The Blogs: 09/05/2004

Vacancies

I've located this des res in Neighbourhood Blog which is begging to be occupied. With imagination and lots of simoleans it could be an exciting new home for 4 or 5 bloggers. If you are interested in moving in, email me. Give me your name, a few details of what you look like (or would like to look like)- eg. hair colour/ length, skin colour, size, clothes etc. It'll be fun.

Villa Blog

Could you see yourself dining at this table?

Cat Toy or Marital Aid

Big Fella has a new toy to play with. If only we all could be so easily entertained. Hmm...

All Change

CPig has gone back to work- hence the much reduced blog and nowhere near enough time spent simming. Nevertheless, there has been much activity in Blog House and there have been a few changes.

Firstly, I have lost my house guest. Miss Fluffy left to live with the Blogs- huh! She has been spending alot of time there since the party fiasco and it looks like Emma asked her to move in.

We thought Emma was back to her normal, easy going, playful self but she seems to still have problems communicating with the other Blogs and her relationship scores have plummeted. Emma detests Richard - he's at -57 at the moment and Creepy isn't doing much better. The Blogs still love Emma but she's not returning the sentiment. She is very very hard to please at the moment.

I'm not sure what the other Blogs think to Miss Fluffy moving in. We shall have to see what develops. Will the dynamics of the house change?

Poor Big Fella went through a very sticky patch last week when he kept threatening to leave home. Creepy solved the problem by buying him a toy to play with and Emma gave him a beautiful blue ribbon to wear around his neck. He's much happier now.

So back I go to my lonely little house... it seems empty without the Fluff. Anyone care to come visit?

Miss Fluffy gets her feet under the table at Blog House.

Creepy seemed pleased to have a new housemate.

Emma gave her a bunch of red roses as a welcome present.

"Wow," thinks Miss Fluffy. "Neil has actually slept in this bed. How cool is that?" Sweet dreams.

It's Official

Miss Fluffy walks on water.

Looks as if the draining of pyschic energy was just too much for her.

Hidden Talents

Creepy has been practicing.

Dig those vibes, man.

Creepy Couture

Creepy confessed to me the other day that she fancied a change from her Sailor Moon outfit. She was sick of never being able to get the gloves off... a bit unhygenic if you get my drift. Would you like to choose a new look from the outfits below or should we make her wear that sailor outfit for ever?

Any other ideas welcome...

Pretty

Urban

Erm...

Overalls

Biker

Neil To the Rescue

The Blogs had suspected for some time that the pod might have something to do with Emma's odd behaviour but she refused to let them move it. Whilst Creepy kept Emma occupied, Neil took a closer look.
"Aha!" he said, and went to dig out his old chemistry set.

Emma looked on with interest as Neil told her he was working on a potion to improve his performance at kareoke.

His potions didn't always have the desired effect.

"Neil, darling, be a sweetheart and fetch me a towel would you?"

Neil worked long into the night until at last he had the potion he was searching for. On his way to bed he woke Emma and told her of his success. He said he was too tired to try the potion and had left it on the table until morning. Emma smiled to herself excitedly.

Determined to have that potion for herself, Emma snuck downstairs and guzzled the strange concoction.

She tried a rendition of 'Man, I Feel Like a Woman' but out came the usual strangled warbling.

Curiously, she felt quite contented- more her old self.

Emma ran to make up with Creepy and say sorry for being such a nag. "I don't know what came over me," she said. They ran straight up to the bedroom and...