Days 9 and 10

Day 10

Rathen pee-pee dances in front of the shower stall, mere inches from the fucking toilet. This right here was too retardedly irresistable not to screenshot.

Death Toilet still rages.

Duey douched the kitchen again but as you can see, Death Bottle Valley is still in existence.

What do these guys have against touching dirty bottles?

FG plays with fuglybear.

GIIR needs to get better...

Oh shit. Ripley, preparing for the future...

The legacy continues.

Ok, oddly, this is increasing his 'socializing' mood requirement.

Some chick with hair like a Pikmin cosplayer shows up and Otik invites her in.

Then he goes and makes a ham sandwich.
Her name is apparently 'Brandi', who I shall heretoforward call Pikminhead since 'Brandi' is either the name of a porn starlet or the kind of girl you hear about turning to prostitution to support a drug habit that was started to help block out memories of extensive molestation by her father.
Real-life Brandi's reading this thread: I HAVE NO REGRETS.

BEHOLD! DEATHSAGNA!

Pikminhead decides to introduce herself by electrocuting Otik.

Otik is traumatized. You fucking PUSSY.

She follows him outside. Then...

She's fucking ruthless.

Once again Otik pussyfies.

I thought Etcha was receiving the groceries. But no, he's hitting on the deliverygirl.
Etcha took the delivery inside. I think Rathen just tipped her out like a hundred bucks. If I was in this house I'd chop his fucking hands off right then and there.

OH NOOO! DEATHSAGNA!!! Once again I return to a kitchen and miss out on the destruction of Death Toilet's minions.
Fear not, Rotbottle Alley remains.

Alright. FRAPS dropped some frames again, hooray for modern technology. A recap:
- Rathen afterwards hit on the delivery girl.
- Chatting ensued around the grave, grandma's still dead.
- Rathen and Otik become best friends while in the background, Pikminhead plots only more evil against Otik to be sure.
- She must've sensed some competition, because Miranda called for Rathen.
- Totally fucking random, Pikminhead starts crying.
- Then the crazy bitch goes outside and yells at the lawn gnome. Then she went home.
- Nobuu called for Otik. Then she showed up and played the piano. Her buddy, Kilty McFaggot showed up again, but he disappeared shortly after.
- Nobuu hugs Otik.
- Otik makes a pass at Nobuu but was rejected. Nobuu bitched him out hard.
- Random puddles appear throughout the house. WTF. (edit: the puddles were from teh waterballoon assaults.)
- Rathen started teaching Ripley to talk. Must be tough, teaching white power to the prophesized green face eating herald of humanity's destruction.

At that point it was 12am. So I took one last pass through the house before saving and closing out to my inevitable frustration and fury with FRAPS. We shoot back downstairs and

HOLY SHIT (editorial note: the 'holy shit' emphasis here is because in the thread, Nobuu has been freaking out about Otik's character hitting on her. I think she's just flipping out playing a role, but then again she could be crazy.)


