Last time on Confessions of a Queenaholic, Da Preenshe brawled with a certain kid named Benoit and Da Kween herself ended the happy wedding of Sebastian Vanderburg in her LTW-conquest, making the Uglington clan at last start feuding with their destined rivals, the Abominays. How many hearts will Da Kween break this day? Will Da Preenshe still find love? And isn't it about time for him to age into full-fledged adulthood?
"Yaaawwwn, mawrneeng.."
Good morning Keenie, did you sleep well?
"Ya, kainda.. Ai jush mished moi fown cewl raight?"
Yes you just did. But it's practically tradition by now though.
"Aim gewteeng kaynde hungrie raight naw thaw!"
We'll have to fix that soon...
... Although, I just got a marvellous idea. Let's see...
"Aar wie gaweeng tew da reshtaurent?"
Nah, remember that park where you grilled hot dogs on day 1 here? Let's go there for now.
"Yuwmmie, hawt dewgsh."
"... Something spooky this way comes..."
"ELLO! Pliesh turn arawnd sho wie ken meet propperlie."
"Ack! Don't startle me!"
I see you're off to a good start again...
"Mai neem ish da Kween! Aim kaynda hungree."
"Berend Winterly."
"Yoe aar da shon awf Adèle?"
"Yup."
"Wie weer riellie gewd frendsh, Adèle ant moi. Ay reemamburr hew shie lewft yew fowr da shumbiesh."
"Whut?!"
True story though.
"... Whash yewr shtawr shayn?"
"... I'm a Cancer?"
"Aimma cawl Hellie tew ashk eef shie wanne heng awt?"
Yeah, go for it!
"Ello Hellie, whanna hawng owt weth moi?"
"Had other plans, sorry."
"Aww, riellie? Dat shucksh!"
Well, at least is was worth trying?
"BWOOOH! BWAAAH! CAWN'T! HENDEL! RREJACKSHUN!"
You okay buddy?
"NAWT! RIELLIE! NAW! HUFF! PUFF!"
Maybe you should go somewhere else to take a break? How about the shack you slept in yesterday?
"Ekshtyeentsheeng gawsheep eesh shuwpur awshum, eeshnt eet?"
"I can barely believe that thingy really did that!"
Well, that rough start does pay off now though.
"Shertunlie!"
"A ye to!"
And as Da Preenshe is going on...
... to that specific shack...
... Da Kween is tricking Berend...
... in Voodoo obedience!
"VEWDEW PAAWUURSSSHHH!!!!!!"
"MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAAAH!!!"
Should I get worried again by now?
"AHAHAHAAH- Nawp."
I certainly should.
"Sheetting awn da toylut, lalalala."
Hey, hold on. Lookie there! Is that Hayley over there?
"Lesh meek shum lawf tew da dawl."
Please don't word it like that please.
"Yewr shoo durtee maynded."
...
"Naw, lesh jusht huwg yew."
"Awww..."
"Heeya Heelie, shoo gled tew shee yoe raight naw!"
"Hi. I like playing hard to get. Bwahaha, love how you're begging."
Hmm, maybe Jules might be the better one for you?
"Shoo, lesh tawlk abawt... peentbruwshush? Thay're kaynda.. eentreshteeng?"
"Certainly. Love the differences in thickness and shapes. Each with their own purpose."
And she goes for the kiss-rape!
"MWWAAAAAH!!!"
"WTF-"
"DUDE! What was thet fawr?"
"Buwt.. yewr een lawf weeth moi rayt? Da Vewdew dawl"
"... I guess?"
"Aww cuwm hier yoe."
"... Awwww..."
"Yaayshiesh, wie're bawth awteeshtic!"
"Woohp woohp!"
"Awl heel shtuff een cammon!"
Looks like they make a good match alright though. Go on, ask her sign - it might be worth it.
"Wha'sh yewr shaign?"
"I'm Scorpio."
"Weewhp, Cappreecawrn!"
"Another thing in common we have."
And while they're busy getting along, I notice this old friend sitting there and am reminded of upcoming deaths...
"Awr luwf shmellsh laik lawfelee rawshesh."
"You're so creative with words."
She certainly is, Berend. She certainly is...
"Aww, thenkiesh, Aimma hawld yewr hendsh tew sheew meh grettietyuwd."
"Sooo soft.."
ANNA!!!!
"Wait a sec, since when am I dead?"
"Sinceth noweth, thou lovely lady."
"Oi, really? Interesting.."
"Hugglesh, aww.."
Fully unawhere of her friend and former boss's whereabouts. How rude.
