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crossover_chickYay for the upcoming weekend. More movie time -- if all goes well, we're seeing POTC III on Father's Day.
-M: Arrr, me hearties, t'will be a jolly good time.-
*rolls eyes*
-OD: Well, I saw you editing "The Gift and the Curse," I suppose that's something.-
I know -- part of it is my usual love of procrastination, part of it is having my equalibrium thrown off. I'm looking into pounding out Chapter 7 of "V.D." into its final form before bed, though.
-VD: *pokes* Yes, get on with it!-
I also started my short story for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
backtothefanfic challenge. Got a page, along with describing what I think might the worst fictional clock in existence.
-VD2: O.o?-
Here, let me describe it:
Well, there's the cheesiest of all cheesy clocks. Two lovers kissing in the center, while Cupids on the hands circle them, bows at the ready. With a lurid pink heart frame, no less.
-VD2: *pictures it, horrified* That's -- that's --
-HD: *also picturing it, wincing* An affront to clockdom?-
-VD2: Yes!-
Precisely why I created it.
-VD2: You're horrible.-
-HD: Suppose it's better than "American McGee's Marty," though.-
Yeah, I haven't had those thoughts for a while now.
-DW: *growling* The move to "Silent Hill Valley" isn't an improvement!-
-HD: What, is that Hill Valley populated by mimes?-
-OD: *tentacles do the glass box routine* That's vaguely disturbing in and of itself.-
-DW: No, it's a survival horror video game about a town populated by monsters that exists on two dimensions -- reality, in which it's fairly normal except for a few wandering monsters, and the Otherworld, where it's apparently A FORM OF HELL.-
-HD: . . .-
-MF: What's worse is it's a MULTIPLE ENDING game, so instead of just the "yay happy" ending that "American McGee's Marty" got, she can design a bad ending too! Will you WARN us, Victoria?!-
Don't blame me, blame TV Tropes.
-M: *sighs deeply* Who got the shaft, me or Doc?-
-MF: Us, though Doc didn't come off much better -- her idea is kind of based on the second game. You just had to wiki it. . . .-
Wikis are fun!
-DW: For a horror game?-
*shrug* Look, guys, I like doing this!
-HD: . . . How do you expect to sleep at night?!-
I -- *pause* Crap.
-DW: *smug* Ahhh, yes, your overactive imagination DOES tend to bite you in the behind in these situations.-
Only in the dark -- I'll turn my little bedside lamp up brighter. And keep a book on hand.
-D: I still remember when your book of choice for "I've freaked myself out and can't sleep -- guess I'll read" was the Terminator 2 script book.
-TD: . . . Reading about killer robots calmed her down? That's it, you guys can't call me crazy anymore.-
Frankly, I don't know why it worked either. Austin crush, maybe?
Aaanyway, let's have a Sims update before fiddling and bed.
-RPD: Hill Valley, right?-
Bingo. The Elder McFlys, since I haven't played them in a while. I've got a wedding scheduled for them eventually, but for now, martinis!
Well, actually, today was mostly about getting up a few skills and setting up the farming stuff. Here's their current patch of land:
Will planted a single, unfertilized plant of tomatoes for them to practice on. This gives me time to get stuff to compost -- mainly, waiting for the flowers I planted to die. (Incidentally, anyone else agree it seems to take way too long to compost stuff?)
Maggie and Seamus both did some working out to increase their Body. I'm having them randomly skillbuild so that none of their stats are empty.
Maxx the puppy is working out nicely. Everyone loves him for the most part, and I've got him fully housebroken, trained to eat pet food, trained to stay off the furniture, and mostly trained to stay off the beds.
Maggie also best-friended her future great-great-grandson, Marty. Quite a step up from thinking looking after him for a night would bring a curse on the house.
Nothing ultra-significant happened, so let's have some random pictures:
William becomes my first sim to actually NOTICE THE HAIL. (To be fair, I have a hack that stops the weather reactions if the Sims are busy, but even so. . . .)
Maggie shakes her groove-thang.
Butterfly catching. Fail.
Firefly catching. Win!
Firefly releasing. Double win.
-RPD: Just playing for the sake of playing?-
Mostly, though also playing for the sake of time constraints. Still not liking I have to get up so early. Hmph.
-RPD: Well, as long as I get my updates.-
I'm off to fiddle, then it's off to bed.
-VD2: Shall we start betting when she'll actually fall asleep?-
Hey, I'm currently reading a Dave Barry book! That has to count for something.
-HD: After this, I'm surprised you can write humor at all.-
That's what you get for appointing yourself a muse. :p
-HD: I believe I shall pour tea into your baseball caps!-
Ack! I'm sorry!