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	Day 9 Not so gay. Ob made advances of some sort, but Rathen was all, 'fuck that fag shit you fagging faggot.' NAASTYYY Otik with the diaper change. Maybe it's just me being a dad, but the only thing I actually cared about losing in the house when the Sims data directory got corrupted, was Ripley. ForeverGrey asks EtchaSketch for help with his homework. I think Etcha agreed to it... But it just looks like he decided to bitch about it. All in all you're just another brick in the wall. How can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat?! The Elf and the Alien... I feel a Disney hit feature with tons of obtuse merchandising coming on... This actually sounds GOOD, and I'm not even a Sim. He's banging out some fucking sweet ragtime. Elf hands off alien baby to Hitler lookalike. The surreality reasserts itself. Please note the perfectly empty shower stall to the right, and the abandoned baby in the middle. Sweet dreams, you narcissistic faggots. God damn, the kitchen is utterly foul. Three plates, two bottles and two coffee cups on the floor. And the sloppiest one of them all, in constant defiance of his statistical nature, douches it yet again. GIIRyudo manages to not set the house afire this time, but only by a narrow margin. Death Toilet is still in full effect. Imagine the hell out of that. Ob is proud! And he expresses it by saying, "Woo woo! Ga ga bla!" O-fuckin-kaayy. The phone's for Otik... and guess who! Sandwiches anybody? ObMeiste makes spaghetti for everyone, sets out plates and look at no one come running! Death Sandwich innocently observes. Otik holds Ripley over the Sea of Rotbottles. I missed it! ObMeiste vanquished Death Sandwich :cry: Oh well, the Sea of Rotbottles is strong, yet. HOLY FUCK! Ripley's a toddler! Uh. Happy birthday, cutie? Ugh. Instead of a birthday cake she got some potty training from Rathen. Hooray. Ok, there's something... appropriate about a man in a labcoat carrying around a freaky alien baby girl. So in the interest of science, he tries to shake another alien baby out of her. But no luck. So it's off to baby jail with her. Bonus Treat! To celebrate Death Toilet's endurance, as well as promotion to a proper noun, I made a fast-and-dirty 1024x768 sized wallpaper- Death Toilet This is a .bmp over 2 megs, so it's very much so linked for size. If you are considering bitching about the lack of optimization, then my preemptive response is fuck you optimize it yourself, I have to go to bed now.	Day 10 Rathen pee-pee dances in front of the shower stall, mere inches from the fucking toilet. This right here was too retardedly irresistable not to screenshot. Death Toilet still rages. Duey douched the kitchen again but as you can see, Death Bottle Valley is still in existence. What do these guys have against touching dirty bottles? FG plays with fuglybear. GIIR needs to get better... Oh shit. Ripley, preparing for the future... The legacy continues. Ok, oddly, this is increasing his 'socializing' mood requirement. Some chick with hair like a Pikmin cosplayer shows up and Otik invites her in. Then he goes and makes a ham sandwich. Her name is apparently 'Brandi', who I shall heretoforward call Pikminhead since 'Brandi' is either the name of a porn starlet or the kind of girl you hear about turning to prostitution to support a drug habit that was started to help block out memories of extensive molestation by her father. Real-life Brandi's reading this thread: I HAVE NO REGRETS. BEHOLD! DEATHSAGNA! Pikminhead decides to introduce herself by electrocuting Otik. Otik is traumatized. You fucking PUSSY. She follows him outside. Then... She's fucking ruthless. Once again Otik pussyfies. I thought Etcha was receiving the groceries. But no, he's hitting on the deliverygirl. Etcha took the delivery inside. I think Rathen just tipped her out like a hundred bucks. If I was in this house I'd chop his fucking hands off right then and there. OH NOOO! DEATHSAGNA!!! Once again I return to a kitchen and miss out on the destruction of Death Toilet's minions. Fear not, Rotbottle Alley remains. Alright. FRAPS dropped some frames again, hooray for modern technology. A recap: - Rathen afterwards hit on the delivery girl. - Chatting ensued around the grave, grandma's still dead. - Rathen and Otik become best friends while in the background, Pikminhead plots only more evil against Otik to be sure. - She must've sensed some competition, because Miranda called for Rathen. - Totally fucking random, Pikminhead starts crying. - Then the crazy bitch goes outside and yells at the lawn gnome. Then she went home. - Nobuu called for Otik. Then she showed up and played the piano. Her buddy, Kilty McFaggot showed up again, but he disappeared shortly after. - Nobuu hugs Otik. - Otik makes a pass at Nobuu but was rejected. Nobuu bitched him out hard. - Random puddles appear throughout the house. WTF. (edit: the puddles were from teh waterballoon assaults.) - Rathen started teaching Ripley to talk. Must be tough, teaching white power to the prophesized green face eating herald of humanity's destruction. At that point it was 12am. So I took one last pass through the house before saving and closing out to my inevitable frustration and fury with FRAPS. We shoot back downstairs and HOLY SHIT (editorial note: the 'holy shit' emphasis here is because in the thread, Nobuu has been freaking out about Otik's character hitting on her. I think she's just flipping out playing a role, but then again she could be crazy.)

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