
And as she did, I got this notification.
Here's a close up.
Yeah.
So THAT'S where Beau was running. To his wedding. No wonder he was so willing to break up with Marina Prattle, he had Lilly-Bo Chique on the side too! Lilly-Bo and Beau just sounds sick together.
February whipped out her phone to call Beau but changed her mind at the last moment.
February: He treated me... like rubbish. Trash.
February: Yes, like rubbish...
That thought circled around in her mind, and suddenly she knew what she would do.
She got on her bike and cycled across time, finally arriving at the flat where Beau lived (with Marina, Lilly-Bo, and another chick).
Just in time to see Beau admiring his invisible wedding ring.
She knew what, and who, Beau was thinking about and she had to smile to keep herself from crying.
But at Beau's feet, sat something even more shocking. Abbie Prattle-Merrik.
Beau sped out of his vampire chamber and February followed.
February: Look, I think we need to talk.
Beau: Sorry, no can do, I'm reading a terribly important book you see.
February slinked away as Beau enjoyed the mayhem.
Lilly-Bo: Dooo doo doo, entering the room, thinking about my wedding, la la la~~
Gurl, you have no idea...
With Lilly-Bo in the room, Beau couldn't really ignore February as effectively.
Beau: So, February my platonic pal, here's my whole household. Here's my wife Lilly-Bo who I am completely faithful too, my flatmate Bianca, and my daughter Abbie!
February: Oh, so let me get this straight. You're married now, and oh you also have a daughter! Who's a toddler!
It was painfully awkward and it was becoming obvious that Lilly-Bo knew something was up.
To make things worse, Beau's other ex Marina chose this moment to appear.
Despite being fierce enemies, they get along very well.
Marina: Listen, I totally want to be an actress, that way I can be famous and rich and get even bigger breast implants.
Lilly-Bo was thinking things over.
...but thinking's just too hard and she decided to stare at her ring again. Awww, newly-weds!
Beau cast a look around at his mini-harem, obviously enjoying it.
But February wasn't.
February: You're a horrible person! I can't believe you did this to me! We're over! Obviously!
Beau: Huh? Is this really happening?
February: You said that I was as important to you as its moons were to Saturn, but you lied!
Beau: Hey, Saturn has a whole lot of moons!
February: This is over!
Lilly-Bo caught on and felt betrayed. It was obvious that something had gone on between February and Beau, and recently.
Beau: Come back here! You were supposed to stay on as a side-dish!
But February drew away from him.
She felt like she was staring into an abyss, seeing Beau's aggressive side. It wasn't good. He had been planning this all along...
Beau: Fine, get out then. Get out of my house!
Lilly-Bo didn't even have to forgive Beau, she was making out with him immediately.
But February ran, leaving being Beau, his wife, his ex-girlfriend, and his unexpected child...
She ran to work, followed by a paparazzo.
He stood outside the door, scribbling furiously.
Then came a replacement, who seemed to enjoy her job even more.
Suddenly February ran out of the building, halfway through her shift.
The paparazza smiled. If only this February Stein was more than a one-star celebrity... Then it would surely be the scoop of a lifetime.
See you next time!