Whoo Bon Jovi! I'm having some flashbacks and the song is stuck in my head. Thanks Juxt.. really. LOL I love Velmoor but then again who wouldn't. Sinker should meet Artie's new wife Christin. I bet they would have a great conversation.
Thanks Rica, if it's stuck in my head, why wouldn't I want to share the pain/joy with all of you?! You're my forum friends, so we share!
Well, Christin would surely have fun talking to so good a listener, Sinker can't talk, seriously, he doesn't talk.
Velmoor: Yes he does!
Thank you Sugarnibble!
Come on Velmoor - you know you want to!! I double dog dare you!!
I'll be putting in an order for glitter and lasers immediately. Also, that song is know stuck in my head...
Once again a fabulously hysterical update! Thanks for the laugh!
Thanks Ashel Veh, now what Velmoor does to the next butterfly is all on you, after all, who can resist a double dog dare? More glitter and lasers, that's my new life's goal, everyone should have more of them, because that will be awesome, and shiny.
Seeing this picture I knew it would be a Bon Jovi song, although in my head it was Livin' on a Prayer just because of Nyarah's last pose (cos that's how I tend to dance to that song lol). Another awesome update Juxt! I wonder if Bebedora is going to find someone.
Thanks SassySimmer, I wonder if Bebedora will find love myself. I decided since she can't get married, it would have to be a Sim who lights up her wishes panel like Christmas lights, she hasn't found that Sim yet, but here's hoping!
Bebedora: I'm a rock star, I'm gonna go so far!
ME: Loving the leather punk look, very you!
Bebedora: Yeah, my manager said it would help bring in the younger crowds, I'm not a spring chicken anymore you know.
ME: Yes, time sure is marching on.
Bebedora: What did you give me?!
Velmoor: Ummm, medicine I think. Or was it the new rocket fuel I'm developing...
Bebedora: You think!? What kind of doctor gives out pills that set people on fire?! Argh!
Velmoor: The super awesome kind!
Bebedora: I didn't use to think you were really crazy, but now I know all those Sims were right, you're nuts!
Velmoor: Now that's just hurtful!
Bebedora: Everyone out of the way, I need to get to the shower!
Velmoor: Well, I guess that medicine is a dud, I hope Bebedora isn't too mad.
ME: She's pretty mad, but she'll get over it.
Velmoor: Darn! That was my only rocket fuel capsule too!
Velmoor: Oh my stars! I just listened to your newest album, and you're like a fire breathing dragon who shoots lasers with their eyes holding a puppy made of rainbows!
Bebedora: Ummm... what does that mean?
Velmoor: Only that you're amazing and awesome!
Bebedora: Oh, well, thanks, but I'm not sure that I forgive you yet.
Store Clerk: Draigoth, oh my goodness, you have no idea how much your artwork has touched my life, I would give anything to spend an evening in your company.
Draigoth: Oh my, well... this is certainly flattering, after all you're a lovely young woman, but I've already found the love of my life.
Clerk: But she's dead right, doesn't that make you single?
Draigoth: Not in my family it doesn't, I'm sorry, but please stop flirting with me.
ME: Way to go Draigoth, way to honor the memory of your wife!
ME: I have absolutely no need of more deathfish, but Quain goes out fishing at the cemetery just so I can engage in ghost stalking, isn't that nice of him?
Quain: No, because I come out here for the beauty of the night, the enjoyment of fishing, and to commune with nature, you're just a weirdo stalker.
ME: And then suddenly everything Quain owned disappeared, wasn't that shame?
Quain: Fine! I apologize, leave my things alone, please!
ME: So why are you here?
Quain: *Grumble* To facilitate you stalking ghosts.
ME: Yay! Now, I wonder where Miguel Childs is going?
ME: Why are you here Miguel?
Miguel: I lived near by once, but everything seems so foggy. Hello! Nyarah! Are you here my love?! Can you hear me?
ME: No she's at home, a couple blocks away.
Miguel: *Sigh* If I cannot find her soon, then I'll just fade away again.
ME: Miguel, why aren't you talking to ME? What's going on with you.
Miguel: I'll just have to try again later *poof*
ME: Something strange is building in the town of Bridgeport.
Paparazzi: So are you thinking of changing specialties from medicine to Entomology?
Velmoor: No, of course not, and never! I was just pondering on how a bug, can bug me less than an annoying fame vulture.
Paparazzi: You know we're going to publish all the mean and crazy things you say to us, do you like bad press?
Velmoor: Well, I keep saying them, so I suppose I do, though most Sims think the mean things I say to you are justified, or even funny, so I think you're mistaken on the definition of bad press. Now go away, before I eat you like this butterfly *gulp.*
ME: Eww!
Next Time: Velmoor proves himself as family defender! Also Sashyna does a ruthless thing to make another family member happy again.