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crossover_chickIn my defense, everything about today has been "well this started later or took longer than I meant it to." From waking up this morning, to starting my lunch at work, to even doing my workout (I managed to pedal for a few minutes before realizing I'd forgotten to actually SET THE TIMER), time management has been -- off, today. But I do have some to-do list accomplishments for you --
Work – Incredibly quiet day – I spent most of it doing obituaries, clearing out duplicates, and working on my spreadsheet. Only excitement was looking up some addresses for my coworker, and having to fight briefly with my anti-virus protection. Other than that, dull as dull can be. *shrug* Again, I’ll take “bored” over “stressed!” Especially since my commute seems to be handling the latter. . . I hate people who just pull out without looking. *growls*
Beanbags – Warm but not oppressively so, and without too much humidity, so out we went! I did okay in the first game, less okay in the second, and rallied in the third, while Dad got stuck on threes for a while and Mom had a FANTASTIC first two games with a ten each! Final scores were me 2-3-W; Dad 3-2-2; Mom W-W-3. As Mom has the most losing streaks out of all of us, that feels fair. :p
To-Do List –
1. Get in a workout: Check – another night on the bike, another night with the Oxventure Stream “Mule Be Sorry!” Having shown their hand to Norman the cyclops, he showed his hand right back (using his best “movie trailer announcer” voice) – he has been living in this cave for about 25 years, and every time one of the town of Brunhelm’s (that’s it! Or close enough to) sheep or cows or whatnot goes missing, they blame him and send adventurers to kill him, assuming he’s a troll. He killed a few early on, then settled into the habit of just sending adventurers back with a tooth or old nail clipping so they can get the reward and he can get a little bit of peace. Dob and Corazon were all about this and started talking about what to tell the others (and how to embellish it so they look cooler than they really are) –
And, upon hearing there were more of them, Norman did indeed offer them a quest of his own, as I hypothesized last time! Said quest being “grab something from my sack of bits there and take to Brunhelm to get your reward, use said reward to get a cart, then come up here and I’ll pay you 1,200 gold to help me move to a new cave.” Dob and Corazon were of course all for this, and ended up grabbing a toenail from the sack of bits before telling the others. Egbert, Prudence, and Merilwen were iffy – because, well, it’s moving house, that’s never fun – but upon hearing the size of the reward, were all for it. And so the group prepared to go back to town –
But not before Dob decided, for unknown reasons, to make himself look extremely beat up with berry juice and the like, apparently to sell that it was a hard fight. To the point of asking his friends to help dislocate his arm. Merilwen was appalled, and Egbert refused on “that is NOT going to help with my atonement” grounds, but both Corazon and Prudence were willing to give it a try. Neither of them could manage it, though, so Dob ended up smashing up his own right hand under a rock to yank it out of the socket himself. Though not before Corazon dealt him a MASSIVE kick in the crotch. XD With that done, the group tobogganed back into town on the toenail (through Merilwen, thanks to a bad roll, ended up falling off, landing hard on her bum-bum, and had to walk back), just missing the town crier. They regaled him with their story of how they sliced open the troll and poor Dob got battered with its gallstones, and he went off to fetch the money.
Dob instantly asked “wait, weren’t you guys going to hit him up for more money for my grievous wounds?”
Yes, apparently Dob has FINALLY figured out that his friends like money, and injured himself so to make the "fight" look worse than it was so they could get a bigger reward. But as he hadn’t explicitly said that, everyone just assumed he was being Dob. XD The crier came back with a wheelbarrow containing the chests containing the gold, stating that they probably could have gotten more for Dob’s injuries, but he’s already filled out the forms, so they won’t be getting a penny more. XD Corazon thanked him and asked where they could buy a cart – the crier offered up his own, and tried to get the 600 gold back for it (Dob weakly going “deal” from the ground), but Corazon talked him down to 1 gold 50 via threatening to do the apple trick on his head again. The crier took them over to where his cart and his mule were parked and handed them over, letting them rename the mule – Dob promptly said “Norman,” and just avoided the crier recalling inconvenient truths. XD Anyway, he reminded them of the bowls tournament at 6 PM in-game time, and the gang decided to hurry up and get this move going. With the first order of business, of course, being Merilwen casting Speak With Animals to talk to the mule!
