Ch. 3: Grim Grinning Ghosts

August 17, 2009 at 6:21 pm | Posted in Generation 1 | 5 Comments

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I’m really bored.

Like, EXTREMELY bored.

SO BORED that I’m writing another chapter even though I already posted one today.

But, whatever. In game I’m already in generation 4, and you kiddies need to catch up.

ON WITH THE INSANITY

Remember this?

Yes. This is the gravestone Alice stole-

Alice: “Borrowed!”

– from the graveyard in chapter 1. Now, I am frequent lurker on the Sims Resource forums, and at the time there was a lot of talk about ghost babies, and I was like, “wtf?” so I did more research on them and came to the conclusion that OMG. AWSUM. I WANT ONE D:

So I placed it on Alice’s lot, but nothing came out that night. :(

Anyways, with a new day comes work. Alice hasn’t really been climbing the corporate ladder. I think she’s only been promoted once.

But then again, it’s only been like 4 sim days, so it really isn’t that bad…

I really shouldn’t have opened by mouth because then this happened:

WHAT THE F**K?!

YOU CAN GET ARRESTED?

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-

Alice: “GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I’MGOINGTODIEEEEEEEEEEEEE”

Alice emerged from the police station that evening with all her stats down to practically nothing. While I wouldn’t mind her dying due to her being a huge pain in the ass, she’s the founder of my legacy and no ugly babies have been born yet. Therefore her dying would be truly pathetic on my part.

Grrrrrrrrrr

So Alice went home and promptly went to bed, but, OF COURSE, on the day where she’s dead on her feet this happens:

SIMS 3 WHY WON’T YOU EVER DO WHAT I WANTTTTTTTTT D: D: D: D: D: D: D:

I forget what his name is. I think it started with a “P”. I keep wanting to call him Paul.

So there.

This is Paul.

Seeing as he is orange, my guess is he died in a fire. And guessing by his “im 2 kool 4 u” pose he is a snob.

Paul: “You’re not worthy of my presence.”

The first thing he did was take a shower.

And then he BROKE said shower.

Goddamn ghost.

Paul: “What? I can’t hear you. It’s too loud in here.”

… Bitch.

The sun came up and he poofed away before I could make Alice give him a stern talking to dammit.

Alice: “How the hell did this happen?!”

Someone broke it, obviously.

Alice: “No need to be a smart-ass.”

There is always a need to be a smart-ass.

Alice: “Bitch.”

WHAT.

Alice: “GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH THE TV’S BROKENNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!1!1!!2”

I swear. Something is always broken in this house. Alice always has to do the fixing because she’s, um, BROKE, but surprisingly she hasn’t been electrocuted/burned/eaten/decapitated yet.

Paul came out again that night.

Oh, and by the way – I just remembered his name. It’s Pete, not Paul, but we’ll keep calling him Paul because I don’t like that name. And I don’t like him.

It fits.

Instead of making Alice reprimand him for breaking her shower the night before, I made her flirt because, well, I’m a greedy bitch and I WANT THAT FRICKEN GHOST BABY. D:

Alice: “So… You come here often?

Paul: “Not really, no. I actually used to live in the graveyard, but then I suddenly popped up here! Strange…”

Alice: “Er, *cough*. Strange indeed.”

No need to point out the awkwardness in this situation, really.

The next day:

WTFFFFFFFFFFFF SON OF A-

GRRRRRRRRR THOSE DAMN POLICE ARE PREVENTING ALICE FROM ACHIEVING HER LIFETIME WISH. I SWEAR I WILL CHOKE THIS BITCH.

It’s kind of ironic, though. At the same time that Alice was arrested this happened:

Angry Townspeople: “booo, Po Po. u suk.

Alice: “If I wasn’t in that hell-hole jail I would have happily joined.”

Wow. Alice and I agree on something.

Alice: “Does this mean you’re proposing a truce?”

NO

Rainer came over that night after Alice was released from jail.

I couldn’t waste anymore time seeing as Alice was aging quicker than I wanted. So they flirted. Became romantic interests. Then boyfriend/girlfriend, and then…

BAM.

Rainer: “OMG.”

Alice: “OMG.”

OMG.

Rainer is an over-emotional perfectionist who loves to party and mooch off of people. He’s a natural cook as well, which will help oodles because his lifetime wish is to become a five-star chef.

Favorites: Indie music, cheesecake, and the color spice brown.

Rainer: “Alice, I am just so happy! I have waited my whole life for this. My family and friends always teased that I would never get a girl because of my excessive clumps of back hair.”

Alice: “Wat.”

AND TIL DEATH DO YOU PART

Next time:

– Will generation 2 finally be born?

– Wth is going to happen will Paul/Pete/Bitch?

– What else are you going to F-up, Kat?

BTW – Is this a good length, or should I make them a little bit longer? I want to satisfy my readers, not bore you to tears. Leave answers in the comments pleeeease. C:

Next: Rumbly In My Tumbly

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  1. I think by the fact that I am commenting FOR THE THIRD TIME (yay!) you haven’t bored me, yet. :D

    You are funny. Yeeaah…

    And shalls I continues? Me thinks so…

  2. I like details. I eat details. NOMNOMNOM.
    Get me a life.

    (I love this.)

  3. This was HILARIOUS!

    • Thank you!

  4. LOL @ Rainer. Back hair.. :P:P


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