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ink_sec_sims) wrote2012-03-09 06:04 pm
ink_sec_sims) wrote2012-03-09 06:04 pm
Turret Family, Monday, Week 2
Our little trio actually provided me with a pretty healthy update today? Why don't we dive right in and see how they're doing?
What the -- Wheatley? Why do you have a Thinking Cap stuck to you?
Wheatley: You said they make you smarter! N-not that I would need one, what with my dizzying intellect--
That's not how you use it, Wheatley. Here, give me it. . .
After I get the Thinking Cap off Wheatley's hand, I send him to have some fun with his microphone while Gary tries out the new pinball machine.
Steve, however, has other plans.
Steve: Hey, Natasha! You want to go out this morning?
Natasha Una: Community lot or your place?
Steve: Community -- wait did you just say yes
Steve: SHE SAID YES WHAT DO I DO
Put some clothes on, for one thing. You can't go out in your pajamas!
Steve: Right right clothes I'm going out with a giiirllll
After procuring clothes, Steve decides to take Natasha to McGee's Diner of Doom. I'm fairly certain this is where they met in the first place, so it's appropriate.
Perfect first date activity -- standing in the middle of the road playing red hands.
Steve: And then, he ended up in jail!
I don't want to know the rest, do I?
Natasha: Kissing? Hehe, I'm not opposed. . .
Natasha: And I do love a man who knows how to cook.
Steve: *thinking* Must get all the promotions in my job ever.
Rock Paper Scissors doesn't seem to be doing much for your romantic life, Steve. And I see you eying him the background, Charlatan!
Unsavory Charlatan: I'm just standing here! It's a free country!
Anyway, Steve gets on Natasha's good side again with a backrub.
Steve: *thinking* This date is going great! I'm sweeping her off her feet! Gary's going to be so jealous. . .
Natasha obviously knows the best way to keep Steve's attention on her instead of his food.
Awww, how cute! What do you think, Steve? Potential girlfriend material?
Steve: Yeah, that -- that would be awesome.
:)
We interrupt this date to show you the Unsavory Charlatan in action!
What, I've never seen him fleece anybody before. Besides, Steve's in the bathroom and Natasha's waiting for --
WHOA. WHAT.
Why the fuck are you slow dancing with Victor Aspir?! I remember vaguely playing you once, but I don't remember setting you up with Victor Aspir! And you're on a date with another guy, remember?!
Steve: Hey, Na-tash. . .
Oh Steve. . .
Steve: ON WHAT PLANET IS IT ACCEPTABLE TO SLOW DANCE WITH A GUY WHILE YOU'RE ON A DATE WITH SOMEONE ELSE?!
Natasha: WILL YOU CHILL, IT WAS ONLY A DANCE --
Steve: YOU KISSED HIM! I SAW CRUSH HEARTS! Screw it, this date is over.
Natasha: *crush hearts* We had a Great date, Steve! Want to ask me out again sometime?
Steve: BURN IN HELL.
Will you look at that, the weather's changed to reflect Steve's new mood! Great timing, Tosha the Atrociously Evil Witch!
Steve has a want to meet someone new (don't blame him), so I go ahead and introduce him to Tosh. Hell, maybe she'll be useful for future revenge purposes.
Steve: She's pretty hot, actually. Maybe I should ask her out?
The Head Evil Witch?! You might want to get to know her first.
So he does. Despite what the picture suggests, though, it doesn't go all that well.
Defeated, Steve calls the taxi for home, his mood as gloomy as the sky.
Gary: Hey, Steve! How'd the date--
Steve: I don't want to talk about it. Let me concentrate on this engine.
Well, if nothing else, the car's coming along nicely.
Yeah, you and your rose can screw off, Natasha. (I mean that too -- I actually deleted the rose. I'd rather have the free 15 simoleons, even if the date technically was Great.)
Wheatley, meanwhile, still isn't sick of his microphone.
Wheatley: Thank you very much! And now, I will regale you all with "Want You Gone!"
Steve heads to work, and Gary and Wheatley have dinner.
Gary: I hope Steve gets a promotion. I think he needs something to take his mind off that failed date.
Wheatley: Wasn't she attracted to cooking?
Gary: Damn it.
Wheatley: Oh! This is how you use it!
That's right, Wheatley! It's a hat! And just a hat.
Wheatley: I feel fantastic with this thing on! It's like opening a treasure chest full of knowledge!
Make good use of it, bud.
Wheatley: And this is where it goes when you're done with it?
Yup.
Wheatley: Did we have one of these before up here?
. . .No. Okay, maybe the Cap getting stuck to you was my bad.
After all that thinking, Wheatley could use a little break.
Wheatley: WHEE LEAVES
Wheatley: Steve, no matter what happens in your love life, you can always count on your friends to help you.
Steve: Thanks, Wheats. Did I tell you I got a promotion?
Wheatley: Is that good or bad? 'Cause I know--
Steve: Good. . .but if anyone asks me to cook any grilled cheese sandwiches, they can go jump in the lake.
(That needs context -- Natasha's a Grilled Cheese Sim)
And so we end with me realizing Gary's been sorely underrepresented in this update, so here's a picture of him painting a flower.
Gary: Hey, not all of us have major sources of drama in our lives.
