Ouroboros Round Robin 3.3
WARNING! An update of absolute boredom! :O
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Just another day in Unpleasantview, when suddenly Lessa throws a New Year's bash.
And no one turned up ;(
Lessa: Oh my, that shiny silver balloon will go to waste!
So she cleans up and surfs the Interwebz.
And tries to fix her trash can... with a screwdriver? O_O Lessa, what are you trying to fix? That's a trash can my dear!
And just when she wants to go to bed, an old man appears on her lot. He looks like Disney's failed attempt at a new character :(
Everyone, this is Father Time. Father Time, this is everyone.
Five minutes before the clock strikes twelve, everyone comes out to the front lawn and makes a huge din with pots and spoons. People! Lessa has a HUGE box of party favours on the coffee table! facepalm*
So a new year is born. Literally.
Annoyed at how she can't find a good job, Lessa decides to put her cosmetology skill to good use. She sets up a small shop at the edge of her lot.
Kael comes over, and Lessa gives him a free makeover.
Lessa: Because I hate that clown face paint you have on ever since I met you!
Kael: :( I hate you. The clown makeup is PERFECT.
Kael: WUT, LESSA? YOU HAS MAGIC HANDS! *glee*
Lessa: I told you, the clown face paint is horribly terrible. You has so much win now :D
Lessa picks up the phone and dials the matchmaker's number. It's a SOS!
She goes out to the mailbox to wait for the matchmaker.
Yes, sims and mailboxes are inseparable :(
Matchmaker: As I gaze into my crystal ball, I'm looking for a man worthy of the 5,000 simoleons Lessa paid me.
Lessa: Yes yes yes, I need a man!
In a couple of minutes, a guy falls from the sky and lands hard on the pavement. Nice.
Meet Prof. Trevor. We'll call him Trevor.
Trevor: Ugh. Star-shaped cookies are twirling above my head.
Lessa: Are you sure this guy is worth $5,000? For him I would have paid $100, woman.
Matchmaker: What, you don't trust my crystal ball?
Trevor: Oh, Lessa! It's love at first sight! Cupid's arrow has struck! I'm in love with you!
Lessa: I'm not so sure about that...
Lessa decides it's too much work going back into the house and making him make himself feel at home, so she has the both of them sit on the sidewalk for a little chat.
AND LADY! YOU ARE WEARING A SKIRT, MMMKAY?!
Lessa: How do you like my warehouse?*wiggles eyebrow*
I think Lessa fails at this romancing crap.
But, KACHING! Three bolts with the professor!
Trevor comes over the next morning, and they flirt on her front lawn. WHY SO URGENT, PEOPLE?!
Flirting over plates of toast.
Lessa: Trevor, I just want your toast.
Lessa finally gets a job. It's a good one.
Author's notes:
- YES, MAN.
- Will post the next update when I have more not-so-witty captions :D