Friday, September 6, 2019

The Nakamura Dogs (and Wolf) Have A Rough Time of It.

Why Does He Get to Stay Home While We Get Wet and Suffer?
Ever since the Watcher came into contact with AyaJulia's Extended Queue Interactions mod (not the one for Sims 4...there is one for Sims 3...it's also at MTS) - the Nakamura dogs have suffered...immensely. It's pouring rain in Sunset Valley and they could have been asleep but unfortunately, they were stuck going out in the rain and miserable weather seeking to increase the wealth of the Nakamura family...and their room-mates...

For Summer, it was unusual weather, a torrential deluge of almost Biblical proportions soaking the entire valley in a sea of rain-water.

Poor Ace (the wolf) was asked to spend the entire night out looking for gemstones as well as his companions: Ripper the Rottweiler and Denali the Alaskan Malamute. It wasn't what they wanted to do, they'd much prefer to be asleep in their nice little dog-shed.

OK, maybe that was stretching the truth a bit far; at least they couldn't smell the cow offal or the chicken manure when the sliding patio door was closed - at least their owner was kind enough to put in carpet in the shed so that they'd have someplace nice and comfy to sleep on instead of wet...grass...and... dam chickens not being kept penned up!
So as of 0047hrs, Ace was running down by Doo Peas...as drenched as a wet dog... "uh...wait a minute..."

He hoped his owner would get him a better brand of dog food because as a wolf, this dog kibble was giving him indigestion. "Meat...you fool...Meat... Wolves don't subsist on dried dog kibble - they require a carnivore diet."

Nooosirree...Ace was not a happy camper. Evidently the sky gods were having a great time having a peeing contest because Ace was drenched.
In the interim, Ripper; not too bright; was ticking off the Emperor of Evil by digging up his front yard. Yeah...that's going to go over well...

"Well, anything to oblige my owner after being sent out in Noah's Flood. Thanks a lot...you know I'm going to get a raging case of eczema after this? Hopefully the pink diamond will pay off all my medical bills and for the insane cost of the topical cream that you're going to have to use to get rid of it off me. After all, I'm a Molosser and we droopy eared mutts have a tendency to get that kind of thing when you force us out in moisture like this..."

Emperor of Evil: "HEY...WHY THE HECK IS THAT MUTT DIGGING UP MY FRONT YARD!?"
Ripper: "I dunno...eh...Ask my owner. See if he cares."
Emperor of Evil: "Hey...you tell him, that I don't want you here on my property...pass the message, mutt!"
Ripper: "You know I can't talk?"
Emperor of Evil: "But...you just did now!"
Ripper: "I get periodic amnesia..."
Emperor of Evil: Face-palm
Ripper: "Stinks for you...bud... by the time I finish peeing in your azalea bush, I'll probably forget what you told me."
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Meanwhile over by Sharma Day Spa, Denali, if one could believe it, was actually dimmer than Ripper, was standing in the downpour contemplating his existence...naw...he was contemplating whether he should eat that rainbow beetle crawling across the ground...while there were fleas hopping on and off his body. They didn't care about the smell of wet dog...they were entranced by the blood feast that Denali represented for their vampiric palate.


Flea One: "Oh...yay...food for days and days and days..." thinks a bit. "...and days...and days...and days..."
Flea Two: "...you could have just said months...It might be easier...than to just repeat days incessantly..."
Flea One: "I couldn't remember the word."
Flea Two: "C'mon dude...you mean to tell me that this dog's blood made you forgetful? Where's your brain dude..."
Flea Three: "Vlad doesn't have one...Sipho"
Flea Two: "C'mon...Nossy...everyone's got one...how could you function without one?...C'mon Vlad...find your brain, you know you have one...Just give'r, dude..."
Flea One: "uh...duh...ok...where's my brain located again?"
Flea Three: "Sipho...we got multiple brain functions in different areas of our bodies...all attached to a central cortex...that makes sense of all the synapses..."
Flea One and Two: "Huh? That went way over our heads...Since when did you get to be so smart, Nossy..."
Flea Three: "Well, I've had plenty of time to study because I've been reading books rather than drinking blood all the time..."
All three fleas look up; horrified expressions on their faces.
"Oh. POOP...RAID!!!"

Denali (getting wetter by the minute): "Why am I out here...and why do I exist? And are rainbow beetles good for my digestive tract? And why am I the one getting wet while my owner sleeps in a nice warm bed..."
Watcher: "C'mon, you mutts...get a move on...find some gemstones...dudes...Toshs getting impatient; he wants a car...and Meggie needs a new diamond ring... Big whoop...so you're wet and cold...shut up and deal."

What we've always thought about Paparazzi.

Tuesday, September 3, 2019

Well, that took care of the problem...

Tosh and Meg's Engagement Photo...

Fear The Watcher

What Sort of Dump Is This Place?

"Good God, sir, couldn't we have found anything better than this dump?" Colonel Sarah "Mac" Mackenzie exclaimed as the seven former Navy and one Marine Corps officers looked towards the beaten down old shack of a house on an overgrown property with a serious amount of distaste in their expressions. This wasn't a fixer-upper. It was first on the list to be condemned and torched to the ground. Surely they could have gotten something a bit nicer for the amount of money that they had.

"It could be worse..." Harm sighed as he looked at the door while running a tired hand through his hair. He wasn't looking forward to the amount of work that needed to be done in order to bring this place up to livable standards under the National Housing Act as determined by the U.S. Department of Housing and Urban Development. Harm wasn't too sure as to what condition the home was in, whether they would have to bunk with several colonies of rats and mice.

The rest were too shocked at the condition of the house that they couldn't say anything. Fixing ths place up was going to take a mountain of work.

"At least we got it for cheap." Captain Kimber Anne Benton smiled cheerfully, "It's not like it's an entire write off." Harm was sure that Captain Benton would be exceedingly cheerful if there was an all-out nuclear attack. "It might take some effort but we can do it."

FADM Toshio "Animal" Nakamura was wondering just how far along §16500 would actually go and well; they found out that it didn't go very far at all.

Well, there was a saying in the military when you had to deal with something unpleasant.Embrace the Suck... and it certainly appeared as though this was as good a case as any to do exactly that.

Dinner Dress Whites - FADM Toshio Nakamura