Exciting, no? Okay, next cycle begins with EMMETT BROWN, TECHNO-WARLOCK! He's almost out of college -- I can hear you University-haters getting excited. :p Bear with me just a bit longer. Until then, toodles!
What the -- Wheatley? Why do you have a Thinking Cap stuck to you?
Wheatley: You said they make you smarter! N-not that I would need one, what with my dizzying intellect--
That's not how you use it, Wheatley. Here, give me it. . .
After I get the Thinking Cap off Wheatley's hand, I send him to have some fun with his microphone while Gary tries out the new pinball machine.
Steve, however, has other plans.
Steve: Hey, Natasha! You want to go out this morning?
Natasha Una: Community lot or your place?
Steve: Community -- wait did you just say yes
Steve: SHE SAID YES WHAT DO I DO
Put some clothes on, for one thing. You can't go out in your pajamas!
Steve: Right right clothes I'm going out with a giiirllll
After procuring clothes, Steve decides to take Natasha to McGee's Diner of Doom. I'm fairly certain this is where they met in the first place, so it's appropriate.
Perfect first date activity -- standing in the middle of the road playing red hands.
Steve: And then, he ended up in jail!
I don't want to know the rest, do I?
Natasha: Kissing? Hehe, I'm not opposed. . .
Natasha: And I do love a man who knows how to cook.
Steve: *thinking* Must get all the promotions in my job ever.
Rock Paper Scissors doesn't seem to be doing much for your romantic life, Steve. And I see you eying him the background, Charlatan!
Unsavory Charlatan: I'm just standing here! It's a free country!
Anyway, Steve gets on Natasha's good side again with a backrub.
Steve: *thinking* This date is going great! I'm sweeping her off her feet! Gary's going to be so jealous. . .
Natasha obviously knows the best way to keep Steve's attention on her instead of his food.
Awww, how cute! What do you think, Steve? Potential girlfriend material?
Steve: Yeah, that -- that would be awesome.
:)
We interrupt this date to show you the Unsavory Charlatan in action!
What, I've never seen him fleece anybody before. Besides, Steve's in the bathroom and Natasha's waiting for --
WHOA. WHAT.
Why the fuck are you slow dancing with Victor Aspir?! I remember vaguely playing you once, but I don't remember setting you up with Victor Aspir! And you're on a date with another guy, remember?!
Steve: Hey, Na-tash. . .
Oh Steve. . .
Steve: ON WHAT PLANET IS IT ACCEPTABLE TO SLOW DANCE WITH A GUY WHILE YOU'RE ON A DATE WITH SOMEONE ELSE?!
Natasha: WILL YOU CHILL, IT WAS ONLY A DANCE --
Steve: YOU KISSED HIM! I SAW CRUSH HEARTS! Screw it, this date is over.
Natasha: *crush hearts* We had a Great date, Steve! Want to ask me out again sometime?
Steve: BURN IN HELL.
Will you look at that, the weather's changed to reflect Steve's new mood! Great timing, Tosha the Atrociously Evil Witch!
Steve has a want to meet someone new (don't blame him), so I go ahead and introduce him to Tosh. Hell, maybe she'll be useful for future revenge purposes.
Steve: She's pretty hot, actually. Maybe I should ask her out?
The Head Evil Witch?! You might want to get to know her first.
So he does. Despite what the picture suggests, though, it doesn't go all that well.
Defeated, Steve calls the taxi for home, his mood as gloomy as the sky.
Gary: Hey, Steve! How'd the date--
Steve: I don't want to talk about it. Let me concentrate on this engine.
Well, if nothing else, the car's coming along nicely.
Yeah, you and your rose can screw off, Natasha. (I mean that too -- I actually deleted the rose. I'd rather have the free 15 simoleons, even if the date technically was Great.)
Wheatley, meanwhile, still isn't sick of his microphone.
Wheatley: Thank you very much! And now, I will regale you all with "Want You Gone!"
Steve heads to work, and Gary and Wheatley have dinner.
Gary: I hope Steve gets a promotion. I think he needs something to take his mind off that failed date.
Wheatley: Wasn't she attracted to cooking?
Gary: Damn it.
Wheatley: Oh! This is how you use it!
That's right, Wheatley! It's a hat! And just a hat.
Wheatley: I feel fantastic with this thing on! It's like opening a treasure chest full of knowledge!
Make good use of it, bud.
Wheatley: And this is where it goes when you're done with it?
Yup.
Wheatley: Did we have one of these before up here?
. . .No. Okay, maybe the Cap getting stuck to you was my bad.
After all that thinking, Wheatley could use a little break.
Wheatley: WHEE LEAVES
Wheatley: Steve, no matter what happens in your love life, you can always count on your friends to help you.
Steve: Thanks, Wheats. Did I tell you I got a promotion?
Wheatley: Is that good or bad? 'Cause I know--
Steve: Good. . .but if anyone asks me to cook any grilled cheese sandwiches, they can go jump in the lake.
(That needs context -- Natasha's a Grilled Cheese Sim)
And so we end with me realizing Gary's been sorely underrepresented in this update, so here's a picture of him painting a flower.
Gary: Hey, not all of us have major sources of drama in our lives.
Exciting, no? Okay, next cycle begins with EMMETT BROWN, TECHNO-WARLOCK! He's almost out of college -- I can hear you University-haters getting excited. :p Bear with me just a bit longer. Until then, toodles!