"Let's do some theater. I pretend to be you for my life and all, while you go and do the Smusstle. Everyone will stare in confusion!"
"My apologies, thou moonbeam, I only quotesth Shakespeare."
"Lame."
We interrupt this program to show you that Ryan Anderson-Moore has also kicked the bucket while all this happened. How can Grim be at two locations at once?
"Justh goeth forward and exeunt in thy urn."
"F. You get an F-"
"That was awful to watch."
"Shpewky...."
"So..."
"Aim hungrie. Wahnna go fewr lunsh et da Beeshtro?"
"Sure. Just putting on my swimwear."
"....."
Insane Sims, how I love thee.
And she goes for the kiss-rape again!
"Dude, again?!"
"Whay yew kiep brekkeeng moi heawrt?"
"Hmm, meebee Ai shewld trai an becawme a shaayentisht?"
"Maybe. Do whatever you like."
At least you changed into your formal. Alas.
"Hmmshiehs, Ai theenk da Vewdew pawursh dawnt wurk here. Ai musht tyeenshe shtrettudjie."
"Who are you talking to?"
Oi. Don't fail on him, Kweenie..
"Diesh bielding eesh a riel pieshe awf awrt, dawn't yoe theenk?"
"It sure i- A CAMERA! I'M ON TV!!!"
... Hi there Hailey.
"Hi hi!.... MURDER!"
... Børing!
Let's quickly go to Da Kween before it gets too awkward. They'll be in there for a while anyways...
"Aar yew sheengel?"
"Nah, I'm dating someone already."
"Wehld yoe pliesh brek awp wid theem fewr moi?"
"Sure!"
I seriously have no clue how you manage to break up healthy relationships by just asking.
"Dawnt ashk, Aim jusht thet gewd. Hugglesh!"
"Hhhhhmmmmmph...."
"Lesh shweeng hendsh een shelubreeshun."
"Wheeeee my hands go."
It might still be the voodoo after all?
"KETSH MOI!!!"
"Whoop whoop!"
Although I doubt the voodoo is able to keep these backs from breaking.
"Wurf wurf!"
"Wenna be moi guwrldfrend?"
"Sure!"
"Awkay, lesh keesh. Mwah!"
"Mwah! At least that was less rape than the first couple."
"MOI KEESHUSH AAR NOW REEP! YEW AAR NAW MOI EKSH!!!"
"What? WHY?!?!?!"
"Naw wan cawlsh moi keeshush reep!"
"Grrr, why do you break my heart?!"
"Cawsh yew cawlt meh keyshawsh rayp!"
To try and get out of that circle, has anyone noticed how awkwardly low these jeans are hanging? Hey Kweenie, we can almost see your buttcrack!
"Yew faynd that shekshie, dawnt ya?"
Quite the contrary.
What's neither helping out is how high that T-shirt is hanging out. We might want to send you to the stylist soon...
"Naww, Aim tew hungrey fewr dat. Aimma cawl moi bawsh Ai hed whan Ai reetayurd an ashk eef hie wanna huv lawnsh..."
"We just broke up!"
"Shawt uwp, nawbeddie ceersh."
"Wurf wurf!"
"Yew whannah iet shnecksh? Thethsh shuwpur griet! Aim cuwmeeng."
Lunch with your former boss it is then. And tomorrow a makeover.
Meanwhile, our youngsters have just finished their lunch...
"I feel stabbed in my back!"
"Whaht heppuned?"
"My boyfriend just broke up with me."
"Aww rielly? He'sh shutsh a feelthy, rawtten p- p- p... Pawrk bensh! Thet'sh whut hie eesh!"
"That asshole is! From this day forward only stinky hobos will sleep with Berend Winterly! Bwahahaha!"
"Shertenlie!"
Did he just talk trash about his mother as well lol?
While said mother is on her way to her lunch...
... is Da Preenshe making a move already on the recently single Hailey.
"Yew deshurve shomewan mutsh bewtur than heem, Heylie."
"Well... it's just happened though... Though..."
It's The Sims! Some people even marry people they've only met less than 12 hours ago!
"Ello Gawrie Shew, lesh gew an chet an luwnsh!"
"Thanks for asking me, sounds like we'll have a good time."
A good time you'll certainly have, though it might turn out a little.. one-sided...
"Yoe defeenaytely newd tha rayght purshon tew bie wiith yew, a shawlid rawck ohn whietsh yoe ken biyld an aweshum, heppie femmilie laif."
He's such a gentleman, isn't he?