Mule was an asshole. Like, SUCH an asshole. Merilwen could not with this mule. She tried to charm it – no go. She tried to bribe it with nice oats – it refused the rolled oats she originally got and insisted on steel-cut. She tried to tell it exactly where to go to make their journey back up the mountain a little bit easier – it turned her phrasing (“feed him instructions”) back on her (Johnny was clearly waiting to use that one) and basically complained the whole way there. It got to the point where she was about ready to let Corazon use his “thrashing sticks” on the damn thing. XD But they got the mule and cart to the cave entrance and headed inside. . .
To find Norman just smoking his pipe. No sign of having started packing at all. Turns out that when he said he’d pay them to help him move, he meant they’d basically do all the work. Or, rather, Corazon, Egbert, Merilwen, and Prudence would do all the work, as Dob was now too injured to really help. XD So he took on a managerial position as they came to the first bit of packing – Norman’s collection of fragile bric-a-brac, mostly porcelain squirrels. The gang asked if he had boxes – yes, in the other room of the cave. Boxes full of, uh, bones. “Assorted” bones. XD Prudence began arguing if the bones really “sparked joy” with Norman, while Corazon tried to get out of doing too much work by using Mage Hand to start moving figurines. Dob told him to use his actual hands instead of sitting there smoking, but then Corazon argued back that, hey, they have a workforce of sixty skeletons on-hand, why not get them in to help? Norman, upon hearing that, insisted that they summon the extra hands, and Dob, very reluctantly, grabbed the hammer and brought in the skeletons, asking them to help pack up the bric-a-brac without breaking it, while allowing for the fact that there will be a terrible cost.
There was immediately an issue with the boxes full of bones, as you might have expected. After a bit of further arguing, Norman allowed that they could use the boxes for the figurines and they’d figure out how to cart around the bones later, and Dob came up with the idea of getting the skeletons to use the bones to make MORE boxes (or add the bones to themselves to make super skeletons, but the skeletons were like “no, we don’t mess with that, boss”). The skeletons did somehow make a giant bone basket out of the assorted bones, then packed up all the bric-a-brac and brought it out to the cart.
They returned with the now-skeletonized mule. XD Everyone quickly put on a performance to convince them that they’d done bad – fortunately, Merilwen’s secretly-relieved tears were enough to make them believe they’d genuinely upset at least her. With THAT taken care of, the next issue was the moving of the livestock, namely the sheep – Merilwen tried to chat with them, but they were pretty thick and didn’t really get her request. Fortunately, Prudence still has her barking book babies, Frisky and The Darkness, and she figured she could get them to herd the sheep. With the rug a non-issue (Norman was planning to just leave it because of all the sheep piss, and Dob promptly made it into a new outfit for himself), I’ve left it with them trying to figure out the best way to lug out Norman’s big old kettle. This is not what I expected when I started this Oxventure, but I am here for it. XD
2. Continue writing “Londerland Bloodlines: Downtown Queensland”: Check – Alice has safely gotten past the first guard on the Elizabeth Dane, into the interior, through the bloody hallway, through the locked door, and up into the security room, where she’s successfully cracked the controls (well, I say that, she already had the password thanks to Heinz) and is unlocking all the doors on the ship so she can slip into the Records Room in a bit. But first, a look at the security cameras – and a quick read of the captain’s log. . .
3. Keep up with YouTube Subs: Half check – I only had time for Kevin and Gray tonight, needing to leave the latest from James and the Wyrd Sisters Podcast for later (probably tomorrow, as NEITHER Gray nor Kevin should upload). But what I watched was definitely worth –
A) First up, it was Call Me Kevin with “I ruined The Sims 4 Werewolf pack!” Yup, Kevin has gotten his hands on the Werewolves pack, and Jim and Kevin Pickens promptly packed up and moved to Moonwood Mill to start their new lives! Jim promptly started strolling around the neighborhood naked after complaining about being too hot, while Kevin P. found a trash pile in the underground tunnels. XD And then they both went over to see Greg – Kevin P. picked a fight and got his ass kicked and a nasty case of Werebies, while Jim – well, Jim successfully romanced the raging werewolf and NEARLY woohooed him in a bush. XD Yeah, pretty typical stuff. Kevin proceeded to lock the pair in the house until Kevin P. completed his transformation, which resulted in most of their stuff getting scratched or broken. So Kevin sent Kevin P. to the library to destroy everything THERE instead. All this destruction caused him to level up fast, and he promptly saw a power he liked in the ability tree – the ability to eat almost anything to satisfy hunger!
