Lucky duck, challenge B!
Oct 27, 2008 3:59:54 GMT
Post by sotc on Oct 27, 2008 3:59:54 GMT
Welcome to Lucky-B, challenge of near disaster!
In a quest for a mate, it is important to have clean teeth…
Yes, even for an internet mate…
Okay, I just like this animation. Scrubscrub!
Here she is skilling to finally get one of her wants. Doesn’t she just look content? Enjoy it while you can, because it doesn’t last.
By the way, even when she’s doing other things. I keep clicking the computer like mad in hopes someone nice shows up on it.
Ahh, the first attempt to find her mate. Mostly, she found people she didn't agree with, people she didn’t like, and teenagers that swore up and down they were College men on the prowl. Nothing she found suited either of us.
Her income got all weedy and the sprinklers broke. So, good Sim herder that I am, I got her up at three in the morning to fix it. Then she went back on the computer before she went back to bed. I’m *totally* not admitting that she almost starved to death because I’m a moron, either.
Yay! We found someone suitable! His name is Taegan Terpsichore and he’s actually in college. Unless pre-made Sims I made ages ago aren’t suitable, in which case, boo! Anyway, thinking him suitable, I had her cue up about a jillion chats with him. The numbers were going up and up and up!
*Body double throws himself on the floor, ripping a shirt off a well muscled chest*
Nooooooooo!
Whew. Glad that’s out of my system. For the moment.
That’s right young lady! You and your blurry self jam that computer with a screwdriver until it behaves. What’s the worst that could happen?
Lucky: I could get so tired that I jam my hand through the computer case *and* the monitor, and my midsection could disappear!
What, you thought there was another worst?
Lucky: I want a new shirt. This is almost as bad as that whole naked thing I had going on before.
Lucky: Is the tree outside on fire again?
Yup.
Lucky: *sigh* Do we care?
Nope.
Okay, so *someone* told Lucky to go do something else while she was cooking breakfast.
She didn’t notice, as she was watering the plants in her mega-cute jammies. The fireman came, and asked her to be more careful.
Lucky: He was cute too. *pouts*
I know. *pouts*
She needed some money, and some nice fall badging. So I let her make potholders. Plus, you know, sooner she can make herself some new clothes so she doesn’t have to steal from guests, the better. While she did all this, I’ll remind you, I was clicking on the computer in hopes that her boy would come back.
Lucky: He didn’t come back.
I know.
Lucky: You’re trying to set me up with someone named Nawwaf Lewis now.
I know. Isn’t it awesome?
Lucky:…
…
Lucky: Yeah, it kind of is.
Sadly, Nawwaf got away too. She had to sleep! It’s not my fault. *grumbles* It was also a week, and we had failed. *sigh*
I sent her on a nature hike, as it was one of her wants.
Lucky: You fail at this on so many levels! Get them away from me! I want a new *shiiiiiiiirt*.
I changed her shirt, at least.
So now what? Another week?
In a quest for a mate, it is important to have clean teeth…
Yes, even for an internet mate…
Okay, I just like this animation. Scrubscrub!
Here she is skilling to finally get one of her wants. Doesn’t she just look content? Enjoy it while you can, because it doesn’t last.
By the way, even when she’s doing other things. I keep clicking the computer like mad in hopes someone nice shows up on it.
Ahh, the first attempt to find her mate. Mostly, she found people she didn't agree with, people she didn’t like, and teenagers that swore up and down they were College men on the prowl. Nothing she found suited either of us.
Her income got all weedy and the sprinklers broke. So, good Sim herder that I am, I got her up at three in the morning to fix it. Then she went back on the computer before she went back to bed. I’m *totally* not admitting that she almost starved to death because I’m a moron, either.
Yay! We found someone suitable! His name is Taegan Terpsichore and he’s actually in college. Unless pre-made Sims I made ages ago aren’t suitable, in which case, boo! Anyway, thinking him suitable, I had her cue up about a jillion chats with him. The numbers were going up and up and up!
*Body double throws himself on the floor, ripping a shirt off a well muscled chest*
Nooooooooo!
Whew. Glad that’s out of my system. For the moment.
That’s right young lady! You and your blurry self jam that computer with a screwdriver until it behaves. What’s the worst that could happen?
Lucky: I could get so tired that I jam my hand through the computer case *and* the monitor, and my midsection could disappear!
What, you thought there was another worst?
Lucky: I want a new shirt. This is almost as bad as that whole naked thing I had going on before.
Lucky: Is the tree outside on fire again?
Yup.
Lucky: *sigh* Do we care?
Nope.
Okay, so *someone* told Lucky to go do something else while she was cooking breakfast.
She didn’t notice, as she was watering the plants in her mega-cute jammies. The fireman came, and asked her to be more careful.
Lucky: He was cute too. *pouts*
I know. *pouts*
She needed some money, and some nice fall badging. So I let her make potholders. Plus, you know, sooner she can make herself some new clothes so she doesn’t have to steal from guests, the better. While she did all this, I’ll remind you, I was clicking on the computer in hopes that her boy would come back.
Lucky: He didn’t come back.
I know.
Lucky: You’re trying to set me up with someone named Nawwaf Lewis now.
I know. Isn’t it awesome?
Lucky:…
…
Lucky: Yeah, it kind of is.
Sadly, Nawwaf got away too. She had to sleep! It’s not my fault. *grumbles* It was also a week, and we had failed. *sigh*
I sent her on a nature hike, as it was one of her wants.
Lucky: You fail at this on so many levels! Get them away from me! I want a new *shiiiiiiiirt*.
I changed her shirt, at least.
So now what? Another week?
