Time to get started again with this... So, the past year I had a couple of laptop issues, one of which eventually cost me the safe of Da Kween's story. Oh noes! D:
After dealing with a struggling laptop for the time, I decided to just get a new one instead once my battery failed. And with a new laptop comes new power and with new power comes... a new try on Da Kween!
So, still the same beauty created by Twiddle, same settings (Hidden Springs, short life span, 6 generations going from ugly to pretty... I do hope the others will continue to document their stories one day as well... :)
So, without further ado (no, not ADO Den Haag)
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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 an dish feewlsh laik a deesha vuw?"
I've just explained all that, did you pay attention?
"Errhhmm... No?"
Alas. Please show us you house please?
"Eet'sh emptee."
Yes I can see that. Let's just go and find you a job to do in Hidden Springs. This time something else but business.
"YaaaY, da Kween ish in da Springsh! Woohoo!"
Please be able to make friends. You were lucky already last time......
"Takshee!"
And off she goes to the city. Hidden Springs will soon know fear...
Oh no, you've done Business already last time.
"Bud Ai laik bishnish.."
Nope. Let's take Journalism instead now that you're there anyway."
"Kay kay... maight work ouwt anniewaysh."
"Yay, Ai got dah jewb! Aima papper Deelivvurrurr."
Hooray I guess.
"And meh bawsh ish a hawtteeh! Oooooh..."
Great. LTW material there. And maybe baby daddy material...
Now let's get you writing classes. Since you cannot afford a laptop anytime soon...
Thank goodness that you're not disturbing a semi-romantic conversation this time.
"What?"
"I'm just here to deliver this."
Not going to college.
"Eh."
Though you might make up some mate material though...
*A time portal randomly spawns in*
...
"..."
Let's skip that for now as well. I really don't wanna know how deformed Da Kween wil look in 'Da Fewture'.
"You're a bitch."
And you're a wolf in llama's clothing.
"Touché."
3 EP's in one picture.
"Ai knoow a lot abaut raaiting now."
Take it easy, you're just at level 1, you still got a lot to learn...
"YaaaaY, imma Kween of da wooooorld!!!!"
Are you sure you don't remember a thing about last time?
"Errrr... newp?"
Fine. Luckily journalism comes with fewer hours. More time to make friends, love and party.
"Woohoo!"
... Luckily this is NOT Jetset...
"Aim gonna daanshe in da mewnlaight!"
"Wooo, paarteeey!"
Wrong way, this is a gym.
"Ai dewn't caare, wanna make meh bewtee bewp!"
Yes you do... yes you do.
Until, suddenly...
"Ello, Aim da Kween!"
"Hello, Adèle."
"Noo, Aim da KWEEEEEN!"
"I know, I'm Adèle."
"Ow... Whad's ya jowb?"
"Military."
Wait what? Looks certainly deceive...
Though I think she has friend potential. Good enough.
"Oooowh, laik Rokketsh? Ash a kiid Ai alweesh wanned be a rokket! With Shmailee faashesh. Woohp!"
"That's... interesting."
"Riellie? Yoe aar shoo naish!"
"Thanks."
"Aim gonna be a djeernalisht."
"That's nice."
"Aim gonna wear funneh hatsh and eenterveew peepsh."
"That's certainly... fitting."
"Yaay thankshiesh. Let's dew shome shecret handsheek."
"A ye to!"
Love the random Buurman en Buurman/Pat & Mat reference. Expect that to become a running gag.
"Ouwar Freendsheep ish grewing like a pleen fliesh arawnd da werld!"
"Interesting imagary you got there."
"Ooooow, thankshiesh!"
"... you're welcome..."
"Shoundsh laik mewsick to moi earsh!"
"Ahuh..."
"Letsh have hugglesh!"
"Oomph"
"And now Aim calleeng meh bawsh!"
"Hello, this is Nicholas Riverhawk speaking?"
"Ello, wanna gow too da park?"
"... You've just reached my voicemail, please give your message after the beep."
*Nicholas hangs up*
"Ello, wanna gow too da park?"
I think that's a no, to be honest.
"Eh. Neksht taim."
"Meh. I'm outta here."
And so, Da Kween went to the park all by herself.
"Ello park shkwair!"
Le random French tourists. I believe the lady is a coward. Typical.
"Mai naame ish DA KWEEN."
"Gabriella... Interesting to meet."
Victim number two... Although still no guys to date and make babies with. Alas.
"Ooh, wanna tawlk polletiksh? Ai beeleef geeveeng dem mannie will fainensh da town!"
"True. Though most goes to the royal family here. I believe in the voice of the people. I do politics too."
"Sow Ceewl! Leds do owr shecret hendsheek on dat!"
"A ye to!"
"Are you a snob?"
"Yaaay, we're shnowbshishtahsh!"
"Yay."
"Imma Swaggeetariush."
"And I'm a Gemini."
Yay, we're Gemini... buddies? Close enuff.
"What was that?"
"Ai gonna gow."
I guess it's time to go to the fest park?
"Yesh. I wanna meet da royalsh!"
Deja vu indeed.
"... noboddiesh 'ere. Lesh greel hat dowksh."
Blegh.
"Yum yummehy."
"Yummitee"
"Yumiteeyumeey!"
Let's go. Nothing to do here.
"Ya raight, randaam voishe."
Hey, what's this here?
Glowing eyes and glowing wings.
That kinda reminds me of a song...
Tata radadadah tata Werewolf!
Tata radadadah tata Fairy!
Werewolf Fairy Werewolf Fairy
Super glow super glow super glow Fairy!
Anyway, it looks like we've arrived at the club.
The properly rendered club that is.
"Wooohoooooo!!! Moi royal beewtey ish bopeeng! Wooooo!"
"Woop woop, Aim tweerkeeng! Reckeeng bawlsh!"
That's... enough. There's still nobody in here, I strongly suggest to leave and sleep somewhere...
"Moi gesh Gabreeyalla'sh pleesh will dew."
"Hi."
"SHUUUUUUUP!!!"
"... Come in please."
"Naish Hawsh. Can Ai shleepie shleep in heareh?"
"... Sure?"
"Wooo, thankie thankiesh!"
"Deesh bed lewksh fain to moi!"
Honestly I think that's Gabriella's bed actually. She's got a guest bedroom though...
"Yay, she can shleewp dere! Gewd naight!"
... Rude.
"ZzzzzzzzzzzzZZzZZzzzZZzzz...."
Good night.
So, that was our first day with Lady Uglington. Stay tuned if you're crazy enough to want more suffering from her shenenigans. BYE!
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