Days 23 and 24

Day 23

ForeverGrey haunts the... refridgerator.
That is just about as macabre as a Bob Saget episode of AFV.

GIIRyudo fixes the shower.
This is also as exciting and entertaining as a Bob Saget episode of AFV.

Obmeisted mourns at FG's grave.

Funny thing about FG's spectral state, is that if he doesn't just pass directly through a wall or isn't leaping into household objects and making them bounce periapatetically for a minute, doors open and close for him.

NOTHING HAPPENED. For about 8 sim-hours, not a fucking thing happened.

Right here is EtchaSketch setting our next milestone, a capped Creativity skill.

To celebrate, I am going to slightly remodel a part of the house.

I pushed the back wall out one length, and that seemed to be sufficient to make a band room up.

The tank's getting filthy.
However, someone clearly restocked it from the last time I saw it.

There are SO many captions for this one... "Oh look, Otik's playing with himself!" That one's too easy and arguably not funny. "Otik works on his logic because he's tired of people saying he's stupid." Fair, but people aren't saying he's stupid. "Otik works on his logic because he's stupid and needs to." Eureka!

Death Toilet the 3rd's swaying, emerald tendrils of fecal and ammoniatic power hold Rathen in thrall. He never stood a chance.

Ripley brought a friend home from school... Prisserella McPink. Look at this girl. You KNOW she goes home to a bookcase with one shelf just dedicated to ponies and unicorns, and has a poster on her wall of at least ONE of the O.C. vapid bimbo males.

Well, she should be safe visiting THIS household of inept homosexuals.

Priss hopped on the piano first thing. Etcha then grabs a guitar and joined in.

Shit actually sounds good! It's kind of a melodic jazz. I don't like jazz much, but this is pretty... heywhat

Before today, if anyone would've told me I'd be witnessing a Hitler-impersonator jamming on an upright electric bass, with an overly talented but underachieving punk-dressed movie projector operator on an old-school Gibson, and some fallback-to-the-50's, most likely the daughter of a crazy religious fundamentalist teenager on piano, I would've punched them in the throat.
Now, I just give up.

I'm just glad at this point I bought the gear.

"Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve?! What the hell are they teaching you at this horrible school?"
Duey helps Ripley with homework in her usual favorite spot, and they become best friends from there on out.

Otik competes with a rancid chili bowl to see who stinks the most. Just look at that 1,000 mile stare!

What in the fuck is this shit? Looks like a weed growing a poppy bulb. Did I unknowingly install a Sim-front lawn expansion or something?
I hope it's poppy. The house turning into an opium den would rule.

GIIRyudo was making a salad and then...

...this faggot pops out of the formica at him.
Managed to scare me a little for that matter.
I checked; sadly there's no 'urinate on grave' option. I wanted it real badly at this point.

ObMeiste takes a bath in either Hi-C Ecto-Cooler, or textures are just fucking up grandly.
I needed some motivation to check for a new driver revision anyways.

Otik chats online. Let's see if he's predator or prey...

Prey.

It's midnight...

And Esco's pathetic little ghost is in the garage, thinking about bathing the family in blood apparently.


