Turret Family, Wednesday, Week 2
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ink_sec_simsAnd so we at last come to the end of another cycle! Let's see what the "family of characters from a game I've never even played" has in store for us!
Wheatley, you must be the only Sim I have who is truly justified in making speeches about making speeches.
Wheatley: Er -- thanks?
Steve: Feast on my chocolate banana pancakes, minions!
Gary: Steve, please don't turn into a cooking-based supervillian. It would just be too pathetic.
Wheatley: OM NOM NOM
Gary: Wheatley, don't encourage him either.
Wheatley: Steve's fart amuses me enough to forget the stupid outfit I'm wearing!
Don't worry, I don't think you'll have to wear it for long. Promotions are easier than they look in this game.
Wheatley: Great! That'll show Her for sure!
I'm. . .sure it will.
Gary, you are in danger of being dubbed "The Boring One."
Gary: Hey, YOU'RE the one who wants all her Sims to earn skills 24/7. Besides, maybe this will help us finish off that car already.
Gary: . . .Is there snow on my thinking cap?
Apparently. Also snow on every other part of you because you're outside IN YOUR PJS.
That extra mechanical skill helping you with the engine?
Gary: *whacks wrench into delicate components*
I would say no then.
Steve: Okay, I just got promoted to Sous Chef. Why the hell did we have to take Wheatley's ride home?
Got me. Wheatley got promoted too, to Teacher's Aide! Told you they were easy, Wheaters!
Wheatley: . . . Wheaters?
Shut up.
Steve: Yeah, sure, make the guy who just made $5,000 pay the bills.
Oh shaddup, there's also a coupon for you for a free meal at a restaurant.
Steve: Oh great, a reminder about my failed date!
GET OVER IT
Wheatley: AH! OH GOD! FIRE IN THE HOLE! I'M SORRY! SOMEONE CALL AN EMERGENCY TECHNICIAN!
. . .I think I'll be keeping you away from the car from now on.
Steve: What I've never understood is -- how is watching this old lady catch on fire educational?
It tells you not to catch on fire.
Steve: Yeah, but this is the cooking channel, not the fire safety channel.
They should really have the latter, considering how dumb Sims can be.
Childish paintings from childish people.
Wheatley & Steve: Hey!
I mean that with all possible love!
Steve: HEY LOOK OVER THERE A DISTRACTING THING
Wheatley: WHERE WHERE
*snowballed*
Steve, there are better ways of asking Wheatley to play with you.
Like offering to play Red Hands, and then giggling madly more often than you actually make an attempt to play. (Granted, given the game involves slapping each other's hands, maybe the "giggling madly" approach is best.)
Gary: Hey, Lyndsay! I got promoted today! Gold Farmer! Does that make you like me?
I do hope you're going to tell her "Gold Farmer" means "guy who farms gold in video games."
Gary: Shhh, don't spoil my chances.
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Gary: Oh yeah, I'm the artistic sort. I'm artistic to the CORE.
I think I'll leave you before you fail even more miserably at impressing a girl.
Gary: She's a townie -- I think -- well, anyway, I'm 99% sure she's not a playable. How smart can she be?
Point.
And that's it for now! Next update, EMMETT BROWN, TECHNO-WARLOCK! Next week -- BIRTHDAYS! Yeah, I think every child I have is becoming a teenager. Won't THAT be fun? :D
Wheatley, you must be the only Sim I have who is truly justified in making speeches about making speeches.
Wheatley: Er -- thanks?
Steve: Feast on my chocolate banana pancakes, minions!
Gary: Steve, please don't turn into a cooking-based supervillian. It would just be too pathetic.
Wheatley: OM NOM NOM
Gary: Wheatley, don't encourage him either.
Wheatley: Steve's fart amuses me enough to forget the stupid outfit I'm wearing!
Don't worry, I don't think you'll have to wear it for long. Promotions are easier than they look in this game.
Wheatley: Great! That'll show Her for sure!
I'm. . .sure it will.
Gary, you are in danger of being dubbed "The Boring One."
Gary: Hey, YOU'RE the one who wants all her Sims to earn skills 24/7. Besides, maybe this will help us finish off that car already.
Gary: . . .Is there snow on my thinking cap?
Apparently. Also snow on every other part of you because you're outside IN YOUR PJS.
That extra mechanical skill helping you with the engine?
Gary: *whacks wrench into delicate components*
I would say no then.
Steve: Okay, I just got promoted to Sous Chef. Why the hell did we have to take Wheatley's ride home?
Got me. Wheatley got promoted too, to Teacher's Aide! Told you they were easy, Wheaters!
Wheatley: . . . Wheaters?
Shut up.
Steve: Yeah, sure, make the guy who just made $5,000 pay the bills.
Oh shaddup, there's also a coupon for you for a free meal at a restaurant.
Steve: Oh great, a reminder about my failed date!
GET OVER IT
Wheatley: AH! OH GOD! FIRE IN THE HOLE! I'M SORRY! SOMEONE CALL AN EMERGENCY TECHNICIAN!
. . .I think I'll be keeping you away from the car from now on.
Steve: What I've never understood is -- how is watching this old lady catch on fire educational?
It tells you not to catch on fire.
Steve: Yeah, but this is the cooking channel, not the fire safety channel.
They should really have the latter, considering how dumb Sims can be.
Childish paintings from childish people.
Wheatley & Steve: Hey!
I mean that with all possible love!
Steve: HEY LOOK OVER THERE A DISTRACTING THING
Wheatley: WHERE WHERE
*snowballed*
Steve, there are better ways of asking Wheatley to play with you.
Like offering to play Red Hands, and then giggling madly more often than you actually make an attempt to play. (Granted, given the game involves slapping each other's hands, maybe the "giggling madly" approach is best.)
Gary: Hey, Lyndsay! I got promoted today! Gold Farmer! Does that make you like me?
I do hope you're going to tell her "Gold Farmer" means "guy who farms gold in video games."
Gary: Shhh, don't spoil my chances.
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Gary: Oh yeah, I'm the artistic sort. I'm artistic to the CORE.
I think I'll leave you before you fail even more miserably at impressing a girl.
Gary: She's a townie -- I think -- well, anyway, I'm 99% sure she's not a playable. How smart can she be?
Point.
And that's it for now! Next update, EMMETT BROWN, TECHNO-WARLOCK! Next week -- BIRTHDAYS! Yeah, I think every child I have is becoming a teenager. Won't THAT be fun? :D