"Ahh, Prince, I- just.. I don't know exactly what to say but- you- you're so.. so...."
"Aim sho??.."
"Just...- Fuck it."
*The terrace changes into a sea of clouds, the chairs taking the shape of an angelic choir singing the purest chords a mortal has ever heard and the setting sun coating all of it in a hue of a golden dream*
"... Woowshiesh....."
"Well- s- sorry, er, it was just-"
"Yew theenk.. Aim da wan fewr yoe?..."
"Well.. a- ahuh.."
"Woooowshiesh... Ai lawf yoe too..."
"Hmmmmmmm...."
Young love can be so adorable... On a side note though, it appears that Da Kween has finished the talking and soon will start... more like dining by now.
"We should kiss again."
"Aww, cam hier yew..."
"Mwwwwah!"
"Mwwwwah!"
Meanwhile, Gary and Da Kween have officially entered the snackbar.
The newlyborn couple is in bliss.
"Ai hawve a wahndurful aidea!"
"Ooh, what is it?"
"Falluw moi!"
*zooming error beep beep boop boop*
The Town Hall? I wonder what plans they're up to together?...
It can't be what Da Kween did right? I set Woohooer to not allow teens-
"Shmaaile!"
"Cheese!"
It's certainly a lot more proper than Da Kween and Hector rutting around all night.
Oh lookie here. At least you didn't get backdoored ths time around.
"Ai dew now meh waiy een a rawbeet hawle."
You've learned from your mistakes.
"Ah, there you are. I almost thought you walked out of the wrong door."
"Musht.. reshisht... shleppeeng... hiim..."
Your reputation preceeds you, Kweenie.
"Haw abawt wie trai an bie laik a feelm rawll, weeth wan ewnd awf da teep bieyeeng lawshe and ieshee fawr a prawleeng ket tew plee wieth?"
"Ooh, playing with the loose end of my film. Me likey-likey..."
I don't really follow her reasoning, but I feel it was very naughty for some reason..
"Yaayshiesh, wier flurt freendsh!"
"Woohp woohp!"
"Whewp, dat wash fuwn!"
"Yay, thanks for making my day again!"
"Lesh A ye to! My mummy awlweysh doesh dat weeth hur frewndsh."
"A ye to!"
"Shoo... Ai guesh wie'll shee ietshodder leetur?"
"Yup. Seeya."
As Da Kween and Gary continue their game of flirts and winks, one of the neighbors, I believe his name was Chesterfield, starts to play the guitar to create the right romantic ambience...
"Aimma mashawshe yew mushelsh sho yew fiel mutsh bettur."
"A-a-a-a-a-aa-a-a-aaahhh."
"Hhhhhhmmmmm...."
Oh no, look who's coming...
It's Benoit, the family enemy!
"Aaaaaaaah that was good..."
"Aim kwait taayurd, buwt yowr enurdshie kiepsh moi aweek."
"Haha, I know."
"Aimma keesh yew sho yew ken sheer eet with moi mawr."
"Mmmmmwwwwwah!"
"Awr keeshush aar shoo griet, wie sheld tawtallie bie a cawple."
"Yay, that's a yes from me."
"Mwwwwwwwah!"
"Mmmmmmmmwwwwwhh.."
"And naw that wier deeteeng, Aimma briek uwp wiith yew raiyt naw! Wraaah!!!"
"--- wait what? But we're just dating for 1 minute."
"Nobawdie akkewshesh moi awf welkeeng awt af da wrang doowr!"
"--- W- what???"
"Aimma run awee frahm yoe naaw! BYE!"
"Kweenie, wait! I'm so sorry!"
It's no use, mate. She probably never intended to stay with you in the first place. Although... she didn't resort to her voodoo doll. Hmmm...
"Ai naw knoow haw toe paynt. Ai beeleeve Heelay'sh a reedyishtured peentur."
It never hurts to take some interest in your lover's interests.
"Shertenly."
"Enniewaysh - Eet'sh moi burshday!"
Woohp woohp!
"Shpawrklesh shpawrklesh, eduwlthewd hier Ai cuwm!!!"
That means you've started dating Hailey just in time. Or else she'd be too young for you to date...
"Yup, she'sh moi pershawnel Jeckpawt- aww, Shee haw ai loek all grawn uwp!"
Da Preenshe has rolled the trait 'Overemotional'. He has also picked the LTW Culinary Librarian.
"Loek et theeshe hendsh! Shoo.. adawlty.."
Reaching adulthood is certainly a great moment for a Sim.
