1.1 - Da Kween ish in da Springsh

K k, is Verdana working? Yup? Great, let's get us started RIGHT NOW!!! (wish Blogger supported Comic Sans)

So, a new story from me. :) Thou might be wondering: how did it get started? Why? Laconic version: Turner wanted to do a legacy competition with some fellow players, volunteers volunteered, and we all created a Sims as whom another player would play. The setting: Hidden Springs, Prettacy (ugly to pretty), and short lifespan for 6 generations.

So, I recreated a Sim I once played as on TS2:Pets on PS2, who went straight into Yannick's hands. May Yannick give her some mercy. And Twiddle created a Sim who went straight into my own evil filthy claws: Prepare to meet...

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Name: Lady Uglington

Traits: Snob, Party Animal, Flirty, Hopeless Romantic, Neat
Lifetime Wish: Heartbreaker
Favourites: Classical, Fried Peanut Butter-Banana Sandwich, Coral Red
Sun Sign: Sagittarius

"Ello, Aim da Kween and da most bjewtiful in da land, me, ish in da Springsh! Woohoo!!"

Calm down dear, er, Diane White might not appreciate such language. 

"Daai-an eesh not here."

... True dat. This isn't a reality game show, so this shouldn't get broadcasted on SBN or something. Show us your humble abode, please.

"Huh-uh? Ya know dere's no hause."

Yuppers indeed. I figured you'd like to instead have... sleepover parties at friends, right?

"Oww oww, dat'sa coowl! Yaas!"

Thought so... SO GET YER ASS OVER TO TOWN TO GET A JOB AND MAKE SOME FRIENDS TO STAY AT!!!!!!!

"Yaaaaaysies!"

"Da Bisnish job should be nais to meh."

Yuppers indeed. It only requires heavy smooching to rise in ranks, and it also fits with your lifetime wish. We're aiming for that one. :) 

"Yaaaa!"

"YaaaaY, imma Kween of da wooooorld!!!!"

Not yet. First you gotta make friends and find some love.

"Da Party Centarrr is round da cornurr! Weeeee!"

But then, just when Lady went for the party center...

"Oooooowww, nais duuude guy dere."

Not sure if he's the right type for you lady... But alas, we can always dump him later on... Letsa go! >:) 

But then, a wild llama mascot appeared. Scram you, we're not going to uni.

So, that llama incident ruins this picture, but this might be a catch, hearts are flying."

"Maai name ish Lady Uglington, da Kween!"
"Sebastian Vanderburg. The Prince."
"Hooooooot prinzz.. Laaaaaaaa....."

"Moi ish Swagittariush"
"Pisces."

Oh help. Old grandpa at 2. Looks like a male green Crumplebottom.

"Yoe loek very goot."
"Thanks. Errr......."

Phews, grandpa ignores.

Only to que in the sister.

"My back is sore."
"Lemme 'elp yoe wit dat."
"Th- thanks."

"Hmm?"
"Bettah?"
"... Yup."

"Hee heeh heee..."
"??"

Uh oh, that gaze looks sus.

Aaaaaand she goes for the kiss romance!

"Mwwwwwwwwwwwwah!"
"Whoah?????!!!!......"

"Dude, WTH?!"

Aaaand it's gone.

"Wah?"

"Yoe brook meh heart!"
"Don't stick your nose in my business!"

Leave him behind, lets just go for the party center after all.

"Waaaaah, Partyy!"

"Paaaaaaaartyyy!!! Da Kween ish in da HAUSE!!!"

Random lady calling in the background

"Yaaaa, mewsic!"

"Mah Royal Bootie's boppin'!"

"Aim da Kween!"
"My name is Emmaline Rhoen."
"Wheee!"

"'ey, have ya'eard of thin'y?"
"Thingy? Really?"
"Yeah thin'y, yups."

Meanwhile, somewhere randomly in Hidden Springs... 

A random woman's acting like a derp. A random woman? Nooo, she might just get to meet and rival Lady Uglington one day..."

Back to business! Turns out the random lady calling in the background is Lonnie Pertridge.

"YaaaaY, schnobsishtars!"

. . . . . . . . . .

"Yaaaay, danshies!"

"And hugglesh!"

Pertridge Residence. The first place where Lady 'Da Kween' Uglington will stay the night.

"Thankshies!"

"Yumm cornflaaksh @ 12am"

Meanwhile...

The maid of the Pertridge family (they're wealthy) is complaining about the weather again. AND I DON'T EVEN HAVE SEASONS!!! D:

1 day down, don't know how many to go...... That's it for the day. :)