Kevin P. then proceeded to eat his own bed, apparently completely unprompted. XD Kevin quickly sent him to the Volkov house to eat all THEIR stuff instead, then over to the bar to intimidate people for money and – once he’d leveled up a bit more – gain the ability to pass on the curse! But not to spellcasters, aliens, vampires – or the local mixologist, apparently. Fortunately a normal Sim by the name of Faiz finally wandered into the area – Kevin P. got him to come into the performance room, then chomped him. Then beat him up. Then Kevin added him to the family as Kevin P.’s son via MC Command Center and painted his new werewolf form to look permanently sad, along with giving him fake pants, fake shoes, fake tattoo sleeves, and writing “Loser,” “Shit Son” and “Beep Beep” on it (the latter on his butt). Video ended with Kevin P. eating the rest of the campsite by the bar. XD And yes, I did happen to mention that Sim babies are technically objects in my comment on the video. . .
B) And second, we had GrayStillPlays and “Whatever I draw comes to life in GTA 5!” AKA, he has no one to blame but himself for this one, as this board (created by Alex, of course) was made off one of his own terrible MS Paint drawings. His attempt at drawing a nice blue car became Florida Man trapped in a roller coaster; a very steep line became a mega-ramp he had to leap off of a bunch of french fries became a bunch of ramps he had to navigate; an onion ring was a loop-de-loop where he had to transfer over from one side to another; a random squiggle in the sky became THE MOST HELLISH CORKSCREW WALL RIDE EVER – followed by ANOTHER hellish wall ride because it was next to a DIFFERENT squiggle; a random green-and-yellow dotted line became a tube of death (which he NEARLY managed to cheat, but not quite); and a random Huggy Wuggy from Poppy’s Playtime became his final target for the finish (complete with wind turbines for teeth). Gray actually had to call Alex to figure out how to finish the board because he was so confused as to how to make the final jump – turns out the speed lines he put on the car got turned into boosts so he could fly. Because Alex is fair when it suits him. XD Twenty minutes of pure Gray pain, looovely. . .
4. Get my tumblr queues sorted: Check – reset the queue speed to one and threw up an A:MR fanart reblog for Friday. We’ll see what happens for Saturday – still gotta listen to the Raising Steam podcast, after all!
And now it's time to head to bed and hope I sleep a little better than I did last night, as my brain would NOT calm down for love or money. *sigh* Just one more day to get through. . .plus a stop for gas, but that hopefully shouldn't be too painful. Except on the wallet. *wince* Night all!
Work – Incredibly quiet day – I spent most of it doing obituaries, clearing out duplicates, and working on my spreadsheet. Only excitement was looking up some addresses for my coworker, and having to fight briefly with my anti-virus protection. Other than that, dull as dull can be. *shrug* Again, I’ll take “bored” over “stressed!” Especially since my commute seems to be handling the latter. . . I hate people who just pull out without looking. *growls*
Beanbags – Warm but not oppressively so, and without too much humidity, so out we went! I did okay in the first game, less okay in the second, and rallied in the third, while Dad got stuck on threes for a while and Mom had a FANTASTIC first two games with a ten each! Final scores were me 2-3-W; Dad 3-2-2; Mom W-W-3. As Mom has the most losing streaks out of all of us, that feels fair. :p
To-Do List –
1. Get in a workout: Check – another night on the bike, another night with the Oxventure Stream “Mule Be Sorry!” Having shown their hand to Norman the cyclops, he showed his hand right back (using his best “movie trailer announcer” voice) – he has been living in this cave for about 25 years, and every time one of the town of Brunhelm’s (that’s it! Or close enough to) sheep or cows or whatnot goes missing, they blame him and send adventurers to kill him, assuming he’s a troll. He killed a few early on, then settled into the habit of just sending adventurers back with a tooth or old nail clipping so they can get the reward and he can get a little bit of peace. Dob and Corazon were all about this and started talking about what to tell the others (and how to embellish it so they look cooler than they really are) –
And, upon hearing there were more of them, Norman did indeed offer them a quest of his own, as I hypothesized last time! Said quest being “grab something from my sack of bits there and take to Brunhelm to get your reward, use said reward to get a cart, then come up here and I’ll pay you 1,200 gold to help me move to a new cave.” Dob and Corazon were of course all for this, and ended up grabbing a toenail from the sack of bits before telling the others. Egbert, Prudence, and Merilwen were iffy – because, well, it’s moving house, that’s never fun – but upon hearing the size of the reward, were all for it. And so the group prepared to go back to town –
But not before Dob decided, for unknown reasons, to make himself look extremely beat up with berry juice and the like, apparently to sell that it was a hard fight. To the point of asking his friends to help dislocate his arm. Merilwen was appalled, and Egbert refused on “that is NOT going to help with my atonement” grounds, but both Corazon and Prudence were willing to give it a try. Neither of them could manage it, though, so Dob ended up smashing up his own right hand under a rock to yank it out of the socket himself. Though not before Corazon dealt him a MASSIVE kick in the crotch. XD With that done, the group tobogganed back into town on the toenail (through Merilwen, thanks to a bad roll, ended up falling off, landing hard on her bum-bum, and had to walk back), just missing the town crier. They regaled him with their story of how they sliced open the troll and poor Dob got battered with its gallstones, and he went off to fetch the money.
