Day 1
Here they are, fresh off the taxi.
I forgot to delete the mailbox. Eh, whatever, the bills will be paid one way or the other.
Welcome to Castle Gayskull. You have the power.
And here's a bird's eye angle. I'll let the Sims do the exploration and revelation of the floorplan.
Let me put it this way. It'd give me a headache right now to do a full tour of a four deck castle filled with questionably thematic shit. I fucked with that house for three hours to get it to a point where I was just content enough to move em in.
Disinclined Plane breaks the seal and voids the warranty. Meanwhile Team Stab notifies Zarrr that ClearlyDeluded is pointing out chilly weather.
God, after the last house it's GOOD to make heterosexual innuendos.
Where the fuck are they going?
What is a toilet I do not know what this is ohhh this is a toilet ok that is cool.
Do you know what is a toilet I came here to see oh that is a toilet ok so you saw it too cool now we know what is a toilet that is cool we shared this experience.
What is a toilet
Hay scary convict looking convenience store robber guy I am dressed like a summer camp counsellor LET ME TICKLE YOU HA HA
Hey guys what is a toilet
Test-O finds the easel in the 2nd story library. This hallmarks the first effort at a skill point.
Between the scowl on ClearlyDeluded's face and the shit-eating grin on Team Stab, I wonder what I had just missed.
This is how Zarrr's going to lose the rest of his hair. And teeth. And frontal lobe mass.
Disinclined Plane and blackguy32 found the pool table, and Test-O gained his first creativity skill point, establishing the first milestone within the first 5 minutes of the game.
This is truly one of the most fucked up moments I think I've witnessed in the history of playing this game. Giant, expensive castle to explore, NOOOO we're going to chill out by the curb and bullshit.
They just need a few 40's.
blackguy32's game got right down to the wire, but DP fucked up his shot, 32 didn't, and now DP's all 'bitch pleeease.'
Oh really
Well if it isn't our old friend the rape-o-scope.
Wehey! It's Osiris and Lilith Romero... and uh... oh my fucking christ. Is that the sim I modelled after my shithead cousin (see the archived thread for backstory on that)? HAHA it is!
Holy crap, he's the one that started sassing, then later beat the shit out of Wench at the bar, too. Man, even his sim can be a dick.
Jerk rings the doorbell again. CD, TS and Zarrr carry on oblivious, and nobody seems interested in getting the door.
DP gets the first meal in, in my best effort to draw a happy medium between modern and medieval.
At about this time, 32 got a logic point from the alien insemination utility, and Test-O got his 3rd creativity point.
Lilith tries the doorbell again but nobody gives a fuck.
HAHAHAHAHA
DP calmly reflects upon the errors that led to this event.
Hooray, fireman!
This got 32 off the telescope, to cavort and freak out like an ineffective retard with DP.
The castle could be burning down. There's a big, honking ass fuckin fire truck in front of them. But these guys just couldn't give a shit and would rather maintain their discussion of homosexual relationships.
The Romeros, and jerk, gave up and left.
Finally, the need to piss comfortably drives them indoors.
Instead of being reasonable and using any one of the four different toilets I scattered around the four-level castle, all three of them NEEDED TO USE THE SAME TOILET. While one was enthroned, the other two would just sit there and hate at the guy that got there first. Incidentally it was Zarrr.
32's not stupid, and fixes a nice, inflammable sandwich.
This is the dining room, one of the rooms I actually felt was finished.
Test-O apparently decided to leave the angry stove alone, too.
There's a horribly racist joke to crack right here I'm sure of it.
Our first sink bath. The house has 2 tubs and two showers. All of which are open.
See that sandwich half-made? That was ClearlyDeluded's. 32 went into pixel mode and she darted the fuck out of there.
I don't know about you but I never get tired of catching a pillowfight just in time for some John Woo quality face belts.
Oh oh. Looks like Team Stab's going to give the oven another go...
I have no idea who the fuck that is but Test-O's already popular I guess, getting phone calls from complete strangers.
Success!
What in the fuck.
Night falls on Castle Gayskull.
Hey, everybody remembers Prof. Fockenvolleyboll.
Looks like that fire that 32 ran all the way down from the telescope to see really stressed him out.
That's also the basement room, where there are 2 coffins to sleep in. DP's already asleep in one.
This right here would be Test-O and Team Stab, intending to sleep in the same coffin. Except Test-O gets there first. This AI's like having a bunch of toddlers around- everyone wants to use what everyone else has.
Crazy and Chimpy leave. I wonder if they're both trying for the same bed.
Isn't she a vision of beauty, seduction, sloth and stinklines.
And, we close on midnight with a historically dangerous temptation of fate...