Chapter 1
Invasion of the Watcher!
Echo: I started my...
Sorry, Echo, but from now on, I'm running this show.
Echo: What? WHAT?!
Yup, it had to be done. I got bored when I was typing this up so I highlighted everything and clicked 'Cut'. So here we are.
Echo: But this is my story! I am an almighty Believer and I demand to have my right of speech!
Sims don't have rights.
Echo: Do to. Right to speech, right to nooboos and the right to own Llamas.
Huh?
Echo: You're not too bright, are you?
What? I wasn't listening.
Echo: I said, you're not too bright, are you?
No. I've re-rolled my own traits.
Echo: I didn't realise that Watchers had traits.
Sure we do (back me up guys!)
Echo: Hmmmm...
Anyway, let's get back to Echo's life. She's signed up for the Architect career but I'm not sure how long she or I can stick at it.
Echo: Hey, I'm dedicated!
Not for long...
Here she is having an argument with an extremely irritating client.
Echo's first task at the lady's house to create a Writing Room didn't go well. What I've discovered about the Architect career is that the clients generally judge furniture that was already in their house, rather than the furniture that the Architect has placed. Echo had four tries at renovating it before she just gave up.
However, her services were called upon again when the same woman asked her to design a children's bedroom. She thought that she'd done a great job. But the woman didn't even go into the room. Instead, she judged the quality of the gym equipment that was
already in the house!So Echo argued with her and left.
Since she'd had an awful day, I decided to adopt another kitty for her.
Meet Carl the Cat!