Dob instantly asked “wait, weren’t you guys going to hit him up for more money for my grievous wounds?”
Yes, apparently Dob has FINALLY figured out that his friends like money, and injured himself so to make the "fight" look worse than it was so they could get a bigger reward. But as he hadn’t explicitly said that, everyone just assumed he was being Dob. XD The crier came back with a wheelbarrow containing the chests containing the gold, stating that they probably could have gotten more for Dob’s injuries, but he’s already filled out the forms, so they won’t be getting a penny more. XD Corazon thanked him and asked where they could buy a cart – the crier offered up his own, and tried to get the 600 gold back for it (Dob weakly going “deal” from the ground), but Corazon talked him down to 1 gold 50 via threatening to do the apple trick on his head again. The crier took them over to where his cart and his mule were parked and handed them over, letting them rename the mule – Dob promptly said “Norman,” and just avoided the crier recalling inconvenient truths. XD Anyway, he reminded them of the bowls tournament at 6 PM in-game time, and the gang decided to hurry up and get this move going. With the first order of business, of course, being Merilwen casting Speak With Animals to talk to the mule!
Mule was an asshole. Like, SUCH an asshole. Merilwen could not with this mule. She tried to charm it – no go. She tried to bribe it with nice oats – it refused the rolled oats she originally got and insisted on steel-cut. She tried to tell it exactly where to go to make their journey back up the mountain a little bit easier – it turned her phrasing (“feed him instructions”) back on her (Johnny was clearly waiting to use that one) and basically complained the whole way there. It got to the point where she was about ready to let Corazon use his “thrashing sticks” on the damn thing. XD But they got the mule and cart to the cave entrance and headed inside. . .
To find Norman just smoking his pipe. No sign of having started packing at all. Turns out that when he said he’d pay them to help him move, he meant they’d basically do all the work. Or, rather, Corazon, Egbert, Merilwen, and Prudence would do all the work, as Dob was now too injured to really help. XD So he took on a managerial position as they came to the first bit of packing – Norman’s collection of fragile bric-a-brac, mostly porcelain squirrels. The gang asked if he had boxes – yes, in the other room of the cave. Boxes full of, uh, bones. “Assorted” bones. XD Prudence began arguing if the bones really “sparked joy” with Norman, while Corazon tried to get out of doing too much work by using Mage Hand to start moving figurines. Dob told him to use his actual hands instead of sitting there smoking, but then Corazon argued back that, hey, they have a workforce of sixty skeletons on-hand, why not get them in to help? Norman, upon hearing that, insisted that they summon the extra hands, and Dob, very reluctantly, grabbed the hammer and brought in the skeletons, asking them to help pack up the bric-a-brac without breaking it, while allowing for the fact that there will be a terrible cost.
There was immediately an issue with the boxes full of bones, as you might have expected. After a bit of further arguing, Norman allowed that they could use the boxes for the figurines and they’d figure out how to cart around the bones later, and Dob came up with the idea of getting the skeletons to use the bones to make MORE boxes (or add the bones to themselves to make super skeletons, but the skeletons were like “no, we don’t mess with that, boss”). The skeletons did somehow make a giant bone basket out of the assorted bones, then packed up all the bric-a-brac and brought it out to the cart.
