![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Entry tags:
Fritter: 8.1
Hi, it's Fritter time!
True love is sitting in your underpants on a couch.
Regina: Hey, Chelsea, I was wondering if... oh.
Regina: Hooray! Go Omri! Good job! Well done!
Omri's not actually there. I think Regina's just trying to distract herself from what she saw.
Greer must've worked some real magic on that couch, because Chelsea liked it enough to put a ring on it.
Greer: THIS IS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE!
Chelsea: THIS IS THE BEST HUG I'VE EVER GOTTEN.
Chelsea: Greer is gorgeous! I'm glad I locked that down.
Omri: How's it going, mirror-me? Lookin' fiiiiiiiiine.
Where is Chelsea witching her way off to?
Why, to the wedding chapel, of course! Fritters are not big believers in long engagements.
Mitch Gothier was walking by. He aspires to one day be the Gothiest.
Butt peace sign~
Greer: Hey, it's Ian Curtis! I love that guy.
Chelsea: Not more than you love me, I hope.
Traditional wedding duckface~
Greer: Hey baby, call me sometime. Oh wait, we have the same phone number because we just got married.
Happy, Chelsea?
Chelsea: Oh my gosh, yeah! She has beautiful eyes and her hair smells like cinnamon.
Mitch Gothier: Did you guys just get married?!
Chelsea: We did!
Mitch Gothier: Oh my goth, congratulations!
Greer: Oh. You're one of those goths.
Regina: *still cannot forget what she saw on the couch*
Chelsea: I cannot help but notice that my ancestor is rather attractive.
Oh good, more incest! And on your wedding day, no less.
Chelsea: So I was thinking we should do sex.
Greer: I thought you'd never ask.
Fairuza: Yes... yes... bend it like that. Ooh baby.
Fairuza: NOOOO! I WAS JUST ABOUT TO SAMPLE HER BENDINESS!
Miss Pretty: NOOOO! STOP IGNORING ME, DEATH, YOU COWARD!
Death: Jesus, I hate coming to this place.
Death: Yo. Bendy. Let's go.
Winona: Are there ballet barres in the afterlife?!
Almond: Maybe this time she'll kick it!
She did, only minutes after Winona. ;~;
Speaking of kicking it, Baron here almost scared me to death Jesus Christ D8
Harriet: I think you're all being too hard on Justin Bieber. He's annoying, sure, but it's not like he's a terrible singer or anything!
The rest of the family: *shuns*
Chelsea: Must... resist... Almond's attractiveness...
Greer: Did you say something, baby?
Omri: Seriously, I would rather talk about anything than Justin Bieber. I would rather talk about different types of bread mold. I would rather talk about shoes.
Harriet: Well, why didn't you say so? Bread mold is fascinating.
Regina: What have you done to my daughter, Almond, you beast?
Almond: Regina! You're looking sexy tonight.
Harriet: Whoa! Shoes, is this because I didn't say you were fascinating? You know I love you!
Harriet: PSYCH! You'll never measure up to bread mold, shoes. It's just facts.
Though she and I have vastly differing opinions on the merits of bread mold versus shoes, Harriet turned out quite lovely!
Omri: CROTCH, WATER U DOIN?
Regina: Sigh! Soon it'll be just me, and Chelsea, and Greer, and Miss Pretty! ...And Almond.
Oh my. Well done, surprise child! I don't at all regret keeping you.
And the now-traditional booting out of the spares and company, because this laptop can only take so much.
Chelsea: So what do you think of 'spatula' as a safe word?
Greer: I think it has merit. Let's try it out.
Chelsea: Hey, Gangy Almond. I tried out that safe word thing you mentioned. That's why I'm shirtless.
You disgust me.
Baron: I also am disgusted, and express my disgust by floating serenely through the yard.
Judgmental von Spectral: I am judging Chelsea for her disgusting behavior.
Miss Pretty: What?
Well?
