Turret Family, Saturday, Week 1
Jun. 12th, 2011 03:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ink_sec_simsLast update of the current cycle! And -- it's rather boring, I won't lie. The boys didn't do much, I'm afraid. Next cycle, I am DEFINITELY getting people out of the house. (Of course, when I start the next cycle depends on when I finish Alice and BTTF: The Game Episode 5, so. . . .)
We open on the boys doing household chores. Gripping.
Gary: You know, we've been here nearly a week? We really gotta meet some new people, Steve. Particularly some girls.
I agree, Gary. You people need more excitement in your lives.
While Gary gets himself cleaned up before work, Steve reads the Gaming magazine.
Steve: *thinking* Huh. Didn't know there was a scholarship for shooting pool. Where do you have to apply, Gambler's U?
Steve: *thinking* Duke Nukem Forever's actually out?! No way! And -- oh, great, everybody's giving it lousy reviews. You just don't understand the Duke!
Time for work! Steve and Gary have the exact same hours this shift, so they're sharing a carpool.
Steve: Come on, Gar, put some effort into it!
Gary: I'm coming, I'm coming. I can't believe you're this excited about waiting tables.
Steve: I'm a HOST; I just seat the bastards.
For some reason, their ride home is much nicer than their ride in. Then again, Gary DID get a promotion, so. . . .
Steve gets his game on and practices Logic so he can move further up the chain of cuisine.
Gary: Promotions are totally awesome!
You see? Work's not so bad.
Gary: When you're not working for an insane supercomputer and get to play video games all day, yeah.
Steve grabs a bite to eat while Gary does his share of studying with the lightbulb hat. On a related note, WILL THE RAIN STOP ALREADY IN MY SIMS GAMES?! I SEE ENOUGH OF IT OUTSIDE! (Sorry, the weather's been icky here for a while.)
I decide to take Gary's comment about meeting women to heart and have Steve call up Natasha Una. They've got two bolts and she's not married (unlike Nell Van Dort -- both boys are attracted to her. Really, guys?). No harm in trying, right? Just don't do anything stupid, Steve.
Steve: So, uh, how's the weather? It's cloudy and rainy here. This is appropriate small-talk, right?
Steve: The theater? Yeah, I know about the theater! I'm cultured! I'm cultured out the wazoo!
*notes his hand gesture* Sure you are, Steve.
Steve: Oh yeah, meeting all the people here has been great, you wouldn't believe the company we had back at our old place. . .
Gary: Is he ever getting off the phone?
Hey, don't begrudge him finally getting Natasha to sort-of like him. I think this is sorta cute.
He does eventually get off the phone and joins Gary in some painterly fun.
Which is promptly interrupted by Nell Van Dort calling.
Gary: *big exaggerated yawn* Yeah, I'd love to stay and chat, Nell, but I was just heading to bed. . . .
(He's a big old liar -- while Steve heads to bed shortly thereafter, he stays up for a while getting a Creativity skill point. Still, when the alternative is listening to Nell prattle on. . .)
And that's it for them. Since I was worried I didn't have enough pictures for the boys, I went ahead and did a small remodeling project to fill this update out a bit more:
Hey, remember this place? This is where I killed a man! Now I've gone ahead and remodeled the place a bit to give it a more homey feel. Uh, except for the kitchen, obviously (I can't move those ash piles normally, and I didn't feel like using move_objects_on).
The kitchen may still be a place of doom and destruction, but the rest of the place looks nice, right? Reasonably priced for $11,000 and change for the single sim.
Poor John Lorean81, cut down in the prime of his life. Still, on the plus side, one can grow tomatoes over his decaying corpse! Seriously, those are fully-plantable garden plots. (Management does not take responsibility if the ghost objects to this and ruins your crops.)
And that's that! Tune in next time (whenever that is) when we get back to EMMETT BROWN, TECHNO-WARLOCK and interesting shit starts happening again.
We open on the boys doing household chores. Gripping.
Gary: You know, we've been here nearly a week? We really gotta meet some new people, Steve. Particularly some girls.
I agree, Gary. You people need more excitement in your lives.
While Gary gets himself cleaned up before work, Steve reads the Gaming magazine.
Steve: *thinking* Huh. Didn't know there was a scholarship for shooting pool. Where do you have to apply, Gambler's U?
Steve: *thinking* Duke Nukem Forever's actually out?! No way! And -- oh, great, everybody's giving it lousy reviews. You just don't understand the Duke!
Time for work! Steve and Gary have the exact same hours this shift, so they're sharing a carpool.
Steve: Come on, Gar, put some effort into it!
Gary: I'm coming, I'm coming. I can't believe you're this excited about waiting tables.
Steve: I'm a HOST; I just seat the bastards.
For some reason, their ride home is much nicer than their ride in. Then again, Gary DID get a promotion, so. . . .
Steve gets his game on and practices Logic so he can move further up the chain of cuisine.
Gary: Promotions are totally awesome!
You see? Work's not so bad.
Gary: When you're not working for an insane supercomputer and get to play video games all day, yeah.
Steve grabs a bite to eat while Gary does his share of studying with the lightbulb hat. On a related note, WILL THE RAIN STOP ALREADY IN MY SIMS GAMES?! I SEE ENOUGH OF IT OUTSIDE! (Sorry, the weather's been icky here for a while.)
I decide to take Gary's comment about meeting women to heart and have Steve call up Natasha Una. They've got two bolts and she's not married (unlike Nell Van Dort -- both boys are attracted to her. Really, guys?). No harm in trying, right? Just don't do anything stupid, Steve.
Steve: So, uh, how's the weather? It's cloudy and rainy here. This is appropriate small-talk, right?
Steve: The theater? Yeah, I know about the theater! I'm cultured! I'm cultured out the wazoo!
*notes his hand gesture* Sure you are, Steve.
Steve: Oh yeah, meeting all the people here has been great, you wouldn't believe the company we had back at our old place. . .
Gary: Is he ever getting off the phone?
Hey, don't begrudge him finally getting Natasha to sort-of like him. I think this is sorta cute.
He does eventually get off the phone and joins Gary in some painterly fun.
Which is promptly interrupted by Nell Van Dort calling.
Gary: *big exaggerated yawn* Yeah, I'd love to stay and chat, Nell, but I was just heading to bed. . . .
(He's a big old liar -- while Steve heads to bed shortly thereafter, he stays up for a while getting a Creativity skill point. Still, when the alternative is listening to Nell prattle on. . .)
And that's it for them. Since I was worried I didn't have enough pictures for the boys, I went ahead and did a small remodeling project to fill this update out a bit more:
Hey, remember this place? This is where I killed a man! Now I've gone ahead and remodeled the place a bit to give it a more homey feel. Uh, except for the kitchen, obviously (I can't move those ash piles normally, and I didn't feel like using move_objects_on).
The kitchen may still be a place of doom and destruction, but the rest of the place looks nice, right? Reasonably priced for $11,000 and change for the single sim.
Poor John Lorean81, cut down in the prime of his life. Still, on the plus side, one can grow tomatoes over his decaying corpse! Seriously, those are fully-plantable garden plots. (Management does not take responsibility if the ghost objects to this and ruins your crops.)
And that's that! Tune in next time (whenever that is) when we get back to EMMETT BROWN, TECHNO-WARLOCK and interesting shit starts happening again.