Meanwhile Da Kween has just finished her business, resulting in severe clogging. Ouch.
"Aww, shtewpeed toylut, whay dawnt yow jusht flawsh nawmelli?"
Welll...... community bathrooms are not the most reliable in.. certain aspects.
"Naw, Aimma teek a shawur then. Thewn Aiwll gaw tew bed frawsh und frewtie."
"Eef Ai wahna lurn all reshupeesh, then Ai musht trai an teek cewking clashesh fursth."
Good idea! And it'll be a much less hassle-y LTW than Mummy Kween's.
"Shurtenly."
"... Naw thet Aim hiere, Ai maight ash whell teek a jawb een cawking, shaw Ai cen wurk an moi ElTeeDabbelyoe at wurk. Aim shertunly traying tew bie ewffeeshent."
Who said only women could multi-task?
Errp. Cam fail again.
And here we go. Da Preenshe still had that lovey-dovey night with Jules, who is also a grown-up by now.
"Heya, cutie. How you doing?"
"Naish, Ai jusht gawt a jewb ash a cowk."
"Oh, cool. I'm thinking of painting for a living."
In the meanwhile, Da Kween has arrived at home...
... and is ready to go to sleep. Good night Da Kween!
"Gewd naight."
"Hawf yoe hurd abawt thingee?"
"No really?! How bloody awful is that?"
"Verrie awfahl, fer shuwre."
"A ye to!...."
"Crap... I fucked that up.."
"Aww..."
... Certainly a good thing that we eventually picked Hailey for a heir. What if an entire generation wasn't able to A ye to well?
"Shawree, moi fawlt."
"Nah, I'm just clumsy as fuck."
"Naw, bawth hendsh hawve to heet tewgether."
"And that's so lovely about you."
"Shpeeking owf lave... Jewelsh, Ai gawtta admeet shumtheeng..."
"... Hm?"
"... Haw dew Ai werd diesh da besht... Juwlsh, Ai theenk eetsh besht eef wie jusht shtey.. frendsh."
"... Really? I thought we had a thing though.."
".. Moi tew.. buwt.. yew knaw... yew're deeting Kalluh, and... er, Ai've shtawted tew dayt Haylee. Theengsh cewld geht verrie meshie ief wie shtey a lawf cappel.. Shoo..."
"Soo, you've been seeing someone else while you had a thing with me?"
"... Yesh. Thet wash naw teh wishesht theeng Ai've downe.. Buwt et liesht Aim hawnesht weeth yow naw.."
"..... This is so... complicated."
"Ai knaw....."
"... It wasn't exactly good of me to 'play' with both you and Kalle.."
"Wee wure bawth dabbeling arawnd."
"We indeed were.. Well, I guess we cleared up the skies up between us now.. Neat."
"Sho, aar we shteel frendsh?"
"We certainly are."
"Gimmie shome hugglesh!"
".. Thanks.. for having the courage to be honest. There's too much lies and drama in the world already."
Good point you got there, Jules.
"Shertenlie... Whell, Ai gawdda hewd hawm. Ai'll shee yew araund later."
"Sure. bye!"
And with that Da Preenshe solved that issue as well.
Time for him to go to bed and sleep.
"Gewd naight!"
Good night there.
... But wait. What's this?.. Gabriella just kicked the bucket, and BOTH Da Kween and Da Preenshe have inherited over 50.000 Simoleons of her fortune?!?!?! Sorry, Bouba, you're wrong. Life sometimes IS a Pony Camp!
Soo... after we go and wait for this pony camp to leave and make some space, we can go and build the Uglingtons a proper palace... but what style should we use? YOU, my dear viewers, can help me with that, by answering that question I'll put in the heir poll! Woohp woohp!
Let's start off with an easel for now. Since Hailey's working as an artist, which sounds pretty interesting, and Da Preenshe is artistic as well.
"Mew?"
What I do wonder though... Why is the kitty still hanging out in the Ornales house? Can cats live on their own all of a sudden? Good question...
Soo, hereby Generation 1 of Confessions of a Queenaholic has been finished. Now that Da Preenshe has reached young adulthood, it's time for him to carry the Uglington torch and continue the path from ugly to pretty. With both Hailey and a good inheritance to build a house on our side, the odds certainly are looking to be in his favour. But don't forget: Da Kween will still be around for whatever time she has left as well, and she'll certainly have some shenenigans on her sleeve to try and reach her LTW of becoming a heartbreaker. BYE!
Link to the heir poll: http://polljunkie.com/poll/qmdsrj/uglington-heir-poll
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