9/25/02

You know, I really missed my Sims while I was in South Dakota. Like *missed* them. Like you would miss real people. At one point I found myself trying to picture what they were doing, which is just silly, because they weren't doing anything at all if I wasn't there to turn the game on for them.

But now I'm back, and it's been a wonderful week for Sims.

Marvelgirl sent me a Spike head, which I can't wait to use. Particularly after seeing Crazy Babbling Spike last night. Rowr.

Khaki made a WolverHugh that had me squealing all over the place. He's got the buckle! He's got the watch! He's making me drool! Hee!

And now, a Really Long Sims Adventure

I decided to branch out from my original Sims set-up, which was Logan and DD2, so I made a new family. Just to see what would happen, I made a house with another Logan, another me, and a Gambit.

At first I put us in this cute two-story house, but it was just too hard to keep track of everyone on two floors. I'm a little wary, ever since DD1 .died in a fire because I wasn't watching what she was doing. So I knocked the second story down, pushed out a wall, and put us all in one big bedroom so it would be easier to keep track of everyone. We all had our own beds and stuff, though.

As I do periodically in the real world, I decided that this version of me should have dark red hair instead of black. If only changing my hair color were so easy in real life. I also went with a radical clothing choice: lingerie. That's right, I'm parading around in my underwear.

Hey, if you were living in a house with Logan and Remy, I bet you'd do the same.

What was the first thing Logan did when I let them into their new house? That's right: he sat down and played with the dollhouse. Every single Logan I make loves that dollhouse. Hee.

The first thing Gambit did was go for a swim, and I joined him.

When he was done playing with his dollies, Logan watched some TV. Gambit and I wandered in, still in our swimsuits, and joined him on the couch. Gambit and Logan started talking to each other, and they seemed to like each other well enough.

Then the neighbors came over to meet us, which was kind of amusing, since our neighbors are the previously mentioned (and now happily married and childfree) Logan and DD2. It was a little confusing, since Married Logan and the new Logan look exactly the same. At that point I was glad I'd made a sleazy, lingerie-wearin' version of myself for the new house, so at least I could tell the Devil Dolls apart. It was kind of cute to see the two Logans hanging out and talking, though.

DD2 didn't do much socializing. She kind of stood there with her arms crossed. Then Logan and Gambit starting talking again, and they really hit it off, and at that point they liked each other best out of all the Sims.

Sadly, that would not last long.

While Gambit and Logan were chatting and telling each other jokes, the sleazy me went over and started talking to Married Logan. This pissed DD2 off, and she threw her arms in the air, told Sleazy Me that she hated me, and stormed out.

And then Gambit stripped down bare-assed naked and got in the hot tub.



Then Logan got nakey and hopped in as well.

And if that wasn't a slash fic just waiting to happen, I don't know what the hell is.

The best part, though, was that Sleazy Me and Married Logan ran over right away and wanted in! The hot tub holds four Sims, but I had it in the corner, so it only had two exposed sides, which I guess was preventing us from getting in. And we were pissed! We kept pacing back and forth in front of it, and complaining that we wanted to get in the damn thing.

Meanwhile, Gambit and Logan were sitting around in their birthday suits chatting about sports and becoming best friends.

As soon as those two got out of the hot tub, though, Sleazy Me and Married Logan lost interest in it. I couldn't help feeling like I'd narrowly missed a giant Sims hot tub orgy porn-o-rama.

Married Logan finally headed home, probably to have a fight with Jealous Rage DD2, who had been home by herself stewing in anger for hours by this point.

After that rather exciting day, we were all pretty tired, so we went to bed. I (as in the real me, the [Wizard of OZ voice] GREAT AND POWERFUL SIMS GOD ME!! [/Wizard of Oz voice]) had put one Love Bed in the house, which I gave to Gambit. Logan and I had our own, regular beds.

Interestingly, I changed out of my lingerie and into my pajamas, which cover me from head to toe, in order to sleep.

The next day we didn't get any visitors, but we were plenty busy. Gambit and I started to become friends after I made Sleazy Me go over and talk to him. Logan was a busy guy. Completely unprompted by Sims God Me, he painted a picture and read a book. Then he turned on the jukebox and started dancing, which was really cute, because every so often he goes "Whoohoo!"

I made Sleazy Me talk to Logan, but that didn't go well at all. He didn't seem to be impressed with my conversational skills or my lingerie. It was a brief, but unpleasant, encounter.

It was hard to get us together for even a talk, though, because Logan was constantly eating or bathing. He takes at least two showers and two baths a day. Gambit, on the other hand, shows no initiative in that regard, and lets his hygiene meter run waaaaaay down and *still* doesn't do anything about it unless I tell him to. He's the freakin' Kurt Cobain of Sims world.

Despite the fact that he has poor personal hygiene, Gambit and I did continue to rack up a few smooshiness points, which I encouraged a little by telling Sleazy Me to flirt with him. But then I went in the bathroom so I could take a bath, and he came in behind me and just stood there. Probably wondering what this funny room with all the soap in it was for. *snerk*

I wasn't in the mood to provide him with a free show, I guess, so I told him to leave. He resisted, and some of our smooshy went away. I was being pretty bashful for someone who had been so damned determined to get some nakey hot tub action just the day before, if you ask Sims God Me.

After my bath, I made Sleazy Me practice a speech in front of the mirror so I could get some charisma points, because at this point I was pretty low on everyone's relationship scale. Gambit and Logan still liked each other--and Married Logan--more than they liked me. The only Sim doing worse than Sleazy Me in the Sims Popularity Contest was DD2, but we all know that's because she's a jealous bitch.