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	Day 23 ForeverGrey haunts the... refridgerator. That is just about as macabre as a Bob Saget episode of AFV. GIIRyudo fixes the shower. This is also as exciting and entertaining as a Bob Saget episode of AFV. Obmeisted mourns at FG's grave. Funny thing about FG's spectral state, is that if he doesn't just pass directly through a wall or isn't leaping into household objects and making them bounce periapatetically for a minute, doors open and close for him. NOTHING HAPPENED. For about 8 sim-hours, not a fucking thing happened. Right here is EtchaSketch setting our next milestone, a capped Creativity skill. To celebrate, I am going to slightly remodel a part of the house. I pushed the back wall out one length, and that seemed to be sufficient to make a band room up. The tank's getting filthy. However, someone clearly restocked it from the last time I saw it. There are SO many captions for this one... "Oh look, Otik's playing with himself!" That one's too easy and arguably not funny. "Otik works on his logic because he's tired of people saying he's stupid." Fair, but people aren't saying he's stupid. "Otik works on his logic because he's stupid and needs to." Eureka! Death Toilet the 3rd's swaying, emerald tendrils of fecal and ammoniatic power hold Rathen in thrall. He never stood a chance. Ripley brought a friend home from school... Prisserella McPink. Look at this girl. You KNOW she goes home to a bookcase with one shelf just dedicated to ponies and unicorns, and has a poster on her wall of at least ONE of the O.C. vapid bimbo males. Well, she should be safe visiting THIS household of inept homosexuals. Priss hopped on the piano first thing. Etcha then grabs a guitar and joined in. Shit actually sounds good! It's kind of a melodic jazz. I don't like jazz much, but this is pretty... heywhat Before today, if anyone would've told me I'd be witnessing a Hitler-impersonator jamming on an upright electric bass, with an overly talented but underachieving punk-dressed movie projector operator on an old-school Gibson, and some fallback-to-the-50's, most likely the daughter of a crazy religious fundamentalist teenager on piano, I would've punched them in the throat. Now, I just give up. I'm just glad at this point I bought the gear. "Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve?! What the hell are they teaching you at this horrible school?" Duey helps Ripley with homework in her usual favorite spot, and they become best friends from there on out. Otik competes with a rancid chili bowl to see who stinks the most. Just look at that 1,000 mile stare! What in the fuck is this shit? Looks like a weed growing a poppy bulb. Did I unknowingly install a Sim-front lawn expansion or something? I hope it's poppy. The house turning into an opium den would rule. GIIRyudo was making a salad and then... ...this faggot pops out of the formica at him. Managed to scare me a little for that matter. I checked; sadly there's no 'urinate on grave' option. I wanted it real badly at this point. ObMeiste takes a bath in either Hi-C Ecto-Cooler, or textures are just fucking up grandly. I needed some motivation to check for a new driver revision anyways. Otik chats online. Let's see if he's predator or prey... Prey. It's midnight... And Esco's pathetic little ghost is in the garage, thinking about bathing the family in blood apparently.	Day 24 YO HO HO IT'S THE BUTT PIRATE LIFE FOR ME Nope, sorry. Zuul's not in there. Remember how Ripley started this two days ago? She had jabbed it like three times with a screwdriver and gave up. Duey finally finishes the job. Both of the homos are fixing the place up. All this picture needs is a Discovery channel watermark in the bottom right corner and it could be any number of their design shows. What in the blue fuck Talk about the brood parasite not falling too far from the alien invading fleet. Not worth screenshotting but worth mentioning- four hours later Otik is still chatting with Apple Juice. What the fuck do you suppose this thing was? Rathen's been going from instrument to instrument, performing 'country', but it never really sounds much like country. Thank fuck. Here, is Esco literally scaring the piss out of Duey. (Bigger) Sure, we've got yet another spongebather, but let me point out the three abandoned half-finished meals sitting out. Death Toilet the 3rd is looking particularly Lovecraftian tonight. I only caught the tail end of it, but as ObMeiste was mopping up his boyfriend's piss, Esco then scared the piss out of him. Rathen takes the edge off for Ob by telling him a dirty joke over the puddle of his fear-loosened bowels. Oh, good going. Now, everybody's freaking out, and Otik's creating an obstruction for the fireman. He's got at least a year's worth of playing chess pieces before he un-stupids, it'd appear. (Bigger) The fireman saves the day, and everybody relaxes! Even Rathen and Ripley are thinking, you cannot be fucking serious. The fireman eventually says goodbye, gotta go back to work, and then... He plunks down on the livingroom couch and watches the cooking channel. Otik, meanwhile, went to bed. Rathen spongebathes while standing on God only knows whose piss from the last ghost attack, and Death Toilet the 3rd stares on menacingly. "First, I will SHACKLE HUMANITY TO THE DRAINPIPE THAT IS MY OPPRESSIVE BUT UNCHALLENGED DOMINION and wi... I mean it sure is nice weather for the conquest of a lesser speci... that is to say my goodness that fire was very scary." I frequently get asked in my private messages, HEY WHERE'S THE FUCKING UPDATE YOU PRI I mean, people say that EtchaSketch is their favorite character and they are sad he isn't featured more often. So, let's see what he's up to... Here he is, paying the bills. I can not help it if he's a fat sack of tendency-contradicting boring, most the time. Don't worry. I've got plans for his anus, come the Sims Bordello: Etcha in the Barrel expansion. This is the view that would greet any creepy peeping Tom in this neighborhood. I think it would be enough to make Lecter move. Figures. ObMeiste gets home from work and passes out by the car. Poor creature. Etcha farts and blames Ripley. That's fucking awesome. He then clouts her with a waterballoon. Ripley cleans the pancakes off the stove she torched about eight hours ago and throws them out. They are fucking foul looking. Oh oh... But, she manages to get through it okay. This figures. Making this room was the best idea I had yet. FYI, Ripley really sucks and is ruining the session but its making me laugh. And we finish the update, tonight, with GIIRyudo in peaceful repose.

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