Day 11

Otik decided the best recourse after being kissed was going to sleep. So Nobuu watches the stupidmaker with GIIRyudo.

Nobuu says something about GIIRyudo's tool, and he approves.
Shortly after she got hungry and left.


The propaganda continues.


They must get some horribly clogged pores.

Ripley learned to talk!

Do note Rathen's stoic fountainhead pride.

Everyone is either at work or asleep. So, let's see how the kitchen is.

An unmitigated disaster.


Death Toilet still rules with a moss-covered fist.


I'LL SWALLOW YOUR SOUL I'LL SWALLOW YOUR SOUL DEAD BY DAWN DEAD BY DAWN


Mr. Sloppy makes a bed. What the fuck.

Not really worthy of screenshotting but FG missed the bus and is playing hooky. Dipshit.

DUEY NOOOOO!

Disney's next engagement after 'The Elf and the Alien', will be...

"Hitler and Me!"


Well isn't this just Norman Rockwell. Except for the alien baby. And the Hitler imitator in satin pjs.


Hooky-boy is spending his delinquency... mopping.


ForeverGrey kills the freshly minted Death Pastry, but filth still reigns. We're up to five rotten bottles. Just awesome.


Looks like Etcha worked a little too hard.


This kitchen is going straight to hell.

The women show up.

Rathen has his priorities straight.
Otik however...


I LOVE MY STINKY DADDY!


GAAAY.


Oh, shit. They're in love.


Oh, my Jesus. Marshall Banana shows up. And go figure, he's going straight for the little boy.

I'LL SWALLOW YOUR SOUL I'LL SWALLOW

A little backstory re: Marshall... this guy was the ultimate creepiest fucker on the SA Games forurm for the two or few years before he was permanently banned. I've hated him more than any other perma, due to the pedo bent. He, and others, always tried to pass off the pedo thing as some sort of insincere gimmick, meanwhile never missing an opportunity to be some sort of oozingly subtle apologetic for kiddy diddling, or expressing happy-hard-on-extacy with scantily clad, flat-chested 12 and under looking anime girls in varying games.
He had been banned when on a server that he and one of his irritating cohorts had typically hosted images from, a directory packed full of frighteningly underaged porn was discovered.
At least in this game I can burn, torture and torment him in ways I could only dream he ends up in, in real life.

Rathen: Good priorities.

Otik: GAAAY.

The Looove Boooat... soon we'll be making a lot of...


THERE you go, Otik.

HOLY SHIT



Day 12


Loaded the Nightlife expansion, and I am greeted with a mop brigade and shitting how-to for beginners.


Looks like Rathen nailed her so hard she forgot about clothes.


GREAT the abomination's still here. And still trying to cozy with the boyhole.

Take that fucker!
Hooray! ObMeiste obviously is catching the same vibe about Marshall Banana that I did, as well as anyone with functioning common sense should have.

NO FAT GIRLS! That's YOU!

Aww, the poor baby cries...
ObMeiste proceeded to follow around Marshall Banana for about a few more stabs of the finger to his chest, which was followed by his crying. It was sort of creepy.


Posting another Otik and Nobuu liplock to keep stirring shit in the thread...


WHOAH WHAT THE FUCK
Note Nobuu and Rathen cheering on the house favorite.

KICK HIS ASS SEABASS!

THE VICTOR! (Thank God otherwise I would've been fucking ashamed. What kind of combat pirate would he be if he loses to a kiddytouching animu subhumanoid?)

Hey what's this now...


Oh Jesus not again...

The poke / cry / poke / cry ritual resumes, and Marisa continues playing lounge music piano in the background. Oddly surreal, Palahniuk moment.

Oh, snap...



Rathen can't take any more so he tells Banana to leave.

OH SNAP



Current scorecard is: Rathen for busting the big cherry, and Otik for goon-on-goon contact.


What a harsh fucking critic. Piano man there spent a sim hour just heckling and berating her playing.


Nobuu enjoys a post-coital pop tart in her underwear. Just about every passing male wolf-whistled at her.

Ok. I have installed Nightlife. The family has accumulated 11,000 dollars. TIME FOR A CAR.

Since ObMeiste has the highest paying job and is most likely to get paid more sooner, he gets the keys.

Hmm. Still about 7 grand left over... what to buy what to buy

Ok this looks like a good fit.


What the hell is with the women getting laid then playing piano badly in their underwear?


Rathen was the first to take the coffin for a spin.


And Etcha was the first to take the car.
Note the smock. I think he works at Starbucks or something.


Rathen is told to get out. What for

Oh. I see.
Like a pair of god damn rabbits, those two.


Otik get control of your girlfriend she's all wandering the house in underwear and eating our snacks and you don't have a fucking job you should do something to chip in and


It's not quite goose-stepping but a baby has to start somewhere.


I just love posting this shit. FG's real life counterpart gets so irritable with success and decent behavior.

Eventually Nobuu took off, but she put clothes on instead of wandering into the street in her undies. Oh, well.

What the fuck is this.

On the upside, he was promoted to record store clerk.


He is actually having FUN doing this...
NERD.

Kitchen status:

System Normal. All Fucked Up.

Oh, holy shit.

FG got bigger.
I was presented with four choices: an aspiration, two turn ons, and a turn off. Popularity seems FG's bent as it seems his picture winds up in damn near every GBS 'post a picture' thread. I figured fitness and redheads were turn ons... they have to be if he's hetero. And for turn offs, 'vampirism' was in there. Nobody likes goths, after all.


You must be fucking kidding me.


More irony.
ObMeiste brings Ripley to a birthday cake and uh. Yeah, happy facehugger day or something.


Ho-lee shit. She morphed.
Well, in light of the nose conversations earlier in the thread...
Our little 'snowflake' here isn't half bad looking. Too bad she looks like some sort of gangrenous undead Japanese child with her eyes filled in with pen ink.


Regardless of that, seeing her with that big smile and that large chunk of cake is just adorable really.


Well. Doesn't that just get the 'Wayne's World' theme music pumping in your head.

It's midnight and look who's back...

DEATH TOILET! YAAAY!
For some reason looking at that shot I have 'It Ain't Easy Bein' Green' stuck in my head now.