Day 16
It's expansion day!
First and foremost, the 'loading neighborhoods' music is far, FAR more pleasant than the fucking 'expensive shit' expansion, which nagged you with some stupid strip mall 'I like to go out and drink until I'm dateraped' women's clothing store bassline garbage.
I wonder if I'm hearing some Sigur Ros influence in there on the Pets lead-in music...
Here is a regular puppy awww
Fuck that shit.
Here is our dog.
Here is a normal kittyFUCK THAT YOU FUCKIN NORMAL KITTY
BEHOLD
GAZE! IMPALE YOUR EYES UPON THAT WHAT SCIENCE HAS WROUGHT
God damn near every expansion, it shits all over my custom content. That's what that wacked out blue shit is. Well, I remembered that I do a little thing called 'backing up the personal settings directory after each update,' and just restored it, so we're actually back in black.
So! Moving along with the long-awaited pets enabled update...
They have arrived.
But... uhh...
What in the fuck is this about?
Soulfucker seems a bit agitated with it. I don't know what the hell's going on either.
Ha that's just funny to read. That's a 'want' for almost all of them.
Soulfucker hauls ass out of there.
Meanwhile, Hotdog Water's all, 'hurrr my asshole's back here I KNOW I SMELL IT'
...nevermind that fucking UFO in the driveway.
ClearlyDefenestrated comes out and 'what in the fuck's at the UFO.
Yep, I can relate here.
Then, she cheers for the away team.
The wonder twins explore.
"Smeared entirely in butter I CAN CLIP THROUGH THIS BOOKCASE EFFORTLESSLY"
FURBALL KOMBAT
DisinclinedPlane discusses consumation expectations with CD.
You know, as much as there is a fountain of smart ass captions worthy of this shot, it was kind of cute watching them caper about like this.
Just so we're clear here, I have it on multiple authorities that sims don't have filling the pet food dish on their venue of random activities. So, I'll be making sure it happens, since I set Hotdog Water to 'stupid', and he'd likely either run off or get picked up by animal control without feeding.
Almost thought his name was 'Fucker'. Since it's not he can go to hell.
YOU HAVE PETS YOU FAGGOTS GO INTERACT WITH THEM
It's like a Final Fantasy mini-boss eating dogfood in a quaint medieval setting.
Look what's contending to be the next pillowfighting.
Zarrr doing yardwork is not extraordinary. But, I am serious he only EVER does it at night.
blackguy32 assassinates (lol 2 asses) Death Toilet yet again...
I take that back. He was just scrubbing a clean toilet... ALL the filth in the house was reset, on the expansion install.
He's been at this for five minutes, he wants to scratch the coffin but he's being blocked by the end table AND GUESS WHAT I HAVE TWO SCRATCHING POSTS ELSEWHERE ON TOP OF THE FACT THAT YOU CAN'T CONTROL PETS, so I feel pretty bad for anyone that is seeing this shit and can't make it stop.
He spontaneously quit it, and started spastically rubbing all over the floor. Well, that nails cat behavior as I know it.
As a further to-wit he went from laying to full sprint, shot through the house to run out to the front yard to apparently do cocaine-somersaults on the front sidewalk.
Finally, some interaction with the family.
I'm amused with how the weirdest looking individuals are the first to interact with the weirdest fucking animals to be seen here.
Then 32 gets into it. Man Soulfucker's one fucked up looking cat.
Fucking cat.
Holy shit I don't think I'm going to sleep well tonight
Zarrr works on Hotdog Water's wood retrieval capabilities.
HEALTHY, THE HI-PRO GLOW!
Fucking lol
God damn you people
There is *so* going to be drama...
OH GOD WHERE IS THE PIXEL SHIELD SOMEONE CONTACT JACKASS THOMPSON
I wonder if 'death cat box' is possible.
Isn't he HANDSOME
Here is Hotdog Water, rolling in his own freshly-spent urine.
JESUS CHRIST
Fucking cat.
Fucking dog.
Seriously I keep expecting Cloud Strife to leap up on the bed and do a dashing super uppercut with some oversized cutlery.
Looks like a PT Barnum sideshow.
Man. I wonder how long this thing's going to stay there.
First came an advisory that Ridley's grades were on the rise, then
Oooo vice squad! Shorting a kilo from the drug locker, redistributing siezed, deserialized weaponry to *favored* gangs and snitches, torrid affairs with strippers, and being a general pain in the ass to their hispanic, politically ambitious chief... good times ahoy!
The mint delinquent contradiction to the impression his clothing lends, prances indoors with an A+ report card.
Oh man I want that notebook.
Ripley calls again for 32.
She always did have a good relationship with the previous house's gays...
Looks like they've become best friends in the course of the phone conversation, too.
Aww they're having a little intimate mome
FUCKING CHRIST
Hotdog Water wanted to chew the bed. Apparently the part he wanted to chew was not a part he could reach so instead he just barked at the fucking bed for around 10 minutes. The dog is as stupid as he looks. Reminds me of the dog that I own.
While people are trying to eat, Soulfucker goes periapatetic.
Fucking dog.
"I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL FUCKIN BOMB YOU DON'T THINK I WILL NOT"
Fucking dog.
"I know about 15 Vietnamese recipies and you provide a week's worth of meat, fucker."
The Vampire Yardworker is at it again.
'Aww cute,' or 'what the fuck am I looking at,' you decide.