They returned with the now-skeletonized mule. XD Everyone quickly put on a performance to convince them that they’d done bad – fortunately, Merilwen’s secretly-relieved tears were enough to make them believe they’d genuinely upset at least her. With THAT taken care of, the next issue was the moving of the livestock, namely the sheep – Merilwen tried to chat with them, but they were pretty thick and didn’t really get her request. Fortunately, Prudence still has her barking book babies, Frisky and The Darkness, and she figured she could get them to herd the sheep. With the rug a non-issue (Norman was planning to just leave it because of all the sheep piss, and Dob promptly made it into a new outfit for himself), I’ve left it with them trying to figure out the best way to lug out Norman’s big old kettle. This is not what I expected when I started this Oxventure, but I am here for it. XD
2. Continue writing “Londerland Bloodlines: Downtown Queensland”: Check – Alice has safely gotten past the first guard on the Elizabeth Dane, into the interior, through the bloody hallway, through the locked door, and up into the security room, where she’s successfully cracked the controls (well, I say that, she already had the password thanks to Heinz) and is unlocking all the doors on the ship so she can slip into the Records Room in a bit. But first, a look at the security cameras – and a quick read of the captain’s log. . .
3. Keep up with YouTube Subs: Half check – I only had time for Kevin and Gray tonight, needing to leave the latest from James and the Wyrd Sisters Podcast for later (probably tomorrow, as NEITHER Gray nor Kevin should upload). But what I watched was definitely worth –
A) First up, it was Call Me Kevin with “I ruined The Sims 4 Werewolf pack!” Yup, Kevin has gotten his hands on the Werewolves pack, and Jim and Kevin Pickens promptly packed up and moved to Moonwood Mill to start their new lives! Jim promptly started strolling around the neighborhood naked after complaining about being too hot, while Kevin P. found a trash pile in the underground tunnels. XD And then they both went over to see Greg – Kevin P. picked a fight and got his ass kicked and a nasty case of Werebies, while Jim – well, Jim successfully romanced the raging werewolf and NEARLY woohooed him in a bush. XD Yeah, pretty typical stuff. Kevin proceeded to lock the pair in the house until Kevin P. completed his transformation, which resulted in most of their stuff getting scratched or broken. So Kevin sent Kevin P. to the library to destroy everything THERE instead. All this destruction caused him to level up fast, and he promptly saw a power he liked in the ability tree – the ability to eat almost anything to satisfy hunger!
Kevin P. then proceeded to eat his own bed, apparently completely unprompted. XD Kevin quickly sent him to the Volkov house to eat all THEIR stuff instead, then over to the bar to intimidate people for money and – once he’d leveled up a bit more – gain the ability to pass on the curse! But not to spellcasters, aliens, vampires – or the local mixologist, apparently. Fortunately a normal Sim by the name of Faiz finally wandered into the area – Kevin P. got him to come into the performance room, then chomped him. Then beat him up. Then Kevin added him to the family as Kevin P.’s son via MC Command Center and painted his new werewolf form to look permanently sad, along with giving him fake pants, fake shoes, fake tattoo sleeves, and writing “Loser,” “Shit Son” and “Beep Beep” on it (the latter on his butt). Video ended with Kevin P. eating the rest of the campsite by the bar. XD And yes, I did happen to mention that Sim babies are technically objects in my comment on the video. . .
B) And second, we had GrayStillPlays and “Whatever I draw comes to life in GTA 5!” AKA, he has no one to blame but himself for this one, as this board (created by Alex, of course) was made off one of his own terrible MS Paint drawings. His attempt at drawing a nice blue car became Florida Man trapped in a roller coaster; a very steep line became a mega-ramp he had to leap off of a bunch of french fries became a bunch of ramps he had to navigate; an onion ring was a loop-de-loop where he had to transfer over from one side to another; a random squiggle in the sky became THE MOST HELLISH CORKSCREW WALL RIDE EVER – followed by ANOTHER hellish wall ride because it was next to a DIFFERENT squiggle; a random green-and-yellow dotted line became a tube of death (which he NEARLY managed to cheat, but not quite); and a random Huggy Wuggy from Poppy’s Playtime became his final target for the finish (complete with wind turbines for teeth). Gray actually had to call Alex to figure out how to finish the board because he was so confused as to how to make the final jump – turns out the speed lines he put on the car got turned into boosts so he could fly. Because Alex is fair when it suits him. XD Twenty minutes of pure Gray pain, looovely. . .
4. Get my tumblr queues sorted: Check – reset the queue speed to one and threw up an A:MR fanart reblog for Friday. We’ll see what happens for Saturday – still gotta listen to the Raising Steam podcast, after all!
And now it's time to head to bed and hope I sleep a little better than I did last night, as my brain would NOT calm down for love or money. *sigh* Just one more day to get through. . .plus a stop for gas, but that hopefully shouldn't be too painful. Except on the wallet. *wince* Night all!