Miss Pretty: Well what?
Don't you want to weigh in on this inappropriate behavior going down?
Miss Pretty: All I want to do is void my bowels. Get out.
Greer: We should definitely keep spatula as our safe word.
Impatient McSpectralpants: I do not enjoy being kept waiting when I wish to clean the bathroom, Greer!
Greer: *werewolfs out*
Sulky O'Spectral: Asshole.
You know you're not a vampire, right?
Greer: Werewolves like blood too.
Baron: Ghosts prefer to sip the milk of the soul!
Greer: Well, everyone knows that.
Greer: *hork?*
Chelsea: *snore*
Greer: *hork*
Miss Pretty: Oh ho ho, feathered creature! When I catch you, I will rend you limb from limb, and your soul will cry into the abyss unto eternity!
Greer: You know, your socks match my hair? We should totally do it.
Chelsea: That is the best idea you've ever had!
Greer: Hmmmm. I am definitely considering attending this concert.
Toilet: Ugh, good heavens, that smells foul! *horksplash*
Greer: GASP! I was pregnant!
Chelsea: Mmmph. Snorf. Eatin' for two.
You're not pregnant. Greer is pregnant.
Chelsea: It's our baby, not just her baby.
Almond: ...and I tried to get my daughter's hot wife to go on vacation with me, but it never panned out.
Greer: Gosh, I can't imagine why. You're so charming and not at all sleazy.
Almond: We must talk quietly, Miss Pretty, lest our enemies overhear.
Greer: Spatula... zzzz...
Chelsea: Hee hee! Someone's bush is hanging out.
Almond: So were you serious earlier when you said you couldn't understand why Nicole wouldn't vacation with me? Serious enough, perhaps, to... go on a little vacation yourself?
Greer: Sarcasm Jesus take the wheel.
I can't caption these childbirth pictures anymore
Childbirth is super upsetting to me even in something as fun and gentle as The Sims, so let's look instead at a portion of Afterwards. It finally looks properly Scissorhandsy. I am delighted.
But yes now that the birthing is over OMG BABIES. BABIES WITH REGINA'S ALIEN EYES. ERMAHGERD.
This is Zola!
And this is Shannon. I didn't dress them both in yellow, they transitioned into those outfits. Good job, twinsies.
Miss Pretty: One day, avian creature. One. Day.
And now a series of art photographs entitled 'Potty Training Face Is The Best Face':
This concludes 'Potty Training Face Is The Best Face'.
Shannon: All right! Well! That was fun. Now what is it I'm supposed to do with this device, again?
Chelsea: Now say 'mommy'.
Zola: Mommy! ...This is infantile.
Miss Pretty: *tempts fate*
Miss Pretty: *realizes her mistake, but too late*
Too. Late.
no subject
all the incest though o:
no subject
no subject
I love the "scissorhandsy" view, btw
no subject
Thanks! I'm really pleased with how it turned out. :D
no subject
That chapel is great too. I always forget to make marriage sites in my game. It's always kitchen/bathroom weddings, so romantic.
LOVE the Scissorhood esque neighborhood too! You should totally add some animal topiary thingies in the yards. :3
no subject
Thanks! I usually don't bother and go for the kitchen/bathroom wedding too, but every so often I remember the chapel. XD
I probably will add topiaries! Especially if I can find ones that look like the ones from the movie. :D
no subject
(Anonymous) 2012-12-09 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)*cries* AAAAH! Aaaa...aahahahahah, Miss Pretty, you so silly *snort*
Is that gothier guy from an EP or just a randomly spawned townie with a hilarious name?
......can never unsee creepy!Baron D: He'll come for everyone in our sleep.
no subject
I know right, Baron is fucking terrifying oh my god. DDDDDDD:
no subject
no subject
(Yet now I'm overflowing with scissorhands feelings and I should probably stop typing before I launch into some impromptu "burton water u doing" essay.)