-M: Arrr, me hearties, t'will be a jolly good time.-
*rolls eyes*
-OD: Well, I saw you editing "The Gift and the Curse," I suppose that's something.-
I know -- part of it is my usual love of procrastination, part of it is having my equalibrium thrown off. I'm looking into pounding out Chapter 7 of "V.D." into its final form before bed, though.
-VD: *pokes* Yes, get on with it!-
I also started my short story for the
backtothefanfic challenge. Got a page, along with describing what I think might the worst fictional clock in existence.-VD2: O.o?-
Here, let me describe it:
Well, there's the cheesiest of all cheesy clocks. Two lovers kissing in the center, while Cupids on the hands circle them, bows at the ready. With a lurid pink heart frame, no less.
-VD2: *pictures it, horrified* That's -- that's --
-HD: *also picturing it, wincing* An affront to clockdom?-
-VD2: Yes!-
Precisely why I created it.
-VD2: You're horrible.-
-HD: Suppose it's better than "American McGee's Marty," though.-
Yeah, I haven't had those thoughts for a while now.
-DW: *growling* The move to "Silent Hill Valley" isn't an improvement!-
-HD: What, is that Hill Valley populated by mimes?-
-OD: *tentacles do the glass box routine* That's vaguely disturbing in and of itself.-
-DW: No, it's a survival horror video game about a town populated by monsters that exists on two dimensions -- reality, in which it's fairly normal except for a few wandering monsters, and the Otherworld, where it's apparently A FORM OF HELL.-
-HD: . . .-
-MF: What's worse is it's a MULTIPLE ENDING game, so instead of just the "yay happy" ending that "American McGee's Marty" got, she can design a bad ending too! Will you WARN us, Victoria?!-
Don't blame me, blame TV Tropes.
-M: *sighs deeply* Who got the shaft, me or Doc?-
-MF: Us, though Doc didn't come off much better -- her idea is kind of based on the second game. You just had to wiki it. . . .-
Wikis are fun!
-DW: For a horror game?-
*shrug* Look, guys, I like doing this!
-HD: . . . How do you expect to sleep at night?!-
I -- *pause* Crap.
-DW: *smug* Ahhh, yes, your overactive imagination DOES tend to bite you in the behind in these situations.-
Only in the dark -- I'll turn my little bedside lamp up brighter. And keep a book on hand.
-D: I still remember when your book of choice for "I've freaked myself out and can't sleep -- guess I'll read" was the Terminator 2 script book.
-TD: . . . Reading about killer robots calmed her down? That's it, you guys can't call me crazy anymore.-
Frankly, I don't know why it worked either. Austin crush, maybe?
Aaanyway, let's have a Sims update before fiddling and bed.
-RPD: Hill Valley, right?-
Bingo. The Elder McFlys, since I haven't played them in a while. I've got a wedding scheduled for them eventually, but for now, martinis!
Well, actually, today was mostly about getting up a few skills and setting up the farming stuff. Here's their current patch of land:
Will planted a single, unfertilized plant of tomatoes for them to practice on. This gives me time to get stuff to compost -- mainly, waiting for the flowers I planted to die. (Incidentally, anyone else agree it seems to take way too long to compost stuff?)
Maggie and Seamus both did some working out to increase their Body. I'm having them randomly skillbuild so that none of their stats are empty.
Maxx the puppy is working out nicely. Everyone loves him for the most part, and I've got him fully housebroken, trained to eat pet food, trained to stay off the furniture, and mostly trained to stay off the beds.
Maggie also best-friended her future great-great-grandson, Marty. Quite a step up from thinking looking after him for a night would bring a curse on the house.
Nothing ultra-significant happened, so let's have some random pictures:
William becomes my first sim to actually NOTICE THE HAIL. (To be fair, I have a hack that stops the weather reactions if the Sims are busy, but even so. . . .)
Maggie shakes her groove-thang.
Butterfly catching. Fail.
Firefly catching. Win!
Firefly releasing. Double win.
-RPD: Just playing for the sake of playing?-
Mostly, though also playing for the sake of time constraints. Still not liking I have to get up so early. Hmph.
-RPD: Well, as long as I get my updates.-
I'm off to fiddle, then it's off to bed.
-VD2: Shall we start betting when she'll actually fall asleep?-
Hey, I'm currently reading a Dave Barry book! That has to count for something.
-HD: After this, I'm surprised you can write humor at all.-
That's what you get for appointing yourself a muse. :p
-HD: I believe I shall pour tea into your baseball caps!-
Ack! I'm sorry!