After I jacked up my charisma, Sims God Me told Logan to talk to me again, but Sleazy Me rebuffed him. He went in the bathroom and brushed his teeth, and when he came back I made him try again. This time Sleazy Me chatted with him for a bit, so I guess we know what the problem was there. Heh.

The next day was when things really got interesting.

I told Gambit to flirt with Sleazy Me, which he liked. Then I told Sleazy Me to give Gambit a hug, which I guess he also liked, because he asked me if I wanted to have a baby. Whoa, slow down there, tiger. I don't need to go through that again. I told him no. He took it a lot better than Married Logan did when DD2 shot him down, I'll say that for him.

Then Logan wandered into the room, and that's when everything went all to hell. I, the Sims God, accidentally told Gambit to give Logan a back rub. I was trying to click on the couch, but I must have clicked on Logan, and I thought I cancelled the menu, but I guess I chose back rub instead. And I didn't realize it until Gambit went over and tried to massage Logan.

Which Logan did *not* appreciate. At all.

I don't know what the hell Logan expects. I mean, you voluntarily start doing the naked hot tub thing with a guy, and there's a chance he'll start thinking things, you know? Heh.

Anyway, Logan pushed Gambit away, and they both lost smooshy points with each other. I figured that wasn't so bad, that we'd make it up later.

And then Gambit tried to do it again.

I think Logan called him a bad name. It was harsh.

I hurriedly cancelled the back rub command before that idiot Gambit got himself killed. Then I told Gambit to go away so Logan could cool off, but Logan followed him and yelled at him, and they had a fight. By then the damage was done. Gambit's friends meter for Logan was at minus two, and Logan's for Gambit was at minus seventeen. Eeesh.

And I'm afraid that after that, Gambit was a marked man.

It didn't help that right after The Big Back Rub Fight, Logan apparently got a whiff of my brand new pumped up charisma and started talking to me. Then he started dancing with me, which made me either flirt with him or compliment him, it was hard to tell. Those two things look pretty similar and I missed part of it because I was trying to get Gambit to pick his damn trash up off the kitchen floor.

When Gambit got wind of what was going on, he rushed into the living room and slapped Logan in the face, which made Logan cry. Because he apparently was doing everything twice that day, Gambit slapped Logan again, and Logan cried again.

Why is that every Logan Sim I make gets bitch-slapped and plays with dolls?

Anyway, all this slapping made Sleazy Me very unhappy, and I stormed off to take a dip in the pool. Sims God Me told Logan to go play with his dolls until his widdle fewwings stopped hurting.

Everything was going fine until Gambit decided to play a song on the guitar.

Sleazy Me was in the kitchen by this time, making lunch. I wasn't liking Gambit very much at all after he smacked Logan, so I guess I was giving him the cold shoulder. Logan, however, came storming into the living room, ran over to Gambit, and started booing him! And he wouldn't stop! Gambit kept playing despite the hostile reaction to his musical stylings, and everyone's moods plummeted.

I made Sleazy Me call Logan over to the kitchen, where I distracted him with hamburgers so he would leave poor Gambit alone.

By this time, Logan and Gambit were at minus twenty-seven and minus thirty-two smooshies for each other. It was pretty impressive.

After things calmed down, Gambit was in a really bad mood and kept wandering around, moping and whining. He kept waving his arms at Sims God Me and blubbering about how Sleazy Me didn't like him anymore. I tried to make him go surf the Internet, like real-life lonely guys do, but he wasn't interested. By then Sleazy Me had wandered into the kitchen, so he ran over and started talking to me. Then he started flirting with me. Then he gave me a hug. The smooshiness points were really adding up. He rubbed my back, he told a joke, he gave me a gift. It was actually a little pathetic. I had no idea he was so needy.

Then he gave me a big kiss, and we fell in love. Wow.

Then I left to go watch TV.

While I was watching cartoons and giggling, Logan went into the kitchen to get some chips. Gambit ran over and started juggling for him, but Logan told him to knock it off. So then Gambit tried to tickle Logan. I guess I don't have to tell you what Logan thought of that. Gambit did all of this with no direction from Sims God Me, BTW. I guess Gambit has a death wish.

Right after all that, Logan came over and sat on the couch with me. I’m starting to suspect that Logan is just using me to piss Gambit off, but I evidently don't care.

Logan apparently does not like cartoons, because he kept fidgeting and sighing and making these disgruntled sounds. Then he decided to rub my back, and then *he* kissed me, too!! And then we fell in love! I didn't know I could be at 100percent smooshiness for more than one fellow Sim at a time, but I guess I can.

Just out of curiosity, Sims God Me told Logan to get in the Love Bed and put it on vibrate. Sure enough, Sleazy Me went trucking in there after him a minute or two later. I stripped down to my birthday suit and crawled in the Love Bed. Logan had already fallen asleep by this time, but he woke up in a hurry.

Later that night, when we went to bed for real, I got into my usual bed. I was amused to find that Logan, however, headed straight for the Love Bed. I guess he thinks it belongs to him now instead of Gambit. I told Gambit to go sleep with Sleazy Me, partly to ease my guilt. Not only did I romp around with Logan in the Love Bed, it was *Gambit's* Love Bed. I'm kind of slutty, huh? Of course, that's no surprise at all, given the way I dress.

Sims God Me declared the game over for the day at that point, despite my desire to see if there would be any fallout from Sleazy Me's loose ways. I'll find out soon enough.

The End



I wish I had more screencaps of this house. I think I was just too busy trying to keep up with the drama to take pics. Anyway, here's the calm before the storm.



This is just weird.



Logan booing Gambit's guitar playing.



Maybe he wanted him to wear the speedo.