Welcome to the Sharpesvale Chronicles, an ongoing neighbourhood story in The Sims 2!
Warning: this journal may contain uncensored nudity, violence, profanity and sexual themes.
Updates whenever I damn well please!
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In which plot, sort of.
Andrew: Ugh, I hate plot. Count me out.
Andrew: Plot kills my family.
Amin: We'll miss you. As far as you know.
Andrew: You're a pal, Harry.
Amin: It's Amin.
Andrew: It was a joke.
Amin: It was a lazy joke.
Franklin: Wow, I'd better not have kids.
Brooke: The results might be bad but the process is awesome.
Repeated for emphasis: the results might be bad.
Looks like a spaceship from Schlock Mercenary.
Oh damn, what's her name.
Oh come on, what's her name.
It starts with an 'M'.
Wait, I've got the game open! I'll check.
Mallory: So you're saying I don't live, huh.
Andrew: I think it's time you learned how to do homework.
Mallory: Yeah, that sounds like a fun use of my few remaining moments.
Mallory: The real characters get way better itineraries.
Angelica: I'm a real character!
Franklin: I used to be.
Briefly, very briefly.
Typical dog-walking attire.
Brooke: We're not related, kid. There's no genetic value to my helping you.
Brooke: Curse your cuteness.
Chelsea's cat is still alive.
Oh damn, what's its name.
Starts with an 'M'.
Brooke: Wow, you looked better from a distance.
Nathaniel: But still not good, right?
Brooke: Yeah, my standards are low.
You just sit there until I think of something to do with you.
Brooke: NEW PERSON HERE, SHAKIN' THINGS UP!
Nathaniel: You can shake my thing any time.
Wait, how are you starting another date?
Did the game crash again?
Where did I put my fancy error message pic...
Nathaniel: My digits articulate.
Brooke: Your tongue, articulate!
Wow, someone cheated on Nathaniel.
That implies someone already had a relationship with Nathaniel.
Today is amnesia day apparently?
Nathaniel: Like my new girlfriend?
They're all too polite to say anything.
Andrew: And that's how you use a pencil.
Andrew: Keep up with your studies and someday you'll be as smart as Franklin here.
Franklin: What's this weird symbol on the wall?
Andrew: I wish these people wouldn't litter.
Andrew: Take your fucking flowers back.
Kenya: Superhero carpool program is a success.
Penny: Penny's here!
Kenya: She sure is!
Mallory: She looks like she's had a hard day.
It was a real mess. Let's take a look.
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Wow, that was pretty intense, huh?
Whatever happened, I'm sure it'll be unclassified within the next, oh, fifty chapters or so.
Brooke: I'll be brutally honest here: I'm just using you to boost my stats.
Mallory: I think he's staring at my tits.
Penny: That's my horndog!
Franklin: I'm looking, too.
Penny: You're alive again?
Nathaniel: Hey Penny, Brooke's using me.
Penny: Sweet score, whoever you are!
Andrea: I think your dad might be my dad.
Emerson: I'm not even sure he knows he's my dad.
Franklin: This had better be a good joke, because Melanie is basically local Hitler.
Hahaha "local Hitler."
Penny: Time to shift the palate.
Penny: Man, terrorists suck.
Right? They're terrible.
Penny: Right? So ineffective.
Penny: Glad I've got such a hunky man to come home to, and the new mental chemistry to appreciate him!
Penny: Hey buddy, long time no see.
Andrew: It's a big house.
Penny: You would not believe the day I just had.
Andrew: You smell like everywhere.
Penny: Yeah, I was what is that child's problem.
Nathaniel: I don't know what's wrong but something's wrong.
At least two of the kids are behaving normally.
Nathaniel: Something's not right.
Andrea: I'M SO CONFUSED
Nathaniel: Kiss me?
Brooke: Why not, the world just stopped making sense anyway.
Penny: That was weird, huh? Everyone freaking out for no reason.
Andrew: That's what everyones do in my experience.
Mallory: Maybe don't kiss me behind your-
Angelica: I wish I couldn't see through my back.
Next time: nothing is clarified.
Like you expected anything different.