Ch. 2: I Won’t Say I’m in LoveAugust 17, 2009 at 1:54 pm | Posted in Generation 1 | 2 Comments
Welcome baaaack. C:
We last left Alice after she completed her first day as legacy founder, yaaaaaaaay!
Of course, she finished her day by getting chased out of the catacombs by a bear, but with a bang, yeah? (and seriously EA, a bear? Zombies would have been much more realistic. And awesome.)
And now we start the search for a husband!
Alice: “*GAGCOUGH* WHAT?!”
Alice: “But I’m only twelve!”
Get your head out of the rabbit hole, Alice! You’re not in Wonderland anymore, and you certainly aren’t Peter Pan. We’re going to search for a husband.
Alice: “I hate my life.”
Better you than me, babe.
UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH /sigh of frustration
Bills?! On the second day? Money doesn’t grow on trees, you know! (At least, not at the moment.)
Don’t you just love how Alice is in a “Bitch, please.” stance?
Anyways, in other news, the mailman’s name is Wang. How would you like to marry someone with a name like that Alice?
Alice: “If he’s going to put bills in my mailbox on the second fricken day of me living here, then I don’t want to marry him. He can go suck a–“
WELL, what you want means squat, girl. We play by MY rules.
Alice: “Bitch, please.”
The day continued and the search for an ugly husband wasn’t going anywhere. Not because all the sims in Riverview are pretty, but because they all look the f**king same.
And then I saw this guy.
He’s not ugly, just different from the rest of the town. And besides, do you see those CHEEKS? I think they would be a nice asset to the uglifying of Alice’s spawn.
His name is Rainer. I think. Hell, I don’t care. I don’t even remember his last name.
ALICE GET READY TO GET YO’ FLIRT ON.
Alice: “Kill me.”
Oh, come off it, Alice. He really isn’t that bad. You’re lucky that he has a decent body and isn’t horrifyingly obese.
Alice: “You apparently haven’t seen his face.”
Would you rather marry this guy?
Alice: “He’s decent.”
Yeah, he’s also a man-whore. If there are Sims-STD’s out there, he’s bound to have every single one of them. Although I act like I fricken hate your guts, I don’t want you contaminated with filth like that.
Alice: “Should I feel touched?”
DID YOU LET DON LOTHARIO COP A FEEL?
Alice: “I didn’t mean ‘touched’ in that way, dumbass.”
Moving on, after Alice’s first day of work I was able to buy her this cheap piece-of-crap stove.
And Alice managed to successfully burn her first meal.
AND THAT BRINGS AN END TO CHAPTER TWO. :D
Here are some questions to ponder on until next time:
– Will Alice give Rainer a chance to find love?
– Will Don be able to sweet-talk Alice into his pants?
– Will Alice burn down her house with her lack of cooking skills?
– Should I make these longer? Shorter? Keep them the same length? I NEED TO KNOW.
– And what the hell is up with that gravestone Alice stole?
Find out next time, kiddos. C:
Next: Grim Grinning Ghosts